Fang Yu turned his head and looked at the Sanhe Saint Lord and said, "Okay, since you don't have support, then follow me. I still have many questions to ask you in the future."
After saying that, he stretched out his finger at the Sanhe Saint Lord.
The face of the Sanhe Saint Lord changed drastically and even shouted, but his whole body was sealed to death, making it difficult to shake his arms, let alone break free.
"bass!"
Fang Yu's fingertips touched the forehead of the Sanhe Saint Lord, and a strange light flashed.
The Sanhe Saint Lord was shocked all over, and then he lost consciousness and fell into a coma.
"It's really a miserable thing to be so miserable." After the Sanhe Saint Lord fell into a coma, Hong Yaozu shook his head and sighed.
"Think about the formation of the Holy Pattern Clan, if we defeated the party, how miserable would you be?" Fang Yu looked at Hong Yaozu and said.
Hong Yaozu recalled the momentum of the major bloodline elites of the Holy Wild Clan when they arrived, and shivered.
"Go away, Babe."
Fang Yu summoned Beibei.
"bass!"
The little white dog released a ring.
Fang Yu entered it first.
Hong Yaozu opened his eyes wide and looked at the ring and the hanging beige in the air, his face full of shock.
"Wang!"
Beibei seemed to urge him a little impatiently.
"Sorry, sorry..." Hong Yaozu quickly apologized, and then flew into the ring with the unconscious three-combined holy master.
"Swoosh!"
The next second, his vision changed.
There are many buildings around, and the top floor of the tower is at the foot of the foot.
"……Well?!"
Hong Yaozu's eyes widened and looked around.
He just... returned to the Tiansha clan and returned to the tower of Tiandao Gate!?
Back in an instant...how did this be done?!
Hong Yaozu's face was full of shock and he couldn't say a word.
At this time, Fang Yu landed on the top of the tower.
The illusion still exists.
He walked towards the coffee table ahead and came to the transformed "Fang Yu".
The "Fang Yu" stood up and stretched out a hand.
Fang Yu also stretched out a hand and shook it with him.
"bass!"
At this time, the illusion that spread throughout the Heavenly Dao Sect was instantly lifted.
"oh?"
A scene entered Fang Yu's mind through his spiritual sense.
It was the situation where Qi Zong came to find Fang Yu.
"What happened to the Holy Wild Clan, his reaction was so fast... This Qi Sect, no... the relationship between the organization and the Holy Wild Clan should not be simple." Fang Yu sat down in front of the coffee table, squinted his eyes, and thought to himself, "And, after the Holy Wild Clan had an accident, he came to me as soon as possible, and probably thought that it was me who appeared in the Holy Wild Clan..."
But judging from that scene, Qi Zong did not doubt Fang Yu who appeared at that time.
In other words, the illusion that Fang Yu specially came back to set up still played its due role.
"Brother, where did this guy go?" Hong Yaozu came back to his senses from the shock and asked.
Fang Yu glanced at the Sanhe Saint Lord who was unconscious in Hong Yaozu's hand and said, "Create a dungeon for him. After the construction is completed, I will set up a few magic circles."
"clear!"
Then, Hong Yaozu turned around and left with the Three Holy Lord.
After walking a few steps, he turned around and looked to the other side.
Feng Chen still sat in the corner.
At this moment, Feng Chen was opening his eyes wide and staring at the Sanhe Saint Lord who was holding in Hong Yaozu's hand, with only disbelief in his eyes.
He came from the Feng Hong bloodline of the Holy Pattern Clan and naturally recognized the Three Holy Lord, one of the four great holy masters!
But at this time, he couldn't be happy.
Because he saw the supreme Three Holy Lord who was regarded as a god by him in the past... Now his face is covered with blood and his body is covered with wounds!
At the same time, he was still in a coma and was at the mercy of Hong Yaozu!
What's going on?!
what happened?!
"Brother, what should I do?" Hong Yaozu looked at Fang Yu and asked.
"By the way, I really forgot him." Fang Yu also looked in Feng Chen's direction, thought for a while, and walked forward.
He squatted down in front of Feng Chen and smiled, "It seems that you can recognize the Three Holy Lords."
Feng Chen looked at Fang Yu in front of him and couldn't speak.
"Oh, let me tell you, my elder brother and I went to the Holy Pattern Clan, knocked out the Holy Lord Mountain, and destroyed three of the four Holy Lords, leaving only him." Hong Yaozu said from the side.
"...Impossible, this is impossible, absolutely impossible..." Feng Chen's eyes were bloodshot and he kept shaking his head.
"No need to do this. Compared with the killing elites from various bloodlines of the Holy Pattern Clan, you are already very lucky to be alive." Hong Yaozu walked forward and gently patted Feng Chen's shoulder to show comfort.
“Ahhhh…”
Feng Chen rushed forward as if he was crazy, opening his mouth as if he wanted to bite Hong Yaozu.
Hong Yaozu was so scared that he immediately took several steps back, and then felt embarrassed and kicked him forward.
"Bang!"
The kick hit Feng Chen in the chest and made a muffled sound.
Blood flowed out of the corner of Fengchen's mouth.
"I still want to touch me? I'm not afraid of your Saint, will I be afraid of you?" Hong Yaozu forced himself to calm down, tidied up his collar, and said.
"You are pretty good now." Fang Yu looked at Hong Yaozu and said with a smile.
"Of course, brother, we are now... members of the God Destroy Gang, how can we be cowardly?" Hong Yaozu coughed dryly and replied.
"Okay, you take the Sanhe Saint away, as for him... make other plans." Fang Yu said.
"Yes!" Hong Yaozu glanced at Feng Chen again before leaving.
"If you destroy the Holy Pattern Clan, you will inevitably be punished by the Lord of God. You will definitely die tragically. You and your companions will have to pay a heavy price..." Feng Chen roared with blood in his eyes.
"Don't you believe it? Why do you believe it again now?" Fang Yu smiled.
Feng Chen stared at Fang Yu with resentful eyes, his whole body trembling.
"Next time I go to the Holy Pattern Clan, I will take you there. You can see it with your own eyes." Fang Yu stood up and walked back to the coffee table.
He sat alone in the easy chair, thinking about some questions.
A lot of information about the gods was obtained from the Sanhe Saint Lord, but the authenticity of some of the information still needs to be verified.
Now, there is no need to worry about the Gods. After the Holy Pattern Clan has an accident... the Gods will inevitably react.
When the gods react, then decide what to do later.
The problem now is... we have to figure out the relationship between the so-called human organization and the Holy Pattern Clan.
"When Hong Yaozu built the dungeon, go directly to ask the Sanhe Saint Lord... If it really matters, maybe you can get more information about that organization." Fang Yu thought to himself.
"Brother, you're back!"
The ball suddenly appeared behind and ran towards Fang Yu quickly.
"Just back." Fang Yu replied.
"I have been waiting for you to come back these days. I have something to tell you." Xiaoqiu came to Fang Yu, raised his head and said.
"What's the matter?" Fang Yu asked, rubbing Xiaoqian's head.
"It was the day you left, I had a dream. Brother, I rarely slept in the past and rarely dreamed." Xiaoqiu frowned, with confusion and excitement on his little face, and said, "In my dream, I saw my master..."
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