"Shadox?!" Fang Long was shocked, "Do you think that man can do virtual shadows?" Fang Long asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Heifeng nodded again and was sure, with a positive expression without any hesitation.

"Impossible! There are only a few people who can do virtual shadow art. I haven't heard of any of my subordinates who have been to Sifang City. You must have read it wrong. Fang Long denied it.

"I can't get it wrong. That man is originally in the realm of the spirit, but he can fly in the void. The Taoist art he used when he escaped is definitely virtual shadow art. The virtual shadow art was originally passed to you by the secret of the Feather Demon Gate, attracting those talented people under the realm of the virtual spirit. As a messenger of the Feather Demon Gate, I can't even not even know the virtual shadow art." Heifeng's tone was very sure, "At first, I thought that person was your person, but now it seems that even you don't know what's going on." At that time, when Heifeng saw Lin Jian perform the virtual shadow operation, he thought that Lin Jian was Fang Long's person. He found Fang Long and could get Kirin blood back from Lin Jian's hand, but now it seems that things are not as simple as he thought.

"I will only pass on virtual shadow art to my confidants. Only a few of my Longshan disciples have practiced virtual shadow art, and when I taught them virtual shadow art, I have severely warned them not to pass on the virtual shadow art. I don't think they are so bold enough to dare to violate my words, but who is the person you mentioned?" Fang Long frowned and couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

And Lin Jian, hidden in the dark, still blocked his whole body breath, peeped secretly, and did not show any feet. He wanted to figure out what the relationship between Fang Long and Yu Mo Men.

"That's strange. I think that boy also seems to know a lot about Lingxiang Sect. He seems to be a disciple of Lingxiang Sect, so I think..."

"Wait! What did you just say?!" Fang Long's mind seemed to have crossed a flash of lightning in an instant. Before the black wind finished speaking, he suddenly interrupted the black wind's words.

"Repeat what you just said!"

Heifeng saw that Fang Long's expression was a little strange, emitting a horrible breath all over his body, which shocked his mind and did not dare to ask more. He repeated what he had just said, "I said that the boy seemed to know the Lingxiang Sect very well, and I guess he should be a disciple of the Lingxiang Sect."

"Did you say before that that man only has the cultivation of stepping on the spiritual realm?"

"Yes, do you remember something?" Heifeng couldn't help asking.

"Describe his physical characteristics." Fang Long has thought of something, but he dares and doesn't want to believe it, so he still needs to understand it in more detail.

Although Heifeng did not understand Fang Long's meaning, he did not ask much, but briefly described Lin Jian's physical characteristics.

"It's him, it's him, it's him..." With the description of the black wind, Fang Long's horror became more and more obvious, muttering to himself and saying three times, "It's him."

"He? Who is he?" Heifeng asked doubtfully.

"I didn't expect that the waste not only did not die, but also had another adventure. He broke through the realm of Yuanli and entered the realm of spiritual stepping." Fang Long did not answer Heifeng's question, but hummed hatefully.

"You don't need to ask much about me and him, but I can tell you that the name of the person who stole the unicorn's blood from under your nose is Lin Jian. He is indeed a disciple of Lingxiangzong, but he is not from Longshan, but my sworn adju, a cold man!"

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"Paper can't wrap the fire. It seems that Fang Long already knows that I'm still alive. But even if he knows what, I'm not what I used to be now, and I'm afraid he won't dream that he can't wait to hide beside him now." Although Fang Long found that he was not dead, Lin Jian was not worried. He wanted to see what measures Fang Long would do to deal with him.

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"What you said, that boy's talent is extraordinary, and he stole the unicorn blood from Sifang City, which is even more like a tiger with wings. I'm afraid it will be more difficult to deal with in the future." The black wind is worried.

"Well, he is talented, and he is just a waste in my eyes. Even if he refines Kirin's blood, what can he do? If I want him to die, he will still die! You don't have to care about his affairs. I guess he is lurking outside to practice in order to come back to avoid shame when the inner door of the spiritual sect is compared. As long as he dares to come back, I will definitely let him kneel down like a dog at the inner door and beg me not to kill him. The waste will always be useless. If he dares to come back, the inner door is his burial ground!" Fang Long looked calm and in his chest, as if he had already figured out a plan to plot against Lin Jian. His arrogance and dignity did not allow Lin Jian to be blasphemed.

"Okay, since you are so sure to deal with that boy, I'll leave it to you as revenge for me." The black wind said hatefully.

"How's the plan going?" The black wind suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's seamless, and it will soon disintegrate the spiritual sect." Fang Long said lightly.

"But we are now trapped in a ghost city. The situation is dangerous and I'm afraid of great trouble." The black wind couldn't help worrying.

What are you afraid of? As long as you don't walk into the taboo places of the ghost city and are not found by the shadow soldiers, it won't be very dangerous. Moreover, the environment of the ghost city is very suitable for us to practice magic skills, even more beneficial than practicing with the help of spiritual stones. Although it is dangerous, it is also an opportunity. Fang Long looked very open.

"That said, we are trapped in the ghost city, and there is no way to get out all the time."

"Hmm, waste, afraid of wolves and tigers, worried about this and that, what can happen?! The way of cultivation, breaking through the thorns, without a fearless heart, never want to climb to the peak!" Fang Long suddenly scolded, his expression calm and calm, but there was a bold atmosphere in his eyebrows, soaring for nine days, as if he had trampled the world under his feet.

Lin Jian saw that Fang Long's position was obviously above the black wind. Heifeng did not dare to have any dissatisfaction with Fang Long's scolding.

Moreover, Fang Long's momentum and Cai's words made Lin Jian feel like he knew Fang Long for the first time. That kind of person with great perseverance is the most horrible.

Hearing Fang Long's scolding, the black wind nodded submissively and did not dare to refute.

"That's it. I'm going to find an opportunity in this ghost city and go first." Fang Long looked calm, glanced at the black wind faintly, and then stopped talking nonsense. The deep black light flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, but even the undercover agent sent to Lingxiangzong dares to be rude to the messenger of the Tangyu Demon Gate. I wrote down this account. Wait, I will definitely not let you go so easily!" After confirming that Fang Long had completely disappeared, a cold light flashed through his dark eyes, staring at the place where Fang Long stood before, as if there was a phantom of Fang Long, and he couldn't wait to cut Fang Long with thousands of knives.