Thinking of his years of resentment, he was able to take revenge at this moment, Fang Zhenyu felt extremely refreshed in his heart.

At this moment, at this moment, no one who offended us, Fang Zhenyu, ended up with a good end!

At this time, another person smiled, that was the nobleman standing beside Fang Zhenyu. She pursed her lips and smiled gently, because of the woman named Fang Qingmei!

At this moment, you are nothing great.

As for the unlucky guy named Fang Ling, you don’t pay attention to it at all. She even felt that this person was a bit redundant.

It would be better to die than to die. The nobleman who had this thought in his mind shook his head gently.

Although her status is much different from Fang Zhenyu, she has been serving Fang Zhenyu for many years and knows the temperament of the eldest son of the Fang family.

With the maximization of interests, he will never let the waste die. He will definitely maximize the value of this waste. As for Fang Qingmei's revenge, as long as he enters the ancestral land and understands the secrets of the divine pattern left by his ancestors, everything is not a problem.

Many people looked at Fang Ling with a sympathetic look at them. In their opinion, the man who was attacked by Senior Brother Fang Zhenyu with the red phosphorus blood python was only waiting.

Fang Qingmei's heart was squeezing to her throat. Although she had already exerted her greatest strength, she knew Fang Zhenyu's power more.

She prayed to the heaven that she could give her a blink of an eye. In just a blink of an eye, she could rush to him and help him block the attack.

The time for blinking is really short, but just this short blinking time is extremely precious in Fang Qingmei's eyes.

She was even willing to use her cultivation to exchange for this blink of an eye.

But many things are not something that can be exchanged just by wanting to exchange. At least she has no way to do it now.

Just when her mind was a little confused, the palm had approached Fang Ling. Everything seemed to be unable to change.

However, just as the blood-red red phosphorus blood python was about to rush into Fang Ling's body, a big hand as dark as ink flew out of the void.

This big hand was like an eagle catching a chicken. He grabbed the blood python and threw it hard towards Fang Zhenyu.

The red phosphorus blood python that is close to the level of the Nascent Soul can definitely control the power of the body, which can definitely exceed 100,000 kilograms. But at this moment, the blood python was in the black big hand, like a toy, and was thrown out directly.

Although the blood python was a phantom, it hit Fang Zhenyu and flew out like a cloth bag.

Fang Zhenyu, who felt that his body was hit by the mountain, had not yet realized what was going on. The black big hand clenched into a black fist again and slammed hard on his nose.

After this, Fang Ling used Xuanpin to sacrifice his big hand, and the force of a punch could definitely smash a mountain into pieces. But this time, Fang Ling did not want to kill Fang Zhenyu, so Fang Zhenyu's body was kept intact.

However, blood bleeds in the seven orifices and meridians all over the body are broken, but it is also indispensable.

As Fang Zhenyu fell to the ground fiercely, the coldness in Fang Ling's eyes flashed in his black palm, and the red phosphorus blood python that flew towards Fang Zhenyu's body again into the black giant hand.

The young master is unparalleled, as graceful as jade!

This is the evaluation of many disciples of the Fang family. Before Fang Qingmei came to the main family, Fang Zhenyu and even the Fang family's greatest hope.

Even though he was suppressed by Fang Qingmei over the years, Fang Zhenyu's momentum was still very strong, and there were still many disciples who followed Fang Zhenyu's pace.

But now, when this famous young master Zhenyu, who was famous all over the world, made a way to fight Fang Qingmei, he actually beat a chess piece in his hand to the ground.

It should even be said that he was beaten to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

What is the hell is going on? According to everyone's thoughts, Fang Zhenyu should have spitted blood in the mouth and suffered heavy damage.

Why is this person so upside down?

This situation made many people unwilling to accept it, and even felt a little unacceptable. But the fact is that the imposing young master Fang Zhenyu was like a dog with a tendon, lying on the ground in a mess.

The nobles were almost the ones present who had the most contact with Fang Ling. She looked at Fang Ling's body that seemed to have no changes, and she felt that there was endless dryness in her mouth.

Although she is just a maid, it does not mean that her IQ is not good. Judging from the current situation, the situation where Tian Fangling did not resist or said nothing in these situations is not that others accept their fate.

Instead, he has the strength to support him in his hands. No matter how he dances, he is just a clown, and does not put it in his heart at all.

In his eyes, the behavior of his own and others must be very funny, very funny, and very ugly!

I always treat others as fools, but in fact I am the real fool. This feeling makes me feel very unhappy.

However, when her beautiful eyes fell on Fang Zhenyu, who was like a dead dog underground, a hint of joy arose in her heart.

Even Fang Zhenyu was defeated, what could he be?

Compared with the nobles, Fang Qingmei almost didn't believe in his eyes. His son, this son who had not seen him for twenty years, thought he would fall into Fang Zhenyu's hands and endure the torture. At this moment, a shocking reversal occurred.

Fang Zhenyu, even if her bloodline can steadily suppress it, she must use all her means to defeat it.

And now, just as he used the red phosphorus blood python hidden in his bloodline to attack his son, his son's strange black hand was directly slapped on the ground.

It was only more than twenty years since I was a little incredible to become a real person of Jindan from an ordinary practitioner. But when my son was taken away by his clan members in a hurry, he was still an ordinary boy.

Now, there are such means.

This made Fang Qingmei's heart full of strange taste. This taste was very strange, with joy and bitterness.

"A sinister, you dare to hurt someone in our Fang family. How can you forgive you today!" Amid the cold shout, someone came to the air.

The moment his voice sounded, a jade ruler flew out of his small Qiankun bag. The jade ruler swayed in the air, and the rolling blue color made the jade ruler rise ten times instantly.

On the jade ruler, ten monsters that look like dragons but not dragons, snakes and unicorns, rushed straight up in the jade ruler, and each giant beast contained a huge momentum of destruction.

"Dragon horn ruler!"

Looking at the blue ruler that was rushing, Fang Qingmei exclaimed. As the best figure in the Fang family's generation, Fang Qingmei naturally would not be unfamiliar with the treasures in this clan.

According to legend, this dragon horn ruler was made of the evil dragon horn that transcended the Nascent Soul realm as raw material. During the activation, ten monster spirits that were penetrated into the dragon horn ruler with force would be activated.

Each of these spirits is not weaker than the peak of the Golden Pill. Coupled with the urging of the Fang family's bloodline, the power gathered by the ten spirits is that even the ancestors at the Nascent Soul level can only avoid and dare not resist.

This dragon horn ruler has always been in the hands of the clan leader of the Fang family, as a magic weapon for the clan leader to suppress the entire clan.

Now, the dragon horn ruler was calling Fang Ling directly without asking any questions. This made Fang Qingmei even more angry when she was extremely worried.

Your son is a son, isn’t my son no longer a son?

Although he knew that his current cultivation level would cause great damage to the Dragon Squad Ruler, Fang Qingmei still shouted lightly, and the phantom of the long winged dragon appeared behind her again.

A pagoda in her hand was sacrificed in the air by her, and she greeted the dragon horn ruler.

This pagoda was the treasure given to her by the Fang family. It was usually quite laborious to activate it. This time, in order to resist the dragon horn ruler, she activated the shadow of the pterosaur in her bloodline and sacrificed the pagoda with all her strength.

But even so, she still knew in her heart that even if she had to resist with all her strength, she could only resist the dragon horn ruler for a moment.

After all, Fang Longxing, as the leader of the tribe, had his cultivation level close to that of the Nascent Soul. Although he could not compare with her in bloodline, his strong cultivation level had already offset the increase in the magic power given to him by the bloodline.

What's more, although this pagoda is good, it is still a little worse than the dragon horn ruler, which is the most treasure of the family.

"Ling'er, come to me quickly!"

Fang Qingmei was filled with tender advice, which made Fang Ling's spirit a little dazed. He looked at the dragon horn ruler that rushed down from the void and frowned slightly.

He has heard of the word "blood power" in the Fang family more than once, but he has not paid much attention to it.

But now, the treasure ruler raised by the person who came to sacrifice was only twice the power, but under the influence of the bloodline behind the man, the treasure ruler actually exerted twice the power.

The power of twice sounds not much, but when monks fight for life and death, they often have a little more power to change the overall situation of life and death.

The means of double the power can make countless people crazy and fight for it!

It seems that this Fang family really has some tricks.

However, Fang Ling didn't have much time to think about the bloodline of the Fang family at this time. Although the pagoda that the mother of this master tried hard to attack was not bad, it was still a little short of this ruler.

What he has to do now is to absorb the potential consciousness of the Lord in his body, so he naturally cannot let the Lord's mother be injured.

Otherwise, the little bit of my master's broken consciousness will be of no benefit to me.

Therefore, Fang Ling did not hesitate, and the black demon-controlling banner in his hand shook, and a pitch-black mysterious female door appeared directly in front of the treasure ruler.

The strange treasure ruler seemed to feel the threat from the Xuanpin Gate and actually wanted to retreat, but how could the palm hiding inside the Xuanpin Gate allow it to escape? (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: I had a severe cold yesterday. I owed my brothers two updates to make up today. Old cat did what he said, don’t worry, brothers, please.
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