Chapter 759: Swordsmanship

"The entire purple star is a huge battlefield!"

Randomly found a palace, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, his eyes flickering: "When the Heart Demon Realm invaded, there were not a few source powers left here, and the secondary source power was also very strong. I am here, like a duck to water !"

The confluence of so many sources of power has the effect that terrifying evil things are born all the time on the entire star.

If they are left alone, they will soon devour each other, giving birth to an existence that can truly shake the world.

Therefore, the Heavenly Court guards the gate of the country with the Emperor of Heaven, and sends out a large number of elite soldiers and generals to regularly sweep the battlefield of heart demons and kill evil things. At the same time, it also has the meaning of guarding the seal.

On the heart demon battlefield, there are still a few statues, which are the real powers that crossed from the heart demon world. Although they were defeated, they could not be killed and could only be sealed in the battlefield.

Their vitality is extremely tenacious, unless the entire star is refined, it is impossible to kill them.

"Thus, for Heavenly Court, this heart demon battlefield, although it can be called a heartache, is not a catastrophe... After all, it has been controlled, and if there is no change in the future, it can definitely be refined. It's no wonder that Concubine Xiang rushed to the rescue!"

After considering the situation, Fang Yuan immediately thought of his own problems.

For him, this place is undoubtedly a great treasure. Whether it is the source power of the core of the stars, or the power of the few sealed statues, they are all of great value.

"It seems that I have to find an opportunity to act alone!"

Fang Yuan pondered for a while, and immediately made up his mind.

In fact, these gods who have been enlisted in the army would rather be stationed in the base camp, or act with a large army, rather than go deep into the battlefield of inner demons alone.

But for Fang Yuan, it was the other way around.

"I have to find a suitable excuse..."

...

Three days passed in a flash, Baiyu Square.

This is the core location of the Tiangong. On one wall there is an inscription with the names of many gods and military achievements behind it.

The first to bear the brunt were naturally the six ancient gods, and the following were densely packed princes and lords.

"The meritorious deeds of the king and marquis exceed 10,000! The ancient gods can apply for return if they exceed 100,000, and they can convert all of them into heavenly merits after returning. They can be exchanged for treasures in the treasure house of heaven, and even can be directly exchanged for canonization!"

In the past few days, Fang Yuan was too lazy to meditate to recover, and occasionally went out for a stroll, but he inquired about the news clearly.

"But this requirement is too high, and very few people can complete it. It's just a carrot in front of a donkey."

"Everyone, we are the guards of the Heavenly Palace, and we are divided into seven divisions. You are all under my command, named Haotian!"

Wearing battle armor, Ancient God Molong appeared under the list, with high spirits: "I'm a newcomer, but I haven't made any achievements. I'm really ashamed. You follow me out of the heavenly palace, go to the battlefield, and hunt and kill more evil things."

"promise!"

Many princes and gods complained endlessly in their hearts, but they could only respond with a bitter face.

"Um?"

Fang Yuan followed among the crowd, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "This Mo Long Shangshen, does he intend to kill me?"

He had trampled on the rules many times before, and any superior would be displeased and disgusted when they saw him, which is quite normal.

But killing intent is different!

Although this Molong hid it very well, he still couldn't hide his dream master's perception.

"I have no grievances or enmities with him. Before that incident, at most, he would let him put on my shoes a few times, but if he wanted to kill me directly, did he get instigated by someone?"

Fang Yuan's mind was clear, and he immediately thought through everything: "Then this trip, is he deliberately creating an opportunity? It's God's will, I was just trying to find an excuse to go out..."

...

"Walk!"

Molong Mountain God left as soon as he said he would, and left very simply.

As a dragon god, he still has a family fortune. When he raised his hand, a small seven-colored sailboat appeared, which instantly became bigger and sailed in the air, looking very chic.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the boat, looking around casually.

‘There are seven war departments on the front line of the Tiangong, each of which is led by an ancient god and has dozens of subordinates. The Haotian Department should have inherited the names of the returning gods...’

"This brother invited me, I don't know if the title is Shanshui Jun?"

At this time, a deity squeezed over, with round eyes and a smile all over his face: "I am rich in the sea, and I will be named Hanshan Monarch!"

It is normal for many gods to gather together to keep warm, and people like Fang Yuan are anomalous.

Of course, there are also gods who think that he is so pretentious, either because he has amazing skills, or because he has a strong backer, and he took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"So it's Mr. Hanshan!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes and glanced at it, and said with a fake smile.

"Shanshui Jun's name, I have heard a little bit, before the extermination of Lingfei Sword Sect, it really boosted my divine aura..." Hanshan Jun Haifu didn't care, just like brown sugar, rambling, and finally said Getting to the main topic: "Xiangfei is the head of pedestrians, and she has always been stern and selfless. This time, she actually neglected Gu Long Shangshen for the sake of her brother's retreat. It is extremely rare..."

"If my background is strong, how can I be assigned here?"

Fang Yuan seemed to see through the god's heart and shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh... I'm just out of luck!"

Hai Fu's chubby body sat down at once, and said with a bitter face: "I was miserable too. I lost my manners on the Mangshan Mansion's birthday, so I was dispatched here..."

"Disrespectful in front of the Fujun?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

It's not that the punishment is too heavy, but too light.

It seems that this fat god still has some energy, otherwise the punishment would never be so simple.

"Hey... the battlefield of the heart demon is extremely dangerous. Of course, the commander will not take us to the three fierce places, but the rest of the places are not easy!"

Hai Fu began to sigh again: "On this heart demon battlefield, monsters emerge in endlessly, and they are almost inexhaustible. Fortunately, there are very few ancient gods, otherwise even Tiangong might not be able to hold on..."

"It's just that although there are few evil creatures at the level of ancient gods, the number of evil things at the level of princes and lords is extremely terrifying... Here they come!"

Han Shanjun exclaimed and looked ahead.

At this time, the seven-colored sailboat had sailed into the boundary of the green and purple stars, and in the clouds, many densely packed black spots emerged, like a dark cloud, surging in.

Among the dark clouds, there are a large number of bat-like monsters.

"Demon?"

Obviously, Fang Yuan has seen this kind of evil for a long time.

Of course, at this time, no matter the realm or the number of these demon spirit armies, they are far beyond Daqian.

"Good guy, it's just a random magic army. The bottom soldiers are all magic commanders, and the commanders are all angels. Fortunately, there is no golden fairy level..."

Fang Yuan's expression was slightly solemn.

There are more than a thousand demon commanders on the opposite side. What kind of combat power is this?

The number of Yin soldiers in this world is hundreds of thousands, and with the formation, they can be compared to heavenly immortals!

This thousand-headed demon commander and more than ten angels teamed up. Although they are still not the opponents of the ancient gods who have mastered the origin, they are enough to wipe out the forces of the three mountains and five rivers seven or eight times.

At this time, when these demon spirits saw the sailboat, their eyes turned red immediately, and they surrounded them with a forceful aura.

"So bold!"

Molong Shangshen's face was like marble, unmoved, he said casually, "Shanshui Lord, go out and destroy them!"

"Obey!"

At this time of war, the law of marching and righteousness are suppressed, and no prince can stop it.

Fang Yuan was also a bachelor, so he agreed directly and jumped off the boat.

'hehe……'

Seeing this scene, Mo Long Shangshen couldn't help but sneer in his heart: 'It doesn't matter if you are scheming above the sky, grasp the cards, and have Xiangfei backing you? In a war zone, the ruler wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die! '

In his opinion, it is really easy to find an excuse to kill this Shanshui Lord.

For example, at this time, the god had no choice but to rush out to a decisive battle if he gave his order openly and aboveboard.

'How can this heart demon battlefield be the same as the outside world? If one accidentally dies, it is considered a heroic sacrifice. You get to be named, and I get benefits, so why not do it? '

Molong Shangshen watched this scene silently, with some secret anticipation.

'In the heart demon battlefield, it is really troublesome...'

Fang Yuan flew out and immediately felt a difference.

His God of Mountains and Rivers is a god of the earth. When he leaves the land of three mountains and five rivers, he is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out. In this battlefield of heart demons, he doesn't even have the slightest aura, so he can only rely on his own divine power to resist. For these new gods who have just entered the battlefield, if they can't adjust, they will suffer a lot immediately.

"Sword!"

Of course, to Fang Yuan, the defensive restrictions in Louchuan and even Tiangong were nothing more than restraints.

At this moment, Zhuo stood in the heart demon battlefield, but he felt comfortable all over, with an indescribably wonderful pleasure.

"God! Kill!"

A roar came from the group of giant bats on the opposite side, using the language of the inner demon.

Of course, when you reach the level of a prince, you can understand any language as soon as you hear it.

Puchi! Puchi!

Surrounded by many giant bats, they fanned the strong wind, and the huge swords stretched across the sky and the earth, making Han Shanjun's complexion change: "Hey... If it was me, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive!"

Fang Yuan was fearless, flicked his nails, and streams of sword energy flew out.

No! It can no longer be called sword energy, but wisps of wisps of light, which transform into nothingness, like a sword thread that is about to snap in the next moment!

chi chi!

When the sword thread entered the knife gang, it was like a paoding dispelling an ox. The sharp knife energy collapsed, revealing the magic commander behind him.

Crash!

Dozens of demon commanders were stunned, and immediately their bodies were torn apart, and their spirits and souls were all wiped out.

"Um?"

Mo Long Shangshen raised his eyebrows: "Swordsmanship... has the flavor of Lingfei Jianzong, spring wind turns into rain, elephants are invisible... This god is really talented!"

In front of outsiders, Fang Yuan is not good at displaying real kung fu, so he can only use a few swordsmanship to play, but the other gods keep nodding: "Look... your Shanshui Lord's response is the best method. , you must know that there is a lot of evil in the heart demon world, and we cannot replenish our divine power, so we have to plan carefully. This sword technique is extremely concise and consumes the least amount of money, but it is just right."

"go!"

Fang Yuan didn't care, coming and going like the wind, killing demons like mowing grass, and dozens of demon commanders were killed by him in an instant.

"Go on! Don't stop!"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Ancient God Mo Long, and he said coldly.