Chapter 580 Supreme Nascent Soul

"Fang Xiaoyou, it seems that you will not leave so easily!"

The middle-aged monk surnamed Lu sensed the aura coming from the mid-air around him, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

Sensing the dozens of qi machines around him, Fang Yuan also sighed in a low voice.

These people have been staring at him since he entered the South China Sea area. Seeing that he landed on this island at this time, they even surrounded him directly, and they just concealed the encirclement, but they didn't come out to meet him. It was obvious that they had bad intentions.

When I left the snowfield, I also thought that I would go to the South China Sea and meet these aristocratic families and orthodoxy who had been ruined by me on the snowfield. I also knew that these people would not be so easy to let go. Although the underground palace has been destroyed, they are useless to deal with him now, but these aristocratic families don’t think so. The consequences of destroying the underground palace by themselves are too serious.

On the surface, it seems that no one has heard of their matter, and no one will discuss it, but in private, the big families, orthodoxy, are ambitious to do things in the snowy field, but they are humiliated by a Jindan junior, but it is widely spread.

Whether it is on the face or in the heart, how can they swallow this breath?

Whether it was for the resentment in their hearts or for their own face, they would not make it easier for themselves. Before that, Qian Yuan's Dao Xin almost collapsed because he expected this day, but although he was a little disheartened at the time, it is different now.

Sensing the hostility around him, Fang Yuan just glanced at the Lu family monk's expression.

"If I insist on leaving, do you dare to stop me?"

Now it is not in a sparsely populated snowy field, nor in a dark place where the light can be seen. Fang Yuan has no doubt that if it is in an environment that can guarantee that no one else will know, these families will not hesitate to take his own life, but now it is after all in the South China Sea. They dare to kill themselves here for revenge.

Seeing the sarcasm on Fang Yuan's face, the monk surnamed Lu's expression also darkened.

After a while, he suddenly looked up at Fang Yuan and said, "Do you know where this is?"

Fang Yuan said nothing, just looked at him coldly.

The monk surnamed Lu continued with his own words, with a sneer on his face: "This is the Red Sky Society of the South China Sea, where major cultivators gather, link the world, and are heavily guarded. Anyone who can enter this domain is innocent and has a clear history. You have been hiding in the snowy field for ten years, and you have no whereabouts. Ten years ago, you even colluded with evil cultivators to seek resources from the Inanimate Sword Tomb. How can we put our minds at ease?"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

On the contrary, he glanced at the monk surnamed Lu with some admiration. It is also a skill to speak such false accusations!

And the monk surnamed Lu became colder as he spoke, and said in a cold voice: "The Red Sky Meeting is a major event in the world. We are lucky enough to attend the meeting, so naturally we can't just sit back and watch the evil sect monsters come in. Little friend Fang Yuan, you came so suddenly, I can't help but stay on guard, so let's go with us!"

With the fall here, the air mechanisms in the surrounding void all congealed, faintly pressing forward.

At this moment, the whole small island seemed to have been entwined by invisible air mechanisms, and it was tightly sealed off.

It was like a general trend, falling at any time and strangling Fang Yuan to death.

There are at least four or five Nascent Souls hidden in the master's hands, and among these four or five Nascent Souls, there is at least one Divine Infant. They have been staring at Fang Yuan. If Fang Yuan followed Hong Luan into the depths of the South Sea just now, they would have nothing to do. But who would have thought that Fang Yuan would land here, but they undoubtedly gave them the best chance to threaten them.

"You found a reason to attack me so quickly, I have to admit that you are quite capable..."

When Fang Yuan saw this kind of appearance, he also laughed in his heart, and then said lightly: "But can you take me down?"

When he was speaking, he put his hands lightly behind his back, raised his head and swept towards the mid-air.

But with such a simple movement, an invisible energy appeared on his body, rushing to all directions.

At this moment, the world has not changed, but it seems to be turning again.

The whole world is centered on Fang Yuan.

Although the monk surnamed Lu still had a smile on his face, he suddenly looked a little unnatural. It was a kind of spiritual suppression. After all, Fang Yuan was the Supreme Nascent Soul, so even if the monk surnamed Lu was already at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, he would have a subconscious awe when facing Fang Yuan. This feeling was like a wild fox meeting a young tiger. The meaning of fear...

At the same time, those who felt this feeling were also a group of monks in the surrounding void. They slowly gathered from all directions, and they originally formed a general trend to strangle and trap Fang Yuan.

This made them wake up.

In their subconscious minds, they always regarded Fang Yuan as a Jindan junior.

But in fact, Fang Yuan has already succeeded in transforming into a baby.

Even if he just succeeded in transforming into an infant, it took less than half a day to calculate, but he is still a Nascent Soul...

Maybe they won't necessarily lose if they really try. After all, Fang Yuan has just conceived and still needs to refine his mana and adapt to this new realm. However, the divinity and deterrent power that will naturally arise after conceiving make them hesitate.

If they had to, they really didn't want to fight a Supreme Nascent Soul.

But think about it again, if Fang Yuan is not taken down now, when will he be taken down?

After all, he has become the Supreme Nascent Soul. Give him a little more time, and he will become a master that even the ancient Zhongzhou people can't ignore. If you give him a little more time, he can even touch the Dao and step into the realm of transforming gods.

So in this way, now is the best time to deal with this kid.

If you don't make a move at this time, then according to the principles of life of each family and ancient clan, you should turn your enemy into a friend...

Because of such complicated thoughts, all the cultivators in the field hesitated one by one...

But fortunately, at this moment, a soft sound of reed pipes suddenly came from the east sea.

After hearing the sound of the flute, all the cultivators in the field showed a bit of relief on their faces: "The Taoist is here..."

The sound of the flute came from the sea, and it was extremely melodious.

It's just that the sound of the flute is not a fishing song, but a tune played by cowherds in the mountains.

What's more, the sound came from a very far distance, and it didn't seem like mana was being used, but in the eyes of everyone, it was as clear as playing it beside him. Even Fang Yuan frowned slightly when he heard the sound of the flute.

Then I saw a green cloud spread out above the eastern sea, and a green bull slowly walked over the cloud.

It seems to be leisurely, but in fact the clouds are turbulent and come very fast.

From the sound of the flute, it took only a few breaths, and the green bull had already arrived on the small island, without pressing down on the cloud, it stopped in mid-air, stretched out its head to eat the branches and leaves of the treetops, and on the back of the cow, sat a thin young man, he lowered his head from the back of the cow, glanced at everyone condescendingly, put down the bamboo flute, and said calmly: "Who is Fang Yuan?"

Seeing this person, the middle-aged monk surnamed Lu showed a relaxed look on his face, and nodded slightly to the young man.

The young man on the green bull's back ignored him, just looked at Fang Yuan and said, "You are Fang Yuan?"

Fang Yuan raised his head and glanced at this person, and saw that he was handsome, with a graceful face, wearing straw sandals and common clothes, looking at this attire, he looked like a cowherd, full of vigor, and in his own eyes at this time, there was actually a kind of unfathomable meaning, especially the faint divine brilliance around him, which constantly stirred up the void, affecting the movement of heaven and earth.

Looking into his eyes, Fang Yuan nodded and said, "Exactly!"

The cowherd raised his chin lightly after hearing his words, and said, "I'm Kunshan Shaobo Lu!"

Fang Yuan nodded, but did not speak.

The cowherd waited for a while, couldn't help but frowned, and said, "You haven't heard of my name?"

Fang Yuan nodded, just looked at him quietly.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward...