Fang Yue didn't do anything when he heard the words, but listened to the silver armor warrior's words.

Indeed, this is a very mysterious line.

In the Xuanhuang world, it is the same in the Nine Heavens.

Massive amounts of rough stones were mined and eventually concentrated in the hands of a few families.

Only they can train people who really understand and can solve stone.

"I remember the last time, there was an old monk in the rotation realm who smashed the stone without authorization. He was too reckless to study the pattern and principle of the stone. As soon as the stone was split, it caused the catastrophe.

Lang Lang was in a clear sky, and a flash of lightning straddled the sky, splitting him into a smoking stake, and even Neidan became ashes! "

The more the silver armor warrior said, the more proud he was.

He hoped that Fang Yue could retreat despite the difficulties.

Fang Yue nodded: "Thank you for your suggestion! Then, I will start to really solve the stone!"

Fang Yue's palm stroked the stone.

The strands of coolness, the following stones entered Fang Yue's body.

This stone is extraordinary, and this coolness can make people feel calm.

Fang Yue tapped a finger again.

The intricate patterns above are woven like a net, and they emerge in an instant.

"Yin and Yang hands! You really know how to solve stone!"

The silver armored knight was surprised, and his gaze at Fang Yue became awe and solemn.

The yin and yang hand can point out the inscription in the stone that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

This technique is not uncommon, but it can only be mastered by a senior master.

Such a master is the target of various families.

Such people are scarce, and their status is often higher than that of the strong in rotation.

Of course, the average master also has a cultivation base, and the world is the bottom line, otherwise, it will not be able to sense the context of the aura in the original stone.

"This stone is a bit interesting, it contains charm, one part is innate branding, and the other part is artificially carved. If you follow the texture of the stone, you will definitely encounter taboos and attract many visions!"

Fang Yue said to himself. At the same time, the index finger of the left hand turned into a faint golden color, and the golden color condensed into a sharp knife.

Fang Yue waved a sharp knife against the pattern of the stone to untie it.

The stone chips were flying, and there was a black metal the size of a cobblestone.

"Black gold! This rough stone is a treasure! This is a common material used in the refining of the master-level magical tools. The size of the pebbles is worth fifty low-grade world crystals!"

The mud monkey was shouting.

His eyes are hot.

Black gold is precious, and it is no longer to use spirit stones to measure its value.

If you want to buy, you need to pay with World Crystal.

The boy showed a look of surprise.

He didn't expect that he really met a master of calcite.

The boy also picked a rough stone and took out a delicate silver knife.

With infuriating energy, the blade of the silver knife became sharper.

The boy started to lay the stone.

But the process didn't go smoothly. The stone pattern in his hand was clear, like the wings of a divine bird.

There was nothing in the beginning.

But when the teenager was halfway through, footsteps had already been heard in the distance.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

This seems to be a heavy footstep, like a drum, making everyone's heart beating with it!

The boy's face also became a little pale, and drops of sweat fell.

"This is the magic sound of drums, it is a bad omen, Master, don't lay the stone!"

The silver armor warrior was discouraging the young master. The Nine Heavens Plane was rich in rough stones, and the ominous origin of this was also a legend.

The magic sound of drums is one of them.

"No! I have to win this time! After all the descendants of my Meng family are all philosophers, the family has a wealth of books, and this shale stone is also involved!"

The sweat of the teenager is getting more and more.

The sound of the magic drum is getting louder and louder.

The bustling crowd became quiet.

This magical sound of footsteps made their hearts feel hairy.

Finally, there was a click.

The stone untied.

A mung bean-sized jade appeared.

There is a white vertical pattern in the jade, like an eye is sealed in the original stone.

"Evil Eye Magic Stone!"

Fang Yue recognized the origin of the jade at a glance.

He instinctively withdrew from a long distance, took a breath and lit up.

Evil Eye is a very old and powerful family.

They once occupied almost the entire ten thousand worlds, but for unknown reasons, they traveled far away from the edge of the universe, and they rarely appeared in the ten thousand worlds ever since.

The evil eye magic stone is a magic weapon left by the evil eye clan in the most prosperous era.

It has the effect of bewitching people's hearts, making people crazy, bloodthirsty, and even turning into an irrational monster.

This thing once caused great chaos in Ten Thousand Realms.

Even some powerful saints have been taken away from the evil eye demon stone.

"Master, let go of this magic stone!"

Although the silver armor warrior did not know the origin of this evil eye magic stone.

But he immediately awakened, thinking that this thing was ominous and would bring them endless disasters.

The young man's eyes have gradually become confused.

At this time, a scroll of calligraphy and painting suddenly floated out of the boy's sleeve.

Calligraphy and painting unfolded, hunting in the wind.

A word of heart, the pen strength is strong, make people feel stunned.

On the scroll, Jin Guang is generous.

The Buddha Yin Zen sings throughout the wild.

The boy's eyes regained consciousness. He hit a Ji Ling, and then threw away the evil eye magic stone.

In the evil eye magic stone, a beam of red light shot out. Turned into the figure of a demon. His face was a bit old, and he was born with an erect eye on his forehead.

His eyes glowed, looking at the boy. Then it fell on Fang Yue again.

"I didn't expect to sleep for thousands of years! The world is already vicissitudes of life!"

The devil is not malicious.

It was just that the gaze stayed on Fang Yue for a moment.

"Moo!"

The devil's mouth opened, and he even uttered the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

The word "moo" fell.

The scroll shattered, and the Buddha's light in it disappeared.

"These methods are still naive to me!"

Seeing that the picture scroll given to him by his elders was shattered, the boy turned pale, and his eyes were completely desperate!

This is horrible.

That was written by one of his elders.

There is a hint of thought passed down by the masters.

The general yin and yang realm peak powerhouse, when encountering this picture scroll, will be shaken back and forth again and again, unable to stand firmly!

Now, he actually saw his picture scroll baby being torn to pieces by a demon.

There was a crack in the tower of faith in my heart!

"This demon god, this is the domain of my human race, and I hope not to do more killings!"

A magnificent voice resounded in the sky of Xiacheng.

There is a faint saint's majesty in this.

"Human race, a vassal in the past, is it now a tribe?"

The Demon God was slightly stunned.

Then faintly replied: "Don't worry! I woke up with a thought today, and there is still some time before the deity returns! Before the deity returns, I just want to walk around the world!"

After Mo Shenyan, he glanced at Fang Yue again.

"Little guy, you have a familiar aura on your body, can I walk with you?"

Fang Yue was stunned.

Is this demon talking up?

Special code, you want to go with me, I don't want to mix with you!

The words come to the lips.

Fang Yue took it back.

Although this is only a ghost of a demon god, its true strength is not necessarily weaker than that of an ordinary saint.

Perhaps, did not wait for Ruyizi's clone to appear.

The devil slapped him to death!

Fang Yue nodded: "It's a great honor to have Lord Demon walking with me!"

Fang Yue leaned forward and made a welcome expression.

The Demon God glanced at Fang Yue.

"Don't be fooled into these things! Although my temper is not very good, I generally disdain to do things with juniors!"

The Demon God glanced at Fang Yue, revealing a look of disdain.

Fang Yue was not embarrassed either.

"Master Devil is magnanimous, so naturally he won't care about me and other juniors casually!"

The devil sneered and shook his head.

"But you don't talk about me. If I'm in a bad mood, don't mind breaking the precedent! Also, I have a name, Demon God Longliqi, you don't need to call me a Demon Lord. It sounds awkward!"

Long Liqi...Haha!

Direct selling is still toilet water.

This name is really unique!

The Flower Dew Water Demon God, oh, it's not the Demon God Lord Longliqi carefully staring at Fang Yue again until he saw Fang Yue's hairy body.

"Why on earth? There is a familiar breath in you!"

"How do I know why I have a familiar breath on my body!"

Fang Yue curled his lips, of course he knew why the aura on his body was familiar to Longliqi.

Damn, it's strange if you are unfamiliar!

There is a big clone of the gods and demons in his body.

With this clone weakened. And he has been sleeping lately.

But in the process of his contact with Fang Yue, his breath remained unchanged.

However, Fang Yue would never let Long Liqi know that he had a clone of the big boss of the Divine Demon Sect.

One is because the relationship between the gods and demons is not harmonious, the ghost knows whether there is a fateful grievance between Longrich and Barron.

Secondly, because Longliqi's own character seems to be a little uncertain, it is better to keep a little distance and secret.

For the next three days, Long Liqi followed Fang Yue.

Leave occasionally, but will come back soon after a few hours.

And every time he went out, this Longliqi's breath would increase by a large amount.

The strength of this projection clone is constantly increasing!

If, when he was just cut out of the stone, he was still at the initial stage of the Saint Realm.

In just three days, he still grew to the mid-sage realm level.

This speed of strength growth made Fang Yue startled.

What realm-level life this guy's deity is, will have such a sturdy projection clone.

However, this Long Liqi really did what he said. Although he often appeared next to Fang Yue, Fang Yue felt a little uncomfortable.

But he did what he said and did not interfere with Fang Yue's private life.

In view of this situation, Fang Yue only has the right to assume that Longliqi is one of his personal bodyguards at the saint level.

He was walking around the streets of Xiacheng, at least no one would dare to stop him casually.

A saint-level demon god, who can not provoke, everyone will not provoke.

The human race had already been beaten to pieces on the plane of nine days, and its combat power was weak.

Although the Demon Race had separated from the Demon God line early, the Demon God was still the ancestor of the Demon Race in terms of blood.

Even some demon tribes also enshrine sculptures of demon gods as their totems. Naturally, they will not be idle and have nothing to fight against their nominal ancestors.