The alien devil is in the city

The disciple of Yaowang Valley who was kneeling on the ground reacted and immediately thanked him again and quickly ran towards a safe place.

When the rest of the rotting corpses saw Fang Fan, they rushed toward him crazily, and were greeted by Fang Fan's merciless slaughter.

Qin Mutie, who was observing with a smile, finally realized the situation here. As someone who has been supervising the Valley Master in Yaowang Valley, he hoped that the Valley Master would contact Fang Fan as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the owner of Yaowang Valley has been playing tricks on him, saying this or that, because he refuses to contact Fang Fan. Even if he contacted Fang Fan, he still didn't get the news of Fang Fan's arrival. He will go to the fishing world tomorrow. Since he won't cooperate,

Then I'll kill you before I go.

Qin Mutie did this without any instructions from the Third Young Master.

Who knows that he got the help of the Nanming Dragon Group, otherwise the Yaowang Valley would have been crushed by him long ago. He just knocked down the Yaowang Valley with one palm, and was waiting for the best time for Lao Aotian to come, but he saw this

A mutation occurs.

After taking a closer look, I was immediately overjoyed. I wanted to immediately notify the Third Young Master and ask him to send someone over, but when I thought about it, once they arrived, would I still have my own share of the credit?

As long as he catches Fang Fan, doesn't the great contribution of the three Jiuzhou Cauldrons belong to him? Thinking of the reward for his contribution, his eyes suddenly gleamed, and the phone in his hand was crushed to pieces.

"Ouch, why is this phone broken? How can I call the Third Young Master to inform them that we have found Fang Fan?" Seeing that the phone in his hand was shattered on the ground, Qin Mutie immediately said to the person behind him.

The corpses around them looked at each other in confusion and immediately understood what their boss meant, so they all crushed the mobile phones in their hands and said, "Brother, our mobile phones are also broken."

A rotten corpse who looked a little wretched immediately said: "Brother, why are you still in a daze? When Fang Fan runs away, I'm afraid we will all cry."

After saying that, the first one rushed forward. Some of the rotting corpses who had not yet crushed their phones immediately followed the rotting corpses without any time to think.

When Qin Mutie saw the rotten corpse rushing forward, he was very happy and gave him a hundred likes. He planned to get him to be his personal secretary after this incident was over.

When everyone around him rushed forward, Qin Mutie was too embarrassed to stand there and rushed forward too.

After Fang Fan killed the last batch of carrion zombies that came towards him, he saw a group of rotten zombies with reasonable strength surrounding him.

The last one came up, he looked at Fang Fan with a arrogant sneer and said: "Fang Fan, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally here."

Fang Fan looked carefully

Looking at them, I saw the group of rotting corpses with excited faces. Then I looked at Yaowang Valley, where mourners were everywhere.

"You did all this just to wait for me to come?" Fang Fan said coldly.

"Smart, but unfortunately no prize. Should you catch him yourself or should we catch him?" Qin Mutie said with a proud smile.

"Why don't I choose even one?" Fang Fan teased while asking Long Aotian and others to move all the injured disciples to a safe area, lest the beating would affect these injured disciples later.

"You have no other choice." Qin Mutie sneered coldly, and at the same time used the special communication information of the corpse to arrange the fight later.

"This time I want to capture him alive. I will use words to hold him back. You all need to arrange your formation positions. Once you are in position, rush forward regardless of whether I speak or not. Try to catch him at once."

The rotting corpses immediately understood and began to quietly move to their positions, and these subtle movements were monitored by Fang Fan's spiritual mind.

I was sneering in my heart, as soon as the wounded in Yaowang Valley are settled, you bunch of beasts will die. They have already been put on Fang Fan's must-kill list.

At this time, these rotting corpses did not know that their death was coming, but were still very happy. Fang Fan was as stupid as a pig. He and others were moving like this without even noticing. It seemed that they were destined to be prosperous.

Even God can't stop it.

"Oh, are you so confident that I have no choice?" Fang Fan laughed.

"Because you won't survive tomorrow." Qin Mutie smiled confidently, and then his eyes shrank. All the bodies of the rotting corpses became very large, and countless corpse energy began to circulate according to the formation structure.

A frightening corpse energy rushed toward Fang Fan. Fang Fan sneered and grabbed his hand, and the lightning on his body began to concentrate crazily in his hand.

Corpse Qi was originally very excited and rushed towards Fang Fan, but when he felt the thunder and lightning in Fang Fan, he was instantly frightened.

He stopped in the air and did not dare to move forward. Qin Mutie opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene. What kind of operation is this?

The strongest corpse energy in his clan can still be afraid? This is really unseen and unheard of, but he saw it today.

At this time, all the rotting corpses besieging Fang Fan saw it, and their jaws dropped in shock.

Fang Fan sneered, "If you don't come, then it's up to you." After saying that, he stretched out his hand, and the corpse was caught in Fang Fan's hand without any resistance.

Then it formed into a ball with a pinch, and then turned into nothing.

Counting the balls, Fang Fan held countless balls and looked coldly at the corpses around him.

The rotten corpses that were seen immediately became cold all over their bodies, and a crisis of death rose in their hearts. They wanted to escape from this place immediately, but it was too late.

With a wave of Fang Fan, countless corpse balloons quickly entered their bodies, and then they saw their bodies explode and finally turn into powder.

Qin Mutie, who was standing next to him, was stunned. Is this still a human being? Why were all his elite men wiped out in an instant?

Who is this person? Why is he so strong? According to the data, it is speculated that Fang Fan can be destroyed by himself? How could this be?

The confused Qin Mutie forgot to run away, but when he remembered to run away, he saw that Fang Fan was already standing in front of him.

"You? What do you want to do? I am the Third Young Master's confidant. If you kill me, our Third Young Master will definitely not let you go." Qin Mutee said tremblingly, without any confidence at all.

Third Young Master, I am so familiar. Fang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Qin Mu?"

"How do you know?" Qin Mutie was completely frightened and said in horror.

"I have already killed him once, why not kill him again?" Fang Fan said with a smile.

"It's you, it's you, the one in the cave in the Taiyin Realm..." At this point, he subconsciously touched his cell phone and planned to call Qin Mu.

But after touching it for a long time, he realized that he had crushed the phone. At this moment, he really wanted to slap himself to death and take it all for himself. Now that he was fine, his life was gone.

"It's my kindness that has allowed you to live for so long. Now I can let you disappear from this space." After Fang Fan said that, he threw the last and largest piece of corpse energy into Qin Mutie's body.

Only then did Qin Mutie react. He had just wanted to escape but it was too late. His pupils opened wide as he watched the corpse energy enter his body.

As the corpse ball exploded, he felt regret and unwillingness, but these disappeared as his body disappeared.

After doing all this, Fang Fan quickly jumped into the Medicine King Valley and came to a safe area. When the Medicine King Valley disciples saw Fang Fan approaching, they all came to kneel down and worship. Fang Fan quickly waved his hand.

Finally, I came to Long Aotian. Next to him was the Master of the Yaowang Valley. Long Aotian felt the pulse of the Master of the Yaowang Valley with a sad look on his face.

Fang Fan stood there quietly, not disturbing, but his spiritual thoughts were sweeping back and forth on the owner of Yaowang Valley.

After a while, I figured it out in my mind.