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Fang Chen is also looking at Lingfeng.

It seems that this spirit wind should be the leader of the spirit clan entering purgatory.

”It is worthy of being the three great Protoss.” Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

The spirit wind's body, seems to have a very special breath, lets the human ponder.

”Brother Fang, what are you doing down here?” The spirit asks more.

”Practice.”

Hearing this, the spirit nodded more and more, and then said, ”brother Fang, we are ready to return to the spirit clan. I hope to see you again. ”

”Yes.” Fang Chen Dao.

Lingfeng and others say goodbye to Fang Chen and turn to leave.

After walking out of the distance, Lingfeng went to Lingyue and said in a low voice: ”this square Chen is not simple.”

”Brother Lingfeng, have you found anything?” The spirit asked in a hurry.

Lingfeng shakes his head. He doesn't find the smell of Yuan demon sword.

”Yuan demon sword should no longer be on his body, otherwise, I will definitely be able to feel it.” Lingfeng said confidently. ”Moreover, with his strength, it is impossible to cover up the smell of Yuan demon sword.”

Hearing the speech, the lingzu disciple nodded.

If the existence of such terror as Yuan demon sword appears, it will certainly cause a great disturbance.

If it was not for the accident of the yuan nationality, would the fate of the totem treasure like yuan demon sword be unknown?

”Although Fang Chen is not a Protoss disciple, its potential is comparable to that of the Protoss.” The spirit is more than the way.

He has been in contact with Fang Chen and knows his strength.

”Let's go.”

Lingfeng shakes his head and no longer thinks about it.

Although Fang Chen gives him a very shocked feeling, but it is not enough to let him spirit wind down from the identity of the initiative to make friends.

However, what Lingfeng doesn't know is.

Several years later, when he met Fang Chen again, his heart set off a storm.

At that time, Fang Chen, like the God of war, let the spirit wind look up.

Of course, that's what happened later.

After the spirit people left, Fang Chen and little mouse also moved the position.

”Boss, that spirit wind is really not simple. It can find caves.” Said the little mouse.

”If the spirit disciple of one of the three Protoss can't even find the cave, isn't it a mockery of the world?” Fang Chen Mou son looks at the sky, says to oneself.

When Fang Chen's voice just fell, he suddenly felt a breath approaching.

”There's an alien race approaching.” Fang Chen said.

He felt an alien smell.