Fang Ming returned to the main hall of Daluo Zun Sect.

However, the original continuous building has become a large ruin.

Under the ruins and walls, there are huge and deep pits. You can tell at a glance that it was smashed by Daluo Zhan Zun.

And among the ruins, many Hundred Flower Guards of the Linghua Sect were lying everywhere.

"It seems that later, Mrs. Miaoyu had to summon the army to share the pressure for her!"

Fang Ming walked to the center and saw a huge pit several feet in a radius. Daluo Zhan Zun was half squatting, right inside, holding a Fangtian painting halberd beside him, breathing heavily and his temples were scattered. Lady Miuyu was waiting for the battle.

"This Daluo War Lord actually has a cup of tea more than I expected!"

After seeing Fang Ming coming, Mrs. Miaoyu was filled with joy: "You are right! Wait... Where is Luo Zu?"

"Of course it's here!"

Fang Ming shook his hand and a blood-stained head rolled on the ground.

"You killed him! You actually killed him? Can you kill him?"

Mrs. Whisper's chest fluctuated violently, showing an uneasy mood.

She had also had a secret battle with Luo Zu before, but she was not sure about the outcome, but Fang Ming was able to kill Luo Zu. Does that mean... can she kill her at some point?

Mrs. Miaoyu knew that Luo Zu's previous record was just intentional to let go, and her real strength was earth-shaking, but she didn't know what expression she would look like.

"Yes, I'll kill him!"

A dead master, of course, was not placed on Fang Ming's heart. Before he came to Daluo War Lord, he stroked the other party's metal skin, but a look of surprise flashed across his face: "The mechanism behind this puppet is really terrible!"

"The Ban family's mechanism has always been famous. Even several dynasties ago, there was a saying that those who had won the world... It can be seen that the mechanisms passed down from their ancestors were really a terrifying weapon!"

Mrs. Wiaoyu slowly narrated: "I have read relevant classics, which record that the ancestor of the Ban family once made a wooden bird that could even fly for people without falling for three days and three nights! In comparison, such a puppet warrior is nothing at all... Wait, what are you doing?"

She was surprised to see that Fang Ming actually climbed onto the huge body of Daluo Zhan Zun and began to knock on and hit.

Zaza!

A sound of metal gears biting came, causing Mrs. Miaoyu's hair to stand up, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in her hand was about to sweep it out in a conditioned manner.

"Wait first!"

Fang Ming was not slow or anxious, and saw a secret door open behind Daluo Zhan Zun and he got out alone!

This is a dwarf who is only three feet tall, wearing a tight black suit. Unfortunately, he has already been bleeding from his seven orifices, and he has been shocked to death!

"It turns out that there is someone hidden in the statue! I don't know what material this puppet is made of, but it can even hide the spiritual power of the master?"

Mrs. Miaoyu's face curled up, and then she saw Fang Ming quickly plundering the dwarf's body.

"With such a skilled movement, how many people need to be killed and searched to practice..."

That skillful technique and the habit of not letting go of a single thing made Mrs. Miaoyu stand upright.

"What a pity... This person is the operator of this Daluo War Lord, and he must be deeply immersed in the puppet technique of the mechanism!"

Fang Ming glanced at Mrs. Miaoyu with infinite regret: "It's a pity that he is the best among the spoils of this battle..."

Mrs. Miaoyu's face also turned slightly red, and she looked at the Fang Tian Hua Ji in her hand depressedly.

When the fierce battle just now, she did not hold back at all. The inner energy on the painting halberd was erect and the illusion was transformed, and the shock was naturally indispensable.

But although these attacks were easily endured by Daluo Zhan Zun, the operators inside could not bear them and were actually shocked to death!

"I'm afraid it's not only that! Daluo Zhan Zun is a magic weapon of the Ban family, so how could he ignore the operator's protection?"

Mrs. Whisper murmured: "The puppet's speed slowed down just now, but it gave me an opportunity to take advantage of it. I'm afraid the power of this thing will be exhausted..."

She glanced at Fang Ming with great reluctance.

Naturally, I knew what benefits Fang Ming had gotten from the other party just now, but unfortunately the situation was stronger than that of others, so she couldn't do it.

Because the Luo Zu's head rolling on the ground was already showing what would happen if she annoyed Fang Ming!

Fang Ming glanced at Daluo Zhan Zun, and was extremely unwilling to accept it.

If this puppet is replaced with an energy core and finds a suitable operator, it will be able to compete with the master! Even transform into a battlefield killer! How valuable is it?

It also has a precious material, but it is extremely hard and can block the master's peeping.

What's more, if you learn the secret of the Ban family's mechanical puppets through research, you will make a lot of money.

Unfortunately... this thing is too heavy!

It is naturally extremely unrealistic to have Fang Ming carry it back to Kangzhou with a weight of at least a dozen tons.

The only one who can deal with it is the Linghua Sect, the local snake.

Fang Ming and Mrs. Miaoyu looked at each other and had reached a silent tacit understanding.

"Mr. Fang..." Mrs. Miaoyu's eyes fluttered, and she kept looking at the final weapon in front of her, and couldn't help but say, "If I have discovered this, I wonder if the two families can communicate with each other?"

She had just seen Fang Ming take something from the dwarf manipulator.

“This is natural!”

Fang Ming nodded, feeling much less depressed.

"The world is big and the goal is also big! Daluo Zhan Zun is the secret weapon of Prince Daqian, so how can he not be valued? In comparison, I can attack and retreat and defend... Let the Linghua Sect attract firepower on the surface!"

Fang Ming was very unkind and became the blame-shifter, and he had not even reminded Mrs. Whisper.

After all, if you tell her about Luo Zu, would you be so frustrated? The identity of the Demon Lord must be kept secret?

early morning.

The warm light of the rising sun shone down, and the surrounding mountains and forests seemed to have regained their vitality, which was in sharp contrast with the Shura Field with broken limbs and broken arms.

"Madam Whisper!"

Before Fang Mingzhuo was at the Daluo Zunshou Cult, he looked at Baihuawei who was cleaning the battlefield, but suddenly said.

"What's wrong with sir?"

Mrs. Miaoyu had already put down the Fang Tian Huaji, which had a serious inconsistent style, changed into a palace outfit, and closed the hair around her ears.

A woman's tenderness, mixed with her vibrant spirit, forms a unique temperament.

"After this matter is over, Mr. Fang finally failed the agreement and could go to the wilderness lightly without any trouble! He also had to worry about the witty words of Mrs. Su Su to say goodbye to me!"

“So urgent?”

Mrs. Miaoyu was stunned: "Sir, since you are going to the wilderness, why not go to Linghua Valley first? Our sect has a lot of transactions with the northern grassland every year, and the guide is ready-made... You have to go to see Su Su first, drink goodbye wine!"

Wonderful words looked at Fang Ming, who was in the realm of life and death. Although she didn't want to admit it, she also had an indescribable or unclear emotion in her heart.

"You can drink wine anywhere!"

Fang Ming smiled, but the firmness in his tone made Whisper feel it.

"When will you prepare to set out?"

"It's now!"

"Now?"

The witty remark was startled and immediately said, "I'll send you a sir!"

...

"I advise you to have a glass of wine, so you can go abroad without any friends!"

Two jade lions on the night were walking together, and the wife said solemnly.

"Mrs. He is heroic and cheerful, and he is heartbreaking. When Mr. Fang returns to the south, he will ask his wife to drink and discuss martial arts again. Even if he discusses the world, it will be a great pleasure in life!"

Fang Ming reached out to take it.

"Whenever sir arrives, I will wait for you!"

"I will send you thousands of miles away, and I will finally part. Let me see you again, Madam!"

Fang Ming rode his horse and whipped it, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a black dot in the sky.

"Tao is ruthless but has feelings, Tao is ruthless but has feelings... Susu... you are afraid..."

Mrs. Wiaoyu looked at the line connecting the ground and the blue sky, suddenly sighed, laughed at herself, turned her head and turned back.

...

"Mrs. Wonderful Madam... Interesting!"

Fang Ming let his mount walk freely, enjoying the sound of wind blew past his ears, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This witty lady reminded him of the Lord of the Divine Water Palace in the legendary world of Chu Liuxiang.

Both of these women have similarities, both have strong personalities, extremely powerful martial arts, and even have the same hobbies...

However, Mrs. Miaoyu is more bold than the Lord of the Shenshui Palace, Jellyfish Yin Ji, and is even less afraid of worldly slander.

"In addition to the slight differences in personality, the most important thing... I'm afraid it's the level of one's own force!"

Fang Ming has realized it.
To be continued...