The Qingyang Taoist sect has arrived, but there are only a few Yuanying in total, and some other golden elixirs have the largest number of people building foundations.

Fang Yuan really didn't expect them to come.

And judging from the number of people, I am afraid that the entire Immortal Sect in Yunzhou has arrived?

It seems that someone guessed that he would face the little saint of Donghuangshan in Langya Pavilion, so he specifically notified them to cheer for him in advance, but he didn't expect that they really dared to come. After all, although Qingyang Sect has achieved excellent momentum in cultivation, he is the leader of the major immortal sects in Yunzhou, but the time is still short and has not fully utilized this foundation...

Therefore, in the past ten years, only three Yuanying appeared in Qingyang Sect. The two old ones were the sect leader Chen Xuan'ang and Elder Qin. The young one was Lu Qingguan from the genius of Xiaozhu Peak of Qingyang Sect. Moreover, among the three of them, the one with the best baby grade is Lu Qingguan's divine infant. Of course, from the perspective of Qingyang Sect, Lu Qingguan is already a rare genius.

As for Fang Yuan…

...That's a freak, incomparable!

Above the clouds, Chen Xuan'ang, the leader of Qingyang Sect, nodded to Fang Yuan and smiled.

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

Fang Yuan had no choice but to nod at him, thinking to himself what the use is there for you?

Chen Xuan'ang saw Fang Yuan's meaning and smiled disdainfully, thinking that I have brought so many people, and at least I can count them!

The guardian of Donghuang Mountain also snorted coldly at this time. At first, he was really shocked by such a large number of people. After discovering that there were really no masters among these people, he was a little disdainful and sneered and prepared to speak.

"Haha, Junior Brother Fang Yuan, I have been in seclusion for so many years, and have you ever thought about me as a senior brother?"

A smug laugh suddenly came from above the nine heavens, extremely loud.

Everyone around Donghuang Mountain was shocked. When they looked up, they saw demon clouds surging from the nine heavens. A large number of demon clouds surged in. Among the demon clouds, there were one terrifying demon shadow after another. Each one seemed to contain endless fierce power. The aura on his body directly triggered the celestial phenomena, making the clouds in the sky seem to turn blood red.

And in the demon cloud, with the laughter, the clouds dissipated, revealing the figures of three people.

The left side was thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, with few taels of meat on his body, but it was very well-proportioned. Not long ago, the Liu family called Fang Yuan a junior brother. After a few breaths, Fang Yuan planted it on the ground. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he called him Junior Brother Fang Yuan, and it was very easy to speak. When people heard it, they felt that he should have called Fang Yuan for granted.

Next to him was a fierce god several meters tall. He was holding a white vase in his arms, and in the other hand, he was holding a black big knife and wearing the iron armor of the demon god. After appearing, he actually gave people a sense of being upright.

Looking at the murderous aura on his body, even if he is an old-fashioned god, he will never dare to provoke him.

He seemed taciturn at this time. After appearing, 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 just picking him out of seclusion... It's at most a cheering!"

Beside them was the last one who was short and slightly fat. He rode on the back of a fierce pig with tortoise shell, with black balls dripping with his eyes dripping. His cultivation was very low, as if he was already in the realm of golden elixirs, but he was a mixed elixir piled up with spiritual medicine. However, the fierce pig sitting under him was full of fierce aura and stirred up all directions, which seemed really difficult to mess with.

It’s not another one, but it’s Hou Gui'er. I wonder if he has stolen food from Zhan Pet, but he has become fat.

It was also when he saw him that Fang Yuan vaguely discovered that in that demon cloud, 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 erected in front of him like spears...

...Are they all pigs?

...

...

"Is it... it's the army of gods and demons in the Immortal Alliance?"

"That legendary army of gods and demons is really?"

I don't know how many people's hearts trembled and they started to talk in a low voice, their eyes full of fear.

There are many legends about this army of gods and demons. It is said that it was an elite immortal army formed by the Immortal Alliance after the incident in the Demon Realm. It is mostly freaks and demons, and it carries magic treasures. Each of them is an extremely tricky and cruel person, and he is elusive and devilish. Wherever he passes, there is no grass growing. If you really want to describe it, this is simply an assassin of the Nine Nether Palace created by the Immortal Alliance.

This army of gods and demons has not taken many moves so far, but every move is clean and neat and destructive.

Until now, this army of gods and demons is just lurking in the dark, and unexpectedly it will suddenly appear here.

What I didn't expect was that the appearance of this army of gods and demons seemed to be for Fang Yuan.

The little saint of Donghuang Mountain did not look at the sudden army of gods and demons, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he knew that they were coming.

The guardian of Donghuang Mountain looked angry and snorted coldly.

Before he could say anything, a loud laugh suddenly sounded from a distance: "Old Fang, Lao Fang, you have been in seclusion for so many years, and I am really worried that you will be closed and turned into wood. I wonder if you still remember our old friends?"

With this loud laugh, several people walked in the void in the east.

The leader had a cheeky belly, and his chest and robe was deliberately pulled apart, making a bold look. He walked towards him and saw the illusion of dragon scales covering the void. Some people recognized this person. He was the first Song Longzhu who had refined the dragon soul and was famous for his own reputation. He was also one of the seven young masters of Zhongzhou who appeared in the Six Paths Test that year.

There were several other people around him, including noble women in red dresses, fox fur men holding swords in their arms, beautiful women who were not distinguished by men and women, fishermen with fish baskets tied around their waists, and young white-robed men holding double guns. Some of these people have long been exposed before the world, and some are not famous, but they all have an identity.

Xiaoqijun from Zhongzhou back then actually got together!

Although they are not many, each of them has the energy of the realm of transforming the gods.

Thinking of their identities, no one dared to look at them.

Only the Nine-level Immortal Emperor was dissatisfied. He glanced at Li Hongxiao who was mixed in the group and said with some dissatisfaction: "If you don't do serious things, you are active in fighting. I asked you to choose a good man, but you insist on treating him as a brother!"

"Is this the Holy Land instructed?"

The guardian of Donghuangshan also recognized the identity of the little princess of the Nine Heavens, the successor of the famous sword in the sword pool, the fourth disciple under the lord of the Eight Desolate City, and his face suddenly became slightly dark. He didn't care about the little seven kings or the little seven kings, nor did he care about the strength of these few gods. He cared about the attitude of the holy land represented by these people and the profound meaning of their appearance.

But before this thought flashed, suddenly a large number of people arrived in the West and the North.

"The Qin family in Zhongzhou, Wang family, and Meng family lead seventeen families to welcome Mr. Fang Yuan out of the pass!"

With that loud shout, a group of immortal gates rushed over and rushed to Fang Yuan to stop. Then hundreds of monks appeared on the clouds, including twenty or thirty leaders, and they actually had surging dragon soul energy, gathering like wind and clouds. Their robes and clothes were all exquisite and sophisticated, not others, but a group of Taoist sons and successors of Zhongzhou families, etc.

The first person in the lead was a young man with a handsome face. He walked straight to Fang Yuan to salute, then raised his head and smiled. Fang Yuan looked at his face and felt that he was vaguely similar to Qin Luanwu, so he looked at him.

The young man in white robe smiled at Fang Yuan and said, "Mr. Fang Yuan, my name is Qin Mingwu. Qin Luanwu is my cousin. I looked at you from afar in the South China Sea. You once said that after you have time, you will give me some guidance on my practice!"

Facing his smiling face, Fang Yuan nodded, then looked at another young man in silver armor. From his eyebrows, he could see some familiar and sad expressions, and said, "I remember your brother Wang Zhou, he is very good!"

The young man said proudly: "I'm very good too!"

At this time, the West was full of fighting spirit, and a group of strict troops came to the clouds. A vaguely saw dragon shadows scattered among the clouds, and swords and spears stood in front of Fang Yuan. The clouds dissipated, but they saw that the clouds were covered with armor and murderous soldiers, as if they had just come down from the battlefield, bowing together, and the armor on their bodies clattered.

In the cloud, a god general wearing purple armor strode out and saluted Fang Yuan. Seeing that he is now clearly a god general guarding the gate, he still held the lower general to pay tribute to the general, calling himself Xuanjia, and said: "Mr. Fang Yuan, one hundred and eight young men with Xuanjia from the demon, thank you for your righteousness in the world, I came to Jiuzhou to congratulate Mr. Fang Yuan on his successful exit from the gate!"

"There are people coming to Zhongzhou..."

"There is someone coming from the devil's edge..."

The face of the guardian of Donghuang Mountain was ashen, and there seemed to be a gloomy wind on his body.

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

Because in his estimate, even if these people have different intentions, they would not dare to stand up at this time.

As the general trend is, everyone bows down, how could it be so ungrateful?

In name, they all came to welcome Fang Yuan out of seclusion, but in fact, no one understood the reason. This was clearly here to cheer for Fang Yuan. Long before the little master came out of seclusion, he made many arrangements because he felt that Fang Yuan's climate had become and he didn't want him to become a stumbling block in front of the little master. But unexpectedly, this stumbling block eventually appeared...

He couldn't help but look at the little master with some concern, but saw that there was no expression on the little master's face.

The countless aristocratic families and followers around Donghuang Mountain also turned pale at this time. They thought they needed to face only Fang Yuan, but they did not expect that so many people suddenly appeared again.

Things suddenly became tricky.

Just when they were upset, Fang Yuan was looking up at the little saint of Donghuang Mountain!

He still had a green robe and a large sleeve, with a calm expression, but with the appearance of so many people around him, it seemed to have changed. In the eyes of many people, he seemed to have a certain momentum, like a halo, like a little saint of Donghuangshan...

That is the aura of human nature and the general trend.

"I thought you really occupied the world's general trend, unify all the four directions, and take over the world with the general trend!"
Chapter completed!