"Fang... Senior Brother Fang, also dead! "

The guarding disciple's face suddenly turned miserable.

The three who just died are just mages, although they are also the backbone of Maoshan, but how can they not die if they descend demons and remove demons?

Every year, the mages of Maoshan would die a few.

Therefore, mage, it is not uncommon to die, the reason why he hurriedly went to inform the elder of the guard pavilion just now is nothing more than three deaths at once, and how much the matter is, it is also a bit serious.

And now, even the master brother of one of the veins, a strong man in the late stage of the Archmage, has died.

Now, things are serious.

Maoshan has three veins, there are three master brothers.

These three are all candidates for the helm.

Not surprisingly, the next head will be one of these three.

And now, Fang Ming is dead, which means that Fang Ming's vein, this generation, has no hope of being in charge.

可以想象,他们这一脉的长老,必定不会善罢甘休。

And it just so happened that this Pavilion Guard Elder was a person from Fang Ming's lineage.

"Fang Ming..."

Elder Zhou Changsheng paused in his steps, anger surged on his originally calm face, the mana in his body stirred, and a power belonging to the earth master inadvertently emanated.

"Good, good... In this world, there are people who dare to touch my Maoshan... Senior brother..."

A cold light flashed in Zhou Changsheng's eyes, and he turned and left, heading straight for the main hall.

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Maoshan main hall.

The head Yang Daozhen was sitting on the throne, talking to an old Dao with a white forehead on the second seat next to him.

"The dust fell into the hands of demons, that is to say, Fang Ming is dangerous."

Listening to the old Dao on the side, Yang Daozhen's brows furrowed.

Old Dao Dao number Wuwei, is his junior uncle, half-step Heavenly Master, and the existence in the door is only weaker than Elder Taishang.

He was approaching his birthday, and he spent his days in retreat and penance, wanting to ascend to the realm of the Heavenly Master and borrow another two hundred years from heaven before he died.

However, today, he was out of customs, because the dust that Fang Ming used was his magic weapon.

It's just that he can't use it all these years, and he puts it in the door for the disciples in the door to borrow when they need it.

Therefore, as soon as the dust fell into Lin Feng's hands, he felt it in his heart, urged the secret method, and found the dust.

"Fang Ming? The second pulse that oily mouth slippery tongue, like to see the wind rudder kid? "

Wuwei Laodao frowned, but the other party clearly had an impression, but it was not a good impression.

And the second vein in his mouth is the one from which Fang Ming came from.

"It should be the kid you said uncle, he is also a master brother in the door now, ten days ago, according to him, over there in the three veins, Lin Feng's kid practiced evil arts, and it only took half a month to cultivate from an ordinary person to the realm of the great mage, I let him take the dust, and also invited a young elder to accompany him, went to find Lin Feng, and brought him back to the mountain for questioning... However, three days ago, where did Elder Shaogang get the news, Lin Jiu said that Lin Feng went to Shudi, but Fang Ming didn't believe it, so they parted ways, Elder Shaogang went to Shudi to check, and Fang Ming continued to look in Xiangxi. Unexpectedly, something happened..."

Yang Dao really said, and Zhou Changsheng hurriedly rushed in.

"Chief, Uncle Master!"

"Fang Ming had an accident?"

......

Bell ——

The death of a master brother is no small matter in Maoshan.

Soon, before the main hall, the copper bell, which is rarely used on weekdays, was rung.

The melodious sound of the bell spreads throughout the mountain gate.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

Almost all the Maoshan disciples were awakened.

In the gate, all the true legends of the Great Mage realm who were in the mountain gate hurriedly dressed and rushed to the main hall.

Those elders, except those who could not walk away from the guard, or were in retreat.

As long as they could find time, they all hurried to the main hall.

Half a blaze of incense time, can come, all come.

Yang Daozhen sat on the main throne and looked at the people below.

These are the high-rise and pillars of Maoshan.

"Just now, news came from the Offering Pavilion that Fang Ming and the three disciples accompanying him were all dead."

"Uncle Wuwei has just communicated with the blessed land of the Yin World, and the souls of the four people have not fallen into the Yin World."

"In other words, they are either detained or dispersed."

Yang Daozhen's words were filled with anger, he was on the front line of descending demons and eliminating demons, and it was normal for Maoshan disciples to die.

However, the death of the master brother is rare.

Moreover, this time, Fang Ming traveled, but he went with the magic weapon to brush the dust.

In other words, the one who killed him should be a strong man in the realm of the Earth Master.

Such an existence has already qualified Maoshan to pay attention to.

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