"Pfft…"
In the next moment, a strange sound rang out, and a stench spread in the air.
F * ck!
What was going on?
Could it be that Patriarch Hongjun could not help but shit in his pants?
Fang Ming was dumbfounded as he looked at Patriarch Hongjun in disbelief. His face twitched as he kindly reminded him,"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you…you pooped in your pants…"
"Ah…"
Patriarch Hongjun's old face instantly turned as red as a monkey's butt. His face was shaking as he let out an extremely miserable cry and ran away while covering his butt.
On Primordial Mountain.
The nine masters were also dumbfounded. They could not help but admire Fang Ming's methods.
Fang Ming came back to his senses and was speechless. He could only return to Hongmeng Mountain.
When they returned to the mountain, the nine masters surrounded them.
"Hahaha, Ming 'er, this is exciting. After this, Hongjun has lost all his face. Let's see how he still has the face to come to Hongmeng Mountain.”
The third master was the most wretched of them all. He laughed excitedly.
"Yeah, I'm afraid that old man Hongjun has already collapsed from pooping, right? Hahaha…"
The Eighth Master laughed heartily.
"Ming 'er, I rarely admire people. This time, I'm really impressed by you!”
the fifth master said excitedly.
"I think it's better for that old man Hongjun to come!”
The ninth master's beautiful eyes moved as she smiled and said.
"Ninth Sister, what do you mean?"
Third Master asked.
The Ninth Master looked at Fang Ming and smiled." Look, Ming 'er has Big Brother's Dao eyes. He learns everything quickly. Hongjun is a Demon God who has mastered the Laws of the Immortal Dao. His divine powers are infinite. Ming' er can learn a lot of good things from him!”
"That makes sense, that makes sense…"
The masters nodded in agreement.
Fang Ming's eyes lit up when he heard that. In fact, he had also planned to bite Patriarch Hongjun.
The abilities of his nine masters had already been gnawed away by him. It was naturally best to be able to gnaw away at Patriarch Hongjun.
This also strengthened Fang Ming's determination to prove his Dao through nibbling.
Fang Ming was looking forward to Patriarch Hongjun's return.
Of course, Fang Ming was not idle during this period. He was actively preparing to defeat Patriarch Hongjun.
Patriarch Hongjun was a Chaos Demon God after all. Although he had reincarnated as a Connate Demon God, his cultivation was still much deeper than Fang Ming's. Therefore, Fang Ming could only use tricks to defeat Patriarch Hongjun.
For this, Fang Ming had put in a lot of effort and made some arrangements in advance.
In the following days, Fang Ming was forced to cultivate by his nine masters. Other than that, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that Patriarch Hongjun would come.
"Patriarch Hongjun, quickly come into the bowl, quickly come into the bowl…"
On this day, Fang Ming was bored to death and was mumbling to himself.
Suddenly, he sensed Patriarch Hongjun coming and could not help but be overjoyed. He jumped high and stared at the foot of the mountain.
The nine masters also ran out at once and watched the movements at the foot of the mountain.
On the other hand, Patriarch Hongjun arrived at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain and saw countless Fang Mings at the foot of the mountain. Countless Fang Mings were in different postures and revealed all kinds of mocking expressions.
Patriarch Hongjun was furious. He walked closer and saw that the countless Fang Mings were not real Fang Mings at all. They were just phantoms.
Patriarch Hongjun clicked his tongue in wonder and muttered,"Time Stop? Could it be Daoist Shi Chen?"
Fang Ming turned to look at Third Master.
"Daoist Shi Chen is already dead!" Third Master said with a dejected expression.”
At the foot of the mountain, Patriarch Hongjun was about to reach out and touch Fang Ming's phantom, but he retracted his hand halfway. Suddenly, he retreated far away from Fang Ming's phantom. He flipped his hand and took out the Pangu Banner, shaking it a few times.
A few strands of Primal Chaos Sword Qi shot out toward Fang Ming's shadow.
The Chaos Sword Qi pierced through Fang Ming's shadow and did not cause any damage to it.
Fang Ming had used the Time Stop divine power to solidify this phantom. It was a phantom to begin with, so the Primal Chaos Sword Qi did not cause any damage to Fang Ming's phantom.
"Eh? Is there no problem?"
Patriarch Hongjun put away the Pangu Banner and stared at Fang Ming's phantom carefully.
On Primordial Mountain.
The third master was so excited that his eyes went straight. He laughed out loud and said,"Hongjun has been harmed by Ming 'er. He's a little crazy, hahaha..."
"Ming 'er is a little demon king. The few of us have suffered from him before. Once bitten, twice shy!”
The fifth master swallowed the Chaos Axe last time, and he still had a lingering fear when he thought about it. He could empathize with Patriarch Hongjun's current feelings.
"That's because you didn't hit him. Back then, he peeked at me while I was bathing and was beaten up by me. After that, he became much more obedient!”
The ninth master said smugly.
" Pfft, Ninth Sister, that's because you don't know. This brat even peeked at you a few times after that…"
The third master grinned.
Fang Ming was shocked and turned to look at the Ninth Master. As expected, the Ninth Master's face was gloomy. It was obvious that he was on the verge of going berserk.
"Third Master, you can't accuse me wrongly!" Fang Ming's scalp went numb.”
"Did I wrongly accuse you?"
The Ninth Master approached Fang Ming step by step and said in a deep voice.
"Eh? Patriarch Hongjun has taken the bait!"
Fang Ming shouted.
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn over, and their gazes turned to the foot of the mountain.
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