"You said this yourself, everyone listen carefully, I didn't push him at all!"

When Fang Yue saw this guy say this, he had a plan in his mind.

"Yes, Tyrone said nothing, it's hard to chase a horse!"

The saint of the organizer of the Battle of the Big Dipper made a promise that no matter how cunning Fang Yue is, he can beat the leader, but he cannot offend the saint!

"Tyron? A good name, but it falls on you, what a pity!"

Fang Yue glanced at Tai Long with a little regret, and the veins on Tai Long's forehead were violent.

This kid owes a beating, if it falls on his head, he must be beaten to death.

Fang Yue smiled lightly and said: "Introduce myself, I am not talented and have many identities, one of which is a part-time job in the underworld, specializing in interrogating souls."

Fang Yue's palm was attracted.

A team of souls walked towards him blankly. These people were all disciples of the organizer of the Big Dipper fight under the pressure of Tyrone just now.

All of them looked grim, and the painful appearance before death still kept their faces.

Fang Yue made them appear, and they can appear in front of the world for a short time.

"These people are the souls of people who have just died. I would like to interview them. When they were sent to death, were they to be loyal to the organizers of the Battle of the Beidou!"

There was always a faint smile on Fang Yue's mouth.

This scene appeared, extremely shocking.

Even if the Great Sun King levitated in the air and controlled the whole situation, he had to divide his attention away to fall on Fang Yue's little demon clone.

There is a difference between ghosts in the world, and he knows exactly what this identity represents. This represents the recognition of the underworld. There will always be one or two such characters in every era.

Perhaps at the beginning, such characters were not well-known, but they are often the ones who go to the end.

People recognized by the underworld have never been mundane in the true sense.

King Da Ri knew that Fang Yue was very demanding, but never thought that he could be so good!

At the same time, Tai Long's face was pale, he had counted a thousand calculations, but he hadn't even calculated that this Fang Yue turned out to be a ghost from the underworld.

This identity is not a single case in billions of people.

Even, the last time Tyrone heard that there were ghosts in humans, it was three thousand years ago!

"Huh, it's just a mere illusion. I dared to make an axe in front of me. How bad is this ghost in the world? How could it fall on you, an unknown man!"

The status of Da Ri Wang Fang Yue's ghost in the world cannot be recognized.

Because once he recognized it, he would wait for it to be a challenge to the underworld!

"Yes, it must be an illusion, a ghost in the world, what a lofty identity, not a person of amazing talents, who can take it, how can you be an identity that an unknown junior like you can have!"

Among the organizers of the Battle of the Big Dipper, there were still people who spoke to support Tyrone.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Tyrone's mouth.

Whether you are true or false, as long as I say you are false, you are false.

"Is it?"

Fang Yue didn't feel the slightest anger because of Tai Long's sophistry, and he didn't bother to prove his identity, because even if the evidence was solid, Tai Long would still use all kinds of unreasonable methods to justify it.

From the corner of Fang Yue's gaze, he glanced at the guy who spoke for Tyrone just now.

Do you dare to join in with the strength of the third layer of the rotation realm?

Fang Yue hooked his fingers, the guy's eyes were straight, his soul separated from his body.

Fang Yue manifested his soul, making everyone around him visible.

I saw that this person had no expression in his eyes, and even his soul was fluttering.

Tyrone was shocked, and the others were even more hairy.

In fact, they believed in Fang Yue's identity by 80%.

It is true that every generation of ghosts and ghosts is amazing, but the question is, is Fang Yue not worthy of the words amazing?

Even, only the status of a ghost between humans can explain why he is so strong, so strong to the point of abnormality. "I am really not a ghost in the world, I am just an ordinary practitioner, who is proficient in some illusions! Therefore, all my methods are fantasy and death. The death of the disciple of the organizer of the Big Dipper is not a real death. , He just

Experienced a terrifying illusion. "

Fang Yue said, and with a smile on his face, he hooked the soul of the disciple of the organizer of the Big Dipper into his hands, and then rubbed his hands slightly, and the soul of the disciple of the organizer of the Big Dipper became a pile of ashes. disappear.

Soul flies away.

This word emerged in everyone's mind.

Although everyone often mentions this term, they don't have corresponding intuitive feelings on weekdays.

This time, they finally saw exactly what it looked like.

The disciple of the organizer of the Battle of the Beidou is not dead, but his own consciousness has disappeared forever.

Fang Yue's hand just now gave people a shock, causing many people's spirits to even give birth to a slight trance.

Tyrone was speechless, he was not only angry, but also a trace of fear.

This fear stems from the fear of life and death.

Fang Yue is really a ghost in the world, this is a sacred and innocent identity, who knows, what kind of trump card he holds in his hand!

If it is true to yourself. Perhaps Fang Yue could really kill himself.

Tyrone's heart is anxious and panic.

Fang Yue looked at the shock and horror on the faces of the organizers of the Beidou Contest and suddenly changed his mind. He originally wanted to awaken the astral consciousness of the disciples of the Big Dipper organizer of these moths to fight the fire, and then asked them to stand up and criticize Tyrone, but now it seems that this method is still a bit too complicated. Nothing can compare to the loss of soul

It was refreshing and direct.

Fang Yue hooked his fingers again, crushing the souls of the disciples of the organizer of the Big Dipper into ashes one by one.

One by one, they walked up to Fang Yue's death in a dazed manner. Even the people in the Universe on the other side of the universe felt uneasy when they saw it.

Fang Yue has been included in the list that they cannot easily provoke.

He is definitely a lunatic, if he doesn't die in one blow, the revenge will be extremely terrifying!

If you die on the battlefield, it is definitely dead without regret.

Even if the soul is lost, people will not have much fear.

However, Fang Yue manipulated their souls and caused them to come and die one by one.

Such a scene, shocking the soul, is worthless and meaningless.

"Fang Yue, stop!"

Tai Long became angry and wanted to stop Fang Yue.

"Master Saint, don't be angry, I'm just an illusion! In this world, there is no ghost in the world at all, life and death are illusions, why care so much!"

Fang Yue still smiled.

But there was no affinity and warmth in his smile.

In the eyes of the organizer of the Big Dipper, he is a terrifying demon, even more terrifying than death!

In this way, dozens of genius disciples in the Beidou dispute, one after another, came to Fang Yue's face in a daze, and he ended their lives!

Like a Nazi concentration camp, Fang Yue became a complete soul butcher!

Those disciples who are still entrenched in front of the curtain of raging fire, the organizers of the Hundreds of Big Dipper, are even more in a dilemma!

The disciples of the organizer of the Big Dipper are indeed terrifying, but if they are really burned to death by the flames, not only their bodies will be destroyed, but the whole body will not be left, and even their souls will be crushed by Fang Yue into ashes. This is a more terrifying result. .

"Sage Tyrone, your disciples in the Big Dipper fight are all dead, magnificent, magnificent! Their ashes and soul ashes must be transported back for a thick burial, otherwise, how can you be worthy of their blood! "

Fang Yue looked at Tailong, with provocations in his eyes.

Tyrone hated his teeth, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At this juncture, he did not dare to make a move. Once he made a move, it immediately attracted a three-way saint-level melee.

If their side wins, it's okay, but if they lose, he is the sinner of the organizer of the Big Dipper!

Fang Yue, alone, was the one who stunned the great army of the organizers of the Big Dipper. Even the saints did not dare to move forward. If this matter was announced, their old faces would be lost.

"Warriors, please go to death!"

Fang Yue turned his head to look at the disciple of the organizer of the Big Dipper in front of the curtain of flames.

He should not pity these people at all.

If they broke into the Great Sun Palace, they would not spare themselves either.

To be kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself.

Fang Yue is well versed in this truth.

So there is no sympathy for these lives.

"Fang Yue, enough!"

Seeing Fang Yue's aggressiveness, Tyrone finally made up his mind.

"If you continue to do this, even if you pay a certain price, we will destroy your clone."

Tyrone spoke, his voice bursting with anger, if his eyes could kill people, Fang Yue would definitely have a thousand arrows pierced through his heart.

"You said that enough is enough? But why should I listen to you! Pay a certain price to kill me, is this your ultimatum to me again?"

Fang Yue's smile grew colder.

The organizers of the Beidou Controversy repeatedly treated him unfairly, made things difficult for him, and even planned to frame him to kill him.

This time, he was revengeful.

There is an injustice!

In Fang Yue's cold eyes, there was a faint bright light flowing.

Tyrone's heart was shaking. "I am a dignified saint, unparalleled in the ages. In terms of life level, I am countless times higher than Fang Yue. In terms of practice experience, Fang Yue is also not my opponent! How could I be captured by his aura, I am a dragon, a god, he

It's ants, it's mundane! "

Tyrone, secretly cheered for himself.

He must not be able to be suppressed by Fang Yue's aura this time.

However, things often backfire.

No matter what Tyrone said to himself in his heart, when he saw Fang Yue's cold eyes, he always had the feeling of being stared at by a snake!

"This Fang Yue can't stay! Must die here! Otherwise, when he grows up, the organizer of my Big Dipper will probably find it difficult to gain a foothold in this world!" Deep down in Tailong's heart, emotions rolled over. , Like waves surging, endless.