Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

For a black smoke, there is absolutely no expression at all. But judging from the increasingly intense appearance, Fang Lin knew that this guy was really angry.

In fact, the contradictions between the two sides have become so obvious that it is either you or me who will die today. Therefore, Fang Lin felt that there was nothing to talk about between the two of them. If he didn't want to know more about the current situation in the capital, he wouldn't even bother to talk to him.

Originally, the day after tomorrow was the date for the decisive battle agreed between Fang Lin and the Fuxi Protoss, so everyone in the Huaxia Mansion was also scheduled to leave seclusion tomorrow.

But the Fuxi God Clan has always been cunning, and Fang Lin had already expected that they might not keep their promise. After all, this was not the first time they had broken their promise. Therefore, Fang Lin had asked Master Pu Hui and others to prepare beforehand, and the masters from other provinces in the mansion had already gathered in the capital.

It's just that Fang Lin still slightly underestimated the strength of the Fuxi Clan. At this time, demons were already dancing in the sky above the capital. Even though all seven high-level warriors except the clan leader were missing, they still clearly had the upper hand due to their numerical advantage.

Furthermore, the Fuxi Clan were despicable and shameless, and everyone was a hostage wherever they went. The people in the Huaxia Mansion had no choice but to resort to rat weapons, and were completely forced to defend and save people for a while.

"Hehe...boy, don't forget, you still have a hostage in my hands!"

Chief Fuxi also knew that Fang Lin had been observing the situation in the capital with his clairvoyant eyes, but he did not stop him. Because the more powerful the Fuxi Clan below them becomes, the more chaotic Fang Lin will be, and he will naturally have more opportunities to take advantage of them.

Seeing that Fang Lin was still as steady as a mountain and ready to take action at any time, Chief Fuxi suddenly let out a ferocious smile.

As he spoke, another tentacle grew out of the black smoke. With a slight stroke in the air, a mirror-like space appeared in front of Fang Lin.

What appeared in the mirror was the Yinlong brothers, the old squad leader and others whom Fang Lin had always been thinking about. How could they still be as high-spirited as before? All of them were unkempt and looked like walking corpses hanging upside down in the air.

Moreover, there was a sharp steel knife between each person's neck. Although the other party did not say it directly, Fang Lin knew very well that Chief Fuxi had his own way of controlling those steel knives.

Once he disobeys him, he will watch his most respected old squad leader and all his former brothers die tragically before his eyes.

"As expected, hostages are still useful. It would have been better if they had been so obedient earlier. Why waste my saliva?"

Seeing that Fang Lin had been forced to put away the Sky-Breaking Sword Talisman, Chief Fuxi suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"You don't know how to play cards. It's you who are stupid. Who can blame you?" Fang Lin replied coldly.

I thought that Fang Lin would be so anxious that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but to Chief Fuxi's disappointment, he was as calm as if he was staying out of the situation.

Although he had put away the Sky-Breaking Sword Talisman, his face didn't look as panicked as he imagined. This made Patriarch Fuxi feel deeply frustrated, and he was once again angered and speechless.

"Asshole, if you fucking dare to make me angry again, I will kill a few people immediately to show you.

Don't let me get the fuck wrong. I have the hostage in hand now and I am in control of the situation. "

Fang Lin was so angry that he rolled over in the air. For a moment, Chief Fuxi didn't know how to reply to Fang Lin, and he was so angry that he cursed loudly.

"If you dare to touch them again, I guarantee that the entire Fuxi Divine Clan will be buried with you.

I really believe I have this strength.

You have the confidence to contain me, and I have the ability to leave whenever I want. You can do it yourself! "

Facing the threat from Chief Fuxi, Fang Lin still only wrote lightly with a cold expression.

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense, how can we let him go?"

"Haha... It seems you are still scared?"

"Since you don't want to have a good talk, then let me see Zhenzhang!"

His fingers quickly passed over the gourd of heaven and earth, and a sky-breaking sword talisman quickly passed through the body's protective energy and came directly in front of Chief Fuxi's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the hostage was in his hands, Chief Fuxi would have been confused by Fang Lin at this time. Damn it, what the hell is this guy doing? Who has the hostage?

While Patriarch Fuxi was counting ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping in his mind, Fang Lin thought very clearly. To say he was afraid, he really wasn't afraid. Of course, Fang Lin also really wanted to save people, and he wasn't hard-hearted.

But he knew very well that if he had to trade the safety of the entire China, even if he rescued the old squad leader and others, they would never let him and Gou live. Protecting the safety of China is what everyone in Hidden Dragon has engraved in their bones. of soul.

"Okay, I shouldn't get carried away, okay?

My request is very simple. As long as you agree to contribute your body to me, not only will these people be able to live, but I will also promise you that the Fuxi God Clan will never interfere in human affairs from now on.

You should be able to settle this debt at the cost of your own life and death in exchange for peace in the entire world, right? "

Seeing that Fang Lin's posture was definitely not a bluff, Chief Fuxi suddenly felt extremely depressed. Being competitive was definitely not his original intention in launching this war. Maximizing interests was the key, so he quickly softened his tone.

"The Fuxi Divine Clan has no promises whatsoever. Fellow Taoists, please do not believe his monstrous words to deceive the public."

"Brother Fang, we will live and die with you, don't agree to him."

"Don't believe him. At worst, he will be a dead end and no one will be able to live well."

………

Although Fang Lin had not made a decision, in the eyes of Master Pu Hui, Yu Cai and others, he would definitely choose to sacrifice himself for others in the end, so they quickly spoke out to stop him, fearing that he would really do such a stupid thing.

"When it comes to death, we, the Fuxi Clan, are really not afraid. Boy, you have no choice."

Although he had carefully studied Fang Lin's character, Chief Fuxi was confident that he would definitely jump into the trap he had set. But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the worst, so he quickly threatened in an angry voice.

"I can be the container for your resurrection, but I really can't believe your promise unless..." Fang Lin pretended to think seriously.

"Unless what?"

In fact, not only Fang Lin and others didn't believe it, but even the Fuxi clan leader himself didn't believe in his promise.

The reason why he did this couldn't be simpler. As long as Fang Lin becomes the container for his resurrection, and with his thousands of years of cultivation, why worry about the unification of the three realms?

So the most important thing now is to deal with Fang Lin. Of course, the easiest way is to let him offer his body voluntarily, because only in this way can the Fuxi patriarch be perfectly integrated with his body.

Otherwise, once resistance is encountered, the energy consumption will be very small, and it may even be swallowed up by Fang Lin and disappear. For a black smoke, there is absolutely no expression at all. But judging from the increasingly intense appearance, Fang Lin knew that this guy was really angry.

In fact, the contradictions between the two sides have become so obvious that it is either you or me who will die today. Therefore, Fang Lin felt that there was nothing to talk about between the two of them. If he didn't want to know as much as possible about the current situation in the capital, he wouldn't even bother to talk to him.

Originally, the day after tomorrow was the date for the decisive battle agreed between Fang Lin and the Fuxi Divine Clan, so everyone in the Huaxia Mansion was also scheduled to leave seclusion tomorrow.

But the Fuxi God Clan has always been cunning, and Fang Lin had already expected that they might not keep their promise. After all, this was not the first time they had broken their promise. Therefore, Fang Lin had asked Master Pu Hui and others to prepare beforehand, and the masters from other provinces in the mansion had already gathered in the capital.

It's just that Fang Lin still slightly underestimated the strength of the Fuxi Clan. At this time, demons were already dancing in the sky above the capital. Even though all seven high-level warriors except the clan leader were missing, they still clearly had the upper hand due to their numerical advantage.

Furthermore, the Fuxi Clan were despicable and shameless, and everyone was a hostage wherever they went. The people in the Huaxia Mansion had no choice but to resort to rat weapons, and were completely forced to defend and save people for a while.

"Hehe...boy, don't forget, you still have a hostage in my hands!"

Chief Fuxi also knew that Fang Lin had been observing the situation in the capital with his clairvoyant eyes, but he did not stop him. Because the more powerful the Fuxi Clan below them becomes, the more chaotic Fang Lin will be, and he will naturally have more opportunities to take advantage of them.

Seeing that Fang Lin was still as steady as a mountain and ready to take action at any time, Chief Fuxi suddenly let out a ferocious smile.

As he spoke, another tentacle grew out of the black smoke. With a slight stroke in the air, a mirror-like space appeared in front of Fang Lin.

Appearing in the mirror were the Yinlong brothers, the old squad leader, and others whom Fang Lin had always longed for. How could they still be as high-spirited as before? All of them were unkempt and looked like walking corpses hanging upside down in the air.

Moreover, there was a sharp steel knife between each person's neck. Although the other party did not say it directly, Fang Lin knew very well that Chief Fuxi had his own way of controlling those steel knives.

Once he disobeys him, he will watch his most respected old squad leader and all his former brothers die tragically before his eyes.

"As expected, hostages are still useful. It would have been better if they had been so obedient earlier. Why waste my saliva?"

Seeing that Fang Lin had been forced to put away the Sky-Breaking Sword Talisman, Chief Fuxi suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"You don't know how to play cards. It's you who are stupid. Who can blame you?" Fang Lin replied coldly.

I thought that Fang Lin would be so anxious that he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but to Chief Fuxi's disappointment, he was as calm as if he was staying out of the incident.

Although he had put away the Sky-Breaking Sword Talisman, his face didn't look as panicked as he imagined. This made Patriarch Fuxi feel deeply frustrated, and he was once again angered and speechless.

"Asshole, if you fucking dare to make me angry again, I will kill a few people immediately to show you.

Don't let me get the fuck wrong. I have the hostage in hand now and I am in control of the situation. "

Fang Lin was so angry that he rolled over in the air. For a moment, Chief Fuxi didn't know how to reply to Fang Lin, and he was so angry that he cursed loudly.

"If you dare to touch them again, I guarantee that the entire Fuxi Divine Clan will be buried with you.

I really believe I have this strength.

You have the confidence to contain me, and I have the ability to leave whenever I want. You can do it yourself! "

Facing the threat from Chief Fuxi, Fang Lin still only wrote lightly with a cold expression.

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense, how can we let him go?"

"Haha... It seems you are still scared?"

"Since you don't want to have a good talk, then let me meet you!"

His fingers quickly passed over the gourd of heaven and earth, and a sky-breaking sword talisman quickly passed through the body's protective energy and came right in front of Chief Fuxi's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the hostage was in his hands, Chief Fuxi would have been confused by Fang Lin at this time. Damn it, what the hell is this guy doing? Who has the hostage?

While Patriarch Fuxi was counting ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping in his mind, Fang Lin thought very clearly. To say he was afraid, he really wasn't afraid. Of course, Fang Lin also really wanted to save people, and he wasn't hard-hearted.

But he knew very well that if he had to trade the safety of the entire China, even if he rescued the old squad leader and others, they would never let him and Gou live. Protecting the safety of China is what everyone in Hidden Dragon has engraved in their bones. 's soul.

"Okay, I shouldn't get carried away, okay?

My request is very simple. As long as you agree to contribute your body to me, not only will these people be able to live, but I will also promise you that the Fuxi God Clan will never interfere in human affairs from now on.

If you exchange your life and death for peace in the world, you should be able to settle the score, right? "

Seeing that Fang Lin's posture was definitely not a bluff, Chief Fuxi suddenly felt extremely depressed. Being competitive was definitely not his original intention in launching this war. Maximizing interests was the key, so he quickly softened his tone.

"The Fuxi Divine Clan has no promises whatsoever. Fellow Taoists, please do not believe his monstrous words to deceive the public."

"Brother Fang, we will live and die with you, don't agree to him."

"Don't believe him. The worst he can do is be a dead end and no one will be able to live well."

………

Although Fang Lin had not made a decision, in the eyes of Master Pu Hui, Yu Cai and others, he would definitely choose to sacrifice himself for others in the end, so they quickly spoke out to stop him, fearing that he would really do such a stupid thing.

"When it comes to death, we, the Fuxi Clan, are really not afraid. Boy, you have no choice."

Although he had carefully studied Fang Lin's character, Chief Fuxi was confident that he would definitely jump into the trap he had set. But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the worst, so he quickly threatened in an angry voice.

"I can be the container for your resurrection, but I really can't believe your promise unless..." Fang Lin pretended to think seriously.

"Unless what?"

In fact, not only Fang Lin and others didn't believe it, but even the Fuxi clan leader himself didn't believe in his promise.

The reason why he did this couldn't be simpler. As long as Fang Lin becomes the container for his resurrection, and with his thousands of years of cultivation, why worry about the unification of the three realms?

So the most important thing now is to deal with Fang Lin. Of course, the easiest way is to let him offer his body voluntarily, because only in this way can the Fuxi patriarch be perfectly integrated with his body.

Otherwise, once resistance is encountered, the energy consumption will be very small, and it may even be swallowed up by Fang Lin, and then disappear into thin air.