Chapter 727

"Hey, little Li'er, I met you when I was ten years old, and I've been hearing that you showed your talents and rose up among your peers. It wasn't until you became the crown prince 1,500 years ago that you changed your name to Li Taiyi. Since then, you have been cultivating behind closed doors, and you have rarely shown yourself. The old man still thinks that you are an outstanding person in the world. Who would have thought that with such a great way, you would have reached such a level?"

The old man called "Mr. Tianji" sighed softly, patted Li Taiyi on the shoulder, and said: "I heard that you were born at the same time as Wangqingdao Daozi before, and I was a little disappointed in you. I also heard that the two of you were fighting on the edge of the devil, and I was a little disappointed in you. Now, even dare to meddle in such a major assassination matter, even the old man is very dissatisfied with you..."

Listening to Mr. Tianji's words, Li Taiyi just looked dazed and mournful, as if he couldn't even speak.

His cultivation was actually higher than this old formation master, but after Fang Yuan snatched the Seven Treasure Thunder Tree and cut off the emperor's face above his head with a single sword, he completely seemed to have lost his soul.

"Mr. Tianji..."

And at this time, under the Bahuang City, no matter it was Elder Gu Tie, Qin Wuya, Mo Feiliu, or even the generals, deacons, etc. who knew this old man and had a certain status and could come out to salute, they all rushed forward to salute.

In the midair, there were countless figures in the darkness, all of them appeared and bowed in salute.

"Hehe, old friend Tianji, you really came to Bahuang City..."

But the words hadn't finished yet, and in the depths of Bahuang City, several old cultivators dressed in blue robes, with a deep breath, and unspeakably terrifying, also rushed over through the void. When all the cultivators saw it, their hearts skipped a beat. These old cultivators were in the Bahuang City.

Even they, at this time, took the initiative to show up to welcome them.

There is no way, this old master is too powerful. Although he is only a Nascent Soul, his status is as noble as that of Huashen.

In the world of practice, it is said that strength is the most important thing, but sometimes, it should be said that "ability" is the most important thing.

This Mr. Tianji is only a high-level cultivation of Nascent Soul, or even a divine infant. If he really wanted to do something, Guan Ao might hit them both with one hand. But in terms of status, even if he is a lot of old monsters, they should respect him and salute him sincerely.

There is no other, because this old man is one of the world's three great nine-pattern array masters.

His disciples and grandchildren in the formation are probably all over the practice world, and there are not many around this demon alone.

More importantly, although this old man is not high in terms of cultivation, he is not ranked high in the Nascent Soul Realm, but if he has set up a formation somewhere and let someone attack him, even the old monster of Huashen will have to think carefully...

"Hehe, it's easy to say, easy to say, don't make it so troublesome!"

That day, Mr. Ji smiled and asked people to excuse him, then looked at Elder Gu Tie and the others, and said, "I know that the old white robe is not in the city now, so who is the person in charge he left behind?"

Among the crowd, Qin Wuya, the second disciple of the white-robed Zhanxian, stood up hastily, and said, "Before leaving, Master, please tell the junior director!"

Mr. Tianji shook his head and sighed, and said: "Since you are the director, you have had such a big trouble!"

Qin Wuya's face suddenly became embarrassing, and he couldn't help looking at Fang Yuan, quite resentful.

Not only him, but others also looked at Fang Yuan with complicated eyes.

Under the harmony of everyone, Fang Yuan defeated Li Taiyi. It can be said that his reputation was greatly improved. In the hearts of all the cultivators, they couldn't help but feel a little more awe.

They all thought that Mr. Tianji was going to protect Li Taiyi, so they couldn't help but hesitate in their hearts.

At this time, no one wanted to offend Fang Yuan, but they had to care about what the old man meant...

"Don't look at him, the old man is talking about you!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Tianji saw Qin Wuya's eyes, but he was a little dissatisfied, and said: "Before the accident, you should not let him have an accident. After the accident, you should deal with the matter. It is your fault that there will be an assassination of the god general, and after this incident, you think too much, hesitate, and cause this kind of trouble, it is just adding to your past..."

Qin Wuya was dumbfounded, thinking how could I have committed so many mistakes when I didn't do anything...

"Take little carp down!"

Mr. Tianji sighed, waved his big sleeves, and said: "Don't worry about Jiu Chongtian's attitude. Since he is beside the devil, he is a master general. If he made a mistake, he will be imprisoned for the time being. For the rest, after the old white robe returns, he will make his own decision!"

"Wow..."

Countless people around heard this, and their faces changed drastically.

I thought that Mr. Tianji was going to help Li Taiyi, but I didn't expect it to be the opposite.

This is the majestic prince of Jiuchongtian, because he participated in the assassination, he was imprisoned by Mobian. No matter what kind of results are found out afterwards, the matter will quickly spread throughout the world, and between Mobian and Jiuchongtian, there is no room for recovery. With everyone in the world watching, this matter will become so big that no one can cover it up with one hand.

Even more desperate are those aristocratic families, orthodoxy, etc. that have ghosts in their hearts.

There was despair in their hearts.

I thought that this time, with Jiu Chongtian standing in front of them, they would undoubtedly be much safer, but I didn't expect that the prince of Jiu Chongtian was beaten to death by Fang Yuan, and then sent to prison in public, so how can they protect themselves?

I don't know how many people, their faces turned gray and defeated.

"Wait..."

Just at this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded.

These desperate practitioners were all overjoyed, thinking that there was a turning point.

Then it became clear that the speaker was Mo Feiliu, the third disciple under the White Robe Fighting Immortal Throne. She glanced slowly over a group of people who had stopped them when they saw that Fang Yuan was in danger and were about to rescue them. If you want to check, start with them first!"

After all, those who were lucky before now felt hopeless.

"Take it!"

This time, Qin Wuya didn't say anything, and couldn't allow him to say anything.

Those masters in the realm of transforming gods in Bahuang City all showed up, so no one dared to play tricks under their noses.

"Fang Xiaoyou, are you satisfied with this?"

When Mr. Tianji arrived at this time, he turned and looked at Fang Yuan.

He didn't call Fang Yuan Daozi, nor did he call him a god general, but he called him Xiaoyou.

In the world of practice, the word "little friend" is very respectable. Calling it "small" often means that the person who said it is much older than the other person, and calling it "you" means that this age is nothing. To some extent, two people can be regarded as eye level.

Fang Yuan's expression remained calm, he bowed to Mr. Tianji, and said, "Satisfied!"

Mr. Tianji smiled and said, "If you are satisfied, then hurry up and take someone back..."

He was a little helpless as he said that, he glanced in all directions, and said: "It's really embarrassing to have such a big battle in front of Bahuang City. It's better to have some rules. You can take these people away, but you can rest assured that the old man has long known about the old man's coming, and he will surely miss what he is going to do this time. In these two days, he should be back..."

Hearing these words, Fang Yuan knew that Mr. Tianji was giving himself a vague guarantee.

Feeling relieved, he said, "Obey!"

After saying that, he straightened up, stepped on the void, and walked down from the Bahuang City step by step.

Under the city, there was a torrent of people, and countless eyes looked at Fang Yuan.

Some people looked excited. They were those who respected Fang Yuan and came to support him. Fang Yuan forcefully forced the Prince Jiuchongtian in the Bahuang City and imprisoned him. This result really exceeded everyone's expectations. It also made people see that Fang Yuan was still so strong, and his strength represented the victory of those who supported him!

... actually won?

People like us can actually win by arm wrestling with people from Jiuchongtian?

An indescribable feeling appeared.

Before that, even if Fang Yuan was also a Daoist of Wangqing Island, he looked no different from Prince Li Taiyi of Jiuchongtian, but the cultivators still felt that Fang Yuan was inferior to Li Taiyi. After all, he came from a poor family.

But as he took down Li Taiyi forcefully, this kind of mentality disappeared.

On the contrary, there are people in despair.

They looked at Fang Yuan, not even daring to show anger in their eyes, only despair...

... something that is clearly very sure, how did it become like this?

Fang Yuan passed by all kinds of gazes, thanked all the cultivators in the city, and, surrounded by the army of Zhenmoguan, set off again and walked towards Zhenmoguan. At this time, he calmed down and knew that this time the matter was successful.

After leaving the Bahuang City, the old deacon came to Fang Yuan's side and said in a low voice, "Daozi..."

Fang Yuan knew what he was going to say, so he said, "Those nails buried in our gate can be pulled out and killed!"

The old deacon nodded, and said with a wry smile: "This time, the whole devil's side is probably going to have their heads rolled!"