"A long roar just now, as if it was Junior Brother Liu!"

"He went to chase Fang Yuan, the enemy who killed his nephew, and did he meet an enemy?"

"Who dares to be enemies of my Qingyun Sect on the Tianyuan Continent?"

"Oh... It's a pity that Liu Zhou. If he survives, he will definitely win the recommended place this time!"

...

The middle-aged man just now let out a long roar, which finally alarmed Qingyun's lower courtyard. More than a dozen rays of light flew up to respond, and his divine thoughts were intertwined. Suddenly, he saw an incredible scene, and he seemed to be a duck who was strangled to his neck and went all the way down.

"Damn! What did I see?"

"Senior Brother Liu threw himself to death!"

"What a joke!? How could a cultivator in the Gangsha stage throw himself to death? There is no such strange thing in the entire world of immortal cultivation!"

"But that person is indeed Junior Brother Liu, but it seems that his cultivation is completely lost!"

"Can we wait, we are all illusions?"

More than a dozen cultivators in the Gangsha stage rubbed their eyes hard, and they all seemed to have turned into toads with wide mouths.

"Who is the master who is here to visit my Qingyun Lower Courtyard?"

Boom!

Suddenly, accompanied by a vast sound, three even larger columns of light rose from Qingyunxiayuan, revealing an old man with white hair and two middle-aged men next to him. The magic power fluctuated suddenly to the Yuanying and Jindan stages. Many masters of Gangsha bowed and bowed together: "I have met the master of the courtyard, the deputy master of the courtyard!"

"Old Taoist Yuxiong, I wonder why this fellow Taoist broke into my mountain gate and killed me deacon?"

The head of the Nascent Soul Stage, with white hair and beard, looked solemn, holding a whisk in his hand, staring at Fang Yuan without blinking.

He could see the divine thoughts just now very clearly. Deacon Liu was indeed running away, but after the other party drank, he seemed to have become an ordinary person in an instant, falling into mud among the rugged rocks, which was extremely miserable.

After seeing this scene, even though his divine thoughts told him that Fang Yuanming in front of him clearly was in the Gangsha period, the Jade Bear Realm was still facing a great enemy, and the two deputy directors of the Golden Dan stage next to him immediately summoned magic weapons to protect themselves.

"Their uncle and nephew colluded with each other and wanted to kill me first, so what if they counterattack?"

Fang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled disdainfully: "What's more, who in this world, I dare not kill? Can't I kill?"

"evildoer!"

"madman!"

"Evil Demon!"

...

Zhenren Yuxiong and several yard masters and deacons looked at each other, and they all knew that today's affairs would not be good.

"Master, this person is a disciple of this college. He has always been dull and has a dull qualification. I don't know how it turned out like this..."

At this time, a deacon quickly reported to Yuxiong Zhenren.

"Subsequent disciple?"

Yuxiong Zhenren was stunned.

For those who are cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, just a few qi-refining disciples are really nothing.

But the other party's performance at this time was puzzled: "Is it because of the possession of evil demons from outside the sky, or the ancient evil creatures reborn from their bodies?"

The real man Yuxiong waved his whisk: "No matter what, if this evil demon flees, it will inevitably lead to a disaster for all the disciples to obey and open the Qingyun Formation!"

"Respect the law!"

More than a dozen rays of light retreated quickly and were led by two Jindan stages to sink into the building.

Boom!

In an instant, green mist rose from Qingyun Lower Courtyard and turned into a surging wave formation, covering Fang Yuan.

"This is the formation? Interesting!"

Fang Yuanzhuoli remained motionless in the air, watching the changes in the surrounding portals and evolved into many killing formations, and the color of interest in his eyes became increasingly intense.

Before, he began to make minor changes to himself through his thoughts, but he still needed to proceed step by step. It is only the Gangsha period at present.

In fact, the cultivation level in this dream world is simply illusory for him and cannot be taken away.

‘If you want to blame me, can I blame me for being too strong in logical thinking? The constructed world has been operating so closely? Is it even self-correcting?’

But at the same time, Fang Yuan still realized his own 'creator' ability.

Because he is the largest "reality" in the entire world and an interface with reality, people or things within the range of him will be affected by the real rules if they are shrouded in his thoughts.

Just now, he used this trick to turn Deacon Liu into a mortal and threw himself to death.

"It's a pity... the range and ability are still limited! But it doesn't matter. If you practice more, you will be familiar with it, and you may be able to improve!"

While thinking, the boundless fallen wood came toward the square.

This Qingyun Formation is based on the five elements and rotates continuously. It will evolve over time and become a five elements formation.

"Luo Mu...I don't want to turn into meat pie again..."

Fang Yuan looked at the giant wood that was smashed, touched his chin, and suddenly had an idea, covering his true power.

Bang!

In the next moment, many wood thorns and vines flooded him.

Crack! Crack!

Countless spider web-like cracks emerged and suddenly exploded.

In a mess, Fang Yuanshi walked out without any injuries.

clang!

Above his neck, an extremely huge golden blade formed, as if falling down with the force of slashing the sky, making a crisp sound.

Immediately, the long blade fell to the extreme and turned into two halves, without even ignition of sparks.

raging!

The Qingyun Array changed again, turning into three true fires, burning up.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, immediately sucked the flame into his abdomen, and burped with satisfaction: "Old man Yuxiong, what else does it change? Take it out and have fun together!"

"This...this..."

The Yuxiong Zhenren, who was hiding in the array eyes, almost fell down: "Physical cultivation? Such a terrifying body is a wilderness inheritance?"

But even though he had to take action, he looked like he was about to rely on his body to remove the formation.

"Heaven and earth, wind and thunder, listen to my orders, hurry!"

Yuxiong Zhenren is worthy of being a master of cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage. With a pinch of his skills, wind and thunder immediately rolled in the sky, and a blue thunder pillar fell directly and hit Fang Yuan.

Pang!

Fang Yuan's body did not move, only a wisp of blue smoke came out of his shoulders, but his clothes were not damaged at all.

"The ancestor is above, is it possible that this person has a magic weapon in his body of flax and fir?"

The Yuxiong Zhenren felt so sad that the Nascent Soul suddenly appeared in the Tianling, and he whispered: "Come on Qingyun Sword!"

Boom!

As soon as the entire formation moved, the green clouds gradually became thinner and gathered on the head of Yuxiong Zhenren, turning into a blue giant sword.

"cut!"

With the snatch of Yuxiong Zhenren, the green giant sword smashed towards Fang Yuan like a mountain peak.

On the blade, wind and thunder flashed, and the surrounding five elements light condensed, turning into various magical magic spells, gathering into a torrent of sword blades!

Tens of miles away, birds flew up, and many wild animals seemed to sense that a great disaster was coming, fleeing in panic, wolves ran to the pig.

The power of a sword is so powerful!

"The Lord of the Courtyard is mighty!"

At this moment, both the original deacon, disciple, and even the two deputy directors of the Golden Elixir Stage cheered loudly, as if they had seen the scene of slashing the evil demon under the sword.

call out!

The sword light was cold and it fell with an unmatched distance.

Buzz!

As the ground trembled, a huge crack spreading for several miles emerged, and countless dusts rose, like a mushroom cloud rising.

"Huhh... Although this beast is fierce, under my Qingyun Formation, only the body and spirit are destroyed, and the corpse is gone...uh..."

The real man Yuxiong had just breathed a lot, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle.

Because in the center of the explosion, there was a trace in the many rolling land that was extremely intact, and even the grass behind it was not damaged, standing out in the mess.

And on this turf, a figure stood proudly, not even hurting his scalp.

Even in the other party's palm, he was still playing with a blue sword.
To be continued...