"Is this the core of Fangcun Realm and God King Realm?

It doesn't look very good. If it were me, I wouldn't have to hold back and not scream.

I screamed after being burned like this, are you too afraid of the pain?”

"It seems that Fangcun Realm and God King Realm come to support Wandao Immortal Sect, which is a joke."

"It's only been so many years since so many core members were captured by the Alliance. It is estimated that the Alliance will not be far away to pacify the Taicang Domain."

Some young monks pointed at Ji Sheng and others.

Their voices, with the breeze, were sent into the ears of the twenty-four cores.

If it were before, if such juniors dared to ridicule such a person, they would have long been crushed to ashes.

But now, most of them have no reaction at all.

The few of them just reluctantly raised their heads, glanced around, and then slowly lowered their heads, as if they didn't have much strength.

Fang Chen knew that Lao Sheng was looking at him with his light, but he still did not respond, just looked at the twenty-four cores with a calm expression.

In the sky, the Great Destiny and the Saint of Yuanyang stood with their hands behind their backs, staring at everyone present with a smile.

Fang Chen had only been here for half a day and had already felt the eyes of the two people sweeping him more than a dozen times.

He could see the other party's purpose at a glance.

Or in other words, the other party has no intention of hiding his purpose at all.

I just want to use the lives of these twenty-four core members to force him to appear.

"These two are both seven-turn ancient immortals, and the immortal boat matrix is ​​not around. They are so big, but they are not afraid of being sniped by others.

This shows that they are full of confidence. When they are sure that Nine Turns will not show up, they are able to deal with the enemy of Eight Turns.

Do you have a spiritual treasure in your body, or is there a stronger existence hidden in the dark, waiting for my fish to take the bait?"

Fang Chen's soul left his body, and his soul stood above the heads of the Great Demon Heavenly Lord and the Saint of Yuanyang, lowered his head and looked at the two of them up close.

Just from the information he saw now, it is impossible to tell whether the two of them have spiritual treasures that are strong enough to match the eight-turn ancient immortals.

If he couldn't confirm this, he couldn't call Guiying to help.

"They think I am Wang Ye now, and when I was killing Yun Xiujie, Ye Daoling and others had already seen the ghost baby take action.

So they knew that I had the Eight-turn Ghost Immortal Protector around me. In this way, it should be... to make them so confident.

Fang Chen's soul suddenly flew into the sky thousands of feet high, and saw millions of ghosts standing quietly behind the clouds.

Among these millions of ghost soldiers, Fang Chen felt the breath of at least four levers and eight turns of ghost immortals.

"His grandma, the Demon Enemy Alliance is so cruel? It has captured twenty-four core disciples!?"

A figure flew quietly over with the immortal boat and looked towards the Fire Spirit Valley below.

When he saw the scene in the Fire Spirit Valley, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

His appearance made millions of ghost soldiers turn their heads and their eyes gather on him.

But he didn't notice it.

"Where is something that Lin Qiang is not good to go, and it is also unlucky to go here."

Fang Chen sighed softly.

The person who came was Lin Qiang, the core disciple of the God King Realm. He thought the other party would hide it, but he never thought that he would come here to join in the fun today.

"It's strange. Did those eight dogs really be killed by Wang Ye? Wang Ye of Jueming Temple... is so powerful?

Eight core players were instantly cut, and it was too late for me to look back and take a look?"

Lin Qiang frowned and gently stroked his chin.

At the same time, the four eight-turn ghost immortals had quietly approached Lin Qiang and surrounded Lin Qiang from four directions, southeast, west and north.

One of them signaled the other three with his eyes, trying to capture them.

But there was a ghost immortal who shook his head gently:

"What the Great Destiny Master wants is the core of Jueming Temple, not this person."

"How do you know that he is not Wang Ye? Maybe he said that on purpose."

"Wang Ye has the Eight-turn Ghost Immortal Protector around him. If you really want to come here, you will have already seen you and others, and you will still be foolishly rushing in?"

"It makes sense, but... why should we, the four venerables, listen to the mobilization of the great deity of the Heavenly Lord?"

An eight-turn ghost immortal suddenly showed dissatisfaction:

"Our company is only in cooperation with them, and has never directly intervened in the battle of Taicang Domain. Today, we will inevitably make Fangcun Domain and the God King Domain angry."

"Shut up, this is Si Jun's order. Can we still disobey Si Jun's order?"

An eight-turn ghost immortal sneered, then glanced at Lin Qiang indifferently:

"It's better to take it down for him directly. I heard what he said just now. Maybe he was the eight core people who were pursuing them at the time. Even if they had nothing to do with Wang Ye, they should be the core of Fangcun Realm or God King Realm."

"Don't worry, let's see what he will do later. Maybe he has some trump card."

An eight-turn ghost immortal came to Lin Qiang, bent down slowly, his face almost touched Lin Qiang, looked at him up close, and then smiled proudly.

"Hey, is there a yin wind? Strange... Could it be that there is a ghost immortal near me, right?"

Lin Qiang suddenly touched his cheek, and a look of alertness appeared in his eyes.

The eight-turn ghost immortal was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"This kid is quite thrilling."

"Maybe there are really ghost immortals... After all, this Ming Wangxing has inexplicably become able to go through the Yin. Will there be ghost immortals coming here quietly through the underworld here..."

Lin Qiang muttered to himself softly.

Can it go through the darkness!?

The four eight-turn ghost immortals who seemed a little leisurely looked at Lin Qiang in an instant.

His eyes became extremely solemn.

One of them seemed to be trying to communicate with the underworld. Sure enough, white mist began to surge near him, and the underworld road was looming.

"Someone has unlocked the forbidden law here!"

An eight-turn ghost immortal has a complicated expression, looks happy and solemn.

"The news I heard before seems to be true. There is indeed someone who can resolve the taboo set by those guys."

"This is undoubtedly of great benefit to us!"

"They didn't tell us about this, which means they don't know that the prohibition here has been resolved."

"Let's go down and see, maybe there is something else in the underworld below?"

The four ghost immortals looked at each other and were quite moved.

"You two stay here and guard it. Don't let the Great Demon Heavenly Master and the Saint of Yuanyang be killed. Let's go down and see first, and you will be replaced later."

"Okay, don't stay for too long. If you can't stand it, don't blame us for turning against each other."

After the four eight-turned ghost immortals muttered for a while, two of them immediately disappeared into the vast white mist with nearly 500,000 ghost soldiers.

"Two venerables in the human world, two venerables in the underworld..."

Fang Chen was suddenly moved. It was rare to meet four Demonic Heavenly Venerables to act together. If he didn't do anything, he would be sorry for his fate today.
Chapter completed!