"You...still refuse?"
Fang Yuan's answer was beyond the expectations of everyone in the room, and the surroundings were silent for a while.
Everyone looked at him blankly, wondering what he meant by what he said, let alone what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
It was obvious that all the Immortal Sect disciples heaved a sigh of relief at this moment. As long as Fang Yuan did not have that idea, they did not have to worry too much, and it also proved that they did not trust the wrong person just now.
However, after he breathed a sigh of relief, he was followed by doubts...
How exactly did Fang Yuan plan to take them away
At this time, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, who was blocked outside the valley, his face condensed slightly, and then he showed a little joy, as if he had escaped with his life. Of course, this emotion soon gave way. He felt endless shame.
God, I actually feel lucky that this poor family gave up fighting for this opportunity with me...
I... just how afraid of him am I
This kind of hatred filled his heart!
He hated Fang Yuan for actually refusing to take the inheritance he was most proud of...
He hated that clay doll for wanting to casually transfer half of the inheritance he had inherited to Fang Yuan...
He hates those Immortal Sect disciples, don’t you have a grudge against Fang Yuan
Why do they all appear to believe in him so much now
He even hated himself. Why did he become more and more afraid of Fang Yuan instead of despising him more and more
All kinds of hatred made him strengthen his belief!
That means killing Fang Yuan!
Only by killing him can the cracks in his heart be washed away, and he can be the aloof self he once was...
… Of course it doesn’t matter if you can’t go back, just kill Fang Yuan first!
This made him roar again and hit the Immortal Sect disciples at the edge of Baihua Valley fiercely!
Now that he is getting closer and closer to the valley, and the closer he is to the clay doll where Qi is transmitted, the magic power of his body is getting stronger and stronger, and it can even be clearly seen that the large screen set up by hundreds of immortal disciples Under his vigorous bombardment, some cracks had actually appeared in the formation. At this time, the faces of the Immortal Sect disciples were becoming more and more strange and pale. They were already close to the limit. It seemed that they would be destroyed in the next breath. He smashed the formation...
"Ignorant child..."
After hearing Fang Yuan's answer, the clay puppet was silent for a long time, and then sneered. There was no anger or even disappointment in his voice, only a touch of ridicule and contempt: "I like you. It's because although your luck is shallow, your character is good, and you may be of some interest in the future, but this does not mean that someone can refuse my kindness twice in a row... "
"When you said those words just now, you no longer have the opportunity to be on the road to me, and there is only one way to die!"
When his voice sounded, there seemed to be some kind of energy that was condensing.
It felt like a certain being woke up, said a few words to Fang Yuan, and then fell asleep again.
And as he fell asleep, his will that enveloped the entire valley was also constricting.
Previously, it was precisely because of his will that enveloped the entire valley that all the monsters did not dare to approach. But now as his will faded away, those monsters gathered again, and the pressure from the disciples of the Immortal Sect increased even more instantly. It’s several times bigger…
They were already struggling to support themselves, but now they are even more endangered...
And there was suddenly a mocking smile on Senior Brother Xiao Yuan's face!
The other Immortal Sect disciples were even more panicked. They still didn't know what kind of idea Fang Yuan had in mind, but they knew that if no measures were taken, all of them would probably die in this valley. …
Amidst these complicated emotions, Fang Yuan just walked forward slowly.
His footsteps never stopped, and now he has reached the clay doll, and then said calmly: "Who said there is only one way to die?"
The clay puppet seemed to look at him mockingly: "I only have one inheritance, and only one person can leave..."
Fang Yuan took a deep breath: "But what if I don't plan to leave?"
His words shocked everyone around him and looked at him in confusion.
They were even thinking, is this Fang Yuan really crazy
Otherwise, why is it that when people talk about it now, it always seems to be unpredictable, seemingly calm, but also seems to be a little crazy
However, what Fang Yuan did was obviously crazier.
He suddenly exhaled the breath in his chest and abdomen, and then his energy rose crazily.
That is the magic power cultivated by Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue!
In the eyes of all the Immortal Sect disciples, that magic power is simply terrifying and powerful!
It was obvious that Fang Yuan had only been practicing for about three years, but his magic power had actually reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi training, and even touched the edge of the ninth level of Qi training. The power of this magic power was simply terrifying. What was even more terrifying was that, That magic power gives people an extremely mixed feeling, including the mysterious and authentic Taoism with the hidden meaning of immortality, the evil and unspeakable bloody meaning, and some invisible darkness...
At this time, they looked at Fang Yuan as if they were looking into a bottomless abyss...
I can’t see through it, I can’t understand it!
Generally, when the popularity machine is revealed, people can see his cultivation level at a glance!
But Fang was not the original one. Now that he is revealed, it makes people feel even deeper and unfathomable!
But what makes people even more confused is, what is Fang Yuan doing now with all his cultivation
You must know that no matter how powerful his magic power is, it is nothing compared to the energy of the clay doll!
The clay doll is already dead, with only a little residual will.
But just this remaining will is enough to crush Fang Yuan's little cultivation countless times!
"In fact, it is very simple to solve the current problem..."
Fang Yuan showed off his cultivation, sighed softly, looked at the clay doll seriously, and said: "We don't have to leave, we just need to let you go. You are the anchor of this Devil's Breath Lake, because With your presence, the dark magic breath in the Devil's Breath Lake will stay here honestly, and this Devil's Breath Lake will exist. In other words, you yourself are part of the Devil's Breath Lake!"
The surrounding Xianmen disciples couldn't quite understand these words, but Luo Feiling's eyes lit up.
The existence of this tribulation clay doll was originally one of the top secrets of Demon Breath Lake or Demon Valley in various places. Ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect did not know about it, but she knew about it. Everything Fang Yuan knew also This is what I told him before.
Because of this, after hearing Fang Yuan's words, she vaguely guessed something.
But then he frowned tightly because he didn't know what to do...
"Even so..."
The will of the tribulation clay puppet fluctuated slightly, but he didn't care: "What can you do with your ant-like strength?"
The clay puppet is telling the truth!
In front of it, Fang Yuan was indeed no different than an ant. Even if all the Immortal Sect disciples were added together, their power would probably be nothing to the clay puppet. It said these people were ants, and it didn't even insult it. I mean, it’s just the truth!
But when Fang Yuan heard this, he laughed a little crazy: "Really?"
Then in the next breath, he suddenly gathered all his strength and struck towards the clay doll!
boom!
His attack contained all his magic power, and its momentum was extremely dangerous!
All the disciples of the Immortal Sect, including Zhenzhuan here, probably don’t dare to take such a terrifying blow directly!
But this blow was like a breeze in front of the clay doll!
It seems to be standing here simply, but it is closely connected with the entire Demonic Breath Lake and has infinite energy. Fang Yuan's attack is simply attacking the entire Demonic Breathing Lake. It is no longer about whether it can shake the Demonic Breathing Lake. It's not my question, but it's ridiculous...
Not to mention that the clay puppet didn't take this attack seriously, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect were also extremely puzzled.
As for Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, he couldn't help but laugh loudly, then rushed in and killed Fang Yuan!
However, the next breath, they were shocked at the same time.
Because Fang Yuan's blow was not only weak, but also hit in the wrong direction...
He didn't hit the clay doll at all, but hit it underneath!
Around the clay doll were kneeling countless withered bones. Fang Yuan had seen it in his dream. These withered bones were all people who were enemies of the clay doll during their lives. After their death, they were all restrained here by the clay doll. , kneeling to him forever and ever, confessing to him forever and ever. Now, these withered bones have accumulated grievances for thousands of years, but they are suppressed by clay dolls, but they will never be at ease...
At this time, Fang Yuan struck at those withered bones!
Compared to those withered bones, his attack was still very weak...
But his purpose is not to crush these withered bones...
"There's nothing I can do..."
When he was about to punch out the Xuanhuang Qi, his deep voice sounded: "But they can!"
boom!
Dozens and hundreds of withered bones were scattered and kneeling around the clay doll. On each withered bone, tyrannical resentment was condensed and criss-crossed. This made all the resentment form a sea like suppressed anger. The sea-like existence is like a volcano on the verge of erupting, but it is forcibly suppressed by the clay doll, maintaining the most basic balance and stability...
But as Fang Yuan's black and yellow energy hit, the situation has changed drastically...
All the resentment that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly got an outlet!
"What are you doing?"
The roar of the clay puppet suddenly sounded, shaking in all directions.
At this moment, it seemed that even the Devil's Breath Lake was in turmoil.
But at this moment, Fang Yuan's voice became even more domineering and decisive: "Of course I am accepting the inheritance..."
"...But I don't like your inheritance, theirs is just fine!"
Fang Yuan's voice became louder and louder, and at the end, he actually had a kind of momentum that could shake the clay doll: "I use the black and yellow energy to help you merge your strength into one place. If there is still something in your withered bones, If you still have some willpower, then give me all your strength, and I will use your inheritance to remove the stator of the Demonic Breath Lake and help you find freedom!"
boom! boom! boom!
When Fang Yuan's black and yellow aura enveloped those withered bones, a sudden change occurred.
On one of the withered bones, the shockingly tyrannical resentment suddenly rose up and merged into his black and yellow aura, causing Fang Yuan's already somewhat mixed black and yellow aura to change in this moment. It is more complicated and more powerful. That kind of power has simply exceeded the limit of Fang Yuan's level of cultivation, and has almost reached the sky!
Immediately afterwards, there were other withered bones!
All the withered bones exuded an amazing aura!
They originally had tyrannical resentment, and there was some residual will left in their bodies, but this was deliberately left behind by the clay dolls, because only in this way can they feel the shame of kneeling in front of them for life after life!
For thousands of years, they have never wanted to get rid of the suppression of the clay dolls, leave here, and seek freedom.
But they are dead creatures after all, and their individual strength is not as strong as the clay doll. If they are scattered, it is impossible to break away from the clay doll. In this case, they can only kneel together. The only change is that the resentment is getting deeper and deeper, and they are getting deeper and deeper all day long. Crying without knowing why...
But now, Fang Yuan gave them a chance!
He used his Xuanhuang Qi to gather these scattered grievances together!
Xuanhuang Qi has an all-encompassing characteristic.
If it were someone else's magic power, it would only make these grievances burst out, scattered and distinct, but Fang Yuan's Xuanhuang Qi can integrate all the grievances together and turn them into a tyrannical and boundless force...
Then through this gathered power, we can truly break the suppression of the clay doll.
"You... are looking for death..."
At this moment, the clay puppet became truly angry.
Then, as the silent power roared, demonic clouds billowed between heaven and earth for a moment. Visible to the naked eye, a tyrannical energy flew out from his body and blessed Senior Brother Xiao Yuan outside the valley. Then Xiao Yuan Senior brother's strength increased countless times in an instant, but it no longer cared about whether senior brother Yuan could bear it. He wanted to use this body to suppress Fang Yuan!
He had always looked down on Fang Yuan before, thinking that he was just an ant, but now he has obviously changed.
This ant has truly threatened him!
"Shua"
At this moment, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan had porcelain-like cracks all over his body, and blood spurted out, but the Qi in his body surged infinitely. He moved his hands forward, and actually directly tore the flesh of all the Immortal Sect disciples into pieces. The formation shook these Immortal Sect disciples to pieces, and then with a streak of blood behind them, they rushed straight into the valley, like a magic cloud, attacking Fang Yuan!
"Fang Yuan... Fang Yuan... you will still die in my hands in the end..."
Senior Brother Xiao Yuan was blessed by the will of the clay doll, but his mind was still his. At this time, he felt the infinite power, and he was actually a little excited. He yelled and rushed over, waving his palms, triggering Endless blood…
"I inherited the power of the Immortal King, you are destined to be inferior to me..."
As he roared, his figure filled the void, standing high above him, and struck down with a palm.
"It turns out... the true all-encompassing meaning of Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue is like this..."
"It turns out that this road is not about going back, but about moving forward to the extreme..."
"I don't know what the original intention of the person who created this mysterious skill was..."
"But I know that if I go like this, even the founder of this mysterious art will not be able to compare with me..."
At this moment, Fang Yuan also turned his head and muttered to himself.
His appearance was not much better than that of Senior Brother Xiao Yuan. He was also covered in blood and his hair was flying, but his face was calm, and there was even a hint of surprise as if he had realized something. At this time, he He also turned around, and behind him he could see a swaying wind. There seemed to be hundreds of innocent souls of different shapes, fangs and claws in the air, cheering him on...
Then he looked coldly at Senior Brother Yuan who was rushing towards him, and suddenly took a step forward.
"Haven't you always wanted to experience the power of Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue?"
At this moment, Fang Yuan shouted coldly and rushed into the air without fear: "I will help you!"
This year is almost over, everything is perfect, but it’s a pity that Erni got married and Ah Huan gave birth to a second child, none of which are mine. I will return to Qingdao to continue my single life. The other thing is, the trial of Devil’s Breath Lake This plot is coming to an end. Before, I was too ambitious and laid out a bit too much, but I got sick first and caught up with the Chinese New Year, which made some readers a little tired. But fortunately, I finally ended it. Come back, I will go back to Qingdao tomorrow, and then update normally, and officially enter a new rhythm! Finally, I still want to say to everyone, Happy New Year and long live singles! ! !
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