Chapter 2781: phantom

"Come again!"
Fang Yue shouted in a low voice.
He is like a wounded beast.
"court death!"
Lorca's voice was faint and indifferent.
Lorka's figure disappeared in place.
The next moment, a dagger pierced out of the void, about to hit Fang Yue's Baihui Point.
However, Lorka's figure is eternally frozen in the void, and this dagger can no longer fall!
"Time stands still!"
Fang Yue's face whitened suddenly, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Time is heavenly!
This is the most powerful of the ten directions of heaven.
However, although time is powerful, its drawbacks are also extremely obvious.
Such magical powers as time being static are extremely costly, especially using this method to ban the strong.
However, a one-second ban is enough to change the situation of the battle.
"Reincarnation, cut!"
Fang Yue held a long knife in his hand and slashed it down, reincarnation of life and death, never detached.
Loka's body was annihilated every inch.
He doesn't have Fang Yue's almost immortal supernatural power.
His eyes were wide open, and they were full of unwillingness.
However, life and death is only a moment.
Lorka fell.
with no doubt.
On the spot, only fifteen lifestones were left.
Fang Yue picked up these vitality stones one by one, and then exhaled a long breath.
"Are the creatures outside the realm so powerful? If it weren't for me to understand the ways of time, it might have been cold just now!"
Fang Yue held a low-grade fairy stone in one hand, greedily absorbing the power of the fairy spirit in it, and now the high-grade original crystal can no longer make up the power consumption in his body! Only Xianshi can restore his strength in a short period of time.
"Time is the way of heaven! It's worthy of being a descendant of the line of ten thousand laws."
Shimeng sighed lightly.
The stillness of Fang Yue's move just now really amazed her.
Time is extremely mysterious and difficult to comprehend.
Even if no one in the entire immortal dynasty ever comprehend the way of time.
This Lorca died without being wronged.
Even if he was defensive, he couldn't resist Fang Yue's time and heaven.
Of course, the time spent on Fang Yue was extremely high, and the mana in Fang Yue's body was like a sea, and almost 30% was emptied at that instant.
Fang Yue had absorbed ten low-grade immortal stones before returning to his peak state.
Space conversion.
Fang Yue returned again.
Fang Yue has discovered the general pattern.
In the first stage of the opening of the ruins, as long as an extraterritorial creature is beheaded, the ruins will be sent out once.
At this moment, the token in Fang Yue's hand had been shattered.
But his other hand was carrying a silver-white value.
This was Lorka's storage ring, and Fang Yue let it out the moment he killed Lorka.
Fang Yue is professional in killing people and surpassing goods.
Fang Yue was teleported out of the ruins again.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
It can be said that this guy came out of the ruins once in advance, it can be said that it is a kind of accident, he came out twice, there are some ways.
"What good things did you bring out of the ruins this time? May as well take them out for everyone to share!"
Jin Shiming appeared beside Fang Yue like a ghost, he said in a gloomy voice.
"A drop of life essence was obtained after I killed a carrion corpse!"
Fang Yue trembled out the drop of life essence he had obtained when he first entered the ruins.
The coercion of a powerful person in the fairy realm is fatal to the black demons of the saint realm.
"Jin Shiming, what do you mean? Are you threatening my disciple?"
The spirit immortal Qingxuan of the Black Demons floated to him.
He didn't expect this Heiming to come out a second time in advance.
And he has a new harvest this time.
That drop of life essence is extremely pure, although the vitality contained in it is limited, but it is extremely rare in the underworld.
In terms of the level of treasures, this drop of life essence can barely be classified into the level of the virtual fairyland in the underworld, but if it is rare, it is rarer than the treasures of the true fairyland level!
"Qing Xuan, you have got the iron sword just now, and now you don't want to swallow this drop of life essence!"
Jin Shiming said gloomily.
"If people are too greedy, they will be condemned by God!"
There was a cold light in Jin Shiming's eyes.
Life Essence has many uses. If you take it directly, the effect is immediate, but it is suspected of being violent.
If it is used to assist in the refining of pill, it may be able to create a real fairyland level pill.
What's more, there is still a trace of death in this drop of life essence. If it is inferred by deduction, it may be possible to find a way to brew this drop of life essence.
If they can get this method, then their gold race will be able to produce the essence of life in batches.
From then on, the golden clan flew to the top, and it was just around the corner!
"This Heiming is a member of my Black Demon Race, and also my named disciple. His things belong to mine, and belong to my Black Demon Race! Why do you give it to you! If you want it, let your Golden Race? The disciple of you go in and get it! This is his chance, you can't take it away!"
True person Qingxuan is not a good crop either.
When it comes to the ownership of the treasure, he can't make any concessions.
He also valued this drop of life essence extremely.
If this treasure can be studied for a reason, the Dark Demons will rise accordingly.
Jin Shiming saw Qing Xuan's body, an aura of majesty burst out instantly, like an ancient demon coming.
Unable to help, Jin Shiming regressed and did not compete with him.
However, this hatred, Jin Shiming remembered it in his heart!
"This drop of life essence may be suspected of guilty of guilt on the disciple's body. I hope that the master can take care of it!"
Fang Yue handed the essence of life respectfully to True Person Qingxuan.
True person Qingxuan's heart was delighted.
Accepting the disciple Xia Yue, I'm afraid it was the right choice he made this time!
Although Fang Yue's cultivation realm was not high, his luck was quite good.
It is also an innate magic weapon and life essence. These treasures fell into his hands and made him feel worthwhile!
"Don't worry! The essence of life is in the hands of the teacher, and the teacher will definitely study it carefully and share the research results with you!"
True person Qingxuan vowed to each other Yue said.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this drop of life essence falling into Qing Xuan's hands is probably the legendary meat bun hitting a dog, and he will never look back!
"This is a paper talisman, in which is sealed the full-strike spell of a powerful imaginary fairyland! If it is at the critical moment of life and death, you may be able to take it out to save your life!"
After all, he is his registered disciple, and he is also a person with great fortune.
Qing Xuan couldn't make it too ugly for his own food, so he compensated Fang Yue with a piece of paper at the level of a virtual fairyland.
"Thank you, Master!"
Fang Yue showed a look of joy!
He gladly took the paper talisman.
Then he walked to the staff of the ancient people again.
He spread out his palm and said with a look of embarrassment: "This token is broken again, please give me another piece!"
Fang Yue's shy look made the ancient staff embarrassed to refuse.
When Gu Yuan of the ancient race saw this scene, his face became a little ugly.
Could it be that something happened in this ruin?
Why can ants of the Saint level like Heiming be able to enter and exit at will.
However, there are some things he knows in his heart that he cannot ask or say!
"Give him another token!"
Gu Yuan said to the staff.
Fang Yue obtained a token again.
He did not hesitate to activate the token and entered the ruins again.
It was still a long corridor, all black.
There is no sound, eternal silence!
"My luck won't be that bad, I'm in danger again!"
Fang Yue has a guilty conscience.
Both times he entered the site of the ruins quite badly.
"Relax! This time you are entering the outermost periphery of the ruins, which is the edge of the outer eight floors, the position of entrance 3. This relic of the immortal dynasty is essentially a huge imperial city. The imperial city is divided into eight floors. , The region is vast, not less than a middle-thousand world! The remains of the Immortal Dynasty also have eighty-eight sixty-four entrances, which means that they are connected with gossip and converge together!"
Shimeng explained to Fang Yue patiently.
Fang Yue nodded slightly when he heard the words.
"This entrance No. 3 can be regarded as a relatively peaceful entrance and exit, connecting the position of Prince Yong's Mansion in the dynasty!"
With Shimeng's guidance, Fang Yue quickly entered the imperial city of the dynasty. The eighth-story imperial city was a residential area.
The streets are criss-crossed and the flow of people shuttles, it is not a relic at all, but it is like a prosperous age.
However, Fang Yue's mouth became dry.
Because he can feel that everything in front of him is illusory.
This is a reflection of the prosperity of the dynasty in the past.
It is reflected in the present era, however, everyone seems to be real, flesh and blood.
"Snake meat of ancient pythons! One or two of ten low-grade original crystals, nourishing yin and kidney, nourishing qi and nourishing lungs!"
"The candied haws made of ancient spirit fruits consolidate the foundation and stabilize the spirit!"
In the imperial city, some vendors were shouting.
They sell some rare spiritual beasts and spiritual food made of spiritual fruits. Outside the world, treasures that are hard to find can be seen everywhere in the imperial city.
However, Fang Yue understood that these were all illusions, like mirages, and could not be believed to be true!
Those residents are not dead, but they are sleeping in the house. They are sealed by the creatures outside the territory, and they can't take a half step out of the scope of their residence!
"It can break the illusion, and the truth can be seen!"
Fang Yue instilled spiritual power into his eyes and used secret methods.
He saw the surrounding scene change, and all the figures just disappeared.
The whole street was empty.
Only one or two people are real.
A person dressed in a black robe, holding a sickle in his hand, floated towards Fang Yue like the legendary death god.
"This is the puppet executioner refined by my eternal dynasty! Unexpectedly, so many years have passed. The entire eternal dynasty has fallen into silence, and they can still wander in the world!"
Shimeng's tone revealed a trace of unconcealed melancholy.
How prosperous the immortal dynasty back then.
Now withered and turned into relics, the hundreds of millions of streets in the imperial city are so empty and empty, only the executioners are wandering around in accordance with the rules of the imperial city.
A faint coldness appeared on Fang Yue's face.
Behind him, a middle-aged man in a gray robe, Chi. Bare feet, like a pious ascetic monk, with palms together, walking slowly.
"Ancient people?"
Fang Yue turned around and looked at the middle-aged man.
There is compassion in each other's look.