Master of Great Calamity

The Qingyang Taoism has come, but there are only a few Nascent Souls in total, and some other golden elixir, with the largest number of foundation builders.

Fang Yuan really did not expect them to come.

And looking at the number of people, maybe all the fairy gates in Yunzhou have come?

It seems that someone guessed that he would be in the Langya Pavilion, facing the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, so he specially notified them in advance to cheer for him, but he didn't expect them to really dare to come. After all, although the Qingyang Sect has gained an excellent momentum of practice, it is the leading leader of the major immortal sects in Yunzhou, but the time is still short, and it has not yet been fully utilized...

Therefore, in the past ten years, only three Nascent Souls have appeared in Qingyang Sect. The two old ones are suzerain Chen Xuanang and Elder Qin.

As for Fang Yuan...

...that is a freak, incomparable!

Far above the head of the cloud, Chen Xuanang, the lord of the Qingyang Sect, nodded to Fang Yuan and smiled.

It seems to be saying, don't be afraid, I'm coming.

Fang Yuan could only nod his head towards him, thinking what's the use of you coming?

Chen Xuan'ang saw what Fang Yuan meant, and smiled disdainfully, thinking that I brought so many people, at least I can fill up the number of people!

The guard of Donghuang Mountain also snorted coldly at this time. He was really taken aback by such a large group of people at first, but when he found out that there were really no experts in this group of people, he became a little disdainful, and was ready to speak amidst a sneer.

Haha, Junior Brother Fang Yuan, after so many years of retreat, have you ever thought about me as a senior brother?

From above the nine heavens, another smug laughter suddenly came down, extremely loud.

Everyone around Donghuang Mountain was startled. When they looked up, they saw demonic clouds criss-crossing the nine heavens, and a large cloud of demonic clouds surged toward them. Within the demonic clouds, there were one after another frightening demonic shadows. Each one seemed to contain endless ferocious power. The aura on their bodies directly aroused the celestial phenomena, making the clouds in the sky seem to turn blood red.

And in the magic cloud, with the laughter, the cloud dispersed, revealing the figures of three people.

The one on the left is thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, with little flesh on his body, but the score is very good. Not long ago, the Taoist of the Liu family called Fang Yuan his junior, and within a few breaths, Fang Yuan planted him on the ground like a green onion.

The one next to him is a fierce god with a height of several feet, holding a white vase in his arms, and holding a black sword in the other hand. He is wearing a demon god's armor.

Looking at the fierce murderous aura on his body, even the old Huashen would never dare to provoke him.

He seemed taciturn at this time, after he appeared, he only said to Fang Yuan: Brother Fang, I'll help you fight!

The thin man next to him hurriedly covered his mouth, and corrected: It's not a fight, it's to pick him up and leave... at most it's a cheer!

Beside the two of them, there was the last one who was short and slightly fatter, riding on the back of a dolphin covered with a tortoise shell, black balls with rolling eyes, his cultivation base was very low, he seemed to be in the realm of golden elixir, but it belonged to miscellaneous pills piled up with elixir, but it was the dolphin straddling him.

It's not someone else, it's actually a waiting ghost, I don't know if he usually steals the food of the war pet, and he's actually getting fat.

It was only when he saw him that Fang Yuan faintly realized that in that cloud of demons, every god and demon soldier was riding a tall and ferocious mount under his crotch, and those mounts were sturdy and round, with two fangs protruding in front like spears...

...that's all pigs?

...

...

It's... that army of gods and demons from the Immortal Alliance?

The legendary army of gods and demons is actually real?

I don't know how many people trembled in their hearts and began to discuss in low voices, their eyes were full of horror.

There are many legends about this army of gods and demons. It is said that it is an elite army of immortals formed by the Immortal Alliance after the incident in the Demon Realm. Most of them are freaks and demon heads, and they carry magic treasures.

So far, this army of gods and demons has not made many shots, but every time they make a shot, it is clean and destructive.

Until now, this army of gods and demons has only been lurking in the dark, and they did not expect to appear here suddenly.

What was even more unexpected was that the appearance of this army of gods and demons seemed to come for Fang Yuan.

The Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain didn't look at the army of gods and demons that appeared suddenly, but his eyes were slightly cold, knowing that they were coming.

The mountain guard of Donghuang Mountain was full of anger on his face, and he snorted coldly.

Before he could say anything, another loud laugh suddenly sounded from a distance: Old Fang, Lao Fang, you have retreated for so many years at once, I'm really worried that you will become a log after retreating at once. I wonder if you still remember our group of old friends?

Following this loud laugh, in the void in the east, countless people came walking through the void.

The leading one, with his face full of cheeks and belly, and half of his chest robe deliberately torn open, made a bold appearance, walking like a dragon, with the illusion of dragon scales covering the void from time to time, some people recognized this person, it was Song Longzhu who was the first to refine the dragon soul by himself, so he was born.

Beside him, there were several other people, including a distinguished woman in a red dress, a man in fox fur with a sword in his arms, a handsome, indistinguishable beauty, a fisherman with a fish basket tied around his waist, a barefooted fisherman, and a young general in white robe with two guns in his hand.

The little seven gentlemen of Zhongzhou back then actually got together!

Although there are not many of them, each of them has the energy to transform into a god.

Reminiscent of their identities made their appearance even more so that no one dared to take a peek at them.

Only Immortal Emperor Jiuchongtian was dissatisfied. He glanced at Li Hongxiao who was among the group of people, and said with some dissatisfaction: Don't do serious business, but rush to the scene and fight actively. I let you pick a good man, but you insist on treating him as a brother!

Is this ordered by the Holy Land?

The guard of Donghuang Mountain also recognized the identities of the little princess of Jiuchongtian, the famous sword successor of Xijianchi, the fourth apprentice under the lord of Bahuang City, and others from the six of them, and his face suddenly darkened. He doesn't care about whether the Seven Lords are small or not, and he doesn't care about the strength of these mere avatars. What he cares about is the attitude of the Holy Land represented by these people, and the deep meaning of their appearance.

But before this thought flashed through, suddenly a large number of people from the west and north arrived.

The Qin family, Wang family, and Meng family of Zhongzhou lead seventeen powerful families to welcome Mr. Fang Yuan out of customs!

With that loud shout, groups of fairy gates rushed in, rushed to Fang Yuan's body, and then hundreds of monks appeared on the back cloud. Among them, the twenty or thirty monks at the head actually had raging dragon soul energy on their bodies, gathering like a wind and cloud, and their robes and dresses were all exquisite, and they were not other people, but a group of Daoists and descendants of Zhongzhou aristocratic families, etc.

The first person headed by him was a young man in white robe, with a handsome face, he went straight to Fang Yuan and saluted, then raised his head and smiled. Looking at his face, Fang Yuan felt that he was vaguely similar to Qin Luanwu, so he looked over at him.

The white-robed young man smiled at Fang Yuan, and said: Mr. Fang Yuan, my name is Qin Mingwu, and Qin Luanwu is my cousin. Back then, I saw you from a distance in the South China Sea. You once said that when you have time, you will guide me in my practice!

Facing his smiling face, Fang Yuan nodded, and then looked at another young man in silver armor. From his brows and eyes, one could see some familiar and rebellious looks, and said, I remember your elder brother Wang Zhou, he is very good!

The young man proudly said: I am also very good!

At this time, the western war was overwhelming, and a dense army came from the clouds. A shadow of a dragon was faintly seen in the clouds, and there were many knives and swords. They rushed to Fang Yuan and stopped.

In that cloud, a god general wearing purple armor strode out and saluted Fang Yuan. It was obvious that he was now the god general guarding the pass, but he still insisted on the ceremony of meeting the general. He called himself Xuanjia, and said: Mr. Fang Yuan, there are 108 young generals in Xuanjia around the devil. I am grateful for the righteousness of the world. I have come to Kyushu to congratulate Mr. Fang Yuan on his successful exit!

There are people from Zhongzhou...

There are people from the devil's side...

The face of the guard of Donghuang Mountain was ashen, and there seemed to be a dark wind blowing over his body.

He really didn't expect these people to appear here.

Because in his estimation, even if these people had different ideas, they would not dare to stand up at this time.

The trend of the times, everyone bows down, how can there be such ignorance?

In name, they all came to welcome Fang Yuan out of the customs, but in fact, who didn't understand the reason, they were clearly here to cheer Fang Yuan up. Long before the little saint master left the customs, he made a lot of arrangements, just because he felt that Fang Yuan's climate was over, and he didn't want him to become a stumbling block in front of the little saint master, but unexpectedly, this stumbling block appeared after all...

He couldn't help looking at the little holy master worriedly, but he saw that the little holy master had no expression on his face.

Around Donghuang Mountain, the countless aristocratic lineages and followers also turned pale at this time. They thought that Fang Yuan was the only one they had to face, but they didn't expect so many people to appear suddenly.

Things got tricky all of a sudden.

Just when they were upset, Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain!

He was still in the green robe with big sleeves, and his expression was calm, but with the appearance of many people around him, he seemed to have changed. In the eyes of many people, he seemed to have a certain aura, like a halo, just like the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain...

It was a kind of aura that the people wanted, and the general trend wrapped around him.

I thought you really took over the power of the world, unified the four directions, and took the world with the power of the world!

He looked at the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, smiled, and said, It seems that you are still far away...

Hey, I said yesterday that ten girls asked me out and I wouldn't go out. I didn't expect eleven girls to ask me out today... Haha, but I still won't go out. I'll be back within an hour, Jiageng!