The deity is invincible, infinite avatars dominate the fairy world

"Oh?!" Xuan Zhenjun became interested, and five colors of mysterious light burst into his eyes, "Master, who said this?"

"The contemporary son of the Sun God Clan, a guy named Huang Yu..." Fang Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Okay, I understand." Xuan Zhenjun wrote down the name carefully.

Seeing this, Fang Yun said with a smile: "Don't worry about him, this guy is good at boasting, but his strength is too low! Two months ago, he was a little trash in the early stage of Golden Immortal, and he is not worthy of being our opponent."

"Our opponents are those peerless monsters who claim to be invincible!"

"In short, below the Immortal Lord, who dares to claim to be invincible, who dares to claim to be invincible!"

"Cut him to death!"

"The mouth is swollen, and the hand is broken!"

Fang Yun warned!

"Yes! Master!" Xuan Zhenjun took the order.

The two of them smiled evilly, and then Lord Xuanzhen transformed into Jinghong and plunged into the vast world of the immortal world...

.........

Fang Yungang sent Xuanzhen Jun away.

Suddenly received a message from a doppelganger.

"Master, I have met a great opportunity!!"

The holy son of the Wuji Sword Sect, Jun Xiaoyao was pleasantly surprised by the sound transmission.

That's right, it's also the avatar of Immortal Fang! .....

There are too many clones, and there are many Niucha Holy Sons and God Sons scattered outside. Fang Yun didn't pay much attention to the mere Holy Son of the Promise Sword Sect....

At this moment, the news came that the other party was pleasantly surprised, and Fang Yun suddenly became interested.

The avatar follows him, and now he is also a person who has seen the world.

Ordinary opportunities are really difficult to grasp now. Therefore, the clones who understand this principle will also raise the threshold for reporting opportunities one step after another!

For example, if a small mine is discovered, it is not worthy of reporting...

In case I interrupt the good deeds of my deity, the gain outweighs the loss...

At this moment, under this premise, if Holy Son Wuji dares to call it a great opportunity, then it must be really big...

Fang Yun's face showed joy and he immediately took over.

"Fuck, it's big! It's really big!...."

Fang Yun was stunned and almost exclaimed.

As soon as he entered the avatar Jun Xiaoyao, he saw two proud mountains.

In the next instant, the eyes on the other side became sharp.

Fang Yun hurriedly restrained himself, and secretly scolded Jun Xiaoyao for being shameless, his eyes were placed in the wrong position, and he almost missed the innocence of his true self!

"It's definitely not how Fang Yun wants to see it that way!" "

Immortal Fang Da raised his head, and couldn't help being stunned again, slightly in a trance.

He saw an incomparably bright, purple lingering, extremely sacred and noble woman!

The opponent's strength is extremely high!

It is the late stage of Immortal King!

At the same time, there are many elders of Wuji Sword Sect around, suzerain, elders, elders, almost all high-level elders gather here.

Fang Yun looked around and found that their cultivation bases were all average, not even a fairy king.

If it was before, the big sect with twenty or thirty immortal monarchs would definitely be the top sect in the fairy world in Fang Yun's eyes.

But as his treacherous Buddha avatar became arrogant, he became the star king of the Seven Killers of the Southern Dipper!

There are twenty or thirty immortals in this area, but he doesn't pay attention to them.

In front of the Seven Killing Strange Buddha, the immortals in the entire Immortal Palace are not enough for him to fight!

Fang Yun raised his head confidently, and as he fully accepted Jun Xiaoyao's memory...

The self-confidence that had just been boosted suddenly subsided by three points unconsciously.

In the memory of the avatar, the woman in the late stage of the Immortal King in front of me is the Zilian Immortal King!

'The sister of Ziwei God who was so angry that she vomited blood—Zi Lian Immortal King! '

'The Immortal King who threatened to find the person who built the Nine Star Towers! '

'Vori! ......' Fang Yun was slightly startled, and then realized.

'What am I afraid of? ! '

'The person who built the Star Tower is the clone of the Strange Buddha, the senior Bone Immortal, and the Seven Kills Star Lord! '

'Close me, Fang Jun Xiaoyao Yun, what's the matter? ! '

What's more, the other party just threatened to find the person who built the tower, but didn't say what he wanted to do...

In case, the other party is grateful for the peerless merit of the person who built the tower, the grace of saving lives!How about a promise with your body? !

Thinking of this, Fang Yun's heart was determined, and he looked at the noble, dignified, beautiful and pure Immortal King Zilian in front of him.

The fairy queen obviously didn't know that the person who made her vomit blood was right in front of her eyes...

Moreover, he also plans to give Fang Yun a great opportunity!

No, to be precise, he is the person with the highest talent in swordsmanship for Wuji Sword Sect.

The contemporary holy son of Wuji Sword Sect, Jun Xiaoyao.

Anyway, luckily...

At this time, the lord of the sword sect next to him trembled, tears filled his eyes, and said: "Zi Lian Wangzun, my master Canjian Immortal King...really...really...have you gone? ..."

Immortal King Zilian took a breath, and nodded slightly: "Yes, but it's not exactly..."

"In that battle, his body died and his dao disappeared, but there was a ray of sword spirit stubbornly retained in this 'Qinghua · Xiaoyao' divine sword..."

"This ray of sword soul is too weak. We tried our best, but it is not enough to regenerate the broken sword... so it is almost equivalent to death.

Can Jian's will is to choose a peerless swordsman genius, and pass on the broken sword and sword soul to that person..."

"With this support, create a sword king for the fairy world!...."

Immortal King Zilian was sad, and while speaking, he solemnly took out the hilt of a broken sword.

In an instant, all the swords in the entire Wuji Sword Sect were inspired.

Wan Jian clang!

It seems to be welcoming the return of the king!It's like mourning the passing of the king of swordsmanship...

After hearing the deeds of their ancestors, the descendants of the Sword Sect were filled with sorrow and tears.

At this moment, I saw the hilt of the old ancestor's broken sword!

Immediately, I could no longer restrain my grief.

They bowed down and cried bitterly!

For a time, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect, ranging from the Taishang Xianjun to the Xuxian disciples...

They knelt down and prostrated, and the screams shook the heaven and the earth!The swordsman screams into the sky...

Fang Yun was in charge of Jun Xiaoyao, so he couldn't follow him to worship.

"Is this... is it cause and effect? ​​What the hell..."

Fang Yun cursed, and unconsciously suspected the fate of cause and effect...

Can Jian's death did have something to do with him.

Now there happens to be a clone here, and it just so happens that his consciousness has come over...

Just like that, catch up.

Kneel down...

Everything is just a coincidence...

Coincidentally, it seems that it has its own destiny...

"Just treat it as ... cheap for you! What the hell!"

Fang Yun put his head down and pretended to cry, but he couldn't cry and felt very uncomfortable...

"Master! Master~!..." Sect Master Jianzong wept bitterly, crying like a nine-thousand-year-old child...

Holding the broken hilt of the broken sword in his hand, he knelt and sent it to the highest throne in the hall.

Goodbye everyone!

"Send it to the Immortal King of the Broken Sword! Send it to Lord Xiaoyao Sword! Send it to the Ancestor!"

Amidst the mournful cries, on the throne, the broken hilt of the broken sword trembled, and an illusory figure emerged.

He is tall and straight, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sharp and elegant.

The remaining soul in the sword appeared, and the mourning suddenly became louder.

Jian Zong was crying all over the place.

Whether consciously or not, Canjian Jianhun glanced at everyone in the hall.

Smiled slightly and disappeared again.

Fang Yun listened to Jian Zong's wailing, followed by mourning, inexplicably feeling the mystery of good fortune and cause and effect again.

When Immortal King Canjian was in Xianjun, he still called himself Xiaoyao Sword Lord....

It's just that after the Taoist companion died, he changed his name.

Coincidentally, his avatar actually calls himself Jun Xiaoyao...

Nima!Fang Yun felt strange, but according to the memory of the avatar, when the avatar first traveled abroad, it named Jun Xiaoyao by itself.

At that time, the avatar Lord Xiaoyao didn't even know that there was the Wuji Sword Sect, let alone that there was the Xiaoyao Sword Lord, the Canjian Immortal King...

"What a coincidence! What a coincidence!"

"This great opportunity, I deserve it~!"

At this time, suddenly!

The Sect Master Jianzong, who was lying in front of the throne and weeping with his ass pouted, looked surprised and extremely angry!

He shivered and stood up abruptly.

Angrily glared at Fang Yun!