The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1548

Fang Yunlong didn't know him, but it doesn't mean that no one knows the identity of the young monk. Soon, someone revealed the answer to Fang Yunlong, only to hear a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk in the Presbyterian Church shout: "Cong Bing, the old island master back then When you fell, you were just a monk at the alchemy stage, if it weren't for Master Zhuo who propped up Haisheng Island, Haisheng Island would have disappeared long ago, and you would have become a pile of dead bones."

Looking at Fang Yunlong righteously, the cultivator continued to shout: "Cong Bing, Zhuo Island Master not only adopted you as a adopted son, appointed you as Young Island Master, but also helped you condense Nascent Soul and cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. But not only did you not want to repay your kindness, but you assassinated Zhuo Island Master. If Zhuo Island Master was not for his superior strength, you, a thief, would have succeeded. Over the years, you have not reflected on your mistakes, and dared to come to Haisheng Island to make trouble. It’s just getting impatient.”

As soon as the words fell, Cong Bing laughed loudly, but tears welled up in his eyes, "Bah! How could my father, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, fall into the hands of a few eighth-level monsters? Lian Yuan The baby didn't even escape? It was clear that Zhuo Xing set a trap and killed my father. Hmph, was it out of good intentions that Zhuo Xing took Cong in? He just didn't want Cong to track down the truth behind my father's death. reason."

Cong Bing stared at everyone with wide eyes, and said coldly: "In name, he helped Cong to condense the Nascent Soul, but Zhuo Xing, the thief, tampered with Cong's body, making it impossible for Cong to advance to Nascent Soul mid-stage realm. If Cong Moufu hadn’t been lucky enough to get a treasure from an ancient monk and entered into the Nascent Soul mid-stage realm by chance, otherwise, Zhuo Xing’s conspiracy would not have been discovered.”

Biting his lips hard, Cong Bing said bitterly: "More than that, Zhuo Xing is a despicable and shameless person. Seeing Yan'er's beauty, he disregarded human relations and raped Yan'er, causing Yan'er to blew herself up as a soul. Ask Zhuo Xing to judge and find out what happened, but he actually wanted to kill me, if Cong hadn't been prepared to use a substitute talisman left by an ancient monk to replace him, I'm afraid he would have died long ago."

"Hmph!" Just as Cong Bing finished speaking, the elder of the middle stage of Yuanying snorted coldly, and said, "Who can believe one side's words?! Fairy Yan is the beloved disciple of Zhuo Island Master, how could Zhuo Island Master treat her like that?" She is not good? Huh, it is clear that you revolted when you saw the sex, peeped at Fairy Yan's beauty, and wanted to rape Fairy Yan, but in the end let the violent Fairy Yan go out of her wits. Zhuo Island Master has been doing this for the honor of the old Island Master. Buried in my heart and never mentioned it, who would have thought that you would sue the villain first here! You really have no sense of shame!"

Cong Bing yelled angrily, looked at Fang Yunlong with fiery eyes, and shouted: "Zhuo Xing, you thought that Cong would die that day, and told Cong these secrets, don't you dare to admit it today? Dare to do it? The thief, today Cong desperately wants to kill you, to comfort the souls of father and Yan'er."

Before he finished speaking, the spiritual power in Cong Bing's body was circulating, and the attack power of Mi Pu's stick increased by [-]% immediately, pressing down the Fen Tian Sword.It's just that the attack power of the Fentian Sword is higher than that of the Mipu Stick. It was only because of Fang Yunlong's release of water just now that the two seemed to be comparable.As the attack power of the Mi Pu Stick increased, the Fen Tian Sword naturally increased accordingly, and it still easily blocked the Mi Pu Stick.

Seeing that Cong Bing ignored the threat of the Black Profound Spear and frantically commanded the Mipu stick to attack, Fang Yunlong couldn't help being furious, his consciousness was running, and he let out a cold snort.

This cold snort fell on the ears of other monks, who thought it was Fang Yunlong's anger, but it fell on Cong Bing's ears, it was a pain in his consciousness, and he felt dizzy, as if he was about to faint.

Cong Bingnai has a tenacious character, otherwise he would not have practiced hard for many years, and only came back to take revenge after he advanced to the realm of a great monk.After receiving Fang Yunlong's heavy blow, Cong Bing immediately gritted his teeth and woke himself up.But at this very moment, Cong Bing was horrified to find that Fang Yunlong had come to his side, ignoring his spiritual shield with one hand, easily passed through, and pinched his throat.

Seeing such a situation, Cong Bing suddenly turned pale with shock, but his heart was ashamed. Unexpectedly, after more than 200 years of cultivation, he finally advanced to the level of a great monk, and got the imitation Lingbao Mipu stick, which is not Zhuo Xing's one. The enemy!This time, let alone revenge, even my life is gone.

Thinking of this, Cong Bing gritted his teeth, he was going to die anyway, and when he was dying, he would drag his enemy Zhuo Xing to his back.When his spiritual power was running, Cong Bing was about to explode his Nascent Soul and die with Fang Yunlong, but at this moment he suddenly noticed that seven beautiful butterflies appeared on his body, flapping their charming wings. It landed on the position of his dantian, and whenever he used his spiritual power, the spiritual power would disappear strangely.

Seeing that Fang Yunlong easily captured Cong Bing, who was also a great monk, as soon as Fang Yunlong made a move, all the Nascent Soul stage monks on Haisheng Island immediately applauded and praised.All of a sudden, flattery and sycophantic words were heard endlessly, which almost made Fang Yunlong the number one monk in the world.Of course, while promoting Fang Yunlong, words belittling Cong Bing were flying all over the sky, as if Cong Bing was their enemy who killed his father and took his wife.

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly and said: "Elders, this kid Cong Bing is talking nonsense and arranging this island owner indiscriminately. Not only is he not grateful to this island owner, but he wants to put this island owner to death. Is it tolerable or unbearable? Shouldn't he be beheaded?"

"Not bad!"

"The island owner said so!"

"Should, should, Cong Bing overestimated his abilities..."

"The island master is invincible, Cong Bing dares to stroke the tiger's beard, not only to kill him, but also to extract his soul!"

……

All of a sudden, the crowd was indignant, as if Cong Bing had done something unforgivable, or they were killing their father and son, and their enemies. Everyone spoke out one after another, wishing to tear Cong Bing's body into pieces with their own hands.But not all the monks yelled loudly. The first few Nascent Soul monks who called out the title of "Young Island Master" didn't say a word, and there was even some sympathy in their eyes.

Fang Yunlong laughed, and said to Cong Bing: "Cong Bing, the island lord let you die without complaint! Many of these Nascent Soul stage monks used to be your father's subordinates, and some were fellow disciples who practiced with you. How about that?" , My island lord counts to three, anyone who agrees with this island lord to kill Cong Bing, please stand on the right side, anyone who opposes it, stand on the left side, and those who neither oppose nor agree, stay where you are."

As soon as Fang Yunlong finished speaking, most of the Nascent Soul cultivators ran to the right side without even thinking about it, but there was no one on the left side. In an instant, there were only less than ten Nascent Soul cultivators left on the spot.

Looking at the thirty or forty Nascent Soul stage monks on the right, Fang Yunlong smiled slightly, but counted, "one"..."two".When Fang Yunlong finished counting two, among the few monks who were standing still, several of them sighed one after another and walked to the right.After Fang Yunlong exited the word "three", there were only three Nascent Soul stage monks left in place, one middle Nascent Soul stage and two early Nascent Soul stage monks, and the other monks all flew to the right.

Fang Yunlong laughed, and said: "Cong Bing, Cong Bing, you can see that only three of them did not express their opinions, and all the others agreed that the island owner will kill you, and there is no one who pleads for you. What is the point of your life?" ? That’s all, let this island master relieve you.”

"Wait a minute!" As soon as Fang Yunlong finished speaking, he heard a soft shout, which made Fang Yunlong put away the attack that was about to be launched.

This sound was no less than a thunderbolt on the ground, and it directly knocked everyone dizzy!He was the lord of an island just now, and a great monk was going to kill his enemy, but someone dared to interrupt him.

who is it?With schadenfreude and a trace of regret on their faces, everyone followed the prestige and saw the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator standing where he was.This person is the confidant of the old island owner, and also Cong Bing's former uncle. He has always been difficult to deal with everyone, and even he only respects Zhuo Xing on the surface.If it wasn't for this person's high prestige among the monks on Haisheng Island, especially among the monks below the Nascent Soul Stage, Zhuo Xing would have brought him to justice long ago.

Fang Yunlong smiled coldly, shouted loudly, his body buzzed against the sky, and emitted an invisible sound wave, which made everyone feel dizzy and dizzy.

At this moment, the Fentian Sword hovering and dancing in the air instantly turned into a ball of flames and shot out with a whistling sound. This was Fang Yunlong's big move of the Fentian Sword, burning the world with one sword.As soon as this move was performed, the entire sky was dyed red. Not only that, the flames ignited the sky, turning the sky into a sea of ​​flames, and a scorching breath enveloped everyone. The sky is burning!
"Ah..." The screams continued one after another, but they returned to tranquility in the blink of an eye.Cong Bing, who knew he was going to die, closed his eyes tightly, but his mind finally flew to his dead father and Yan'er.It's just that the flames fell from the sky, but Cong Bing didn't feel any pain, nor did he feel the feeling of death. He couldn't help looking at Fang Yunlong and other monks in doubt.

Seeing this, Cong Bing was shocked. He saw that the Nascent Soul stage monks on Haisheng Island, except for the three standing in the same place, were unscathed, and the other monks standing on the right side were all destroyed. Only Nascent Soul is left.And these Nascent Souls, without exception, stood there blankly, even forgetting to teleport away.

"How could this happen?" Whether it was Cong Bing, the only three remaining Nascent Soul monks, or dozens of Nascent Souls, they all murmured such a sentence, they really couldn't figure it out, damn it It should be Cong Bing, it should be the three Nascent Soul stage monks who violated the island owner's wishes, but why not Cong Bing, nor the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage monk who was against the island owner, let alone the one who stood still? What about the two early-stage Nascent Soul monks, but many people who obeyed the island owner's wishes and had always been staunch supporters of the island owner?
(End of this chapter)