Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The people didn't say anything, with a little anger in their eyes, they walked forward and wanted to say something, but they looked at the mountains and waves in the fog, and finally just sighed and left with the crowd.

In his heart, Fang Lang couldn't kill the soul of the ape. He saw it from the night three days ago, but he didn't know when he would be dragged away this time, but it was certain that when he left again, the village would bear the greater wrath of the ape spirit, but In his heart, he might hope that Fang Lang could really kill the soul of the ape, so even though he was a little angry, he didn't speak in the end.

In short, it's all about sacrifice. What's the difference between morning and evening? Only one or two lives left. His heart was a little helpless.

Everyone left, Father Zhong took Zhong Shanxue away, Zhong Shanxue did not leave, she stood beside Fang Lang, and saw Fang Lang's eyes buried with heavy lethality, although Mr. Fang Lang tried to transform, but She can still catch it.

Zhong Shan suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You can't kill the soul of an ape."

At this time, she experienced a life-and-death pain, as if it had changed, and her expression was so calm, as if Fang Lang had failed, and the lost life would not be her general.

Fang Lang Shuhao didn't seem to feel Zhong Shan's indifference. He looked at Shan Fang Lang silently, and the red sword in his hand was reflected in the sun. After a long time, he said, "I'm going to practice here."

Zhong Shanxue knew what Fang Lang said, and she was a little surprised by Fang Lang's determination.

The ape's spirit may have been wounded and did not appear for several days. No one knew where the ape was injured, but Fang Lang knew that he stabbed its eye, where the defense was the weakest, so he was hit by himself.

During this time, no one dared to hunt in the mountains. Everyone looked at Shuhao Fang Lang, saw his patience, and ran away. But to their surprise, Fang Lang seemed to really want to stay here for a long time, sitting in the small square in front of the temple on the mountain day and night, stabbing his sword with his hand occasionally, looking very focused.

Although the villagers don't understand the practice of real people, they know that there are many practitioners in the world who are more sensitive in spirit, so Fang Lang's expression knows that he is practicing.

Sunshine and rain day and night, Fang Lang Shuhao sat there and never entered the temple again. Everyone saw that his heart was firm, but he was a little different from those monks who couldn't win the monks.

Fang Lang didn't enter the mountain temple because there was a mountain god in the temple, which he didn't know before, so he lived in it. Now he knows that the temple is also the site of the gods and the domain of the mountain god, so he doesn't want to go in again.

Another round of bright moon rose, and the white mist of the mountain temple rose, and the mountain god appeared in the temple, still holding a dark wooden stick in his hand, with white hair, and looked weaker than before.

"Master Chen, if you accept the will of the mountain god and own the throne of the mountain god, you will be able to cure the ape spirit on that mountain." The mountain god opened his mouth.

Fang Lang sat quietly, motionless, the mountain god sighed and shook his head, and returned to the statue.

Among the people in the village, Fang Lang really planned to live here for a long time, and the ape-man spirit that hadn't appeared for a long time reappeared, the spirit was rolling, and the mountains were thick fog.

Fang Lang, who had been watching Fang Lang, one after another. Fortunately, Fang Lang sat in front of the mountain temple without retreating at all, but the red sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, as if he already had life. Trying to get rid of Fang Lang's control. ..