When fighting against Master Xuanming, Fang Yuan compared the simplest algorithm with him.

However, comparing with the talisman and Taoist Taoist with the silly old man is the most complex method of transformation.

Fufa is a calligraphy that can contain the principles of heaven and earth in one word, forming a powerful Fufa. Therefore, the foundation of Fufa is calligraphy, but Fang Yuan is absolutely unwilling to compare with the calligraphy of the silly man. He has a clear idea of ​​his calligraphy.

So as soon as he came up, he directly transformed into a green qi talisman.

Now Fang Yuan has learned ninety percent of the heavenly power and cultivated a body of Xuanhuang Qi into a ever-changing transformation, including the power of heaven and earth. In terms of changes, even some gods of transformation are not as good as him. In addition, his Xuanhuang Qi can be used to display it by using the Talisman Tao, so Fang Yuan's green Qi can also be presented by the Talisman Tao. For this reason, facing this Talisman Taoist accomplishment, Fang Yuan did his best to evolve all things in the world with a wisman Taoist ray, and finally turned into a Talisman.

The old man wanted to moxibustion this talisman, but he did not ask for his Xuanhuang energy, but at least he required his understanding of the heavenly rituals to be no less than Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan was relieved that no matter how deep the old man's cultivation was, how high the realm, or how strong the talisman was, it was impossible!

Ninety percent of his success, and he has to add the understanding of the ancient demon seal, which makes his understanding of the world far stronger than anyone else!

When the old man saw this green talisman, he was first attracted. The mysterious evolution of it was of great benefit to his talisman attainment. Then, he developed an incredible feeling. He didn't believe that anyone could accommodate the world in a talisman, and then, it was a sense of fear. He found that he might not be able to use this talisman for the rest of his life...

It felt a chill around my neck.

At this time, he never thought that he could win by just betting with Fang Yuan.

Of course, this is what Fang Yuan deliberately did.

The other old men still don’t understand how they saw the look of the foolish old man.

I was shocked by Fang Yuan, a junior genius who seemed to be omnipotent, and also felt a sincere fear.

Now that the Dragon Sword Sole has been beheaded, the Lord Xuanming has been defeated, the Xingluo Su is still struggling to delay time, and the Bainiang Old Man dared not write. Including the seven people, four people have already been put in. How can the remaining three people not be anxious?

In this case, they want to save the lives of their old friends and leave Fang Yuan's life, how much pressure is?

"Haha, Xiaoyou Fang wants to fight talismans, so he should wait to finish the game of chess first..."

In a state of depression, an old man named Bai Zhang suddenly spoke with a forced smile on his face. His intention was to show that Fang Yuan's bet was not in accordance with the rules and let him finish the chess first. In this way, this talisman gambling can be ignored. Although it is not very good-looking, it can still protect the silly old man after all...

But before he could finish speaking, Fang Yuan suddenly looked at him again and said, "You just wanted to gamble on magical powers with me, right?"

Bai Zhangsou was slightly stunned and his face was a little embarrassed.

"The way of supernatural powers is just the way of change. I have learned most of the heavenly powers in the South China Sea. So although you are a god-transforming god, your understanding of the law is not as good as mine. If you really bet on supernatural powers with you, that is bullying you!"

Fang Yuan said, pointing to the green qi talisman: "It's still this talisman, you can see how many changes there are, even if I lose!"

After saying that, he turned around and continued to wait for Xingluosou to play chess.

Bai Zhangsou was stunned for a moment, and turned around and looked at the talisman with Bai Chi Sou.

I was in tears and wanted to save one, but I didn't expect to get myself in.

"No, how could anyone have a young man so that everyone can have such attainments?"

Among the remaining two old men, their faces had changed drastically. There was an old man wearing a gray robe but a strong figure and anger as iron. At this time, he was full of shock and anger. The man's name was Long Marrow Soul. He looked at the remaining Sui Han Soul, and at the same time felt a bad intention. He exchanged glances and thought: "Is it because the Immortal Alliance can't stand us, those who are out of shape, and deliberately cultivated such a little monster, specifically used to deal with us?"

"Damn it, we just want to cultivate our state of mind outside the world, but who else will we offend?"

"The Immortal Alliance has been working hard and has made things difficult for us, which is really annoying!"

"With such great ability, why not deal with those powerful old monsters and have to choose us?"

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The two of them became more and more angry as they thought about it, and they were full of grief and anger. The Dragon Marrow Old Man had a bad temper. When he saw that the Dragon Sword Old Man was dead, the other four old friends were all in the jar and it was difficult to get out. He suddenly shouted: "You little boy, you are all-round in formation and sword talismans. Well, I will come to play with you too. I am not like other fellow Taoists, I only have brute force. Come on, let's fight directly!"

"Those who die are considered losers, and those who are alive are considered winners. It depends on who beats whom to death!"

With loud shouts, the blood and blood rolled, like a surging volcano.

Behind him, the mountains are towering, the mountains and rivers are manifested, and the laws are twisted, and they have revealed their terrifying ability to transform the gods.

Seeing this, Mr. Tianji was full of anger and shouted, "Do you even want a little face?"

He could naturally see that the Dragon Marrow Old Man had decided to use his cultivation to suppress others without any effort.

It’s not a gamble at all, but a look at who has a big fist.

"I don't want to have any face. I have to break our tranquility. You are the ones who force us to go to a dead end..."

However, the Dragon Marrow Old Man was even more angry than him and shouted angrily: "If you don't give us a way to live, you won't give you a way to live!"

Now he really plans to defeat people with his strength. He thought that although the young man in front of him was omnipotent and versatile, he was not a god transformer after all. There were three god transformers in his house, not afraid of him. Mr. Tianji's formation was really powerful, but Lord Xuanming was not inferior to him. This little fairy world is still the territory of Lord Xuanming. If you really fight, you will have an absolute chance of winning on your side!

This idea is reckless, direct, but most useful.

But when I hear the seven immortals who transformed into the outside world, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

Before they could finish their minds, suddenly, behind Fang Yuan, the dragon, who now turned into a person's size, was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and cotton pants, and took a hole behind his pants, and a tail stretched out from the hole, suddenly laughed and said, "During this period, I have been feeling frustrated and can't find anyone to vent. Today, someone came to the door. Come on, it seems that you are practicing as a dragon clan, so your grandfather will bet on this game with you!"

As he spoke, his body swelled up, tore his cotton jacket and trousers, but he exposed the dragon's body, which was hundreds of feet long. After the battle on the demon's edge and the seclusion, his body now changed drastically again. His claws that had previously shrank in front of him had recovered. Above his head, a single horn, like a silver spear, shining and a dragon's power, stirring up the surrounding wind and surging.

The golden pupils stared at the Dragon Marrow Old Man and said with a strange smile: "The ugly words are ahead. If you lose later, you must admit it. When I eat you, you have to jump into the iron pot and wash your body..."

"Half-step real dragon?"

The Dragon Marrow Old Man was able to have this level of cultivation because he had obtained the fortune of the dragon clan when he was young. Unexpectedly, he was about to challenge him and encountered such a monster. His heart suddenly became cold. Under the pressure of the half-step real dragon, he felt that his body was almost uncontrollable. This was his instinctive suppression in his martial arts, and his cultivation was indeed not as good as that of the dragon.

This dragon followed Fang Yuan at the beginning, and seemed to be the responsibility of pulling a cart, but in fact it was a Taoist protector.

When it was the devil's edge, it could revive and transform into a god, but it was just unwilling to do its best. Now after a period of retreat, it has swallowed a lot of elixirs and treasures, and its body gradually recovered. How could ordinary gods really be able to fight him?

Not only the Dragon Marrow Old Man, but most of the other old men were also worried when they saw the power of this half-dragon true dragon.

Planted, planted!

The other party even brought such creatures here, which was clearly incomparable to his seven immortals who transformed into the world...

Now that the seven people of their own lose, six people will lose, and their momentum will be defeated first. Although they really want to start, they may not lose, but are they still worth the face of the seven immortals who transform into foreign countries? They claim to be noble people and do not involve the world, so how can they do that?

It’s just a strange thing that the Immortal Alliance is too sinister, so I’ll cheat people like me!

Lord Xuanming, who has lost his heart and is ashamed of death.

Xingluosou, who picked up a son with his forehand and thought hard, didn't know where he landed.

Looking at the green air talisman, the regretful and desperate old man and Bai Zhangshou were both in silence.

"Forget it!"

In this desperate silence, the last middle-aged man in a blue robe and snow-white temples, the summer old man among the seven immortals who transformed into the outside world, suddenly sighed in a low voice. His cultivation was the highest among all the people in the field, but at this time, his face was also filled with a sense of loss. He looked up at Fang Yuan and said, "I don't know what the Immortal Alliance thinks. I have to ruin our mood. But since I have come, I can't hide. My friend, let me bet on this last game with you, and it depends on your rhythm!"

"If you win, you will be transformed into the Seven Immortals of the Outer and let you deal with it. I will claim my own cultivation and will never resist!"

"If you lose... I just hope you retreat early, don't come again!"

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Fang Yuan was stunned when he heard this and looked up at him.

But when the old man sighed, he took out an ice-blue guqin from his sleeve, which was made of thousands of years of black ice. It had seven strings on it and had simple Taoist patterns. It was endlessly elegant and horizontal, and it was spread across his knees and started to play it.

The sound of the piano was like a butterfly, and suddenly flew over the small fairy world, making the entire valley very angry.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and you could see the willows swaying branches, flowers blooming, and the flowing water rushing. The fish in the stream seemed to jump out of the delicate white waves. The sound of the piano was clear and clear, and it seemed to make people's minds rise endlessly. I saw the vast snow-capped mountains, and the faint white clouds. The world was pure, without any touch, without any dust, and extremely ethereal...

But in this ethereal and purity, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and a hint of grief and anger emerged from the vain.

It seems that the dirty aura of the world is coming, and it is necessary to destroy this pure and ethereal land, pollute this elegant and quiet, and live in harmony with it.

Fang Yuan sat quietly, and heard the grief and accusations of himself in the sound of the piano, and he had not spoken for a long time.

He has never learned the rhythm, but he wants to win this bet.
Chapter completed!