As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Half an hour later, Fang Han had already led the Silver Moon Demon Wolf and four demonic beasts around half of Black Cloud City. Wherever Fang Han passed, everything he saw was destroyed beyond recognition by the magical powers of the four demonic beasts.

"Next it's Heishuifang City's turn!"

Seeing that half of Black Cloud City was destroyed into ruins by the four demonic beasts of Silver Moon Demon Wolf, Fang Han smiled and immediately used his movement skills to dodge away in the direction of Heishui Fang City.

As Fang Han entered Heishuifang City, the second-level low-grade Blackwater Formation in Heishuifang City was instantly activated.

The Silver Moon Demon Wolf and the three black-feathered crows, who were slower, were directly isolated from Fang City by the black water formation.

"Roar!"

The Silver Moon Demon Wolf looked at Fang Han, who was only separated from him by a layer of light curtain, roared, and then raised his wolf claws weighing thousands of kilograms to slap the black water formation.

With the slap of the Silver Moon Demonic Wolf, the Black Water Formation, which was only a second-level low-grade formation, suddenly shook violently.

"After recording all this, you're done. You can return to the Yin Demon Sect for business."

I don't know when, Fang Han had already piloted the Zhuyun Boat to fly over Heishuifang City. He turned his wrist and suddenly a dark blue bead appeared.

This dark blue bead is an image bead, which has the effect of recording images. The images recorded with it can be preserved for hundreds of years.

As Fang Han's thoughts moved, the photo bead that was lying quietly in his palm suddenly lit up with a blue light.

Seeing that the Shadow Bead had been activated, Fang Han aimed the bead below and violently attacked the Silver Moon Demon Wolf in the Black Water Formation.

Thirty breaths later, Fang Han recorded the image of the Silver Moon Demonic Wolf and the Black Feather Crow attacking the Black Water Formation, and then he drove the Cloud Chasing Boat back to the garrison with satisfaction.

"The Blackwater Formation can hold on to half a stick of incense at most. Now that things are over in Blackwater City, it's time to return to the Yin Demon Sect."

Fang Han stepped off Zhuyunzhou and came to the reception hall of the garrison, and then spread his spiritual consciousness.

He sent a spiritual message to He Shuyue and the stationed disciples, then closed his eyes and began to wait quietly on the main seat of the reception hall.

After a while, He Shuyue and the other five disciples, as well as the disciples stationed in Heishuifang City, all arrived at the reception hall.

When Fang Han saw that everyone had arrived, he directly ordered the disciples stationed below him without any doubt:

"You, my nephews, have given me the order to return to Yin Mo Sect immediately!"

Just giving them a cold command, Fang Han walked up to He Shuyue and the others:

"let's go!"

After hearing this, He Shuyue and the other five people followed Fang Han one after another and followed him out of the reception hall without saying a word.

"What should we do? There are four big monsters attacking the Blackwater Formation outside Heishuifang City.

If you leave Heishuifang City now, you may die faster without the protection of the formation. "

Among the garrisoned disciples, there was a middle-aged man with a goatee who looked very ugly looking at the crumbling black water formation.

"According to what Uncle Fang said, we will leave Heishuifang City immediately. While the big demon is still attacking the formation, we may still have a chance to escape from here.

If we hesitate, we will definitely die when the big demon breaks through the formation in Heishuifang City. "

A somewhat handsome-looking Qi Refining Perfection disciple casually glanced at the middle-aged man with a goatee who had just opened his mouth, then looked at the people in the hall and spoke calmly.

These garrisoned disciples had no idea that the four big monsters that were working hard to attack the Blackwater Formation were the work of Fang Han.

"Yes, yes, senior brother Qian is right!"

When all the disciples heard what Senior Brother Qian said, they seemed to have found a backbone, and they all echoed.

"If you want to leave, follow me!"

There was a faint smile on Senior Brother Qian's face, and he felt very satisfied when he saw so many people echoing his words:

"It's best if you all escape with me. If the big demon targets you, you will be the best shield."

As Senior Brother Qian finished speaking, almost all the garrisoned disciples stood behind him. Only three Qi Refining Consummation disciples were indifferent.

"Brother Mu, Brother Tian, ​​and Brother Yu, don't you three plan to go with us?"

Senior Brother Qian looked at him with surprise and asked the three Qi Refining Dzogchen disciples.

"Money comes with gold. Don't think I don't know what plans you have in mind."

The consummate disciple of Qi Refining, whom Qian Youjin called Brother Yu, let out a cold snort, and then walked out of the hall with the other two consummate disciples of Qi Refining.

On the Zhuyun Boat, Fang Han looked at the increasingly blurry scene of Heishui Fang below with a smile on his lips.

At this moment, Niu Wuli, who was next to him, finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and asked him respectfully:

"Uncle Fang, why don't you take the garrisoned disciples away from Heishuifang City as well, so that you can have a group of subordinates loyal to you in the Yin Demon Sect."

"Master Nephew Niu! Only those who have survived the true trials of life and death can truly grow.

This can be regarded as a test given to them by my uncle. If they can't pass this level, what qualifications do they have to join my army? "

Fang Han stretched out his hand to grab it from the void, and a lark that was still three hundred meters away was easily caught in his palm.

With a little force on his fingertips, the lark, which was still struggling desperately, kicked off its legs and became breathless.

"Uncle Fang has great foresight, and my nephew has learned from it!"

Niu Wuli looked at the lark being strangled to death by Fang Han and his pupils shrank suddenly. What he was afraid of was not that the lark was strangled to death by Fang Han, but that Fang Han did not take the life and death of his subordinates seriously.

"Nephew Niu, don't worry that you are different from them."

Fang Han patted Niu Wuli's shoulder and said sincerely.

Heishuifang City is only a few thousand miles away from the Yin Mo Sect. With Zhuyunzhou's speed, it only takes two days to reach the mountain gate of the Yin Mo Sect.

After chatting with Niu Wuli for a few more words, Fang Han turned around and entered the Ziling Bamboo House, enjoying the service of the three women in turn.

Two days passed by in a flash. On this day, a white stream of light streaked across the Yinmo Mountains. When the white stream of light flew to a place covering hundreds of miles in radius, it gradually stopped in front of the dark red light curtain.

After the white stream of light stopped, a silver-white spiritual boat about five to six feet long appeared from it. This spiritual boat was clearly Fang Han's Zhuyun Boat.

In the Zhuyunzhou Ziling Bamboo House, Fang Han pushed away Shen Qiaoyue who was clinging to him like an octopus.

Then a golden light flashed in his hand, and a token engraved with blood-colored clouds appeared.

As soon as the token appeared, Fang Han directly sacrificed it outside the house.

The token sacrificed by Fang Han instantly merged into the dark red light curtain. After only three breaths, the dark red light curtain opened a passage in front of the Zhuyun Boat for only the spirit boat to pass through.

At the same time, the token merged into the dark red light screen and flew back into Fang Han's palm.

Fang Han put the Blood Pill Hall Deacon token back into his storage bag and steered the Zhuyun Boat into the passage.

Zhuyunzhou passed through the passage and entered the Yin Mo Sect, just as he passed the mountain peak where the inner disciples lived.

Niu Wuli carefully came to the Ziling Bamboo House and said respectfully into the house:

"Master and nephew will get off the spirit boat here. Please ask Uncle Fang to hover the spirit boat."