If you continue to stay in this magic sound for a while, Fang Dang's flesh and blood would be shattered and turned into a bone skeleton!

It has to be said that the stele masters of the ten sects are different. The Hongdong stele master is the strongest stele master Fang Dang has ever seen. The stele masters of those small sects cannot be compared with the Hongdong stele master.

Fang Dang felt that if he was not careful, he might have fallen into the hands of the owner of Hongdong Monument.

Fang Dang looked at the red pink skeletons at this time, and then he realized that these skeletons should not be fabricated by the Lord of Hongdong Monument, but the real bones of monks. These monks' cultivation level was at least at the level of becoming a god in harmony.

Fang Dang spoke, "Master Hongdong Monument, your voice is quite interesting, but it does not pose much threat to me."

The owner of Hongdong Monument frowned slightly, obviously he did not expect that the magic sound of his skeleton skeleton bombarded the other party with no effect.

The Hongdong Monument Lord at this time restrained his previous playful mood. Intuitively, the Hongdong Monument Lord felt that he was no longer in an advantage. Fang Dang dared to enter her Monument Realm, so he must have some support.

The owner of Hongdong Monument disappeared silently and she no longer showed her figure. This is the greatest warning. As long as a master of the Monument is hidden in his Monument Realm, even if the other party turns the Monument Realm over, he will not be able to find the other party unless he destroys the Monument Realm.

"Zhang Kuang, see my incense hall!"

As the voice of the Hongdong Monument Lord rang out, a breeze immediately floated in the hall, and a gentle fragrance slowly came.

Fang Dang held his breath, but the fragrance penetrated directly into his skin. The golden light of Fang Dang's body surging, and the Buddha's words surged. These fragrances rebounded and spread out one after another.

However, these faint fragrances were not discouraged. After the mist spread, they changed their patterns and approached Fang Dang.

These faint fragrances condense into beautiful women, flying in the fragrance, with long sleeves swinging, like silkworms spitting silk, and the long sleeves pounced towards Fang Dang in the air like waves, and then wrapped Fang Dang layer by layer.

Fang Dang was wrapped tightly in this wave.

Fang Dang stretched out his hand and wiped the water sleeves into a hole. However, the hole was instantly closed. No matter how Fang Dang cut it, the hole could quickly return to its original state.

Fang Dang was not in a hurry. Fang Dang reached out to touch these water sleeves. The water sleeves were like smoke, swinging open on Fang Dang's fingertips and turned into a faint fragrance.

If Fang Dang hadn’t had the Buddhist scriptures and Jinyan protecting his body and separating himself from the world, otherwise these faint fragrances would have penetrated into Fang Dang’s nose. Once he sneaked into Fang Dang’s body and thought with his toes, he would know that there would be no good results.

Fang Dang sacrificed the treasure gourd, and pointed his fingers, and the treasure gourd buzzed and trembled, and then a suction force was generated to collect the water sleeves wrapped around Fang Dang.

However, what was unexpected to Fang Dang was that the baby hoist could not be restrained. Under the suction force of the baby hoist, these water sleeves did not move at all, and were completely unaffected.

Fang Dang was quite surprised and took the treasure gourd. Then Fang Dang's eyes slightly closed, and then, behind Fang Dang's head, golden light suddenly opened. The twelve light wheels were shining like the sun at this time, and golden light penetrated the layers of water sleeves, and even directly penetrated the roof tiles of the incense hall.

The Buddha's light shook the surrounding water sleeves, and the graceful women who swung the water sleeves in the air were also wiped out.

Fang Dang looked at the empty void and said, "I don't think there is any need to show it again in the Semen Palace, right?"

The voice of the Lord of Hongdong Monument came from the void: "The world is full of colors. Do you think colors refer to women's colors alone?"

The space around Fang Dang quickly turned, like a magic cube, with pedestrians appearing around Fang Dang one by one. After a while, Fang Dang was already in a city. At the highest point of the city, a fire light soared into the sky, and ashes filled the sky, falling like snow.

There is a spicy taste in the air.

There was a shouting sound from afar. A man with a naked body with a slave on his forehead was carrying a giant tree and struggling to walk towards the pillar of fire at the top of the city.

Everything here is so familiar that Fang Dang's eyes flashed slightly. This is Fire Poison City!

This is the starting point of Fang Dang, and this is the beginning of all stories.

Fang Dang never thought that he would return to the Fire Poison City, even if this Fire Poison City was just a fictional one!

?A buzzing sound came towards Fang Dang. Fang Dang turned his head and looked at him, and saw a whip swaying in the air.

Fang Dang reached out and grabbed the whip, and then saw a strong and angry guard, staring with big eyes, and shouting: "Hotel slaves, how dare you take my whip?"

As he said that, the guards came from his waist with a long sword and slashed at Fang Dang.

Fang Dang realized at this time that his body had become smaller and thinner. This was clearly the one who was in the Fire Poison City.

Seeing the long sword slashing over, Fang Dang pulled the whip in his hand and flew out the guard holding the whip handle, turning into a black dot in the sky.

Fang Dang turned his head and saw a girl standing not far away, staring at him with her eyes.

As soon as Fang Dang saw these eyes, his heart immediately became soft.

At this moment, this scene is like when Fang Dang and Hong Jing first met.

At that time, Hong Jing was fighting with fate and getting rid of the fate of marrying the third prince. Fang Dang was a person who could create miracles and change his destiny.

Ashes all over the sky fell down, and Hong Jing stood there, but he looked like a white lotus that was untainted from mud.

Although he knew that Hong Jing was just an illusion created in the Semen Hall, Fang Dang was still willing to take a good look at Hong Jing and see Hong Jing who had just met at that time.

Fang Dang walked along the way, too hurrying and has not been able to recall many things well. If he hadn't met Hong Jing again in this palace today, Fang Dang might have almost forgotten the situation when he and Hong Jing first met.

This is the beginning of all good things and the starting point where Fang Dang's power of life is no longer lonely.

"That boy, what's your name?" Hong Jing asked.

Fang Dang's lips moved and replied, "My name is Fang Dang. The soul-wrenching Dang! Where are you?"

"You can call me Princess Jing!"
Chapter completed!