Chapter 558: 4 from Magic

"Why?"
"Why did those family ancestors self-destruct the corner when the catastrophe came, fear the difficulty and settle down, build an underground palace on top of the snowfield, and even the magic edge resources to fatten themselves, and in the end it was so easy to eliminate everything invisible, Just throw out a few scapegoats, and then turn the big thing into the little thing. Why should they do such things and stay safe?"
"Why did we take such a big risk for this matter, and countless times survived, and finally solved this matter that contributed to the world, but no one mentioned us, there is no praise or praise, no corresponding To protect, no one even stands on his side to say a word, and he has done the right thing, but is going to be hunted down by this countless fool on this snowfield?"
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"why?"
"Why did you obviously work hard, and you clearly proved your qualifications in the six major exams, but so many people entered Kunlun Mountain, you can get the countless creations at your fingertips, but you have nothing, you have to go to the snowfield to suffer the wind and snow?"
"Why have I been firm enough to come to this snowfield after all the hardships, and after the cold snow entered the ninth snow line, I found that the inanimate sword mound is empty, why can those who practice evil dharma be one "Why have you walked out of your own way? Why are you just determined to be right and wrong, but God wants to let yourself go on such a hopeless road?"
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Since the Taiyue City, Fang Yuan accidentally got this blood seal from the demon domain, and has been entangled with it. However, although this seal is powerful, it has not been awakened by enough blood sacrifice power. The above is always a person with a firm heart, so it has not been affected by it. Over time, Fang Yuan has even forgotten the existence of the magic seal of this side, but no one expected that on this snowfield, seek for No, when Dao Xin lost his heart, this magic seal jumped out of chaos again!
A whispered voice, the magical thoughts, came quietly, flooding Fang Yuanzhihai.
And at this moment, Fang was originally depressed, and was affected by this magic, which exacerbated the feeling of anger in his heart, making him almost forget everything, but in his heart, after all, there was still a bit of stubbornness. Thinking, there is a trace of hesitation.
It seemed like there was already a crazy idea, but when it was implemented, there was still some hesitation.
Because of his hesitation, he stretched out his hand towards the white bone altar, becoming slower and slower...
"Haha, what are you waiting for?"
"Do you think you are doing the right thing?"
"In the eyes of others, you are just a fool, a lunatic who is not pleased!"
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"Those families that have destroyed your hope of robbing naturally hate you, and wish to break your corpses into pieces, the sword wash pool also hates you, hates you for hurting their Xianwei, and evil sword repairs also hate you, I hate you for borrowing their power, but playing with them..."
"Even if it is Xianmeng, do you really appreciate you?"
"No, do you really think Xianmeng knows the world and doesn't know what happened on this snowfield? Maybe they already knew it, just pretended they didn't know, because Xianmeng only let these big family, the road be unified Heart, with more survival opportunities than others, and the possibility of competing for the world after the robbery, can they be willing to take more resources out..."
"So you think you have made a contribution, but in fact even Xianmeng thinks you are in trouble..."
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"Do you think you are on the right path?"
"Why do others care about your path? They only know that you were born in a humble beginning and have no back relationship. When you need it, you will have some value. When you don't need you, you will be abandoned. Lu, you think you are great, you have suffered all the hardships, and you are still on the line of righteousness and evil, but in the eyes of others, you are just a pitiful worm that has broken its path and destroyed its future..."
"Strength, only our own strength is true..."
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With the rise of all kinds of magical thoughts, within Fang Yuan's knowledge of the sea, there was already a sea of ​​blood tumbling, which caused a tremendous amount of blood.
It seems that the vast blood is actually like one blood after another, entangled in a place, struggling with a call sign, and rushed straight towards Fang Yuan, endless low-pitched words rang in his ears, some anger Some sad feelings are like Fang Yuan's voice.
These sounds turned into a terrible force in the sea of ​​knowledge, and they desperately dragged Fang Yuan into the sea of ​​blood.
Many of the problems here are things that Fang Yuan had long thought about and understood, just like how Xianmeng dealt with those ancestral traditions, Xianmeng only did so, because when the big disaster came, this Wait for the ugly things not to be public, otherwise it will surely make the world's monks chill. When this needs to gather people's hearts, some necessary compromises have to be done...
But what if you understand?
I still feel unhappy!
There was a crack in my heart, and this blood sea demon seal has an opportunity!
"Brother Fang Yuan..."
In the outside world, Jin Hanxue stared blankly at Fang Yuan, already at a loss, and could only hold Fang Yuan's hand tightly.
At this time, she naturally did not know what happened in the sea of ​​Fang Yuanzhi, and she could only see that Fang Yuan was covered with blood at this time. Although the speed of the blood's increase seemed to stop with the voice of her own speech, it still did not disperse. Going, and Fang Yuan, it seems a bit painful, seems to be trying his best to stop something, and it seems to be stuck in the mire and is climbing up desperately.
At this time, the white cat just crouched a short distance and looked at Fang Yuan coldly and quietly.
Among the cold and empty sword mounds, the wind screamed, and it was cold and boundless.
Time and space seemed to be frozen in this instant...
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"Is this the Wusheng Jianzuo?"
Just when Jin Hanxue was worried about the extreme, just holding Fang Yuan's hand and praying for him, suddenly not far behind her, someone's startled voice sounded, she was taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and saw a few A white robe jumped in.
The white robe bodies were also cold, with a translucent ice sword tied behind them, which looked a bit embarrassed. After jumping into the sword mound, they took a few breaths and then looked around. Then his eyes quickly fell on Fang Yuan, but at first glance, they were all taken aback, and someone shouted angrily: "This guy is really here..."
Several others naturally noticed Fang Yuan and hurried forward.
Jin Hanxue was panic-stricken and wondered where these people came from.
The white cat, also angry, jumped in front of Fang Yuan in one step and yelled at those people.
When I saw Fang Yuanpan sitting on the ground at this time, there was only a woman with a shallow breath. These people also felt a little weird. Their eyes swept coldly over Fang Yuan, and they soon noticed the strangeness of Fang Yuan's body. Blood, and the white bone altar in front of him, immediately showed a look of disgust and hatred on the face of the first person: "He really is in a demon!"
In anger, even more polite, raising your hand is a sword!
"Swoosh"
Jianguang was cold and straight to Fang Yuan.
The white cat was screaming fiercely at those people, and all his hair stood up, looking majestic.
But the sound of it hadn't fallen yet, and I was shocked to see that Jianguang had arrived in front of me. I didn't expect that these people were totally afraid of themselves and unreasonable. They immediately took action, immediately received the prestige, and jumped to the side alertly. After evading this sword, I will say it.
And when it gave way, the sword cut straight to Fang Yuan.
"Don't..."
At this instant, Jin Hanxue could only scream in horror and stopped in front of Fang Yuan.
Just with her thin body, how can she escape the sword that wash the white robe of Jianchi in front of her eyes?
Seeing that it was about to be torn by Jianguang, but suddenly, there was another swordlight next to him, and the previous sword was stopped. The sword was produced by a short man in white robe. Shouted: "Don't rush to kill him!"
The white robe disciple who had the sword before was taken aback and shouted, "Brother Xuanchi..."
The man in short white robe said: "The sword's command is to let us take him back!"
A disciple next to him was unwilling to say: "But...he killed Elder Min..."
The disciples of Xuanchi, who was called Xuanchi, frowned, a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes, and a trace of murderousness flashed faintly on his body, but after a moment of silence, he still said, "Bring him back to the sword wash pool. How to deal with it, the sword head has his own idea. The purpose of our coming is just to take him back. Don’t take his life, just suppress him first!"
The white robe next to them, all hesitant, turned to look at the Yuanying Jianxian.
The man seemed to be injured and his face was very unsightly. He was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, just follow the orders!"
Earlier, the white robe that wanted to kill Fang Yuan could only withdraw his hatred, but the white robe next to him looked at Fang Yuan with a bit of hatred on his face, saying: "This person seems to be Running evil work, should we wait for his work to be completed?"
The next person glanced at the white bone altar in front of Fang Yuan, and the Chengtian Jiandian next to the bone altar, and sneered: "Cultivation of wickedness, we should die of sin, we really did not misunderstand him, practice this The people of Kendo don’t have to go down this path~EbookFREE.me~ Don’t cut him directly at this time, it is already a great gift to let him finish his work, is it to wait for him to complete the cultivation of evil work? ?"
"Yes, Brother Li Baihu used the natal Dao sword to protect him, which is a pity!"
The person next to him heard a cold sigh, agitated his sword, and hit him straight towards Fang Yuan's big hole.
"He didn't practice evil...he's not..."
Jin Hanxue listened beside him, already red eyes urgently, desperately stretched out his hands, just protecting Fang Yuan.
Although she was not very high, it was also a little troublesome. The person who stirred the sword qi couldn't help but frowned, and the sword swayed, pushing her straight to the side, and fell heavily. On the ground, then that Jian Qi still struck Fang Yuan's chest straight.
　　
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