God of Life and Death

When night falls, something strange will always happen.

The wind roared, and the hanging person oozes.

According to common sense, Fang Yue's physical body was a hundred tribulations, full of vitality, like a small sun, it was impossible to feel the cold feeling.

However, in this barren forest.

Whenever the yin wind passed by, he would feel cold in his hands and feet, and even the blood circulation was a bit stagnant and stiff.

This goes against common sense and goes beyond Fang Yue's cognition.

Sometimes, Fang Yue's gaze will be out of focus, and he will see some incredible scenes.

Such as the corner of the shocking battle.

The moon was ruined and the stars were sinking. Under the slap of a big hand, the sky burst and the sun fell.

Or maybe there is a huge corpse crawling out of the tomb and standing between heaven and earth. He is a hundred feet tall, has a pair of tiger eyes, looks at all directions.

There are tens of thousands of people who kill and kill, line up, and the faces of different ethnic groups gather into a sea of ​​killing!

But every time Fang Yue fixed his eyes, those sights would disappear.

Everything returned to peace without any vision.

Fang Yue suspected that this was an ancient battlefield, with halberds and sand sinking into the ground, and some ancient war equipments were left on this land. Some weapons of the past have been unearthed and have become the treasures of people's pursuit.

The cold wind is the ghost of the past. Turn this into a dark path!

Fang Yue avoided other explorers and walked alone. Now, his identity is extremely sensitive.

More than one wave of people followed and hunted him secretly, and many big powers made good on him and bought elixir, but secretly made two-handed preparations.

If there is a suitable opportunity, they don't mind killing people and winning treasures.

The few Danfangs in Fang Yue's hands are extremely precious and heart-pounding.

In fact, Fang Yue wanted to say that even if these pill prescriptions fell into their hands, they would not be able to copy and refine the original pill.

In this process, there must be the cooperation of small iron.

Otherwise, even if they have a pill in their hands, it is just a piece of waste paper.

Going deep into the barren woods, Fang Yue encountered a village that was very dilapidated, with only three or five families.

On the low fence, all were tooth marks and scratches left by beasts.

A thin boy with a dark complexion and only bright eyes stood at the entrance of the village, biting his fingers, and looking at Fang Yue timidly. He has a row of rat-like sharp teeth, biting his fingertips.

On this little boy, Fang Yue saw a very strong breath.

In his hand, the saint's eyeball shone slightly. A sharp eye fell on the little boy.

Fang Yue’s divine sense attached to his eyeballs told Fang Yue that the little boy was a bone evolution, and this bone was a human mouse head.

Fang Yue turned and left without saying a word.

The hairs on his body burst and he left immediately.

After walking for dozens of miles, looking behind him, the little boy did not follow. At this time, Fang Yue's emotions were only slightly calmed down.

The little boy has a big problem. It's not as simple as a corpse fraud.

It is possible that he was born extremely dead and became a yin person.

This kind of yin person is somewhere between life and death. It's weird, born with a strong curse.

Being stared at by him, even if it is a saint, has a headache.

The origin of this barren forest is probably a thousand times more terrifying than the ancient battlefield. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a special existence like the Yin person to brew.

"There may be more than one yin person here. There are three or five households. Could it be said that the whole village is such a yin person? It's amazing! The yin person is born and the world is in chaos. There will be big problems in this barren forest! "

Fang Yue whispered to himself.

The next moment, his heart stopped beating suddenly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked around. Martial arts masters, foresee bad luck. Once a disaster strikes, there will be a whim.

Could it be that the yin person came after him?

Fang Yue guessed in his mind.

Sha Sha's footsteps came from all sides.

A group of human figures appeared around Fang Yue. He glanced roughly and found that these people's faces were grim, and the corners of their mouths were filled with mocking smiles.

All of these people have iron armor and silver helmets, and a thin layer of murderous aura surrounds them.

The long knife is sheathed and hung from the waist. Look at the costumes and dress up, they must all be battle-tested veterans! On their left chest, the word "Ziwei" was engraved in the dark.

The identities of these people are already obvious.

Ziwei Sect was once powerful. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was a supreme sect in the world.

But ten thousand years ago, they were exhausted in a catastrophe, and the saints fell to death, leaving only three or five statues. Since then, Ziwei Sect has gradually declined and has become a second-rate sect among the human race. Attached to the Taiyi Sword Sect, never once again ZTE and rise!

Fang Yue and Taiyi Sword Sect had an antagonism, and the Ziwei Sect appeared, their purpose couldn't be more obvious.

There are more than twenty masters in this team of Ziwei. Everyone is a master in the rotation realm, they are ready to kill the opponent with one blow, without leaving a living! Therefore, it is such a strong lineup in one shot!

"Fang Yue, catch it with no one's hands, I might still let you survive! If you dare to resist, we don't mind beheading you, stripping the soul, and dedicating it to Taiyi Sword Sect!"

A master of Ziwei Cult opened his mouth, and his gaze at Fang Yue was full of contempt!

The Xiantian Realm seemed to him like an ant on the side of the road, and he was a dragon lying on a mountain stream, and the life levels of the two were no longer on the same level.

They shot the chicken with a slaughter knife, and facing Fang Yue, it was a crushing advantage!

Fang Yue turned around and left without saying anything! His figure flickered, a teleport, and the next moment he appeared hundreds of meters away!

Such a lineup dealt with him. To tell the truth, Fang Yue was really flattered. He had already greeted the eighteenth-generation women of the high-level ancestor of the Ziwei Sect in his heart!

This is too exaggerated. He is just a small innate, and he actually sent a vote of rotation masters to besiege!

This is if you don't achieve the goal, you will never give up!

Fang Yue ran away with his feet, leaving behind the dust all the way!

The rotation masters of Ziwei Sect shouted: "Chasing!"

Each displayed his magical powers and chased after Fang Yue's ass.

Someone shrank into an inch, taking one step. There are people close to the world, and a figure crosses a mountain.

Fang Yue's ability to escape is not weak, the phantom of the Golden Wing Roc emerged, his wings flapped, and the wind and thunder rolled! He soared three thousand miles, which also represented the extreme speed of the world.

The masters of the Ziwei Cult looked at each other and didn't mean to let Fang Yue go.

They joined forces to seal off space.

Refining Fang Yue's thousands of miles into an independent world! At the same time, a thousand black stones burst out of the sky. Suppress in different directions. This is the crystallization of space. It is a rare and precious resource. Only when the plane is shattered and the space is destroyed, can it be born. If you use the way of understanding the space

The refining of the walker can let the physical body incorporate spatial elements, and evolve into a spatial spirit body that is more compatible with the surrounding space.

There are few practitioners of the space heaven, and the crystal of space is equally precious!

Most of the spatial crystals have not been refined by the practitioners of the spatial heavenly path, but have become a special formation to block the space and make it more stable and difficult to be torn!

Rao is Fang Yue who has a deep understanding of space and heaven. Also trapped in this world of thousands of miles.

This time, the Ziwei Sect, apparently came prepared, and vowed not to stop until the goal was reached!

Fang Yue did not hesitate, waved his wings again, and dived in one direction suddenly.

The ziwei cultivators behind him were not anxious to chase after Shang Yue, but all laughed, with joking expressions in their eyes.

In their eyes, Fang Yue is already a turtle in the urn, and there is no more vitality! Rather than slap him to death, it is better to tease him and then slowly torture him to death!

The people of the crape myrtle cult gathered together, one by one with bad intentions. Each of them is a strong person in the rotation realm. Even if Fang Yue had a back player, he could compete against one or two of them. It won't help in the end.

Fang Yue's footsteps hesitated a bit, his gaze did not fall on the more than twenty chasers in the rotation realm.

He was hesitating whether to walk into the village behind.

The black and thin little boy still looked at the entrance of the village with a dull look in his eyes.

Fang Yue approached and felt the yin atmosphere in this village was amazing! If his inference is correct, there is definitely more than one yin in it.

According to ancient records, the yin man’s methods are shocking the sky, but he survives the gap between the rules of yin and yang. To live extremely dead, represents an unimaginable great fortune.

Those who can have this kind of good fortune are the supreme existence in their lifetime!

"Fang Yue, kneel down to die, hand over the wealth and treasures on him, and obediently follow us back to Taiyi Sword Sect to admit our mistakes."

A strong man in the rotation realm sneered gloomily. In his eyes, this Fang Yue was already the fish on the chopping board, he could be slaughtered! "Ziweijiao, don’t regret it! Taiyi Sword Sect is famous all over the world. I can do nothing, but what is your Ziweijiao? Although the ancestors used to be wide, they are still shabby now! When I free my hands, I will definitely kill you Ziwei teaches to kill a chicken and dog! At least the younger generation,

Don't even think about living! "

Fang Yue gritted his teeth, what he hates most is such minions and slave dogs!

They look majestic and majestic, but in fact, they are extremely pitiful!

Seeing those icy figures gathered around.

Fang Yue knew that he had no choice!

After turning around, Fang Yue fled into the village, his breath suddenly changed, his whole body was deadly, he didn't look like a living person at all!

"Catch me!"

The Lagerstroemia cultivators approached.

Like a torrent, sweeping the dust night.

They are full of blood, like the ocean! The turbulence is like a tide, rolling the wasteland!

The iron hoof fell, and the mountain shook. The birds in the forest startled, flapped their wings, and flew in different directions!

They are unscrupulous. This is just a barren forest, although there was a danger. But their team has more than 20 people, fearless and fearless!

The black and thin boy guarding the entrance of the village, Fang Yue turned a blind eye, because Fang Yue had a strong life-saving spirit, and he regarded him as a kind that has not yet completely transformed.

And what's in these people?

Strong blood rushing into the sky.

For him, this is a fatal temptation, and it is the most precious medicine in the evolutionary process!

The black and thin man walked to the entrance of the village mechanically and numbly. Raise a pair of godless and hollow eyes.

There was a vague sound in his throat.

"Food... great medicine... delicious..."

He is a little confused. There are long gaps and pauses between every word! Those crape myrtle cultists did not see any clues, in their eyes, this was a little boy in the wilderness.