Fang Xing had already raised his head and looked at the three-foot-long stick of green sandalwood in his hand.
He had only come to the Pilgrimage Mountain to offer a stick of incense. In the end, among the Five Elders of the Great Snowmountain, Long Jianting, Chu Taishang, Zhang Daoyi, and Old Monster Wan Luo had died. Among the eighteen people who had entered the array to help Fang Xing, only Li Hongyi, Li Gui Wa, Han Ying, and Wang Qiong had survived. Wang Qiong was on the brink of death. He and the Great Golden Crow had suffered a lot and lost a lot of blood. One's feathers were charred, while the other had sustained unimaginable injuries …
At the foot of the mountain, countless curses and murderous gazes could be heard.
Someone was waiting, waiting for the atmosphere to build up. That was probably the time to kill him!
A strange feeling grew wildly in his heart!
"Offer your father's incense!"
Fang Xing suddenly threw the green sandalwood stick in his hand to the ground. He stomped on it and scolded at the foot of the mountain.
"We're talking about offering incense, offering incense. Why do you have to die for a stick of incense? You Nan Zhan b * stards, now you're urging me to offer incense. Why didn't you enter the array to help me just now? And you b * stards from the Divine Land, it's just a matter of an incense stick. Why did you have to set up such a stupid array? Are you satisfied now? Everyone is dead. I've killed all your people. My master is dead too. Now you're clean. Die with your orthodoxy. I'm not playing anymore … "
This sudden scolding caused the curses at the foot of the mountain to pause.
Was this little devil going crazy?
Many people couldn't help but show a sympathetic look in their eyes.
If it was anyone else who was betrayed in such a situation, they would probably go crazy, right?
Of course, it might not be crazy … but possessed!
The Dragon God smiled bitterly and looked at Ying Qiaoqiao and Chu Ci helplessly.
Tea Tea Fairy, the Goddess of the Yin Spirit Path, frowned slightly.
"It's about time!"
Huangfu Zizhu had already turned his gaze towards the three Path Masters of the Three Northern Paths, and the three Path Masters were looking at Elder Dezhao, as well as the cultivators from the Wen, Yun, and Mu Clans, who were brimming with murderous intent. Even at this moment, they would not make a move, in case they left behind something they could not handle. Anyway, there were already people who could not hold back their murderous intent. At this moment, they could only focus their attention on the Dragon Monarch. They only needed to ensure that no one would stop the others when they made a move.
The little devil had to die, and he had to die now.
Otherwise, if it dragged on for too long, even the three of them couldn't guarantee that no accidents would happen.
After all, the Little Devil had broken through ten arrays in a row. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had single-handedly defeated all the sects in the Northern Region of Divine Prefecture. The impact was too great.
Even if they were to use this method to take his life in the end, it would only be because of the Huangfu Clan's foreshadowing. Would there be some accidents after this? Would there be people speaking out for this little devil? Or would they use this as a reason to criticize the way the Northern Three Dao Sects handled things? The three of them couldn't be sure. Therefore, they definitely wouldn't personally take action at this time. They wouldn't be tainted by this absurd karma.
Around them, some people sneered in anticipation, while others shook their heads in pity.
No matter what, he had actually fallen into the trap of the Path Masters of the Three Northern Paths, and was even killed by a Yuanying expert. This little devil could be proud of himself. Even if he died, he was destined to become famous. It was a pity that he had broken through ten arrays in a row, so he had to be called a genius.
However, he had fallen into such a predicament. The fall of a genius could be considered a pity.
At this time, Fang Xing, who had trampled the incense into powder, had already raised his head. He glared hatefully at the crowd of cultivators at the foot of the mountain, and then looked at the bronze cauldron with red eyes, like an angry rabbit. "Even at this time, you still want to scheme against me. But let me tell you, I didn't come here today to offer incense, I came here to kill people. Now that my master is dead, I've killed enough people. Aren't you guys offering this broken incense for the sake of being orthodox?"
In the midst of his angry roar, he suddenly spat heavily towards the foot of the mountain. His eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and he spun around in a circle. Suddenly, he squatted down, one hand holding onto the legs of the bronze cauldron, and the other hand holding onto the mouth of the cauldron. He exhaled loudly, and impressively lifted up the bronze cauldron that weighed at least ten thousand pounds. Then, he used his other hand to pat the small ivory tower, and a bronze door flew out. It was the sect's cornerstone treasure that he had seized from the hands of the Nimble Skill Sect's Shi Yinyuan. It floated in the air, and the door opened, revealing a pitch-black space. Then, Fang Xing carried the bronze cauldron, and rushed in with large strides.
"Since you dare to provoke me, then from today onwards, all of you can forget about being f * cking orthodox!"
"Jin Liuzi, let's go!"
With a loud shout, Fang Xing stepped into the bronze door, and his figure had already disappeared.
Beside him, the Great Golden Crow was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. With a "caw", it flapped its wings and brought Li Hongyi, Han Ying, and the rest into it. Then, like flowing gold, it flew quickly into the bronze door.
Just as it rushed into the bronze door, the treasure shone brightly, and became smaller and smaller. In an instant, it disappeared.
Up and down the mountain, Zhu Xiu was stunned.
The Little Devil had already become the target of everyone, and was in a state of despair. Who would have thought that there would be such a change.
The square on the peak of the Pilgrimage Mountain was empty. The Little Devil had actually disappeared.
More importantly …
The bronze cauldron had also disappeared!
Although the cauldron was not a treasure, it had been passed down from ancient times. Who knew how many tens of thousands of years it had been on the peak of the Pilgrimage Mountain? It had always been regarded by the Northern Region of the Divine Continent as an ancient artifact that could suppress the aura of an entire region. No matter how powerful a sect was, if they wanted to establish themselves in the Northern Region, they had to burn an incense stick here. Otherwise, they could not be considered orthodox. After tens of thousands of years, this cauldron had become the symbol of the orthodox Northern Region.
But now, this cauldron had been snatched away?
Didn't this mean that all the sects in the Northern Region had become unorthodox?
Huangfu Zizhu, who felt that he had everything under control, was completely stunned. After a long while, he finally swallowed hard.
"What's going on?"
As for those Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu who were cursing angrily, they all stopped abruptly as if their throats were being strangled.
"F * ck …"
The Path Masters of Three Northern Paths and the other respected Divine Continent cultivators of high cultivation in the Northern Region rushed up the Pilgrimage Mountain in a frenzy. But no matter how they used their divine senses to look, they could not find any trace of the Little Devil. Apart from some ripples in the air, it was as if the Little Devil had never existed. There was no trace of him left.
"It's … It's my Spiritual Skill Sect's Sect Guarding Treasure, the Gate of Ascending Void … That gate, is originally a moving altar. This little devil must have contacted another altar in advance. After he passed through that gate, he has already gone to another place. What's hateful is that after this strange treasure is opened, it can be taken away from another altar, we can …"
Elder Dezhao of Nimble Sect's murderous aura turned into terror. He rambled on for a long time, but could not continue.
But he did not need to continue. Warrior Zhu Xiu of the Northern Region of the Divine Continent also understood.
But where the f * ck could they find him …
The girl who came riding on the strange fish was so shocked that she could not speak for a long time.
As for the little monk who was chanting, he forgot to strike the wooden fish. He continued chanting, but when one listened carefully, he said, "Too fierce, too fierce!"
"Good, good, good!"
The old man of Huqin laughed three times. He staggered a few steps and sat down weakly. He laughed so hard that he coughed.
"This little bastard, does he always leave after stealing things?"
The Dragon Lady did not know whether to laugh or cry. She recalled the incident of the treasure vault being robbed and felt a little complicated.
"Haha, he is indeed a source of trouble. The Northern Region is in chaos!"
At the same time, the Dragon God clapped his hands and laughed, taking pleasure in other people's misfortune. "This is good. There is no orthodox existence in the entire Northern Region. Whoever wants to establish a Dao can do so. Our Sea Clan will occupy a territory first. The Demon Land will also speed up the process. Those overseas sects will not let go of this opportunity. I want to see who can use this reputation of being orthodox to bully us in the future!"
In the midst of his laughter, he turned around and saw Ying Qiaoqiao and Chu Ci who were still in a daze. He smiled and patted the two girls, saying, "Don't worry. I just realized that everything I guessed before was wrong. He will definitely not become a demon. You don't have to worry either. Haha, with this little bastard's character, if he does not want to become a demon, who can force him to do so?"
"This …"
There was an uproar at the foot of the mountain. Tea Fairy was also stunned. Her mouth was so wide open that an egg could be stuffed in it. She did not even know that the teapot had been knocked over. After a long time, she held her head in distress. "This future … I have never seen it before … One of the Four Nine Heavenly Realms has escaped. I have never seen this future no matter what. Could it be that he is the one in the dark?"
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