Chapter 1593 Familiar Breath

Fang Bai threw everything on his body into the Five Elements Space Ring, then raised the arm wearing the Five Elements Space Ring, and said to the golden dragon with a smile: "Little dragon, thank you very much! The things you gave me ,I love so much!"

After a pause, he looked up and said, "After staying at the bottom of the lake for a few days, it's time for me to leave."

Seeing that Fang Bai was about to leave, the golden dragon's eyes showed nostalgia and said: "Fang Bai, you are the most popular among all the human warriors I have met! I hope we can have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

Fang Bai said: "We are destined to meet each other. Little Jiao, farewell!"

"Fang Bai, goodbye."

The golden dragon watched Fang Bai leave, feeling a little disappointed. After a while, he sat on the stone bed and began to meditate on the "Dragon Transformation Sutra" taught by Fang Bai.

Fang Bai rushed out of Long Lake and flew over the Golden City. He found that the originally peaceful Golden City was in chaos. It seemed that many powerful people were fighting for the new city lord of the Golden City.

Fang Bai shook his head, feeling that there was no point in staying, so he flew towards the distant mountains.

Flying over the mountainous area, Fang Bai let out a long roar, summoned the wind pengs, one person and one peng, and set off again to travel through the three thousand worlds.

On this day, Fang Bai's consciousness suddenly sensed several powerful aura fluctuations coming from the front, and with a sudden movement in his heart, he activated Feng Peng and landed on a mountaintop on the north side.

Chirp!

Chirp!

Chirp!

Four figures, one in front and three behind, controlled the spiritual weapon and turned into a stream of light, shooting away from the eastern sky towards the west at an incredible speed.

"Four distracted junior powerhouses! They were running away and being chased three times. What were they doing? The one running away in front was carrying a big bag behind him. There seemed to be fluctuations in the warrior's aura inside, and it seemed to be a person... Huh? That bag The people inside...the smell is a bit familiar!"

Fang Bai looked at the four figures rushing past in front of him, his brows raised, and he urged Feng Peng to chase after them.

With his current strength, he has no fear of distracting the beginners, so he does not restrain his aura, rides the wind peng, and pursues him openly.

The four people in front also discovered Fang Bai and saw that he was a powerful Nascent Soul Perfectionist riding a windpeng. They thought that maybe the young man was chasing him out of curiosity, so they didn't take him seriously.

"Master Shuangtong, you old thief, don't even think about escaping today!"

The four people flew hundreds of miles away. The person in front may have consumed too much spiritual energy, so his speed gradually slowed down. The three people behind him were getting closer and closer, with angry shouts and curses constantly coming from their mouths.

The Double-Eyed Master who was escaping in front knew that it was difficult to escape, so he flew down into a huge valley, threw the bag behind him into the grass behind him, and then turned around to face the three people who were chasing him. His face was grim and he was sneering.

"Master Shuangtong, hand over that person and spare your life!"

After the three chasing people landed, they approached the Double-Eyed Master step by step, but their eyes were focused on the big bag behind him.

"Mo Da, Mo Er, Mo San, you three brothers, do you want to use your numbers to bully the few?"

The Double-Eyed Master sneered.

His eyes were actually born with double pupils. As long as the three Mo brothers looked at him, they would feel dizzy. Therefore, they only looked at other parts of his body and never looked at him directly.

"What's wrong with using the many to bully the few? We, the three Mo brothers, have always advanced and retreated together!"

Mo, the eldest of the three Mo brothers, said with a cruel smile.

Boss Mo is as thin as a bamboo pole, and it seems that he can be blown away by the wind, but Master Shuangtong knows that this man is the strongest among the three Mo brothers, and he is also the most ruthless, so he should not be underestimated.

"It's still the same sentence: leave the person in the bag, we don't want to be amicable, we will send you away respectfully. Otherwise... you will die without a burial place!"

Mo Laoer rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of fists as big as bowls, with exposed veins, and spoke word by word.

Mo Laoer is tall and strong as a calf, with muscles all over his body as hard as steel, and his body is as strong as a spiritual beast.

"The man in the bag is said to be extremely sensitive to spiritual energy and is good at exploring spiritual stone veins and finding the tombs of strong men. How can we, the three brothers of the Mo family, let such a strange person go?"

Mr. Mo has a medium-sized head, an ugly face, beard and hair like steel needles, and a pair of eyes that radiate green, making him look like a vicious wolf.

When the three brothers were talking, they kept walking, getting closer and closer to the Double-Eyed Venerable, and the pressure immediately surged, forcing the Double-Eyed Venerable to retreat continuously.

The double-eyed Venerable's face was ashen and extremely ugly, and he roared: "I snatched this person first, so it belongs to me. Are you, the three Mo brothers, being unreasonable?"

"The truth? Haha..."

Mo Laoer clenched his fists and said with a loud laugh: "Master Shuangtong, you have lived for hundreds of years, don't you know that strength is the truth in this world?"

The Reverend Double Eyes knew that today's situation was not going well. His eyes were changing, as if he was hesitating. After a long time, he sighed deeply and said: "My skills are not as good as others, so I admit defeat today. Take this person away!"

As he spoke, he stood aside with a look of frustration on his face.

"That's the right thing to do!"

When the third child of the Mo family saw the Reverend Double Eyes surrendering, he laughed and stepped forward, walking past him and reaching out to grab the big bag.

"Third brother, be careful!"

Mo Lao Er and Mo Lao Er suddenly exclaimed in unison, with anger in their voices.

Mo Laosan was startled and felt the wind blowing from his side. From the corner of his eye, he saw several rays of black light shooting towards him. He was startled and subconsciously stepped away.

But his reaction was a step too slow after all. He was hit by several beams of light from the Master of Double Eyes, which burrowed an arm and a leg. Several clusters of blood popped out, and he was severely injured in an instant. .

The left hand of the Reverend Shuangtong holds a chessboard, and the few rays of light are the chess pieces on the chessboard.

The chessboard and chess pieces were all made of meteorite iron from outside the territory. Not only was it extremely heavy, but it also contained amazing energy and was extremely destructive. It was one of the most powerful among king-grade spiritual weapons.

The Double-Eyed Master first showed his weakness, then suddenly used his spiritual weapon and succeeded in attacking, seriously injuring an opponent.

In this way, his pressure was reduced a lot.

"Shameless old thief, you actually lied to me!"

After being hit hard, Mo Laosan's eyes were red and he screamed, extremely angry.

"Don't worry, third brother, let's join forces to kill this thief and avenge you!"

Mo Lao thought that the Reverend Double Eyes was afraid of his brothers and the three of them, so he really gave in. He didn't expect that he would be violent and hurt others. He couldn't help being frightened and angry. He exchanged glances with Mo Lao Er beside him and offered sacrifices at the same time. He took out his spiritual weapon and attacked the Double-Eyed Master.

The three primary level masters of distraction started a battle in the valley. Their auras surged, their spiritual weapons flew, and they were fighting inextricably.

Mo Laosan, who was seriously injured, sat cross-legged on the ground to nurse his injuries.

For a moment, the four of them didn't even pay attention to the big bag thrown in the grass.