"If someone from our Qingwei Sect has made a mistake, it should be punished by our Qingwei Sect. Fairy Caiyun, if you are so overreaching, I am afraid you have gone too far!"
A saint from the Qing Wei Sect had no expression on his face. He was the one who scolded the old slave just now. The old slave opened his mouth to stir up greed in everyone's hearts, which was also his benefit.
"I can't do things well. It's not your turn to criticize me yet. If you don't accept it, you can do it on Cloud Nine!"
Fairy Caiyun is also a strong person.
She didn't take the saints of the Qingwei Sect seriously at all.
The saint from the Qingwei Sect had a stiff look on his face, and Fairy Caiyun had a notorious reputation, so he naturally did not dare to fight against Fairy Caiyun.
The death of an old slave in the sect is a small matter. If he is in danger and is killed, it will affect the great cause of the Qingwei Sect.
The saint's face froze for a moment, and finally he snorted coldly, and his attempt to investigate the crime ended in vain.
Fairy Caiyun appears even stronger.
"The manifestation of the witch tomb at the Sanding level is a major event that affects the path of heaven. How could we miss it? We hope that little friend Fang Yue will lead the way and lead us there."
Yin Shuai said, this Qing Wei sect is afraid of Fairy Caiyun, but he is not afraid.
Even if a saint comes to the Tiansheng Palace, he is still sure to compete.
The Demon Clan is bound to win over the Tianwu Tomb this time, and the cards in his hand are not just the ones he has right now.
"Little friend Fang Yue, please!"
There was an ugly-faced leader-level leader of the zombie tribe who appeared in the crowd at some point and responded with a strange expression.
"This witch tomb has descended on the secular land of our Qingwei sect. Our Qingwei sect has the right to know the situation. Fang Yue, you should lead the way and let us know the location of the Sanding witch tomb."
The saint of the Qingwei Sect felt that he was embarrassed because of the conflict just now, so he added fuel to the fire this time and took the side of the demons.
Fang Yue was almost surrounded by enemies on all sides and had no way out.
"Is it okay if I say no?"
Fang Yue's eyes were indifferent and he looked around.
At this moment, not even Fairy Caiyun stood up to speak for him.
He is just one of Fairy Caiyun's candidate disciples, and Fairy Caiyun does not need to offend almost all the current forces for him.
"What do you think, little friend?"
Yin Shuai smiled. He had lost face in front of Fang Yue before, and now he finally had the chance to take revenge.
Seeing Fang Yue surrounded by enemies, Yin Shuai felt a sense of joy in his heart for some reason.
"However, only I can sense the location of the Sanding Tomb. If I am asked to lead the way, I will not be willing to do so."
Fang Yue's voice was sonorous, although his expression was one of talking and laughing.
But there was an undeniable tone in his tone that made many of the big shots present tremble.
"Do you think you still have a choice?"
In Qingweijiao, another old servant spoke. This time, there was no one behind him, but he took the initiative to speak.
Fang Yue had just refuted Qingweijiao's reputation and told them not to let it go.
Now, with many forces surrounding him, Fang Yue has no room for recovery.
"have!"
Fang Yue said firmly.
"I can choose some forces to enter the tomb of the Sanding Witch Cultivator. For example, I just take Yin Shuai there. I think Yin Shuai will like this result very much. The demons have the opportunity alone, and no one is fighting for it.
You Qingweijiao can’t even drink soup.”
Fang Yue's smile was as bright as sunshine.
The old slave paused for a moment.
Who would have expected that Fang Yue would have such thoughts.
Fairy Caiyun smiled and said, "I really like this little guy more and more! If he can survive this dispute, I will definitely include him in the door wall."
"I think Fang Yue's idea is good."
Yin Shuai spoke, and his smile became weird.
This Qing Weijiao's mind is a little unclear. Fang Yue is obviously the pillar of the human race, but he still wants to target him at every turn.
This is equivalent to pushing Fang Yue into their arms, and the demons naturally have no objections.
"Fang Yue, you are rebelling against the clan, you have to think clearly!"
The sage from the Qingwei Sect spoke again, with hidden anger.
Yin Shuai took the initiative to speak for Fang Yue and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, the three saints from Qingwei Sect can't touch a hair on your head."
Yin Shuai stood in front of Fang Yue and asked the saint from the Qingwei Sect to clench his fist. His veins bulged, but he could do nothing to Yin Shuai.
Fang Yue bypassed Yin Shuai and said to the saint of the Qingwei Sect: "You are betraying the clan by selling your quota to enter the tomb forest, and I just gave a small example! In fact, if you want to enter Sanding
In the Great Witch's Tomb Forest, one person only needs to pay the price of 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones. The price I offer should not be very high!"
Fang Yue offered his price.
This price is not only not high, it is simply pitifully low.
Three hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones are not a large amount for practitioners present at the level of heaven and earth realm.
But soon, someone realized where Fang Yue's wishful thinking lay.
What Fang Yue seeks is quantity rather than quality.
Three hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones for one person is not a lot, but there are definitely more than ten thousand people here who want to enter the Sanding Great Witch's Tomb Forest.
Three hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, if multiplied by the number of people in tens of thousands.
That is easily billions of low-grade spiritual stones, which is definitely not a small amount!
However, knowing that Fang Yue was taking advantage of the opportunity to make money, no one wanted to miss such an opportunity.
Three hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones is the right ticket.
Fang Yue's suggestion was not refuted.
Everyone who wanted to enter unexpectedly paid 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones to Fang Yue.
The opportunity is right in front of you, there is no need to delay your piety because of this little money.
A total of more than 300 people from the Qing Weijiao wanted to enter, and they paid nearly 100 million in low-grade spiritual stones before they were allowed to enter.
"Fang Yue, this spirit stone is very hot to hold. Please keep it carefully. We will get the spirit stone back sooner or later!"
The old slave of the Qingwei Sect said sadly when he handed Fang Yue the Lingshi.
"You threaten me?"
Fang Yue cocked his neck and said with wide eyes to the old slave.
The old slave Jiejie sneered: "So what about threats?"
"I won't lead you on this journey! Anyway, you are a strong person in the Reincarnation Realm, and I can't beat you. I've been working hard for a long time to make a wedding dress for your Qingwei Sect. I might as well break up!"
Fang Yue crossed his arms and looked as if he was ready to die.
Yin Shuai grinds his teeth, what kind of trouble is Qingweijiao making at this juncture?
This kid will die sooner or later, why do you have to be so quick at this juncture?
"Fang Yue, don't be impulsive. You have already accepted our spiritual stones."
The sage of the Qing Wei Sect scolded Fang Yue, and at the same time he was also dissatisfied with his old slave.
Exploring the tomb of the Sanding Wizard is a long-cherished wish shared by almost all the forces present. If he gets involved, even the Qing Wei Sect will be angered.
"Is it motivated? You want to kill me, but my behavior is still motivated?"
Fang Yue and the saint from the Qingwei Sect chewed and tore apart.
The saint of Qingwei Sect said impatiently: "Then what do you want?"
"I tied up this old guy and sacrificed him alive with my own hands. I only believe that the dead are no threat to me."
Fang Yue made his own terms, which were quite clean and straightforward.
The saint from the Qingwei Sect frowned, this Fang Yue was slapping him in the face!
Because of you, the Qingwei Sect has already lost a slave of the Reincarnation Realm. Now, another one is going to die. Where on earth are we, the Qingwei Sect, going to put our face!
"Fang Yue, you can't go too far..."
The saint from the Qingwei Sect also wanted to threaten Fang Yue.
"Okay, leave this matter to me!"
Yin Shuai was too lazy to break up with Fang Yue on such matters. At this juncture, the fewer problems, the better.
Didn't Fang Yue want to kill this old servant of the Reincarnation Realm?
Just kill him. Anyway, it’s a matter of whether you are a poor Taoist or not a fellow Taoist.
In Yin Shuai's eyes, all humans are the same, they are enemies.
Yin Shuai took action and picked up the old slave like a little chicken, with a layer of fine red silk threads woven around his body.
The old slave was sealed, and the magic power in his body could not be used at all.
Afterwards, Yin Shuai threw the old slave to Fang Yue, while glaring at Fang Yue and growling: "Don't do any more tricks!"
"receive!"
Fang Yue excitedly stuffed the old slave into his witch cauldron.
This is a living strong man in the Reincarnation Realm serving as a sacrifice.
His energy and blood are still full, and his soul is intact.
Giving it to the ancestors of the Fang family should be able to restore some strength to the ancestors.
The saint from the Qingwei Sect glanced at Fang Yue, feeling unspeakably angry in his heart.
Just a little flea, because of him, the Qingwei Sect lost two masters of the Reincarnation Realm one after another.
If there is no more gain in the process of exploring the tomb, then their Qingweijiao will be completely defeated.
This time, Fang Yue no longer talked about any conditions, but honestly led the way.
As for the many disciples of the Qingwei Sect, they avoided Fang Yue like a snake or a scorpion.
Fang Yue led everyone to an open field. He stopped and said softly: "The big tomb above Sanding is at this location."
Before Fang Yue finished speaking, the saint from the Qingwei Sect jumped out.
"Fang Yue, are you teasing me? There is obviously nothing in this place, how can there be a great witch like Sanding Great Witch?"
Fang Yue, the saint of the Qingwei Sect, had already been holding back his anger for a long time.
Now that he had a chance to vent it out, he must make Fang Yue look bad.
"idiot!"
Fang Yue mouthed two words.
"If the tomb of Sanding Great Witch was above the ground, you would have already discovered the location of the tomb with your vast magical powers. This is a blinding method used to cover the entrance to the Sanding Great Witch's tomb! Next
When you don't understand something, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will jump out and embarrass the human race."
Fang Yue ruthlessly criticized the saints of the Qing Wei religion.
The saint of the Qingwei religion turned red.
Yin Shuai chuckled. He found Fang Yue more and more interesting.
Although his level is a little lower, in terms of courage and strategy, he is more than a bit stronger than the younger members of the clan.
It's a pity that they are not of my race.
Yin Shuai felt it was a pity, but he did not have any murderous intention towards Fang Yue.
In his eyes, Fang Yue is a junior among the juniors. Why should he, a great sage, argue with Fang Yue, a junior shaman cultivator who has just stepped into the Erding level?
The saint of the Qingwei Sect looked ugly. He was once again humiliated by a junior.
He was already gnashing his teeth and hating Fang Yue to the bone. If it weren't for the fact that he had the means to open the graveyard of great witches above three tripods, the saint of the Qingwei Sect would have slapped Fang Yue into a pulp!
"What, you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, you can try it yourself. If you can, come and open the curtain of the Three Cauldron Great Witch."
Fang Yue was very indifferent. He was sure that this person from the Qing Wei Sect would not have any connection with the Tomb of the Great Witch.