Traveling through Fangzheng, with only five half-yuan stones on hand

Fang Zheng stretched out his fingers to absorb the dream, and secretly thanked himself for hiding a trick.

The dream Dao trace is like the external dream that can dissolve and devour the fairy Gu house. Dissolving and devouring is also one of the characteristics of this kind of Dao trace, and even the virtual Gu worm cannot avoid it.

Fang Zheng's fingertips circled the dream along his abdomen, and the dream in his hand spliced ​​his body together like glue, and began to entangle with the golden Dao traces remaining on his body.

This kind of pain is unbearable, just like every inch of new and tender flesh is being bitten and cut by a knife without the protection of the outer skin.

But Fang Zheng didn't have time to care about this. The night-like scene in the dream suddenly changed.

The towers towered into the sky, solemn and majestic. The golden bricks were closely arranged, and the green tiles covered them like emeralds, layered and staggered. Every brick and stone of this tower carried the sedimentation of a long time, giving people an ancient atmosphere.

From a distance, these towers look like a majestic monument, witnessing the changes of the times and the succession of heroes. When you get closer, you can see the traces of history standing here for millions of years without decay.

In the tower, the immortals gathered around a huge transparent fruit in the center, which was like a mountain. It was shaped like a gourd. The core of the translucent fruit was like a human body and gradually condensed into shape.

Next to this huge fruit, a beautiful woman had flying black hair, and there seemed to be stars flowing in her hair. There was starlight in her eyes, and her cold eyes were filled with a hint of joy and expectation.

Other immortals were also like this, with more vivid emotions, joy and expectation in their eyes. Some even wanted to exclaim, but they knew how serious this was and covered their mouths.

"Is this a Qigong fruit?"

Fang Zheng felt empty in his heart, and his eyes swept over the immortals, his eyes locked on one person.

Fairy Bai Qing, the mother of Feng Jinhuang.

As the former fairy of Lingyuanzhai, the seventh-turn Gu fairy, her position was only after the Tianting Gu fairy and the eighth-turn Gu fairy of the ten ancient sects.

Fang Zheng wanted to mobilize the Gu worm but found that he couldn't use it at all. He walked through the crowded crowd and came to Fairy Bai Qing.

The next moment.

Qigong fruit.

Exploded.

Fairy Bai Qing.

Died.

Fairy Bai Qing who treated him as her own son.

Died.

Fairy Bai Qing who was like a teacher and a mother to him.

Died.

Fairy Bai Qing who taught him etiquette, how to behave and treat people, and entrusted all her life experience and interpersonal relationships to him without reservation.

Died.

She was just like her name, like the sun hanging in the sunny sky in winter.

Pure but not dazzling, distant but warm.

Shining on everyone around her.

But she died.

Died right in front of Fang Zheng.

Under the sweep of countless Qi Dao marks, she died particularly ugly, with blood and flesh separated from the body and mixed with crushed bones, forming a piece of meat paste.

Fang Zheng stared at the scene. He could not touch anything in the scene, but he felt the blood of Fairy Bai Qing splashing on his face. The warm blood dripping from Fang Zheng's face was like the feeling of her caressing his face when she was alive.

Fang Zheng felt his heartbeat stop, his body was cold and his lips could not stop trembling.

Nothing in the world could stimulate him more than the current situation.

Even though he had seen Gu Yueya's death and Gu Yue's only letter, he was not around at the most critical moment and did not see it with his own eyes.

And this was the first time he saw his relatives turn from a living person into a pile of meat paste.

He saw it but was powerless to stop it, and he knew clearly that if he did not do something, this would inevitably happen in the future.

"You should not die!"

He looked at the chaotic scene around him, and suddenly saw the three venerables below coming fiercely.

One of them was a giant beast with a dark body and a cold blue fire shadow, which seemed to be full of murderous intent if he looked at it for a second longer.

Then there was a "fairy" with a better appearance.

The last one was a man with golden pupils.

Part of the dream dissipated and one of the people overlapped with the scene in front of him.

The man with golden eyes was the Juyang Immortal Venerable.

"You really deserve to die."

Fang Zheng looked at the Juyang Will who had broken free from the dream, and he didn't know how long he had been crying.

The situation at the moment was not good for him.

At this time, the Wangting Fudi Changshengtian had awakened

the Four Wastelands.

The Eight Extremes.

And the Dog Tail Life-Sustaining Marten gathered beside the Juyang Will.

It seemed that in order to pull the Juyang Will out of the dream of stealing the sky, they and the Juyang Will worked together inside and outside.

Two of them knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to pay homage to the Juyang Will.

"The Northern Wasteland Immortal Niu Mo/Northern Wasteland Immortal Hua Zi pay homage to the master."

Behind him, six people knelt down and said in unison, "Pay homage to the master, please forgive me for being late to save you."

The Juyang Will nodded slightly and raised one hand lightly, and an invisible force lifted up the group of immortals.

And they brought Juyang Yi what Juyang Yi lacked the most.

Immortal Gu.

And the dog-tailed life-extending mink Mao Liqiu directly jumped into Juyang Yi's arms and wagged its tail and said coquettishly

"Master."

Juyang Yi also smiled happily and asked Mao Liqiu to learn to bark like a dog.

Unlike the happy atmosphere on the Changshengtian side, Fang Zheng on the other side was alone looking at the group of immortals in the sky.

He knew that the other party was very strong, and even Juyang Yi could crush him to death just by being a little serious, just like crushing an ant.

But he had only one thought in his mind.

Kill them all.

Of course, the only thing that made Fang Zheng feel a little fortunate was that.

The relocation of Hudi had been completed

And the Southern Wasteland Immortal died recently, the Western Wasteland Immortal (Bingsaichuan) and the Eastern Wasteland Immortal have not yet awakened, Lu Tonglan and Jiao Huo have been captured

Now is the most difficult time for Changshengtian.

The happy immortals directly ignored Fang Zheng who came out of the external dream. They had absolute trust in the strength of their master.

The next moment, a golden light flashed, and the fat Tianjizi Gai's head flew out of his neck and blood splattered.

And the golden light shot by Juyang Will was dodged by Fang Zheng who had the earth.

"Tianjizi is dead? How is it possible."

The immortals in Changshengtian were shocked. They didn't think that there would be someone who dared to kill their people in front of Juyang's ancestors.

"Does Xuanjizi have any clues?"

The list of Xuanji's descendants looked sad. After rescuing Juyang Will, they felt it was difficult to look at the dream where Fang Zheng was hiding.

So they set up a Gu array nearby. Once Fang Zheng left the dream, he would be bound and tracked by the Gu array once he took action.

With two preparednesses, they naturally felt that they could face Fang Zheng's attack calmly.

But the situation just now was obviously beyond the expectations of the immortals. Fang Zheng took action.

And in an instant, he took the life of a rank seven Gu Immortal, and the Gu formation did not even show the effect of binding or even marking and tracking.

Mao Liqiu shouted angrily

"You little brat, if you want to die, I don't mind helping you!"

He bared his teeth and blew his nose, sniffing hard to find the disappeared Fang Zheng.