"Haha, Lady Baishi, for such a kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, is Wangqing Island going to this far?"
Seeing that Wangqing Island was heavily defended and seeing their appearance, they set up their formations without saying a word, clearly treating them as formidable enemies. The people who appeared in the surrounding heavens also felt a little faint in their hearts at the same time. Ning did not dare to be careless, and his aura suddenly became much more serious. The first person to arrive observed for a while, smiled softly, and smiled at the great elder of Wangqing Island.
"Since you know my former name, you must be an old friend. Since you came to my Nanhai, you came in openly without paying me a favor, but you asked Guigui Chongchong to hide it from the four secret guards and wait in the sky again. It’s been so long, why are you here?”
The great elder, Empress Baishi, smiled coldly, and her energy was concentrated, no worse than those people.
At this time, when she faced outsiders, her expression was no longer as gentle and restrained as she usually was on the island. Instead, she showed a bit of domineering. She glanced at the heavens for a few times and said: "Besides, this is my love island." My uncle works, distributes dragon souls, and rewards those who have made great contributions to the dragon trail. If you have any questions, you can meet me in person, but now you are just hiding behind the clouds and saying cold words, so what's the point?"
"Haha, Empress Baishi's words are wrong..."
In the sky of the South China Sea, behind the red fire, a slightly shrill voice rang out and said with a smile: "We just respect the ancestors of Wangqing Island, so we don't want to meet each other in person, so as not to have trouble talking to each other in the future. But this kid, taking the world's public property as his own and distributing it as he pleases, is really doing something wrong. How can we just sit back and watch without asking?"
"It doesn't matter whether the matter of the dragon soul is private or public, but my uncle is right. It is true that this dragon soul is sealed by the saint of Wangqing Island. It is also true that my uncle brought it back. This seal can only be opened by him. Doesn’t he still have the power to distribute?”
After hearing those sharp words, Empress Baishi sneered and said: "As for what you call the world's public property... I only ask you, if this so-called world's public property really comes into your hands, can it still be regarded as the world's public property? Public property?"
In the void, everyone fell silent, their expressions slightly cold, with a hint of anger emerging.
After a long while, a gaze suddenly came from the west, penetrating through the layers of clouds, and directly saw Fang Yuan's face, and said solemnly: "My son, you are not qualified to allocate this dragon soul, so you should hand it over to me." Let the Immortal Alliance make the decision to avoid getting into trouble!"
"Be bold!"
In the southwest sky, on a green island, a figure suddenly rose into the air with a sword, and with a stern voice, he yelled towards the place where the voice came from: "Who do you think you are? You dare to threaten me, the Holy Son of the South China Sea. I really thought There are many women on Wangqing Island, so why don’t you dare to kill the gods?”
"Jade Fire Fairy, you are still so grumpy!"
Another voice rang out and said with a deep smile: "Wangqing Island in the South China Sea is one of the Seven Holy Lands. Who in the world dares to underestimate it? But even the Seven Holy Lands must be reasonable. If you really want to protect this one who is determined to do his own thing." My dear, if you let him waste these dragon souls that are related to the plan of overcoming the tribulation, won't he be afraid of offending everyone in the world and making Wangqing Island a public enemy?"
"joke!"
In the northwest sky, on an island that looked bare except for a shimmering metallic luster, a voice that hinted at murderous aura sounded. As soon as it reached the sky, golden light flashed, and a female general wearing golden armor slowly stepped on He climbed up into the air, holding a golden dragon-patterned gun more than three feet long in his hand. He glanced coldly across the sky and said calmly: "I am protecting my uncle on Wangqing Island. It has nothing to do with you. My uncle allocates his own Dragon Soul, what does it have to do with you? What do you mean by the public enemy of the world... "
His eyes turned cold and he sneered: "...Haha, don't we, Wangqing Island, have the qualifications to become a public enemy of the world?"
“…”
“…”
The situation on the field suddenly became serious.
The powerful monks in the heavens all seemed silent.
They did not expect that the strength of Wangqing Island was far beyond their imagination, and it seemed that they really didn't care about starting a war. However, now that the catastrophe is only twenty years away, who would really dare to fight Wangqing at this time? Is this island going to war
There was silence for a long time, and the murderous intention became more intense.
Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore and looked towards Fang Yuan coldly: "Son, are you really going to stop until you hit the wall?"
On the Immortal Platform, all the cultivators were shocked when they saw this scene.
I don't know how many glances Qi Shusha looked at Fang Yuan.
In the final analysis, this matter still has to fall on Fang Yuan. Even with the support of Nanhai Wangqing Island, but now being stared at by so many big shots, and even the other party does not hide the murderous intention in his heart, he really dares to arbitrarily distribute this dragon soul.
Facing these gazes, Fang Yuan slowly stood up.
His face was expressionless, and he looked straight at the air machines in the air without any fear. He just bowed his hands to the elders of Wangqing Island and said: "Seniors, I have made my own decision on this matter. You don’t have to worry about me!”
After saying this, he turned slightly and said to the sky: "Are these seniors here to ask for the dragon soul?"
When those people heard what he said, their voices softened. One of them sneered: "Although we are not here to ask you for the dragon soul, we cannot allow you to waste the dragon soul at will. You are still too young now." You are immature and have no qualifications to allocate dragon souls. Hand over the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearls and go back to practice well. When you reach the state of becoming a god, you can then get involved in such great events in the world!"
"What the seniors said makes sense!"
After Fang Yuan was silent for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth to answer.
Everyone around him was startled when he heard this, and their expressions became a little complicated.
Even in mid-air, Empress Baishi and others looked over in surprise.
It seems that he didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so talkative in front of these people.
But what he didn't expect was that when Fang Yuan looked at the eastern sky, the figure that appeared first suddenly smiled and waved to summon the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl. At this time, there was still a dragon soul summoned in the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl. When it came out, as soon as the soul orb moved, the dragon soul wandered with it, suddenly rolling up half of the clouds in the sky, and waves of strong wind swept across the surrounding sea.
Then Fang Yuan controlled the dragon soul and said to the eastern sky: "Since senior wants this dragon soul, I'll give it to you!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
You thought you heard it wrong and you were about to hand over the dragon soul
I don't know how many words I have been holding in my stomach, and I am scratching my head and head anxiously, wishing I could come over and remind him.
But above the eastern sky, the existence fell silent, and after a while he said: "What do you want..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yuan said, "I'll give it to you if I tell you!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flew up, his green robe swaying, and spread out above the blue sea.
Then, he turned around, and under the influence of the soul bead, the dragon soul flew around his body, straightening its dragon posture and swaying its might, just like a real dragon. A large squally wind arose, howling in front of him.
At this moment, Fang Yuan looked at the dragon soul in front of him with an expressionless face. After glancing at the eastern sky, he suddenly thrust his right hand into the sky, and a green energy billowed all over his body, but it turned into a dragon in his palm. He held a green sword with cold light, and then he held the sword and without saying any unnecessary words, he just slashed it towards the dragon's head!
"laugh!"
The dragon soul was under the control of the soul bead and had no resistance to him. In addition, his sword was fierce, but when he raised the sword and dropped it, the huge dragon head rolled down, and then, The entire dragon soul suddenly overflowed.
The indescribable billowing essence contained mysterious fragments of the avenue. At this moment, it turned into a strong wind, billowing and rolling straight into the sky. The surface of the sea instantly became sparkling, and was swept by this rich I don't know how many people were enveloped in the ultimate energy. With one breath, they felt their mana steaming, and their cultivation level actually improved a lot in this instant.
But in their hearts, they didn't care about the joy at all, but they became stunned at the same time!
Looking at Fang Yuan, he was almost scared to death!
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…
… That was a dragon soul, and it was destroyed like this
Even Empress Baishi in the sky changed her face instantly when she saw this scene!
She seemed to want to say something, but she held back!
At this moment, Fang Yuan was even more rude. After killing the dragon soul with one knife, his expression did not change at all. His green robe was blown away by the strong wind that the dragon soul transformed into, but his body shape kept moving, again and again. Turning to the southern sky, there was a red flame, and said solemnly: "Since this senior is here, naturally he cannot go back empty-handed. This dragon soul will honor you!"
As he spoke, a red light appeared in his palm, and another dragon soul appeared. Then he raised the knife again and slashed it down hard.
"laugh"
Another dragon soul shattered into pieces and turned into a roaring wind, spreading over the islands in the surrounding sea.
The cultivation levels of the cultivators around him improved a bit, but they turned to stone.
The white cat squatting not far from Fang Yuan had its eyes wide with greed and kept licking its paws.
"oh… "
Fang Yuan killed the second dragon soul, then looked in another direction and said: "There are still a few seniors, so don't be polite!"
While he was speaking, his hands were not slow at all. He directly pulled a dragon soul back and was about to chop it off with his sword.
"Wait a minute..."
In mid-air, a voice suddenly sounded, and the anxious tone changed.
Fang Yuan raised his head coldly and looked into the air without saying a word, but his eyes were filled with absolute cruelty.
The voice seemed to be trembling: "You ignorant child, do you know what this is? This is a dragon soul that can create a dragon soul comparable to the realm of gods. Every time one of the most precious treasures in the world is missing, the world will lose one point to resist the great evil." The hope of calamity, and you... And you actually killed three in a row like this, do you know that this means that there are three less masters in the world? You... are simply acting nonsense!"
"It's a waste to give it to you. Why can't I kill it?"
Fang Yuan's voice seemed very calm, and he even waved his knife again while speaking.
With a "chi" sound, another dragon soul collapsed completely, and the billowing energy dispersed invisible.
"Stop..."
In mid-air, someone was full of anger and shouted fiercely: "What on earth do you want, you crazy kid?"
Fang Yuan held the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Pearl in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and slowly raised his head.
The knife in his hand slowly pointed toward the distance and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"
(End of chapter)