My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

No one would want to help someone who is hostile to them.

What's more, based on Sha Yuansheng's previous attitude, it was not only full of hostility, it could be said that he wanted to send Shi Sheng to death.

For this kind of person, Fang Qiong can't possibly save him no matter what, right?

This is the realm of chaos.

A place where profit comes first and anything can be done for profit.

Let him live and then stab them twice at the critical moment?

Hearing Fang Qiong's words, Tan Ning grinned, patted Fang Qiong's shoulder and said, "It seems you have adapted to the conditions in the Chaos Realm."

Sha Yuansheng's pupils were full of resentment.

Unable to turn his head, he could only try his best to glance towards Fang Qiong's direction, but he still couldn't see it.

This sense of powerlessness and the feeling of approaching death, even a person like Sha Yuansheng who licks blood all day long, is on the verge of collapse!

The woman in the red dress also covered her mouth and laughed, "You are quite interesting!"

Immediately, his fingertips gently touched Sha Yuansheng's eyebrows. Under his fearful eyes, he watched the bright red fingertips pierce into his eyebrows. As the soul continued to be absorbed, his eyes began to turn upward.

The veins on his body seemed to be about to explode, surging like crazy!

It's a pity that I can't move even until I die...

The young master of the Shahai Sect, the top genius in the desert, died here like this.

It's quite sad.

But if you want to become stronger, you have to go through many secret realms of life and death, and you have to travel back and forth among countless deaths. No matter how talented you are, no matter how strong you are.

Still vulnerable under such circumstances...

Talent, strength, intelligence, courage... and luck, all are indispensable!

However, harming others will ultimately harm yourself. Since you think of harming others, you should also suffer the consequences.

The woman in the red dress looked at Fang Qiong, and floated lightly in front of Fang Qiong without any movement. She suddenly appeared like a ghost, and no one present could react at all.

Everyone retreated.

Fang Qiong and Shi Sheng were still standing where they were.

I saw the woman in the red dress gently caressing Fang Qiong's side face with her hand, and said in a charming voice: "It's quite interesting. Although I said that as long as I can break free, I will not die, but I am not willing to let you go." , if I leave, I will be bored again, what should I do?"

As she spoke, the fingertips of the woman in the red dress touched Fang Qiong's eyebrows and said, "Why don't you leave and just stay here with me?"

Tan Ning shouted from behind: "Fang Qiong, retreat quickly!"

The woman in the red dress glanced over, and Tan Ning's body suddenly trembled, his pupils were like an earthquake, as if he was in fear!

In just one breath, the whole person was freed from fear. He knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, cold sweat dripping down, and breathing heavily.

"Don't interrupt my conversation with others, otherwise if you take two more breaths, your Taoist heart will probably be destroyed." The woman in the red dress looked at Tan Ning with a smile, then turned her gaze to Fang Qiong and said: " How are you thinking about it?"

Everyone looked at this scene with extremely solemn expressions and their throats rolled up and down.

This is probably the law of fear.

Among the three thousand avenues, there are all kinds of wonders, and they will naturally evolve the power of extremely special principles.

Like charm, and like fear.

This kind of power of Taoism is so rare that there may not be many people in the entire Chaos Realm, and the cultivation method is relatively special, so even if you have talent in this area, you may have to give up because you don't have the cultivation method.

Fang Qiong didn't have any fear. He calmly looked into the eyes of the woman in the red dress and said with a faint smile: "Senior, you're kidding me. Of course I want to leave here."

The woman in the red dress looked gloomy and said, "But what if I let you stay here forever?"

Fang Qiong thought for a moment and said, "With our current strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist. But what if I can take senior out of here?"

Hearing this, not only the woman in the red dress was stunned, but also Shi Sheng on the side and Tan Ning behind were a little stunned.

What is this operation?

It's so powerful and dangerous, and it's already a soul from a million years ago. It's too late to avoid it, and you still want to take it out?

Not to mention whether the woman in the red dress is willing or not.

How are you going to get out of this mausoleum?

The woman in the red dress also changed her previous charm and laughed wantonly.

He laughed so hard that his chest trembled and kept shaking.

"Hahahahaha! Boy, are you too arrogant?" The woman in the red dress suddenly grabbed Fang Qiong's neck with one hand and slowly lifted him up.

Fang Qiong did not resist, but his slightly red face looked unusually calm, and he said calmly: "Senior, you should really want to go out, right? And it seems that you can't escape from here on your own, maybe because your body is trapped by the coffin. Restraint?"

"The reason why the coffin is bound by chains is to prevent the senior from leaving the mausoleum, right?"

The smile on the woman's face in the red dress gradually disappeared and became slightly ferocious, and she began to tighten her grip on Fang Qiong's hand.

"That's a good guess, but so what? With your level, how can you break open the coffin?"

Indeed, even the woman in the red dress couldn't break the coffin with her strength, so how could Fang Qiong break it?

Even with the power of the Small God-killing Sword Formation, it is impossible to open the coffin.

Fang Qiong's face had turned purple, and he said intermittently when he was extremely deprived of oxygen: "I...I have a way...to make the soul of the senior...leave the mausoleum first!"

The woman in the red dress was slightly startled.

The palm holding Fang Qiong's neck unconsciously relaxed.

Fang Qiong greedily breathed the thin air around him, and then continued after a while: "When I am strong enough, I will come back here to break open this coffin and let my senior be reborn in the world!"

The woman in the red dress is just a soul and has such a state, and her true body will probably be even higher.

It is not a problem for such people to survive for millions of years.

"You? If you want to break the coffin, you must at least reach the level of demigod. Do you think you can do it?" The woman in the red dress looked at Fang Qiong doubtfully.

"Not to mention whether it can be broken in the future, how can you do it if you take this soul of mine out?"

When the woman in the red dress asked this question.

That meant that she began to slowly trust that Fang Qiong's method was feasible.

Fang Qiong smiled and said: "No kidding, with my own talent, I am still confident that I can grow into a demigod."

"As for how to bring it out... it depends on the formation, and senior needs to be aggrieved and become my formation spirit for the time being. Of course, this depends on whether senior can trust me."

Formation, formation spirit? !

The woman in the red dress looked horrified, and even she was frightened by Fang Qiong's crazy method.

PS: There are still two chapters to write.