Master of Great Calamity Chapter 172: True Xuanhuang 1 Qi
“Do you… still refuse?”..
Fang Yuan’s answer was beyond the expectations of everyone in the room, and the surroundings fell silent for a while. [WWW.SuiMеng.lā
Everyone looked at him blankly, not knowing what he meant by this, let alone what medicine he sold in the gourd.
It’s just obvious. At this moment, all the Xianmen disciples breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Fang Yuan didn’t have the idea, then they didn’t have to worry too much, and it proved that they didn’t believe in the wrong person.
It’s just that after a sigh of relief, doubts followed immediately…
How does Fang Yuan plan to take them away?
At this moment, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, who was stuck outside the valley, showed a little joy after his face was slightly condensed, as if he had escaped his life. Of course, this emotion is very Soon he felt the endless shame.
Oh my God, I am actually thankful because this poor family gave up competing with me for this opportunity…
I…how much am I afraid of him?
This kind of hatred filled his heart!
He hates Fang Yuan, and he doesn’t even want the inheritance he is most proud of…
He hates that clay puppet, and he actually wants to transfer half of the inheritance he has inherited to Fang Yuan casually…
He hates those immortal disciples, don’t you hate Fang Yuan?
Why do they appear to believe him so much now?
He even hates himself. Why is he more and more afraid of Fang Yuan instead of despising him more and more?
All kinds of hatred made him firmer in his faith!
That would kill Fang Yuan!
Only by killing him, can we wash away the cracks in my Dao heart, and be able to be the once superior self again…
…Of course it doesn’t matter if you don’t go back, kill Fang Yuan first!
This made him roar again, and slammed into the immortal disciple on the edge of Baihua Valley!
Now he is getting closer and closer to the valley, and the closer he is to the mud puppet that is passed down by the Qi machine, the mana of his body is getting stronger and stronger. It can even be clearly seen that hundreds of immortal disciples clothed him. The big formation that was set up, under his strenuous bombardment, there have been some cracks, and the faces of the immortal disciples at this time are getting more and more weird and pale, they are already close to the limit, it seems that they are working hard. Will be smashed by him…
“The ignorant boy…”
The clay puppet, after hearing Fang Yuan’s answer, was silent for a while, and then sneered. There was no anger or even disappointment in the voice, only a touch of sarcasm and contempt: “Look at the deity. I am on you because although your luck is low, but your temperament is good, you may be worth seeing in the future, but this does not mean that someone can reject the deity’s kindness twice in a row…”
“When you just said that sentence, you no longer have a chance with the deity’s main road, there is only a dead end!”
When his voice sounded, there seemed to be some kind of energy fading.
That kind of feeling, it’s like a certain existence wakes up, and after saying a few words with Fang Yuan, he wants to fall asleep again.
And as he fell asleep, his will that enveloped the entire valley was also converging.
Previously, it was because of his will that enveloped the entire valley that all the monsters dared not approach, but now as his will condense, those monsters have gathered again, the pressure of the immortal disciple, It was several times bigger in an instant…
They were a little reluctant to support, but now they are even more endangered…
And there was a sneer on the face of Brother Xiao Yuan!
The other immortal disciples were even more panicked. They still don’t know what kind of idea Fang Yuan had in his heart, but they knew that if no measures were taken, they might all die in this valley. Midway…
Fang Yuan just walked forward slowly in such complex emotions.
His footsteps have not stopped, and now he has reached the mud puppet, and then said lightly: “Who said there is only a dead end?”
The mud puppet seemed to look at him somewhat mockingly: “I have only one heritage, and only one person can leave…”
Fang Yuan exhaled deeply: “But what if I didn’t plan to leave?”
His words shocked everyone around him and looked at him in perplexity.
Even they are thinking, is this Fang Yuan really crazy?
Otherwise, why is it that when I talk about it now, it always gives people a kind of unpredictable, seemingly calm, but it seems a bit crazy?
It’s just that what Fang Yuan did is obviously crazier.
He suddenly exhaled the breath between his chest and abdomen, and then his breath rose wildly.
That is the mana cultivated by Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue!
In the eyes of all the immortal disciples, that mana is absolutely terrifying!
Ming Ming Fang has only cultivated for about three years, and his mana has actually reached the peak of the eighth level of qi training, and even touched the edge of the ninth level of qi training. The strength of this mana is terrible and even more terrifying. What’s more, that magical power gives people an incomparably mixed feeling. It has the authenticity of the profound door of the immortal way, it also has the **** meaning that is unspeakable, and some invisible darkness…
At this time, they looked at Fang Yuan, as if looking at a bottomless abyss…
Can’t see through, don’t understand!
The general popularity machine is revealed, so that people can understand his cultivation at a glance!
But Fang Yuan is not. He shows it now, but it makes people feel deeper and unfathomable!
It’s just that what is even more confusing is that what Fang Yuan is doing now with his cultivation level exposed?
Be aware that no matter how strong his mana is, it is not worth mentioning compared to the Qi machine on that clay puppet!
The mud puppet is already a dead thing, with only a little remaining will.
But just this remaining will is enough to crush Fang Yuan’s cultivation base countless times!
“In fact, it is very simple to solve the current problem…”
Fang Yuan revealed his cultivation skills, sighed softly, looked at the mud puppet seriously, and said: “We don’t have to leave, we just need to let you go, you are from this Demon Breath Lake Stator, because of your existence, the dark demon aura in this Demon Breath Lake will stay here, and this Demon Breath Lake will exist. In other words, you yourself are a part of the Demon Breath Lake! “
The immortal disciples around didn’t understand these words, but Luo Feiling’s eyes lit up.
The existence of this tribulation mud puppet was originally one of the highest secrets in the Demon Breath Lake or Demon Valley. Ordinary immortal disciples didn’t know about it, but she knew about it, Fang Yuan knew. Everything, I told him before.
For this reason, she faintly guessed what Fang Yuan said.
As soon as possible, he frowned tightly, because he didn’t know what to do…
“Even so…”
The will of the mud puppet that crosses the robbery fluctuates slightly, and doesn’t care: “With your ant-like power, what can you do?”
The mud puppet is telling the truth!
In front of it, Fang Yuan is indeed similar to the ants. Even if all the immortal disciples add up, their power is probably not a big deal to the mud puppets. It says these people are ants, even No insult, just the truth!
Fang Yuan heard this, but instead laughed a little crazy: “Really?”
Then he took a breath, and suddenly gathered all his strength, and slammed into the mud puppet!
Boom!
His attack contains all his mana, and the momentum is extremely dangerous!
All the immortal disciples, including the true story, probably didn’t dare to take such a terrible blow directly!
But this blow is like a breeze in front of the mud puppet!
It seems to stand here simply, but it is connected to the entire Demon Breath Lake Breath, and its energy is unlimited. Fang Yuan’s blow is simply targeting the entire Demon Breath Lake, which is no longer possible. The problem of the magic puppet can’t be shaken, it’s ridiculous…
Don’t say that the mud puppet didn’t put this blow in his eyes, the disciples of the immortals were also extremely puzzled.
Senior Brother Xiao Yuan couldn’t help laughing loudly, and then went straight in and killed Fang Yuan!
However, at the next breath, they were shocked at the same time.
Because Fang Yuan’s attack was not only weak, but also in the wrong direction…
He didn’t hit the mud puppet at all, but hit the mud puppet!
There were countless dead bones kneeling around the mud puppet. Fang Yuan had seen in his dream. These dead bones were all enemies of the mud puppets. After they died, they were all killed by the mud puppets. Here, the immortal knelt on his knees, and the immortal confession to him. Now, these withered bones have accumulated faint grievances for thousands of years, but they are only held by the mud puppet, but they are immortal…
At this time, Fang Yuan hit those dry bones!
Compared to those withered bones, his blow is still very weak…
But his purpose is not to crush these dead bones…
“I can’t do anything…”
When the Xuanhuang Qi was blown out, his voice rang deep: “But they can!”
Boom!
The dozens of hundreds of dead bones, scattered and scattered, kneeled around the mud puppets. On each of the dead bones, tyrannical grievances were condensed, intertwined, which made all the grievances form a piece It exists as if suppressing the raging sea, like a volcano on the verge of an eruption, but was forcibly suppressed by the mud puppets, maintaining the most basic balance and stability…
But with Fang Yuan’s black and yellow gas coming over, the situation has changed drastically…
All the grievances that have been suppressed for a long time have suddenly got a vent!
“What are you doing?”
The roar of the mud puppet suddenly rang, trembling everywhere.
In this moment, it seems that even Demon’s Breath Lake is turbulent.
But at this time, Fang Yuan’s voice was even more domineering and determined: “Of course he is accepting inheritance…”
“…but I don’t like your heritage, theirs is okay!”
Fang Yuan’s voice was louder than ever. At the end of the day, he actually had a faint aura that could shake the mud puppets: “I use the black and yellow aura to help you merge your strength in one place, if your bones , There is still a little will, so give me all your powers, I will use your inheritance to pull out the stator of this Demon Breath Lake, and help you to be at ease!”
Boom! boom! boom!
When Fang Yuan’s mysterious and yellow air enveloped those withered bones, the sudden change occurred.
On one of the withered bones, that tyrannical resentment suddenly rose up and melted into his black and yellow aura, and then caused Fang Yuan’s originally a little mixed black and yellow aura. This moment became more complicated and more powerful, that kind of power has literally exceeded the limit that Fang Yuan’s level of cultivation can have, and it has almost skyrocketed!
Next, there are other dry bones!
All the withered bones exude an amazing breath!
They have a tyrannical resentment, and there is a little residual will in their bodies, but this is also deliberately left behind by the mud puppets, because only in this way can they feel kneeling in front of them for life shame!
For ten thousand years, they have never wanted to get rid of the suppression of the mud puppets, leave here, and seek comfort.
But they are dead after all, and their individual strength is not as good as the mud puppets. If they are scattered, it is impossible to break free of the mud puppets. In this way, they can only kneel together. The only change is growing resentment. Deep, crying all day long without knowing why…
But now, Fang Yuan has given them a chance!
He used his Xuanhuang Qi to bring these scattered grievances together!
The aura of Xuanhuang is inherently all-encompassing.
If it is someone else’s mana, it will only cause these grievances to burst out, scattered and distinct, but Fang Yuan’s Xuan Huang remembers all these grievances together, turning them into a powerful force. …
Then through this gathered power, it truly breaks the suppression of the mud puppets.
“You… are looking for death…”
At this moment, the mud puppet really appeared angry.
Then roared with the silent power, between the heaven and the earth, a magic cloud rolled for a moment, visible to the naked eye, from him, a tyrannical aura flew out and blessed him on Senior Brother Xiao Yuan outside the valley. Then the strength of Senior Brother Xiao Yuan increased countless times in an instant, but it was no longer a matter of whether Senior Brother Xiao Yuan could bear it. He wanted to use this body to suppress Fang Yuan!
He had never looked down upon the original before, thinking he was just an ant, but now it has obviously changed.
This ant has truly threatened him!
“唰”
At this moment, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan showed porcelain-like cracks all over his body, and blood burst out, but the energy on his body skyrocketed, and his hands moved forward, actually directly tore the fairy gates. The disciple’s great formation shook these immortal disciples to pieces, and then with a **** light behind them, they rushed straight into the valley, like a magic cloud town towards Fang Yuan!
“Fang Yuan…Fang Yuan…In the end you will still die in my hands…”
Senior Brother Xiao Yuan was blessed by the mud puppet’s will at this time, but his mind was still his. At this time, he felt the infinite power, and he was actually a little excited. He roared and rushed over, waving his palms. , Aroused endless blood…
“I inherited the power of the fairy king, you are destined to be inferior to me…”
He yelled, while his figure filled the void, high up, hitting down with a palm.
“It turns out…Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue is really all-encompassing, it looks like this…”
“It turns out that this road is not to go back to IndoMTL.com~ but to move forward and go to the extreme…”
“I don’t know what the original intention of the people who started this profound art was…”
“But I know that if I walk in this way, I will be the ancestor who created this profound art, and he cannot compare to me…”
At this moment, Fang Yuan also turned his head and muttered to himself.
His appearance is not much better than Senior Brother Xiao Yuan. He is also covered in blood and dancing in disorder, but his face is calm, even with a touch of surprise as if he realized something. At that time, he also turned around, and saw the wind surging behind him. There seemed to be hundreds of different evil spirits, flaring their teeth and claws in the air, cheering for him…
Then he looked at Brother Xiao Yuan who was rushing over with cold eyes, and suddenly stepped out.
“Didn’t you always want to learn the power of Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue?”
Fang Yuan was coldly drinking at this moment, rushing into the air without any fear: “I will make you perfect!”