Chapter 1009

A head appeared on the black hemisphere.

On that head was Mr. Qi's ferocious face.

"Kill the women... Kill the women of Fang Xie... Kill all the women."

The words of Yin measurement made people shudder. At this time, he no longer looked like a person, but a ghost. If a person's face is too dark, he can't see his expression when he is far away, but Shen qingfan and foam congealing fat bathed his small waist clearly saw the terrible expression on that face.

Like a beast.

The black lines flew out like wild hair, and the speed made them almost unresponsive. Those black lines were divided into three strands in mid air and rushed like three snakes, quickly entangled them. If a python entangles its prey, its first move is to strangle the prey with its own body.

So is the black line.

A mass of black thread quickly entangled the thin waist of the sink fan, and then tightened immediately. The sink fan immediately gave a dull hum. The strength on the black line is so strong that her sword Qi can't cut it off. Not just her, Mo Congzhi and Mu Xiaoyao were entangled by the black line almost at the same time and dragged towards the black sphere.

"My heart is hard enough... Yes... Hard enough."

Mr. Qi smiled grimly: "the ninth Master said that there was a monster in my heart. When the monster woke up, I was the real me. Maybe he was right. There was no need for women in the world. If there were no women, I wouldn't make such a choice... Who would compensate for my loss?"

Golden light

Mr. Qi suddenly saw a golden light.

So dazzling.

From the sky, the golden light seemed to drive away all the darkness, stinging his eyes. At this time, he hated the dazzling light, so he roared and threw out a black line. The black line, like fog and demon snake, hovered to meet the golden light, as if it wanted to swallow the golden light.

But this time, the black line failed.

The golden light seemed to be swallowed up by the black fog, but a moment later, all the golden lights stabbed out of the black fog, and the hot light burned the black fog.

The golden light hurt Mr. Qi's eyes. He couldn't open his eyes. It seemed that he saw a God flying from a distance, riding a divine beast.

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brush

Chaolu Dao flew from the sky like a flash of lightning. The flame on the blade was dragged behind because it was too fast, just like Chaolu Dao had a fire tail. The golden flame flew over, leaving a track in the sky, as if it burned the air where it passed.

The knife cut through the oncoming black fog, and then flew straight out, cutting off the black line that strangled the waist of the sinking fan. The golden fire on the blade is divided into two strands, such as two golden dragons flying down from the sky and biting the black demon snake. Breaking free from the shackles, Shen Qing fan and Mo Congzhi bathed their small waist. The three subconsciously swept back, but their eyes looked into the distance.

White lion

He came back with the man.

Fang Xie's face was gloomy because he was really angry this time. The reason why he pursues all this now is not only for himself, but also for his women. He has been carefully caring for the feelings that can warm him. Love is naturally an indispensable part of this kind of feelings.

Whoever touches this part will die.

"Are you all right?"

Fang Xie jumped down from the white lion and came to them.

"It's okay"

Mu Xiaoyao shook his head: "how did you come back?"

Although the voice of the question didn't sound too excited, she tried her best to suppress her joy. Nothing is more reassuring than the presence of one's own man in the face of danger. Just at the moment when she was entangled in the black fog, the first thing in her mind was how good it would be if the solution were in.

She was thinking about him, so he came back.

"Take a break."

Fang Xie turned back and smiled at the three of them: "just give it to me."

He turned back and looked at the head sticking out of the huge black hemisphere.

"Fang Xie?"

Mr. Qi doesn't know Fang Xie, but he knows that this man must be Fang Xie.

Fang Xie didn't even answer, so he punched out directly. His feet seemed to nod, but the next time he appeared was at the edge of the black hemisphere. This punch with golden brilliance hit the black hemisphere hard. It seemed that even the earth couldn't bear his anger.

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"Ninth master, will Lao Qi succeed in going south this time?"

"Probably not"

Sitting in the rickety carriage, Mr. Jiu seemed to be about to fall asleep. The man sitting opposite him looks about fifty, but in fact he is definitely more than fifty. Mr. Jiu looks only in his twenties, but the old man's respect for him is definitely not disguised.

Both of them were wearing moon white Confucian shirts with the same style. The only bright color was the bloody half moon embroidered on their collars.

When the old man asked, he played with the trigger on his finger. It seemed that it was made of excellent jade. There is a word on the emerald wrench, which is not carved out, but hollowed out the word with some unimaginable method, and then added it with ink jade. On the green and dripping trigger finger, a black eight character looks very powerful.

"Why?"

Asked Mr. ba.

"Because... He is still a child after all."

Mr. Jiu slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the window: "The reason why I told you not to kill him was that he was a murder weapon. He grew up in a very difficult environment, but some of his mind didn't grow up together. He was a child. Even if he was mature, he couldn't resist some things. For example, a woman... I gave him a little maid. He didn't practice for ten days, and then he suddenly died on the eleventh day Then I asked him, what if I gave you another woman... He was scared. "

Mr. 9 looked at Mr. 8 and said, "if you are a mature man, will this be the case?"

Mr. Ba shook his head: "no"

Mr. Jiu nodded: "he was really scared, and then did something I didn't think of. It was because of this that I found that he was simply scared when making choices in the face of fear. Yes, he had a fierce beast in his heart. If the fierce beast woke up, he might succeed this time."

"What did he do?"

Mr. Ba asked curiously.

"He..."

Mr. Jiu didn't seem to want to mention it, but he finally said, "castrate himself."

Mr. BA was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth twitched and smiled. He tried his best to show his smile as mocking old seven, but he couldn't hide his fear.

"This is the difference between mature men and immature men. If I tested you like this, you must abstain from sex. But he knew he couldn't resist that temptation, so he castrated himself."

Mr. Jiu sighed softly: "when the moon shadow hall comes out this time, seven other people except you and me may die. The old seven will also die because he is too young. But even if he dies, he will die at the right time."

"Fang Xie went back?"

Asked Mr. ba.

"Well"

Mr. Jiu nodded: "go back... If you use an old seven to fight for a solution, the business is really profitable for the moon shadow hall. So sometimes you don't care what you get and what you lose."

Mr. Ba hehe smiled: "the things divided by nine people are not as good as two people after all."

Mr. Jiu gave him a faint look, smiled and said nothing.

Mr. BA was shocked and sat back subconsciously: "I mean, you have to consider how to reward too many living people. It's too much trouble. The less alive, the better."

Then he found himself incoherent and wrong again.

"Go"

Mr. 9 didn't seem to want to say such a thing again. He took out a black thing about the size of his fist from his cuff and handed it to Mr. 8: "If old seven can't kill Fang Xie, just make it up. This is the last thing. You should use it carefully. Old four and five are too weak in cultivation, so I gave each of them one. If only there were enough unexpected things..."

"What is this?"

Mr. Ba took it over, looked carefully and asked.

"I don't know"

Mr. Jiu shook his head: "maybe it's something that will appear after a long time, or it's a relic left by the gods in the world. When I found these things, I had a headache for a long time, trying to guess why there are such magical and mysterious things in the world. I still don't understand when I think of the headache, so it can only be attributed to the future or the gods."

Mr. 8 nodded and stopped asking. Even Mr. 9 didn't know what it was. It was meaningless for him to think again.

"Ninth master, I'll go first."

Mr. Ba bowed his head and said.

"Go..."

After a pause, Mr. Jiu said, "I've heard that the women of Fang Xie are outstanding in the world. If they are still alive when you arrive, bring them back. I want to have a look."

Mr. Ba smiled, turned and jumped out of the carriage.

Mr. Jiu held his jaw against the window.

"I still don't understand... Why are there things in the world that people can pass through? It's amazing. If it's really something left by the gods in the world, am I the one chosen by the gods? Is this the first world, or there are countless reincarnations and cycles?"

He rubbed the sour corners of his eyebrows and shook his head, puzzled.

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Boom!

Under the huge impact, the land hundreds of meters around was like an earthquake, the land was turned over, and the dust flew into the sky.

The black and cyan spheres collided fiercely together. That kind of great power can make ordinary people kneel and worship.

Mr. Qi's world and Fang Xie's world are like two wild beasts trying to swallow each other. The two circles have been deadlocked for a long time. Every impact makes the earth suffer. The area around here has been completely turned over.

"Why do you have it?"

There was a flash of fear in Mr. Qi's eyes, and his face had been deformed.

Fang Xie's eyes are only cold, as cold as ice.

"Return to the boundary"

He murmured two words, his hands fiercely outward. With his arms open, the blue boundary turned into a thick fog and circled into his belly. The blue air rushed into the Dantian air sea of fangxie as if it had its own thoughts.

At the same time, there were seven Qi veins in Fang Xie's body, which changed from seven colors to cyan, and then grew up like seven saplings, and became seven big trees in the twinkling of an eye. The veins of the seven big trees meet together and are full of Fang Xie's body.

Fang Xie opened his eyes fiercely.

Red eyes.