Bang! Bang!

The earth is vast, and the sky is high, and among the white clouds, there are thunderous rumbling sounds coming from time to time, like thunderbolts in a sunny day.

A white figure, stepping on the sword light, flew through the high sky, popping out his right middle finger from time to time, hitting the void outside his body.

Every time it bombarded, a deep blue light ball the size of a fist collided with the void and exploded into clouds and smoke again.

...

Fang Junmei is very hardworking.

Along the way, I was thinking and practicing the big and thin fingers.

But just by listening to the name, you can know that when you practice this method to the depths, the sound will become smaller and smaller, and the power will become stronger and stronger, until there is no sound, and it will not be as rumbling as it is now.

Fang Junmei had already figured out all the insights of this predecessor of the gods until his death. He still felt so loud that he could only practice repeatedly.

From the sky basin to the sea.

From the sea, and then to the southern holy land.

From the Southern Holy Land, and then to the floating sand desert where the Holy Gate is located.

At this point, Fang Junmei finally developed a little effect. The rumbling sound finally began to gradually become smaller, but it was still very far away from Dacheng.

...

On this day, I finally arrived outside the Holy Gate again.

There was no one nearby, and Fang Junmei stepped in.

...

It's dizzying again.

After I settled down, my eyes glanced at the world below, and the world below seemed to be an oasis. But for a moment, I couldn't recognize where it was.

Fang Junmei's spiritual sense swept away, and soon saw some human monks flying past the distant sky and flying towards them.

After a while, I found out that it was a place called Feiyang Oasis, which was already on the edge of the Central Holy Land. It was rumored that it was named after a supreme monk named Feiyang Zhenren.

The level of practice here can be imagined.

...

"Flying Oasis... Here... I am about here now."

On the top of a small hill, Fang Junmei took out the jade slip of the map and looked through it carefully.

From this time he entered the Central Holy Land, he had no clear and urgent goal to achieve. With the Qing Emperor Immortal Art and a lot of fairy jade in his body, he just needs to concentrate on practicing for the time being.

As for the agreed date with Piaoshuang and Cangwu Lao Xie, it doesn’t matter if you don’t go. This is what I agreed to have before. Who hasn’t ordered his own affairs or encounters something unexpected?

"I remembered that there is one more thing that I have to do, and I can't delay it."

Fang Jun's eyebrows lit up and turned into murmuring in his heart.

"The ancient mirror of exile has returned to my hands again, just back to the moonlight and sand sea, found the flag magic weapon, and collected it!"

Thinking of this, my heart was very moved.

Quickly find the moonlight and sand sea.

Very far away!

Fang Junmei's face turned black, and the oasis and the moonlight sea of ​​sand almost pulled a diagonal line. Even if he kept using the Instagram Immortal Step to fly away, it would probably take a hundred years, let alone rest and recover.

But no matter how far away it is, it is worth it to get a treasure that is suspected to be the best innate spiritual treasure.

Swish!

I collected the jade slips of the map and set off immediately to the moonlight and sand sea!

...

He was rushing alone in the vast world again, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Fang Junmei is just a person who knows something and doesn’t want to be distracted. When encountering something inexplicable on the road, he can avoid it if he can.

As I walked over, I met a monk above the supreme man and avoided him from afar.

But accidents will always catch people off guard.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than 40 years have passed.

Boom-

On this day, Fang Junmei was rushing to a sea of ​​sand. A huge rumbling sound suddenly came in front of her. When it sounded, it was endless, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had sunk.

But perhaps because of the distance, the sound is a little slight.

Fang Junmei's figure stopped immediately, looking in that direction with spiritual consciousness.

The earth thousands of miles ahead fell in a terrifying situation towards the depths of the ground.

In the middle of the fall, a huge black crack was born and spread rapidly in all directions, as if an invisible monster was devouring the earth.

Fang Junmei's spiritual sense penetrated into the ground and felt like she was swallowed. She couldn't tell what was going on.

In the center, in addition to the fall of the earth, there were more than a dozen monks who were fleeing around, and their realms were all in the highest level, ranging from the early stage to the middle stage, and they all looked in a panic.

That posture seemed like he had entered a secret realm to explore and encountered something extremely terrible.

Among these ten supreme monks, he knew one of them, that was the senior Pan Tian clan from the Pan King's Temple, one of the five supreme monks who returned to the Southern Holy Land.

It was also this old man who accompanied Fang Junmei back to the depths of Baiyun to save Piaoshuang. Speaking of which, the friendship is pretty good.

The old guy is still big and round, with red hair, kneaded muscles, and a heroic temperament. Unfortunately, he is no longer as powerful as he was back then. He is stained with a lot of blood. He only regrets that his parents have few legs, and they use their Tianzhutong to escape wildly, and the red light on their body flashes.

...

"Senior, what happened?"

Fang Junmei couldn't help but send a message to ask, "If you miss it in person, wouldn't you regret it if you miss it?"

Pan Tian was stunned when he heard this, his spiritual sense sprinkled, and he quickly captured Fang Junmei's figure.

"Hey, it's you guy? You've actually reached the level of supreme? How did you practice?"

Pan Tian asked three questions in a row.

Fang Junmei's face turned dark. Can we say something useful?

"Boy, stay away from here first, I don't know how much the movement will be."

Pan Tian’s voice is coming again.

Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes flashed, changing direction, heading to the side. If he and Pan Tian no longer change direction, they would meet soon.

...

Boom-

The sound of the sinking ground continued, and the momentum was still spreading rapidly. The desolate sea of ​​sand has now become nothing, showing an irregular huge black abyss.

Swish-

After a few more flashes, Fang Junmei arrived at Pan Tian's side.

"Deep underground there, it was originally a ruin left behind from ancient times that had been abandoned. There was no chance. But thousands of years ago, news came out and something abnormal happened there. When I got the news, I came to find out what happened... and I didn't know what happened, and somehow caused the space to collapse."

Pan Tian said quickly.

Fang Junmei nodded.

...

The two flew forward for about ten more breaths, and the movement behind them finally began to decrease.

Pan Tian calmed his figure, and Fang Junmei also calmed down.

The two looked back and saw that the land was falling, and a huge abyss of tens of thousands of miles appeared on the ground, like a huge black eyeball.

At the edge, dust is still flying.

...

The two were waiting.

In other directions, the monks who fled were also waiting.

But for a while, no more news came.

...

"I'm here to take a look."

Pan Tian waited for a while, gritted his teeth and said, and flew out in that direction. Fang Junmei thought about it and followed him out.

In other directions, there were monks flying there one after another.

...
To be continued...