Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 507: Son of the Ancestor
Although the black crystal has a brownish-earth surface, there are so many black crystals in front of the three people.

For a moment, the three of them forgot what Fang Xuan had said and just stared blankly at Xuan Jing.

The face of the Changsheng tribe member who could speak Jiuzhou dialect suddenly became ferocious. Although Fang Xuan broke more than a dozen bones in his body, he still struggled and twisted his body, shouting: "It's the holy stone, the holy stone collected by Elder Yuanzhong!"

"What did you do to Elder Yuanzhong?"

Fang Xuan pointed behind him with his chin. The old man from the Immortal Clan known as Yuanzhong was lying on the ground, motionless.

"Is he dead?"

The Changsheng tribe member asked weakly.

Lingxi scratched his head, looked at Fang Xuan and said awkwardly: "He just woke up, and I was worried that it would affect your battle, so I hit him again."

As he spoke, Lingxi gestured with his hands.

Fang Xuan nodded slightly and said to the Immortal Clan member calmly: "He just fainted temporarily."

As he spoke, he took a few steps to the side and gently turned the Mo Yuan in his hand, "How about it, do you agree or refuse?"

"I don't like to threaten others. This old man and the lives of the three of you depend on your words."

The Immortal Clan member suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that the other party was hesitant to answer, Lingxi said angrily: "Fang Xuan, just slap him to death. There are so many people anyway. Let's catch someone who can communicate with us."

Just as Lingxi was about to take action, the man's eyes suddenly became firm, and he said to Fang Xuan: "I can promise you."

Seeing that the other party was hesitant to speak, Fang Xuan said, "If you have any other requests, please tell me."

The man pointed at the black crystal in Fang Xuan's hand with his eyes and said, "All the holy stones you snatched from Elder Yuanzhong must be handed over to me and I will take them back."

Lingxi immediately became angry, and rushed forward to kick the person next to him, causing him to grimace in pain. Lingxi also cursed: "Bullshit, I have been busy for so long, and it's all in vain?"

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan shook his head gently and looked at the Immortal Clan member coldly: "You have to give me a reason that I can accept."

Looking at Fang Xuan's eyes that seemed to come from the bitter winter, the people of the Changsheng tribe couldn't help but shudder, and their backs suddenly became wet.

Finally, he said seriously: "These holy stones are related to the safety of the entire blessed land. If you really want to make friends with my Immortal Clan, I believe that the ancestor will definitely give you a satisfactory response."

The man looked sincere and didn't seem to be lying.

The decisive Fang Xuan suddenly hesitated.

Thinking of the evil demons that were still plaguing Jiuzhou, these evil creatures that were highly valued by the Martial Temple, Fang Xuan finally nodded.

"I can only give you part of it. If you can help me solve the doubts in my heart, I will give you the other part."

After saying that, he pulled Lingxi to the side, separated another part of the black crystal in his hand and handed it to Lingxi.

Lingxi looked at Fang Xuan with some concern, and asked doubtfully, "Fang Xuan, are you really going to find the so-called ancestor they mentioned?"

"To be called the ancestor, one must be extremely powerful. Although I admit that I am no match for you before my strength is fully restored."

"but"

Lingxi didn't say the last few words.

As a person from outside the world, going to the Immortal Clan alone is obviously an extremely dangerous thing.

Fang Xuan's face was calm, and he said, "So you need to take these black crystals."

"As long as these black crystals are in your hands, they won't dare to really do this to me. Besides, as long as the master is not extraordinary, I have my own means of protecting myself."

As for the means, it was naturally the two sword energies nurtured in Fang Xuan's Dantian Qi Sea. Being able to directly tear a huge hole in Tiandu, Fang Xuan was confident that as long as he was not an extraordinary strong man, he would not have to be afraid.

Lingxi looked at Fang Xuan seriously, looking into those serious and confident eyes.

After a long silence, he nodded: "I'll wait for you at the off-bounds passage, take care."

Somewhere in the blessed land.

There was chaos and collapse all around, and no one knew what had happened here. Two figures flew backwards together and crashed into the mountain wall behind them, with their bodies embedded in it.

Xing Bei, who was standing next to a tree root, looked horrified.

These two figures were his companions along the way. Both of them were sixth-rank Martial Lords, and were ranked at the top even among the Martial Lords.

But in just one breath, both of them were defeated.

There was almost no need to question the visitor.

Son of the First Ancestor.

Yuan Chen!

"Lukan, Wujing, quickly form your battle array!"

There was still blood at the corners of the mouths of the two people embedded in the mountain wall. They looked extremely embarrassed, but at this moment they reacted very quickly, and a small red flag suddenly appeared in their hands.

At the same time, the main flag of the Blood Spirit Evil Array in Xing Bei's hand was sacrificed. In an instant, a bloody light appeared on the bodies of everyone, including Lu Kan and Wu Jing.

Everyone present were upper-level warriors who had reached a consensus with Xing Bei before. In order to deal with possible troubles along the way, they had fought with the creatures hidden in the cave several times and had developed a tacit understanding.

At this moment, everyone's mind was shaken and they reacted very quickly. All of a sudden, the tremendous energy in their bodies surged out, and with the flags in their hands as the center, they intertwined together to form a magic array like a spider web.

The blood-colored magic circle took shape in an instant, and everyone was surrounded by red light, and the energy in their bodies became even more abundant.

Swish! ! !
Almost at this moment, a residual shadow suddenly swept out from the void at an extremely fast speed. In just a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Wu Jing.

With his strength as a sixth-rank martial master, he could only see a trace of afterimage, and he didn't even have time to make the next move with the flag in his hand.

boom--! ! !
With a roar, a beam of green light spread rapidly in all directions with Wujing as the center.

"Qiang!"

"puff!"

After a series of crisp sounds of metal colliding, a terrifying spiritual energy impact occurred, shaking the surrounding mountain walls and causing cracks to appear.

"Wu Jing!"

Xing Bei shouted loudly.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the green light surrounding Wu Jing slowly dissipated, and a figure slowly walked out from the green light.

He was a young man with his upper body half-naked, with a fair and handsome face, especially the smile at the corner of his mouth, which made him look like an elegant Confucian scholar.

But in the hands of such a person, there was a human head, the head belonging to Wujing.

The bright red blood was still dripping.

The ticking sound, in this silent cave, sounded like the devil's sound from hell, captivating the soul.

The young man grinned, looked around at everyone, and said calmly:
"It's been three hundred years, and this time none of you can escape!"

(End of this chapter)