Chapter 1073: Strong

"My Qingwei teaches people who made a mistake, and I think I teach them to punish themselves, Fairy Caiyun, if you go so far as you are, I am afraid that you have done a little too much!"

A sage of the Qingwei Church was expressionless. He was just the one who scolded the old slave. The old slave started to provoke the greed in everyone's hearts, which was also his benefit.

"I've done things, but it's not your turn to give pointers. If you don't agree, you can do it on Nine Clouds!"

Fairy Caiyun is also a powerful person.

She didn't pay attention to the saints of the Qing Dynasty.

The sage of Qing Weijiao had a stiff complexion, and Fairy Caiyun was so fierce that he naturally did not dare to confront Fairy Caiyun.

The death of an old slave in a sect is a small matter. If he is in danger and is killed by others, it will affect the great cause of Qing Weijiao.

The saint's face was slightly stagnant, and finally he let out a cold snort.

Fairy Caiyun appears more powerful.

"This Sanding-level witch tomb manifestation is a major event that affects Tianlu. How can I miss it? I also hope that little friend Fang Yue will lead us there."

Yin Shuai said, this Qing Wei Jiao was afraid of Fairy Caiyun, but he was not afraid.

Even if there is a saint coming to Tiansheng Palace, he is sure to contend one or two.

The Demon Race is bound to win the Tomb of the Sky Witch this time, and the cards in his hand are not only the few cards he has now.

"Little friend Fang Yue, please!"

There was an ugly face who did not know when he appeared in the crowd, the leader-level powerhouse of the yin and yang response.

"This witch tomb has descended on the mundane land of my Qing Weijiao. My Qing Weijiao has the right to understand the situation. Fang Yue, you should lead the way and let us know where the Sanding witch tomb is."

The sage of Qingwei Sect felt that his face was not put aside because of the conflict just now, so he added a fire this time and stood on the side of the demons.

Fang Yue was almost surrounded by enemies on all sides, without any retreat.

"If I say no, can I?"

Fang Yue's eyes were light and he looked around.

At this moment, even Fairy Caiyun did not stand up to speak for him.

He was just one of Caiyun Fairy's candidate disciples, and Fairy Caiyun didn't need to offend almost all the forces at the moment.

"Do you say it yourself?"

Yin Shuai smiled and groaned. Before, he lost his face in front of Fang Yue, but now he finally has a chance to get back.

Seeing Fang Yue's embarrassed appearance, somehow Yin Shuai felt a happy feeling in his heart.

"However, only I can sense the location of the Sanding Tomb. If I were to lead the way like this, I would not be reconciled."

Fang Yue's voice is sonorous, although his expression is talking and laughing.

But the indisputable smell in his tone caused many big figures present to chuckle.

"Do you think you still have a choice?"

In the Qingwei Church, another old servant spoke. This time, no one behind him instructed him, but he took the initiative to speak.

Fang Yue just refuted the face of Qing Weijiao and told them not to put it aside.

Now, with many forces encircled, Fang Yue has no room for recovery.

"Have!"

Fang Yue said confidently.

"I can choose some forces to enter the tomb of the Sanding Witchcraft. For example, I just brought Yin Shuai there. I think Yin Shuai would like this result very much. The demons have a unique chance and no one is fighting. You Qing Weijiao can't even drink soup."

Fang Yue's smile was bright, like sunshine.

The old slave stopped in a hurry.

Who expected Fang Yue to have such an idea.

Fairy Caiyun smiled, "I really like this little guy more and more! If he can survive this dispute, I will definitely include him in the door wall."

"I think Fang Yue's idea is good."

Yin Shuai spoke, and his smile became weird.

This Qing Weijiao's mind is a bit unclear, but it is clear that Fang Yue is the pillar of the human race, but he wants to target him everywhere.

This is tantamount to pushing Fang Yue into their arms. Naturally, the Demon Race has no opinion.

"Fang Yue, you are a traitor, you have to think clearly!"

The sage of Qing Weijiao spoke again, and he was angry.

Yin Shuai took the initiative to speak on behalf of Fang Yue: "Don't worry, with me, these three sages of Qing Weijiao can't touch half of your hair."

Yin Shuai stood in front of Fang Yue and made the sage of Qing Weijiao make a fist, his veins violent, but he was helpless to Yin Shuai.

Fang Yue bypassed Yin Shuai and said to the sage of the Qing Weijiao: "You are already a traitor for betraying the quota to enter the tomb, and I just gave a small example! Actually, you want to enter Sanding. In the tomb of the great witch, only one person needs to pay the price of 300,000 lower-grade spirit stones. The price I offered is not very high!"

Fang Yue threw out his price tag.

The price is not only not high, it is simply low and pitiful.

The 300,000 low-grade spirit stones are not a large number for practitioners above the level of the heaven and earth realm present.

But soon, someone came to realize where Fang Yue's wishful thinking was.

Fang Yue wants quantity, not quality.

There are not many low-grade spirit stones of 300,000 per person, but there are definitely more than 10,000 people who want to enter the tomb of Sanding Great Witch.

Three hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones, if multiplied by the number of people in ten thousand.

That is a low-grade spirit stone of billions at every turn, definitely not a small number!

However, knowing that Fang Yue is taking the opportunity to make money, no one wants to miss such an opportunity.

The 300,000 lower-grade spirit stone is the right ticket.

Fang Yue's proposal was not refuted.

Everyone who wanted to enter surprisingly paid Fang Yue 300,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

The opportunity is here, there is no need to delay your piety because of this little money.

A total of more than three hundred people from Qing Weijia wanted to enter, and only after paying nearly 100 million inferior spirit stones did they gain access.

"Fang Yue, this spirit stone is hot to hold, you take care of it carefully, we will still get the spirit stone back sooner or later!"

The old slave of the Qing Dynasty Micro Sect said gloomily when he handed Fang Yue Lingshi.

"You threaten me?"

Fang Yue grinned at the old slave with wide-eyed eyes.

Old slave Jiejie sneered: "What about the threat?"

"I don't take this road! Anyway, you are a strong person in the rotation realm, and I can't beat it. I have been working hard for a long time, and I have been making wedding clothes for you Qing Weijiao. It is better to shoot and break!"

Fang Yue embraced his arms, his face looked like death at home.

Yin Shuai grinds his teeth, what trouble Qing Weijiao is making at this juncture.

This kid is dead sooner or later, why do you have to be quick at this moment.

"Fang Yue, don't be arrogant, you have already received our spirit stone."

The sage of the Qing Dynasty reprimanded Fang Yue, and at the same time was dissatisfied with his old slave.

This exploration of the tomb of the Sanding Great Witch is a long-cherished wish of almost all the forces present. If it is because of him, even Qing Weijiao will be angry.

"Inspiring? You want to kill me, my performance is still inspiring?"

Fang Yue and the sage of Qing Weijiao chewed apart.

The sage of Qing Weijiao said impatiently: "Then what do you want?"

"Tie this old thing, I personally sacrifice, I only believe that the dead are not a threat to me."

Fang Yue offered his own terms, quite clean and refreshing.

The sage of Qing Weijiao frowned, this Fang Yue was drawing his face alive!

Because of you, the Qingwei Sect has already died a servant of the rotation realm. Now, another one is still to die. Where is the face of my Qingwei Sect?

"Fang Yue, you can't be too much..."

The sage of Qing Weijiao wanted to threaten Fang Yue.

"Okay, leave this to me!"

Yin Shuai simply didn't bother to talk to Fang Yue about this kind of thing. At this juncture, there were fewer problems.

Didn't Fang Yue want to kill the old servant in this round of turning?

Killing is, anyway, it is the matter of the dead and the undead.

In Yin Shuai's eyes, the human races are the same, they are enemies.

Yin Shuai made a move, picking up the old slave like a little chicken, a thin layer of red silk intertwined on his body surface.

The old slave was sealed, and the mana in his body could not be used at all.

After that, Yin Shuai threw the old slave to Fang Yue, and at the same time glared at Fang Yue and shouted, "Don't be too messy!"

"Roger that!"

Fang Yue excitedly stuffed the old slave into his witch cauldron.

This is a real life cycle of the strong as a sacrifice.

His energy and blood are still full, and his soul is also complete.

To the ancestors of the Fang family, it should be able to restore some strength to the ancestors.

The sage of the Qing Weijiao glanced at Fang Yue, unspeakable in his heart.

It was just a little flea, and because of him, Qing Weijiao actually damaged two masters of rotation realm one after another.

If there are no gains in the process of exploring the tomb, then their Qing micro education can be regarded as a complete plant.

This time Fang Yue no longer talked about the conditions, but honestly led the way.

As for the many disciples of Qing Weijiao, Fang Yue is avoiding like a snake.

Fang Yue led the crowd to an open field. He stopped and said softly: "The tomb above Sanding is in this position."

Before Fang Yue's words came to an end, the sage of Qing Weijiao jumped out.

"Fang Yue, are you teasing me? There is obviously nothing in this place, how could there be a great witch from Sanding Great Witch?"

Fang Yue, a sage of the Qing Weijiao, had already suffocated the fire.

Now that he has a chance to vent, he must make Fang Yue ugly.

"moron!"

Fang Yue spit out two words with his mouth.

"If the tomb of the Sanding Great Witch is above the ground, with your magical means, you have already found the location of the tomb forest. This is a blindfold that covers the entrance to the tomb of the Sanding Great Witch! The next time you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense, the province jumps out to embarrass the human race."

Fang Yue cruelly criticized the sage of Qing Weijiao.

The face of the sage of the Qingwei Church flushed.

Yin Shuai chuckled slightly, and he felt that Fang Yue was quite interesting.

Although the realm is a little low, but in terms of courage and strategy, it is more than a star and a half better than the younger generation in the clan.

Unfortunately, it's not my race.

Yin Shuai felt it was a pity, but he didn't have much killing intent on Fang Yue.

In his eyes, Fang Yue belongs to the younger of the younger generation. What did his great sage and Fang Yue, a junior witch repairer who had just stepped into the second tripod level, bother about?

The sage of the Qingwei Sect had an ugly face, and he was once again embarrassed by a junior.

His Fang Yue had already gritted his teeth and hated him. If it hadn't been because he had the means to open the graves of the Great Witches above Sanding, the sage of the Qing Wei Sect would have slapped Fang Yue into flesh!

"Why, are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can try it yourself. If you can, you can open the curtain of the Sanding Great Witch."

Fang Yue was very indifferent. He was sure that this Qing Wei cult person could not have any feelings with the tomb of the great witch.