Meng Hongchen stood blankly in front of the Peach Blossom Palace that turned into ruins. She didn't know what she should do at this time. The water splashed by her married daughter still applies to the wonderful Dharma door.

Although Fang Dang said before, she wanted to stay in the Miaofa Sect, although she did not say that she would be given up, the meaning had been conveyed. But the elder Buxi was furious and would never allow it. Therefore, Meng Hongchen is still Fang Dang's woman now. For Meng Hongchen, it was too much for her to dislike the elder. Could it be that the female practitioners of the Miaofa Sect had to rely on Fang Dang?

In short, there is no place for her in the wonderful Dharma now, and she can no longer step into the wonderful Dharma. The small Zhu in the heart of the lake has nothing to do with her from now on.

This time Fang Dang really abandoned her like a bad person. Now she has become a bird with nowhere to stay and cannot return home if she has a home.

Meng Hongchen has never hated anyone since she was a child. No matter how annoying the guy, she can't feel hatred for the other person. Her master once said that she lacked one of her emotions and desires, and it is difficult for her to make any progress in her practice.

At this moment, Fang Dang helped her make up for this inherently lacking emotion.

Meng Hongchen, who had been stuck in the Qihai Realm, suddenly bounced up the Yangbai acupoint, which was directly above his pupil, and made a cracking sound. A large area of ​​dust buzzed up on the surrounding ground. Meng Hongchen, who had been stuck in the Qihai Realm, could not be opened, finally exploded.

This Yangbai hole was pushed open by anger and hatred!

Yangbai point is full of energy and strengthens yang. Once this acupoint is opened, Meng Hongchen's temperament changes slightly. Although it is subtle, it makes Meng Hongchen look a little more determined, and no longer looks as he is as he used to be at ease and even able to accept it.

The breakthrough in cultivation level cannot bring any joy to Meng Hongchen. That kind of hatred swallowed Meng Hongchen's heart and occupied everything about her.

At this time, the space behind Meng Hongchen shook a few times and a figure appeared.

The eldest prince's dove general, with a pair of slender and white hands.

Fang Dang killed the eldest prince too quickly. Fang Dang, who turned black, was the cultivation of the quasi-golden elixir. Such Fang Dang was far from being able to stop the general. The general had no time to save the eldest prince.

For Jiujiang, if the eldest prince dies, he should guard the tomb for the eldest prince, but the eldest prince was burned into ashes by Fang Dang, and nothing left. Even if he wanted to guard the tomb, Meng Hongchen was the fiancée of the eldest prince. No matter what the facts were, in Jiujiang's eyes, Meng Hongchen was his future master. The most important thing is that Jiujiang felt the anger and hatred in Meng Hongchen's heart. The other party's hatred, he and Meng Hongchen had the same goal and common enemy.

The enemy of the enemy is naturally a partner.

Meng Hongchen glanced at the Doujiang. The Doujiang remained motionless. Meng Hongchen walked there and followed him like a ghost.

Meng Hongchen glanced at the eyes of the general, then nodded silently, as if he had already known everything about the general.

The dove immediately got into the shadow under Meng Hongchen's feet and disappeared.

On the other side, Fairy Yanbo sat next to the third prince regardless of his image. The back of the third prince's head was broken, but his face was still intact. He was still the handsome third son, as if he was asleep.

Fairy Yanbo dipped the corner of her big red robe on the tip of her tongue, gently wiping the blood on the third prince's face.

The movements were careful and gentle, and it seemed that it was wiping the face of the child in his sleep.

Then Fairy Yanbo bent down, picked up the third prince's body and placed it on his lap.

Two fire-like wedding robes gather together and blend into a landscape, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

Fairy Yanbo couldn't cry and could only let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The three elders felt sad when they saw this scene. Today was a disaster for the entire Miaofamen, and they were not sure of being slipped away.

The three of them will be blamed for the consequences.

The immortal cultivation sects have one thing in common. They will not ask you the reasons for failure, but they will only look at the result of your failure. You may have ten thousand reasons for failure, but you have failed in the end, and no more reasons can change this fact.

So the three of them had to bear to regain Fang Dang and retrieve the devouring master who had slipped away from their hands.

Elder Zhaihua glanced at Elder Buxi, then nodded and said, "Good job!"

Donxi shook his head slightly, looked at Meng Hongchen and said, "It's a pity that this child has suffered."

Elder Jiuye said, "It's nothing to suffer a little. Have you not seen that Hongchen's cultivation has finally broken through the bottleneck? This may not be a bad thing for her, but I think it's more a good thing. However, Ningxiang, I think this matter has had a great blow to her confidence. She may have to stop there and it's hard to enter the country any longer. Unless... unless she kills Fang Dang with her own hands."

The three dragon girls looked regretful at this time. They were still waiting to get Fang Dang's body. Unfortunately, Fang Dang did not die in the mysterious gate. The three dragon girls stared at the big dark eyes and three heads gathered together, lowered their heads and didn't know what to say. Then, the three dragon girls greeted the three elders and left.

Finally, the peach trees were purified and snow fell on the ground, so desolate.

Everyone was asking where Fang Dang had gone.

Fang Dang is now in an underground river channel.

It was pitch black all around, but Fang Dang couldn't help but see things that were too far away, but you could still see a little bit.

There are bamboo-like stalactites everywhere, and what fills the ears is the sound of the rushing underground rivers. In this environment of sound, the sound is amplified ten times and a hundred times, deafening.

Fang Dang experienced a series of wars, especially when he used murderous intent as the fundamental basis for his humanitarian murderous intent. After the world was repeated, it completely turned red. Forcibly exerted the magical powers that Fang Dang could not bear, causing Fang Dang to consume a lot of physical strength and energy, and his body was also greatly damaged.

So at this time, Fang Dang looked drowsy and weak.

Sitting beside Fang Dang was a sloppy old man. The old man was unkempt. The hair on his head might have been combed. It looked like a bird's nest. At least there were some rules to follow. The hair of this sloppy old man was completely out of order, and he was tangled in a mess.

The sloppy old man had a stern face, but maybe he was so happy that he didn't take long to show a beautiful expression, and his two dirty white eyebrows were beating happily.

This sloppy old man is naturally the Nine Gu Saint Hand.

The Nine Gu Saint Hand looked Fang Dang happily, then smiled happily, then looked Fang Dang up and down, and then smiled again.

The Nine Gu Saint Hand stared at Fang Dang with an uncontrollable gaze. His eyes were like an old cat catching a big mouse, or a client saw a clean official, in short, full of greed.

Fang Dang felt chill in his heart when he was staring at him with such ambiguous eyes.

The Nine Gu Saint Hand had an old face like a shriveled orange blooming, and he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would have the chance to pick up such a big treasure in my lifetime."

The Nine Gu Saint Hand had reason to be happy, and Fang Dang's value was far more powerful than his Miaofa Gate.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the mutated nest ant that made a nest is enough to be happy with the Nine Gu Saint Hand. Moreover, Fang Dang obviously has a special method of refining Gu, which can quickly become a Gu insect in a short period of time. This method of refining Gu is also quite important to the Tang Sect.

What's more, is it the magic weapon of the Nascent Soul monks that everyone in the world wants to obtain?

"Take it out! Give me that treasure, my Nine Gu Saint Hand takes you as his disciple." Nine Gu Saint Hand did not directly kill Fang Dang to seize Fang Dang's magic weapon, but chose to accept Fang Dang as his disciple. Obviously, he was in an extreme mood.

However, Fang Dang did not appreciate the kindness of the Nine Gu Saint Hand, "What are you going to take?"

Jiugu Saint Hand looked like he didn't want to play with me in this way, and smiled: "Little guy, I ate more salt than you have ever walked, so you'd better not be fooled by me, otherwise I will refine you into a slave of flesh, bone, and blood, and take away the things easily."

Fang Dang's pupils slightly contracted. After the redness changed, Fang Dang's whole body looked like chaff. Although the strange poison inner alchemy was trying hard to recover, Fang Dang had almost no offensive ability now, otherwise he would not have been so simple to be brought to this underground river channel where the Nine Gu Saint Hand was so dark.

With his current state, it would be easy for Nine Gu Saint Hand to kill him.

Moreover, Fang Dang just glanced at the eyes of the Nine Gu Saint Hand and knew that the Nine Gu Saint Hand was not joking with him. Although the Nine Gu Saint Hand kept laughing when he was talking, he was serious and absolutely serious.

The Nine Gu Saint Hand is now kind and once he can't get what he wants, he will set a killer without hesitation.

Fang Dang pinched the carved ball tightly held in the palm of his hand, and then Fang Dang felt a sudden chill in his heart, his eyes widened instantly and looked towards his palm.

Empty.

The engraved ball that should have been firmly held by him in the palm of his hand disappeared.

This is really a ghost!

The Nine Gu Saint Hand, who had been staring at Fang Dang's every move, suddenly saw that Fang Dang's expression was wrong, and immediately looked at Fang Dang's palm. Then the Nine Gu Saint Hand felt a thump in his heart.

"Where is the stuff?"

Fang Dang and the Jiugu Saint Hand shouted almost in unison.

The Nine Gu Saint Hand and Fang Dang were in a panic together, and everyone was like a child in front of the crucial treasure.

For Fang Dang, the engraved ball is of great significance and has a great deal of importance. It was finally obtained after finally getting it. It has been held firmly by Fang Dang. Now it is incredible that it will be gone if it is gone.

The Nine Gu Saint Hands kept holding Fang Dang tightly, and he really didn't see anyone snatching the carved ball from Fang Dang's hand.

So where is the engraved ball?

The Nine Gu Saint Hand, who was still smiling just now, had his eyes red. He stared at Fang Dang tightly, and asked like ice, "Say, where is my baby?"

Fang Dang frowned and stared at his palm. He could feel the extremely fierce murderous intent of the Nine Gu Saint Hand, which stimulated his skin like a steel needle, but Fang Dang didn't have time to pay attention to this now.
Chapter completed!