As the host, Gai Hong was arranged to sit a few people, and he couldn't wait to see Fang Chen and wanted an explanation.
Hong Sanxiang was quietly looking at Gai Hong at this moment, and a look of contemplation flashed in his eyes.
Gai Hong’s Mingzhang has been destroyed, but logically speaking, it has completely died. How can he appear quietly again?
This is unreasonable and unreasonable.
"You are indeed dead."
Fang Chen said something a little disappointed in Gai Hong's expectant gaze.
"Yes, mine is indeed dead. As a lonely ghost during this period, I realized that there is indeed an underworld in this world. Unfortunately, I have never found it and I have never seen anyone come to see you."
Gai Hong sighed softly.
"Fang Jianshou, if he was already dead, what was he now? If he was a wandering soul, why could he show up?"
Shen Ji frowned and said, "If all the wandering souls in the world can appear, I have practiced for many years and I will never have seen them once."
Hong Sanxiang looked at Fang Chen and obviously wanted to get an answer.
"In the human world, if you were not born with yin and yang eyes, you would naturally be unable to see the wandering soul. Even the Immortal King, the ancestor of the Church will do the same."
Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "It just so happened that among ancient Taoist techniques, there is a Taoist technique that allows wandering souls to appear briefly."
Ancient Taoism?
Born with yin and yang eyes?
Several people looked at Fang Chen's gray-white eyes and suddenly realized in their hearts.
"Fang Jianshou, how long can I last like this? Will you see me again after a while?"
Gai Hong Road.
"It's only three or five days."
Fang Chen pondered.
In fact, Gai Hong is now a day tripman from the Yan Jun lineage. Like Shi Long and others, as long as he appears in the world, he will be no different from a living person.
"Are you three or five days... that's enough."
Gai Hong nodded slightly, then looked at Hong Sanxiang, his face a little ugly:
"Mr. Hong, I'm going to tell you a long story. My death has nothing to do with Julu. Don't take your anger here again. If I die, I will still make the people under my command suffer. This is not what I want to see."
"I will naturally listen to the prince's words, but the prince's anger has not subsided yet. The prince can tell the prince himself."
Hong Sanxiang took out a mysterious mirror and pointed it at Gai Hong.
The Xuantian Mirror not only showed Gai Hong, but also the Shen Ji and Fang Chen.
The mirror surface was rippling, and soon a middle-aged man with a majestic face appeared in it.
When he saw Gai Hong, he was not shocked, but frowned and said, "What happened?"
The rest of the light stayed on Fang Chen and Shen Ji for less than a breath.
"The Great One."
Fang Chen's thoughts moved.
This person who thought he was the King of Heaven and Heaven, and his name was probably not known to him. He also learned it from the reference of Zhou Tian.
Gai Hong said the matter again. When he mentioned Qin Hucheng, Gai Shizun's brows were obviously frowning tighter.
"It's Xuxian Sword Sect again. Wu'er's affairs had already happened. Now I'm still killing my eldest son. I want to go over and seek justice."
The picture of Xuantian Mirror began to gradually dissipate.
Gai Hong hurriedly said, "Wait, Qin Hucheng is... Blood Spirit Sect..."
"Criminal, the prince has left."
Hong Sanxiang put away the Xuantian Mirror.
Fang Chen and Shen Ji looked at each other with a strange look.
The King of Zhentian thought that he had already understood the whole story of the whole thing, but now he pretended not to know it. Instead, he wanted to trouble the Xuxian Sword Sect. Is he not wanting to get involved in the internal struggles of the Blood Spirit Sect?
"Old Master Hong, please go back and explain this to my father. The reason why Qin Hucheng attacked me was the instruction of the Blood Spirit Sect!"
Gai Hong said in a deep voice.
Hong Sanxiang shook his head gently: "This matter has nothing to do with the Blood Spirit Sect. Since the prince said it was the Xuxian Sword Sect, it was naturally the Xuxian Sword Sect.
The prince will seek justice for the prince, but please rest assured that the wasteland will not see civil strife in Zhongzhou, so he should come forward to give a better result."
"If my old sword immortal is not dead, will your prince dare to throw this pot on the head of the Xuxian Sword Sect?"
Fang Chen suddenly smiled.
Hong Sanxiang frowned slightly, glanced at Fang Chen and said lightly:
"Fang Jianshou is talented and has made a huge name in Zhongzhou in a short time. He is valued by the Waste Garden and the Xuxian Sword Sect. I admire this very much.
However... Fang Jianshou had ever thought that Lao I was also a mysterious immortal and did not need to be polite to a junior who had not yet become a climax.
I hope Fang Jianshou is cautious in his words and actions, and not cause trouble for himself. In this world, there are too many things that Fang Jianshou has never seen, and there are too many things that he has never imagined."
Gai Hong's expression changed slightly, and he winked at Fang Chen, and sent a message: "He is a killer. Don't provoke him. If he gets crazy, he won't give anyone any face."
"Who doesn't give you any face? It may not be like this."
Fang Chen smiled and looked out of the hall: "True Lord Panshan, can you come and learn about this Xuanxian's trick?"
"Here!"
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at them, and saw a tall soldier standing in the shadow outside the hall.
This man was wearing dragon scale armor and holding a Fang Tian Painted Gaulle. When he stepped into the hall in one step, everyone except Fang Chen, including Hong Sanxiang, felt that he had become an ant, standing under the snow-capped mountain, looking at the vastness from afar.
piece.
"Senior Hong is very knowledgeable. I wonder if he has ever seen the true Lord of Panshan?"
Fang Chen looked at Hong Sanxiang and said with a smile.
A bloody red flashed in Hong Sanxiang's eyes, and his momentum suddenly changed, and he changed from an old man with a gloomy face to a mad wolf.
A faint contempt flashed in the eyes of Zhenjun Panshan, and he just raised his foot and appeared in front of Hong Sanxiang, waving the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand and smashed it on him.
Bang!
Hong Sanxiang lay heavily on the ground, and the blood in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he woke up again. The difference was that there was an extra foot on his back, and the tip of the sword of Fang Tian Huaji pressed against the back of his head.
Hong Sanxiang was shrouded in coldness, and he was shocked. This person's cultivation was far above him, at least an immortal king!
The shock in his heart was not because he had never seen this immortal king before, but the square sword head in front of him. A junior could actually drive the immortal king to do things. He could never think of the reason here!
Although Shen Ji was prepared, a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.
The big red sedan chair, the bone dragon, and the one in front of you...
She couldn't help but look at Fang Chen, what trump card does this person have in his hand?
Gai Hong's expression changed again and again. He looked at Fang Chen, then looked at the true Lord of Panshan, then looked at Hong Sanxiang, opened his mouth, and finally he didn't say a word, as if all the words were stuck in his throat, it was difficult.
Tell it out.
"Senior Hong, take out the Xuantian Mirror, I want to meet the King of Heaven."
Fang Chen smiled faintly.
Hong Sanxiang glanced at Fang Chen deeply, took out the Xuantian Mirror silently, and pointed it at Fang Chen.
A few breaths later, the God of Heaven appeared again in the Mysterious Mirror. Unlike before, this time he was facing Fang Chen.