The mist surging.

Fang Junmei pondered silently, and Cangwu Lao Xie did not disturb him, and let him think.

...

"Brother Old Evil, my level of ban formation is just average. I am afraid I won't be able to help you even if I stay here. In your opinion, which side should I enter the game from Feixian Palace or Tianmo Valley?"

After a moment, Fang Junmei asked.

Cangwu Lao Xie smiled at him.

"Brother, stop joking. Your scheming and wisdom are above me. Why should I mention you? You should have an answer in your heart, right?"

Fang Jun smiled slightly and asked without answering, "Tell me first, what is the best guy among these two sects?"

Cangwu Lao Xie thought for a while and said, "It should be the sect leader of the two sects, "Yuanxian" sect and "Shan Zun" Tie Yan. It is rumored that one of them has changed three times, and the other has integrated the ninth-level spiritual objects. They are both old-fashioned late-stage cultivators. Because they do not have the best innate spiritual treasures and the other, they have been stuck in the current late-stage realm of the Sun."

Fang Jun nodded slightly.

"Apart from them, there are seven or eight monks from both sides at the highest level, including those invited to help the fist. My fellow Taoist Piaoshuang and I were not sure about this game. We just got some fish in the water. I hope both sides will kill and lose both sides. Now, brother, you may be able to make a bigger plan."

Cangwu Lao Xie said again.

Fang Junmei nodded again and asked, "I understand, how do I go into this Feixian Palace?"

Cangwu Lao Xie was stunned when he heard this.

If he had to do it, Fang Junmei would of course enter the Heavenly Demon Valley and buried a chess piece in each of the forces on both sides. However, now he is a slave to others and is not qualified to say anything, just think that Fang Junmei has more considerations.

The two of them discussed carefully.

Soon, Fang Jun's eyebrows floated away.

...

The oasis of heaven is covered with a vast area.

In addition to Feixian Palace, the major forces of Tianmo Valley, of course, there are a lot of small and medium-sized forces, including many extremely badly famous ones.

Yin and Yang Mansion are one of them.

This Yin-Yang Mansion, hundreds of thousands of miles south of the Demon Valley, the sect leader "Mr. Yin-Yang" Xiao Wuhua is a perverted demon who is good at picking and replenishing the law. Not only do women, but also men, he has committed a lot of evil deeds. Almost all of his disciples and disciples are such evil deeds, which has caused a lot of resentment.

But because Xiao Wuhua has the early stage of the Sutra and Yin and Yang Mansion is also a lackey sect in the Heavenly Demon Valley, no one will destroy it.

On this day, someone fell outside the mountain gate.

"The person who comes stops—"

The two juniors guarding the mountain had a flash of sight. Before they could see each other's appearance and realm clearly, they shouted loudly.

Swish! Swish!

The next moment, the sword roared, pierced through, and blood splashed.

The two died tragically and fell to the ground!

...

The person who came was naturally Fang Junmei, as if the god of killing came to the door. He took back his sword expressionlessly and glanced at the tall mountain gate next to him.

Whoosh!

Another sword was pointed out, and the sword energy shot sharply.

The mountain gate archway slammed and exploded to pieces!

Fang Junmei's long sword was tapped again and then bombarded the mountain guard formation behind the broken mountain gate archway.

Bang bang bang-

The more intense explosion sounded, and in an instant, the earth shook, and the fog of the guarding formation surged wildly!

In the mountain gate behind, even a group of dead people would be woken up.

...

Soon, several spiritual consciousnesses emerged from the gaps in the formation and swept to Fang Junmei's body, but no one came out.

After a moment, more powerful spiritual senses swept over. One of them was particularly powerful. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be the "Mr. Yin and Yang" Xiao Wuhua.

And in the direction of the mountain gate on the side, spiritual consciousness began to sweep over, perhaps a passing monk.

"Who is fellow Taoist? Why did he hit my mountain gate?"

Yin is not Yin, Yang is not Yang, and there is no sound of a man or a woman. It sounds in Fang Junmei's mind, but no one is coming out.

"Are you Xiao Wuhua? I'm missing the fairy jade flower, come and ask you to borrow some for it!"

Fang Junmei said loudly, with a arrogant face.

...

In a short time, there was a silence.

"Your Excellency is missing the immortal jade, so you hit my door. Do you think I, Xiao Wuhua, is easy to bully?"

After a moment, the sound came again, and it became obviously gloomy. You can imagine that the other party’s face must be extremely dark at this moment.

"So what if you bully you?"

Fang Junmei smiled.

"Did you send it from Feixian Palace?"

Xiao Wuhua's voice is coming again.

"I don't know the Feixian Palace. I passed by your Oasis of Heavenly Sword. I heard that the level of the sect is not very good, but he is very domineering. Of course, I came to ask the sect to borrow it."

Fang Junmei said carelessly.

This passage can also make people angry!

"It's outrageous. If you have the ability, you will break through my mountain gate and try it!"

The roar finally started.

"So it's a man..."

Fang Jun muttered faintly.

...

Boom boom boom boom-

Without further ado, he started to attack wildly.

The ground moves, and the mountains shake more.

Fang Junmei was like a madman who came to the door, but she never took out the Hot Blood Danxin Sword, let alone transformed into emptiness.

Time passes by little by little.

The Yin-Yang Mansion guarding formation has never been blasted out, and it is obviously not so easy to break.

...

It was half a day in the blink of an eye!

Fang Junmei seemed to be really about to break through and never gave up on the attack.

And in the Yin-Yang Mansion, a teleportation array has begun to light up.

A monk who looked like an old man appeared out of thin air above the formation pattern.

He was wearing a purple robe, tall, square face, and looked old-fashioned and serious, but his realm was in the late stage. His eyes flashed with purple lights, as if two purple lamps were lit.

"Brother Dao is finally here."

As soon as this person arrived, someone breathed a sigh of relief at the entrance of the hall where the teleportation array was located.

At the door, there was a young man in white. He had a slender figure, red lips and white teeth. He was extremely handsome, but he was a bit too handsome, like a stunning woman. With his deliberately modified eyebrows and cinnabar lips, he gave people a strange feeling of evil spirits.

Needless to say, it is "Mr. Yin and Yang" Xiao Wuhua.

...

"Brother Xiao can tell that this is very likely to be the plan of the Feixian Palace to lure the tiger away from the mountain. I took great risks when I came over."

The old man in purple robe said lightly, with his eyebrows showing arrogant and arrogant attitude.

"I also have this concern, so I hesitated for a long time before asking for help from your sect. I am really grateful for Brother Dao's arrival."

Xiao Wuhua said in a low voice, without the style of the sect leader.

When the old man in purple robe heard this, his face cleared slightly, nodded, and said lightly: "Let's go, you and I will meet him when we go out, but if there is an ambush, I will turn back immediately."

"That's certain."

Xiao Wuhua nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!