White Head Demon Master - Chapter 479

“amount……”

This group of people who were waiting at the top of the small stone bridge were complacent and vigilant, looking at everyone who came over. They could not help but see Fang Cun’s figure appearing here, and they couldn’t help but look sideways. They were all wary of anyone around. , Even if they came here, their standing or standing positions were more than ten feet, extremely loose, ready to defend or counterattack at any time.

However, Fang Cun was different from them.

Behind the hands of this person, the anger passed away, and his face was calm, as if he was directly showing his true colors, and he was not afraid of being scorned at all. Especially, these people came here alone, and everyone was nervous when seeing everyone, but behind him, there was still a follower. The elder who followed the same steps, it was clear that the old man had a high level of cultivation and age, but in front of him, he seemed to be a little lower and honestly followed behind him.

This looks like a mortal…

When everyone was suspicious, they heard him come from somersault, and said a little.

All of a sudden, everyone was a little surprised, their expressions became extremely serious, slowly, one by one, slowly speaking.

“Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky…”

“Nine Nether Abyss, refine demons and slaughter the sky…”

One by one, it looks the same as the countersign.

Others were more sensible, and after speaking, they directly bowed to Fang Cunyi.

However, among these people, there are always more vigilant, after facing the signal, they asked in a low voice: “This is…”

“I am Master Bluestone…”

Fang Cun faintly brushed his sleeves, said something, and then came to Xiaoshiqiaotou on his own.

Everyone was originally a little confused about his name, why it seemed that he hadn’t heard of his name, but before they were suspicious, they saw Fang Cun walked straight to the bridge head, and their hearts were suddenly nervous. They changed their eyes to Fang Cun, with some expectations. Also a little nervous.

But Fang Cun only came to Qiaotou and stood for a while.

“Nothing…”

Fang Cun felt it, but found nothing, and frowned.

But he didn’t panic. He just stood at the bridge for a while, then turned his head, frowned and said, “Why haven’t he come yet?”

Those who stood on the bridge head looked at each other a bit when they heard this question.

In the silence, a middle-aged woman in a luxurious robe said, “It should be… it’s not the time to take the lead?”

“What the **** is it?”

Fang Cun thought about it for a moment, but he didn’t make a difference, just “hum”.

Everyone looked at it in their hearts, and then faintly guessed that this person is not small, is he dissatisfied with the time at which he is attracted to Refining Demon Abyss?

Look at his attitude, he is accompanied by servants, he has a high level of cultivation, but he is not very old. He would never come here for the first time, so he must know the envoy, but he still expressed dissatisfaction. Was it because of self-reliance on identity, and felt that with one’s own identity, as long as one came, no matter whether the time was up or not, the envoy should appear immediately?

All kinds of speculations vary.

All in all, looking at Fang Cun’s gaze at this time, there is a bit of unpredictable awe.

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But after Fang Cun asked, he didn’t say anything, just stepped back slowly and stood beside a bluestone.

He looked like he closed his eyes to rest up his mind, and no one paid any attention.

But in my heart, he was constantly analyzing: “This person doesn’t know what the hour of the lead is. Could it be that at a certain hour, someone will pick up these people to the Demon Abyss? The previous kind of ringing in my ears from time to time The call of, has almost disappeared now, but the intimacy in the nature is getting stronger and stronger. Is it also the induction of this Demon Abyss?”

Thinking of this, she frowned slightly.

The number of people next to this small stone bridge was beyond his imagination.

Moreover, it seems that these people have different backgrounds, and their cultivation bases are quite different.

When I first met Zhang Mengyi, Fang Cun thought that all the people who came here were in the Yuan Ying realm, but when he looked at it, he realized that this was not the case. Among the people on this bridge, there were only two or three people in the Yuan Ying realm. There are many golden cores, and there is also a young woman in the condensed light realm. The difference in cultivation level is so big, but she is waiting here at the same time, as if she came for the same purpose…

So, what are they doing here?

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Thinking silently in his heart, he opened his eyes slightly and waved to Zhang Mengyi.

Zhang Mengyi felt anxious. At this time, he felt that he and Fang Cun were “acquaintances”, and he had subconsciously gotten closer to him. At this time, seeing the young senior beckoning, he hurriedly came over, bowed slightly, and bowed to Fang Cun. : “Senior, what’s the order?”

When they spoke, the eyes around them also looked at them.

Fang Cun looked at him up and down, and suddenly said, “This is your first time here, right?”

Zhang Mengyi was horrified and nodded again and again: “Exactly, how did the senior know…”

Fang Cun sneered in his heart, wondering if it wasn’t the first time to come here, why are you so persevering?

But he didn’t make any expressions on his face. Instead, he glanced at others and said, “Where are you people?”

The people around heard him asking Zhang Mengyi’s words, and they already knew him in their hearts. Such a person is certainly not the first time he has come here, and they feel that he is more mysterious, so they are a little serious about his questions and look at each other. For a moment, one of them, wearing a blue robe, with a pale face, walked out, bowed deeply, and said, “This is the first time this junior came here…”

Silently, another woman in a white dress came over and whispered: “Me… Me too!”

Gradually, some people spoke up, but seven or eight came here for the first time. Most of them were young people, and some were older.

“For a while, you will follow me in!”

Fang Cun had no expression on his face, just said lightly.

The faces of these people showed some joy, and they hurried to Yili, saying: “Yes, thank you senior…”

As for those who did not respond, perhaps it was not the first time to come, there was some confusion on their faces.

Fang Cun remembered the faces of those people deeply.

“Some of these people ~www.mtlnovel.com~ are here for the first time, some are not, then, what are they coming here?”

“When you come here, do you have to go in without going out, or can you still leave under certain circumstances?”

“When Sect Master Xiao Xu came over, did he encounter something like this?”

“Is the ‘demon’ born in Elder Shenshan similar to these people?”

“…”

All kinds of problems are piled up in my heart, but it is difficult to clarify for a while.

And just as Fang Cun was thinking about how to change his words, and when he took out something from the people here, he suddenly heard that there was a faint wind blowing on the other side of the small stone bridge, and the people at the end of the stone bridge were immediately a little nervous. I stood up, and on the other side of the small stone bridge, two rows of white lanterns appeared lightly. In the middle of the lanterns, a voice faintly sounded:

“Shiqiaodu is destined, so I’ll be introduced to Shenyuan…”

“The hour is here, everyone…please!”