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Separately and clasping fists.
Tian Jianyi's expression suddenly changed.
"No, stop him quickly!"
However, as soon as the Heavenly Sword was exported, it was already too late.
The clone's robe sleeves waved, and the magic weapon suspended above the head of the old man Ginseng had been stored in the storage space of another dimension.
The owner of this kind of magic weapon cannot be identified. Because of its special quality, no matter who it is, it can be refined and used!
This was originally a senior of the Luotian Sect. In order to prevent future generations from being insufficiently powerful and unable to exert the full power of this magical weapon, it was left as a back-up for the inheritors.
But who would have thought that Fang Yue would take advantage of it and easily take it away without even leaving any hair behind!
"Damn it! Don't let me know who you are, otherwise, I will cut you into pieces!"
The Heavenly Sword was fired fiercely, two fingers were raised, and he cursed Fang Yue.
"Hehe, cut me to pieces with a thousand knives? Let's see if you can survive on your own!"
Fang Yue's clone pounced on Tian Jianyi.
The old man in the shadow immediately changed color behind Tian Jianyi.
"Not good! Jianyi is in danger!"
The old man took action, trying to block Fang Yue's clone. His big hand was raised high and then came down with a crash!
At the moment when the huge shadow of the palm was about to fall on Fang Yue, Fang Yue's clone immediately twisted in a strange arc.
"Teleport!"
Fang Yue's original self has the same thoughts as his clone. His clone is proficient in all the methods that Fang Yue's original self knows!
The clone's figure disappeared, and the palm failed.
The next moment, Fang Yue's clone appeared behind Tian Jianyi!
"Explode! Explode! Explode!"
The clone exploded, and the spiritual energy that was ten times more than Fang Yue's original body exploded.
The Heavenly Sword was caught off guard and flew away by the spiritual energy!
The old man with ginseng laughed loudly: "Sure enough, God will not kill me! Junior, you are dead this time!"
Without the restraints of magical weapons, the old man with ginseng has nothing to worry about!
His palm flew into the air and slapped away towards the Heavenly Sword. The helplessness, the despair, the anger just now, at this moment, it was like a flood bursting out of a dam, venting out in a torrent!
"Ah! No!"
Tianjianyi howled miserably.
He was blown to pieces by Fang Yue's aura clone! If it weren't for the protective clothing handed down from his ancestors, he would have been blown to death alive!
But this is not the end yet. The old man with ginseng escaped from the trap and began to seek revenge and complain. Just now, the two loyal saints from the Tianfeng tribe who fought for him all retreated!
None of them are a match for the old man with ginseng, and only fools would stand in the way of Tian Jianyi!
This shows that the Tianfeng tribe has bad character!
Switching sides in the face of battle is a completely normal thing for them!
The people of Tianfeng tribe are famous for their lack of moral integrity!
As soon as Tian Jian was captured, he was immediately devastated.
"You can't leave!" When Tianjian saw that the people of the Tianfeng tribe were thinking of retiring, he jumped out faster than anyone else when they were competing for merit. But when encountering setbacks, everyone was timid and hid behind them.
Tianjian screamed at the top of his lungs, but the people of the Tianfeng tribe ran faster than the others like rabbits.
"A bunch of cowardly people, do you think you're going to get away with it?"
The old man behind Tian Jianyi snorted coldly, and all the people in the Tianfeng tribe weakened their legs and fell to their knees.
The palm of the ginseng old man fell down, covering the sky and the sun. Using one hand to cover the sky is not an exaggeration to describe his power!
The old man Ginseng's momentum was like a rainbow. At this time, Tian Jianyi threw out a rag in his hand! The edge of the rag was still stained with traces of blood. As soon as it took off, it burst into glory!
The palm of the ginseng old man was blocked, and he and Rag were locked in a stalemate in mid-air!
Tianjian turned his head and looked at the people of the Tianfeng tribe, with a pair of narrow eyes filled with a faint cold light.
"Since you have sworn allegiance to me, then we have karma! Do you think that the power of karma allows you to betray if you want to?"
Tian Jianyi spoke slowly and looked at the old man Ginseng with a look of indifference on his face.
"This guy is indeed the inheritor. Sure enough, he has more than one trump card in his hand! Even a tablecloth is so powerful! Feng Jiehu, hurry up and go to the backyard of the Tianfeng Tribe's warehouse!"
Fang Yue rolled his eyes, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and ran away!
The Hell Ant King stared blankly at Fang Yue's disappearing figure.
Only a faint trace of space power fluctuations was left where he was just now!
The Hell Ant King quickly regained his composure. This guy was planning to rob the entire Tianfeng Tribe's treasure house!
If it were another person, the Hell Ant King would definitely think that the other person was overestimating his abilities, but if it were Fang Yue, he would feel quite unsure.
This guy has too many tricks, they are endless and all kinds of weird.
An inexplicable nervousness arose in the heart of the Hell Ant King. If the things from the Tianfeng Tribe were in Fang Yue's hands, they might really become bones in the dog's mouth and he couldn't get them out!
The Hell Ant King threw a paper talisman, which burned in the wind.
The Hell Ant King notified the mysterious man in Blue Gold City.
At this moment, Fang Yue has arrived in the Tianfeng Tribe's clan territory. The Tianfeng Tribe's formations are tight and endless, covering an area of ten miles in radius.
However, Fang Yue has already figured out the Tianfeng tribe's formation style!
These formation patterns may seem bluffing, but in fact they are all the same. There are only eighteen basic formations in total, and they are continuously arranged and composed to form such a boundless and vast formation in front of you!
Fang Yuenai is a master-level figure in formations, and has even reached the level of a grandmaster in some aspects.
Fang Yue saw through all the tricks and bells and whistles at a glance, and when he entered the Tianfeng Tribe's residence, he felt like walking on plain ground!
The Tianfeng tribe is as peaceful as ever.
Teams of soldiers held weapons and faithfully performed their patrol duties.
Fang Yue's figure was hidden in the darkness, and all the space fluctuations around him were deliberately suppressed by him. In terms of space laws, Fang Yue was very accomplished. Moreover, with the power of heaven, the Ling family was above all avenues.
As long as Fang Yue wants to restrain his aura, even an ordinary leader-level figure may not be able to find his elusive trace unless he deliberately searches with his spiritual mind.
"Why do I feel a little chilly?" A warrior from the Tianfeng tribe had a keen sense of consciousness, and he instinctively felt something was wrong.
Next to him, another patrolman from the Tianfeng tribe laughed and said: "What can it be? How could anyone dare to act so recklessly in my Tianfeng tribe in broad daylight!"
"Hehe, you're right!" The Tianfeng Tribe warrior felt that he was nagging. He repeatedly sensed the situation but could not find the person who made him wary.
Fang Yue quietly sneaked around the Tianfeng tribe's treasure house. The treasure houses were all towering, and the cold green bricks were glowing with a faint green light, as if they were made of metal, as if they were forged from cold steel.
The doors of these treasure houses are all locked! They are unparalleled in strength!
There are nine treasure houses in total, and each treasure house itself is a leader-level magic weapon!
There is no one guarding the area around the treasure house, because the Tianfeng clan is confident that even a leader-level figure will not be able to break through the defense of the treasure house and obtain the treasures within a short period of time.
Fang Yue's eyes were cold as he looked at these treasure houses.
"Tianfeng tribe, do you think you have done something clever? You put nine treasure houses here and think no one can move them away!"
Fang Yue didn't even think about breaking the door. The leader-level magic weapon and the city formation layout were something that ordinary saints could only stay away from.
However, since the treasure house cannot be opened, then take away these nine treasure houses! Keep them for future research, there will always be a chance to open the treasure house!
Fang Yue waved his hand, and tens of thousands of spiritual stones were arranged!
Yin and Yang teleportation formations rise from the ground one after another, and each formation corresponds to a treasure house!
The formation flashed and the violent spatial fluctuations aroused the vigilance of the strong men in the Tianfeng tribe!
"The brave rats came to my Tianfeng tribe to steal!"
A strong man in the Yin and Yang Realm was the first to notice. His eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly. Among the people of the Tianfeng Tribe, such a thing had never happened before. Someone could appear silently in their ancestral home.
Walk freely through the ground, just like walking on flat ground!
However, he appeared too late. Fang Yue had already teleported all nine treasure houses to a desolate dimensional world. In that world, only Fang Yue knew the coordinates and could enter and exit.
The nine treasure houses disappeared together, leaving nine bottomless pits in their place!
Other strong men from the Tianfeng tribe appeared one after another, and the pressure of the saint fell from all over the sky!
But at this moment, Fang Yue had already used the method of teleportation and fled without a trace!
Among them, a strong man from the Tianfeng Clan in the Yin-Yang Realm had a cold look on his face, and he laid out an incense table: "Does a sneaky person really think that he can escape from the capture of my Tianfeng Clan if he knows a little bit about the way of space? Look at me
Use the art of divination to find out your whereabouts!"
This strong man from the Tianfeng tribe, put the incense case away.
He muttered words in his mouth, and at the same time, he inserted nine thousand-year-old sandalwood sticks. He communicated with the way of heaven with his own thoughts, burned incense and offered sacrifices, and prayed to God continuously.
Wisps of smoke and smoke rose up and flew to the sky!
The cigarette smoke filled the air, forming an indifferent grimace. He looked at the strong man in the Yin and Yang Realm of the Tianfeng Clan and said indifferently: "You invite me here, what's the important thing?"
Burn incense to worship ghosts!
This is a very evil witchcraft in sacrifice!
This is a clone of a ghost and god, possessing supreme magical powers!
"Please, sir, divine the nine treasure houses in my clan and drive them out, so as to catch the thieves!"
That day, the strong man in the Yin-Yang Realm of the Wind Clan had a humble tone, which was very different from his commanding demeanor in normal times!
"Ask the ghosts and gods, they need sacrifices! The greater the cause and effect, the more sacrifices! Can you prepare my sacrifices?"
That ghost is not in a hurry, does not work, and wants to be paid!
"This is a thousand-year-old Tianxin Fruit. After taking it, adults can avoid five hundred years of hard work!"
The Tianfeng tribe, the strong men of the Yin and Yang realm, have been wandering among ghosts and gods all year round, and have already prepared things.
A vermilion fruit appeared on the incense table.
The ghost nodded slightly.
Then it turned into a black shadow, pursued cause and effect, and hunted him down!
Just as the ghost and god took to the air, there was a loud bang and a bolt of lightning struck down!
This is the divine thunder of divine punishment, filled with blood!
The ghost and god immediately wailed when they encountered a thunderstorm. Then his figure condensed again, but the grimace became a bit fainter.
"Blood Thunder Tribulation! You Tianfeng tribe deliberately harmed me!"
The grimace suddenly became frightened and angry. He looked at the strong man in the Yin and Yang Realm of the Tianfeng Tribe, and the strong anger almost burst out in his face! "Blood Thunder Tribulation! How is this possible? He is clearly just a shameless thief who only has the innate realm!"