My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

In front of the crooked neck tree.

Two days have passed.

Ye Qiubai and the others looked at the phantom inner core embedded in the torso, glowing with light pink aura, their faces solemn and their eyes full of worry.

Although Fang Qiong has an extremely evil talent in formations.

With the blessing of the Immortal Fate Illusion Array, his understanding and mastery of the Illusion Array are definitely not bad.

But the level of Mist Fantasy is too high after all.

This is an illusion in the restricted area of ​​life, and even the strongest at the peak of the Divine Emperor Realm can hardly resist it.

Can Fang Qiong really pass smoothly now?

On the side, Xu Luo suddenly sighed: "It's too impulsive. How can he, a cultivator in the God King Realm, resist this level of illusion..."

Luo Feng also shook his head, while Yunze's eyes showed a look of pity for talent.

Such monsters will perish before they can grow up.

It's really a pity.

Tu Wenheng shook his head with regret and said: "It seems that we still have to wait for the next person to enter this place."

Hearing Tu Wenheng's words.

Xiao Hei gritted his teeth and his breath burst out!

I want to rush towards Tu Wenheng!

Even Ye Qiubai was ready to take out the Qingyun Sword.

Mu Fusheng did not stop him this time, and the four kinds of thunder power in his hand began to flash.

But at this moment.

Above the torso, a twisted brilliance bloomed.

A hand suddenly stretched out from it and grasped the phantom inner core embedded in the torso.

Amid everyone's stunned gazes, Fang Qiong walked out with the phantom core.

This scene made Xu Luo and the three of them look shocked.

When they were all desperate.

Fang Qiong actually broke through the illusion and came out intact?

And got the phantom core?

how did you do it?

Although Xu Luo wanted to ask urgently, as one of the strongest members of the Alliance of Formation Masters and his arrogant character, he still couldn't ask.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunze, with his paralyzed face, pulled up the corner of his mouth in a rare move and showed a smile.

They knew that this person would become something extraordinary.

Ye Qiubai, Xiao Hei and Mu Fusheng put away their offensive and quickly came to Fang Qiong.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Qiong shook his head and smiled: "Thanks to Master."

Master?

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

The master still said that he was not upright, and he still couldn't let them go at the critical moment.

At this time, Tu Wenheng on the side walked over with a smile.

Xiao Hei's tall body blocked him directly.

Tu Wenheng stopped when he saw this, smiled and said: "I have no intention of snatching the core of the fantasy realm. Although this thing is a treasure, it doesn't have much effect on me."

"I just want to thank Brother Fang. If it weren't for your help, the follow-up things would really not be completed."

While talking.

The surrounding fog of illusion began to slowly fade at this moment!

However, the entire Yunmeng Swamp is filled with too much fantasy and fog.

So it still takes hundreds or thousands of years to dilute.

However, this place marked in red can alleviate the crisis.

Later, Tu Wenheng said: "In this case, you should have no problem leaving Yunmeng Swamp. In this case, I will leave."

After saying that, Tu Wenheng turned around and continued walking deeper.

Looking at his back, Luo Feng said solemnly: "Is he going to continue walking deeper?"

Xu Luo also frowned slightly: "What is his purpose?"

Yunze shook his head and said: "No matter what his purpose is, it has nothing to do with us now. If we go deeper, it will not be a place we can deal with."

Luo Feng and the two nodded.

Just when they wanted to leave, they found that Fang Qiong was absorbing the core of the illusion.

So he had no choice but to protect him.

After all, now is the moment when Fang Qiong's state is at its peak, and absorption at this time has the highest success rate.

Fang Qiong needs to core the fantasy realm to strengthen the fairy magic formation!

The essence of the core within the illusion is actually the formation spirit or formation base.

Therefore, it is most appropriate to use the Holy Formation Hell Body Technique combined with the Creation Formation Spirit Body Absorption.

However, when absorbing.

Fang Qiong's consciousness was suddenly forcibly dragged into an empty, colorless place.

In front of his eyes, a giant beast as big as a mountain appeared in front of him.

The body of the giant beast lies on the ground, as big as a mountain and entrenched like a giant mountain.

And on its body, there are nine heads, each head is like a giant snake that reaches the sky!

Each head is entrenched on a huge mountain!

"Who are you?" Fang Qiong asked in shock.

"My name is Xiang Liu, which is what you call the Lord of the Swamp."

The Lord of the Swamp, Xiang Liu!

Fang Qiong's eyes were shocked.

"You are very good, you can pass through the illusion I set up." Xiang Liu's voice was low, but it roared like thunder!

"In that case, can you please help me, little friend?"

Fang Qiong looked stunned.

The Lord of the Swamp, who has the strength of the God Lord, asks him to help?

Fang Qiong smiled bitterly and said: "Senior thinks too highly of me. With my current strength, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult."

Xiang Liu shook his head and said, "I can help."

Fang Qiong hesitated slightly, then shook his head: "Senior, I still need to help my senior brother find something, so..."

"In the swamp?" Xiang Liu said: "As long as you are in this swamp, I can give you whatever you want."

Fang Qiong hesitated for a while, and then told Xiao Hei what he needed.

Xiang Liu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then sighed: "Sure enough, we are still here. This is cause and effect..."

"Senior knows?" Fang Qiong asked anxiously.

Xiang Liu nodded: "This thing is here with me. As long as you help me tide over the difficulties, I can naturally give it to you."

Fang Qiong nodded: "In that case, I will agree to it, senior. I don't know how senior can help you if you need us."

Xiang Liu said: "To make a long story short, time is running out."

"I wonder if you know about the ghost clan."

Ghost clan?

Fang Qiong frowned slightly, he didn't know much about the forces in the high latitude realm.

"The ghost tribe is an ethnic group inherited from ancient times. I don't know where they came from or why they were born."

"But in order to get my magic core, they started to trap me here. At the same time, they used the ghost flame formation to consume my strength for tens of thousands of years."

"Now, my strength has been reduced to ten percent, and the people of the ghost tribe have also begun to think of ways to seize the magic core. I have set up an illusion here, using the swamp as a circle, to surround this place, and delay the progress of the ghost tribe. The core within the fantasy realm is one of the levels.”

"And one of the three souls of the Demon Lord you mentioned was sent to me by an unknown peerless powerful man tens of thousands of years ago and asked me to keep it, and said, I can't save you now. When the masters of this soul come here, they will be your saviors."

Fang Qiong was horrified.

Did you predict this event tens of thousands of years ago?

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PS: Chapter 4