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Chapter 1570 The wicked gather

Under the dark sky, there were very few monks, and even fewer masters passed by, as if they were huddled in their own tribe and did not dare to go out.

Swish-

On this day, three rays of light and shadow passed by!

Three evil monks from the middle and late stages of the spirit flew together and flew in the same direction. The three of them did not use the Tianbutong and did not seem to be in a hurry to rush, and they drew three lights and shadows in the sky.

This scene suddenly caused a swell of space in the nearby mountains and fields to stop suddenly.

Of course it was Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei looked at Feiyuan's three people and felt strange in her heart.

"These three guys are not coming out to chase me, are they?... It doesn't make sense. They should squat in their hometown. Are they three particularly powerful masters?"

Fang Jun muttered in his heart.

He had clearly felt that the number of evil monks who went out again was missing. It was really unusual for these three to come out together.

Although I realized that there were not many enemies under the utmost, after thinking about it, I still couldn't be willful to provoke and chase the three of them and continued to fly forward.

Three months later, two evil monks flew into the distance near another tribe.

Fang Junmei began to feel something was wrong.

A few months later, another old evil man from the late stage of the Spirit flew into the distance.

Fang Junmei's figure finally stopped.

"The directions of these three groups of monks flying there were vaguely heading in one direction... It was the center of the evil island and the direction of the lonely demon's nest... Could it be that the lonely demon summoned the good men from various tribes to deal with me? Don't you have to mobilize the troops so much, right? Or is there any other reason?"

Fang Junmei was curious.

After thinking for a while, I guessed that the old evil man flew out of the range of his spiritual consciousness that could detect him and finally started chasing him.

I chased after him all the way, so as not to alert the snake, and I did not watch it with my spiritual sense, just do it on this line.

Flying all the way, it took several years.

On this day, the mountains and fields ahead obviously began to become darker and deeper.

One level after another, I don’t know if it stretches out tens of thousands or dozens of miles away, and the mountains are thousands of feet high. It can be seen that the grass and trees are dark green to black, and there is also thick fog and miasma, covering them everywhere, looking gloomy and mysterious.

The name of this large mountain range is called the Dark Mountains, which is the soul that Fang Junmei let go of when she came last time, and mentioned the possible location of the Abyss of All Evils.

"Is the Abyss of All Evil about to open again? Is there such a coincidence?"

Fang Junmei, who had transformed into emptiness, stopped in the air, looked at the mountains in the distance, and her thoughts changed again.

I vaguely felt something was wrong, but if the Lone Demon made such a big noise in order to lure him, a human race in the middle stage of the Supreme Man, he would never believe it.

"I don't have that much face yet, it must be a coincidence!"

Soon, Fang Jun made a judgment and continued to fly forward.

When I got here, I became more careful and my speed slowed down a little, as if it was just a faint wind.

I have no idea where the place where the Abyss of Extreme Evil appeared, maybe it was still tens of thousands of miles away, or maybe it was in the next valley.

Looking for.

Continuously searching.

This process is not too difficult, and it is difficult not to be noticed by the masters of the evil race.

Time passed by little by little, and it was never found. Fang Junmei was somewhat anxious because he had no idea when and where the abyss of all evil this time opened.

If you go too late and the door is closed, this trip will be futile.

"You still have to use your spiritual sense to find it!"

A few days later, Fang Junmei became ruthless and made up his mind.

After stopping in a certain valley, disguising without any trace, he finally released his increasingly majestic spiritual consciousness, spreading it out, and exploring it.

Soon, an abnormal scene was imprinted into my mind.

In a place surrounded by mountains about 70,000 miles away, about twenty evil monks stood on different peaks in groups, looking down at a cloudy valley below.

These twenty or so evil cultivators all have a strong aura, a spiritual realm, and their temperament is evil and evil, not to mention.

Fang Junmei's spiritual sense swept over, and they immediately noticed it and searched it back!

"What a strong spiritual sense, who did you come here?"

"I didn't find it. Could it be that I'm still outside my spiritual consciousness?"

"I haven't seen each other for so many years, it seems that everyone is not idle!"

Everyone was talking about it, and some people were looking for it in surprise, but they still found no trace of Fang Junmei.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were calm, but he did not rush to fly forward.

"Everyone, is it the rumored human monk?"

Someone said.

"Impossible. A cultivator in the middle stage of the Supreme Man will never have such a powerful spiritual consciousness."

Someone immediately refuted.

"Why ask more? You'll know who it is when he appears. I think it's probably the master of His Majesty, so don't make any guesses."

Some people also said like an old fox.

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped talking, and perhaps they would have sent their voices instead.

Fang Junmei was still not in a hurry to move forward, and retracted her spiritual sense. She did not feel that someone's spiritual sense was sweeping endlessly, and then she carefully went forward.

All the way, I found a place where clouds and mist were rolling, and I could barely rely on them, give myself a cover, and pray that I would not be caught by other monks.

Fang Junmei's luck has always been good.

After half an hour, I moved to the top of a small hill with clouds and mist, and finally stopped completely. I fell over and didn't notice it.

This place is only a dozen miles away from the place overlooked by the evil people. It can be vaguely observed without relying on spiritual consciousness.

At this point, Fang Junmei stopped moving, lurking down, waiting for the opportunity!

The group of evil monks were extraordinary, not without super-sharp spiritual consciousness. One of the young women looked like a young woman, who was only at the beginning of the human realm. She seemed to notice someone was peeping in secret, sweeping in all directions, and her spiritual consciousness also swept, but she never found anything and took it back in disappointment.

The dark green mountains and wilderness.

Those figures, like statues, stood on the peaks everywhere, regardless of evil, and they all had extraordinary spirits.

After a moment of silence, everyone became surprised and suspicious again.

"Everyone, this fellow Taoist, no matter how far away this time, should it be there?"

Someone sent a message to others.

When other evil monks heard this, they also found it strange.

"Can you get the news from other races?"

"Ninety percent is like this. Now that the abyss of all evil has not yet opened, even if we plot against each other, there is no need to hide our heads and tails."

Everyone was talking in the dark.
Chapter completed!
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