"Master, we are late!"
Under the giant mountain, a carriage approached slowly. Ji Yin looked at Tianchi, which was already surrounded by monsters, and sighed.
"No, it's not too late!"
Fang Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and suddenly he snorted coldly, and countless air currents behind him gathered together, turning into a chaotic giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.
"Zha!"
The giant roared, stretched out his palm, and submerged it into the void, as if swatting a fly, slapping down a stream of light.
Wow!
In the stream of light, a carriage with wings was torn apart, and an embarrassed figure appeared, falling into an ugly dog-gnawed mud.
"Are you from the Holy Lotus Sect? You actually escaped secretly? Tell me, how is the situation inside?"
Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows. The middle-aged Confucian scholar in front of him probably had the cultivation level of a fourth or fifth aperture spiritualist, but that was it. If he hadn't controlled his strength just now, he would have been beaten into a puddle of meat immediately.
"You are... Fang Yuan!"
The middle-aged scholar exclaimed in surprise when he saw Fang Yuan's face, and the light of hatred flickered at the bottom of his eyes.
"Oh? You know me?"
Fang Yuan quickly recalled the information about the Holy Lotus Sect and suddenly smiled: "I know, you are Elder Qinglian! The father of the candidate Saint Menglian?"
That woman was so narrow-minded that she was tricked to death by herself as early as Jiujue Mountain.
As the father of the other party, he would indeed gnash his teeth at his enemy. If there was no evidence and there was a war to restrain him, the two of them would have had a violent fight long ago.
"What are you doing here?"
Qinglian looked at Fang Yuan with a complicated expression.
Although this man was inextricably linked to his daughter's death, and he was even suspected to be the murderer, at this time, he was no longer a seventh-level Void Sage, but the other party was a true sage of martial arts, and the situation was reversed.
"Nothing, just come to receive the inheritance of the Holy Lotus Sect!"
Among the two major forces with the dead saint, the headquarters of the Yuanchuhui was uncertain. Through Liu Mengmei's secret line, Fang Yuan only knew the location of the Holy Lotus Tianchi, so he naturally came here.
The collection of a saint's power is still very attractive to him.
"Be bold!"
Even if he abandoned the sect and fled at the last moment, Elder Qinglian couldn't help but get angry when he heard Fang Yuan's blatant words.
"Oh, by the way, since you abandoned the sect and fled, you must have brought a lot of good things with you. Take them out!"
Fang Yuan glanced at Qinglian and suddenly smiled.
"How about we negotiate a deal?!"
Elder Qinglian's expression suddenly calmed down: "Take me away, and I will give you several treasures and secret treasures of the Holy Lotus Sect!"
"Ho ho ho!"
At this time, the besieging herd had noticed something strange here and sent a team of thousands to surround them.
"Not a bad condition, but don't you know that I am your daughter-killing enemy?"
Fang Yuan had a joking look on his face.
"My daughter is dead, but she can still regenerate! How about it? Do you agree or not?" Qinglian's old face twitched.
"With such a good condition, of course I... won't agree to it!"
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "You can obviously take the whole thing, why only part of it? Do I look stupid?"
"Fang Yuan, you are going too far!"
Elder Qinglian roared, and the rings on his hands suddenly flashed with dazzling green brilliance.
An invisible slow force fell on Fang Yuan in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, another rune was generated, representing the power of "imprisonment", "weakness", "pain" and so on.
"Then you stay here and die!"
Elder Qinglian quickly stepped back, and a pair of wings appeared on the robe behind him, suddenly rising into the sky.
"As expected of the Holy Lotus Sect, there are many hidden treasures!"
Fang Yuan looked at the rune chain on his body, shook his head indifferently, and moved his body casually.
Crackling!
A series of explosions appeared, and the rune chains on his body exploded immediately, without even the slightest time to stop.
"Get down here!"
Immediately, Fang Yuan grabbed it with his right hand, and the wings behind Elder Qinglian exploded. He let out a scream and fell to the ground hard, his head bruised and bleeding.
"Impossible! How could you escape so quickly? Even if you are a true saint, it is impossible!"
He roared, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"The weak always doubt the world, while the strong will only force the world to adapt to him!"
Fang Yuan stepped forward and pointed a finger between Qinglian's eyebrows.
puff!
The powerful elder's body trembled and he immediately fell down.
After being deprived of his path, the original powerful saint who was a dream master immediately turned into a coward as long as he did not change his job.
Fang Yuan had slowly adapted to this situation. He sighed and looked at the surrounding army of monsters.
"Do you want to die?"
He drank coldly, and the Chaos Giant behind him immediately let out a loud shout.
Boom!
The spiritual coercion of the true saint level, centered on him, continued to spread to all directions.
"Jie Jie!"
The attacking monster was a monster with the head of a human and the body of a spider. Suppressed by this spiritual pressure that seemed to be materialized, each one's eyes turned white and they fainted.
"Let's go! Go to Tianchi!"
Fang Yuan strode forward, and Ji Yin could only follow closely, never leaving.
"Is this... is this the True Saint? Is Dagan's True Saint so powerful?"
Ji Yin couldn't help but be shocked as he watched the waves of monsters charging towards them without fear of death, and immediately falling to the ground with their eyes turned white after entering the kilometer range. Without any exception, Ji Yin couldn't help but be shocked.
"Jie Jie!"
After a monster like a mountain of flesh fell down, a huge eye with eight wings quickly emerged from its body. Its body shape was between illusion and reality, and it rushed towards it.
boom!
Fang Yuan casually threw a punch, and the Chaos Giant behind him made the same move.
Amidst the loud noise, the demon suddenly exploded in the air, forming a cloud of pink mist.
"Jiji!"
This scene obviously frightened the other demon spirits.
When Fang Yuan moved forward again, a road appeared in front of him, and no monster dared to stand in front of him.
In Tianchi, Liu Mengmei felt that the surrounding pressure suddenly became smaller.
"Someone!"
"Someone is here to save us!"
Several female disciples couldn't help but let out a cheer as they watched the monsters surrounded by them break through a gap, and the green giant slowly walked towards them.
"It's him!"
And when Liu Mengmei saw that figure, she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
"How many of you are left?"
Fang Yuan walked on the water, came to the main altar of the Holy Lotus Sect, and asked directly.
"Everyone! They're all here!"
Liu Mengmei did not show any familiarity, but as the elected leader, he stepped forward to negotiate: "Your Excellency is..."
"I'm Fang Yuan! I'm here to take over the legacy of the Holy Lotus Sect!"
Fang Yuan smiled slightly. He had no interest in saving people for free: "You have two choices now. The first is to take refuge in me, and the second is to become food for monsters!"
"You're going to... recruit us?"
The disciples and deacons of the Holy Lotus Sect opened their mouths wide, feeling like the world was collapsing.
When did a true saint dare to make false claims about incorporating the saints into the great sect? In the past, they would definitely have dismissed it as ridiculous, but now...
"As long as you can get us out!"
As an undercover agent, Liu Mengmei immediately began to rebel.
Seeing this, the other disciples' lips moved, but they did not refute in the end.
Before the life and death crisis, their shame had almost disappeared.
"very good!"
Fang Yuan nodded: "Take your sect's important books and treasures and prepare to be transferred with me!"
"No! Our Holy Lotus Sect would rather die than surrender!"
A white-haired old deacon woman was leaning on a cane and said with extraordinary ferocity: "Liu Mengmei! Do you dare to face outsiders?"
boom!
The next moment, the old woman's head was grabbed by Fang Yuan and pulled off completely: "If you would rather die than surrender, then just die. Who else is dissatisfied?"
Seeing the head of this outstanding deacon rolling on the ground, all the disciples suddenly became silent, no longer daring to resist, and obediently cooperated with Liu Mengmei's reorganization.
"The monster is attacking again!"
At this time, with a long roar, the monster army that had stopped began to advance slowly again.
"Huh, stubborn!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath. The figure of the Chaos Giant behind him became more solid. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"Zha!!!"
Rumble.
Invisible sound waves spread around, and the entire Tianchi seemed to be boiling, causing a large number of ripples.
Poof!
Rows of monsters, like cutting rice, fell down in straight sheets, unable to stop them for even a moment.
Snapped!
A disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect couldn't bear it any longer and felt as if a huge burden was being placed on his heart. The figure of Fang Yuan in front of him suddenly became extremely tall, like a god, and he couldn't help but kneel down.
Bang bang!
Like dominoes, more and more disciples chose to kneel down to express their submission.
If they were still the previous Dream Master Xu Sheng, they would naturally be able to resist Fang Yuan's mental pressure. Unfortunately, at this time, they were like fish and meat. Fang Yuan used the martial arts thoughts of the True Saint to forcibly inject the spiritual hint of surrender into them.
"Liu Mengmei!"
"I'm here!"
Liu Mengmei looked at Fang Yuan in this state, and her eyes suddenly became tender and tender.
"From today on, you are their leader. Now, go down immediately to count the number of people and prepare to evacuate!"
Fang Yuan immediately ordered.
With the original prestige foundation and the appointments, the remaining disciples quickly obeyed the orders and compiled the results: "We only have more than a hundred people left, most of whom are new core disciples..."
Liu Mengmei reported with a wry smile: "The other deacons and disciples either ran away or died..."
"That's enough!"
Fang Yuan wanted to establish his own power, but he looked down on the former high-level officials of the Holy Lotus Sect. At this time, it was just right: "Take as many books and treasures as possible and leave with me!"
"yes!"
The migration of a hundred people is not an easy task after all.
Half an hour later, a group of people with bulging bodies followed Fang Yuan and cautiously walked into the herd.
The surrounding monsters bared their teeth and claws, but they could not get close to this group. Occasionally, a few monsters could not bear it any longer and rushed forward, but they were also blasted through the air by Fang Yuan's Hundred-Step Divine Fist.
Such force was immediately deeply imprinted into the hearts of these hundreds of people, and the seeds of surrender began to take root and sprout.
"grumble!"
At this time, another long cry came from the depths of the monster group.
Along with this sound, dozens of demon spirits appeared at once and rushed towards the team instantly.