"That's..."

Huyan Qiushui was shocked to see a scarlet sun rising from the dark pyramid!

There is a bit of white light in the center of this scarlet sun, emitting breathtaking heat.

Just seeing it seems to make people's spirits start to burn, bringing pollution and extreme pain...

"It's another family member!"

"Damn it...Did the Illusion Spider even control a lower-level Familia?"

"Familiar in human form?"

Although I don’t know why this puppet spider has hidden the most powerful puppet and has not used it until now.

But many students already had a look of despair on their faces.

Phew!

The white-gold sword energy flashed away, and the bodies of the Blue Ocean team members following Xin Ruogui were immediately torn apart.

"So strong. Which race is this dependent? Why haven't I seen it in the illustrated book?"

"There are too many dependents of the evil gods outside the territory, and there are even some fallen humans among them...and many of them like to crossbreed and reproduce. Even the top evil god scholars may not be able to distinguish the bloodline of each of the dependents."

"This kind of heat and burning pollution... could it be a 'burning spawn'? But I've never heard of a burning spawn in human form... maybe it's a hybrid!"

Looking at the scarlet sun approaching, everyone's faces were full of despair.

The current cultivation level of the immortal clone is that of a proper lower-ranking family member, and he is also in charge of his natal flying sword, and his shots are extremely sharp.

He can kill the Illusive Spider alone, but now he appears here disguised as a family member, bringing only despair!

Bang!

The ground suddenly cracked open, and Fang Xing's true form rushed out from it. Three fingers glowed with a hint of gold, and he rushed straight towards the Illusion Spider!

In the sky, a bright light burst out, as if there was another sun.

It’s Gu Jian Tong!

In times of danger, both he and Fang Xing made the most correct choice - to kill the Illusive Spider!

If the cultivator's clone is the puppet of the Illusionary Spider, once the Illusionary Spider dies, there will naturally be no threat.

Because the puppets of the Illusion Spider are all made from corpses!

Once the operator dies, he can only turn back into a corpse!

Boom!

The Illusion Spider, which was already at the end of its strength, could not help but let out a shrill howl when faced with the strangulation coming from heaven and earth.

"If you don't want to die, stop that burning heir!"

The remaining students howled one by one and made the most correct choice for themselves. They used their martial arts will to activate their almost exhausted blood and kill the immortal clone.

puff!

A flash of light and shadow!

Under the joint efforts of Fang Xing himself and Gu Jian Tong, the Illusion Spider howled for the last time, and its huge head flew up.

"Haha... you are indeed my eternal rival! Just as I thought."

Gu Jiantong slowly retracted his right hand, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "Now I am also on location. I will have a battle with you when I finish reading the Illustrated Book of All Spirits some other time!"

"What's the use of talking about this now?"

Fang Xing looked at his immortal clone with a 'worried' face, and saw that the terrifying aura on his immortal clone instantly disappeared. His face turned black, like a zombie, and it fell from mid-air, like the setting sun falling to the ground.

The terrifying flames surrounding him erupted, burning those who wanted to take advantage of him until they screamed in agony.

'Humph, you even want to take advantage of me...'

Fang Xing snorted in his heart.

With the methods of immortal cultivators, it is very easy to disguise yourself as a zombie.

The cultivating clone had an idea after discovering that the lower-ranking family member was the Illusionary Spider, and pretended to be a dead person with the 'Corpse Transformation Talisman', making it look like a puppet controlled by the Illusionary Spider.

And when the God-god Spider died, the heaven and earth shattered, and a terrible void storm immediately blew up.

"Finally... it's over."

When Song Jingang saw this scene, his eyes went dark and he fell down.

…

Metal castle.

Space warehouse.

"Haha, I survived..."

"Uuuuuuuuuh...dead, all dead..."

"Get out of the way, there are seriously injured people here who need rescue..."

Silver light flashed, and a group of blood-stained teenagers appeared, and the scene was chaotic.

After the door opened, a group of nurses and doctors rushed in, obviously well prepared.

Fang Xing glanced at it and was secretly shocked: "More than a hundred people went, but dozens came back... Is this fatality rate a major accident?"

He looked at Wu Tie and found that he was standing in the mission hall, his face as gloomy as water. It was obvious that this mission had suffered heavy casualties and he was going to die.

But at this time, he still remained calm: "Your military exploits will be issued after the report is reviewed, and everyone can get a month's holiday..."

In multi-person missions, and since the teams are not often together, assigning battle merit is a troublesome task.

What's more, Wu Tie now really wants to know what happened in the Secret World War.

…

Three days later.

Inside the dormitory.

Fang Xing is watching the summary of this mission.

"Sure enough... is it defined as a burning heir?"

He read a few pages and found that according to analysis, the 'Burning Scion' should be a corpse that originally existed in the secret world.

It’s just that the previous high-ranking servant-level Illusion Spider couldn’t use it.

He can be used immediately after he is promoted to a lower-level family member, but it will take some time to recover the power of the 'Burning Heir' before he will appear at the end.

'It's all nonsense...'

He curled his lips secretly, but in his previous report, he casually deleted his own experience and put it in.

Even the top think tanks can only speculate on what happened from these reports, and then go further and further off the mark.

Anyway, that secret battlefield has been destroyed, and all clues have disappeared.

"It will definitely be settled in the end..."

"Moreover, the heavy casualties this time were partly due to the commander's improper command... Well, that's still very objective."

After reading the report, Fang Xing walked out of the dormitory and suddenly sighed.

The 'cicada' Gu Jiantong has found his own path and been promoted to location.

If his guess is correct, the autumn wind will begin.

"Chance..."

He looked up at the starry sky, feeling a little cold for no reason.

If something goes wrong this time, it won't be a small fight like the Secret World War.

"The key thing about Xin Ruogui's actions this time is that I confirmed that someone behind the scenes must be targeting me... Just think of it as Wei Shentong. Even if it is wrong, it is wrong... I should prepare to frame him or take the opportunity to assassinate him."

Although he and his clones could not defeat the King Kong Realm together, there were many powerful talismans and secret treasures in the world of immortality.

Of course, even if he, a true swordsman, wanted to come into contact with this kind of thing, it would be very difficult for him.

But you can give it a try.

This kind of thing targeting a Vajra-level martial arts master with the support of a faction behind him must not leave a single clue.

Therefore, Fang Xing never thought about purchasing any assassination weapons on the black market of the main universe. This was obviously to send clues to his door.

'Assassination is a bit difficult, so I'd better just frame it up...'

'What a pity...after all, you still have to cut off the enemy's head with your own hands to achieve hearty revenge.'

'Forget it, there may be another chance in the future!'

He walked out of the military camp and planned to use his vacation to investigate the big liar.

At this moment, Fang Xing saw a gorilla walking out of the military camp.

"Xiao Song!"

He waved.

"It's you..."

Song Jingang's eyes were dim and he had deep black bags under his eyes. His whole person had an air of decadence, lying flat... and not caring about anything.

'You used to call me boss, but now your wings are strong!'

Fang Xing couldn't help but clenched his fists and suddenly understood: "Are you... feeling traumatized?"

Previously, Song Jingang, as a team MT, blocked a fatal blow for Dark Star, and his own defense was also broken, and he was even injected with pollution and toxins.

The physical injuries are easily treated, but there still appear to be some lingering effects.

This is the psychological injury.

Just like Xia Long, he seems fine on the surface, but is actually very difficult to deal with.

Even the strength was weakened as a result.

"It's okay. The minor psychological trauma will not affect my body at all... I am planning to drop out of school and go to work at the Public Security Bureau in my hometown... With my current strength, I can definitely hang out until I die..."

Song Jingang seems to have lost all his ambitions.

'Don't say this to me, tell your parents and your investors, and see if they beat the crap out of you!'

Fang Xing rolled his eyes secretly: "By the way, don't you have the opportunity to redeem the treatment in the Yuanhai-level treatment cabin?"

"I am only a first-class university, and there is no redemption option for credits..."

Song Jingang glanced at Fang Xing: "My military achievements are good, but I'm still a little bit behind... Forget it, I don't care anymore, it's good to retire like this... I'll find a woman to marry when I go back, and have a few children for the rest of my life."

That’s it…”

'Actually, I feel like this is pretty good, at least it's safe...'

Fang Xing complained in his heart.

But after thinking about Song Jingang's previous performance, I decided to give this little brother a hand.

"Let's go...I'll take you to the doctor!"

Compared with academic credits or even military merit, seeing a doctor naturally costs the least, although that doctor is a bit unreliable...

"See a doctor?"

Song Jingang instinctively resisted.

"Let's go, or I'll beat you up!"

Fang Xing lifted Song Jingang up as if lifting a chicken.

He felt that Song Jingang's instinctive resistance had weakened a lot, like a salted fish lying flat.

Fang Xing walked to the Diyue Elevator and sent another message to Gu Yun.

When Fang Xing and Song Jingang stepped out of the elevator, they saw a suspended car parked on the side of the road.

The much mature Gu Yun opened the car door and showed a bright smile: "Senior, I'm here to pick you up!"

"Not bad, we even have a hover car."

Fang Xing nodded.

On Blue Star, a hover car is nothing, only being able to obtain a traffic order is considered powerful.

"They're all from the bureau, I'm borrowing them temporarily..."

Gu Yun smiled playfully, which was in sharp contrast to the Sanwu little lolita in Fang Xing's impression.

‘Private use of the bus? It’s okay...’

Fang Xing took Song Jingang into the hovercar and reported the address: "Go to Qingshan Mental Hospital!"

"OK."

Gu Yun didn't ask any more questions, even she was somewhat familiar with this mental hospital.

After all, the Prevention and Control Bureau is inseparable from evil god pollution, and many seniors in the Belief Theory Department are frequent visitors to major mental hospitals.
Chapter completed!