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The oncoming dead leaves seemed to have life and consciousness. After being blocked one by one by Fang Shiyi's sword, there was a slight lag, and the attacking method was changed. Countless dead leaves danced in mid-air, flying in all directions.

If it weren't for this fatality, it would be quite poetic at first glance.

Fang Shiyi took out the bell jar and blocked himself.The next moment, the sound of bang bang bang was endless, and deep and shallow traces soon appeared on the magic weapon, while the dead leaves still rushed endlessly.

It is obviously not enough to hide blindly.

Fang Suyi took out a stack of high-level fire talismans, with a little spiritual power, and threw them out.

Dozens of flames rose up, but they were extinguished by dead leaves in the next moment, and there was not even a shadow left.

It seems that the ordinary fire is not enough, but the real fire of life is obviously not enough.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, and Fang Shiyi took out a fiery red spar, rubbed it with his fingertips, and suddenly lifted the bell jar, and blew in all directions.

The fire roared out, and the flames were several feet long. Wherever it passed, the dead leaves were turned into ashes, and there was a faint wailing sound. The remaining dead leaves screamed and fled in all directions, hiding behind the tree.

Fang Shiyi snapped his fingers, and the fire suddenly stopped.He blew on his fingertips, glanced at it in surprise, and threatened with a smile while holding the spar: "If you provoke me again, I will set fire to this forest."

Deadwood trembled silently.

The uneven ground gradually calmed down, and the pale palm burrowed back into the ground silently.

Fang Shiyi heaved a sigh of relief, feeling grateful.

A few years ago, a group of evil cultivators intended to cause a volcanic eruption. Lu Tingchi led a group of young disciples from Shanhaimen to eliminate those people, and tempered this volcanic spar from the magma, which contained the essence of flames. I was too angry, so I gave it to him.

Carrying such a baby who is usually useless, but is like a god's help in critical times, Fang Suyi really experienced the feeling of walking on the ground in the ancient battlefield.

The forest seems to have no boundaries, and after walking for a long time, there is no end in sight.

This should also be a formation method, trapping those who strayed in, either being chased and strangled by the endless dead leaves, or dragged into the ground by the palms on the ground... God knows if those palms are the people who were dragged in before.

It's very difficult to find a big tree, especially every dead tree here is carved out of the same mother's mold, pulled out row by row, and the mother can't tell who was born from who.

Walking in it, the passage of time seems to be slowed down, and the pointer of the compass does not move.

Fang Shiyi looked at the compass that was pretending to be dead for a while, and was speechless for a while—it would be scrapped when it encountered a slightly stronger formation, and it would also be scrapped when it encountered a place with strong monster aura. Very, need to take care of from time to time.

The wisdom of the predecessors is infinite, so why did they come up with such a broken thing?

Although he wanted to break through the formation, but time was running out, Fang Shiyi made up his mind, if he couldn't find the formation in a while, he set fire to the forest.

For mortals, time passes slowly, but a cultivator blinks his eyes for a hundred years. When Fang Shiyi slowly groped and approached the eye of the array, the already gloomy sky became a little darker.

Darkness is never a good thing in a place like this.

Fang Shiyi took out the spar, was about to set fire to the forest, and slipped away in one fell swoop, when suddenly there were shouts in front of him.

Still a bit familiar.

"Brother! Get out of the way!"

"...Brother Zhiwei, watch your back!"

"What the hell is this!"

……

Fang Suyi: "???"

No way?

Fang Shiyi was confused, and hesitated to take a closer look.

Surrounded by dozens of dead trees, a few people were dodging, the ground was covered with bones, roots several feet long were whistling and dancing, and the sky was attacked by dead leaves.

In a daze, the familiar curse came again: "Master, you can't burn it with fire, and you can't pierce it with a sword!"

That's it.

It's Yu Xingyou.

Fang Shiyi held up the volcanic spar and raised his voice to remind: "Zhiwei, Lishuishield!"

The man in the middle was taken aback for a moment, and without saying a word, he set up the water shield tacitly.

Fang picked up the old technique again, and burned it away with a big fire. The roots, bones and withered leaves retreated one after another like a natural enemy.

The few people who escaped from the dead described it as a little bit embarrassed, and when they looked up and saw Fang Shiyi, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yu Xing looked surprised on the right: "Brother Fang! Oh, it was a great help. Ouch, the fire just set my hair on fire. What kind of fire is this? It can actually drive back those evil trees."

Luo Zhiwei turned his head and asked Mo Ling, making sure that she was not injured, turned his head, and said much more briefly: "Thank you."

"No need," Fang Shiyi felt helpless, "Why are you here?"

He intuitively felt that these people did not come for the treasure house.

Yu Zuochen held both fingers together, and using the fingers as a blade, he shaved off the scorched strand of hair for Yu Xing. Yu Xing touched the ends of the hair with his right hand and explained: "We are looking for medicine for the big brother."

"Brother Zhiwei's health is not good, and he entered the medicine valley when he was young. Recently, the medicines he used to take have become less effective. Brother Zhiwei has figured out new prescriptions by himself, but some medicines are not even available in the medicine valley," Mo Ling said. Immediately raised his hand and replied, "I went to Baiyujing yesterday to find that medicine for brother Zhiwei."

The foundation was shaken clean, Luo Zhiwei smiled helplessly: "It's almost like that, I just heard that there is an elixir outside the ancient battlefield, I wanted to come alone, but I didn't expect that there were too many people outside and it was too chaotic. A few followed in."

Fang Shiyi frowned: "What kind of elixir are you looking for...Wait, where did you hear that there are elixir outside the ancient battlefield?"

Yu Xing took out the treasure bag from the right, and took out a roll of jade slips: "Cultivation tabloid! It also said that there is a treasure house here, which is the remains of the Fang family, a great family thousands of years ago. I'm here... Hey, Senior Brother Fang, didn't you come here for that treasure house?"

"No," Fang Shiyi remained expressionless, "I'm here to visit the grave."

Yu Xingyou: "..."

Fang Suyi took the jade slips and probed into his spiritual consciousness.

The front page headline is:

secret!The Fang family's peerless treasure house reappears, who will lose the peerless magic weapon?

Fang Suyi: "..."

I don't know what to say.

Continue to look down, and then introduce in detail the scenery of the home thousands of years ago and the treasure house in the rumor, and it is also marked that there are countless rare treasures even in the periphery of the ancient battlefield.

Then there are a few images of spiritual consciousness, which are indeed pictures of the ancient battlefield. I don’t know which corner, there are a few spiritual flowers with golden petals and stacked like butterflies, and there is a place deeper, where a huge giant can be vaguely seen. underground palace.

No wonder it can coax people here.

Fang Shiyi put down the jade slips, his expression a little ugly.

Luo Zhiwei saw the clue, and saw that he seemed to know something inside, and frowned: "Shiyi, is this fake?"

"... Not necessarily, fellow Taoists are not fools," Fang Shiyi said slowly, "but it's not a good thing either."

Relying on Fang to pick up the volcanic spar in their hands, several people walked away confidently, chatting while walking.

Fang Shiyi didn't want to reveal the reason why he came, so Yaogu and the others didn't ask, but they were a little worried when they heard that Fang Shiyi's slender junior was teleported to other places, and suggested to set fire to this ghost place.

Fang Shiyi smiled: "I'm afraid there are other people besides you. If you accidentally get burned, it may be a bit troublesome."

After turning around roughly, and seeing no one else, Fang picked up the relics without hesitation, and set fire to it.

The fire blazed up, spread to the deep forest, and immediately divided into roads.Several people rushed out of the forest, screaming and howling behind them, they couldn't help but look back, there were countless palms crawling out of the ground, struggling to get out, and dense tree roots coming out of the ground, like purgatory, it's frightening to see.

Fortunately, there seems to be some forbidden spells in this forest, they can't get out.

Fang Shiyi murmured: "I seem to be burning things all the time lately..."

"What?" Yu Xingyou didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Fang Shiyi withdrew his gaze and turned to look ahead.

A trail spirals away, ending in a barren mountain.

It was so desolate that there was not even a root of grass, and it was as bare as a human head.

Yu Xing looked pale on the right: "It was reported here for no reason, and we don't know where to go. We are not interested in that treasure house. That pile of crazy trees is enough to toss, so don't come here..."

"It doesn't look dangerous?" Mo Ling estimated.

Fang Shiyi took a look and said honestly, "I don't think it's that simple."

Yu Zuochen: "For example?"

"I think this mountain looks like a head," Fang Shiyi pointed to the cracks in the nearby gravel, and meditated, "Do you think the scattered mountains look like limbs? Well, could it be its hair that I burned? That beam But it's getting bigger..."

After he finished speaking wildly, few people didn't quite believe it.

Before Yu Zuochen raised reasonable doubts, there was a sound like the sky falling apart, the ground rumbled and rocks fell from the barren hill.As soon as Yu Xing's expression changed, Fang Shiyi yelled, "Run!"

A few people no longer cared about the teaching that you can't control your sword casually on the ancient battlefield, Yukong rose from the ground and quickly crossed the forest.The flames below were blazing, and countless tree roots were churning, trying to catch them down.

Fang Shiyi glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and secretly scolded himself for being cheap.

Say good but not spirit, bad spirit!

The barren mountain behind has already climbed up, the surrounding two small hills are its hands, and the stretching mountain behind it is its body. The mountain giant let out an angry roar, and stood up slowly, taking a step of tens of feet, each step They all walked so that the ground shook and the ground was trampled into a deep subsidence.

Yu Xing ran to the right and screamed: "Brother Fang! You little one has eyes but no eyes, you really opened your mouth!"

Fang Shiyi: "Shut up!"

The few people were as fast as shooting stars, and after a while, they unexpectedly met a monk who had entered the ancient battlefield.Those monks were still wandering around in a daze, seeing them running so fast, they were shocked, and reflexively followed up and fled together.

The escape team quickly grew to more than a dozen people, and after a while, it grew to dozens of people, which was spectacular at first glance.

There was something unknown, so the one who followed was just about to ask, but turned his head and saw the mountain giant in the distance, and cursed in his heart, he just ran away without saying a word.

Fortunately, although the mountain giant strode extremely far with each step, it was heavy and clumsy, so it never caught up.

After fleeing in shock for several hours, the mountain-like monster was finally gone.

Everyone was so tired that they rolled their eyes, hit their butts on the ground, panting: "Where did this monster come from!"

Someone knew: "It's called a 'mountain demon'. It is said that it was built from a mountain. Before the Yungu War, there were many such Houtian monsters. They were powerful and capable of overturning mountains and seas. However, they are inherited from the sky and have many restrictions. ..."

"I've heard of it, but didn't the mountain demon die in the Yungu battle? Even if he didn't die, he should have slept soundly. Why did he suddenly appear!"

Quiet Mimi, the chief culprit who burned someone's hair and provoked their fury, didn't speak.

Most of the people who followed were casual cultivators, who gathered together in twos and threes.Most of the casual cultivators don't have the leisure spirit stones like the disciples of aristocratic families to buy tabloids for cultivating immortals, and they don't recognize Fang Suyi when they see them.

Fang Shiyi was well aware of the truth that "people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong". Seeing that no one recognized him, he let out a long sigh.

The casual cultivators were on guard, and when they regained their strength, they saw that there was no danger, so they prepared to disperse and leave.

There is only a dry river nearby. The surface of the river is dry silt, and there are dead bones on the nearby ground.

Yu Xingyou had learned his lesson, so he quickly looked around and saw that there were no forests or mountains anymore, so he wiped his cold sweat and said, "This place is so open, there are no trees or flowers, and the bottom of the river is dry, so there should be no danger at all." ?”

Fang Shiyi: "I feel..."

"Ok?"

"Is there anything at the bottom of the river?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of tentacles suddenly protruded from the seemingly dry mud at the bottom of the river, attacking the few monks who were trying to fly by with their swords and the monks on the bank!

Everyone: "..."