Chapter 87

"Just now there was a long howl, it seemed to be Junior Brother Liu!"

"He went after Fang Yuan, the enemy who killed his nephew, did he meet his opponent?"

"On the Tianyuan Continent, who dares to be an enemy of my Qingyun Sect?"

"Alas...it's a pity for Liu Zhou. If he survives, he will definitely win the recommended spot this time!"

...

Just now the middle-aged man let out a long cry, which finally alarmed Qingyun Lower Court. Dozens of brilliance flew up to respond, intertwined with spiritual thoughts, and suddenly saw an unbelievable scene, like ducks being strangled by the neck, they all fell silent.

"Damn it! What did I see?"

"Senior brother Liu threw himself to death!"

"Are you kidding me!? How can a cultivator in the Gang Sha period throw himself to death? In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there is no such strange thing!"

"But that person is indeed Junior Brother Liu, but he seems to have lost all his cultivation!"

"Could it be that we were all under the illusion?"

A dozen or so cultivators of the Gang Sha period rubbed their eyes vigorously, each of them seemed to have turned into a toad with its mouth wide open.

"Where is the master, come to my lower courtyard of Qingyun?"

Boom!

Suddenly, accompanied by a majestic and vast sound, three even bigger beams of light rose from Qingyun Lower Courtyard, revealing an old man with white beard and hair and two middle-aged people next to him. , many gangsha masters all bowed and saluted: "I have seen the master, the deputy master!"

"Old Taoist Yuxiong, I don't know why this fellow Taoist broke into my mountain gate and killed my deacon?"

The white-bearded and haired headmaster of the Nascent Soul Stage had a solemn expression, holding a whisk in his hand, and staring at Fang Yuan without blinking.

He could see very clearly from his divine sense just now that Deacon Liu was indeed running away, but after the other party drank, he seemed to have turned into an ordinary person in an instant, and fell to his flesh and blood among the rocks, which was unspeakable.

After seeing this scene, even though his spiritual sense told him that Fang Yuan in front of him was clearly a Gang Sha stage, the real Yuxiong was still facing a formidable enemy, and the two golden core stage vice-principals beside him immediately summoned a magic weapon to protect him .

"The two of them, uncle and nephew, are working together. They want to kill me first, so what if they fight back?"

Fang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes, and smiled disdainfully: "What's more, is there anyone in this world that I dare not kill? Can't I kill?"

"evildoer!"

"madman!"

"Evil!"

...

Reverend Yuxiong exchanged glances with several courtyard masters and deacons, and they all knew that today's affairs could not be good.

"Master, this person is the next disciple of this academy, he has always been dull, his aptitude is blunt, somehow he became like this..."

At this time, a deacon hurriedly reported to the real Yuxiong.

"The next disciple?"

Daoist Yuxiong was startled.

To the practitioners of the Nascent Soul Stage, a mere Qi Refining Disciple who is a handyman is really nothing.

But the other party's behavior at this time is very puzzling: "Could it be that the demon possesses the body, or the ancient evil is reborn?"

Daoist Yuxiong waved his whisk: "No matter what, if this evil spirit is allowed to flee, the lives of the people will surely be ruined. All disciples obey orders and activate the Qingyun Great Formation!"

"Respect the law!"

More than a dozen rays of light quickly retreated, and under the leadership of the two Jin Danqi, they submerged into the building.

Boom!

In an instant, streaks of cyan mist rose from Qingyun Lower Courtyard, turning into a turbulent formation, enveloping Fang Yuan.

"This is the formation? Interesting!"

Fang Yuan Zhuoli didn't move in mid-air, watching the changes of many portals around him, evolving into many killing formations, the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

The previous him, through his mind, started to slightly modify himself, but it still needs to be done step by step, and it is only in the Gangsha period at present.

In fact, the cultivation in this dream world is simply illusory to him, something that cannot be taken away.

‘If you want to blame, can you only blame me for being too logical? The constructed world is already running so tightly? Even self-correcting? '

But at the same time, Fang Yuan still comprehended the ability of his own 'creator'.

Because he is the biggest "reality" in the whole world and the interface with reality, therefore, if people or things close to him are under the cover of his thoughts, they will be affected by the rules of reality.

Just now, he used this trick to turn that Deacon Liu into a mortal, and fell to his death.

"It's a pity... the range and number of abilities are still limited! But it doesn't matter, the more you practice, the more you will get used to it, and maybe it will be improved!"

While thinking, the boundless fallen trees enveloped Fang Yuan.

This Qingyun formation is based on the five elements, and it rotates continuously. It will evolve with time, and its power will be further enhanced to become the five elements' absolute formation.

"Luolog... I don't want to be turned into a meatloaf again..."

Fang Yuan looked at the giant tree that fell, touched his chin, and suddenly had an idea to cover his whole body with the power of reality.

boom!

In the next instant, many thorns and vines submerged him.

Click! Click!

Numerous spider web-like cracks emerged and suddenly exploded.

In the midst of the chaos, Fang Yuan Shi came out without any injuries.

clang!

On his neck, an extremely huge golden blade was formed, as if it fell with the momentum of cutting the sky, and made a clear and loud noise.

Immediately, the long blade cut into two halves without any sparks.

raging!

The Qingyun formation changed again and turned into a three-flavored real fire, burning up.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, immediately inhaled the flames, and belched contentedly: "Old man Yuxiong, is there any change? Let's play together and have fun!"

"This this……"

Hidden in the eye of the formation, the real Yuxiong almost rolled his eyes: "Physical cultivation? Such a terrifying body, could it be a wild heritage?"

But seeing the opponent rampage in the formation, looking as if he was about to dismantle the formation by relying on his body, even he had no choice but to make a move.

"Heaven and earth wind and thunder, listen to my orders, hurry up!"

Master Yu Xiong is worthy of being a master of cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage. With a tactic, there was a wind and thunder rolling in the sky immediately, and a cyan pillar of thunder fell directly, hitting Fang Yuan on the body.

Peng!

Fang Yuan's body didn't move, only a wisp of green smoke came out from his shoulder, but his clothes weren't even damaged in the slightest.

"Father, is it possible that this person's flax fir is a magic weapon?"

Daoist Yuxiong was terrified, and the Nascent Soul in his body suddenly appeared in Tianling, shouting, "Come on Qingyun Sword!"

Boom!

As soon as the entire formation moved, the blue clouds gradually thinned, and then gathered on the top of the real Yuxiong, turning into a giant blue sword.

"cut!"

Accompanied by Daoist Yuxiong's drink, the cyan giant sword smashed towards Fang Yuan like a mountain toppled over.

On the blade, wind and thunder flickered, and the surrounding five elements condensed and turned into various magical spells, converging into a torrent of sword blades!

Several tens of miles away, flocks of birds flew up, and many small wild animals seemed to sense that a catastrophe was coming, and fled in panic.

The power of a sword is so powerful!

"The master is mighty!"

At this moment, whether it was the original deacon, the disciples, or even the two vice-principals at the Jindan stage, they all cheered loudly, as if they had already seen the scene of cutting the evil spirits under the sword.

call out!

The sword light was cold, and it fell down with a bang from an incomparable distance.

Buzz!

As the ground trembled, a huge crack spread for several miles emerged, and countless dust was lifted up, like a mushroom cloud rising.

"Hoohoo...Although this beast is fierce, but under my Qingyun Great Formation, only the body and spirit are completely destroyed, and there is no bones left...uh..."

Immortal Yuxiong just breathed a sigh of relief when his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye.

Because in the center of the explosion, among the many tumbling lands, there is a trace that is incomparably intact, even the grass behind is not damaged, standing out from the crowd in the chaos.

And on this piece of turf, a figure stood proudly, not even the slightest damage to the scalp.

Even, in the opponent's palm, he was still playing with a blue long sword.

"No...impossible!"

Daoist Yuxiong let out a strange cry, and backed up again and again: "Could it be that you are an old monster in the Tribulation Period? Otherwise, how could you play with the most essence of sword energy in the sword array?"

"The most quintessential sword energy?"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, holding the Qingyun Sword, and walked forward: "In my eyes, this is just a piece of dead soft paper. Wouldn't it be optional to knead Yuanbian?"

"You... demon!"

Reverend Yuxiong cried blood in his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "My disciple of Qingyun's lower court, we will face the enemy with one heart!!!"

While speaking, his Nascent Soul flew out a small golden sword and pierced into the void, which was obviously an extremely brilliant rescue technique.

"Master!"

While exclaiming, more than a dozen rays of light have already shot to the front: "I will take action together and destroy this demon!"

"idiot!"

Fang Yuan sneered and waved his hand lightly.

"don't want!"

Under the horrified eyes of Master Yu Xiong, the sword energy in Fang Yuan's hand rose against the wind, and he changed from a harmless little white rabbit to a man-eating tiger in an instant.

call out!

Enveloped by five colors of light, Qingyun's giant sword fell down, straight to the main hall of Qingyun's lower courtyard.

Boom!

Although the scope of damage was not as extensive as before, Fang Yuan's sword energy was the essence of the formation. When it erupted, the remaining formation was instantly wiped out, and the entire main hall was razed to the ground.

In an instant, Daoist Yuxiong and the two vice principals of Jindanqi vomited blood and were seriously injured. Several deacons around were even more unlucky, and some of them died directly.

"Don't keep calling me evil, I have a name, okay?"

Fang Yuan came in front of Daoist Yuxiong, and condescendingly glanced at this group of 'immortals' who were originally aloof.

"What should I do next? Kill them all?"

Fang Yuan felt his own heart.

If you really want to kill, what's the point of destroying the world?

"Wait a minute...you...you are Fang Yuan?"

Among the many terrified Qingyun disciples around, one walked out slowly, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face, Fang Yuan recognized that it was the deacon who extradited him to the mountain.

"Hehe... Even in a dream, is there entanglement of cause and effect?"

He smiled to himself, his face slowly turned serious, and he came to the real Yuxiong: "There are many causes and effects, I will cut it with a single sword!"

"you……"

Daoist Yuxiong was shocked, a Nascent Soul appeared above his head, and he wanted to teleport away directly.

"fall!"

Fang Yuan sneered and spit out a character.

Snapped!

The Nascent Soul immediately fell to the ground like a rag doll, unable to move, and was trampled into mud by him!