Fang Yuhong sneered:

"This old Taoist priest is already ninety-three this year, and there is no such reason for his latecomer! Even though he possesses the magical power of robbing spirits, it would be a delusion to use the inner power of others to condense the divine veins!"

"The Spirit-Snatching Demonic Art was something from seven hundred years ago. We still don't know if it is the same as those in the Six Prison Demon Sects that seize the inner energy of others... What if it has the ability to purify internal energy?"

Tong Luyang still had some doubts.

Jinghongyi, the Demonic Art of Slaying Spirit, is now seven hundred years ago. There is not much information about this Demonic Art, but after all, the Demonic Art of Slaying Spirit is someone who has confronted the Soldier Lord, and he must have achieved his divine vein.

"There are many people in the world, with a population of tens of billions. The masters are like crucian carp crossing the river. However, there are only a few people with divine veins. Although this old Taoist priest has had an adventure, there are quite a few people in the world who can compare with the magic trick of snatching the Spirit!"

Fang Yuhong's eyes were faint:

"How many divine veins are there?"

Tong Luyang frowned slightly:

"Are you jealous?"

"Jealous? What a joke!"

Fang Yuhong sneered, with fear and disdain:

"A person's spirit is as young as the rising sun, as the middle age is like the red sun in the sky, and as the sun is as thin as the west mountain! The older you are, the smaller the chance of being promoted to the divine vein! The age of this old thing is also worthy of achieving the divine vein?"

"Mr. Captured God said that you are the main one in this action, you have the final say."

Tong Luyang shook his head slightly and temporarily agreed.

There is nothing else, and it is natural to protect yourself by the people led by him and Fang Yuhong. However, if you want to capture and kill the old Taoist priest, your chances of winning are not high.

Although they had a killer move, did the old Taoist priest show everything?

.........

"These people are really cautious..."

In the night, An Qisheng paused and felt the breath behind him far away.

Half a month ago, he found the person following him.

But this group of people was very cautious, never approached, and kept at a safe distance. They walked by themselves, they walked by themselves, and they stopped by themselves, and they stopped by themselves.

Whenever they show signs of turning back, they flee far away.

This time, he thought that those people would take advantage of Feng Zhenzong and others' attacks, but they still didn't show up.

"The person who tracks behind him should be Fang Yuhong."

Tieshan suddenly spoke with a hint of disgust:

"Yu Hong is a luxurious person in this house, with a grand family, a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine, and a dozen children!"

The six gates and six famous arrests are different. Xue Chaoyang is alone, and Fang Yuhong has a group of wives and concubines.

These two people are also regarded as the most unthreatening figures.

Because there were almost no one left in his mansion by Fang Yuhong for dozens of descendants, almost all of them were driven out of the mansion by him, and life and death were only a matter of concern.

He is a truly ruthless person.

It is also the person he hates the most.

"Fang Yuhong..."

An Qisheng thought something.

He naturally understood several famous arresters from Liushemen.

This Yu Hong is the most vicious person among them. He is far less likely to kill than Xue Chaoyang, but his reputation is much more evil than Xue Chaoyang.

"This person is good at tracking. Few people who are targeted by him can escape his tracking."

Tieshan shook his head slightly.

"Good tracking, let him follow."

An Qisheng smiled, not seeming to care.

With a thought, I asked:

"I wonder if you have heard of the Ferris......"

Along the way, the man who was wrapped in his sleeve was never at peace, and he was squirming wildly to get his attention.

"Ferris?"

I paused at the foot of the iron mountain and my face changed slightly:

"Master, where did you hear this name?"

"I heard this by chance, have you heard this name?"

An Qisheng's eyes lit up.

Although he has the ability to enter a dream and has also been to the Iron Mountain, he has not remembered all his memories. This is unnecessary and meaningless.

After all, a large amount of useless memories is also a burden to the brain.

"I have seen the name Morgan Sky in Liushemen's document library..."
Chapter completed!