Chapter 362 Song Yanjun!
brush!
In the dark and silent cave.
Yang Fang's eyes suddenly opened, like a flash of lightning, he turned over and moved his body.
Outside the night was heavy and starry.
This time, there was no damage to his body, but he was exhausted and felt tired, but fortunately, he had recovered a lot under the effect of some Huiqi pills.
Yang Fang first stood outside the cave, listened for a while, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal in all directions, he was relieved and began to think about what to do next.
Hell!
Mysterious and powerful.
Even forces like the Sky Palace and the Tianling Pagoda have nothing to do with them.
They even secretly investigated themselves in great detail.
Although they tried to kill their people quickly this time, the subsequent troubles will definitely not be small.
"Take a rest overnight and leave immediately tomorrow!"
Yang Fang made up his mind.
He has not fully recovered his true energy now, if he leaves now, it will be disadvantageous for him in case of trouble, so it is better to recover his true energy first, anyway, he is in the dark night, so he doesn't have to worry about being discovered.
Suddenly, Yang Fang remembered something, turned his palm over, and a few broken yellow jade talismans appeared, showing a trace of regret.
Earth escape talisman!
It is now completely destroyed and can no longer be used.
This thing has been covered with cracks long ago, and after being used twice in a row by myself this time, it is even more overwhelmed!
But fortunately, I still have a side of [Telescopic Thousand Miles Talisman].
This talisman is faster and can escape thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
It hadn't been used before, and that's because he didn't think it was necessary to use it.
This kind of jade talisman is consumable, and he will not use it unless he is in a life-or-death crisis.
As long as he has this talisman, even if he is overtaken by the underworld, he will not be afraid at all.
"Recover your true energy first."
Yang Fang murmured to himself, put away the jade talisman in his hand, then returned to the cave again, and sat down cross-legged.
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In the dark forest.
The figure flickered.
The masters of the three major forces hardly moved this day, but gathered together tightly, waiting for reinforcements.
The scene before was too scary.
Let them be suspicious and afraid to act.
Who would believe that the famous sword-slayer Wang Feng actually ended up like this?
Killing Sword King Feng and Mo Dao Wanming, these are masters who have entered the third ladder.
The physical body is immortal, and the defensive coat will further evolve into a weird membrane. As long as this membrane is not damaged, even if the body is cut into dozens of sections, it can be reassembled.
But what was frightening was that the layer of film on the body of Sword Killer Wang Feng was torn apart almost immediately after a single encounter, and a terrifying evil spirit poured into his body, destroying half of his body on the spot.
It made his body unable to heal at all.
The broken half of the body is tantamount to being permanently broken.
Unless some genius treasures can be used in the future to transplant other people's bodies, otherwise, he will always be a disabled person.
Even if someone else's body is transplanted, the strength and flexibility of the physical body is definitely not as good as the original one.
Slaying Sword King Feng is equivalent to being abolished in half.
Fortunately, the black-haired troll's claws did not directly grab Wang Feng's head.
If not, wouldn't Wang Feng be sure to die at this moment?
Many people feel more afraid the more they think about it.
During the whole day, apart from taking care of Sword Killer Peak, they also found dead hungry wolves and Bai Wuchang whose head had been crushed.
Without exception, all of them died completely.
Especially Bai Wuchang, the membrane on his body surface was completely destroyed, almost identical to the body of Slaying Sword Wang Feng.
Even Bai Wuchang's body was rotting.
An unspeakable evil spirit poured into his body, constantly eroding his body.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, how would the three major forces dare to pursue it further? I just hope that I can wait for the reinforcements here, and wait for those elders to come before I can think of a way.
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In Tianling City.
Ye Xuan opened his eyes again from the room, turned his body up instantly, exhaled lightly, and fell into thought.
"Yuanshi, Yuanshi... that senior is too deep and unfathomable."
Ye Xuan sighed in his heart.
Tomorrow is the final showdown between him and Tang Huan.
Whether he became famous in one fell swoop or was defeated by Tang Huan, we will all see this time!
In the three martial arts competition, failure is not just a simple failure.
Very likely to be disabled!
More likely to die tragically!
So, it is impossible not to be nervous.
brush!
Ye Xuan pulled out his long sword, and immediately practiced quickly in the room, every move was full of unspeakable charm.
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The night passed silently.
Another four or five hours passed.
Yang Fang felt that his true energy had almost recovered.
Seeing that the sky was about to break dawn, he stood up and didn't stay any longer, but flashed his body, passed by in an instant, and rushed towards the distance.
Crushing all the way, there is no one in front of you.
While rushing forward, he was thinking about the future in his heart.
It's a pity that in Tianling City, Liu Xianquan is still helping him refine the elixir,
If you just leave like this, those pills will be in vain.
It's better to wait until the limelight passes, and then go get the pill by yourself!
And once I reach the third ladder, I don't believe that the **** can do anything to me.
The third ladder is already the limit allowed by this world.
No matter how strong the underworld is, how can it surpass the third ladder?
As long as you are still limited to the third ladder, then you don't need to be afraid at all if you rely on various cards.
Thinking of this place, Yang Fang paused, changed direction, and headed towards a nearby town.
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At noon.
In a lively tavern.
The second floor area.
Yang Fang had already changed into a human skin mask, even his favorite black robe and green robe, and wore a newly bought white robe.
The white robe is bright and clean, not stained with dust, and against the backdrop of the full head of black hair, it has a special temperament.
The entire tavern is full of quacks from all over the world, talking about what they have seen and heard in various places.
Among them, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the three martial arts competition in Tianling City.
In the entire eastern region, almost all influential forces were invited.
For many Jianghu people, this kind of grand event is a famous game that they will never be able to touch in their lifetime.
Just as Yang Fang was eating quietly, preparing to return to Tianling City again at night, suddenly, outside the gate of the tavern, a figure in black robe appeared here with a smile on his face.
Then, he raised his head, stepped on the sole of his foot, and appeared on the second floor of the restaurant from the entrance area in an instant as if traveling through space.
But the weird thing is that no one in the entire restaurant seems to be able to find him.
The restaurant was noisy, and many quacks were still discussing various things non-stop.
The figure in the black robe has a pale face, revealing a pointed chin, two beards on his lips, and a beard on his chin.
He couldn't tell the exact age, a face that seemed to have been out of the sun all year round, with a smile on his face, scanned the audience, and finally landed on Yang Fang suddenly, walked out, appeared directly in front of Yang Fang, and said with a smile:
"Friend, I wonder if I can sit down?"
His voice came out, containing a strange power.
In all directions except Yang Fang, no one else could hear the slightest bit.
Regarding his arrival and his voice, everyone seemed to be unaware of him.
Yang Anxin was startled, and instantly captured a layer of invisible spiritual power.
What a powerful spiritual mystery.
This seems to be a huge spiritual field that includes everyone in this spiritual field. What anyone hears or sees is seriously controlled and distorted by him.
"Who are you?"
Yang Fang's tone was calm.
There are so many seats in the inn, this person only chooses his place.
If it is said that there is no weirdness, he will not believe it.
"Black impermanence."
He smiled and sat on a chair without any concealment.
Yang Fang's complexion changed, and he stood up suddenly, almost wanting to make a move.
But the other party quickly spoke again, and smiled: "Don't be nervous, don't say whether you can kill me, even if you kill me, you can't run away, don't you want to know why I came here?"
"Didn't you want to avenge Bai Wuchang?"
Yang Fang's tone was indifferent.
"This guy wants to die, why should I avenge him?"
Hei Wuchang smiled, and the voice came out, but the surrounding people still couldn't hear it at all.
Even Yang Fang's voice was directly distorted by him.
From the perspective of everyone, Yang Fang still sat there motionless, tasting wine quietly.
I dare not imagine that at this moment, there is already a strong man who they can't see and can't hear opposite Yang Fang.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Fang frowned.
Hei Wuchang smiled slightly, and said: "We have checked your deeds, and the organization has a very high evaluation of your talent, so we sent Bai Wuchang to win you over before, but Bai Wuchang is too conceited and playful. He wants you to fall into a desperate situation, and then he will appear in person to win you over!
I just didn’t expect that he seriously underestimated you and died in your hands. I have to say that Bai Wuchang is too useless, weak and fun. Such a person will die when he dies. Why should I go to war for him?
This time, I came here again to win you over. How about it? Are you interested in joining [Underworld]? "
"Um?"
Yang felt relieved and froze his head.
Hei Wuchang's words made him unexpected.
"What kind of power is the underworld? What can I get if I join the underworld?"
Yang Fang asked.
"What is the power of the underworld? I can't tell you too much now. I can only say that Emperor Hades, Po Meng, and the Ten Great Lords of Yan are actually creatures who came out of the depths of darkness and haze. As for what you need to do after joining us? Only One point, follow orders and complete the task."
Hei Wuchang smiled.
Yang Anxin was shocked again.
"Creatures that came out of the dark haze?"
"Yes."
Hei Wuchang smiled slightly, and said: "It should be your blessing to be favored by [Song Yanjun] among the top ten Yanjuns, that's why I came here to invite you again, if it were someone else, I would have already died situation."
Yang Anxin's heart surged rapidly.
Incredible!
The **** is this kind of origin?
Come out from the dark haze?
In the darkness and haze, there are fragments of hair and flesh and blood, and there are many strange voices and indistinct figures. Will there be living things in here?
and!
Hei Wuchang put it simply, follow orders and complete tasks.
In such a weird organization, obeying orders is basically equivalent to losing freedom, and the tasks in the underworld will definitely not be easy!
They often deal with darkness and haze, which is bound to be accompanied by a huge crisis!
"What secrets exist in the dark haze? Can you tell me?"
Yang Fang did not directly agree, but asked out loud.
"No, you haven't become our member yet, even if you become a member, you need certain authority to understand."
Hei Wuchang smiled.
Yang Fang was silent again, and spoke after a while: "You just said [Song Yanjun] asked you to invite me?"
"Yes, [Song Yanjun] happens to be in charge of this eastern area, but not everyone can enter this lord's eyes, so I can give you time to think about it, a stick of incense will do?"
Hei Wuchang smiled.
Flicked his fingers, and with a puff, a burning sandalwood stick was stuck on the table in an instant, and green smoke came out.
Yang Fang remained expressionless and said nothing.
A stick of incense...
It means that once the time has passed, do you have to do something forcibly?
"Didn't you black and white impermanence come out of the darkness?"
Yang Fang asked.
"No, Black and White Wuchang is just an errand runner under Song Yanjun, and it's hard work. By the way, Bai Wuchang's position is often changed. There have been three Bai Wuchangs who have died. Brother Xiao must be careful in the future. You kill him!" After Bai Wuchang dies, it is very likely that he will take his place as well."
He showed a half-smile expression.
Yang Fang remained silent.
The sandalwood on the table is burning slowly.
When the sandalwood was about to burn out, Yang Fang suddenly said, "Yes, I am willing to join you."
Still the same sentence, wait until you develop to the third ladder.
With my current ability, even if I can kill Hei Wuchang, I definitely can't deal with 【Song Yanjun】.
Instead of this, it is better to settle for perfection.
As for the mission of the underworld, let’s take a step at a time.
Anyway, Liu Xianquan's elixir will be refined soon.
"A person who knows current affairs is a hero."
Hei Wuchang smiled and said: "In this case, please come with me, and I will take you to meet our Lord Yan Jun."
"Now?"
Yang Fang was surprised.
"Yes, right now."
Heiwuchang smiled, got up from the chair, and walked out.
Yang Fang took a deep breath, threw away half a coin, and followed directly behind.
The two of them seemed to shrink into an inch, their bodies flickered, and they disappeared in an instant, which was unimaginably fast.
Half an hour later.
has already appeared in a remote mountain Taoist temple.
The entire Taoist temple is very inconspicuous, deserted, and there are not many pilgrims.
The main hall is not as prosperous as other temples, which seems to be the reason why there is no sunshine all year round, and it looks a bit gloomy.
The area outside the hall.
A burly figure sitting in a wheelchair quietly looking outside.
He has age spots all over his face and gray hair. He looks not young, he seems to be around eighty or ninety years old, and his whole body exudes a decaying breath of [dying].
When Yang Fang first arrived, he was obviously taken aback.
This old man who is paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair is the well-known [Song Yanjun] among the top ten Yan Jun?
"Meet Yan Jun!"
Hei Wuchang looked vigilant, bowed to speak, and said honestly, "Xiao Fang has already brought it here."
"coming."
The old man in the wheelchair made an old and peaceful voice, and his eyes looked towards Yang Fang instantly, dark and deep.
In an instant, Yang Fang's hair stood up all over his body.
There is a feeling of being stared at by some unknown beast.
Even the temperature around him began to drop rapidly, just like when he encountered evil spirits in the black iron settlement two years ago, it was completely out of an instinctive resistance.
He took a light breath, and the Leiyin breathing method worked in his body, and he calmed down quickly.
Is this the creature that came out of the dark haze?
is a person?
Is it a demon?
"There are traces of the holy formula on your body, it must have been passed down to you by Zhou Yuan."
Song Yanjun's tone was old, and he said: "Zhou Yuan is a good young man. Back then he was on the third ladder, and his life was approaching, so he joined forces with several strong men who were also on the third ladder to break into the darkness and haze, trying to get out of the darkness and haze." I found a way to prolong life, but unfortunately they found nothing, and then they met me, and I gave them a **** corpse, trying to make them fuse, but unfortunately they also failed to grasp it."
Yang Fang was surprised again.
"Zhou Yuan and the others got the **** corpse from Yan Jun?"
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