The man sneered and said: "If morality is useful, then what else do we need fists for?
In fact, I, the Black Demon Clan, are also very interested in your harvest and knowledge in the Ruins of Vientiane! Hand over all your harvests in the Ruins of Vientiane honestly, and confess how you were able to survive in the Ruins of Vientiane, maybe
Our kindness can still give you a way to survive! Otherwise, we will not mind getting more blood in our hands and killing a genius!"
The host of the Black Demon Clan is more realistic and indifferent.
They don't even know what integrity is.
In fact, before, they had never thought that someone would really be able to escape from the ruins of Vientiane! The fact that Fang Yue could come out of the ruins alive has exceeded their imagination.
"I really can't tell you the secrets in these ruins, but I can hand over some of the harvest.
It’s just that there are so many strong men present, but I only have one treasure in my hand. I don’t know who I can give this treasure to to save my life!”
A sneer appeared on Fang Yue's lips.
The guardians of all races seem to be one, but after all, they are not from the same lineage.
"The treasure in the ruins of Vientiane!"
As soon as Fang Yue said these words, the bodies of all the powerful men from all races trembled slightly.
In fact, they also understand in their hearts that for so many years, the secrets in the Wanxiang Ruins have never been spread to others. There must be a certain degree of restraint! It is only an exploratory attempt to understand the truth about the Wanxiang Ruins from Fang Yue.
This is just an attempt, and no one is really sure that they can understand the truth through Fang Yue.
But the treasures in the ruins of all phenomena are real good things! Whoever can get that treasure will be considered a worthwhile trip! "What exactly are the treasures in the ruins of all phenomena?"
Can you tell me something?"
The old man of the Wind Clan's eyes flashed with light.
He didn't expect that Fang Yue would actually compromise.
It’s just a treasure. Among the messengers from the Wind Clan this time, there is no strong person from the True Immortal Realm. It’s all up to him alone, and he has no advantage in the fight for the treasure! So he wants to muddy the water.
Don't give Fang Yue a chance to survive.
"There are endless opportunities in these ruins. Who knows whether the treasure you will get is one, two, or more!"
The old man of the Wind Clan kept asking questions.
His words also made the guardians around him think a lot.
They felt that what the old man of the Wind Clan said made sense.
Who knows how much Fang Yue gained from the ruins of Vientiane, maybe not one thing but a lot?
If that's the case, everyone can share the treasure equally! "You don't believe this and you don't believe that. What do you want me to say to you before I believe you?"
Fang Yue lowered his voice, he was extremely disgusted with this old man of the Wind Clan.
There really isn't anyone good in the Wind Clan.
Suspicious and jealous, sinister and vicious.
"Open your soul and let me search for it!"
The old man of the Wind Clan grinned, revealing his bright yellow teeth, and smiled happily.
"This is your only way to survive! Let us know all the secrets about you. At least it can prove your innocence so that we can believe everything you say!"
"Search for souls!"
Fang Yue's face looked slightly ugly.
"Don't go too far! This process of searching for souls is extremely dangerous. If there is any carelessness in searching for souls, or even someone does something bad, my mind will be shattered. At the least, I will become obsessed and my skills will be completely useless. At worst, my soul will fly away and I will be gone forever.
Not to be reincarnated! If you insist on that, then I might as well blow myself up! Anyway, my treasures are all in another dimension, and if I die, no one will get the slightest benefit!"
Fang Yue's attitude was tough and he already had a feeling that he would rather die than surrender.
The old man from the Wind Clan couldn't help but frown.
He didn't expect that the cannon fodder warrior in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races' Ruins actually knew the art of space.
With Fang Yue's move, the old man of the Wind Clan never expected that all the situations he had arranged would come to nothing in an instant.
If Fang Yue really blew himself up under his force, and everyone was unable to get the treasure in Fang Yue's hands, then he would become a sinner of all races and would be attacked and besieged by all races.
When the old man of the Wind Clan was in a dilemma, Fang Yue suddenly spoke again: "I'm actually quite pitiful! I was used as cannon fodder by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races Ruins. I was lucky enough to survive from the Ruins of All Things, but you were so aggressive and so many powerful people.
Even if I decide to give up the relics and treasures in my hands, you still won’t let me go! In this case, I will give you the relics, and I just ask you to let me live!"
Fang Yue suddenly opened a space crack.
A golden soul bead rolled out from it.
Fang Yue looked solemn and solemn as he threw the golden soul bead onto the old man of the Wind Clan.
"This is the soul golden bead! It is the object of enlightenment at the level of the true fairyland!"
As soon as the golden soul bead appeared, the spearhead originally pointed at Fang Yue suddenly turned towards the old man of the Wind Clan.
What is their purpose here to lose face and besiege Fang Yue?
It’s not the treasure in the ruins of all phenomena! Now that this treasure has been released, they are still besieging Fang Yue! This golden soul bead can definitely be regarded as a treasure.
Even the weaker spiritual path can be carried.
This golden soul bead can definitely be regarded as a treasure.
Its value is immeasurable and makes people fascinated! "What! The treasure Fang Yue obtained in the ruins of Vientiane is actually a golden soul bead?"
Sima Changkong couldn't help being shocked. He regretted it so much that his intestines almost turned green.
How many virtual immortals in the Black Demon Clan are trapped in this stage of enlightenment! If they can get the soul golden beads, there will be one more powerful true immortal in their clan! If the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Races Relics Alliance also
Or maybe a strong man from the black demon clan knew that he had handed over a golden soul bead to others.
Sima Changkong suddenly shuddered, and he felt shuddering when he thought about the consequences of doing this.
Sima Changkong was about to start to snatch it.
At this moment, a big hand covering the sky suddenly came down.
With a bang, the old man in the Void Immortal Realm of the Wind Clan was directly killed by that big hand! A strong man in the Void Immortal Realm fell like this.
There was no explanation, no time to escape, he was just killed! Fang Yue sneered, and he ran away.
This golden soul bead can exchange for the life of a Void Immortal in the Wind Clan. At least it’s worth the price! What’s more, can this golden soul bead really not come back?
Fang Yue disappeared in a flash! But the strong men from all races gathered together. They all stared at the golden soul bead eagerly, and no one had time to pay attention to Fang Yue! Even the golden soul bead was handed over! I guess this
There is no better treasure in the hands of the little guy who ran away from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Race Ruins! There is also a potential rule in this Ten Thousand Thousand Relics Ruins.
The higher the cultivation level of the entrant, the greater the benefits obtained.
Although this little guy from the Ten Thousand Races Relics Alliance is not ordinary, it is not easy to get a golden soul bead. It is estimated that it is impossible to come up with a higher-grade treasure! Fang Yue Jin Chan escapes from his shell.
The strong men among all races confront each other.
The Void Immortal of the Wind Clan was photographed into a pulp, but no one had the time to take a second look at his body.
"I told you to mind your own business and you will die cleanly now!"
Fang Yue had already run thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye, but he could still clearly see the situation at the scene with the spread of his spiritual thoughts! A golden soul bead immediately set off a big wave of exaggeration among the strong men of all races.
One by one, strong men took action, using any means necessary to fight for the final ownership of the golden soul bead.
The strong men from the Virtual Immortal Realm cannot intervene at all, and the entire battlefield is dominated by the strong men from the True Immortal Realm.
"These ruins of all phenomena were born in my Tianyuan City, and all the gains from them should belong to my Black Demon Clan!"
Thain, the True Immortal Host of the Black Demon Tribe, roared, and he stretched out his hand towards the golden soul bead suspended in mid-air.
Five fingers pinched the golden soul bead, but before he could hold the golden soul bead firmly, a golden light fell from the sky and pierced the back of his hand directly.
"Such a treasure can be obtained by those who are destined to do so. Although this relic of all phenomena was born in Tianyuan City, it may not belong to Tianyuan City! If you, the Black Demon Clan, were destined to have the destiny, you would have already taken this golden soul bead as your own! Why bother?
Wait until this time to fight again!"
A true immortal from the Golden Dragon Clan descended from the sky, and he had been wandering around Tianyuan City for an unknown amount of time.
Originally he was hiding in the crowd, but when this golden soul bead was born, he had to fight for it. A golden soul bead may represent that a true person will appear in the golden dragon clan in the near future.
Peerless power at the fairyland level.
"Jin Shiyan, I didn't expect that even an old guy like you would show up. It is said that your youngest son is going to become a great sage recently. If you don't protect him, aren't you afraid of being killed on the way?"
Thain snorted coldly. He held the golden soul bead tightly. Even if his palm was damaged, he didn't care at all. A strong force of flesh and blood surged out towards the broken body, completing its form! Jin Shiyan's falling form from the sky
A tall, muscular man.
Wearing a golden battle suit, he looks majestic and majestic. No matter from any angle, he looks like a warrior god descending.
In this underworld, those who can reach the level of true immortals are all famous people. Jin Shiyan and Thain are obviously no strangers to each other.
"Fang Yue, this is your masterpiece! A golden soul bead brings two long-famous immortals to tit-for-tat!"
Fang Yue was standing in the distance, already out of people's sight, but unexpectedly he was still being stared at.
Haotian appeared next to Fang Yue and did not participate in the battle for the golden soul bead.
"Lord Haotian! I really have good eyesight. I have the breath-collecting mask from the Alliance of Relics of Ten Thousand Races, but I didn't expect that Lord Haotian would see through it!"
Fang Yue pretended to suddenly realize.
Haotian looked at Fang Yue faintly.
"Come on! You already know that I am the vice-president of the Alliance of Relics of All Races, right?"
There was a hint of resentment in Haotian's voice.
"Who in this world doesn't know that you, Fang Yue, are the best among human beings! You must have tampered with that golden soul elixir, right? It's your thing, and you will get it back sooner or later!"
It’s that fool from the Wind Clan who covets what you have in your hand. Does he really not know how to write the word “death”?
The more contact Haotian has, the higher his evaluation of Fang Yue will be.
This guy has now been labeled as extremely dangerous in Haotian's heart.