The alien devil is in the city

Fang Fan did not answer Yuan Bai's words but looked at Yuan Bai carefully. He felt that Luo Hong was just a clone of Yuan Bai.

The strength should be at the peak of the early stage of the Unknown Realm, much stronger than the previous Luohong Unknown Realm.

But it is also very strong.

At this time, Fang Fan didn't know what was happening in Yuanbai City, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"How come your Yuanbai City has become a dead city? Did you use it by practicing it?"

Fang Fan's voice fell, and his red face changed.

"Fang Fan, knowing that there are too many things can easily lead to death sooner?"

These words made Fang Fan stunned.

"Don't you want to kill me now?"

"think."

"Then what nonsense are you talking about? You four gods are so cruel that they even kill their own city residents. I believe the other three cities are the same.

Now there are only four of you on the eighth floor?"

Luohong did not answer but snorted coldly.

Then a red sword was taken out by him.

"Since you know everything, let's die for me?"

Seeing Luohong going to take action, Fang Fan waved his hand and said.

"No, no, no, I just want to know now whether you four are on the eighth floor or on the ninth floor."

Luohong said disdainfully after hearing this: "What is the difference between the eighth and ninth floors? You are both dead, so there is no need to know."

"You're so confident?"

"If you don't have such a little confidence, can you still be a God? If you are a God, you will definitely have faith.

OK, boy, you know so much, and you should be in peace even if you die.”

Then the sword in his hand stabbed out without any hesitation.

As soon as the sword was released, the sky immediately turned bloody.

A fierce aura surged.

The faces of Lingtian Sword Saints and others changed, and this aura directly seduced the darkest part of their hearts.

A bloodthirsty thought appeared in their minds.

At the same time, eyes began to turn red.

This made them feel terrified immediately, and at the same time, they frantically suppressed such thoughts.

Fang Fan frowned when he saw this scene.

He didn't expect that Yuan Bai's sword technique would disturb others' minds. It seemed that Yuan Bai was a man in the devil's way, and he was not a decent person.

With a wave of his hand, a curse of clear heart was immediately sprinkled.

Luohong sneered when she saw Fang Fan do this, so she wanted to destroy the darkest part of their hearts.

It's so naive.

But the next second he was stunned. He saw Ling Tian’s sword saint and his group of people immediately became clear and there was no bloodthirsty anymore.

When he was still stunned, Fang Fan's sword move had already stabbed his blood-red sword.

His blood-red sword was crushed without any resistance.

At the same time, stabbed him.

He immediately took out a shield.

At the same time, the armor on his body was opened.

Fang Fan's sword move collided on the shield.

The shield immediately shattered and disappeared.

However, Fang Fan's sword move also disappeared. When he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt death.

Oh no, this clone is over. Fang Fan is too strong. It seems that only the original body can deal with him.

Before he could finish his thoughts, he felt a pain in his neck, and then his head fell, and then the body began to slowly break.

When his clone died, he seemed to feel that he had done something wrong this time.

Fang Fan asked Yu Jin to clean up the battlefield and continued to look at Yuanbai City.

Let’s see how miserable Yuanbai is.

The broken walls were broken, and corpses were everywhere, and countless bones appeared. The expressions on these people's faces were unwilling and could not believe them.

The expression of not wanting to die.

Fang Fan was silent, and Yun Shang and his group were silent.

The Bone Saint looked at it for a long time before whispering.

"Young Master Fang, Yuan Bai practices the Soul-Devouring Technique. This technique can not only absorb the soul but also the soul, but also the spirit, spiritual power and the Yuan power.

This is the most cruel technique in the universe. It was forbidden to use it 100,000 years ago, but I didn’t expect it to be used again.”

After hearing this, the soul-devouring beast murmured: "No wonder I can't feel the existence of a trace of soul, it turns out that it has been swallowed up.

This cruelty and terrible are unimaginable."

After hearing what the Soul-Devouring Beast said, everyone held their hands tightly and wanted to find Yuan Bai to fight to the death. Everyone likes such a person.

Fang Fan's face also became gloomy.

Finally, he waved his hand and countless soil swept over, then piled Yuanbai City into a huge grave.

The Primitive City, Qingshan City, Dedao City, and the remaining three cities, the people there died even more miserably.

Then four huge tombs were added on the eighth floor, and the monks could no longer see them.

Where there were originally abundant spiritual energy, there were gusts of cold wind.

The disappearance of the four great gods made Fang Fan frown.

This made him feel that these four great gods were likely to have gone to the ninth floor.

This made Fang Fan feel urgent.

Then he let go of his mind and began to realize this eighth level.

Yun Shang and his group also began to fall into cultivation. Although the Yin wind increased, the spiritual energy was still sufficient.

Everyone is also making progress little by little.

Fang Fan at this time

I felt an invisible pair of hands pulling myself, wanting to understand the true meaning of this level by myself.

But Fang Fan could not understand it anyway.

This made his face completely gloomy.

When I was really upset, the arrival of a person surprised him.

This is a woman whose originally gentle face has become vicissitudes.

The whole person looks very sad, but very determined.

"My name is Qingmanshuang, I believe that some of you know me."

Yun Shang nodded after hearing this.

"Chief Disciple of Primitive City, aren't you dead?"

Qing Manshuang smiled bitterly after hearing this.

"I also want to die by myself. This is a kind of relief, but I want to avenge my fellow brothers, so I can't die."

Yun Shang felt very strange after hearing this, so he asked.

"Then tell me how you escaped."

At this time, Fang Fan's divine thoughts were constantly sweeping away the green and frost.

I discovered that Qingmanshuang was really a person, not someone else's clone.

The state at this time is only the early stage of the unknown state.

"I was saved by Luohong. If Luohong didn't save me, she wouldn't have been captured by Yuan Bai and refined into a puppet clone.

I'm sorry for her and didn't save anyone."

After saying that, he started crying.

This made Fang Fan frown.

"You are all their disciples, why do they use you to practice martial arts?" The Bone Saint asked curiously.

"No, the four of them never regarded us as his disciples, they raised us as pigs from the beginning.

Do you know how to raise pigs?" He cried again when he said this.

This made Fang Fan and his group look at each other, and you cried after you finished speaking.

Seeing everyone looking at her curiously, Qingmanshuang felt embarrassed to cry again.

“They had this plan very early, when the nine-story tower could enter the expedition.

They call this plan a pig farming plan.

And we are all pigs they raise, and we are complacent that we have found our master and found our support.

A long time ago, our chief disciples would change a group, and every time the four great gods would find some excuses to make them disappear.

At the beginning, we thought these chief disciples really made mistakes and died.

At the same time, I was also happy that only when these chief disciples died, can they have the opportunity to become chief disciples.

Then I knew that these chief disciples did not make any mistakes at all, and they were arrested to practice martial arts.

The skill they practiced was the Soul-Devouring Technique. This skill was destroyed by Han Chaozi himself. Then I know, alas..."