Chapter 3796

The ancestor of the monster group gazed at Princess Huang. The sword madman beside him seemed to understand it. A layer of sword meaning appeared around him. He stepped forward and approached Princess Huang.

"Huang."

Princess Huang also found the subtle moves of the two men. She was alert and said directly, "I just entered the dangerous place by mistake and managed to escape, so I won't stop any more. Let's leave."

After that, Princess Huang wanted to leave, but the sword madman took the lead and stopped her.

"Want to go?"

The sword madman licked his dry lips and said gloomily, "the primitive group in the forbidden area of life is a natural enemy of my demon swallowing clan. Do you think I will let you go?"

Just now, they heard very clearly that Princess Huang used the means of primitive groups.

Buzz!

When Princess Huang saw this, she jumped on her toes, suspended in the air, and clapped her hands as fast as lightning. At the same time, her figure instantly disappeared into the void.

Whew!

The sword madman had already prepared. He cut out the sword with a terrible sword Qi, which ravaged the entire void. In a void not far from him, there was a sudden spray of blood, and then Princess Huang's delicate body fell to the ground.

Her dress was stained with blood, and one arm fell down, as if she had been injured.

"Hum, give me the token and I can leave you a whole body." Han Sheng, the ancestor of the monster group, said that he used his terrible power to form an absolute realm, trapping Princess Huang in it.

"Despicable."

Princess Huang looked at them coldly. "If it weren't for the token in my hand, you would have died in the hands of the evil, but now you would bite the hand that feeds you?"

"Ha ha..."

Sword maniacs grin and reason with them? It's just a joke.

Now they have only one idea, that is, to help the ghost emperor find the ghost weapon, which is also the task they must complete. They have just clearly seen the power of the token. If they can get it, they can take it as a breakthrough, constantly absorb the power of those ancient strongmen, and improve their strength.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Naturally, they will not miss Princess Huang.

"Hand in the token." The sword madman held a long sword and was full of sword Qi. He issued an ultimatum, "you are not our opponent. Why struggle?"

Princess Huang's face changed, her fist was clenched, and her heart was burning with anger. But reason told her that the strength of the two men had reached the level of invincible saints. If the two men joined hands, only the extreme saints could resist.

Even if she tried hard, it would not help.

Her divine consciousness spread quietly, exploring the surrounding environment, and wanted to see if she could escape with the help of geography.

"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude."

The sword madman made a move. He displayed the inheritance of drunken sword. His terrible sword Qi crisscrossed the sky. His body seemed to be drunk, but actually he was running the formula of drunken sword.

At the same time, the ancestors of the monster group also quietly operated their power to control the world and prevent Princess Huang from escaping.

Boom!

The deafening sound resounded through the sky. Princess Huang and the sword madman fought fiercely for several breaths and were completely defeated.

"Go."

Suddenly, she saw a monster not far away, trying to disturb it, and then took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Unfortunately.

The sword madman had already prepared. With a sword, the light of the sword was across her face and shook her away.

Puff!

Princess Huang's body hit the ground hard, her throat moved, and she spewed blood. Her face turned white, her body was weak, and she lost her fighting power.

Whew!

The sword Madman's long sword stabbed Princess Huang as fast as lightning. When it was only an inch away from her body, it was stopped by the ancestor of the monster group, "stop."

The ancestor of the monster group controlled the ban and forcibly stopped the sword madman, which puzzled the latter. The ancestor of the monster group explained, "that token belongs to the original group. If we kill her, who will urge the token?"

"What's more, if she dies, the primitive people will surely know. What should we do until she dies?"

Hearing the speech, the sword madman put away his long sword and stopped talking.

The ancestor of the monster group, squinting his eyes, went to Princess Huang, who was under control, "tell me how to control the token."

"Hum, dream." Princess Huang Leng hum.

"I have plenty of time to wait for you." The ancestors of the monster group scoffed.

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The end of death, in the silent valley.

After countless days and nights of tempering, Fang Chen's yuan Shen strength has reached a very high level. According to Leng Xian, in the end of the law era, even the extreme sage may not be better than his yuan Shen unless he is half chaotic.

Yuan Shen condensed his way, which is what all martial artists dream of.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many strong people have been trapped in the path of Yuan Shen Ning Tao for their whole lives, and many more have fallen down in this link.

At this time, Fang Chen, the yuan Shen villain in his mind, exudes a terrible breath. Now, he, just the power of the soul path, is enough to kill some holy kings in the early days of the five elements holy land.

WOW!

Suddenly, Fang Chen opened his eyes. He got up and looked around. He found that he was still in the valley. He was relieved.

"What's the matter? Dreaming again?"

The voice of Leng Xian came from behind. Fang Chen turned to look. Leng Xian, dressed in white, looked so beautiful under the light.

Even Fang Chen is in a trance.

However, when he felt the bone chilling cold, his body trembled. He hurriedly looked back and nodded, "Why have I been having the same dream these days?"

Since Leng Xian helped him to refine the yuan God, he has been having the same dream. In his sleep, he saw that he was crossing the disaster. Every time the disaster was different, but he could not see the final result every time, so he suddenly woke up.

"Well?"

Leng Xian frowns. This situation of Fang Chen is very rare.

If it is consistent with that legend, then it would not have been so many times in my dream?

"Your situation is somewhat special. You must always adjust your body to its best state during this period of time." After thinking for a while, he couldn't understand it. Finally, Leng Xian told him, "your yuan Shen is still a long way from Ning Tao. Maybe you've been dreaming about crossing the heaven, which is a sign of Yuan Shen Ning Tao."

In fact, lengxian didn't believe what he said.

Even in their time, few people could do it.

Only the strong who step into the supreme realm can unite the spirit. No one can do it below the supreme realm.

Fang Chen's realm has fallen. Now his accomplishments are just the first level Saint King. He is far away from the ultimate saint. Leng Xian doesn't believe that he can unite the spirit.

Of course, not believing is one thing.

Preparation is still essential. After all, the world is full of wonders.

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