Chapter 1960 Killing Intention

"Ahem!"

Hearing this, Fang Yang was embarrassed, turned around quickly, walked a distance away, and then stopped.

Xinlan hummed a few times, then found a rather secretive forest and began to change clothes.

A moment later, Xinlan, wearing men's clothing, jumped in front of Fang Yang, her cheeks slightly red.

"You look quite handsome like this."

After taking a look at Xinlan, Fang Yang shook his head slightly and suddenly reached out to mess up Xinlan's hair.

"You...what are you going to do!"

Xinlan's cheeks suddenly turned red, like apples in autumn, red and extremely cute.

"How can any man dress up so exquisitely?"

Fang Yang glanced at Xinlan and said, "Find some soil later and rub some on your face."

After that, Fang Yang quickly led Xinlan to catch up with the team, and immediately asked Xinlan to follow the two brothers Shi Wuheng.

In order to protect Xinlan, Fang Yang specifically told the Shi Wuheng brothers to stay in the crowd as much as possible to protect Xinlan before entering the Holy Ancestor Treasure.

Lu Ping's strength is unfathomable. If he didn't hide it, Lu Ping would definitely be able to tell Xin Lan.

Half an hour later, night fell, and Fang Yang and his group came to a bonfire.

"Finally someone!"

Seeing the camp, Fang Yang and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Before they even got close, the people guarding the perimeter jumped out and intercepted everyone.

"Who is coming?"

As soon as those people finished speaking, they saw Fang Yang. One of them immediately recognized him and quickly clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Fang!"

The man was obviously an acquaintance of Fang Yang, and he had helped him a long time ago in the East China Sea.

"Oh it's you."

Fang Yang immediately smiled and said, "Where is your master?"

"My master is in the camp and has been waiting for a long time. Please come!"

Lu Yuan turned slightly sideways and signaled Fang Yang to enter the camp.

After taking a brief look at the people behind Fang Yang, Lu Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised.

Last time, he didn't know that there were so many people under Fang Yang. This time, he was shocked to see so many masters unexpectedly.

Fang Yang is an independent person. It is really shocking to be able to gather so many people.

"Good work."

Fang Yang smiled slightly and gave way to lead the way.

Not long after, Fang Yang and others, led by Lu Yuan, arrived at the middle tent.

Along the way, Fang Yang was surprised. He saw dozens of heaven-level masters, which made him wonder, when were there so many heaven-level masters?

In fact, this time, in order to crack the treasure of the Holy Ancestor, Lu Ping and the others also worked hard. They mobilized their greatest strength and invited masters from the entire ancient martial arts world and the devil's path.

In this way, can there not be many heaven-level masters?

However, the more heaven-level masters there are, the more confident Fang Yang feels. With so many masters, they still can't break the Saint Ancestor's treasure?

Even if the Saints try to stop it again, that won't work!

If God blocks God, he will kill God; if Buddha blocks Buddha, he will kill Buddha!

"Master, Mr. Fang and the others are here!"

Lu Yuan stopped in front of the tent and shouted.

"come in!"

A majestic voice came out, and Lu Yuan reached out to open the tent and motioned for Fang Yang and others to go in.

Fang Yang rolled his eyes, winked at Baofu, and immediately went in with Prince Pope and Cardinal Andy Be.

Baofu is also a killer. If you can hide it for a while, just hide it for a while longer.

"Hahaha, Fang Yang, you are finally here!"

Lu Ping's voice sounded.

After Fang Yang entered, he glanced around and took in everything in the tent.

Lu Ping sat on the main seat, high-spirited. The first on his right were Jiang Bochu, Jiang Huawen and others, followed in turn by the sect leaders or elders of the other antiquities sects.

Among them were Fang Yang's old friends. When those elders saw Fang Yang, they all snorted coldly and turned away.

As for the left, the first one is Zi Huan, followed closely by Wu Xie, and some masters of magic.

This time, all the masters from the ancient martial arts world and the demonic world really gathered together!

Fang Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then smiled and said: "You guys came quite early."

"Since Mr. Fang has already said that we need to move forward, why are we lagging behind?"

Lu Ping smiled and said softly: "Fang Yang, sit next to me. Get to know everyone, and we can set off tomorrow to enter the Holy Ancestor's treasure."

"This specific plan depends on you."

Hearing this, Fang Yang did not pretend to be pretentious and walked directly to a table next to Lu Ping.

Prince Pope and Andy Bei followed Fang Yang closely like the most competent bodyguards.

Lu Ping noticed that the two of them were extraordinary, took a closer look, and suddenly smiled: "Fang Yang, what a good method, you even invited people from the Dark Council and the Church of Light!"

Although the voice was soft, Fang Yang felt chilled.

But think about it, Lu Ping originally thought that the treasure of the Holy Ancestor was done by them from the east, but now that he sees people from the west also getting involved, he will naturally be more angry.

"I'm worried that our strength alone is not enough to crack the Holy Ancestor's treasure."

Fang Yang felt the killing intent, rolled his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You only have one chance. To be on the safe side, I brought some friends from the West."

"..."

Lu Ping frowned slightly, he was not sure whether what Fang Yang said was true or false.

Is it really to crack the Holy Ancestor's treasure, rather than to give yourself more say?

Regardless of what they say now, when it comes time to distribute benefits, even Jiang Bochu and Zi Huan may not listen to Lu Ping, let alone Fang Yang?

Therefore, Lu Ping will inevitably think more.

But now that he saw Fang Yang speaking so seriously, he couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Besides, I only brought a few dozen people, and the strongest ones are just these two. What are you worried about?"

As Fang Yang finished speaking, Lu Ping, Jiang Bochu, Zi Huan and others all looked at Prince Pop and Andy Beilai.

They are all familiar with Prince Pop, and know that although he is powerful, he can't change the world. What's more, Jiang Huawen and other masters are here, so they are not worried.

As for Cardinal Andy Bei, he seems harmless to humans and animals.

In this way, Lu Ping and others no longer struggled and smiled: "Hahaha, it seems that you have thought enough, Fang Yang!"

"You are right, the more people there are, the greater the power. Well, I also welcome the Dark Council and the Light Church to join!"

Hearing this, Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fang Yang, how do you plan to crack the Holy Ancestor's treasure this time?"

Lu Ping asked doubtfully.

Not only Lu Ping was surprised, but everyone else turned their attention to Fang Yang.

"How can we crack it? Of course we have to find ways to solve it!"

Fang Yang said in a deep voice: "Now within the Holy Ancestor's treasure, the most dangerous thing is not the dead mechanism, but the living mechanism controlled by the Saints!"

"No matter how powerful the mechanism is, as long as no one controls it, it will always be cracked. But if it is a mechanism controlled by someone, the lethality will be absolutely terrifying!"

"That's true."

Hearing this, Jiang Huawen and other people who had broken into the Saint Ancestor's treasures all had their faces turned cold. In their hearts, they were extremely angry towards those members of the Saint Clan.

Many of their friends, relatives, and disciples died at the hands of those members of the holy clan.

Lu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "These guys are really incompetent. I contacted them again a few days ago, but they still don't agree."

"Hmph, do they really think that the Holy Ancestor's treasure is in their pocket?"