God of Life and Death

"What an immortal religious sect, so cruel to its own people!"

Fang Yue couldn't help but sigh when he saw Huantian's death.

Huan Tianren's cultivation is not weak.

If placed in the underworld universe, he would be considered a good player. His bloodline has been transformed, surpassing hundreds of millions of living beings, he has practiced peerless skills, and has mastered the three realms of true martial arts.

Even in an era when geniuses were born, he was still considered a genius.

Such people generally cherish their lives. I didn't expect that he would be so decisive and straightforward when committing suicide.

"Is Master Huan Tian really dead?"

The one-armed old man rubbed his eyes with a surprised expression, feeling that what was happening in front of him was a bit unbelievable.

Huantian Ren was one of the main forces chasing them.

Countless Fang family disciples died in his hands.

In the eyes of the one-armed old man, Huan Tianren, who possesses spiritual fairyland level combat power, is an insurmountable mountain.

When Huan Tianren appeared, the one-armed old man had already made plans to die together.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yue could easily force the other party to commit suicide.

"Fang Yue, Fang Yue, could it be that you are the one who appeared in the Xuanhuang world more than a thousand years ago, and then broke through the world barrier and went to other worlds?"

The one-armed old man seemed to have remembered something and said with surprise in his tone.

Fang Yue touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed when he saw the admiring and respectful eyes of the one-armed old man.

"If you say yes, then yes! But actually, I'm not as powerful as you say!"

"But it's useless for you to come back. This Huantian is just a minion of the Immortal God Religion. He is even just a middle-level member of the Immortal God Religion. There are countless powerful people in the Immortal God Religion above him! You killed him It is impossible to destroy the entire Huantian Divine Cult after killing Huan Tianren. When the Immortal Cult comes back to its senses and knows that you have killed Huan Tianren, they will definitely mobilize their troops and kill again. By then, our Fang family will still be unable to escape. The end of destruction!”

The one-armed old man is very pessimistic.

He was really scared to death by the Immortal God.

The Fang family was killed and fell from the position of one of the top powers in the Xuanhuang world.

All kinds of trump cards were used, but they could not withstand the power of the Immortal God Religion.

"Don't worry! Now that I'm back, the Huantian God Sect won't be able to do anything! You are injured and are not suitable to guard the gate. I will send others to guard the gate. You can just take good care of your injuries!"

To this one-armed old man.

Fang Yue respected him very much.

Although his cultivation level is not strong, Fang Jia's heart is full of Akagi.

Just now, he knew clearly that he was no match for Huan Tianren, but he still wanted to use the method of disintegrating the demon to stop the opponent's progress.

Just by virtue of this.

Fang Yue would not treat him badly.

"No, if I leave, who can protect this house? You don't know. This Huantian God Sect is eyeing our Fang family and sends all kinds of minions to test it. If you don't have the cultivation level of Tiangang Realm, it will be difficult to be alert in advance. Anticipate the coming danger!”

The one-armed old man insisted.

"My limbs are no longer intact. I suffered an injury. It is difficult to recover. There is no hope of breakthrough in the future. Why not let me burn my remaining body to make my final contribution to the Fang family and shine!"

The one-armed old man insisted.

He looked at Fang Yue very persistently.

When Fang Yue heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"From the frontier battlefield, when the disciples of the Fang family took off their weapons and died together with monsters in their arms, to you, who has become stronger and stronger as you grow older, guarding the Fang family, the spirit of the Fang family is truly admirable!"

Fang Yue couldn't help but give the old man a thumbs up.

"However, let's leave it to them to protect the Fang family!"

Fang Yue raised his hand and summoned thirteen zombies, one of which was a true immortal, and the other twelve were all at the peak of virtual immortals. Their auras merged into one, condensing into a battle formation, which could kill people beyond the level of the spirit fairy realm. The strong contend!

See these zombies.

The one-armed old man couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Such a powerful lineup? Where did you defeat so many powerful zombies?"

"You don't need to take care of me now. If these zombies are not enough, I can summon ten times, a hundred times, such an army of zombies. If anyone wants to touch even a hair of the Fang family in the future, they must start from these." Step over the zombie’s body!”

Fang Yue said sonorously and forcefully.

The one-armed old man was silent.

He finally realized how strong Fang Yue was.

His magical powers are vast and far beyond his own understanding.

"This elixir can restore your physical body and make your physical body reach a new level!"

Fang Yue took out another elixir. The elixir was golden and exuded a noble luster.

When the one-armed old man saw this elixir, he felt like he was bathing in the sun and felt warm all over.

"What kind of elixir is this? Why is it so magical? Even if I don't take it but just get a little closer, I can feel the magical effect of this elixir!"

The one-armed old man said in surprise.

"This is a healing pill, a pill at the level of the Great Saint. After you take it, the injuries will dissipate and the broken limbs can be regenerated! The blood essence and blood lost in the body can also be replenished!"

Fang Yue said with a smile.

If the one-armed old man hadn't been injured for too long and couldn't be replenished, Fang Yue might have given him a pill at the level of the Void Immortal Realm to take his cultivation to a higher level.

He had so many low-level elixirs in his hands that even Xiao Tie disliked the low-quality elixirs and was too lazy to refine them.

He dug it out from the bottom of his storage bag, and got the elixir from someone who had committed murder.

The one-armed old man was stunned, his eyes shining with hope.

But he quickly declined and said: "No, no! I'm old and I'm not worthy of such a precious elixir. You should leave the elixir to others!"

The one-armed old man said.

He is a practitioner of the older generation who has come out of hard times. He knows how to be frugal and make the best use of everything. His cultivation level is average and not worth wasting such a precious pill.

When Fang Yue heard this, his nose felt a little sore.

This one-armed old man from the Fang family is too sensible.

"You can keep this elixir, I have many more! In addition to this elixir, I have prepared twenty origin elixirs for you to keep for you to use in your future practice!"

Fang Yue took out twenty more Origin Pills. These pills, as cultivation materials, can definitely elevate the one-armed old man to the level of the Virtual Immortal Realm after he recovers his cultivation!

As for how to take the next road, it depends on his own destiny.

After all, everyone has their own destiny, and it is not easy for Fang Yue to interfere for too long.

"In that case, I will accept these pills!"

The one-armed old man hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the elixir.

He glanced at the zombies at the virtual fairyland and true fairyland levels, and realized in his heart that his extremely precious elixir might really be nothing in the eyes of others.

After he refined these elixirs, his cultivation level could reach a higher level. In the future, when the Immortal God Sect came to kill him again, he would also have the ability to protect the disciples of the Fang family.

"How are the disciples of the Fang family in this mansion now? I feel that although it is a large area, it is filled with gloomy energy and is not a good place!"

Fang Yue looked at the house behind the one-armed old man. He couldn't help but express his doubts.

This house is very big, but the feng shui is not very good.

Even before entering the door, a cold air hit my face.

"This is a famous forbidden place in the Xuanhuang World, called the House of Hundred Ghosts! There are one hundred and eight tablets in the house! A powerful evil ghost sleeps in each tablet! No matter who it is, as long as Entering this house, the energy and blood in the body will be consumed crazily and become the food of these evil spirits! But when we need protection, these evil ghosts will also appear and devour the enemy, leaving us undisturbed!"

The one-armed old man said.

When Fang Yue heard this, he couldn't help showing a surprised look.

"This is a haunted house. Wouldn't the disciples of the Fang family become weaker and weaker living in such a place?"

"The Fang family is now facing a desperate situation. Even though we know that living in this hundred-ghost house will pay a huge price, what can we do?"

The one-armed old man said with some despair.

"Without the protection of the Hundred Ghost Mansion, our army might have been wiped out by now. And in order to protect the younger generation of disciples, we discussed with the Hundred Ghost Mansion. Let's first use the older generation to strong Sacrifice the person's Qi and blood to protect the young disciple, and he can continue to practice without being affected! Although the Huan Tianren you just killed has died, the Qi and blood in his body will still be sacrificed. , which can at least supply the consumption of the Hundred Ghosts in the Hundred Ghosts House for half a month!”

The one-armed old man said.

"Use the blood of the older generation in exchange for the growth of the younger generation."

When Fang Yue heard this, he couldn't help but feel even more sad. What kind of hard life has the Fang family in this black and yellow world lived in these years?

Not only was he forced to live in a haunted house by the Huantian Divine Sect, but he actually had to have the older generation of practitioners sacrifice their own energy and blood in order for the Fang family to survive forever!

"It's okay, I'll come and the Fang family's suffering will disappear!"

Fang Yue felt a little sad.

At this time, a middle-aged man from the Fang family who was at the Tiangang level walked out of the house.

He clearly looks like a middle-aged man. He is not very old, and his bone age is only three to five hundred years old. However, the energy and blood in his body are weak, white hair has grown on his temples, and there are a lot of crow's feet in the corners of his eyes!

Fang Yue couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the appearance of this middle-aged man.

This should be caused by excessive consumption of Qi and blood.

"Fang Qianshan, where are you going?"

The one-armed old man saw the middle-aged man from the Fang family going out and couldn't help asking.

"Ahem, the Qi and Blood Pills in the family are no longer enough. I have to find a way to purchase some more after I go out."

That kind of middle-aged man said.

"You're crazy. There are people arresting me on vacation everywhere now. Once your whereabouts are exposed, you will be arrested immediately! You will not be able to survive or die after being tortured! Besides, our Fang family has no resources in our hands. I exchanged Qi and Blood Pills with others. What did you use to buy the pills?"

The one-armed old man yelled angrily.

The middle-aged man smiled miserably: "It doesn't matter. I have already reached an agreement with Wang Wu from Jinyu Pavilion. We will meet in secret to ensure that no one else will find out. Jinyu Pavilion is very interested in my self-created Golden Dragon Twelve Sanshou. They I am willing to exchange a hundred pieces of Qi and Blood Pills at the Earth Evil Realm level for my Golden Dragon Twelve Sanshou!"

While the middle-aged man Fang Qianshan was speaking, a dark look flashed in his eyes. I don’t know when this kind of day will end. (End of chapter)