Fang Dafu stared at Yuan Ming, and his complicated eyes finally left only the monotonous color of hatred. However, just when he was about to make a move, the blue-eyed man standing next to him held his shoulders.
"Master said, the task is the most important thing, and everything else should be put aside."
Hearing the blue-eyed man's message, Fang Dafu took a step back angrily, but still stared at Yuan Ming with an unkind look on his face.
At the same time, Yan Sijing, one of the three people following Patriarch Lei Ming, was also looking at Yuan Ming, as if she wanted to say something to him in private. However, due to the fact that the female cultivator in the alchemy stage standing next to her could not even transmit her voice.
Don't dare.
Seeing that so many people were looking at Yuan Ming, in the Lingfu Sect team, a middle-aged monk dressed as a scholar sent a message to Yuan Ming:
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, follow me in later to avoid being ambushed by people from Guiyuan Sect and Wulei Sect."
This person's name is Wen Zaifou, he is the highest among the three people in Lingfeng City, and he has already reached the late stage of pill formation.
Yuan Ming nodded in agreement, but was not too worried in his heart.
The current situation is much better than the worst-case scenario that I had previously estimated.
Just when there was a stalemate in the atmosphere, the three members of the Black Desert Alliance walked forward and stood in the magic circle without saying a word. After a flash of spiritual light, they disappeared.
Seeing this situation, Wen Zaihui immediately winked at Yuan Ming, and the two of them stood on the magic circle. As a spiritual light enveloped them, all sight suddenly disappeared.
Yuan Ming only felt that the scenery in front of him changed accordingly, and his body felt like it was soaring in the clouds and mist. When the scenery in front of him stopped, he found that he had arrived in a canyon with a strong yin energy.
There is a dark gray mist of Yin Qi all around, and the Yin wind howls by, bringing with it waves of ghosts crying and shrieking, making people feel chilled both physically and mentally.
The place where Yuan Ming stood was shrouded by a formation, and the shield formed by the pale white spiritual light isolated the evil spirits from the outside, allowing Yuan Ming to observe for a moment.
Wen Zaishu was not with him at this time, and the teleportation formation seemed to have disrupted their position. However, there were no other Nascent Soul monks nearby, which made Yuan Ming relieved.
Just as he was observing his surroundings, the formation under his feet suddenly lit up, and then, a beautiful girl appeared behind Yuan Ming, it was Yan Sijing.
As soon as she appeared, she looked around nervously. When she saw Yuan Ming standing in front of him with a half-smile, a look of joy suddenly flashed across his face.
But then she became nervous again. It wasn't until she found that Patriarch Lei Ming didn't appear around her that she felt completely relieved and quickly said to Yuan Ming:
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I——"
However, before she could finish her words, the formation beneath the two of them lit up again, and this time, it was Fang Dafu who appeared in front of them.
When Fang Dafu saw clearly that it was Yuan Ming and Yan Sijing standing in front of him, he immediately showed a look of astonishment, and then he did not hesitate to withdraw and retreat. At the same time, he raised one hand and summoned three pill-forming zombies to block them.
in front of me.
Yuan Ming had already seen these demon pills refining corpses through his second soul when Su Zimo attacked the spiritual light restriction. He had mastered the whole book of transplanting flowers and trees, so he naturally knew that these so-called corpse refinings were actually cultivated using this method.
The demon elixir monk who came out.
Immediately afterwards, Hai Dafu stirred up all his magic power and made a gesture with one hand toward the bone knife. Waves of Yin Qi immediately emerged from his fingertips, wrapping the bone knife like silk, and a pale flame ignited on the bone knife.
, swallowing up all the incoming Yin Qi.
With Hai Dafu's urging, the pale flames on the bone knife grew higher and higher, and bursts of cold air hit the bones and marrow. Even the bystanders felt the coldness that almost penetrated into the soul.
Hai Dafu smiled coldly, raised his finger, and wanted to control the bone knife to slash at Yuan Ming. But when he looked towards Yuan Ming, he saw that standing over there and being attacked by the demon monks, it was his father Hai.
green.
"Fu'er, as a father, please don't take action again!" Seeing Hai Dafu see him, Hai Qing shouted quickly.
Hai Dafu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said: "You thief, don't try to trick me with illusions! My father is already dead!"
He shouted loudly, and slashed at Hai Qing with the bone knife in front of him without hesitation. The pale flames were like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, and instantly froze Hai Qing into an ice sculpture.
However, the illusion in front of Hai Dafu did not disappear. In his eyes, his father, who was sealed in the ice, was staring at him, with shock and reproach in his eyes.
"Don't stare at me like that!"
Hai Dafu roared and controlled the bone knife to chop the ice into pieces. However, the broken ice was like a mirror, and Hai Qing's eyes were hidden in every fragment.
Looking at Hai Dafu with real eyes at the same time, an indescribable emotion was born in his heart, which was both anger and guilt, and even a hint of joy and joy that shocked him.
"No, no, I didn't think so!"
Hai Dafu roared angrily, his expression seemed to have collapsed. The inexplicable emotion filled his heart, and even made him forget that he was fighting Yuan Ming.
In his eyes, everything around him had disappeared, and only he and the broken ice cubes were still shining in the dark space.
But suddenly, the broken ice on the ground suddenly melted, and the water rushed towards Hai Dafu, and in front of him, it condensed into the shape of sea blue.
"Dafu, you have disappointed my father so much." Hai Qing said, suddenly a bone knife appeared in his hand and pierced Hai Dafu's chest.
The severe pain hit, but it did not wake Hai Dafu up. He looked at his father and the disappointment in his eyes. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart.
"Perhaps, this should have been the case a long time ago."
At the last moment of his life, he thought so.
From the moment he accepted his father's care, his hatred was no longer justifiable.
He thought that what bound him was the past, but he never thought that this might be the reason why he could enjoy everything with peace of mind.
He always thought that he was soft-hearted and couldn't stand the persuasion of others, but in fact, what really brought him to where he was today was his inner greed.
His father may have noticed this, but he always felt guilty and did not dare or want to rebuke him.
The chain of desire pulled him step by step into the abyss, but no one was willing to cut it off.
No, it once existed, but after my mother passed away, it disappeared.
If his father could be strict with himself, if he could be strict with himself, he might not have reached this stage.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
But he never regretted that he was born into a wealthy family.
"My name is...Hai Dafu...father, mother, children...come to reunite with you..."
The last thought passed through Hai Dafu's mind, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness. His knees weakened, and the body fell forward heavily, raising a cloud of dust.