Chapter 3877: Turbulence

In the square, countless monks screamed.
Panic, fear, death...
Countless negative thoughts flooded their minds. At this moment, they just thought about how to survive.
However, in front of the high-grade Fazun, do they have any hope of fleeing?
"Haha, Yan Jiutian, you look down on me, I will kill the Ten Thousand Saint Medicine Pavilion by myself now." Yan Baxuan roared angrily.
The four lower-ranked Fa Zuns who had just approached him were all blasted off by him, which made Yan Baxuan more confident and crazy.
boom!
With a blast, Yan Baxuan's attack hit the flame barrier of the Pantheon, and the flame barrier trembled, as if it could explode at any time.
"Pavilion Master!" At this moment, many people suddenly looked at Xiao Fan in a wicked manner, showing their eyes for help.
Even if Xiao Fan was only a low-ranking holy lord, they all expected Xiao Fan to save themselves, and even they believed that their pavilion master had this ability.
Xiao Fan's expression sank slightly, and he raised his head to look at Yan Baxuan Dao high in the sky: "Yan Baxuan, if you don't understand it, it's no wonder that this seat violated Yan Jiutian's promise and destroyed you!"
As soon as this remark came out, Yan Baxuan was slightly startled, and the crowd was also surprised.
They heard a sense of confidence in Xiao Fan's words.
"Destroy me?" Yan Baxuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed up to the sky: "Boy, are you stupid? You can destroy the deity even with the ants of the low-grade Saint Venerable realm?"
Having said that, he knotted the seal again, spurring the power of the source and impacting the flame barrier.
At this time, Xiao Fan looked in another direction, and said indifferently, "Pavilion Lord, don't you still do it?"
Lord of the Sovereign?
The crowd was puzzled. Is this kid really stupid? Who should I talk to?
However, when Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou heard the name, their pupils shrank slightly, and they looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, with a complex color in their eyes.
Obviously, they all know the so-called monarch!
When the voice fell, a white robe figure flashed in vain. It was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows. He walked very slowly, but was approaching the extreme, and he came to the Yin-Yang Creation Beast in the blink of an eye.
"Jun Bairen!" Zhang Wenjin looked sullenly, looking at the visitor.
Although he had guessed who the Lord of the Sovereign was in Xiao Fan's mouth, he was still a little restless when he saw it.
Jun Bairen, but the pavilion master of Tianhuang God Pavilion, represents Tianhuang.
Xiao Fan actually let him enter the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm. Could it be that he was originally sent by Tianhuang?
"Old man, it's you again! Are you going to block the deity?" The Yin and Yang good fortune beast looked at Jun Bairen grinningly, with a murderous attitude, quite aggressive.
It is powerful enough to face Jun Bairen, who is also a high-grade Dharma Venerable, without any confidence at all.
"Yin and Yang good fortune beasts have been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years without dying?" Jun Bairen's tone was calm, and he looked at the Yin and Yang good fortune beasts curiously, and said with a smile: "You are injured."
The last few words are very simple, they can be heard in the ears of Yin and Yang good fortune animals, but they are like thunder.
How does it not know what Jun Bairen means? It is the same high-grade Dharma, but it is injured, and it is not Jun Bairen's opponent, this is also Jun Bairen's confidence.
"What about injured? It's not difficult to kill you, do you believe it?" Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast hummed coldly, trying to keep himself calm.
"Let's go." Jun Bairen smiled and shook his head, "I can't kill you, but you can't get the slightest benefit. When your injury breaks out, it is estimated that you will have to be suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years."
The yin and yang good fortune beast's eyes flickered, full of unwillingness.
But it also knew that what Jun Bairen said was the truth, and it couldn't afford to consume it at all. Once the poison in the body couldn't be suppressed, this time it might not be just suppression, it might be killing.
It's just that the origin of the Path of the Holy Medicine is right in front of you, let it go now, how can it be willing?
"Roar~"
The yin and yang beasts looked up to the sky and roared, as if venting all the anger and unhappiness in their hearts, their bright red eyes stared at Xiao Fan coldly.
After a few breaths, he said: "Boy, the deity remembers you, next time I meet you, I will kill you!"
"Next time I won't know who killed whom." Xiao Fan smiled indifferently.
As long as the Yin-Yang Good Fortune Beast leaves the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm, it will never come in again.
In time, it is not impossible for Xiao Fan to break through to the high-grade Dharma Sovereign, and it is really not necessarily afraid of Yin and Yang fortune beasts.
Xiao Fan never worried about the future, he only worried about the present.
"Humph!" The Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast snorted coldly, stepped on it, disappeared into the spot instantly and rushed out of the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm.
call!
Seeing the Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast leaving, Xiao Fan and the others breathed a sigh of relief. There is the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm enchantment, so there is no need to worry about the Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast endangering the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion.
Moreover, the virulent poison in the Yin-Yang good fortune beast's body may erupt at any time, and it may not be thinking about it.
"Wait for me!" Yan Baxuan saw the Yin-Yang good fortune beast leaving, and ran away wherever he dared to stay here.
"Take it!" Xiao Fan said coldly.
In fact, he didn't need to speak, Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou had already started, and after a few breaths, the two captured Yan Baxuan alive.
"Boy, you killed me!" Yan Baxuan struggled constantly, but unfortunately it was of no use at all.
"Do you really think I dare?" Xiao Fan smiled at Yan Baxuan, shaking Yan Baxuan with fright.
How did he not know what Yan Baxuan was thinking? Xiao Fan himself said earlier that he promised Yan Jiutian and Rao Yan Baxuan's life, but now he killed Yan Baxuan in the blink of an eye, which made the rest of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion How to look at Xiao Fan?
"Then you kill!" Yan Baxuan was sure that Xiao Fan wouldn't dare to kill him, and sneered.
"Zhang Wenjin, Lu Bohou!" Xiao Fan suddenly shouted.
Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou didn't know why, so he stepped forward and said, "The subordinate is here!"
"Abolish the Yan Baxuan cultivation base, leave him with the great emperor realm cultivation base, and let him live in Yan's house." Xiao Fan's tone was unusually sharp.
As soon as he said this, Yan Baxuan's face changed drastically, and he yelled angrily, but Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou did not hesitate at all, and directly abolished his source and source of strength, as well as the heart of the world, and his cultivation fell to the emperor. territory.
The cultivation base of the Great Emperor Realm can only be placed at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm, and Xiao Fan is not afraid that he will cause a big wave.
At this point, the disaster of the Ten Thousand Saints Cloud Realm has been temporarily subdued.
In the end, everyone's eyes fell on Jun Bairen, and the older monks such as Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou were on guard.
They knew that Jun Bairen had also been involved in dealing with the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion back then. Although no one else pursued them so aggressively, the desolate people were all enemies of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion.
"Little friend!" Jun Bairen suddenly smiled and looked at Xiao Fandao.
"Presumptuous, this is my pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sacred Medicine Pavilion!" Lu Bohou exclaimed. Not only was he angry with Jun Bairen, but he was also warning Xiao Fan and Jun Bairen to separate.
Jun Bairen was slightly startled, and he was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Xiao Fan to really become the pavilion master of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion. You know, Xiao Fan is just a low-grade holy lord, how did he do it?