"Oh, by the way, it seems that the Heavenly Demon Lord gave me a map before. This map depicts the location of the Immortal Transformation Pond in the Blood Wasteland! The Immortal Transformation Pond in the Blood Wasteland seems to be in the forbidden land of mountains and rivers.
Hit! The power of this disaster may allow me to find out the details of this forbidden land!"
Fang Yue hugged Xiao Tie and ran away, while Tian Mohou was thrown into chaos in the wind.
Damn it, is there such an operation?
When people make alchemy, don’t they just find a quiet little room and do it themselves?
Why is this Fang Yue running around all over the world with the alchemy furnace in his arms? "Is this Fang Yue running away?"
Gongsun Youruo couldn't help but be slightly startled.
He is refining alchemy in the city, why is Fang Yue running around! "The Fire of Chaos... Nothing can happen to this Fang Yue! If I had known that Fang Yue had mastered the Fire of Chaos, some dangerous tasks should not have been given to him."
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Chen Guoming, Gongsun Youruo and others all followed Fang Yue closely.
Tianmohou teleported away with Fang Yue! In the Blood Wasteland, the City of Thousand Towers was fighting against the coalition forces of the three tribes.
Fang Yue suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
"Um?
Who are you?"
Nurha, a powerful demon at the pinnacle level of the Virtual Fairy Realm, was engaged in a fierce battle with the warriors in the City of Thousand Towers in front of him.
But at this time, Fang Yue suddenly appeared beside them, and looking at his dress, he didn't have any weapons or armor near him, but he was holding a big iron pot in his arms! "You can't be the one from Thousand Pagodas?"
The city’s fire-headed army! The City of Thousand Towers has now declined to such an extent that it can’t even send a single qualified soldier to the front line. We need all the fire-headed troops to come to the front line to kill the enemy!”
Nurha said sarcastically.
Then, Fang Yue couldn't help but frown, and then looked at his outfit.
Well, it is indeed a little more simple, and with a big iron pot, it really feels like a kitchen! "You continue, I will not participate!"
Fang Yue was sensing his location, which was still quite far away from the forbidden mountain and river destination he wanted to teleport to.
At this time, Tianmohou appeared behind Fang Yue.
"This forbidden land of mountains and rivers is a restricted area of its own. The outside world cannot lock its spatial coordinates. If you want to enter it, you cannot teleport, you can only walk!"
The Demon Lord reminded Fang Yue.
"Is there anything else?"
Fang Yue couldn't help but be stunned, and then he glanced at the battlefield around him where corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like rivers.
A blue-blooded demon at the pinnacle level of the Great Saint Realm had already flapped its wings and flew towards Fang Yue.
Although the appearance of Fang Yue did not make the Demon Clan feel threatened, the sudden appearance of a guy like Fang Yue in this rather serious battlefield was quite disgusting! The Demon Clan has always respected fighting.
Fang Yue's big iron pair is a great insult to the battle.
"call!"
The blue-blooded demon opened his mouth hundreds of meters away from Fang Yue.
He was practicing the law of devouring, and he was going to swallow Fang Yue up in one gulp and make it his dinner today.
However, Fang Yue remained unmoved, and some of the calamity that followed Fang Yue was sucked away by the blue-blooded demon.
The thunder rioted and turned into a frenzy, slapping towards the direction of the blue-blooded demon clan.
"No!"
The blue-blooded demon's eyes widened. Before he could resist or struggle, he was instantly swept away by the thunderous frenzy, and his body was completely destroyed.
"Is a guy like this worthy of fighting me?"
Fang Yue showed a provocative look.
If you can't explore the forbidden areas of the mountains and rivers, you can kill some strong men from the three tribes alliance and earn some military merit. The blue-blooded demon is looking for death, and his fall is only a matter of seconds.
A cold smile appeared on Fang Yue's face.
"If anyone among you demons still wants to die, feel free to take action against me!"
Fang Yue's voice was resolute. Although his men kept moving and were still refining elixirs, he already had an air of determination about him.
"Who said this belongs to the Huotou Army! If the leading soldiers in the City of Thousand Towers have this kind of strength, then our coalition of three tribes will never even think about attacking the City of Thousand Towers!"
A great sage from the demon clan whispered.
The blue-blooded demon who just died had killed dozens of strong men of the same level on this battlefield. He was also a well-known strong man on this battlefield, but just now, he
The death was unclear, unclear! The death of the blue-blooded demon was a huge blow to the morale of the three-tribe coalition.
At the peak of the Great Sage, he is actually no longer considered a weakling in the Blood Wasteland.
And he just used the Devouring Technique, but he didn't expect to be annihilated by the thunder wave and turned into ashes.
"Deploy a battle formation for me and kill this human race!"
An eight-winged demon at the virtual fairyland level appeared. His figure was bloated and fat, and the eight dark green wings on his back gave people a sticky, disgusting feeling! However, the appearance of this eight-winged demon made the three tribes allied forces...
Everyone was in high spirits.
"The strong man from the royal family is here!"
"The strong man of the royal family! This human race is doomed!"
The powerful men of the three clan alliances were talking a lot, and it was obvious that they had high hopes for this eight-winged demon.
"Royal family?
What is that?"
Fang Yue's efforts in refining the elixir were also filled with thoughts and gossip, which made Tianmohou even more certain that the elixir refined by Fang Yue may not be a successful one.
"The demon clan has a distinct bloodline level. This Eight-winged clan should belong to the royal family! There are not many people in this clan, but they are good at fighting and fighting! If rated according to the bloodline level, this Eight-winged clan is almost at the earth level.
Bloodline! Below the true fairyland, it is not a problem for the Eight Wings to fight one against two or one against three! Of course, if it reaches the level of the true fairyland, this bloodline method of measuring combat power is not so easy to use!
Because those who can cultivate to the true immortal realm are those who can defy heaven and change their fate!"
The Demon Lord introduced in a low voice.
At the same time, his expression was complicated.
Could it be that Fang Yue wanted to go on a killing spree?
But this is the Blood Wasteland, the place where the City of Thousand Towers and the coalition forces of the three tribes clash.
Nowadays, the City of Thousand Towers is in a disadvantageous position, and even the layer-by-layer city wall fortress has been lost! If Fang Yue kills too many people here, it will inevitably attract the siege of the strong ones among the three tribes' coalition forces. If there is a true
The fate of immortals and spiritual beings, Fang Yue is estimated to be doomed as well.
However, the Demon Lord did not intervene.
Because he believed that Fang Yue was definitely a thoughtful person and would not seek death easily.
Fang Yue's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at the people of the three tribes around him. There were not enough people, and the overall strength was not strong enough.
It's not worth it to use them to consume a trump card in your hand! However, you don't need a trump card to kill them, you just need to move your fingers a little! "Set up formation, surround and kill!"
The powerful virtual immortal of the Eight-Winged Demon Tribe said in a deep voice. He had a vague feeling of uneasiness about Fang Yue. Although the other party was only a human race at the saint level, he did not dare to underestimate him.
Because there was an inexplicable aura in Fang Yue's body, it gave him a feeling of endless fear.
The Black Wings, who were at the pinnacle level of the Eighteen-Headed Saint Realm, looked at each other and suddenly formed their formations! However, their formations were not ready yet.
The bodies of these Black Wing clan members softened and fell to the ground. All the breath on their bodies dissipated in a short period of time, turning into eighteen cold corpses.
At this moment, the fear in the hearts of the three tribes coalition forces was even deeper. The Black Wings, who are at the peak level of the Eighteen-Headed Saint Realm, are not weak. His death is unclear and unclear, which makes people feel terrified! Even if they died tragically in battle, it would not matter.
It will give people this weird and scary feeling.
A chill ran from their tailbones.
The smile on Fang Yue's lips became even stronger.
"I told you, you can't do it!"
At this moment, Fang Yue smiled openly and wantonly, as if a real demon had resurrected and walked from the depths of hell! "I accepted the corpses of these guys with a smile!"
Fang Yue took away the corpses of the eighteen great saints of the Black Wing Clan. There were hundreds of strong men from the three tribes allied forces around him, but no one dared to stop them, let alone the exit, even if they opened their mouths for more than a moment.
No! They could only watch helplessly as Fang Yue took away these corpses as if they were taking away their own things! "If you don't dare to stop me, then disperse!"
After Fang Yue said this, he turned around and walked towards the forbidden land of mountains and rivers.
I didn't expect them to be a bunch of cowards! Fang Yue was secretly disappointed. He originally wanted to catch a big fish and use the power of the heavenly tribulation to kill a true immortal or something. In the end, none of these people dared to beg for mercy from the clan.
There are no people! Fang Yue's pace is not fast, and the calamity above his head follows him.
All the medicinal materials in Xiaotie have been refined under the burning fire of chaos, and Fang Yue's elixir has entered the second step of elixir formation! As expected, no one from the coalition of the three tribes can catch up.
They just hung from a distance and sent news back to the various tribes' camps.
This appearance of Fang Yue is really a bit strange.
His strength is unclear and his identity is unknown.
At least in their information book, there should not be such a person among the human race, who can use an iron pot to make elixirs, and can also silently kill eighteen powerful men of the Great Saint Realm of the Black Wing Tribe! This is how a scene appeared.
An unimaginable scene.
A human race was walking in front holding an iron pot, and there was another person following him.
A few hundred meters away, a group of strong men from the three-community alliance were walking on tiptoe, trying not to make any sound or movement! The distance of a few hundred meters was just an instant movement for Fang Yue.
However, this seems to have become a tacit understanding. As long as the coalition forces of the three tribes behind him do not exceed this distance, Fang Yue will not attack them! In this way, he has walked a distance of hundreds of kilometers! The time of one stick of incense has passed
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In Fang Yue's small iron, the elixirs have been initially formed. There are ninety-nine and eighty-one elixirs in total, and there is a faint fragrance of elixirs.
The fragrance of this elixir is not strong, but it gives a feeling of relaxation and joy! Tian Mohou stared at these elixirs closely.
Because these elixirs gave him a mysterious feeling.
It is obvious that these elixirs are at most the elixirs of the Void Immortal Realm, but in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Marquis, these elixirs have a mysterious feeling that even he cannot see through.
"You have already chased me this far, do you still want to chase me?"
Fang Yue suddenly stopped and turned back to look at the strong men from the three tribes alliance behind him.