Gods, Demons and Emperors

Fang Chen smiled bitterly, he didn't know.

If it weren't for this opportunity, he didn't know how long it would take to open so many Taoist orifices.

"However, there are countless great opportunities on the top of Qitian Continent. You may be able to find more opportunities when you reach the top."

"Climbing to the top?"

Fang Chen longed for it, and he must set foot on that top realm!

At this moment, the Palm Sky Bell dimmed and returned to its normal appearance.

"Okay, this Heavenly Bell belongs to you, take it." The Lord of the Holy Mountain said.

Fang Chen stretched out his hand to touch it, and the Palm Sky Bell swayed slightly, made a crisp sound, and fell quietly into his hand.

The feeling of touch is no different from that of ordinary magic weapons, but Fang Chen felt that the Palm Bell was much heavier.

It's not the weight, it's the feeling.

The Lord of the Holy Mountain waved his hand, and two space channels, one white and one black, appeared in front of him.

"The white passage is the Demon Sea, and the black passage is Xiayan. Now that you have obtained the Zhangtian Bell, you'd better leave as soon as possible. They will stay in the furnace secret realm for three or four days, which is enough for you to get rid of them completely." The main way.

"Yes." Fang Chen nodded.

At this time, the figure of the Lord of the Holy Mountain became increasingly blurry and began to disappear.

"It seems I have to leave." He said calmly, without much fear of death.

"By the way, Kai Yan will come out soon. Although that old dog is very trouble-making, he is very kind-hearted. If you can, please spare his life." The Lord of the Holy Mountain said.

Although Kai Yan is extremely powerful, he has no chance of winning against Fang Chen who possesses the Palm Sky Bell.

"good."

Fang Chen nodded in agreement.

"correct."

Fang Chen pondered for a moment, and then said: "I met Wen Dao Tianjun Can Nian before."

The Lord of the Mountain God trembled slightly, looked at Fang Chen in disbelief, and asked with some stuttering: "Really?"

Wen Dao Tianjun is his wisest general and his good brother.

"He gave me an opportunity and said something to me."

Seeing Fang Chen's firm gaze, the Lord of the Mountain God asked cautiously: "Did he say something?"

Fang Chen said without any hesitation: "He said they never blame you. The decision you make is also the decision they want you to make."

The mountain master stood there blankly, his eyes slightly red.

It's a pity that Cannian can't shed tears, otherwise he would have burst into tears.

He said gratefully to Fang Chen: "Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he completely disappeared.

But when Fang Chen saw the Lord of the Mountain God disappearing, a real smile filled his face.

He sighed and remained silent for a long time.

Although he met Wen Dao Tianjun, it was not Can Nian, so how could he really say this.

Maybe the elves will not be grateful to the Lord of the Mountain.

But as a member of Qitian Continent, he was grateful to the Lord of the Mountain for his self-sacrifice.

Otherwise, Qitian Continent might still be in dire straits now.

Keep the Palm Sky Bell properly.

After thinking about it, he also took away all the dozens of medicinal herbs that were tens of thousands of years old in the medicine garden.

I'm afraid no one will be able to come in after he leaves here, so don't give up.

Then he searched the house again to make sure nothing was missing before arriving at the doors of the two spaces.

It will indeed be much safer to return to the Demon Sea. It is the best decision to find a quiet place to refine the Palm Sky Bell and then destroy the Tiantian Clan.

But.

He doesn't know enough about the Tiantian Clan, and maybe the other party has some back-ups.

After all, this race can destroy Qitian Continent.

Although Xiayan is only a small part of the Tiantian clan, they still have to be cautious.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle.

Thinking of this, he stepped into the black portal!

Haiyan Volcano, the sleeping Kaiyan Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes!

"Hahahaha! Master of the Mountain God! You bitch! You are finally dead, you bitch! That little thing really lived up to my expectations! He got the Zhangtian Bell!"

"Soon! When Zhang Tianling fully recovers! I can break free from here!"

"Wait until I get out! I must take revenge!"

"Your people! I won't let any of them go!"

He was laughing crazily!

But if you look carefully you can see a tear in the corner of his eye.

It looked like he was laughing wildly, but in fact he was just covering up the sadness of the last old friend leaving.

He really resented the Lord of the Holy Mountain for trapping him here without any explanation.

But he doesn't like it even more if this damn bitch really leaves completely one day.

"Isn't it just tens of thousands of years? I still have a long life, and you continue to waste it on me! Why did you just leave! You coward!"

He kept roaring!

Haiyan Volcano trembled violently! Break out again!

When Fang Chen stepped out of the space door, he immediately opened his eyes of gods and demons to alert the surroundings.

After leaving the secret realm in the furnace, his blue eyes completely lost their function.

But with the eyes of gods and demons around, he was not afraid of danger.

At this moment, he was on a barren mountain, surrounded by rocks, without a single plant, and lifeless.

He still knew a lot about Xiayan through Tai Ge's memory and the map in the storage ring.

Compared with the Elf clan, the Swallowing Clan is more scattered.

Although most of them are gathered in the city, there are also some scattered tribes.

Fang Chen had no intention of practicing in seclusion immediately.

He wants to kill someone.

Only by killing enough people and using the Heavenly Branding Technique to imprint the characteristics of the Tiantian Clan, could he move under the rock without any hindrance.

Thinking of this, he took out the map he got from the monks of the Tiantian Clan, and after roughly confirming the location, he headed towards the inhabited place.

In a small tribe.

There are more than twenty Tiantian clan members and more than forty slaves here.

They are all genuine Rockhorns.

It's just that the horns they are proud of have been cut off at this moment, and the bodies of both men, women, and children are covered with scars.

Snapped!

In the tribal square, a girl from the Yanjiao tribe was tied up and her clothes were stripped off.

Almost every part of her body was left intact.

Burns, whip wounds, sword wounds, stick wounds, etc. are all included.

Her hands, feet, eyes, and ears were all cut off, and she was miserable.

At this moment, a member of the Yituntian clan was beating her crazily with whips.

The girl did not scream, she was already dying.

Although the slaves here are better than the girls, they have also experienced extremely severe abuse.

His eyes were dull and numb, and he had completely lost all hope for life.

Their necks have a collar full of lines.

This is not to imprison them, but to prevent them from committing suicide.

As long as they have this thought, they will be destroyed by the energy emitted by the collar, causing extreme pain.

Snapped!

A Tuntian clan member swung his whip hard and hit the Yanjiao clan woman on the pillar.

But the woman was completely numb, unable to even scream, and was on the verge of death.

"What a waste!"

The scarred man from the Tiantian Clan who whipped him cursed: "It's only been a month of torture, and the resentment is gone. These Rock Horn Clan are all trash, and ten of them are not worth an Elf Clan."