Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul stood above the Blood Dragon's head, and his eyes were full of coldness. {3w.

She knew very well that if she could not escape this net this time, she would probably have both souls and souls.

Now she has no other means except this blood-colored dragon. The blood-colored dragon is the last gathering of her essence and blood. After a long time, she will automatically collapse.

Fang Qingmei gritted her teeth and pointed at the small dragon pattern between her eyebrows. Her Nascent Soul suddenly disappeared into the blue thunder net.

In a blink of an eye, Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul had appeared in the void a hundred feet away. At this time, Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul had only a small Feng Ling Sword to protect his body, which seemed even more and more dull than before.

Given Fang Qingmei's current situation, let alone the Nascent Soul Ancestor, even a real person at the peak of the Golden Pill, she can be taken down directly.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor who transformed into the alchemy shore had even more gloomy eyes. There was even a hint of mockery in his eyes.

In this mockery, the man gently pinched his fingers and a green magic arrow appeared in his hand.

The magic arrow is only one inch, but the faint light of lightning on it carries the breath of destroying all things. Not to mention humans, this magic arrow can turn the mountains into pieces even if it falls on a mountain.

"It's over, the fifth Nascent Soul Ancestor, hum!"

With a gentle and cold snorting, the man was about to sacrifice the magic arrow in his hand when a figure rushed towards him.

The figure changed the man's face. He was about to wave his hand and bounced away. Suddenly, the figure exploded in the void.

The rolling blood mist turned into a winged flying dragon in the Golden Elixir stage and rushed towards the man.

The winged flying dragon in the Golden Pill stage. In the eyes of a man, he is just a bug-like existence. In normal times, he can knock this level of existence into ashes by waving his sleeves.

Now, he also waved his sleeves, and a blue-gold lightning blasted the winged dragon into pieces.

But it made him angry. At this pause, Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul had disappeared without a trace.

After running away, he designed the perfect interception. He failed to finish the exam, which really made the visitor angry. Although Fang Qingmei exploded her body and the rare bloodline pattern, although Fang Qingmei rarely made a breakthrough from now on, it was not perfect enough after all.

This made the man very uncomfortable.

"Fang Jinliang in Xiashenyuan City. Can you please stop taking action and discuss it carefully?" A middle-aged monk wearing a green brocade robe and with the peak of foundation building cultivation, drove a purple flying sword from a distance and rushed over quickly.

However, although his speed is fast, in the eyes of those who have changed into his son, it is really a bit worse than that.

He simply waved his sleeves at Fang Jinliang. Fang Jinliang's body turned into blood in the void. The visitor smiled coldly and said, "Kill you with your son's identity. It's also your death."

While speaking, the man looked at the distance with regret, then waved his sleeves and disappeared into the city of Shenyuan.

Half an hour later, the man appeared in a valley within 300 miles. Although it was already autumn, the valley was still full of flowers, and the melodious sound of the piano continued to echo throughout the valley.

"Baopa!" The man patted his hands gently, and said with a hint of teasing in his words: "The sound of the senior brother's piano is getting better and better."

The person who played the piano was a man in his forties. His face was pale, giving people a very weak beauty. He gently pressed the sound of the piano and looked at the visitor and said, "Junior brother, there are no outsiders here. You can put away this deformation method."

The man who turned into the alchemy shore smiled and suddenly grew more than a foot taller. At this time, he was eight feet taller.

The face that looked full of wine and color also turned into a handsome face, but the eyes of this face had a trace of narrowness.

"Junior brother, how are you doing?" the man in white stood up from the ground and asked softly.

The man with narrow eyes smiled proudly, "I'm going to do it, there's no possibility of mistakes, but Fang Qingmei is indeed not an ordinary person. In the end, he actually used the magical power of moving and escaped the Nascent Soul."

"Escaped from the Yuanying?" The man in white repeated the words of the man with narrow eyes, and then smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother, Fang Qingmei has lost her **. It is already a delusion to go further in the future."

"Not only did she lose her, she also exploded the bloodline of the Fang family. Otherwise, how could I allow her to escape like this?" The man with narrow eyes smiled proudly, and said in his voice full of complacency.

The man in white disliked this attitude of the man, but he was very happy about the result.

As the head of Wanfa Hall, he has studied a lot of bloodlines in the Fang family. Once the monks of the Fang family lose their bloodlines, not to mention progress, even if they maintain their cultivation without regressing, it will become impossible.

Fang Qingmei appeared and even if she was reborn in the body, her magic power would drop rapidly, and she might even fall to the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

A Jindan real person is basically nothing in the eyes of the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, let alone a Jindan real person who cannot make progress.

"You are doing a good job in junior brother. This is a great achievement. I will report to Master and ask him to reward you."

The man with narrow eyes smiled and said, "I'll talk about the reward matter later. Senior brother, didn't the Fang family put an invitation to the celebration of enlightenment this time? Let me go to Wanfa Hall!"

"Are you going to attend their enlightenment celebration?" A trace of suspicion appeared on the face of the man in white.

"Yes, I'll go." The man with narrow eyes smiled complacently: "The Fang family has been a little confused about their location over the years, so I'll warn them. I want them to know that even if they have blood lines, for our Wanfa Hall, they are nothing."

The man in white pondered for a moment and said softly: "Junior brother, do you think that Fang Qingmei will recognize you?"

"I just want her to recognize her." The man with narrow eyes smiled coldly: "She doesn't recognize her, I want to tell her who I am, ruining her Daoji, and appearing in front of her again makes her resentful, but she can't do anything. Senior brother, don't you think this is a very happy thing."

"What's more, the entire Fang family, do you think anyone can do anything about me?"

The confidence of the man with narrow eyes made a trace of cold light appear in the eyes of the man in white, but then he chuckled and said, "My junior brother's method of returning to the sect has been cultivated to the point where a hundred methods fly together. Even Fang Shengtian cannot keep you, Junior brother."

"Since you are going, then go and celebrate it!"

The man with narrow eyes nodded with a smile, and a hint of pride rose in his eyes: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely help Fang Qingmei well to celebrate her celebration of her Taoism."

"I believe this celebration will be unforgettable for the entire Fang family."

The man in white nodded and didn't say anything.

At this time, Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul had rushed into the Wangwu Cave Heaven named by the Fang family. In just a moment, the forehead bell on the Temple of Heaven Peak rang.

The bells ring nine times represent the smell of alertness.

Fang Ling, who was comprehending the Shocking Rainbow Art under a big tree, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the bell.

"Qingmei, who did it?" Fang Shengtian's eyes were full of anger, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

In the past few days, Fang Shengtian has been immersed in the joy of another Yuanying ancestor among the Fang clan. However, before this joy has passed, Fang Qingmei was actually destroyed by someone, and even exploded his bloodline Taoist patterns.

As a Nascent Soul Ancestor who has been practicing for many years, he is very aware of the impact of Fang Qingmei losing her body now.

Without physical body, Fang Qingmei's cultivation will be difficult to improve. Without the bloodline of the Fang family, it will be difficult for Fang Qingmei to maintain her Nascent Soul cultivation.

Fang Qingmei, the new Nascent Soul Ancestor, can be said to be ruined!

At this moment, Fang Shengtian felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell!

Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul was in a white jade plate filled with spiritual energy. Although the small Nascent Soul seemed to flash with treasure light, if you look closely, you will find that Fang Qingmei looked extremely weak at this moment.

The little Nascent Soul felt like she wanted to be damaged.

"It's Wanfa Hall!" A faint voice sounded in the jade plate.

This jade plate is a treasure of the Fang family. It can preserve the energy of things like the Nascent Soul Golden Pill without damage.

However, Fang Qingmei has already lost most of the money, so she seems a little overwhelmed when speaking.

As soon as the three words "Wanfa Hall" sounded, the entire cave became silent. A trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of the third elder, but the fourth elder's eyes had a trace of fear.

In addition to anger, Fang Shengtian's face was even more depressed, while the second elder Fang Rongfei's expression became even more gloomy.

In fact, after seeing Fang Qingmei's appearance, they had some guesses in their minds, but if Fang Qingmei didn't say it, they were also unwilling to let their guesses be true.

The three words "Wanfatang" are like a mountain, which makes the four people present feel a little breathless.

They are unwilling to face the Ten Thousand Dharma Hall, and they are even more unwilling to face the Han Fazun, who is known as the return of all Dharmas to the Sect.

"Qingmei, would you read it wrong?" The fourth elder pondered for a moment and asked softly.

"The fourth brother, besides Wanfa Hall, who else will attack Qingmei at this time?" The third elder said coldly without waiting for the fourth elder to finish his words.

The fourth elder's face changed for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice: "It's important now, and I'm afraid that Qingmei will misread it."

In the room, except for the third elder's cold snorting, he became silent again. Fang Qingmei glanced around and said in a deep voice: "He used the Wanfa Hall's Wanfa Return to the Sect in the end, and this would be fine."

"What impression do you have of this person, Qingmei?" Fang Shengtian pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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