Standing next to Tang Yue was a succubus cultivator who looked to be in her twenties. She had a delicate oval face, beautiful dark eyes under her eyebrows, black shawl hair, and a square face between her eyebrows. Somewhat similar, it was none other than Fang Zheng's mother, Tang Yue.

Tang Yao pulled her sister Tang Yue, turned her back to the tribe, whispered in her ear, and handed Tang Yue the jade box containing the Qian Yuan Pill with both hands.

"Sister, if we want to go together, the worst we can do is give up the Qianyuan Pill..."

Tang Yue looked anxious. Her sister, who had been dependent on her for many years, actually had such a plan.

"Don't be petty. With this Qianyuan Pill, the family will be more stable by having another Demon Sect. The ancestor has been working hard for many years, isn't it just to cultivate a Demon Sect?"

"If you want to return to Blue Star in the future, then go back to Blue Star. I just hope that you will live safely and happily in the future..."

Tang Yao looked at her sister with a heavy face, holding Tang Yue's arms tightly with both hands to let her sister know that she was not joking.

"Sister..." Tang Yue looked sad. She knew that her sister had been doing it for her own good for so many years. In the world of monsters, without cultivation, everything was just talk.

"If someone catches up later, I will stop them and you can run away separately. If they want Qian Yuan Dan, you can blame me..." Tang Yao turned to look at her tribe and said sternly.

"Elder Tang..."

"Elder Tang, don't..."

"You are a demon general, you should escape first, and we stay to stop you..."

The demon cultivators of the Tang family tried to dissuade him one after another. Compared with other demon generals in the family, Tang Yao seemed more humane. Every time he went on a mission, he always took the lead.

"Haha, where to go..." Just when the Tang family's demon cultivator was still struggling with the question of who should be allowed to escape first, a cold laughter sounded, and then a huge stream of water hit the Tang family's house like an anaconda. Flying boat.

With a "crash", the shield propped up by the Tang family's flying boat was like a dam struggling to resist the surging beasts, and kept retreating...

"Haha, someone stopped the Tang family in front. The Qianyuan Pill belongs to us..."

The demon cultivator behind saw the Tang family's flying boat being hit by the huge water flow and unable to move forward, with a sinister smile on his face, as if he had already pocketed the Qian Yuan Pill.

Fang Zheng frowned slightly and threw a few spells directly behind him. Fang Zheng spent a lot of money in the Wanbao Pavilion in Suolong City.

"It's you again, you actually want to eat alone..."

Several talismans emitted dazzling light and exploded directly between Fang Zheng and the demon cultivator. The strong explosion produced several air waves that radiated in all directions, slowing down the demon cultivator behind slightly.

"Stand still, I'll activate Feizhou's water dragon bomb..." Tang Yao threw dozens of mid-grade demon crystals directly into Feizhou's formation disk, and slapped the formation disk heavily with her right hand.

A dragon composed of more than ten meters of water rose directly from the shield at the front of the airship, and directly hit the huge water flow.

In an instant, the powerful water dragon bomb washed away the water flow blocking the flying boat, turning it into a majestic heavy rain and falling to the ground.

However, the time blocked by the current was irreversible. The pursuing demon cultivators formed a hundred-meter-wide encirclement from all directions, surrounding the Tang family's flying boat in the center.

"I mean no harm..." Relying on a few spells and the flow of water to block it, Fang Zheng took the first step to approach the Tang family's flying boat ten meters away. He looked at the Tang Yue sisters on the deck of the flying boat and felt reassured.

Looking at Tang Yue's gentle maternal radiance, a feeling of blood connection came to Fang Zheng's heart. The hazy figure in the dream for 20 years finally became clear and concrete, and Fang Zheng's eyes were slightly moist. got up.

Who are you? "Tang Yao was a little surprised when she saw Fang Zheng outside the flying boat who did not launch any magic attack.

"Tang Yao, if you know what's going on, hand over the Qianyuan Pill..."

"Hand it over, or no one from the Tang family will be left alive..."

The demon cultivators who gathered around shouted crazily. There were between thirty and forty demon cultivators at the peak of the second level and above, including six or seven demon generals at the peak of the third level.

On the other hand, there are only a dozen people in the Tang family, and there are only two demon generals. They are still in the middle stage of the third level. How can they stop the demon cultivators who are like evil wolves.

"My father's name is Fang Qing, and my name is Fang Zheng..."

Hearing the unscrupulous and malicious shouts of the demon cultivators around him, Fang Zheng turned around and floated next to the flying boat. Like a real demon general, his momentum rose into the sky, like a wave radiating in all directions.

After making sure that my mother is safe, it is not too late to get rid of the surrounding demon cultivators before getting to know my mother.

The two names "Fang Qing, Fang Zheng" exploded like thunder in the consciousness of the two sisters Tang Yao and Tang Yue.

Tang Yue's eyes were full of tears, looking at Fang Zheng's back, raising her hands high, wanting to hug her close relatives who she had not seen since birth.

"Sister, don't worry, it may be a trick of the enemy..." Tang Yao, who came back to her senses, grabbed her sister, but there was still a trace of uncertainty in her heart.

Although few people know about Fang Qing and his son, Fang Zheng is only 22 years old now, how can he possibly reach the level of a third-level demon general.

When Fang Zheng was born, Tang Yao had already tested Fang Zheng's bloodline, but it was just the invisible beast bloodline. Even if the bloodline awakened by chance, the first level would already be Fang Zheng's cultivation limit.

"As a helper of the Tang family, I still want to monopolize the Qian Yuan Dan..."

"Where did these casual cultivators come from to dare to go against Canghai City..."

"This casual cultivator is a bit extraordinary. He injured two demon generals with just one blow..."

Looking at Fang Zheng, who was standing side by side with the Tang family's flying boat, the eyes of the demon cultivators in the circle flickered, as if they were thinking about something.

"But a demon general at the early stage of the third level dares to be so rampant and fly sand and stones..."

Lin Wanshan's direct grandson, Lin Hanhai, took action boldly. Dozens of basketball-sized stones, carrying hundreds of thousands of kilograms of force, suddenly hit Fang Zheng, and his figure followed closely behind the stones.

"Hmph..." Fang Zheng didn't take it seriously. He floated in front of the flying boat and slapped a palm casually. The huge palm shadow blocked dozens of stones.

"Haha, it's not over yet..." Lin Hanhai turned into the projection of a mountain ox and directly knocked away the shadow of his palm. He lowered his head to reveal two horns that shone with cold light, and rushed towards Fang Zheng.

"Fellow Daoist Lin's cultivation seems to have taken a step closer..." The demon cultivators around him commented for a while, but they had no intention of taking action. They clearly wanted Lin Hanhai to test Fang Zheng's strength.

"The Demonic Palm of the Great Wilderness Prisoner..." Seeing the Burning Mountain Niu hitting him like a speeding train, Fang Zheng shouted coldly, the demonic power gathered on his palm, and he suddenly slapped it into the void...

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