Fang Yi's words made the 97 people below, including Hu Huai, look suspicious.

They were thinking about who was so skillful and brave, and the bald monk who was controlled by Duan Yuwei just now walked forward.

Everyone in the field looked at the bald monk.

The bald monk swallowed nervously. He leaned over and bowed to Fang Yi and Lu Heng in the air and said, "The two seniors, the younger generation is Deng Huang, and their father is Deng Mu, the elder of Fenglei Sect. Previously, because the younger generation was the first monk to come from the northwest, the Lord Duan Valley of Tianxin Valley thought that the younger generation was the slut who had obtained the treasures of heaven and earth and returned to mix in the crowd. However, under the master Duan Valley's soul search technique, the younger generation has already proved innocent. I hope the two seniors will let the younger generation leave with clarity!"

Duan Yuwei felt strange when Deng Huang came out, because Deng Huang had no memory in his mind that he had obtained the treasure. Now when he heard what Deng Huang said, Duan Yuwei was both angry and funny.

The monks here secretly scolded Deng Huang for being shameless in their hearts. They still remembered his indignation after being searched by Duan Yuwei. Now, in order to leave earlier, he shamelessly excused this matter.

Deng Huang didn't care about the ideas of these people. He just needed to stay away from this place of failure faster.

Fang Yi's green eyes looked straight into Deng Huang's eyes, and the world in Deng Huang's eyes became pitch black in an instant. Then Deng Huang's body began to shatter into blue spirits from his abdomen, and in the end only the black robe that fell to the ground and the storage bag inside the robe.

"Stay out of the water space!" All the monks present saw that Deng Huang was controlled by Fang Yi's pupil technique to enter the water space with his soul, which led to the destruction of both body and spirit.

Lu Heng praised at the right time: "Fellow Daoist Fang's pupil technique is really good."

"Fellow Daoist Lu praised it." Fang Yi turned to everyone below, "Who wants to come out to disrupt the situation like Deng Huang? I don't mind sending him to the original space."

The monks below would not come out to die stupidly. Many of them were complaining: "I really can't watch this fun."

Fang Yi continued, "It seems that no one is willing to admit it. I have something to say first, this is our Fang Yi's territory. Whether you are the chef Zeng Haoling or fellow Daoist behind you, I will kill those who rob me of my treasures on my territory!"

Fang Yi's words are obviously not ready to show mercy.

Lu Heng got a clear reply from Hu Huai when he helped Hu Huai block Fang Yi's pupil technique. The treasure of heaven and earth was not obtained by Hu Huai. So Lu Heng supported Fang Yi and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang has given him a chance. Those who know the truth should come forward quickly. Don't make everyone ugly."

The ninety-six people below did not express any statement after Fang Yi and Lu Heng spoke.

Fang Yi said to Nangong Qi directly: "Take Pan Pu, Mingxu, Duan Yuwei behind me."

When Nangong Li heard this, he immediately led Pan Pu and the other two to the rear of Fang Yi.

Lu Heng knew that Fang Yi was going to search the people below indiscriminately. He was afraid that Fang Yi would attack Hu Huai, so he shouted: "Hu Huai! You almost made me misunderstand with fellow Taoist Fang today. Why don't you come over here and let me show the memories related to the heavenly treasure in your mind to Fellow Fang to check!"

Hu Huai flew to Lu Heng knowingly. Under Lu Heng's magic, all Hu Huai's memories since the appearance of the heavenly treasure appeared were presented to everyone.

After reading it, Lu Heng said with peace of mind: "Fellow Daoist Fang, you can naturally distinguish the authenticity of this memory with your ability. Since Hu Huai has reconciled with Nangong Xiaoyou, he is not the winner of the heavenly treasure. Can I take him away?"

Fang Yi agreed and said, "Go. Just don't forget to let him come over and pay a mountain protection array from the holy level."

Lu Heng replied, "That's certain! Say goodbye."

Lu Heng put his right hand on Hu Huai's shoulder and opened the teleportation channel from the holy level in front of him. He took Hu Huai into it and disappeared.

Everyone below was so envious.

Lu San didn't want to wade into this muddy water again, so he immediately picked up the jade pendant of the spiritual chef on his waist and said, "Senior Fang, I, Lu San, have sweared with my natal spiritual root and the top third-grade spiritual chef that I have not obtained that treasure of heaven and earth."

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "It's not enough."

Lu San frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"I want to search the soul." Fang Yi said.

Lu San avoided Fang Yi's gaze: "Senior Fang, although you are a cultivator from the Holy Realm, no one can guarantee that you will not have any deviations when searching for souls. I have the expectation of Zeng Hao's spiritual meal teacher. I will reach the top 50 rankings of the spiritual meal list at the spiritual meal ceremony twenty years later. I cannot let you search for souls."

Fang Yi said: "Either you ask the steward Zeng Haoling to tell me, or I will take it out of your head by myself."

As soon as Fang Yi said this, everyone understood that today's affairs could not be done well. They regretted that they should not have watched this lively.

Lu San took out a white jade plate full of runes from the storage bag. After he injected it with his spiritual power, each number of two to one hundred was projected above the jade plate. Lu San touched the word "five" with his right index finger, and the remaining numbers quickly penetrated into the jade box, and the word "five" formed a transparent spiritual light curtain.

About two breaths passed, an old man with red hair and white eyebrows appeared in the light curtain. The old man's robe had a number "five" surrounded by a ball of flames on his left chest.

This person is the owner of the fifth place in the Lingchen Tian List and the first base in the Eastern Lingchen League - Zeng Hao Lingchen Master.

When the meal teacher Zeng Haoling saw many monks standing behind Lu San, he asked, "What happened?"

When Lu Sanyi saw Zeng Hao's spiritual chef, he said as if he had grabbed a life-saving knot, "I accidentally got into a disaster related to heaven and earth treasures. Even if I swear as my natal spiritual root and the top third-grade spiritual chef, Senior Fang Yi still thought it was not enough. He wanted to search me for souls and evidence. He said that either I asked you to tell him, or he would take it from my head by himself."

Mr. Zeng Haoling had already guessed what was going on. He asked, "Then tell me honestly, do you have anything to do with that treasure of heaven and earth?"

Lu San said firmly: "It doesn't matter! I teleported over when I heard that there was a fun watching. As soon as I sensed the spiritual pressure of Senior Lu Heng and Senior Fang Yi, I was about to leave, but I was stopped by Senior Lu Heng."

"Watching the fun makes you become lively. You really make the first stronghold in the Eastern Spiritual Food League. If you can't make it into the top fifty of the Spiritual Food Heaven List at this Spiritual Food Ceremony, you can go to another stronghold." Zeng Hao's spiritual food teacher scolded.

Lu San listened silently and did not dare to complain.

Seeing that the teacher Zeng Haoling had also been trained, he ordered Lu San: "Leave the contact plate to Fang Yi and let me tell him."

As he said, Lu San sent the contact pan to Fang Yi from the air.

Zeng Haoling Shipper said bluntly: "I know that the reason why you asked Lu San to contact me was to use the forces behind the other monks present to let them follow your wishes. I will give you this face and do what you should do, and let Lu San return to the first stronghold of the Eastern Spiritual Season League."

Seeing that the chef Zeng Haoling told him about his intentions on the spot, Fang Yi changed his expression slightly, "You didn't need to say so much."

Mr. Zeng Haoling said, "You have done it."

"That treasure must be someone here. I was wrong to find the treasure robber in my own territory?" Fang Yi asked.

Mr. Zeng Haoling laughed and said, "This matter itself is correct, but your approach is really annoying."

Fang Yi stared at the green eyes of Zeng Haoling coldly and said, "It seems that you don't want to protect Lu San anymore."

Zeng Haoling said calmly: "Young Master, do you feel that you can become a monk from the Holy Realm by relying on the opportunity of becoming a monk from the Holy Realm, and you can be without any scruples in the extremely difficult place? You can use the origin of your wood to break Lu San's return to the void land and let his body and spirit be destroyed. But I will also put my words here today. If Lu San has less hair, I want all the people related to you Fang Yi in the inner world to be buried with you!"

After saying that, the chef Zeng Haoling closed the contact plate on his side.

Fang Yi paused for a long time before speaking, "You can leave now."

Lu San knew that Fang Yi was saying this to him, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly. He took back the contact disk from the air. Seeing that Fang Yi had not done anything else, he quickly opened the teleportation channel and ran in.

When everyone saw Lu San leaving safely with the power of Zeng Haoling's chef, they envied and scolded Fang Yi in their hearts for bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Fang Yi grabbed with one hand, and the monk who was in the front below came to Fang Yi uncontrollably.

The monk begged for mercy and said, "Senior Fang, my master is Blood Butterfly Lord."

"The Blood Butterfly Lord was in seclusion when I was a late stage monk in the Return to Void. Now I am a monk from the Holy Realm. He has not seen any trace yet. If he wants to trouble me for you, the early stage monk in the Return to Void, let him do it." Fang Yi said, and used his own spiritual power to penetrate the monk's mind. After his spiritual power and the spiritual power in the monk's mind were combined into one, Fang Yi quickly browsed the monk's memory.

When everyone saw the ferocious look on Fang Yi's face gradually appeared, they couldn't help but expect that the monk in Fang Yi's hands would be the one who took away the treasures of heaven and earth, so that they could leave soon.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi directly squeezed the monk's head with a bang, and blood gushed out of the monk's neck. Fang Yi shouted angrily: "Are you scolding me for being a short man? Do you scold me for being a bully? Then today I will bully the bully and be afraid of being a bully!"

The cultivator's soul cursed in the territory of Huixu: "Aren't you just a short guy? Even if I become a ghost, I will scold you, a short guy!"

"You have no chance to be a ghost." Fang Yi smashed the monk's abdomen robe with his right palm and penetrated into his return to the void territory. A stream of green liquid flowed out along Fang Yi's palm.

With a loud bang, Fang Yi pulled out a half of the soul in his right hand. Fang Yi took out a green bamboo basket from the storage bag. After he threw the monk's soul into the bamboo basket, there were endless screams of howling inside.

Fang Yi smiled cruelly and said, "You just wait slowly in the Prison God Basket. I hope you can survive until the day your master comes to save you."

The monks below were so nervous that they were so angry that they saw this scene. Because they had cursed Fang Yi like this just now. If they were searched for the soul, they would definitely end up like this monk.

"It's better to try a way out instead of waiting for death! I count three, two, and everyone will use the strongest magic together!"

This voice transmission appeared in the ears of the eighty-nine monks below when Fang Yi abused the monk. Among them, eighty-one of them agreed with the voice transmission statement and decided to escape in the chaos.

Those monks who had not yet become disrespectful to Fang Yi were preparing to notify Fang Yi, and the master who sent the voice had quickly counted down: "Three, two, one! Fight!"

With a bang, a broken-armed monk took the lead in using fire-type magic to penetrate the underground underground, forcing the monks to leave the place.

The monks originally wanted to see the situation, but now someone took the initiative to make them all become participants. They used magic tricks without any scruples in order to gain a glimmer of hope.

Fang Yi, who was enjoying the pleasure of conquest, did not expect that the eighty-nine monks below would dare to resist. His green eyes looked crazy. Because the actions of these monks undoubtedly made things simple. He just wanted to kill all these monks and then search for the heavenly and earth treasures from their storage bags one by one.

Fang Yi said to the four people behind Nangong Ji: "Kill me!"

Nangong Li, Pan Pu and others did not expect things to become so out of control. Now Fang Yi ordered that they had to rush forward.

The sound of the weapons and magic in the field was heard one after another.

Fang Yi came to the monk who was the first to perform the Yin Spirit Fire magic with his blue eyes. He controlled the broken-armed monk with his green eyes, and his left hand directly hit the monk's abdomen.

But what surprised Fang Yi was that the monk actually got rid of his pupil control and moved horizontally to the right.

Almost at the same time, a red figure appeared on Fang Yi's left. The red figure's right fist hit Fang Yi's left hand heavily, and its speed was so fast that even the broken arm cultivator could not hurt him without moving horizontally.

The sound of bone cracks of the kakuk came from Fang Yi's left hand. Fang Yi, who had not felt such severe pain for hundreds of years, shouted: "Who are you!"

But the red figure ignored Fang Yi at all. When Fang Yi asked angrily, he grabbed the green bamboo basket with his left hand. His body flipped and flew, and Fang Yi, who was unprepared, had no time to deal with it. The Prison God Basket escaped without any surprise.

Fang Yi, who retreated, calmed his mind and pinched his hands with his hands, trying to trap the red figure with the power of the Prison God Basket. Unexpectedly, before the seal on his hand was finished, he saw the red figure immersed the Prison God Basket into his body, and he immediately lost the connection with the Prison God Basket.

"How is this possible!" Fang Yi said in disbelief.

The red figure was sure that Fang Yi had lost control of the Prison God Basket when he heard Fang Yi's words. At that time, he noticed that Pan Pu was raising his sword to attack the broken-armed monk. The red figure appeared in front of the broken-armed monk like a ghost, and at the same time swung his right palm to fight against the long sword in Pan Pu's hand.

With a bang, Pan Pu's body flew backwards, and his right arm bone holding the sword protruded directly from his right shoulder. The red figure did not even retreat half a step. The red figure was about to take the broken-armed monk away, but three blue light columns suddenly crossed from below and trapped him and the broken-armed monk in it.

It turned out that Fang Yi endured the severe pain in his left hand while the red figure and Pan Pu were attacking each other with the origin of wood to use the magic method of trapping the enemy - Muyuan Forbidden Spirit. Fang Yi gasped and said, "As a monk from the Holy Realm, you are too despicable to seize my magic weapon with such disgraceful means!"

The red figure still did not reply to Fang Yi's words. And the monks who were instigated to cause chaos also reacted at this time.

Fang Yi felt that the red figure had been resisting the forbidden spirit technique of Muyuan. While increasing the power of the original to the three light pillars, he shouted to everyone: "The culprit has been captured! You don't need to fight again!"

Nangong Ji and the other two were unwilling to attack these monks. Now that they heard Fang Yi's order, they immediately stopped and retreated. Even so, they still killed nearly thirty monks.

The remaining fifty people were each wearing their own colours, and their faces were solemnly surrounded. Someone asked, "Can we leave?"

Fang Yi asked back, "Don't you want to know who these two are?"
To be continued...