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Chapter 259

"Yes... Yes, when the ghost incense is lit, it will emit a smell that disgusts the monster beasts, and it is necessary to pass through the misty plain to avoid those monster beasts.

Meng Fan said honestly.

"Oh?"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of interest.

"What about the ghost incense on you?"

"In... In the storage ring. When

Fang Mo heard this, he waved his hand to take the golden storage ring on Meng Fan's finger in his hand.

The red light flashed, and Fang Mo directly erased the mark on the storage ring, and his mind probed into it.

Because the mark was forcibly erased, Meng Fan also spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

After a few breaths, a long gray-white incense stick appeared in Fang Mo's hand, the thickness of his thumb.

"Yes, this... It's the ghost incense.

Meng Fan hurriedly said.

Fang Mo did not speak, glanced at the ghost incense in his hand, and sniffed gently.

An indescribable smell of decay made Fang Mo's brows frown slightly.

"With this ghost incense, can I safely cross the Misty Plain?"

Fang Mo said, setting his gaze on Meng Fan.

"Uh... It's not absolute, it's just relatively safe..." Meng Fan said cautiously.

Fang Mo looked at Meng Fan quietly, silent.

"I... What I said is true! This ghost incense can only reduce the danger in some misty plains, and it doesn't have much effect on some powerful demon beasts..."

Fang Mo's gaze made Meng Fan a little stunned, and hurriedly said.

"Well."

Fang Mo bowed his head slightly, and then gestured to the blood-robed demon cultivator behind him.

"Bring him back."

Seeing Meng Fan being dragged away, Fang Mo slowly turned his head and set his gaze on Ouyang Yuan and the others in the distance.

Ouyang Yuan's face suddenly turned pale, his sweaty hair stood upright, and he trembled non-stop.

The hundreds of Yuan Realm cultivators behind him did not dare to breathe, and their faces were full of despair.

"You people, isn't it good to stay in Misty City and wait for death, you have to come and send it to death..."

Fang Mo sighed lightly, his tone revealing a faint regret.

Hearing this, Ouyang Yuan's face was like ashes.

The three cultivators of the Yuan Master Realm Nine Layers from the headquarters could only be cut by the blood master!

How could he be so strong!

Why!

Ouyang Yuan couldn't stop shouting in his heart.

"Wait! Lord Blood! Don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender to you!

"Yes, yes, Lord Blood Lord, the little one is willing to submit!"

"Pray Lord Blood Lord to let me wait!"

At this time, the psychological defense of those cultivators completely collapsed, and they kept kneeling towards Fang Mo and begging for mercy.

Even Grandma Hundred Flowers threw down her dragon head crutch at this time, trembling and kneeling on the ground, begging for her life.

"You... What are you doing! Grandma Hundred Flowers, you are confused!

Ouyang Yuan looked at the kneeling people behind him, and he was angry.

"Do you think if you kneel and beg for mercy, this demon will let you go!"

"He won't let you go!"

Ouyang Yuan pointed at Fang Mo and cursed loudly.

He is already open.

"Hehe, you're right, this seat really doesn't plan to let you go."

Fang Mo smiled faintly.

"You devil, the enemy of killing sons is not shared with the sky! The old man will not give in!

Ouyang Yuan roared.

"Then you will die."

As soon as the words fell, an arm-thick blood-colored tentacle went straight through Ouyang Yuan's abdomen.

"Huh..."

Ouyang Yuan looked at the blood-colored tentacles in his abdomen in disbelief, and a painful whimper came out of his throat.

And in the next second, Ouyang Yuan's eyes widened, and that blood-colored tentacle actually came out of his mouth!

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Yuan turned into a blood mist and drifted away with the wind.

The president of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce in the Far West has fallen.

This bloody scene made the audience die silent.

"Kill."

Fang Mo spat out two words softly, and then turned away expressionlessly.

...

Temple of Blood.

In the dim hall, two bloodstained figures were locked by iron chains and hung in the center of the hall, and blood was still dripping.

"Blood... Lord Blood, to... How the hell can you release me?

Meng Fan looked at Fang Mo with difficulty, his eyes full of begging.

At this time, he had long lost the arrogance of outsiders, and he just wanted to live humbly.

If he had known that such a 'monster' existed in this cage place, he would not have taken over this task by killing him.

It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

Now his life and death are between Fang Mo's thoughts.

"Honza wants to know about the outside world."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Blood... Lord Blood, what do you want to know?

Meng Fan asked cautiously.

"Tell me about the sect..."

"Lord Blood Lord, the Heavenly North Region is vast and boundless, and there are many sects. However, the most powerful are one temple, two halls, and three palaces in the middle of the Tianbei Region.

"One temple, two halls, three palaces?"

When Fang Mo heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, one temple refers to the Great Zen Temple, the two halls refer to the Nine Evil Hall and the Blood Soul Hall, and the three palaces are the Hidden God Palace, Haotian Palace and Xiaoyao Palace." Meng Fan said solemnly.

"These six sects are the strongest six sects in the Northern Region today, and the sect masters are all Yuanzun Realm existences."

"Yuanzun Realm..."

Fang Mo whispered, and a fine light burst out from his eyes.

Sure enough, this cage place is simply different from the outside world, not to mention the Yuanzun Realm here, even the Yuanwang Realm is only his own.

However, he believed that as long as he got out of this cage place, sooner or later he would truly come to the world.

Seeing that Fang Mo did not speak, Meng Fan continued: "Among them, the Great Zen Temple is somewhat special, belongs to Buddhist cultivation, and basically does not participate in the fight between sects. When

Fang Mo heard this, he raised his eyebrows.

Buddha practice?

He had seen records of Buddhist cultivation in ancient books, and he thought that the inheritance was broken, but he did not expect that there was a Buddhist practice in the outside world.

"There is also the Hidden God Palace is also relatively special, belonging to the Dan Dao Great Sect, although the sect master of the Hidden God Palace is only a strong person in the Yuan Monarch Realm, but its status is far superior to the other sects."

Meng Fan said in a low voice.

"Well."

Fang Mo bowed his head slightly, generally the Dan Dao sect was more delicious.

"By the way, how many people are there in these great sects?" Fang Mo suddenly spoke.

"Except for the Hidden God Palace and the Great Zen Temple, which have fewer people, there are probably less than three million people, and the other sects are close to ten million disciples."

Meng Fan said truthfully.

Hearing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but show a hint of shock.

The five great sects in this extreme western land combined to more than two million disciples.

There are so many disciples of these six great sects in the Northern Region alone....

Fang Mo's eyes were shining.

"How many people are there in the entire Heavenly Northern Region..." Fang

Mo's voice revealed a hint of excitement.

Hearing this, Meng Fan was stunned.

As if he had thought of something, his pupils shrank sharply and he looked at Fang Mo in shock.

"The entire Tianbei region is probably... There are hundreds

of billions of people..." "Hundreds of billions of people..."

Fang Mo was stunned.

For a long time, he laughed silently.

But that smile was as cruel as the Nine Ghosts Demon in Meng Fan's eyes.

"Good, you can die."