On the execution ground, there was a faint smell of blood. Fang Yingxing was like a god of death. He slowly approached Ling Ye's body. He could feel that he was not completely dead.
This kind of pretending to be dead can't be hidden from him at all, because he himself is a master at pretending to be dead, and the other party's unprofessional pretending to be dead can't be hidden from him at all.
There were blood stains on Fang Yingxing's face, both from the other party and his own. His hair was fluttering, covering his eyes from time to time.
Sure enough, Ling Ye's consciousness villain emerged from his forehead and wanted to escape, but was pinched by Fang Yingxing's hand.
In fact, Ling Ye was a monk at the third level of spiritual creation. Even if Fang Yingxing could kill him, it would not be so easy under normal circumstances. The real reason was Ling Ye's fear. He had only a lot of cultivation but no belief in victory. The moment he escaped, his downfall became completely unavoidable.
Lingye's little consciousness man was panicking, roaring in a hoarse voice: "I am an official of Tianzicheng, and I have the mark of Tianzicheng in my body. Once you kill me, it will fly back, and even the Yin and Yang realm monks will If you can't stop it and then kill me without evidence, you will be hunted down. If you let me go, maybe..."
However, before he could finish speaking, his little spiritual consciousness was crushed to pieces by Fang Yingxing, turned into a shower of stars, and Ling Ye disappeared completely.
What a joke, he is not stupid, can the other party really let him go? If you let this beast go, the consequences may be more serious. What's more, even if he doesn't retaliate against you, you can't let him go.
Sure enough, a white light flew out, which contained various information about Fang Yingxing.
Fang Yingxing looked solemn, knowing that with his own strength, not even the village chief could stop him.
However, the next moment, Fang Yingxing was dumbfounded.
A loud laugh echoed, shaking the entire space. An old man, with gray hair hanging messily on his back, was wearing a very informal white robe.
It was the old man. He was holding a wine gourd and was calling Fang Yingxing to come over for a drink.
Something even more shocking happened. He casually grabbed the white light and crushed it. After crushing it, he scratched his head and asked Fang Yingxing what it was just now. He accidentally broke it.
Everyone was a little confused in the wind. This was a mark that even the Yin and Yang realm could not stop. How could it be crushed by him like this?
After being stunned for a moment, Fang Yingxing smiled from the bottom of his heart and made an appointment with the old man to have a drink together in the evening. The old man then left with satisfaction.
The people around him were feeling a little numb at the moment.
What did you experience today?
First, there was a group of people from Lingye who were aggressive and imposed criminal laws on the villagers. Then an eight-year-old child overpowered the group and suppressed them with an invincible attitude. Then there was the old man who casually broke the mark that even the Yin-Yang realm could not stop.
Fang Yingxing didn't care too much about what the people around him thought. He gently picked up Ba Twelve and walked slowly to the side of the village chief.
"Village Chief, I took her away. It seems that there are some strange signs inside Tianzi City. Staying here will not be good for her or the village."
When the village chief heard this, he was silent for a while, and then nodded.
"You saved her life, I believe there is no problem in leaving it to you. But your next plan..."
Fang Yingxing nodded slightly and said softly: "I will stay near the village for a while. I have important things to do, and I can't leave for the time being. If these scum die, it will definitely cause some trouble."
"Important matter?"
At this time, everyone in the Overlord Team couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs. They looked up tremblingly and saw Overlord's strange eyes, which were eerie.
Suddenly, Fang Yingxing smiled brightly: "Train!"
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A week later, Xiaoling Mountain.
"Ba Liu, don't force me to blow up your golden body, hurry up and defend!"
"Li Yu, haven't you eaten? Hit him hard."
"Ba San, Ba Jiu, don't be lazy. Have you finished today's 30,000-meter dash?"
In this area, all kinds of wonderful screams came one after another. Ba Liu had already broken through to the first level of spiritual creation. His golden body was originally invulnerable and his physique was terrifying, but at this moment, he was punched by Fang Yingxing, causing sparks to fly and even some parts to be dented. .
Of course, this is still the consequence of holding back.
Li Yu was originally considered a leader, but at this moment, he was suppressed by Fang Yingxing's hand and could not move.
There were a few people scattered on the ground. Most of them were exhausted from running Fang Yingxing's "sprint". After all, some of them hadn't even created a spirit yet.
At noon, Fang Yingxing gathered them by the stream and asked them to practice on their own, and then took Ba Twelve far away.
He did not hide anything and said directly: "Twelve, you should have guessed something..."
When Ba Twelve heard this, his face turned a little pale, but he still nodded, seemingly with a lot of effort.
She lowered her head, tugged at the corner of her clothes uneasily, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, am I really from the Dark Tribe?"
Fang Yingxing nodded helplessly, she should know about this sooner or later.
Even though he was mentally prepared, Ba Twelve's body still trembled and his face became paler.
However, at this moment, she felt a hand fall on her head. When she raised her head, she saw that familiar face with such a bright smile that she didn't seem to care at all.
"Twelve, do you know? The essence of this world is light and darkness. Light and darkness do not represent good and evil. You can stand in the light and shoot cold arrows from the highest place. You can also bloom in the dark. wisps of warmth.”
His eyes were full of tenderness, and he patted Ba Twelve gently on the shoulder: "Promise me to let the light in your heart shine, okay?"
There were tears falling from Ba Twelve's eyes, the tip of his nose was red, and he nodded vigorously.
"That's right, Twelve, this is our agreement with Light..."
Then, he began to teach her the "Dark Lord Sutra". At first, Fang Yingxing looked anxiously at Ba Twelve, who was surrounded by dark matter, and even wondered if that guy Zhu Mo was trying to trick him.
What's even more speechless is that this is completely different from the effect of the "Dark Master Sutra" mentioned by Xu Qing, and the ancestor also said back then that the "Dark Master Sutra" is actually restrained. There is no clue.
He immediately went to the old man to ask, but the old man's words petrified him.
The old man just picked up the "Dark Lord Sutra", glanced at it, and showed a strange look: "Xiao Xing, you have bad eyesight. This is the "Dark Lord Sutra", which is the creation method of the Dark Clan, but starting from the Dark Lord, This method is incomplete and blocked by heaven and earth. In future generations, the dark tribe will not be able to practice it. There will be backlash. Although it will not lead to death, it will cause big problems.
After saying that, he wiped his hand and the word "Zun" on the book disappeared.
Fang Yingxing's face turned pale, and he immediately greeted Zhu Mo thousands of times in his heart.
But what he didn't know was that Zhu Mo himself didn't even know that his "An Zun Sutra" was specially set up by the supreme leader of the clan. He was afraid that Zhu Mo would spread the Dharma randomly. He thought it was the "An Zun Sutra" and passed it down. When you get out, it's the "Dark Sutra".
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At this moment, An Mansion.
Zhu Mo was worrying about why he still couldn't absorb the spiritual liquid that he had soaked in for so long. He suddenly sneezed and felt something strange.
