"We are not ......"

Looking at Fang Yuan's calm face in front of him, looking at the person who should not have appeared in this world again no matter what, Ji Lao Immortal had a bitter throat and spoke with difficulty, wanting to say that things were not like this, he wanted to say that he came to this battlefield, but he never showed up, did not participate in the assassination, if there is an innocent person in this battlefield, it is himself......

But he only said four words, and his body felt that his whole body was enveloped by an invisible force, which seemed to intimidate his mind and cut off the power of his speech, and he knew that no one believed him when he said this.

"What's not good to play, you have to engage in these plagues, once it gets out of control, it will cause disaster to the world!"

When Fang Yuan spoke, a white flame flowed out of his palm, and the flame seemed to be water, covering the whole body of the old monster, and wherever he passed, the body of the old immortal turned into ashes inch by inch, and disappeared step by step.

This method of killing people is not fast at all, nor is it fierce.

But in the eyes of everyone around me, I felt an indescribable horror.

They don't understand why a dignified infant overhaul can be killed so simply.

And when some kind of bitterness appeared in their hearts, Fang Yuan had already turned to look at them.

He still looked so calm, there didn't seem to be any anger on his face that he had been assassinated, he was almost cornered, and there was no joy for the rest of his life, almost all emotions were absent, he just slowly swept his gaze over everyone around him.

It was as if counting their numbers one by one, and then slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "Kill them all!"

There were still a lot of people around, but when they heard such simple words, they didn't come away for a while.

Guan Ao, who had the simplest thoughts, was full of ecstasy and shouted, "Good ......"

By the time he had said that, he had already slashed it out.

Bang!

The boundless sword qi was hundreds of zhang long, carrying the terrifying red lotus karmic fire, and all those who were shrouded by this sword qi were instantly torn apart, and the primordial infant was burned, screaming miserably, and pieces of broken corpses and burning divine souls fell sharply from this air.

Just now, because Fang Yuan was encased in the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, he was worried about Fang Yuan, he just wanted to rescue Fang Yuan, although he had accumulated a stomach of anger and hatred, he didn't let go of the people around him, and now, seeing that Fang Yuan was safe and sound, this anger exploded all of a sudden, his eyes had become red and bloody, and he viciously slashed at the surrounding cultivators.

"Well, I'm finally relieved......"

The dragon also laughed strangely, turned around and rushed to the front of the four or five yuan infants, and said with a strange smile: "Do my pants look good?"

"By the orders of the Daozi!"

And at this time, the old deacon of Forgetful Island, who had just reacted, was also so excited that he couldn't help himself, tore his throat, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "The person who committed the assassination this time, no matter where he comes from, there is no one left, and no one is left!"

"No......"

The dozen or so gods who were loyal to the Island of Forgetfulness also shouted loudly and rushed to the four directions.

"This man...... This man is a monster......"

And facing the awe-inspiring killing intent of Fang Yuan's side, the assassins around him were all terrified, until now, they couldn't understand how Fang Yuan escaped from the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, they only knew that things were out of control, and what they thought they were going to kill was just a Holy Land Daozi of the Yuanying Realm, but now they are facing a monster that Nine Dragons can't even refine from the Fire Cover!

"Run ......"

And the first reaction to this frightened thought is to flee.

There were many of them, and they dispersed with a bang, and immediately fled in all directions, the black pressure pressed a group of people, Yuan Ying fled the fastest, the immortal army fled slowly, and there were some stupid and bold ones in it, at this time, they still rushed towards Fang Yuan with a magic weapon, and turned into a pot of porridge.

When the white cat saw this scene, he frowned.

In this chaos, there will be people who will run away anyway, which makes it a little dissatisfied.

But the next moment, it saw a scene that satisfied it.

Fang Yuan, who was standing in the void, looked at the chaos around him, his eyes were slightly cold, and he formed a magic seal.

Bang!

The green qi around him was rolling, growing infinitely, and in an instant, it turned into a huge and incomparably huge cloud, and in this cloud, there were nine dragons burning with terrifying flames flying, going straight in all directions, intertwining and swimming, surrounding this land for thousands of miles, forming a huge circle of fire, and blocking all the way!

I don't know how many people rushed to the side of the fire ring and tried to escape, but they were frightened back by the terrible divine fire.

That is the divine fire that can kill gods and demons, how can they resist it?

"Oh no, I can't escape......"

"I'm surrounded by that cloud of fire, what should I ......do?"

“……”

“……”

Desperate cries rang out, with endless panic and trembling.

They felt that they were shrouded in a shroud of despair, surrounded by a flame that could refine all things.

If you have to describe it, this is a Nine Dragons Xuanhuo Cover that has been magnified countless times!

And Fang Yuan, who had done all this, walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, and his voice contained a trace of murderous intent: "I said that I want to kill all of you, that is, I want to kill all of you, and none of you can be allowed to live!"

As Sen Ran spoke, he went straight to the three mysterious old cultivators.

Obviously, they are all people from the Nine Heavens, important people around Prince Li Taiyi.

Just now, when they saw the Ji Lao Immortals being refined to death by Fang Yuansheng, they were already extremely frightened, and when they saw that there was no hope of escape, they simply shouted desperately, and rushed straight towards Fang Yuan.

Similar to the Eight Treasure Plague Gourd, their magic weapon is also some strange cloth bags, white bone umbrellas full of bottles and cans, and a plant more than a foot long, as if made of white bones, and it is also covered with red flutes like red veins......

"Buzz ......"

In that strange cloth bag, countless translucent cantharids flew out, gathering in the air, just like dark clouds, and black pressure surged towards Fang Yuan. And the white bone umbrella full of bottles and cans, but once it was opened, between heaven and earth, there was immediately darkness, as if it was shrouded in a certain cover, and the indescribable depressing atmosphere made people's hearts beat!

The most terrifying thing was the flute, as soon as it was blown, the sound was sharp, and countless red skeletons appeared in the void, flying from all directions, and everywhere they passed, not a single grass grows, even if someone is near them, they are also absorbed from all life!

"Hula!"

Facing the strange magic weapon they sacrificed, Fang Zhi directly waved his sleeves and greeted them.

The green qi around him was agitated, and a huge Vermilion Bird Thunder Spirit appeared out of thin air, spreading its huge wings, and the fire clouds were blazing in the sky.

That was the Fire Aspect Thunder Spirit that Fang Yuan had refined before!

This thunder spirit is made by melting the fire essence with the thunder will, and it contains the powerful power of the thunder intent and the fire essence, but after all, the fire spirit that Fang Yuan used to refine it before was just an ordinary fire spirit taken out of the underground lava, so this thunder spirit is not much different, and its divine power has always been the weaker one among the four thunder spirits that Fang Yuan cultivated......

But now, Fang Yuan had refined the Fire God Flame, which had made the power of this Fire Thunder Spirit greatly increase.

The flame of the Fire God is comparable to the immortal source, once it is refined into Fang Yuan's mana, this fire intent will merge with the Vermilion Bird Thunder Spirit, making this Vermilion Bird Thunder Spirit appear earth-shaking changes, a bright and flickering flame, but now it has become white, as dazzling as the sun, surrounded by golden feathers, shining brightly, a pair of Danfeng eyes, it seems to have given birth to endless spirituality......

This was originally a manifestation of power, but now it seems to have a life of its own!

"Whoa......

Facing those several strange magic weapons, the Vermilion Bird Thunder Spirit rushed forward with a cloud of fire, leaving a distorted void.

The translucent cantharids met this fire, and there was no resistance at all, like a moth that pounced on the fire, and only made a soft "snort" sound, and then turned into a little fine smoke, and disappeared in mid-air, as clean as washing.

The white bone umbrella unfolded in the air, and the bottles and jars hanging on it spewed out all kinds of different liquids, which flew up for nine days, and the sky was full of dark clouds, and all kinds of celestial phenomena were endless, including poisonous rain with a rancid smell, and flying snow that showed a certain blue color, and there were hail of poisonous insects the size of pigeon's eggs.

But when the Vermilion Bird Lei Ling saw this, only half of his wings swept towards the Nine Heavens.

The scorching fire intent rose into the air, causing the dark clouds in the air to directly cross the sky, and even the dark demon breath was swept away by its wings, I don't know how much, this demon abyss that has not seen the light of day for many years, actually has a moment of clarity.

"Wow!"

And as the dark clouds were cleared, a flame actually rose on the white bone umbrella, and it burned into a ball.

In the end, what came up was the skeleton flying spirit summoned by the blood-colored flute, which came in groups, extremely terrifying, cold and cold, like a wave, but the Vermilion Bird Thunder Spirit, but in an instant, directly opened its mouth wide, and there was a strong and incomparably strong attraction, wrapping the endless skeleton, and the long whale sucked water as if it were swallowing it one by one, and there was no sound at all.

Whether it's a cantharid, a white bone umbrella, or a blood-patterned flute, they are all vulnerable in the face of this flame!

"What a realm of supernatural powers ...... this"

The three mysterious old cultivators of the Nine Heavens, screaming in despair, no longer had the slightest intention to fight, turned their heads and fled, rushing into a group of chaotic monks, using the figures of those people, hiding their figures, completely ignoring any face, just wanting to stay away from Fang Yuan......

They don't know what kind of opponent they're facing......

…… Is this a god-incarnation?

Just looking at their fleeing figures, Fang Yuan watched from afar, his brows furrowed.

Raise your sword, turn around, and step out at the same time.

"Whew!"

A sword light crossed the sky, slashing out a trail of crimson blood.

Including the three mysterious old cultivators, a group of heads flew in the air, which was very beautiful.

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