Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 302 Devour!

"Senior Fang! Are you okay?"

After being shocked, Murong Qiao flew to Fang Chen's side.

"Miss Murong, although I am physically strong, I have lost the ability to move. Let's play it by ear!" Looking at the three Foundation Establishment stage monks who could not advance or retreat, Fang Chen said slowly. "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Dare to attack me, can your sect bear the anger of me?"

In Fang Chen's words, there was an aura of a superior.

Fang Chen's words made the three foundation-establishment monks look at each other face to face.

It's over, shouldn't it really be the old monster of the sect?

If it caused big trouble for the sect, wouldn't it be
At this moment, the three of Li Lin were a little dumbfounded.

"Brother Fang, these three people are all disciples of the Golden Sword Sect. The Golden Sword Sect is one of the three major cultivation sects in Mongolia, and there is a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in it." Murong Qiao said softly from the side.

"Oh."

Fang Chen understood.

He had heard Murong Qiao say it.

There is one emperor, two hermits, three sects and four families in Mongolia.

Among them, the royal family is the strongest, with the power of the peak of transforming gods inside.

The strength of the aristocratic family is the weakest, and the strongest in the family is the monk Nascent Soul.

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, he is bluffing us, we will kill him directly! He is invulnerable to the body, I don't believe there is no door!" Suddenly, among the three monks, a short and thin monk spoke.

This person is the weakest of the three.

However, it seems to be the brains of the three.

"Well, the third brother is right, kill them quickly while no one is here! This person has a mysterious identity, and he must have a treasure on him!" Li Lin's eyes lit up,
After Li Lin finished speaking, a sword qi was drawn from the sword in his hand, stabbing Fang Chen's eyes.

Seeing this, the other two were also swept by a sword energy.

"Invulnerability, I don't believe it!"

The angles of these three people's moves are very strange.

Shameful.

Fang Chen's crotch, eyes, and throat were all within their attack range.

"What exactly do you want?" Murong Qiao scolded coquettishly, hugging Fang Chen and retreating quickly, but facing the combined attack of three monks of the same level, she had already tried her best.

boom!
Murong Qiao blocked two of the sword qi, and the remaining sword qi slashed on Fang Chen's thigh without leaving any traces.

On the contrary, Murong Qiao flew out with Fang Chen backwards, and landed in the grass in the distance.

"Still claiming to be my seat! Still angry! I'm still lustful!"

Li Lin, the leader, came laughing loudly.

He glanced at Fang Chen, looked at Murong Qiao who had lost the strength to fight again, and smiled.

"Brother, this little girl has pure yin energy, which is very effective for your Acacia Kungfu breakthrough. After you enjoy it, let us have a taste!" the short think-tank monk Y said with a smile.

"no problem!"

Li Lin laughed loudly, turned his head and said to the young man among the three who had not spoken. "Second Wu, take this man with you, let's go to a hidden place first, someone might come here."

"Okay, big brother!"

Wu Er Er stepped forward, grabbed Fang Chen's hands, and was about to drag them out.

"why why?"

Hearing these three people's words, Murong Qiao's delicate face changed drastically in an instant, and she looked at the sky in grief and indignation.

As a child of a concubine in the family, when he was 12 years old, an elder in the family taught him the Art of Shaying Yin. For the sake of strength, Murong Qiao had no choice but to practice this art.

But what she didn't expect was that the elder actually wanted to use her pure yin energy to break through the bottleneck of the alchemy stage.

Although Murong Qiao was unwilling in every possible way, there was nothing he could do.

Because, my body has been restricted by that old thing.

She had to give in.

However, some time ago, one of the three monks of the Golden Sword Sect discovered the skills he was practicing, and immediately chased after him.

"I don't want to make furnaces for people, I don't want to!"

Two lines of teardrops slid down Murong Qiao's smooth cheeks.

But so what?

Originally, he resigned to his fate, but after seeing Fang Chen's power descending from the sky, he thought that Fang Chen would be his noble person, who could save him from suffering.

Unexpectedly, Brother Fang's strength has not recovered, and he is in danger.

How can I save myself?
"no no."

Suddenly, a voice sounded like seeing a ghost.

Murong Qiao looked at it with tears in her eyes, but found that the cultivator holding Brother Fang's hands was trembling all over, his eyes were frightened, as if he had seen something frightening.

"Second Wu, what's the matter with you?"

Li Lin was about to lift Murong Qiao up, and flew away, when he heard Wu's second voice, he immediately turned to look.

At this moment, the second child of Wu has frightened eyes.

Trembling all over, the breath in his body is scattered, and it is constantly passing by.

The fluctuations in his cultivation had actually fallen to the peak of the Qi refining period in an instant!
But the second child Wu seems to be unable to break free!

"Third brother, go and help him, I'll go first."

Li Lin grabbed Murong Qiao and flew away.

Behind, the short think-tank cultivator showed vigilance, and grabbed Wu Er Er, ready to pull him.

At the same time, a sword qi shot out, heading straight for Fang Chen's eyes.

"How is this going?"

The moment the short monk caught Wu's second son, he couldn't help being taken aback.

He found that the spiritual power in his body was venting crazily to Wu Lao Er.

The spiritual power was released wildly, and the short monk's sword energy dissipated immediately, and his whole body softened, and he sat down on the ground.

Li Lin had already grabbed Murong Qiao, who had lost the ability to resist, and flew out of Li Xu. Seeing that the two younger brothers behind did not follow, he immediately looked back strangely.

His brows could not help but wrinkle.

"Second, third, what are you doing? Hurry up!"

Li Lin said impatiently.

These two younger brothers are a bit procrastinating in doing things.

This is the avenue, although it's a bit early, someone will pass by later, it's hard to be found.

"Huh? Mutated Beiming can actually absorb their spiritual power? Hey, my feet seem to have regained some mobility!"

What Fang Chen didn't expect was that just now, the old second Wu grabbed his hand and just grabbed his Laogong acupoint. At that moment, he suddenly felt a movement in his body. A wave of spiritual power!
This spiritual power entered Fang Chen's body.

It's like a stream of spring water flowing into a dry river and disappearing in an instant.

At this moment, Fang Chen found that his legs felt a little numb.

Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately followed the route of the mutated Beiming Divine Art, absorbing spiritual power from Wu Laoer again to irrigate his own dry river.

At the same time, Fang Chen felt that the spring water doubled instantly, and he opened his eyes to look.

But found that once again attracted a short monk.

"Great!"

At this moment, Fang Chen was overjoyed,

The mutant Beiming was running crazily.

"no, do not want!"

"Please, let me go"

Feeling that the cultivation base on his body was decreasing a little bit, both Wu's second child and the short monk died.

(End of this chapter)