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Chapter 677 Giant Hand in the Sky

"Don't go too far if you have the surname Fang! Wait, don't slap in the face!"

"What does our relationship with Taoist sect? Why do you ask us!"

"Master, save me!"

The scene was once very chaotic, with some cursing, while others wanted to seek shelter from the elders of the masters.

But the final result was that the elders of the masters completely ignored the matter and allowed the black paper people to do it.

They saw that Fang Chen had no intention of killing these guys, and just wanted to give him a lesson. Since that's the case, why should they come forward and offend Xuxian Sword Sect?

Some people have tragedies and others are lucky.

Many Jindan Fairy Miaomiao nearby were secretly happy. Fortunately, they were very low-key this time and did not make a name for themselves, nor did they say anything inappropriate to the Emperor Yuntian.

Otherwise, they would probably be among the beaten people.

"He is invincible in the world in the golden elixir. I don't know if Di Tian and Beidou can find one or two golden elixirs that can compete with him."

A golden elixir fairy girl has a complicated expression.

He once personally learned Fang Chen's methods in Chaoxian Mansion. Before he became ill, his methods could break the immortal-suppressing formation of the Dayan Dao Sect.

At that time, the Immortal-Suppressing Formation was arranged by one hundred and eight golden elixirs, which could erupt at the level of Nascent Soul-level killing moves.

Now, the other party can easily kill even the out-of-body stage.

Such methods made everyone re-understand Taoism.

Soon, the guys who spoke rudely to Senior Yun He were all scolded by the black paper man.

During this period, Senior Yunhe actually started chatting with the little girl brought by Aoki Aoki with a kind smile on his face.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of King Zhentian and others, and their eyes kept looking at the little girl.

Could it be that... she is the one who can win Yunhe's favor today?

Fang Chen tried to talk to Senior Yun He, and after saying a few words, he could only sigh helplessly, and then looked at the monks of the Morning Star Taoist Sect.

These guys are easy to distinguish. The Taoist robe they wore is similar to the Dragon Lord, but the color is different from the tattoos on it.

"Boy, you have to think clearly. There is no hatred between you and me. If you ask the Morning Star Taoist Sect today, then we will be enemies from now on."

Dragon Lord said lightly.

Fang Chen had no expression on his face and looked at a monk out of physical condition in the Morning Star Taoist Sect. The other party had just spoken and mocked Senior Yun He.

"Fang Chen, the Three Thousand Daomen Sect, asked you now, you can only live one between you and me."

The monk who was asked looked pale and his eyes were repeatedly looking at Dragon Lord.

"My Morning Star Taoist Sect has never been afraid of things. Since someone has asked you, what are you waiting for?"

Long Zun's eyes were cold, he glanced at Fang Chen lightly, then looked at Wang Zhenlong on the fairy boat opposite, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The monk who was asked looked desperate and looked at Fang Chen in anger: "What are your abilities besides this spiritual technique?"

He hoped that this sentence would make the other party abandon the spirit-attached art and use other Taoist arts to deal with him.

In this way, he could still win easily with just a golden elixir. However, this spiritual technique is too magical, and I don’t know how the other party refined such a powerful evil thing.

"Have you ever heard of a trick to eat all over the world?"

Fang Chen smiled.

In just a moment, the other party was torn to pieces by the black paper man, and blood mixed with fragments of organs were thrown down from the air.

Long Zun looked at this scene with an expressionless face and said lightly:

"Director of Morning Star Taoist Sect, go back to the mountain."

"yes!"

In a blink of an eye, all the monks of the Morning Star Taoist Sect turned around and quickly left the place.

The atmosphere around was a little silent.

First there was the Dayan Taoist Sect, then the Morning Star Taoist Sect. Both of the Dao Sects were beaten to flee.

Although it does not mean that the Three Thousand Daomen Gate is stronger than these two Daomen Gate, after all, it is just asking about Taoism, and there are many rules and restrictions.

But if it is spread, the face of the two major sects will be denied.

"It's still smart in the Innate Dao Sect. You'll run away immediately when you know the situation is not good."

"I guess this person will have to be careful of Taoist cultivators all the time when he goes out. No matter how strong the Xuxian Sword Sect is, he can't send a senior of the third level to follow him every day, right?"

Everyone whispered.

Fang Chen looked around and saw that all the Taoist disciples had withdrawn. Now he had no partner to continue asking.

Unless you ask Ouyang Xuanzhen or Long Zun, this is obviously impossible.

Next to the ninth prince, Qi Jian stared at Fang Chen with cold eyes and sent a voice to the ninth prince:

"The ninth prince, my son Qiran should have died at the hands of this son."

"oh?"

The ninth prince's eyes moved slightly and said thoughtfully: "What are you going to do? I have to teach you some lessons when I interfere in my affairs some time ago."

"I will find an opportunity to take action personally. His methods are quite magical, and it is safest for me to take action."

"Yes, then you can find a chance later."

At the same time, the roar in the sky gradually became smaller, and then two figures appeared one after another in everyone's sight.

Aoki Aoki smiled at the corner of his mouth, a trace of blood appeared, and the opposite side was not much healed, and there were several very obvious wounds on his body.

"You lost."

Aoki Aoki smiled faintly.

Lost?

Everyone looked strange and looked at the Taoist Xuanxian, and saw the one sneered:

"It is true that Fellow Dao Mu Ao Mu is more skilled, but it is impossible for Fellow Dao Mu to kill me.

I lost this game, but I wonder how many games can Fellow Daomu persist?"

While speaking, another monk in Taoist robe stood up and smiled at Aokizu and said:

"Morning Star Daomen Beishen."

Aoki Aoki smiled and didn't have time to rest and went deep into the void with the person again.

Another hour later, the two appeared one after another. Aoki Aoki's ancestor had some injuries on his body, and the other party's injuries were even heavier than the previous one, and his face was very pale and blood-lost.

“Is there any more?”

Aoki Aoki glanced around and said with a smile.

There was silence around, and no one responded to Aoki Aoki.

This old and young are not easy. The old one defeated two Xuanxians of the same level. Although they did not take their lives, it indirectly proved that Aoki Aoki was one of the best in Xuanxin.

As soon as the young man took action, he killed dozens of out-of-body sects of the Dayan Taoist Sect, and even forced the cultivators of the Dayan Taoist Sect and the Morning Star Taoist Sect to escape from this place.

The results are also fruitful.

At this moment, Senior Yun He suddenly looked at Ouyang Xuanzhen and smiled faintly:

"You have a good understanding, or you can pass on my robe and bowl, so I'll leave this to you."

He waved his sleeves and saw a stone bead flying straight towards Ouyang Xuanzhen.

Fang Chen was slightly surprised. The appearance of the stone bead was exactly the same as the one he got from the stone box.

Ouyang Xuanzhen was slightly stunned, then came to her senses and reached out to pick up the stone bead with a smile on her face.

At this moment, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky. Its appearance immediately put a layer of pressure on the existences present, including the Immortal King.
Chapter completed!
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