Seeing the five emperors below fighting each other, the blood and flesh turned into mud.

Fang Dang felt like he was raising a Gu, throwing the highly toxic Gu insects into a Gu cup and letting them kill each other! The one who survived was the most powerful existence.

For Fang Dang, although these mortals will lose a lot of lives, the ones who survive in the end will be the most powerful beings. They are strong and destined to provide Fang Dang with more vitality, even one of them is worth three or four. Those useless old and weak will be corrupted in the war. For Fang Dang, it can reduce the burden on Fang Dang. After all, the city capacity is limited, and a population of 100,000 will be launched. How to make a city with a population of 100,000 produce more power of faith? Now it should be the first thing Fang Dang considers.

However, although he knew how to maximize his own interests, Fang Dang could not stand here and watch the mortals fighting with their feet. If all this was not because Fang Dang stuffed all the people from the four cities into one, Fang Dang would definitely not care about these mortals fighting. They were all dead, and Fang Dang would not take a look. But when the initiator of all this was himself, Fang Dang could not stand by. Fang Dang also found a lot of seeds of cultivation among these mortals. Although these monks had no cultivation skills compared with alchemists, they had reached the realm of strong tendons and bones. They could not go further in the realm of cultivating, and more because there was no heavenly tribulation in this world. And Fang Dang could give them the heavenly tribulation of golden elixirs, that is, these alchemists would become warriors under Fang Dang. Of course, there was a prerequisite that these alchemists had to become Fang Dang's believers first.

roar!

The army and people in the city fought together, and were frightened by the sudden burst of roar and stopped moving. The whole city was shaking violently, and the walls that had been disrepair collapsed one after another.

This is the wrath of heaven!

All the mortals looked at the place where the roar came from in horror.

A ray of light shines in the sky, reflecting the light wheel of the statue of the demon-killing immortal on the ground.

Fang Dang stretched out his hand and took a horizontal stroke in the air. The city on the ground immediately began to shake and was divided into two. As Fang Dang stood up and another stroke, the entire city was cut into four pieces. Then, the big city, which could accommodate a population of 100,000, began to separate from each other.

The four city fragments are getting farther and farther away. Fang Dang's mountain and river-level space treasure has huge space. The four city fragments are getting farther and farther away. In the end, they can no longer see each other. The four cities are finally moved to the most edge of the Heavenly Book of Heaven and Earth. There are continuous mountains growing between each other, but these mountains cannot completely block the footsteps of these mortals. Fang Dang is very clear that competition can make mortals progress. If Fang Dang protects mortals, then what is the difference between raising pigs?

In the end, Fang Dang's iron-level statue landed in the middle of the four cities with a thud, which was on the top of a mountain. A series of halos bloomed from Fang Dang's statue, slowly shaking the entire world in the Heavenly Book and Earth.

Fang Dang never made a speech from beginning to end, but he left an indelible mark in the hearts of all mortals, whether it was fear or hatred, in short, these people knew why they came here, who brought them from their original homeland, who made them revenge and kill each other, and then pointed at the city, made the mountain, completely separated them, and ended the war.

Faith comes with fear, but fear may not necessarily turn into faith. At least at this time, most people have more hatred for the evil spirits than fear.

The originally peaceful life was a little poor, even if the land was poor, and the food was not enough or the clothes were not warm, they would not lose their lives for it. The family was neat and in the wars of various countries not long ago, almost every family had relatives dead. With such hatred, how could they regard the guy who caught them here as the object of worship?

In their eyes, the Great Immortal who kills demons is a big devil!

This may have been unexpected by Fang Dang.

Fang Dang looked at the four cities below, the bloodstains on the fragments, and fell into deep thought. This may be the meaning of one general's success.

In Fang Dang's mind, seventh-level black pagodas burst out, filling all the places on the black pagodas. Then the seventh-level gathered into eight-level black pagodas, and eight-level gathered into nine-level black pagodas.

The voice that was suppressed by Fang Dang sounded again: "Hehehehe, I'm back again, Fang Dang, I didn't expect that I would come back so soon. Fang Dang, you have killed a lot of people!"

Fang Dang ignored the clamor from the ninth-level black pagoda, looked at the Buddha statue, wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.

At this time, the Buddha statue opened his eyes and said, "You can't say it, you can't say it, even if you say it wrong!"

Fang Dang frowned slightly, and his whole body fell silent. The world was gone for Fang Dang. He was immersed in his own world, thinking about something that he didn't even understand what he wanted to think about.

"A thought of foolishness means Prajna is eliminated, and a thought of wisdom means Prajna is born!" After the Buddha statue said this, he closed his eyes again.

The Shitou Right Guard and Chen E appeared beside Fang Dang. Chen E looked at Fang Dang with concern. At this time, Fang Dang's eyes were closed, his breathing stopped, and there was no sign of life at all. His whole body seemed to have turned into a stone.

Chen E said worriedly: "What's wrong?"

The Shitou Right Guard was also worried, but there was no way. Although he had a long life, he had no idea what Fang Dang looked like at this time.

An old man appeared behind Shitou's right guard at this time and said, "This is entering into meditation. Fang Dang must have fallen into a state that he cannot understand. If he cannot understand, then he will continue like this, ten years, twenty years, fifty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, until his life span is exhausted until he becomes a stubborn stone."

The Guishou’s knowledge in practice is far more than that of the Shitou Right Guard. His words are authority.

Chen E said in surprise: "Fang Dang is fighting against the inner demon?"

The ghost sole shook his head and said, "It cannot be said that he is fighting against the inner demon. To be precise, Fang Dang is fighting against confusion. At this time, Fang Dang should not know what he is doing, nor what to do next, nor whether he is doing something right or wrong."

"What should I do? Why don't I find a way to wake him up?" Chen E asked anxiously.

The ghost old man shook his head and said, "No one can help the alchemist road. In the end, it depends on himself. Girl. You'd better not disturb him, and don't let anyone disturb him. He is the most vulnerable at this time. If he can't figure it out and wake you up, his cultivation will always be stuck in the current realm. No, the alchemist practice is like sailing against the current. If he can't move forward, he will definitely keep retreating." The ghost old man said solemnly.

Chen E immediately issued an order, and more than 60 alchemists flew from all directions, and eventually surrounded Fang Dang's body. They began to protect Fang Dang's Dharma.

Fang Dang was trapped in a fog at this time. In this fog, there were the fighting sounds of golden swords and iron horses, the crying of babies, the wail of losing relatives, and the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. In the fog, Fang Dang could only hear countless sounds, but could not see anything.

Fang Dang knew that all this arose because of him, and he was the source of all this.

Is it wrong?

By the way?

The fog became heavier and he fell into the fog. There was a vast white area around him, and the world... became more and more distant...

"Hypocritical...hypocritical..."

"Hypocritical...hypocritical..."

Suddenly, voices sounded in the fog, and these voices were condemning and mocking Fang Dang.

"You want strength to gather mortals together and let them kill each other. Those who survive will give you more and more powerful strength, but you just divide the city into one finger and leave the elderly, weak, women and children, which will only make you get less and less power. You want strength but don't want to get bloody. Do you think you are hypocritical?"

Fang Dang listened to the sound coming from all over the world and frowned slightly. He did not make any excuses, and he did not need to make excuses, because the voice came from the depths of Fang Dang's heart.

Fang Dang has never been so confused, and the white fog around him has become heavier and heavier... Fang Dang, who was trapped in it, became more and more lonely and helpless.

Three turbid worlds.

On the dark night, thick clouds were everywhere, and a faint sound of thunder came.

Hong Jing was awakened by the thunder, and then Hong Jing's eyes began to become straight...

Hong Jing turned his head and looked at the child who was less than three years old. Fang Xun's father was sleeping soundly. He worked hard during the day and could not rest for a moment. Only at this time of night can he sleep with confidence.

Hong Jing tidied up the quilt for Xun's father, then stood up, put on a veil, and slowly walked out of the room.

Outside the room, heavy rain was pouring, and the thunder was getting heavier and heavier. Hong Jing looked up at the dark sky, and a thunder suddenly exploded, illuminating the sky and the earth.

It also illuminated Hong Jing's eyes full of sorrow.

Fang Huier walked out of the room and looked up at the sky in surprise. Then Fang Huier saw Hong Jing standing in a daze.

"I don't want to leave, I don't want to leave! I can't bear to look for my father. He is only two years old. I don't want to leave, I don't want to leave..."

Hong Jing's voice rang out like a hoarse voice in the heavy rain.

The heavy rain seemed to be angered, and the sky seemed to be leaking, and it was smashing down desperately.

"What's wrong?" Fang Huier didn't understand why, but she also saw that Hong Jing was wrong.

Hong Jing turned around and ran into the room.

Fang Xun's father, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was still asleep silly, as if he had a good dream, so the little guy's face was full of sweet smiles. Hong Jing's eyes were full of nostalgia. The child was too young, and a child who was so young immediately began to face countless enemies. How could Hong Jing be willing to do so?
Chapter completed!