"The disciple I like has never escaped!"

When Qinggui saw Fang Yuan hesitating for a moment, he sneered and grabbed him with his right hand.

All the bones of Xiao Mu's arm had been broken by Fang Yuan, but at this time the Qinggui's hand was intact, warm as jade, and grabbed it with one claw. The green mist in the void surged, turning into a cage, bringing huge pressure from all directions, and surging in the surging.

"drink!"

Fang Yuan's dantian exploded, and his body was full of energy. His thick internal force moved all over his body. His skin turned into a color of essence and iron. He did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the Qinggui.

"Just relying on your mere nine levels of martial arts cultivation, do you want to resist the mark of your deity?"

A sneer appeared on the blue ghost's face, and ten fingers were like wielding a pipa. The green smoke formed a giant python, and the strips lingered upwards, surrounding Fang Yuan in the middle.

Immediately, his expression was solemn, and a green trace appeared between his eyebrows, like a small snake, wandering back and forth on his forehead, and suddenly it was divided into two pieces.

“Um…”

Qinggui groaned, obviously the dividing mark was not very easy for him.

"Hehe...boy, an ordinary mortal, can you have such a blessing? Don't mislead yourself!"

Half of the spiritual light came to his palm, like smoke and fog, wandering. The Qinggui stepped forward and there was another slight suspicion on his face: "When my will was sleeping before, I felt that you had resisted the power of the Qinggui's mark. No matter what my secret you have, you must present it to me at this time!"

"The Heavenly Ghost Turns into Seals, hurry up and go!"

Looking at Fang Yuan whose limbs were entangled, a sneer appeared on Qing's face and he quickly chanted the mantra.

In the low voice, the inspiration in his hand gathered, and spells appeared one by one, forming chains, and connected to each other, and finally turned into a small blue seal. Suddenly, he flew out of his hand and sealed towards Fangyuan's forehead.

This is not the previous temptation and small fight, but the fact that I really tried my best.

"You've been trapped!"

Just as the Qing Ghost Seal was about to sink into his forehead, a successful smile appeared on Fang Yuan's face, and he suddenly shouted: "Go!"

call out!

Around, thick white mist condensed and turned into an arrow, pricking in the air, hitting the core of the ghost seal.

Bang!

This Green Ghost Seal was for the control of the gods, but it did not have much power and exploded immediately.

"ah……"

Qinggui covered his forehead and screamed: "You...you are already a dream master!!!"

He felt very regretful.

If his mark had not been sleeping and had not awakened completely until today, how could he not have discovered the abnormality of the boy in front of him?

"I guessed it right, but unfortunately there was no prize!"

Inside Fang Yuan's ancestral orifice, Meng Yuan's power surged, his limbs shook, and the green smoke melted.

"Miscellaneous Step!"

He stepped under his feet and turned into thousands of phantoms, as light as the wind and as fast as the lightning. He came to the retreating blue ghost inadvertently and pointed out with one point and killed him.

"Want to destroy my soul? Dream!"

The spirituality on the forehead is exactly the only weakness of Qinggui.

He could not have imagined that this was also seen through by Fang Yuan. Facing this earth-shaking, he suddenly bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood in the face of this earth-shaking finger.

call out!

The essence and blood turned into blood arrows, collided with the finger wind, and suddenly disappeared invisible.

But Fang Yuan's actions were obviously involved and he paused.

With this opportunity, Qinggui immediately broke his figure, avoiding the vital points between his eyebrows, and was pointed at by Fang Yuanyi in his chest.

Wave!

His chest exploded, and a blood hole appeared, and the green juice splattered everywhere.

"Ah...Senluo Hell, Wanxiang Futu, kill!"

The green ghost shouted fiercely, and the mist appeared all over his body, transforming into endless ghost shadows, forming a form of an underworld prison. The evil ghosts were green-faced and fangs, eating flesh and blood. What's strange is that half of them were the appearance of Buddha, Bodhisattva and Venerable Arhat, glaring at him, and acting like a demon-subduing.

"Something is true, and something that is false, something that is illusion is true?"

Fang Yuan looked at the surrounding inns turning into ghost realms, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Fake is fake! True is real! If you don't have enough cultivation, you still want to reverse the black and white illusion truth? Break it for me...!"

Although the Qinggui is definitely a Void Saint or even above, at this time, a distraction at most is the Yuan Gathering Realm!

With Fang Yuan's explosive shout, the entire ghost domain fluctuated.

The white fog shook, and many evil ghosts died, the Buddha entered the destruction, and the blue ghosts appeared afterwards.

"Do you think that the true Hell of the Deity is just an illusion?"

At this moment, he had a grim smile on his face and suddenly pointed.

Crack! Crack!

After the illusion was shattered, the original interior of the guest room had changed drastically. I don’t know when there were a few more splendid runes in the four corners, forming a formation and crushing it.

"The hidden art in the illusion?"

Fang Yuan's face condensed, knowing that although this blue ghost was only at the level of gathering Yuan, he had extremely rich combat experience. He had already prepared a backup plan, and it was endless.

"Giant Wood Formation, get up!"

Qinggui shouted, the wooden boards of the house cracked, the vines spread, and turned into thick wood and hit them.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Fang Yuan showed his claws like the wind, shattering many giant trees. In each move, it seemed as if there was a wild giant eagle roaring.

"It's useless. Although I am a minor in Wood Spiritual Art, but with this giant wood formation, you are a mere Nine-level warrior, and you want to..."

Seeing this, Qinggui had a mocking look on his face, but in the next moment, his expression turned stagnant and frightened, and he swallowed the words he was about to say.

"Chara Eagle Claw!"

With Fang Yuan's shouting, the light in his hand thundered and suddenly jumped out, with a shrill wind in his claws.

Chiu!

Amid the high eagle cry, a big black eagle suddenly appeared.

Its eyebrows and eyes were like lightning, its feathers were like iron, and its sharp claws were tear up. Suddenly, the giant trees in the formation were broken into several pieces, falling down, and it was like a destruction.

"The Yuanli is released! It transforms from the body!!!"

Qinggui was shocked: "You are Wuzong!!!"

In my heart, my thoughts changed dramatically.

At this time, Yang Fan was at his age and had both practiced martial arts and martial arts, and had entered the realm of Yuanli. Such geniuses were not many even in the Daqian Empire, and it was even more impossible for them to have no inheritance.

I suddenly felt that my behavior was a bit reckless, but it was already difficult to get on the verge of death.

"kill!"

The giant eagle screamed and grabbed the big formation. Fang Yuan turned into a black shadow and flew out suddenly, with cold eyes.

‘The dream building ability has been improved again!’

‘It seems that most of the ideas Yang Fan asked for were in the Yang family, but the smallest one was here!’

In his heart, he had confirmed that Yang Fan in real history might have been accepted as a disciple by this Qinggui, and the torture he suffered was really considerable.

At this time, Fang Yuan resisted and attacked the injured Qinggui. He had some ideas. He finally mastered this dream and restored the strength of Wuzong!

"Green Ghost Claw!"

The blue ghost retreated suddenly, but his hands were filled with blue fire and blue phosphorus, which turned into ghost claws and suddenly grabbed them out.

"Martial arts? No! It's still magic, use law to transform martial arts!"

Fang Yuan laughed loudly: "How can the tricks of the ghost realm be compared to the righteous way? Look at my eagle claws!"

Squirt!

He did not dodge or avoid, and he also grabbed it with his claws.

A wave of void fluctuated, and the claw wind cleaves and spreads, destroying the original guest room to an incredible state.

During the explosion, Qinggui groaned, and many bloody flowers exploded from his body. One arm flew up, but his whole body turned into a blue light and fled out of the window.

"Don't go!"

Of course, Fang Yuan would not let go of this big problem and chased him out directly.

"Ah...Who demon dares to harm people in the city? Do you think my court has nothing?"

In front, a muffled thunder sounded, with electric light.

"Um?"
To be continued...