He had clearly walked out of the stele world, and Fang Dang was imprisoned in the stele world, and the two realms were separated. It is logical that the owner of Feihe Stele should be the safest, but the owner of Feihe Stele world felt a very dangerous feeling in his heart. This feeling was like being stared at the back by a beast, approaching step by step.

The owner of Feihe Stele was shocked. At this moment, a light sound came from behind the owner of Feihe Stele. The sound was very subtle, like a light sound like stomping a leaf, insignificant and not worth mentioning, but when it fell into the owner of Feihe Stele, the sound was like the death-seeking sickle of the God of Death.

The owner of Feihe Stele suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

A stream of light flashed, shining the eyes of the Lord of Feihe Stele. The Lord of Feihe Stele felt a sense of despair. This despair had no reason, but it must have been extremely impressive.

A head flew up, accompanied by a heavy rain.

In the stele world, even if the body is split into hundreds of pieces, the Feihe Stele Lord will not die. However, this is not within the stele world of the Feihe Stele Lord, and the Feihe Stele Lord is not an immortal body.

Of course, as an existence in the monument casting realm, even if his head is cut off, he will still not die.

The owner of Feihe Stele opened his eyes wide, his head shaking constantly, and he held his hair with one hand, making it impossible for his head to break free and flew back to his body.

The only thing the Lord of Feihe Stele could see at this time was Fang Dang's chest, but he could not see Fang Dang's face.

The owner of Feihe Stele kept twisting his head and struggling to break free from Fang Dang's hands.

However, the surroundings suddenly became dark, and then the Feihe Stele Lord fell into a hall. The hall generated a corrupt force and began to erode the Feihe Stele Lord's head.

The owner of Feihe Stele was extremely shocked. Is this the world of Zhang Kuang?

But then the owner of Feihe Stele discovered that this place was more like a magic weapon than a stele world.

This made the Feihe Stele Lord a little relieved. As a monumental realm, there are not many things that can make him feel afraid. The monumental realm of other monumental realms is what they fear the most, because they are too clear that once they fall into the monumental realm, everything will be in control. Everything has to obey the monumental Lord's instructions, and it is really worse than death.

As long as they are not trapped in the stele world, there will be room for ease. Besides, there are monks from the entire Shashan Gate outside, so they will definitely not watch him die.

As the Master of Fitus Stele expected, when Fang Dang cut off the Master of Fitus Stele and waved his sleeves to put him in Yiqi Hall, the monks at Shashan Gate immediately moved after a brief surprise.

The two stele masters of Shashan Gate, Douwen stele master and Wuxiang stele master, took the lead. Wuxiang stele master released his stele world and enveloped Fang Dang. The stele master directly reached out to snatch the body of the stele master in front of Fang Dang.

As long as they have a body, even if they can't get the head of the Fidu Stele Master back, they have a way to help the Fidu Stele Master regenerate a head. Although most of the memories of the Fidu Stele Master will be lost, it will at least be considered as saving his life.

However, he was one step late. The Lord Killing Sword in Fang Dang's hand turned into a waterfall-like stream of light. From top to bottom, with a sudden brush, the body of the Lord of Fitus was cut into thin strips like noodles.

When the Lord Killing Sword was swept horizontally, the body of the Lord of Fitus Stele turned into countless slags.

Fang Dang pointed his finger, and the blood was taken away by Fang Dang without the energy of the overflowing fragments. The originally bright red fragments instantly turned into gray-black slags, as if they were burned into slag by flames.

Countless ashes fell from the air.

The Lord of Douwen Monument couldn't help but exclaimed a hateful exclaim.

Originally he wanted to rescue the body of the Lord of Feidu Monument, but now his own black iron monument suddenly came out behind him. Douwen's black iron monument looked like a large seal, square, more than ten meters high, and looked thick and solid.

The Xuan Iron Monument of the Master of Wuxiang Monument on the other side is a disc. The disc is pitch black and is also ten meters wide and narrow, covering Fang Dang from the other direction.

At this time, Fang Dang was attacked from front and back, but Fang Dang didn't care at all. No matter how many stele masters there were on the other side, the final result would be to fight alone, because the stele master's decisive victory was in the stele world. As long as the other party still wanted to bring Fang Dang into the stele world, what Fang Dang had to face in the end was actually just an enemy.

Sure enough, the seal of the Douwen Monument Lord first arrived on Fang Dang's head, fell down with a bang, and directly brought Fang Dang into the world of the seal Monument.

"Douwen Monument is mainly unlucky!" Seeing Fang Dang being put into the seal, the young monk Fa Mi couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Yueying, the little Taoist nun next to him, couldn't help but laugh at him: "This Dou Wen is really old enough to live in the dog's belly. He didn't even understand how Fang Dang came out of the stele world of the Feidu Monument Lord, so he just deserved it!"

Fa Mie Shen nodded with approval.

"I think he was also blinded by anger. Look at the master of Wuxiang Monument, he was a little smarter than him. The moment he took Fang Dang, he felt a little hesitant. It was this hesitation that prevented him from urging the circular dial world with all his strength, and was snatched by the master of Douwen Monument first."

Fang Dang was taken into the Fang Yin Monument Realm.

There are also square pieces of land in this stele world, and there are slaves who are sweating profusely on the land.

Fang Dang smiled and said, "It seems that the hobbies of you three stele masters are almost the same!"

"Zhang Kuang, hand over the head of the Fit Monument Lord, I'll tell you to die more easily!"

The figure of the Douwen Monument flashed and appeared in the distance, with a pair of narrow eyes as narrow as a knife staring at Fang Dang.

The Douwen Stele Master does not have the graceful temperament of the Fidu Stele Master. He looks in his fifties and is wearing a yellow robe. He is simple and neat. He does not have the graceful temperament of the Fidu Stele Master, but he is casual and natural.

Fang Dang smiled and said, "You kneel in front of me now and hand over my magic weapon from Huang Jiaomen. I don't want your life. This is the last chance I have given you. If you can't grasp it, you will die and disappear!"

Fang Dang stayed at the forefront of his life, giving the other party a chance to survive.

But unfortunately, the Douwen Monument, who was in anger, ignored Fang Dang's kindness at all, and did not believe that Fang Dang would have any kindness.

"You are stubborn. You are now in my stele world. If you let me die, you dare to speak wildly?"
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