Chapter 842 The Strong Underground

"Bun!"

The Jiuzi Hall shook heavily. When Fang Yun came back to the hall with several deputy leaders, all the battles were over.

The Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect is still the Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect, but the people who control the whole sect have become Fang Yun.

"Hmm."

Fang Yun closed his eyes slightly, and countless information flashed through his mind. In a short period of time, his breath changed rapidly, and the true qi in his body, under the action of the "body of ten thousand transformation", it all became the same nine corpse demon real qi as the first head Zhao Hua. His muscles seemed to have melted, constantly fluctuating and changing.

In the blink of an eye, two identical Zhao Hua appeared in the hall. If this scene is seen by other people of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect, it must be shocked. However, at this moment, everyone in the hall is Fang Yun's puppet, and there is no expression on their faces at all.

"Not enough..."

Fang Yun's mind turned around. True qi and physical changes are not enough. For the top strong, such as those who are higher than several deputy leaders, the head of the Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect, they can directly detect the difference between the two through the soul fluctuation.

"Unrestrained Dafa!"

Fang Yun's body emitted a strange fluctuation, a faint light emanating from his acupuncture point. Just a few breaths, Fang Yun's soul fluctuated and quickly became dark. Gradually, it became more and more similar to the soul of Zhao Hua, the deputy head of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect.

After counting, Fang Yun's soul fluctuation has completely stopped. At this time, whether it is breath, body shape, or soul fluctuation, it is exactly the same as Zhao Hua. Even for those who are familiar with him, it is difficult to tell the true from the false.

"Now, it's okay."

Fang Yun slapped Zhao Hua with a "bong" sound, and saw a flash of light. The first head of the real Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect was ingested into Fang Yun's body and disappeared.

Fang Yun stood in the middle of the hall, motionless. In my mind, I swept through Zhao Hua's countless memories. When I opened my eyes again, there were no fists from spirit to temperament.

"It's okay."

Fang Yun made a loud noise. At the edge of the hall, Zhao Wantu, who was responsible for covering the breath of the whole hall, immediately withdrew the ban.

"Everyone obeys the order, and the eternal evil emperor floats in the water and kills the eight princes. He has been executed in accordance with the patriarchal law!"

A loud voice resounded through the whole sect.

Then, the gate opened, and the seven deputy leaders filed out of the Jiuzi Hall and returned to their respective places.

"Ah!"

"Death? How come?!"

"Isn't it too strict! I don't know if it will have an impact on all the guests in the clan!"

When they really heard this decision, everyone couldn't help but be surprised. Although many people recognized that this ancient evil emperor would be executed. However, after all, it is still valuable for sects, and it should not be executed so quickly.

The seven deputy leaders made the harshest decision during the break time, shaking everyone.

In any case, half an hour later, a clan order issued by the seven deputy leaders was sent to the royal family of the Dayu Dynasty. This decision perfectly calmed the dissatisfaction of all the royal family. No matter how harsh the royal family is, it can't say anything.

A storm disappeared in a short period of time.

It's just that no one knows. The whole Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect has been stolen by Fang Yun and manipulated in his own hands. Dongfang Tong and others, who have a deep relationship with Fang Yun, lived in anxiety for a long time when they received the news. I'm afraid that I don't know when the seven deputy leaders will blame him, so that he will die and have no place to be buried.

However, Dongfang Tong waited for a long time, but still did not wait for the high-level sect to commit crimes. I couldn't stay any longer. I casually found a reason and sneaked back to Yunmeng Country.

Time passed slowly, and the storm caused by the ancient evil emperor, nicknamed by Fang Yun, has been completely forgotten. And Fang Yun also incarnated as the first head of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect, stayed in the clan at ease, and fully enjoyed the powerful accumulation of the entire Nine Corpse Demon Sect.

In the first master's hall, Fang Yun sat on his knees, full of purple glazed bottles collected from all over the world. These are all sent from various places under the control of the Yu Dynasty.

"Deputy head, the 26 purple glazed bottles sent by the State of Daluo are here, and all of them have been delivered."

A patriarch of a half-step star sent a bottle full of the true spirit of death into the hall.

"Hmm. Put down your things and leave."

Fang Yun waved his hand.

"Yes, my lord."

The elder's cultivation is also high, but he still failed to see through Fang Yun's reality. He had no doubt at all, so he retreated.

"Oh!"

Fang Yun waved a stream of true qi, removed the corks, and then wrapped all the true qi of death collected from the battlefield into his body. In the blink of an eye.

During the period when he became the first head of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect, the death power sent to several other deputy leaders was also sent to Fang Yun. In a short period of time, Fang Yun's cultivation has been greatly improved.

"Bun!"

Fang Yun's body was shocked, and a ten-foot-high evil emperor's virtual shadow stood behind Fang Yun. The evil spirit is rolling all over the body, just like the god of destroying the world. This hall is now completely under the control of Fang Yun. With his cultivation, he is not afraid of the evil emperor's breath on his body, which will be leaked out.

"Bun!"

Fang Yun sent out an evil spirit, shattered the glazed bottle, and ingested the true qi of death in the last bottle into the shadow of the evil emperor. In the blink of an eye, another white-bone demon roared fiercely, kept shrinking, and guarded under the base of the evil emperor. At the same time, only listening to the sound of " Bang...", the shadow of the evil emperor behind Fang Yun trembled, and the figure gradually became as if it was nothing, between half substance.

"100,000 white bone demons!"

Fang Yun stood up with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction. In a short period of time, it is not bad to be able to rise from 80,000 white bone demons to 100,000 white bone demons. However, with the requirement of "the ancient evil emperor's martial arts..., this is still not enough.

"It's time to open the treasury of the sect."

Fang Yun moved his mind and immediately stepped out of the hall. Soon, the other six deputy leaders were summoned. A group of seven people, along a secret passage, sank into the underground more than 800 kilometers of the capital of the king of Dayu.

It was dark, and the long roads were buried here. The bacteria is reinforced with steel, with a strong ban on the strong in the divine realm. Even if the warrior in the soul realm wants to break through forcibly, it is impossible.

Otoe! nie!

The sound of footsteps is extremely loud in the dark path. A group of seven people... didn't speak, stepped forward neatly.

"Stop!"

In the loud voice, an old and cold voice came from the end of the darkness. Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron fluctuating with shackle.

"Huh?"

Fang Yun's eyes flashed and looked at the end of the road. In his eyes, the darkness gradually faded away. A gray-haired old man with fluffy hair, like a big ball, bowed slightly and slowly stood up from the ground. His clothes are ragged. Several powerful bone rings, clasped, are firmly locked on the wall.

With Fang Yun's eyes, those white bone chains flashed with some mysterious blue and black totems. It was the power of these totems that imprisoned this powerful white-haired old man in this void.

"The treasure house is heavy, those who enter, die!"

The old man's strong voice, like a huge thunder, shook in hundreds of underground roads. His eyes were as bright as lightning, making the ground white. A wave of powerful breath emanated from him. The whole underground road is like a hurricane.

"Guardian, treasure house guard!"

Fang Yun skimmed the information of the white-haired old man in his mind. In the legend of the Nine Dead Demon Sect, this man is extremely mysterious. The strength is stronger than that of several deputy leaders. Even Zhao Hua is extremely afraid of this white-haired old man.

In the whole Jiuzi Corpse Demon Sect, no one knows his strength.

"Legendary martial artist!"

The light flashed in Fang Yun's eyes, and then his pupil suddenly contracted. In this space, legendary warriors are extremely rare. This old man, under the condition that his strength is limited, has the strength of the peak of life and soul. If it's normal, I'm afraid it's much more terrible than the God of War.

"No wonder even these deputy leaders are extremely afraid of him!"

Fang Yun's eyebrows jumped. Such a strong man was even a little afraid of him. If the empty fruit is still there, Fang Yun is not afraid of him. Sacrifice the clock of heaven and earth, and then cooperate with the magnificent energy of the "empty fruit..., he can eat to death.

However, at this moment, without the support of "Void Fruit", Fang Yun was directly returned to the prototype. In the face of this kind of warrior with legendary realm and soul power, there is no chance of winning at all.

Only by gathering all the soul warriors in the body at the same time can they fight. However, if you do this, it will attract the attention of all the people of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect. It was even noticed by the head of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect that this was not what Fang Yun wanted.

"I'm Zhao Hua, the deputy head of the Nine Corpse Demon Sect. I've been here before, and you should have seen it."

Fang Yun stopped and said in a loud voice.

"Hmm! Nobody, how can I remember it!"

The old man lowered his head, his white hair hung down, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He stretched out his little finger and pulled out his ears, as if he didn't pay attention to a few people at all.

Fang Yun smiled and didn't care: "You should always remember that thing!"

Fang Yun has five fingers and a ring token appears in his hand. At the same time, several other deputy leaders also revealed the token.

"Hmm..."

The white-haired old man suddenly raised his head, and his pupils contracted violently. After a long time, he hummed coldly: "Hmm! I always only recognize cards, not people. You have collected seven tokens, and you are naturally eligible to enter the treasure house.

Go in quickly and get out of here early so as not to disturb me!"

The old man stood sideways, and the rumbling sound shook the whole road. Even Fang Yun's ears buzzed.

"This guy, what a strong strength!"

Fang Yun's pupils shrunk. However, without hesitation, he stepped on his feet and went straight to the line. At the end of the fungus road, a huge portal, carved with the scene of nine corpses ravaging the world, standing at the end!