"You...or refuse?"

Fang Yuan's answer was beyond the expectations of everyone in the venue, and for a moment, the surroundings became silent.

Everyone stared at him in a daze, not knowing what he meant, nor what he was selling.

It was just obvious that all the disciples of the Immortal Sect breathed a little at this time. As long as Fang Yuan did not have the idea, they would not have to worry too much, and it also proved that they did not believe in the wrong person just now.

However, after breathing a sigh of relief, doubt followed...

How did Fang Yuan plan to take them away?

At this time, Senior Brother Yuan, who was blocked from the valley, had a slightly cool look on his face, and showed a hint of joy, as if he had escaped his life. Of course, this emotion soon made him feel endless shame.

Oh my God, I am actually grateful that this poor family gave up fighting for this opportunity with me...

I... how afraid of him?

This kind of hatred filled his heart!

He hated Fang Yuan, and he refused to even want the inheritance he was most proud of...

He hated the clay doll and wanted to give Fang Yuan a little inheritance that he had already inherited...

He hates those disciples of the Immortal Sect. Don’t you have a grudge against Fang Yuan?

Why do they now show that they believe in him so much?

He even hated himself, hating why he was more and more afraid of Fang Yuan, rather than despising him more and more?

All kinds of hatred made him stronger!

That is to kill Fang Yuan!

Only by killing him can you wash away the cracks in your heart and become the tall self again...

...Of course it doesn't matter if you can't do it back, kill Fang Yuan first!

This made him roar again and beat the immortal disciples on the edge of Baihua Valley!

Now he is getting closer to the valley, and the closer to the mud doll that has passed on the Qi Ji, his magic power is getting stronger and stronger. It can even be clearly seen that the formation set up by hundreds of immortal disciples had actually appeared under his strong bombardment. The faces of the immortal disciples became more and more strange and pale at this time, and they were approaching the limit. It seemed that in the next breath, the formation would be smashed by him...

"Ignorance young son..."

After hearing Fang Yuan's answer, the mud doll was silent for a while, and then sneered. There was no anger in the voice, no disappointment, only a faint ridicule and contempt: "I like you because although you are lucky, you have a good heart. Maybe you will have some attention in the future, but this does not mean that someone can reject my kindness twice in a row..."

"When you said that, you will no longer have the fate of the great way of the Lord, and you will have a dead end!"

When his voice sounded, some kind of energy seemed to be disappearing.

That feeling was like an existence awakening, saying a few words to Fang Yuan, and then going to fall asleep again.

And as he fell asleep, his will to cover the entire valley and was also consolidating.

Previously, it was precisely because of his will that the entire valley that all the monsters dared not approach. But now as his will has been restrained, the monsters have gathered again, and the pressure from the disciples of the Immortal Sect has increased several times in an instant...

They who had already supported them were a bit reluctant, but now they are on the verge of danger...

And there was a sudden sarcastic smile on the face of the young senior brother Yuan!

The other disciples of the Immortal Sect were even more panicked. They still didn't know what kind of idea Fang Yuan was thinking, but they knew that if they didn't take any measures, they might all die in this valley...

And in this complex emotion, Fang Yuan just walked forward slowly.

His steps have not stopped, and now he has walked in front of the mud doll, and then said lightly: "Who said there is only one way to die?"

The mud doll looked at him with a little ridiculous look: "I have only one inheritance, and only one person can leave..."

Fang Yuan let out a deep breath: "But what if I don't plan to leave?"

His words surprised everyone around him and looked at him in confusion.

They even wondered if this Fang Yuan was really crazy?

Otherwise, why do you always give people a sense of incomprehensible, seemingly calm, but seemingly crazy?

However, what Fang Yuan did was obviously even more crazy.

He suddenly exhaled a breath between his chest and abdomen, and then his energy rose wildly.

That is the magic power cultivated by Xuanhuang Yi Qi Jue!

In the eyes of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, the magic power is simply terrifying!

Fang Yuan had only been practicing for about three years, and his magic power had reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi training, and even touched the edge of the ninth level of Qi training. The power of this magic power was simply terrifying. What's even more terrifying is that the magic power gave people an extremely mixed feeling. It had both the Xuanmen sect hidden secrets of the immortal way, and the bloody meaning of evil and unspeakable, as well as some darkness that could not be seen through...

At this time, they looked at Fang Yuan, as if they were looking at a bottomless abyss...

Can't see through, can't figure it out!

When the general popularity is revealed, people can understand his cultivation level at a glance!

But Fang Yuan was not. Now he showed it, but it made people feel deeper and unfathomable!

But what makes people even more confused is what Fang Yuan has done to show his cultivation level?

You should know that no matter how strong his magic power is, it is completely worth mentioning compared to the aura on the mud doll!

The mud doll has long been dead, with only a little residual will.

But just this residual will is enough to crush Fang Yuan’s cultivation countless times!

"In fact, it is very simple to solve the current problem..."

Fang Yuan showed his cultivation, sighed softly, looked at the mud doll seriously, and said, "We don't have to leave, we just need to let you leave. You are the stator of this Demon Xi Lake. Because of your existence, the dark Demon Xi Lake in this Demon Xi Lake will stay here honestly, and this Demon Xi Lake will exist. In other words, you are part of the Demon Xi Lake!"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect around them couldn't understand these words, but Luo Feiling's eyes lit up.

The existence of this tribulation mud doll was originally one of the highest secrets of the Demon Xi Lake or Demon Valley in various places. The ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect didn't know about it, but she knew about it. Everything Fang Yuan knew about it was told by her before.

It was precisely because of this that she heard Fang Yuan's words that she vaguely guessed something.

Kexuanji frowned tightly again because he didn't know what to do...

"Even if that..."

The will of the tribulation mud doll fluctuated slightly, and I didn't care: "What can you do with your ant-like power?"

The mud doll tells the truth!

In front of it, Fang Yuan was indeed similar to an ant. Even if all the disciples of the immortal sect combined, their power was probably nothing to the clay doll. It said that these people were an ant, and there was no insult to the truth, it was just telling the truth!

But when Fang Yuan heard this, he laughed a little crazy: "Is that right?"

Then in the next breath, he suddenly gathered all his strength and rushed towards the mud doll!

boom!

His attack contained all his magic power, and his momentum was really dangerous!

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect, including the True Teaching, probably don’t dare to take such a terrifying blow directly!

But this blow was like a breeze in front of the mud doll!

It seems to be standing here simply, but it is closely connected with the entire Magical Snack Lake, with infinite energy. Fang Yuan's attack is simply attacking the entire Magical Snack Lake. It is no longer a question of whether the demon puppet can shake it, but ridiculous...

Not to mention that the mud doll didn't take this attack seriously, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were also extremely puzzled.

And the younger brother Yuan couldn't help laughing loudly, and then rushed in and killed Fang Yuan under his command!

However, the next breath, they were shocked at the same time.

Because Fang Yuan's attack was not only weak, but also hit the wrong direction...

He didn't hit the clay doll at all, but hit the clay doll!

There were countless dead bones kneeling around the mud doll. Fang Yuan saw them in his dreams. These dead bones were all those who were enemies of the mud doll during their lifetime. After their death, they were also suppressed by the mud doll. They kneeled down on him forever and repented to him forever. Now, these dead bones have accumulated resentment for thousands of years, but were suppressed by the mud doll, but they were uneasy forever...

Fang Yuan hit the dead bones at this time!

Compared to those dead bones, his attack was still very weak...

But his purpose is not to smash these dead bones...

"I can't do anything..."

When he pushed the Xuanhuang Qi out, his voice sounded loud: "But they can!"

boom!

The dozens and hundreds of dry bones were scattered around the mud doll. Each of them condensed strong resentment, intertwined, which made all the resentment form an existence like a sea of ​​suppression of anger, as if a volcano was on the verge of eruption, but was forcibly suppressed by the mud doll, maintaining the most basic balance and stability...

But as Fang Yuan's mysterious and yellow aura came over, the situation had changed drastically...

All the resentment that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly got a leak!

"What are you doing?"

The roar of the mud doll suddenly sounded, shaking all over the world.

At this moment, even the Magic Xi ​​Lake seemed to be in turmoil.

But at this moment, Fang Yuan's voice seemed even more domineering and decisive: "Of course you are accepting the inheritance..."

"...But I don't like your heritage, theirs are OK!"
To be continued...