Chapter 822 After All, It's Just a Nascent Soul

"Kill...Huh?"

As early as the figure in the depths of the cloud gradually approached, the minds of all the cultivators outside were tense to the extreme, and they had been harboring killing intent for an unknown amount of time, but as the figure got closer and closer, their hearts pounded, and the killing intent became more and more intense.

Everyone stared straight at the person who came out of the cloud, with a confused look on their faces.

The person who came was a young man in a green robe, tall and tall, with a bookish face, standing quietly outside the clouds.

Many people in the venue had seen this person, even if they had no contact with this person, they had seen this person from the portraits circulating in the world, or from a distance in the audience on a certain occasion, so all the murderous intentions disappeared in a short time.

Many people even felt a sense of absurdity in their hearts!

Fang Yuan, the leader of the Six Paths?

The first party of the three teams?

Fang Yuan, Dao Zi of Wangqing Island?

Fang Yuan, the devil general?

Fang Yuan, the world's fourth largest Nine Pattern Formation Master?

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In the eyes of different people, Fang Yuan has different identities, but he is indeed Fang Yuan.

No one expected that Fang Yuan, who is said to have been deriving the formation in Yilou, would appear in Langya Pavilion, let alone that so many things happened before, and he didn't leave the customs, but now, he suddenly appeared.

There are already many people looking at Donghuang Mountain with extremely strange eyes.

There was some absurdity in that look, even anger.

"You want to say that Mr. Fang Yuan is the Lord of Darkness?"

"What kind of a bastard and an egg are you kidding?"

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Layers of anger suddenly erupted like a volcano, covering the void outside Langya Pavilion. Among the immortal army in the field, countless people thought that the Lord of Darkness that Donghuang Mountain was referring to was Fang Yuan.

Under such eyes, even the aristocratic Tianjiao and the guardians of Donghuang Mountain, who most supported the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, felt a little guilty. The guardian of Donghuang Mountain was even more grateful in his heart. He actually suggested to the Little Saint Master that Fang Yuan, the only opponent on the way of the Little Saint Master who might hinder him, should be designated as an accomplice of the Lord of Darkness, but he was rejected by the Little Saint Master.

Looking at the reactions of the cultivators around, it is fortunate that the little saint master refused, otherwise there must be a joke now.

When he was rejoicing in his heart, he was also furious, and he took a few steps forward coldly, condescending in mid-air, and shouted at Fang Yuan: "Why did you appear here, the Lord of Darkness, why don't you let him speak out quickly..."

All the cultivators around realized that the Lord of Darkness mentioned by Donghuang Mountain was not Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to the guardian of Donghuang Mountain at all, he stood in front of Langya Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Looking up, he made eye contact with the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain.

This was the first time the two of them met. The moment their eyes met, an invisible circle of light seemed to spread in the void.

"What are you doing here?"

He spoke calmly, and when he spoke, he just looked at the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain.

The guard of Donghuang Mountain shouted sharply: "We are here, what else do we need to tell you?"

It was quiet.

The angry voice of the guard of Donghuang Mountain dissipated in the void, and dispersed slowly, with an embarrassing lingering sound.

Fang Yuan didn't seem to hear his words, and no one around dared to speak.

So he said it like no one heard him.

The face of the guard of Donghuang Mountain was flushed with suffocated anger, but at this moment, the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain slowly opened his mouth, bowed to Fang Yuan, and said seriously: "We are here to capture the Lord of Darkness, and we have a public case!"

Hearing the little holy master speak, the master of the family, the ambitious fairy army, started to move again.

The appearance of Fang Yuan disrupted their plans and caught everyone off guard.

But since the little holy master opened his mouth, of course he still has to do what he has to do.

But unexpectedly, just when their killing intent was about to be brought up again, Fang Yuan suddenly said: "The Lord of Darkness has been executed, and will soon be handed over to the Immortal League to be judged by the people of the world. You don't need to make a big fuss now, just go back like this!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

And not far away, Yunshang, Tiankui sage, etc., on the clouds of Xianmeng and the masters of the holy land, were slightly relieved.

It stands to reason that Fang Yuan's cultivation base is not as good as theirs, and his status is not as good as them, but in front of the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, it seems that only this person can resist so easily, and he is the only one who can say something casually, which is not so disobedient.

And after listening to Fang Yuan's words, there were endless whispers among the people in Donghuang Mountain.

"The Lord of Darkness has already been punished?"

"Could it be that Mr. Fang Yuan shot again and took him down?"

"It must be, otherwise, how could Mr. Fang Yuan appear in Langya Pavilion at this time by such a coincidence?"

"Hey, Little Saint Master of East Emperor Mountain, after all, it's still one step too late!"

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In the endless discussion, many people's faces gradually changed.

Among them, the mountain guardians of Donghuang Mountain are the head, and there are many ambitious family heads, old monsters who have just entered the world and escaped from the world. They came to Langya Pavilion to break Langya Pavilion by capturing the Lord of Darkness. Let this ten-thousand-year holy land disappear, carve up the heritage of Langya Pavilion, and even kick off the prelude to the struggle for the co-lord of the world...

How could anyone have thought that Fang Yuan would appear at this time?

And he said lightly, and he wanted to let all the cultivators go back. How can there be such a thing?

We really have to go back, so what is this big move?

In the dead silence, the guardian of Donghuang Mountain did not speak immediately.

He said a few words just now, but the two words were ignored, which already gave him a subtle feeling in his heart.

If he continued, he would lose face, so he temporarily shut up.

Of course, it is not convenient to let my little saint master speak at this time, I just hope that the people around will have some brains...

"Junior Brother Fang Yuan, please get out of the way!"

At this moment, suddenly on the clouds in the mid-air, a voice rang softly.

All the cultivators hurriedly looked around, only to see that the speaker was a tall and thin man who looked about thirty or forty years old. Someone recognized him as Liu Xichen, Taoist son of the Liu family among the thirty-two ancient clans. He was originally one of the Four Sages and Eight Heroes of Zhongzhou. Ying, also has a full sense of superior demeanor.

He looked down from mid-air, and said calmly: "The Lord of Darkness is a public enemy of the world. Naturally, it should be judged by the people of the world. We are here just for him. Gods block and kill Gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. We must take him down. Although you are also dedicated to the public, you are only a Nascent Soul after all. This Lord of Darkness is very powerful. Be careful not to hurt you!"

When he said these words, the minds of all the cultivators changed rapidly several times.

At first, when all the cultivators heard Liu Xichen call Fang Yuan "junior brother", they all felt a little awkward. After all, although Fang Yuan was younger than him and became famous later than him, considering Fang Yuan's merits and virtues, in this world, even the Lord of the Holy Land would be equal to him. How can you call him your junior brother so carelessly when you are a person of aristocratic family and Daoist level?

But after hearing what he said, all the cultivators suddenly came to their senses.

yes……

No matter how famous Fang Yuan's reputation is, no matter how great his merits are, he is only a Nascent Soul!

His good fortune was cut off at Kunlun Mountain, and within a thousand years, there is no hope of becoming a god again!

People like myself came here with killing intent, how could they be blocked by a Nascent Soul?

Of course, apart from those who have these thoughts, there are also some people who feel a little uncomfortable. After all, Fang Yuan’s meritorious deeds are not small. When the four major secret realms of Kunlun Mountain were opened, he was the most qualified to enter, but in order to help the world develop a great formation, he couldn’t get away, so he became a person who had no good luck and was promoted to the god of transformation, and became a victim of the world...

The road to cultivation has been cut off, so how can you laugh at him at this time?

It's just that although there are quite a few people who have this kind of thought, they can't say it out at this time. Besides, many people think about the benefits and greed after taking down Langya Pavilion, so they suppress the guilt in their hearts, and they are no longer so guilty...

"Hehe, that's right, Junior Brother Fang Yuan is just a Nascent Soul, you'd better not get involved in these things, don't get hurt!"

"The Lord of Darkness is a public enemy of the world, and he can no longer be handed over to the Xianmeng. Let us capture him by ourselves!"

"Fellow daoists, don't ignore him. You heard what he said just now. The Lord of Darkness is indeed in the Langya Pavilion. Let's break into the Langya Pavilion right now, capture the Lord of Darkness, and judge him in public, so as to give the world an explanation..."

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Amidst the endless chaos of voices, a sneer appeared on the face of the guard of Donghuang Mountain.

On the other side of the fairy cloud, Saint Tiankui, the ancestor of Wangqing Island, and others had a slightly sad face.

"The fruit in the world is sick..."

Fang Yuan's face turned slightly cold when he heard those words that were either harsh, sarcasm, or greedy.

But he patiently waited for the voices of those people to fall, and then he raised his head. Instead of moving away, he took another step forward and said in a low voice: "The Lord of Darkness, you can capture him, but don't do too much in other things. Whether you are here to capture someone this time or something else, I must be clear in my heart, this Langya Pavilion cannot be destroyed by you!"

In mid-air, the noisy sound that just rang out suddenly became a little depressing again.

Of course they could ridicule, but seeing Fang Yuan's serious face, no one dared to crush him directly.

And at this time, Liu Xichen finally couldn't hold back his anger, and took another step forward, saying in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Fang Yuan, I know that you have made great contributions to this world, but it concerns the Lord of Darkness. If you don't let me go, don't blame me for asking you to let me go!"

Fang Yuan's eyes were indifferent, he looked up at him, and said, "Then invite you!"