Pirate's Infinite Wings

The people didn't say anything, with a little anger in their eyes, they walked forward, trying to say something, but then looked at the mountains and waves in the fog, and finally just sighed and followed the crowd away.

In his heart, Fang Lang could not kill the soul of the ape.He had seen it from the night three days ago, but he did not know when he would be dragged away this time, but it is certain that when he leaves again, the village will endure the greater anger of the ape spirit, but In his heart, perhaps he hoped that Fang Lang could really kill the ape's soul, so even though there was a little anger in his heart, he did not speak in the end.

In short, this is all for sacrifice.What is the difference between morning and evening?There are only one or two lives left.His heart is a little helpless.

Everyone was gone. Father Zhong took Zhong Shan and walked out of the snow. Zhong Shanxue did not leave. She stood beside Fang Lang and saw that Fang Lang’s eyes were deeply buried with heavy lethality. Although Mr. Fang Lang tried to transform, She can still catch it.

Zhong Shan suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You can't kill the souls of apes."

At this time, she experienced a life-and-death pain, as if it had changed, her expression was so calm, as if Fang Lang had failed, and the life lost would not be her general.

Fang Lang Shuhao didn't seem to feel Zhong Shan's indifference. He looked at Shan Fang Lang silently, the red sword in his hand reflected in the sun.After a long time, he said: "I want to practice here."

As for Fang Lang, Zhong Shanxue knew what this meant, and she was a little surprised by Fang Lang's determination.

The ape’s soul may have been injured and has not appeared for several days.No one knows where the ape was injured, but Fang Lang knew that he stabbed its eye, where the defense was the weakest, so he was hit by himself.

During this time, no one dared to hunt in the mountains.Everyone looked at Fang Lang Shuhao, saw his patience, and ran away.But to their surprise, Fang Lang seemed to really want to stay here for a long time, sitting in the small square in front of the temple on the mountain day and night, occasionally stabbing his sword with his hand, looking very focused.

Although the people in the village do not understand the practice of real people, they know that there are many practitioners in the world who are more spiritually sensitive, so Fang Lang's expression knows that he is practicing.

In the sunshine and rain day and night, Fang Lang Shuhao sat there and did not enter the temple again. Everyone saw that his heart was firm, but he was a little different from those monks who could not win monks.

Fang Lang didn't enter the mountain temple because there was a mountain god in the temple, he didn't know him before, so he lived in it. Now he knows that the temple is also the domain of the gods and the domain of the mountain gods, so he doesn't want to go in again.

Another bright moon rose, the white mist of the mountain temple rose, and the mountain god appeared in the temple with a dark wooden stick in his hand and white hair. He looked weaker than before.

"Master Chen, if you accept the will of the mountain god and have the throne of the mountain god, you will definitely be able to heal the ape spirit of that mountain." The mountain god opened his mouth.

Fang Lang sat quietly, motionless, the mountain god sighed and shook his head, returning to the god statue.

Among the people in the village, Fang Lang really planned to live here for a long time, and the spirit of the ape-man appeared again for a long time. The spirit was rolling, and the mountains were thick fog.

Fang Lang who has been watching Fang Lang, one by one.Fortunately, Fang Lang sat in front of the mountain temple and did not retreat at all, but the red sword in his hand was getting brighter and brighter, as if he already had life.Working hard to get rid of Fang Lang's control...