After passing through the extremely long space passage, Fang Yu and his party came to the deep mountains in the southern boundary.

"This place is Nanxi Ridge. If we go north, we will be able to leave this mountain range soon." The elder said.

"After leaving Nanxiling, how long will it take to reach the Eight Sealed God Sect?" Fang Yu asked.

"Not far, if we fly together, maybe it only takes an hour." The elder said.

"Then fly, the faster the better." Fang Yu said.

The great elder looked at the saint behind.

At this moment, the saint was still looking at Fang Yu, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

This is the help that the elder Taishang arranged for her?

It doesn't look like a strong one at all.

"Don't look at her, you just said that the elder too, when you come to southern Xinjiang, everything is up to me." Fang Yu raised an eyebrow, "Are you going to disobey the order of your elder too?"

"Of course I dare not!" The elder's face changed slightly and replied.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, quickly lead the team to the Eight Sealed God Sect!" Fang Yu frowned.

"Yes!" The great elder immediately turned his head, ordered a few words to the others, and then flew out.

As for the rest of the team, many of them glanced at Fang Yu with uneasy eyes, and then flew out.

Fang Yu took two steps and found that the saint hadn't left, and glanced at it.

At this time, the saint's face was cold and expressionless.

"Unsatisfied with my command, go back to find you too elder, I don't care if you go or not."

After speaking, Fang Yu kicked his feet and flew forward.

The saint stayed in place, looked at the people who left, and made a fist.

She was really dissatisfied.

This person... really regards himself as the core of the team!

But now... it still matters.

The saint bit her red lips, and soon followed.

...

Eight Shenzong, one of the famous sects in the southern boundary.

It is located in the northern part of the southern border, in a plain area, covering an area of ??thousands of miles, which is quite large.

It was noon when Fang Yu and his party came to the gate of the Bafeng Shenzong.

In front of the gate of the Eight Seals of God Sect stood a very tall statue of God, holding a torch in his hand, burning a white flame.

Looking in from the gate, one can see a large number of extremely long steps leading directly to a round platform in front.

As for further afield, there are all kinds of majestic and majestic palaces, as well as giant trees climbing the sky, and from time to time you can see various beasts flying across the sky.

Just standing at the gate and looking in, will have a sense of humiliation.

This is the momentum of the third-level immortal door.

Compared with the Eight Gods Sect, Yaochi Holy Land still has a certain gap.

When Fang Yu and his party arrived at the gate, the great elder expressed their intentions.

Then, just stand in front of the gate and wait.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, half an hour passed...

The group of people was just hanging out outside the gate of the Eight Seals of God Sect, and they hadn't waited for the reception.

"Just come here to get us off the horse..." the elder shook his head with a wry smile and said.

The holy goddess looked cold and walked to the front of the team and said: "Go in directly, we don't need to receive it."

"I'm afraid this is wrong. We are foreigners after all. I'm afraid to break in like this..." The elder said with a slight change of expression.

"Then they left us here for one day, do we have to stand here for one day?" The saint woman frowned and asked rhetorically.

"I am so sorry!"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance.

Everyone looked up.

A figure flew out from the gate.

This is a young man with a big build.

"I am the disciple Yang Wu of Zhu Shenfeng." The man came to the crowd and said with a smile, "My brother specially sent me to receive all the distinguished guests from the Yaochi Holy Land from afar."

"It seems that your sect is indeed big enough, and it takes more than half an hour to send a message." Fang Yu said lightly.

Hearing these words, Yang Wu's eyes moved slightly before turning his head to look at Fang Yu.

When he scanned the crowd just now, he really ignored Fang Yu, who seemed the weakest.

"Sorry, I rushed to hear the news, but there was an accident on the way, so I was a little late..." Yang Wu said.

"The **** son broke his foot and can't walk? Why didn't he come out?" Fang Yu asked again.

Hearing these words, Yang Wu's face was slightly gloomy.

And everyone on the side of Yaochi Holy Land also changed their expressions.

Although relieved, Fang Yu's words were too out of the ordinary.

This is southern Xinjiang, right in front of the gate of the Eight Gods Sect!

It would be a big trouble if I just rip my face here.

"Of course the son of God was not injured, because he was about to see the saint of Yaochi, he went to prepare first, and met his fiancee in the best state." Yang Wu said with a cold eyes, but still smiling.

As soon as this remark came out, the saint's face was not very good.

She came this time to break the marriage contract.

But in the midst of this Yang Wuyu...obviously, he deliberately ignored this and even took the initiative to mention the marriage contract.

"Before the Son of God is ready, you will be taken to visit the places of our Eight Sealed Gods Sects first. After all, you have never been here before, and our Eight Sealed Gods Sects are in the southern boundary..." Yang Wu looked at the saint of Yaochi , Said slowly.

"Visit? Are you working as a tour guide? Do you think we are here for a tour? Don't waste time, call out your **** son, and we will solve the problem face to face." Fang Yu interrupted Yang Wu's introduction and frowned.

As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Wu's face was completely gloomy.

This guy with a weak cultivation base has been dismantling the stage, completely not following his routine.

"Who are you from Yaochi Holy Land?" Yang Wu asked coldly.

"Sorry, he is..." The face of the elder on the side changed, and he wanted to explain , but before he finished speaking, Fang Yu was interrupted by a look in his eyes.

"I am not from the Jade Lake Holy Land, my name is Fang Yu." Fang Yu answered truthfully, "I am here this time to represent the Jade Lake Holy Land to break the contract with you."

"On behalf of the Jade Lake Holy Land? What qualifications do you have?" Yang Wu didn't want to play it anymore, glanced at the people in the Jade Lake Holy Land, and sneered. Do you think you can dissolve the marriage contract if you want to dissolve it? Don't be wishful thinking."

After speaking, Yang Wu looked at Fang Yu again, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "So, you better not irritate us...otherwise, not only will you not be able to dissolve the marriage contract, you may also lose some manpower."

"You are threatening us!?" The saint on the side asked with a pretty face covered with frost.

"Of course you don't include the saint." Yang Wu turned his head to look at the saint and smiled. "You will soon become the priest of the Son of God, how dare I threaten you?"

"So can your **** son come out?"

At this time, Fang Yu spoke again.

Yang Wu suddenly turned his head and stared at Fang Yu, his eyes flashing cold killing intent!

"I said, you first follow me for a tour. When the time is right, I will naturally take you to see the son of God." Yang Wu slowly approached Fang Yu's face and said coldly, "Don't provoke me anymore, otherwise... I will Make you regret it."

"boom!"

At this moment, an extremely clear and loud applause sounded.

At the same time, there was a muffled noise.

Yang Wu's whole body was directly slapped to the ground by Fang Yu, smashing the ground to pieces!

"If you don't call someone, then I'll come by myself." Fang Yu fell down in front of him, clutching his left cheek, twitching and howling Yang Wu, and said lightly.