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"It should be here!"

"Strange~ We've already touched the owl's lair, and we haven't seen him make any moves."

The landscape is like weaving, and miscellaneous trees grow wildly.

Swamps and wild ridges embrace each other, and black forests and poisonous waters mingle.It is evident that this is a dangerous place.

Yang Chan's skirt fluttered across a swamp.

Her hair was pulled up into a bun, her face was delicate, and she was standing on a pine tree with twists and turns, its bark scaly and green.

Words of doubt echoed everywhere.

Hearing her doubts, Fang Longye looked around.

There are many strange pines and cypresses growing horizontally and vertically, and the mud is covered with layers of pine needles.Various unknown snakes, insects, poisons, or other things were swimming and crawling among them.

The poisonous gas on his body was dense, interspersed with the forest green of pine needles, giving off a frightening light.

Hundreds and thousands of weeping vines, the leaves are very small, the edges are serrated, and they are like dense gnawing teeth, covering together.

They pressed heavily against each other, making a creaking sound, like a child crying.

"Are you sure it's here? Anyway, from the looks of it, this realm looks very much like the place where the demon owl who spreads the plague lives."

Fang Longye stood with his hands behind his back, standing on a [-]-foot-long snake cypress. The bark of the tree was cracked, and his eyes seemed to be half-open and half-closed, black and blue.

He casually took the original owner of Snake Cypress, a strange snake with horns on its head, in his hand, and asked while playing with it.

"That's natural!" Yang Chan turned to look at Fang Longye and said, "My induction is not wrong~"

"Furthermore, the suppression of your and my spiritual consciousness here is quite large. At a glance, there are arrays of forbidden formations."

Fang Longye nodded and said: "Yes, the topography here is very strange, its veins are deep, and it breeds spiritual ideas. It should have been a naturally blessed place."

"However, despite the extraordinary development of nature, there is a natural poisonous cloud and miasma, entangled with it, and it continues."

"For you and me, this is not a good place. But for the owl who plays with poison, it is not necessarily the case."

Of course, the most important thing is that the two of them have discovered some information about this place from the shaman tribe near this area.

Because there is an unimaginable abundance of inspiration here and a suitable environment.

Over time, it has become a paradise for poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, with many rare species thriving here.

Plus poisonous herbs, poisons, and various precious medicines.

Witches often come here to conduct trials or collect things to refine medicine and make weapons.

And according to these witches, there is indeed a master here, who is proficient in witchcraft and Taoism.

This attracted the young people from these shaman tribes to compete here one by one to learn from their masters, but no one got the reward.

These messages undoubtedly indicate that there are indeed monks entrenched here.

As for whether it is the mastermind behind spreading the plague, it depends on whether Yang Chan's sense of the secret is accurate.

To be honest, if he hadn't been afraid of disturbing the situation, Fang Longye would have used his magical power to gain insight.

……

After some deep movement, Fang Longye and Yang Chan stopped and looked forward.

The empty valley is like an urn, with black water sinking in all directions. In the center, there is a peak half-way out, with its roots coiled with falling moss, a patch of black and green.

Outside the black water, there are intertwined vines, dark and dense, like tentacles, stretching for thousands of miles.

"It's here."

Seeing the mountain peak, Yang Chan nodded in confirmation.

Fang Longye looked into the void, but there was no sign of anything unusual.But he understood that this was the owner of this place, and he was very well hidden.

It doesn’t mean anything else~
"Fairy, should you knock on the door directly, or enter this person's cave first?"

Yang Chan rolled her eyes and said, "What do you think?"

It is not a rational thing to rush into someone else's dojo.

You know, the dojo's blessing to the monks has a great effect.

I saw that she first threw the map of mountains, rivers and the country into the void, but did not attract it.

With one wave of his hand, he was about to launch an attack towards the mountain peak ahead.

Fang Longye chuckled, stopped her, and said, "Fairy, I'm still here! Why do you have to do two things at once?"

"Please Fairy, please pay attention to the situation and use the Mountains, Rivers and State Map in time. Leave the work of smashing, looting and burning to me!"

After saying this, his eyes were filled with gold and silver textures, like yin and yang corresponding to each other, slowly rotating.

After that, his eyes changed for a while, shooting out a bright light, straight into the dangerous peaks of the black water.

The divine light was so bright that everything it passed was annihilated.

Brilliant and majestic, with great power.

No matter the restraints emerged, the formations were arranged, all of them were useless, under the light of the golden pupils of the sun and the moon, they were like paper paste.

The next moment, there was just a click, and spider web-like cracks appeared in the void around him, and dark gaps swallowed up everything~
"hateful!"

"How dare you spoil my good deed!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound arrives first.

In the chaotic torrent of space, a pair of cold and ruthless eyes suddenly opened, staring at Yin and Yang.

There was no gap or obstruction at all, falling on Fang Longye and the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, as if the smoke had receded, the rolling curtains opened, and a figure appeared in front of the two of them.

In just one thought, the space chaos caused by Fang Longye's attack was eliminated.

Above the sky, a blooming black lotus is holding a Taoist in a black robe, exuding an aura that surpasses that of a golden fairy.

This Taoist is indeed a monk who has stepped into the realm of Taiyi.

As the Taoist appeared, inexplicable scriptures sounded, like whispers, like prayers, thin and broken, and arcs of light fell down.

Wisps of gray air were everywhere, teeth and claws showing, silently.

It was exactly the same as the plague that ravaged the southwestern frontier of the Han Dynasty, but in comparison, it was many times stronger.

The pestilence contains chaos, complexity, pollution, corrosion, ... and other negativity, even if it is a golden fairy, as long as it is contaminated, it will be a big disaster.

"He is indeed a demon! However, what is surprising is that he is not a pure witchcraft person."

Fang Longye stared at the figure of the Taoist, and thought to himself.

I saw the Taoist sitting cross-legged on a black lotus, wearing a glowing robe with thousands of faces embroidered on it.

Or roaring, or wailing, or suffering, or sinking, or laughing, or crazy, all kinds of people are in it, and they are all lifelike.

Just looking at it makes one's scalp tingle.

Feeling the aura emanating from this Taoist's body, he was unscrupulous, arrogant, evil, and very mixed.

There is the Qi of the witchcraft and the Taoism, and there are also shadows of the Taoism and Immortality... Of course, more of it is the disgusting smell of plague.

"I said we made such a big move and ruined your plan. We even came to your door, but I didn't see any reaction from you. It turns out you are refining treasures!"

Yang Chan's dress was fluttering, and she was delicate and beautiful. Above the top door, a canopy appeared, and the fairy light around her was awe-inspiring, preventing the plague from getting close to her, and she kept sneering at this Taoist.

I saw a large, simple-looking cauldron floating in the air in front of this man.This cauldron is square in shape, with a clean mouth and slightly arched ears on both sides.There is a ferocious dragon shape biting on the outside of the tripod's ears, and its scales tremble, lifelike.

As for the surface of the tripod, there are ancient animal-face patterns piled up in bronze colors, filled with a sense of antiquity and heaviness.

The most important thing is that both Yang Chan and Fang Longye clearly sensed that something beyond imagination was brewing in this cauldron.

Even if this demon-like Taoist appears, he is still continuously sending mana towards the cauldron.

The two of them understood. I am afraid that this person knew about this as early as when they started to eliminate the plague.

However, due to being held back by the things being refined in the cauldron, he was unable to do anything.

It wasn't until they knocked on the door that he had to show up.

……

"Hmph! The Three Holy Mothers~ The matter has come to this, but luck dictates it. But I don't believe in fate, even if my chance of survival is slim, I will give it a try."

Thanks to her elder brother and teacher, Yang Chan can be said to be a well-known female fairy in the world. As a member of Taiyi, this Taoist is naturally not unaware.

Just because I know Yang Chan~
Even if he himself has become a Taiyi Sanxian, and even with the magic power of the evil sect, the Taiyi True Immortal is no match for him, but he still knows that he will be doomed today.

Seeing that what had happened, the Taoist finally stopped caring about the cauldron in front of him, cut off the infusion of magic power, and looked up to the sky, roaring angrily.

It was like an infinite magic sound, every word was like crying, changing all the time. Fang Longye listened to it, and strange and strange patterns appeared in front of his eyes, criss-crossing and ever-changing.

It is clearly evil, but it carries the majesty of Taiyi, which cannot be stared at.

"Humph!"

Yang Chan snorted coldly, and the Shanhe Sheji Map, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately suppressed the void.

Pei Ran's unimaginable power dropped, forcibly weakening the realm of the Taoist in front of him to the golden immortal level.

This is why the Taoist in front of him knew that he was doomed as soon as he saw Yang Chan.

No way, some people are too foul!
Not to mention that Yang Chan was carrying a heavy treasure, even if he really couldn't defeat him, at the end of the fight, maybe someone would slap him and crush him to pieces.

This is the same as the gap between civilian players and gold-earning players.It’s even a slap in the face!

Oh, no~

The Taoist in front of me is not even a player, at most he is a villain NPC.

Fang Longye gave her a strange look and secretly sent a message: "Fairy, why don't you just use the map of mountains and rivers to kill him?"

"Is it because of excessive consumption? Do you need help?"

Yang Chan shook his head and said: "That's not the case! With my current strength, I have the map of mountains, rivers and the country in my hand, and I am almost invincible under Daluo."

"The main reason is that the path I am taking is exactly opposite to his. Fighting against him can confirm my own cultivation, which is of great benefit."

These words made Fang Longye grit his teeth fiercely.With the map of mountains and rivers and the country in hand, is it invincible under the great Luo?
It's good to have a background!
But this is normal.

In ancient times, with a good treasure at your side, it was easy to leapfrog and fight.

What a treasure is the Map of Mountains and Rivers?

It is not surprising at all that Jinxian came close to him and swept Taiyi.Nothing could be more normal!
However, how can an ordinary person have such a treasure as the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State?

What's more, Yang Chan also has an innate spiritual treasure that belongs entirely to her - the Lotus Lamp.

To be able to receive such treatment in the Golden Immortal Realm, it can be said that no one else can be found in this world.

Only those disciples of Saint Hunyuan have ever enjoyed such treatment.

However, now these saint disciples have grown up one by one, so naturally they are not included.

It can be said that nowadays, Yang Chan is completely a special case. She started late, has poor cultivation, high status and deep background, so she is treated like this.

Other golden immortals would hardly be happy if they were pampered by the big boss behind them.

Because these big shots, one by one, are not as wealthy as Empress Nuwa.

Neither can the Hunyuan Sage.

Even Sanqing, who is known as the direct descendant of Pangu, can't compare to Empress Nuwa nowadays.

Because [-]% of the treasures in their hands have been distributed to various disciples.

As for Fang Longye himself, let alone him.

It seems that he has attracted the attention of the big bosses in the world, and he is suspected to have the legacy of Emperor Xi, but currently he only has a background. If he wants to be like Yang Chan, he has to work hard!

Until now, there is not even one innate spiritual treasure~

Thinking of this, Fang Long's ambition emerged, and the figure of the old dragon he met in the East China Sea emerged.

He didn't forget~
That old Jiao possesses a top-quality innate spiritual treasure - the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp!
……

Fang Longye is contemplating, but Yang Chan has already invited this Taoist to fight~
Her eyes were condensed, she looked at the black-robed Taoist in front of her, and said coldly: "I'll give you a choice, use all your strength to help me train myself. I can let go of your true spirit!"

The black-robed Taoist heard that even though he had long disregarded life and death, he was still angry.

All out?

You have reduced my realm to too low!You still have the nerve to ask me to take action with all my strength?
Did you bully people like that?
However, the black-robed Taoist thought for a while, then suppressed his anger and said, "Seriously?"

Yang Chan glanced at her and said, "Believe it or not, love!"

He held the lotus lantern above his head and used his left hand as a blade. The immeasurable sharpness condensed into a golden light and he swung it out.

It was like a flash of axe-shaped light, slashing towards the black-robed Taoist.

Then, with a shake of his right hand, he showed a jade axe, and his whole body was like a dancing crane, beautiful and slender, and went straight to the Taoist.

Fang Longye, who was interrupted from his meditation by this movement, realized that Yang Chan, who was looking at the beautiful face and beautiful face, was actually a practitioner of both law and body, and had strong physical attainments.

"Okay! Since the fairy thinks highly of me, then I, Lu Wen, should be more respectful than obey your orders!"

When the black-robed Taoist saw this, he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and Qingyun appeared above him, like a thick cloud, densely black.

A small flag exuding a gray plague appeared. The whole body of the small flag was as dark as ink, and its bottom could not be seen. Various and bizarre scenes circulated on it, endlessly.

The small flag flew out of Qingyun, soared in the wind, and turned into a long rustling flag.

"Fairy! Look at my 'Plague Banner'!"

The black-robed Taoist who called himself Lu Wen stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the flag and waved the black flag.

At that moment, Fang Longye felt that the plague in the void had become restless, rising steadily, exuding terrifying demonic power.

An unimaginable plague has invaded.

The "Pearl of Creation and Purification of the World" appeared on top of his head, falling with endless brilliance, resisting the poison that seemed to be infiltrated into time and space.

Yang Chan put the lotus lamp on top, which kept shaking and scorching its flowers. The flames of the lamp crackled and burned all the plague poisons around to ashes.

"'Naqi Plague World Scripture'? I thought it was a little familiar before, but I really didn't admit my mistake."

"Who are you, Lu Yue?"

During the fight, Yang Chan asked in a cold voice.

"Really, I have never met the master." Lu Wen's shawl was loose, his eyes were green, he grinned, and showed his fangs, like a demon.

"The Sutra of Accepting Criticism"?
What kind of magical method is this?It sounds quite majestic.

Fang Longye, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had doubts in his heart.

(End of this chapter)