Chapter 172: Real mysterious yellow 1 gas

"Do you... or refuse?"
Fang Yuan's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, and there was silence for a while. [WWW.SuiMеng.lā
Everyone stared at him stunned, not knowing what he meant, nor even knowing what medicine he sold in the gourd.
It's just obvious that all the disciples of Xianmen at this time actually let out a little breath. As long as Fang Yuan was not the one to fight, then they didn't have to worry too much, and it proved that they didn't believe the wrong person.
It's just that, after being relieved, what followed was doubt...
How did Fang Yuan plan to take them away?
At this time, Brother Xiao Yuan, who was stuck outside the valley, showed a slight expression of joy after his face slightly condensed, and it seemed to escape his life. Of course, this emotion quickly made He felt endless shame.
Oh my god, I'm actually thankful that this cold door gave up fighting with me for this opportunity...
I... how much am I afraid of him?
This hatred filled his heart!
He hated Fang Yuan, and he didn't even want his most proud heritage...
He hated the mud puppet, and actually wanted to give Fang Yuan a random inheritance of half of his inheritance...
He hated those Xianmen disciples, didn't you have a hatred with Fang?
Why are they now so confident in him?
He even hated himself, why did he hate Fang Yuan more and more, instead of despising him more and more?
All kinds of hatred made him a firmer belief!
That is to kill Fang Yuan!
Only by killing him can we wash away the cracks in our Dao heart, and then we can become the high self again...
......Of course it doesn't matter if you don't go back, kill Fang Yuan first!
This caused him to roar again, and the disciples of Xianmen, who were facing the edge of Baihua Valley, will be beaten!
Now that he is getting closer and closer to the valley, the closer he is to the mud puppet that the air machine continues, the mana of his body is getting stronger and stronger, and it can even be clearly seen that the big man made up of hundreds of Xianmen disciples The array, under his strenuous bombardment, has actually appeared a few cracks, and the crowd of Xianmen disciples at this time is also more eccentric and pale, has approached the limit, it seems that in the next effort, it will be He shattered a large array...
"Ignorant young boy..."
The mud puppet, after hearing Fang Yuan’s answer, was silent for a while, and then sneered. There was no anger or even disappointment in the voice, only a slight ridicule and contempt: "The deity looks at you, It’s because your luck is shallow, but you have a good heart, maybe you will see it in the future, but this does not mean that someone can refuse the goodwill of the deity twice in a row..."
"When you said that just now, you missed the path of the deity again, only a dead end!"
When his voice sounded, it seemed that there was some kind of aura to relax.
The feeling was like some kind of existence woke up and said a few words to Fang Yuan, then he had to fall asleep again.
And as he went to sleep, he shrouded the will of the whole valley, and he was converging.
Earlier, it was because his will covered the whole valley that the monsters did not dare to come close, but now with his will, those monsters have gathered together again, and the pressure of the disciples of Xianmen is even more instant. It is several times bigger...
Some of them who had been supporting some reluctance were now endangered...
And on the face of Brother Xiao Yuan, there was suddenly a sneer of laughter!
The other Xianmen disciples were even more alarmed. They still didn’t know what kind of idea Fang Yuan had in their hearts, but they knew that if they didn’t take any measures, they might all die in this valley. ...
In these complex emotions, Fang Yuan just walked forward slowly.
His footsteps have not stopped, and now he has come to the mud puppet, and then said lightly: "Who said there is only one way to die?"
The clay puppet looked at him with some irony: "There is only one line of my heritage, so only one person can leave..."
Fang Yuan exhaled deeply: "But what if I didn't plan to leave?"
His words surprised everyone around him, and looked at him inexplicably.
Even they are thinking, is this party really crazy?
Otherwise, why do you talk about it now, always give people an unpredictable, seemingly calm, but seemingly crazy words?
It's just that what Fang Yuan did is obviously crazier.
He suddenly exhaled a breath between his chest and abdomen, and then his air machine rose wildly.
That's the mana that Xuan Huang practiced in one tactic!
In the eyes of the disciples of the Xianmen, that mana is terrible!
It was clear that Fang had only practiced for about three years. One mana has actually reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi practice, and even touched the edge of the nineth level of Qi practice. The strength of this mana is simply terrifying, and even more terrifying, That mana awesomely gives people a feeling of incomparable confusing, not only the authentic Xuanmen of the dark immortality of the fairy road, but also the meaning of the strange and unspeakable, and some impenetrable darkness...
At this time they looked at Fang Yuan, as if looking at a bottomless abyss...
Can't see through, don't understand!
When the popular machines are exposed, you can see his cultivation behavior at a glance!
But Fang Yuan wasn’t. He showed it now, but it made people feel deeper and unfathomable!
But what makes people wonder more is, what does Fang Yuan's cultivation practice reveal now?
To know that his mana is so strong, it is totally worthless compared to the Qi machine on the clay puppet!
Mud puppets are already dead, only a little residual will.
But this residual will alone is enough to repair Fang Yuan this time and crush it countless times!
"In fact, it is very simple to solve the current problem..."
Fang Yuan showed his cultivation behavior, sighed softly, and looked at the clay puppet seriously, saying: "We don't have to leave, we just need to let you go. You are the stator of this lake, because With your presence, the dark magic breath in the magic breath lake will stay here honestly, and this piece of magic breath lake will exist, that is to say, you are part of the magic breath lake!"
The disciples around Xianmen didn't quite understand these words, but Luo Feiling's eyes lit up.
The existence of this mud puppet was originally one of the highest secrets of Moxi Lake or Demon Valley everywhere. The ordinary Xianmen disciples didn't know about it, but she knew about it, everything Fang Yuan knew, I told him before.
That's why she heard Fang Yuan's words, and she guessed something.
But he frowned tightly, because he didn’t know what to do...
"Even so..."
The will of the mud puppeteer fluctuated slightly and didn't care: "What can you do with your ant-like power?"
The clay puppet is telling the truth!
In front of it, Fang Yuan is indeed similar to the ants, even if all the Xianmen disciples add up, their strength may be nothing to the mud puppets. It says that these people are ants, and there is no insult. Meaning, just the truth!
But Fang Yuan listened, but instead laughed a little like crazy: "Is it?"
Then at the end of his breath, he suddenly gathered all his strength and beat him towards the clay puppet!
boom!
His blow contained all his mana, and his momentum was extremely dangerous!
All the disciples of the Immortal Gate, including the true biography here, probably don't dare to take such a terrible blow directly!
But this blow, like a breeze in front of the mud puppet!
It seems to be simply standing here, but it is connected with the entire Moxi Lake, and the air machine is infinite. Fang Yuan's blow is simply shooting towards the entire Moxi Lake. Even the problem is ridiculous...
Not to mention that the mud puppet did not take this blow into his eyes, and the disciples of the Immortal Gate were also extremely puzzled.
And Brother Xiao Yuan couldn't help but laugh aloud, and then went straight into it and killed Fang Yuan under his hands!
However, at the end of their breath, they were shocked at the same time.
Because Fang Yuan's blow was not only weak, but also the wrong direction...
He didn't hit the mud puppet at all, but under the mud puppet!
On the mud puppet's body, kneeling with countless dead bones, Fang Yuan had seen in his dreams. These dead bones were all the enemies who were against the mud puppets during his lifetime. After their death, they were all settled here. Kneeling at him for everlasting life, confessing to him for everlasting life, now, these dead bones have already praised the quiet grievances, but only calmed by the mud puppet, but uneasy forever...
At this time, Fang Yuan was hitting those dead bones!
Compared to those withered bones, his blow is still very weak...
But his purpose was not to crush these dead bones...
"I can't do anything..."
His voice sounded loudly when he beat Xuanhuang's spirit: "But they can!"
boom!
The dozens of hundreds of bones, scattered and scattered, knelt around the mud puppets, and each of the bones was emboldened with strong grievances, intersecting with each other, which made all the grievances form a piece of suppressed anger The existence of the sea is like a volcano reaching the edge of an eruption, but it is forcibly held by a mud puppet, and it has maintained the most basic balance and stability...
But with Fang Yuan's Xuanhuang qi coming over, the situation has changed dramatically...
All the grievances that were suppressed for thousands of years suddenly got a vent!
"what are you doing?"
The roar of the clay puppet suddenly rang and shook all directions.
At this moment, it seems that even Moxi Lake is turbulent.
But at this time, Fang Yuan's voice was even more overbearing and decisive: "Of course, it is accepting inheritance..."
"...But I don't like your heritage, theirs is okay!"
Fang Yuan's voice was louder than the other. At the end, there was a kind of momentum that could shake the clay puppets: "I use the strength of mysterious yellow to help you merge your strength in one place. If your dry bones, there are A little will exists, then give me your strength, and I will use your inheritance to pull out the stator of the Moxi Lake and help you to be comfortable!"
boom! boom! boom!
When Fang Yuan's Xuanhuang's gas enveloped those withered bones, the mutation became abrupt.
Above one of the dead bones, the force struck with amazing resentment, and suddenly rose up and merged into his mysterious yellow gas, and then made Fang Yuan's already somewhat confusing mysterious yellow gas, changed suddenly in this It is more complicated and more powerful. That kind of power has already exceeded the limit of Fang Yuan's cultivation, and it almost has the momentum of skyrocketing!
Immediately after, there are other dead bones!
All withered bones exude a breath of breath!
They already had strong grievances, and there was a little residual will in their bodies, but this was also the mud puppet intentionally left behind, because only in this way can they feel the shame of kneeling in front of them all their lives!
For thousands of years, they did not want to get rid of the crackdown of mud puppets, and left here to get comfortable.
But after all, they are dead, and their individual powers are not as good as mud puppets. They are scattered and cannot be freed from the mud puppets. In this way, they can only kneel together. The only change is that the grievances are getting deeper and deeper. Crying for some reason...
But now, Fang Yuan has given them a chance!
He used his own huanghuang gas to gather these scattered resentments together!
Xuanhuang's spirit is inherently all-encompassing.
If other people's mana will only make these grievances burst out, scattered and clear, but Fang Yuan's Xuan Huang remembers at one time, but can integrate all these grievances into a powerful force...
Then through this gathered power, the smash puppet's repression is truly broken.
"You... are looking for death..."
Mud puppets are really angry in this moment.
Then with the silent power roaring, between the heavens and the earth, the magic cloud was rolling for a while, visible to the naked eye, on his body, a powerful air plane flew out, blessing on Brother Xiao Yuan outside the valley, and then Xiao Yuan Brother’s power instantly increased countless times, but this was because it could no longer care about whether Brother Xiao Yuan could bear it. He would use this body to suppress Fang Yuan!
Before, he had never looked at the Upper Plains, thinking he was just a ants, but now it has obviously changed.
This ants has really threatened him!
"Uh"
At this moment, Brother Xiao Yuan had porcelain-like cracks all over his body, and blood burst out, but his vitality was soaring, his hands moved forward one point, and he actually tore apart all the disciples of Xianmen. In the array, these Xianmen disciples were torn apart, and then with a glimmer of blood behind them, they rushed into the valley, like a magic cloud town towards Fangyuan!
"Fang Yuan... Fang Yuan... in the end you still have to die in my hands..."
Brother Xiao Yuan was blessed by the mud puppet’s will at this time, but his wisdom was still his. At this time, he felt the infinite power, and he was somewhat excited. He rushed over while roaring, waving between his palms, which aroused Endless blood...
"I inherited the power of the fairy king, you are destined to be inferior to me..."
As he shouted, his figure filled the void, high above him, and he slid down with a palm.
"It turns out... Xuan Huang is a true all-inclusive, like this..."
"It turns out that this road is not to go back to ~EbookFREE.me~ but to move forward to the extreme..."
"I don't know what the person who created this Xuan Gong originally meant..."
"But I know that if I walked like this, it was the grandfather who created this mysterious master, and it was not comparable to me..."
At this time, Fang Yuan had turned his head and muttered to himself.
His appearance did not look much better than that of Brother Xiao Yuan. He was also and fluttering, but his face was calm, even with a touch of surprise that he realized what he felt. At this time, he I turned around, and I saw a stormy wind behind my back. There seemed to be hundreds of injustices with different appearances. I opened my teeth and claws in the air, cheering for him...
Then he looked coldly at Brother Xiao Yuan who rushed over, and suddenly stepped out.
"Don't you always want to learn about the power of Xuan Huang's tactics?"
Fang Yuan was drinking coldly at this moment, rushing into the air without fear: "I will fulfill you!"