Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Are you saying I brought it upon myself?" Fang He sneered, "Didn't you know when I did those things?

Jingtianzhuang has gradually become rich and powerful in recent years. Don’t you know the reason? It's not like he has benefited a lot from those corrupt transactions. "

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Zhao Ziyang didn't speak, just looked at him calmly without any expression.

"The sect has become stronger and the head of the academy has become rich. Now it's better. I'll take all the blame. You've come to clean up the sect in an upright manner." Fang He smiled miserably.

"I never said that I would let you collude with the Green Alliance." Zhao Ziyang said calmly.

"Haha" Fang He sneered, arguing that it was useless and said no more.

He threw the mother and daughter aside casually, and with a low roar, his muscles all over his body felt like an explosion, suddenly expanding in a circle, and the layers of hair rippled like waves, spreading and vibrating from the skin of his body.

In an instant, his height swelled to more than two meters, and he almost touched the roof of the house.

Now is the time to consider the consequences of bloodline alienation. If you don't fight hard, you will really die.

Bang! ! !

Fang He stepped hard, and under the blessing of huge power, his whole person turned into a shadow. The strong wind brought by his body directly rolled the furniture in the room into pieces.

"Xuanqing Lock"

Zhao Ziyang looked calm and stood calmly.

There was a golden brush in his hand, and he was slowly drawing something in the void.

His movement seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. When the last bit fell, the brush suddenly glowed with golden light.

laugh! ! !

Countless golden strokes are like ropes

The rope flew and landed on Fang He.

Fang He's huge ape body was instantly decelerated to a speed visible to the naked eye.

He roared repeatedly and tried to struggle against the restraints.

However, nothing works.

These slender golden strokes look weak, but are actually extremely tough and cannot be resisted by ordinary physical strength.

Zhao Ziyang kept moving, drawing one after another in mid-air.

A huge golden "lock" character slowly emerged, binding Fang He's limbs and torso.

Fang He's body, just one step away from Zhao Ziyang, was completely blocked and stagnant.

After the alienation of blood, all the strength in Fang He's body was completely transformed into the power of blood, so he was able to break the shackles in one fell swoop and achieve the level of blood awakening.

But it seems that the blood power he possesses is no match for Qinglong Zhao Ziyang.

"burst"

Zhao Ziyang looked at the motionless Fang He in front of him, opened his lips slightly, and uttered a word.

The golden word "Lock" instantly expanded and shot out, and the golden light directly enveloped the entire room.

Beams of light, like rays, shot straight from the cracks in the room in all directions.

Bang! ! ! ! !

After a loud noise, Fang He was like a rag doll, covered in blood, smashed through the wall and flew backwards.

He fell hard into the corner of the street outside, and then rolled into a garbage pile full of rotten vegetables and slop.

Ignoring the dirty smell and other things, he got up from the garbage pile, rushed into the deep alley, and fled into the distance.

Zhao Ziyang watched Fang He fleeing in silence.

It wasn't that he couldn't kill Fang He, but he just couldn't bear to contaminate the lives of his colleagues who had been with him for many years.

and

He looked around at the spies from various forces who had been following Fang He for a long time.

Fang He was so seriously injured that even if he didn't take action, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

Zhao Ziyang sighed, stopped caring, turned around and walked towards Jingtianzhuang.

His attack like this should be regarded as settling the grudge with Fang He. He will also have reason to respond to the next time the government army makes things difficult for him.

Fang He ran wildly, along the alley, towards a remote and quiet place.

The body was covered in blood and stained with a large amount of dust and gravel, and the fur on many parts of the body began to show signs of fading.

Zhao Ziyang almost broke his blood with this move, causing irreversible fatal injuries.

He really didn't expect that at this last moment, Zhao Ziyang, who usually ignored things, would actually take action against him.

And as soon as he takes action, it is a thunderous blow, showing no mercy.

Pity him and the all-powerful one, it looks like they are going to end up in this garbage heap.

Fang He laughed at himself.

Bang

He was in a trance, his feet slipped, and he stumbled into the walls on both sides of the alley.

Huhu

Fang He gasped for air and touched the blood flowing from his forehead, which was a little sticky.

His face was covered with mud and blood scabs, his disheveled hair was covered with vegetable leaf peels, and he was in tatters.

The sight in front of him was also obscured by blood and was a little blurry.

The injury was so serious that he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Tread

Suddenly he heard a faint sound of footsteps approaching.

Fang He tried his best to open his eyes and heard the sound.

The man was tall, wearing gray and white clothes, revealing an angular face, a straight nose, and a pair of

Even his sharp and steady eyes and wide robes could not hide the explosive muscles on his body.

"You Han Yi" Fang He recognized the identity of the person.

"Master Fang?! Why are you here?" Han Yi sounded surprised and stopped a few feet away from Fang He.

At this time, Fang He's appearance had returned to normal.

The body that swelled and enlarged shrank and shriveled, revealing layers of skin that had become loose due to rapid changes.

"Help me and I will make you a direct disciple and the head of Yangzhiyuan." Fang He struggled to straighten up so that he did not look so embarrassed.

"Head of Yangzhiyuan?" Han Yi looked surprised.

Taking charge of a branch and becoming the head of the branch is the ultimate goal of most inner disciples of Jingtian Village.

If you cultivate it well and with all your strength, and give it your all, everything seems to be at your fingertips.

"Yes, none of my son's disciples are here now. If you help me, I will definitely give you my life's accumulation."

I also have several high-quality exotic species, a ten-acre high-quality meat field, and hundreds of thousands of gold tickets, all in a hidden manor in the suburbs."

Fang He breathed heavily, with hope on his face.

"High-quality alien species, meat field" Han Yi's expression was moved.

He has just experienced a depletion of energy and blood, and what he needs most is this high-quality animal meat to nourish himself and make up for his own consumption.

However, the output of high-quality animal meat is small and the stock is not large. It is firmly controlled by the top leaders of the major forces. Even if there is excess, it will not be sold on the market.

"Yes, from now on you will be our only successor. Come and help me first."

I got up and found a hiding place. There are so many people here, it's hard to talk. "Fang He pleaded.