"Who do these people feel the frequent waves of terrifying vitality fluctuations coming from the air? The leader of the Dragon Group, who has always been extremely calm, was also in a state of panic at this moment. Looking at the direction of the ruins gate, he muttered to himself as if asking questions.

"have no idea."

Fang Tong, who was standing on the tree branch, responded expressionlessly, but the frown and solemn look was surprisingly unaware of surprise, indicating his inner uneasy.[]

He was originally from another different world, a person from the cultivation world. He thought that after coming to this completely different world, there was no possibility of going back, everything here was so different from the cultivation world. Although there was not too much discomfort, he would always lack a sense of belonging.

Just like a wanderer outside, no matter how good he is, he will have a kind of thoughtfulness and irreplaceable sense of belonging when he returns to his hometown. Similarly, although Fang Tong is now adapting to this world that is very different from the world of cultivation and is well adapted, he still lacks a sense of belonging in the comb after all.

At this moment, seeing Qiu Hanguang and others fighting in the distance, Fang Tong actually had an impulse.

It was a strange feeling that he seemed to have seen his relatives and wanted to rush forward to recognize him. However, Fang Tong knew clearly that the other party must not be a good person, but he still could not eliminate this strange feeling and could only suppress it with absolute reason.

At the same time, complicated thoughts drifted away, thinking about how the other party came here and where they originally came from. Are they the world of cultivation, or the only remaining cultivators in this world? Where are these cultivators gathered, how many such cultivators are there, how good their cultivation is, etc.

This series of questions kept flashing in Fang Tong's mind, making Fang Tong feel itchy, and he wanted to rush over and grab one directly to ask.

Looking from a distance, the leader of the Long Group was nervous. It was not difficult for him to find that the other party's figure and facial features were the same as those of the earthlings. It looked no different from those of him and others. The dress of the Leishi was completely different from that of him and others, but it seemed to be very similar to the ancient costumes in ancient China. It had a wide robe, a long robe, a long robe, a jade belt, a feather crown, and a cloud shoe.

If they were ancient Chinese, their power was so powerful that even the leader of the Holy Alliance, who was known as the number one in the Interstellar Alliance, would not be an enemy of the one in the hands of the King of the Koala Rock. However, they could still be equal to the battle.

"Where do these people come from? Are they descendants of the ancient martial arts families hidden in ancient China, or are these people the ancients who came out of that ruin?" For a moment, the leader of the Dragon Group was full of doubts, but he could not find the answer at all.

Just when the leader of the Dragon Group was shocked, Fang Tong, who was originally standing at the top of the tree, suddenly changed his expression. He jumped and jumped down. At the same time, a blue energy spread out, wrapping the leader of the Saint Alliance and the leader of the Dragon Group who were healing on the side.

"Don't move."

Seeing the puzzled gaze of the leader of the Dragon Group, Fang Tong immediately spoke out and stopped him. Then he raised his head and looked at the sky with a solemn expression.

Seeing this, the leader of the Long Group suppressed the question in his heart and followed Fang Tong's gaze toward the sky.

The blue sky was penniless, leaving only two intertwined suns. There was nothing else except that.

The leader of the Dragon Group frowned and was about to ask Fang Tong what he meant. Suddenly, a black figure appeared within his realization range. His black armor was very similar to the one who fought in front of the ruins, and even looked a little bit similar to each other. However, from the outside, he looked much younger.

Seeing this black figure, the leader of the Dragon Group, who was originally going to ask questions, swallowed the words he had heard, and his eyes became a little strange when he looked at Fang Tong.

No matter what, my strength should be far greater than the teenage guy in front of me. But this little guy first discovered that someone was approaching. If it weren't for the incident with me, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe it.

At the same time, the leader of the Dragon Group looked at the figure above the sky and his heart was raised to his throat. Although he could vaguely feel that the other party's strength was not much stronger than his, there was still a wounded person who needed to take care of him and it was inconvenient to fight. It was extremely difficult to escape just now.

What's more, if the stronger existence behind it is discovered, the consequences...

Thinking of this, even the leader of the Dragon Group, who had been standing at the peak of power, could not help but start to secretly get up.

Looking at the figure flying forward without any pause in the sky, the leader of the Dragon Team couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "It's okay..."

“Ah………………………………………………………

Fortunately, the words in my heart were not finished. The leader of the Holy Alliance who was originally quietly clinging to the ground suddenly burst out on his forehead, and he raised his head and roared. Then a mouthful of gray-gray object spit out. Before the gray object landed, it turned into a cloud of gray mist and dissipated into the air.

After exhaling this dark breath, the Holy Alliance leader's face had improved a lot.

But Fang Tong's attention was not here, but looked at the sky with an extremely heavy expression. At the same time, a crystal small sword that was about an inch was hidden on the palm of his hand, which was the Xuanbing Sword.

But the man in black robe who had already turned into a black stream of light and flew over, appeared in Fang Tong's sight again. The direction was exactly where Fang Tong and others were.

This is what Fang Tong has been worried about before. Although he was extremely curious about these monks, Fang Tong did not want to contact him at this moment. After all, no matter where he was, he was always strong. All this in the world of cultivation is vividly displayed.

At this moment, Fang Tong's strength is only in the late stage of the Killing Pill, and at this moment, the few people who fought before the Golden Stone Gate all have the strength of the God Transformation Stage. Even if Fang Tong now uses many methods, he is far from comparable to ordinary late stage monks in the Killing Pill. However, Fang Tong asked himself that he did not have the ability to fight head-on with the God Transformation Stage monks.

Therefore, Fang Tong thought that now was not a good time to transfer with him, and at least he had to wait until he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage before he could have the ability to protect himself.

The man in black robe looked only in his twenties, and looked extremely young. However, the fluctuations of his energy on his body made people dare not underestimate him. He looked at the three people on the ground with curiosity, and the curiosity flashed in his eyes. (To be continued)


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