Li Hongyi had always been a courageous person, but even she was shocked by this little devil's idea. Thinking about it, this method was simple, but even if they thought of it, they would not dare to use it casually. She had also experienced the guts of the number one little devil in Nan Zhan. After thinking about all the aspects, she only asked one question, "Even if we do this, it will be very troublesome!"
At that time, Fang Xing pointed at the Daoist of Mount Wu Ying who was hesitating. "Don't we have him?"
Everyone looked over curiously. Even the Daoist of Mount Wu Ying raised his head blankly.
A smile appeared in Fang Xing's eyes. He lifted the chin of the Daoist of Mount Wu Ying with his huge black sword and chuckled. "Stupid rat, do you know why I didn't spare anyone but you just now? Because the moment I saw you, I knew that you were the kind of bastard who would abandon your wife, children, and even your parents' lives. So … I really like monsters like you! "
The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying was stunned. He held the jade booklet that Fang Xing handed to him. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Why don't you send in your divine sense?"
Fang Xing knocked him with his huge black sword.
The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying was in a dilemma. "I will do my best to do things for Grandpa Fang... Can I not sign it?"
Fang Xing placed the black sword on his neck. "Can I kill you?"
The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying did not know what to say. He raised his head and looked at Fang Xing with his round eyes pitifully.
Fang Xing was stunned. Suddenly, he kicked him to the ground. "You are so ugly, but you still want to act cute in front of me?"
The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying had no choice but to sign the jade booklet. He did not doubt that the little devil would casually cut off his head. Even if he did not kill him with the sword, the strange pill talisman was firmly imprinted in his sea of consciousness. He could not get rid of it. In the end, he sent a divine sense into the jade booklet. At this moment, he had already accepted his fate. The world was big, but his life was more important!
As for Fang Xing, he grabbed it, laughed, and flew up into the sky. "Keep moving. Move all the good fortune!"
Everyone looked at each other. After hesitating for a while, they also thought to themselves, Let's go all out!
Since the little devil had made up his mind, he would cooperate with him!
Without competitors, they could work together against the treasures of the Demon Hall. What was there to be polite about?
All kinds of ancient books were stuffed into the spiritual boat. All kinds of broken weapons were put into the spiritual boat if they could be put into the storage bag. The immortal essences on the walls of the demon palace were all knocked down. As for the opportunities that couldn't be taken away, they were directly destroyed. Anyway, the things that couldn't be taken away didn't belong to him, so he didn't feel bad about it.
This bustle made the majestic Demon Hall look like it was suffering from a plague of locusts. It could be called the biggest catastrophe in 10,000 years …
In the end, even Li Hongyi contributed his Heavenly Silk Handkerchief as a bag. The spiritual boat was filled to the brim with the most valuable things. Those that weren't very valuable were directly taken out and destroyed, turning into pieces that floated in the air. Wu Yidian felt bad for them and wanted to cry, but he had no tears. He looked like he was about to die …
Of course, although he felt bad for them, he didn't stop them. Although they were stupid, they could still tell what was valuable and what wasn't!
"Little devil, hand over your life …"
By the time the fully-armored Little Dragon King, Senior Brother He of the Divine Land, and the others rushed back from the outside of the Demon Palace with a murderous aura, there was nothing valuable or complete in the entire Demon Palace. There was only a magic boat that was overflowing with water, a big bag on the back of the Big Golden Crow, and a string of storage bags on Fang Xing's body …
"Haha, you guys are late. I'm leaving. Let's meet again if fate allows it …"
Fang Xing laughed heartily and waved at them.
"He actually wants to escape?"
Little Dragon King and the others were a little surprised. To them, they had already rushed over as fast as they could. In fact, they were just worried that Fang Xing would leave too fast and lose the opportunity to fight. After all, he and He Lingzi both felt that once this little devil left the Demon Thearch Pavilion, it would be hard for him to escape the fate of being restrained by the Yuanying Old Ancestor. It wouldn't be their turn to make a move then.
The two of them, who were proud and arrogant, were unwilling to accept this defeat.
"They … they emptied out all the fortunes in the Demon Hall …"
Someone noticed the changes in the Demon Hall and cried out involuntarily.
"They actually … actually destroyed a lot …"
There were even people who discovered the broken magic treasures and other things, and they cried out with extreme heartache.
"Go, let's go too. Even if we can't kill him with our own hands, we can still vent our anger by watching him die!"
There were even people who rushed forward and prepared to leave the Demon Thearch Pavilion to see the scene of the little devil being suppressed.
"Oh no …"
Amidst the shouts, the meticulous He Lingzi suddenly let out a loud cry, his gaze fixated on the altar that had already been activated.
Swoosh!
He rushed over directly with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, a few grooves around the altar were embedded with fist-sized pieces of Immortal Essence, which served as the source of the teleportation power of the altar. At this time, there were runes flowing on the altar. A light beam talisman with a thickness of 30 feet shrouded down. There were golden scriptures flowing in the light beam, which represented the activation of the teleportation power of the altar. When the light beam was at its brightest, it would be the time for them to be teleported away.
But the strange thing was that there were many other things around the altar besides those pieces of Immortal Essence.
Those talismans with extraordinary aura, some artifacts overflowing with ferocious aura, and some bottles and jars were tied around the altar carelessly, which was very incompatible with the sacred and gorgeous altar. Obviously, it was tied up by someone else at the last minute. If others saw those things, they wouldn't think much of it, but in the eyes of a knowledgeable cultivator like He Lingzi, it scared him out of his wits.
Swoosh!
He Lingzi had almost rushed to the vicinity of the altar, and his face was full of horror.
But it was also at this time that the brilliance on the altar flashed a few times, and it was so bright that it was dazzling to the eyes. After it flourished, it suddenly converged, and finally became empty. On the altar, there was no trace of the little devil and the others. Someone with sharp eyes saw that when the little devil finally disappeared, he reached out and pinched a seal with a smirk and operated his spiritual power.
Boom!
In the instant after Fang Xing and the others were teleported away, He Lingzi had already rushed to the side of the altar. Suddenly, the surroundings of the altar lit up with dazzling light again. It was those talismans and artifacts that actually exploded at this time. The self-destruction of the source of the art and the imprint burst out a huge destructive force, intertwined with each other, and the level of the force multiplied, turning into an extremely terrifying force.
"Don't …"
He Lingzi screamed, and his heart was so cold that he wanted to die. But there was no way to stop it, and he could only desperately put up a barrier to defend.
Even so, he was also pushed back heavily by this terrifying force, and directly hit the wall of the Demon Palace.
The other demons were also shocked at this time, and looked in the direction of the altar in disbelief.
For a moment, no one spoke, and they were all stunned by this sudden change.
What happened just now?
Why did the altar explode?
Someone thought of a more serious problem. "The altar is destroyed, how do we leave?"
And that Senior Brother He, after hitting the wall, almost did not stop for a moment, and once again rushed to the altar, and looked at it in horror. At this time, the smoke from the explosion had already dispersed, but it revealed the broken altar, and saw that the sacred altar had become extremely dilapidated. But generally, it still maintained its original appearance. After all, this altar was made of rare Dark Jade, and it was not that easy to destroy. But what gave people a headache was that at this time, on the altar, there were pieces of liquid appearing, destroying the talismans.
It was the liquid that was contained in those bottles and jars, and it was a kind of talisman dissolving powder. People who practiced talismans liked this kind of thing the most, because when they practiced talismans on the jade books, if they made a mistake, they could erase the talismans and inscribe them again. But at this time, the talismans on the altar had been almost destroyed by this kind of liquid, and more than half of the talismans had been erased.
Even the jade platform had already lost a few corners, and it was not square, and not round, and it had lost its connection with the heaven and earth.
To put it simply, the altar was destroyed, completely destroyed.
This kind of teleportation altar was the most intricate and mysterious magic item, and it could tear the space, and achieve long-distance teleportation.
But also because of its mysterious function, it caused this magic item to be fragile. Cultivators who specialized in the Dao of talismans all knew that this kind of teleportation altar was said to have a total of ten thousand and one mysterious talismans, and the size and shape also had strict requirements, and no mistakes could be made, otherwise, the altar would not be able to be activated, and in serious cases, there would be a mistake during the teleportation process …
And if this thing that was used to send people into the void passage made a mistake, the result was obvious.
"He … he actually destroyed the altar …"
The more He Lingzi looked, the more desperate he became. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Does he want to trap us here to death?"
"Hua …"
In the hearts of the demons, who had faintly felt that something was wrong, suddenly, endless fear arose at the same time.
The altar was destroyed?
Then how could they get out?
They were now in the Demon God Pavilion. Although there were endless opportunities here, it was also extremely barren. Apart from a few stalks of spiritual medicine, there was not the slightest bit of vitality. If they were trapped in this godforsaken place, how could they survive …
Was this little devil really so ruthless?
Before entering the pavilion, he cut off the path of creation of the Daoist of Hades Mountain and the others with a sword!
And when he left the pavilion, he destroyed the altar that the demons used to leave the pavilion?
For a moment, a kind of despair was circulating in the hearts of the demons, as they thought of all kinds of terrible consequences.
Even the Little Dragon King, Ao Bai, who had always been so proud that his face rarely showed other expressions, had a very ugly expression at this moment.
And this was also the answer that Fang Xing gave to Li Hongyi.
So many people saw you kill people, what should you do?
Leave all these people in the Demon God Pavilion …
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