Master of Great Calamity

When the green energy moves, everything is suppressed.

This is the latest comprehension of Xuanhuang Qi Jue after Fang Yuan broke through the Nascent Soul Realm.

The previous Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue was seeking change, pursuing the ultimate change.

But when he conceived a baby, he broke through the category of change with the sword of mind, and reached a new state, that is, unchanged.

Not only do you not change, but when you are young, nothing will change!

His supernatural power is tantamount to using his own Xuanhuang Qi to trap all the remaining seeds within a radius of ten miles in the cage, but correspondingly, he himself cannot move at this time. After all, it is still a short time for him to cultivate this supernatural power at this time, and his cultivation is still low. Once he moves, it will trigger more changes, and the suppressing force of Xuanhuang Qi will be greatly weakened.

Therefore, before using this magical power, he called Luo Feiling.

The two didn't talk too much, and there was no exchange of spiritual thoughts, but Luo Feiling already understood what he meant, and had already sacrificed a red short knife. Fang Yuan had seen this knife when he was at the Devil's Breath Lake in the Yue Kingdom. Now the knife is still the same knife, but the aura is completely different.

In the long green air, a ray of red light flew by, which made it very bright.

Shua...

The long and leisurely sound resounded between heaven and earth.

That long cry was not just one sound, but actually countless trembling sounds connected together.

As soon as the dagger came out, it flew out. Because it flew too fast, even with the sense of consciousness, it could only see a short red line.

The rapid rotation in the surrounding void also aroused the boundless power in the surrounding void, just like a whirlpool.

Crash!

The countless remnants that were suppressed by Fang Yuan, as well as the remnants of the remnants that were beheaded by these four people and fell on the surrounding hills, were all spun by the short knife and flew outward, like huge waves one after another.

Eloquently, turbulently hit the Quartet.

The remnants that rushed out of the mountain forest farther away were also swept up by the wave and rolled outwards.

It sounds slow, but in fact, within a few breaths, there was a blank space around the mountain area where they were. The nearby remnants were blown out and hit the remnants rushing in the distance.

And the few monks guarding the edge naturally took a few breaths in a hurry, and quickly swallowed a few treasure pills.

After his breath stabilized, he hurriedly looked over at Fang Yuan and the others.

In the eyes, there was an indescribable solemnity and an inconceivable shock.

Luo Feiling's red short knife spun back quickly, she saw that there was blood or something on it, but she didn't dare to pick it up, looking for something to wipe it with a bitter face, but all the cultivators just changed their expressions, surprised at the power of this short knife.

Of course, no matter how powerful the dagger in the hands of the little saint on Wangqing Island in the South China Sea, it was always a matter of course.

However, Fang Yuan's magical power of suppressing all things in one go made them feel a little scary.

The green air cover fell down, and even they felt that their supernatural powers were not working well, and their bodies were heavy, and it seemed as if they had put on the body talisman...

... What kind of supernatural power is that, can it restrain the Nascent Soul and make great repairs?

If the two of them joined forces just now, they were not attacking the remnants, but attacking them, what chances do they have of winning?

Thinking of this question, all the cultivators were a little surprised.

Beast, you still want to play hide-and-seek with me here?

At this moment, in the void far to the east, Wang Zhou yelled loudly, shaking the heaven and the earth. At the same time, he rushed forward with one step, and finally forced the silver lizard into a corner.

Wang Zhou was already enraged by it, so he didn't hide. He pulled up the cloak behind him to block in front of his body. The red breath was terrifying, but he didn't pierce the cloak. Then Wang Zhou shook his cloak, smiled grimly, and the black sword ran across the sky, and slashed at it fiercely.

puff……

Golden blood gushed out from the neck cavity, and a huge dragon head rolled and fell to the ground.

boom!

The moment the silver lizard was cut off, a faint power faded in the surrounding void. It was the king power of the silver lizard. As soon as this power receded, the crazy black lizards around, as well as the remnants that kept pouring out of the surrounding forests, were startled, as if they had come to their senses.

Wow!

They didn't need others to attack, they didn't know who was leading, and suddenly fled to the depths of the mountain forest with their tails between their legs. After all, they were only oppressed by the power of the silver lizard before, so they attacked without fear or fear of life and death, but now they know they are afraid.

Seeing that this dangerous situation finally survived safely, all the cultivators around felt relieved, with smiles on their faces, they all walked towards Fang Yuan, arched their hands and said with a smile: Brother Fang, just now we all have to thank your assistant...

Fang Yuan nodded calmly, and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a deep voice: Who told you to do it?

The cultivators were startled, and turned their heads to look, and saw Wang Zhou walking back slowly stepping through the void with a black sword in his hand.

The black cloak billowed on the back, like a black cloud.

But his face seemed to be darker than that piece of black cloud, condensing a severe chill.

Fang Yuan was also taken aback for a moment, and explained: Just now I saw that the surrounding situation is dangerous, and the pressure on the fellow daoists is too great...

Wang Zhou interrupted him coldly, his eyes focused, like a ferocious beast that chooses people, and he said solemnly: It's their business that they are under a lot of pressure. Once they enter the dragon's trail, they must fulfill their responsibilities even if they die. Who is in charge?

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, but did not answer.

Wang Zhou's anger still persisted. He saw Fang Yuan's displeasure in his heart, and he didn't bow his head to his ears like the soldiers on the edge of the devil. His face became even more ugly. He continued, If you just make a move, you can save the person, but don't you care about the measurement of the spiritual pulse? What do you call the leader of the six realms? Don't you know that the spiritual veins in this dragon trail are changeable, and if you miss this opportunity, how many more things will happen?

Fang Yuan looked up at him and said, The area I'm in charge of has been completed!

Wang Zhou was furious, rolled his eyes, looked at him fiercely, and said in a low voice, Do you not obey my order after you finish it?

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, very depressing.

Wang Zhou's black sword had not yet been retracted, and the three thousand fire crows were still flying in the air behind him.

Judging by his anger, it seemed that Fang Yuan was going to kill him if he contradicted him again.

Not far away, Ban Feiyuan and the others who had just finished measuring the spiritual veins, as well as Luo Feiling, Song Longzhu and the others also gathered together. Some looked at them coldly, some were secretly worried, and some were even more aggrieved, as if they couldn't help but want to contradict Wang Zhou.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely oppressive and terrifying.

All the cultivators looked tense, as if they were about to explode at the touch of a button.

And Fang Yuan met Wang Zhou's gaze, and felt a lot of injustice in his heart.

But he was silent for a long time, and still cupped his fists towards Wang Zhou, saying, I will write down what Brother Wang Dao said!

After hearing this, all the cultivators around felt a little relieved in their hearts, but they also sighed faintly.

The surrounding atmosphere became a little relaxed.

Wang Zhou stared at Fang Yuan coldly for a while, and the anger on his body gradually subsided.

He slowly put away the black sword, glanced coldly at the crowd, and said in a low voice: Just this time, this time is no exception, you all remember it for me, I am the leader of the team, and you all have to follow my orders, but whoever pretends to be smart and doesn't obey my orders...

His voice was low, his eyes were like blades: Cut it!

Oh, I saw that everyone said that I split two chapters into three chapters, but it is not true, the number of words must be much more, the old ghost is a real person, really!