Chapter 410 The Return of the Phoenix, Taoism Second Kill

The harsh environment of the dark world cannot stop these great masters, but the sparse return of the masters of the three clans has also led to successive fights, the collapse of mountains, and the breaking of the river is a common sight.

Hua Xuyin couldn't help but smack her tongue secretly. On the realm of Taoism, she had just stepped on the sun of the yuan god. In the past, in the Devil's Star Palace, she could rely on the power of the family to run rampant, but in these three worlds, no one would buy her Hua Xu family's account. At this time, there were some regrets of leaving the family power at the beginning, in case The Taoist in front of him suddenly thought of viciousness, sold her, and talked to whom.

Fang Daoming didn't know it, but of course he didn't know it. He just kept asking about the secrets of the Magic Star Palace, especially the secret news of the car master family, and even accidentally mentioned the four ancient families of the now demise of the Devil Star Palace. Unfortunately, when Hua Xuyin was born, these four families had already perished. Naturally, I know nothing.

In the battlefield of the three worlds, there is no dark tomorrow, and the day and night alternate. Fang Daoming can only estimate the time and secretly calculate the time. On this day, the three came to a vast mountain. The dark mountains are continuous and horizontal, with a radius of more than 5,000 miles. In the depths of the mountains, the magic spirit is bulging and the evil spirit is soaring, and the spirit of heaven and earth is even more violent. Sometimes there is a glow gushing out, but there are people with great magic powers to fight.

Hua Xuyin first said, "This is a place of right and wrong. It's not something that I can stay for a long time. I think we'd better go around."

Fang Daoming's eyes swept away and muttered, "This doesn't work. The person who fights the law should be a person who knows the poor Tao, and the poor Tao can't pretend not to know."

Hua Xuyin secretly slandered, but had no choice but to follow Fang Daoming into the deep mountains. Unexpectedly, as soon as the three people walked hundreds of miles away, another dark shadow flew out from the depths of the mountain, but the flying posture was too ugly, more like being beaten out.

Fang Daoming's eyes are quick and his hands are quick. When he reaches out, he is a magic power to hold the shadow, lest the other party fall more fiercely. This dark shadow is not a human, but a huge black dog. The black dog was full of black hair, a little taller than the cow. At first sight of being held, he did not apologize, and he had to go to the mountain again. Unexpectedly, it was difficult to walk. Only then did he find that he was not only held by others, but also detained.

"Where did the bird come from? How dare you detain your uncle!" This big black dog can still speak. Wang Wang is a rude scolding.

"It's the path of poverty."

When the big black dog saw Fang Daoming's appearance, his mind flashed and remembered that he had seen Fang Daoming lose his temper, so his heart trembled and hurriedly took his temper: "It turned out to be a Taoist priest. I'm really blessed to meet noble people everywhere!"

Fang Daoming ignored his flattery, "Your master, Sanyan Zhenjun, is killing people in it?"

"That's not right!" The big black dog's eyes muttered: "My owner is subduing demons. Do you think the Taoist priest is seeing it?"

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "It turned out that the three-eyed Zhenjun was in a great power. The poor Taoist should not go. The poor Tao has always been clumsy. In case he accidentally ruined the real king's major event, it is called a sin."

When the big black dog saw that Fang Daoming was about to leave, he hurriedly stopped him, "Don't go, Taoist priest, don't leave. Although my master is very powerful, the other party relies on a large number of people. He also asks the Taoist priest to look in front of the Jade Emperor and help him righteously."

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "In this way, the poor road will wave the flag and shout for the real king."

As soon as Fang Daoming's words fell, his mana urged him to turn into a rainbow and go straight to the depths of the mountains, and he didn't care whether the two dogs behind him could catch up. Hua Xuyin was still chattering, but he was shouted by Sun Wuxing: "My second brother must know the danger ahead, so he doesn't want me to follow him to take risks!"

Once Fang Daoming arrived in the depths of the mountains, he saw that the three-eyed Zhenjun, dressed in bright armor, was killing a middle-aged man with an extremely grand and correct appearance. Behind the man, there were eight ferocious and strange-looking big men, but he had never took action. But even so, this three-eyed real king is still not the opponent of the middle-aged man. He was staggered back by the nine fairy rays. He could only barely defend with the three-pointedged two-edged knife in his hand, but the situation was extremely dangerous.

It seems that some people are indeed being powerful, but the three-eyed emperor is not a powerful person, but the object of being powerful.

Fang Daoming's arrival suddenly aroused the vigilance of the middle-aged man, and the action was even more fierce. The nine fairy glow fluctuated, during which the image of a phoenix actually appeared. Several times fell on the three-eyed Zhenjun, causing the latter's armor to break and the yuan spirit scattered.

Fang Daoming knew that if he didn't take action again, the three-eyed Zhenjun must be folded here, so as soon as the magic power moved, nine rainbow lights went straight to the three-eyed Zhenjun.

"How dare you!" The middle-aged man shouted deeply, and nine fairy rays of light came out to intercept Fang Daoming's spell, but Fang Daoming's spell was so cunning that he actually folded in the air and dodged it. Then one of them protected the three-eyed Zhenjun, and the other eight times broke through a way out and escaped with the three-eyed Zhenjun.

The three-eyed Zhenjun suddenly got out of danger and couldn't help but be grateful when he saw that it was Fang Daoming who rescued him. At this time, Sun Wuxing, Hua Xuyin and the big black dog behind also arrived. The black dog was also very happy to see his owner get out of danger, and his big head rubbed back and forth on his master's leg.

"Who is coming!" The middle-aged man opposite was cold-colored and asked in a low voice.

The three-eyed Zhenjun secretly told Fang Daoming to be careful. The latter nodded gently, then looked at the other party and sighed slightly: "Are you the King of Fairy Phoenix?"

It turns out that this middle-aged man is actually the Phoenix King, one of the seven saints who were as famous as the Great Ape King more than ten thousand years ago. The fairy phoenix king's eyes were like electricity, and a trace of surprise flashed by: "It's a certain family. What on earth are you from? A certain family has never seen you before?"

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "Poor Taoist Fang Daoming, whether you have seen it or not, the poor Tao is here. It is naturally an opportunity for you and me to meet today."

The fairy phoenix king was stunned, and then sneered: "What a clever Taoist. You are so nice to say. Why did you become the Jade Emperor's prutted lackey!"

"The one who saves people is not necessarily a lackey. The one who kills is not necessarily the right one. The poor and lonely people are alone in these three battlefields and do not need to rely on any forces."

"Then why did you save this boy?" The fairy phoenix king repeatedly asked questions, because he did not have the confidence to defeat Fang Daoming in one fell swoop. Although it seemed that he had the upper hand, it was actually the other party that successfully saved people.

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "This three-eyed true king had some fate with the poor Tao before, and even helped the poor Tao once. We and other practitioners have the most important opportunity, and how can the poor Taoist not help."

Hearing this, Sanyan Zhenjun remembered that when Fang Daoming asked him to help, he suddenly launched an attack and couldn't help himself.

The Fairy Phoenix King said, "You have saved him once, and you have returned the opportunity. Now you can go."

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "Before leaving, there are still a few words from the bottom of my heart to say to the Phoenix King."

"Hey hey, you and I met for the first time and never had a deep friendship. Where did the heartfelt words come from?"

Fang Daoming ignored him, "Although the poor road is not a monk under the throne of Hongjun's ancestor, he has also been wandering in the starry sky under the throne of the ancestor for many years. He has heard a little about the past rumors. More than ten thousand years ago, the King of Xianhuang left alone. Ten thousand years later, he returned again. It is understandable, because after all, this is a household chores under the throne of Hongjun, but It's now,"

Fang Daoming took a look at the big man behind the Fairy Phoenix King and then said, "But now you have actually involved other outsiders and make trouble with this housework. In the ancestors of Hongjun, it is impossible to say anything. It is very unfavorable for you, the King of Fairy Phoenix, and even the Great Ape King, and the poor road is also I don't believe that you came with them with the permission of the Eastern Emperor.

The people present were shocked. Although the Fairy Phoenix King and the Three-eyed Zhenjun were still expressionless, the eight big men behind them couldn't stand. The first one shouted, "You boy dare to mind my business. Could it be that you ate the bear-hearted leopard!"

Fang Daoming glanced at the other party, but ignored them. He just continued to speak: "Poor Tao is also an outsider, and he doesn't intend to participate in it. He just wants to remind the Phoenix King not to be in the arms of others. After all, we and other monks are like ant dust in the eyes of the three ancestors."

The eight big men couldn't help communicating with each other, and the leader roared: "The boy actually provoked discord and looked for death!"

Fang Daoming's eyes are like electricity, implying the power and Taoism of the gods. Looking at them one by one, he made the other party scared. "If it hadn't been for the cultivation of poverty and the lack of killing thoughts over the years, you had already been the souls of the battlefield of the three worlds. As for you waste, I don't know how many you have killed in those years!"

Fang Daoming's sentence is extremely arrogant and does not pay attention to the other party at all. The Fairy Phoenix King said, "You are so arrogant, do you know where they come from and which force is behind them?"

Fang Daoming ignored him, but just sneered, which completely angered the eight big men, all of whom were furious and scolded. However, as soon as they moved, Fang Daoming's figure flashed. When he arrived in the middle of them, there was a sea of thunder and lightning all over his body, and he hid eight thin silky sword lights. However, he cut off the eight big men and suppressed them in the chaotic yuan divine realm.

This thunder blow completely suppressed everyone present. Even the fairy phoenix king is no exception. Only he can understand Fang Daoming's Taoist changes and horror. In terms of Taoism, his fairy huang king does beat him, but in terms of Taoism, it is far from it. Once the two compartments fight, the victory or defeat are still two. In the meantime, his heart was still calm, and Fang Daoming said another sentence that shocked him even more.

"The poor road was also visited by the Eastern Emperor's ancestors, and eight wastes were nothing! Hey, fairy phoenix king, you should thank the poor road for solving this problem for you, otherwise if Hongjun's ancestor pursues it, it depends on you!"