Chapter 662 Dragon Slaying Braves

"Hehe, Empress Baishi, for such a child who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, is Wangqing Island going to do this?"

Seeing Wangqing Island's fortified defenses and seeing them appear, they formed a formation without saying a word, clearly making them look like enemies, and the people who appeared in the surrounding heavens also froze slightly at the same time.

"Since you know my previous name, you should also be an old friend. Since you came to my South China Sea, you didn't hand over the greeting card, but you came in dignifiedly, but you asked Guigui Chongchong to hide it from the four secret guards, and you waited in the sky for so long, why did you come?"

The Great Elder, Empress Baishi, smiled coldly, and her energy was concentrated, no worse than those people.

Facing outsiders at this time, she lost her usual gentle and introverted expression on the island. Instead, she showed some domineering arrogance. She glanced at the heavens and said, "Furthermore, this is for my son-in-law of Wangqing Island, distributing dragon souls and rewarding those who have made meritorious service.

"Haha, Empress Baishi's words are wrong..."

In the sky in the South China Sea, after the red flames, there was a shrill voice, and said with a smile: "We just respect the ancestors of Wangqing Island, so it is inconvenient to meet in person, so as not to be difficult to talk about in the future, but this kid, taking the world's public property as his own and distributing it arbitrarily, is really doing nonsense. How can we just sit back and not come and ask?"

"The matter of the dragon soul is private or public. I don't care for now, but what my uncle said is right. It is true that the dragon soul is the seal of the Saintess of Wangqing Island, and it is true that my uncle brought it back. This seal can only be opened by him. Doesn't he have the power to distribute it?"

After hearing the sharp words, Empress Baishi sneered, and said: "As for the public property of the world you mentioned... I just want to ask you one question, if this so-called public property of the world is really in your hands, can it still be regarded as a public property of the world?"

In the void, everyone fell silent, their expressions were slightly cold, and there was a hint of anger emerging.

After a long while, Xixi suddenly had a gaze that pierced through the layers of clouds and saw Fang Yuan's face directly, and said solemnly: "Son, you are not qualified to allocate this dragon soul with thousands of words, let's leave it to the Immortal Alliance to be the master, so as not to cause trouble for the upper body!"

"Bold!"

In the southwest sky, on a blue island, suddenly there was a figure flying into the sky with a sword, and yelled at the place where the voice came from, "What are you, you dare to threaten me, the Son of the South Sea, do you really think that there are many girls in Wangqing Island, so you dare not kill God?"

"Fairy Bihuo, you are still so irritable!"

Another voice rang out and said with a deep smile: "Wangqing Island in the South China Sea is one of the seven holy places. Who in the world would dare to underestimate it, but even the seven holy places have to be reasonable. If you really want to protect this stubborn boy and let him waste the dragon soul that is related to the great plan of the catastrophe, won't you be afraid of offending the people of the world and making this Wangqing island an enemy of the world?"

"joke!"

In the northwest sky, on a seemingly bare island with only a shimmering metallic luster, there was a voice implying killing, and a golden light shone in the sky, and a female general in gold armor slowly stepped into the air, holding a three-foot-long golden gun with dragon patterns in her hand. What about public enemies..."

His eyes turned cold, and he sneered, "...hehe, don't I, Wangqing Island, have the qualifications to be a public enemy?"

"..."

"..."

The situation on the field suddenly became serious.

The powerful monks in the heavens also seemed to fall silent.

They didn't expect that the strength of Wangqing Island far exceeded their imagination, and it seemed that they really didn't care about going to war. However, now that the catastrophe is only 20 years away, who would really dare to go to war with an existence like Wangqing Island at this time?

After a long silence, the murderous intent became more and more intense.

Finally, someone couldn't help but looked at Fang Yuan coldly: "Son, do you really want to hit the south wall?"

On the Xiantai, all the cultivators were shocked when they saw this scene.

With countless gazes, Qi Shua Shua looked at Fang Yuan.

In the final analysis, this matter still has to fall on Fang Yuan. Even with the support of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea, but now that so many big figures are staring at him, and the other party doesn't even hide the murderous intent in his heart, how dare he arbitrarily allocate this dragon soul?

Facing these gazes, Fang Yuan slowly stood up.

With a blank expression on his face, he looked straight at the air machines in the air, without any fear, he just cupped his hands at the elders of Wangqing Island, and said: "Seniors, I have made my own decision on this matter, so you don't need to worry about me!"

After saying all this, he turned around slightly and said to the sky: "Are the seniors here to ask for the dragon soul?"

Hearing what he said, the voices of those people softened, and one of them sneered: "Although we are not waiting for you to beg for the dragon soul, we can't allow you to waste the dragon soul at will. You are too immature now, and you are not qualified to allocate dragon souls. Hand over the ten thousand dragon soul beads, go back to practice hard, and reach the realm of transforming gods, and then come to meddle in such important events in the world!"

"What the seniors said makes sense!"

After being silent for a while, Fang Yuan suddenly opened his mouth to answer.

Everyone around was startled when they heard this, and their expressions became a little complicated.

Even in mid-air, Empress Baishi and the others looked over in surprise.

It seems that Fang Yuan did not expect Fang Yuan to be so eloquent in front of these people.

But what was even more unexpected was that Fang Yuan looked at the eastern sky, the first figure that appeared suddenly smiled, and beckoned to call the Wanlong Soul Orb. At this time, there was still a dragon soul summoned in the Wanlong Soul Orb. When the soul orb moved, the dragon soul wandered around, and immediately rolled up the clouds in half of the sky, and gusts of 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 will give it to you!"

Everyone was stunned.

Thinking that my ears heard it wrong, I am about to hand over the dragon soul?

I don't know how many words I have held back in my stomach, scratching my ears and cheeks anxiously, wishing to come over and remind me.

And above the eastern sky, that existence fell silent, and said after a long while: "Do you really want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yuan said conveniently, "I'll give it to you if I tell you!"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly flew up, his green robe bulging, and spread out above the blue sea.

Then, when he turned around, the dragon soul flew around his body under the influence of the soul orb, rectifying the dragon's posture and swaying mighty power, like a real dragon. When his body moved, a large gust of wind was blown up, whistling across in front of him.

But at this time, 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, his whole body was billowed with green energy, but it turned into a green sword gleaming with cold light in his palm. Then he held the knife, didn't say much meaningless words, just slashed down on the dragon's head fiercely!

"laugh!"

The dragon soul was under the control of the soul orb, so it had no resistance to him, and his knife was fierce, but he raised the knife and dropped it, the huge dragon head rolled down, and then, the whole dragon soul suddenly spread out.

The indescribable billowing energy, containing the mysterious fragments of the Great Dao, turned into a gust of wind in an instant, billowing and swaying, and rolled out straight into the sky. The surface of the sea instantly became shimmering, and the number of people who were enveloped by this extremely rich energy did not know how many people were enveloped by this extremely strong energy.

But in their hearts, they didn't care about joy at all, but became dumbfounded at the same time!

Looking at Fang Yuan's eyes, he was almost dumbfounded with fright!

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...That was the Dragon Soul, how could it be destroyed just like that?

Even Empress Baishi in the air, seeing this scene, instantly changed her expression!

She seemed to want to say something, but held back!

But Fang Yuan was even more impolite at this moment. After slashing the dragon soul, his expression didn't change at all. The green robe was swayed by the violent wind transformed by the dragon soul, but his figure kept turning. He turned to the southern sky again, a red flame, and said in a deep voice: "Since this senior has come, naturally he can't go back empty-handed. This dragon soul has honored you!"

While speaking, a red light flashed in his palm, and another dragon soul appeared, and then he raised the knife again and slashed down heavily.

"laugh"

Another dragon soul shattered, turned into a gust of wind, and scattered over the surrounding islands in the sea.

The cultivation bases of the surrounding cultivators have also increased a bit, but people have turned into petrification.

The white cat squatting not far from Fangyuan, its greedy eyes were straightened, and it kept licking its paws.

"oh……"

Fang Yuan chopped off the second dragon soul, then looked in other directions, and said: "There are still a few seniors, you don't have to be polite!"

While talking in his mouth, his hands were not slow at all, and a dragon soul was pulled back directly, and he was about to chop off with a knife.

"Wait..."

In the middle of the air, a voice suddenly sounded, and the anxious tone changed.

Fang Yuan raised his head coldly, looked into the air, and didn't speak, but his eyes were filled with absolute cruelty.

The voice sounded a little trembling: "You ignorant child, do you know what this is? This is a dragon soul that can be compared to the great cultivation of the realm of transforming gods. The treasure in the world, every time one is lost, the world will lose a little hope of resisting the catastrophe, and you... and you cut three in a row. Do you know that this means that the world has lost three masters? You... You are doing something wrong!"

"Giving it to you is a waste, why can't I cut it off?"

Fang Yuan's voice was very calm, even while speaking, he swung his knife again.

With a sound of "chi", another dragon soul completely collapsed, and the energy was billowing and scattered invisible.

"stop……"

In mid-air, someone was full of anger and yelled fiercely: "You crazy kid, what are you going to do?"

Holding the Ten Thousand Dragon Soul Orb in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, Fang Yuan slowly raised his head.

The knife in his hand pointed towards the distance slowly, and said coldly: "Get lost!"