Although the three God-Destroying Sprigs that contained the power of the small world were blocked by Yun Tie Dao Zun and others, the breaking of the three small worlds had greatly damaged Yun Tie Dao Zun and others' vitality.

However, Fang Ling's return made Yun Tiedaozun and others show joy at the same time. Although they had thirty-six people, in fact, Fang Ling played the most important role in the Yiqi Qiankun Formation.

"Junior, as long as you hand over the innate Yuan Ling, I can forgive this matter without any consequences. Otherwise, I will let you bury me here!" Yan Beige had already opened his Taoist domain at this time, and in an instant, the range of a hundred miles was full of purple gold.

The purple gold color had to be included in Fang Ling and others, but the Qi Qiankun array supported a purple light to resist the small world that was about to cover everyone.

"Mr. Beige, can you have your head broken by a donkey? Since this innate Yuan Ling has been in our hands, how can we give it to you?" Fang Ling looked at Yan Beige, who was tall and three points similar to Yan Chenzhou, and laughed loudly.

Yan Beising's singer waved his palm, and a purple-gold flame halberd fell into his hands. In the storm of flames, he was like a god emperor in flames!

Yan Huoyun looked at Yan Beige in his rage, and what arose in his heart was an indescribable pleasure.

At this time, he no longer wanted Yan Beige to save him. He had already been burned by the surging Earthly Demon poisonous flames. Now he could only rely on his Taoist patterns to protect his spiritual sense to survive.

All he could do was to survive!

Moreover, the perseverance was still limited by time. His Dao Zun Dao pattern could only hold on for a few blinks of his fingers in the mutated Earthly Demon poison flames activated by the innate Yuan Spirit.

"Hahaha, Yan Beige, you have today too!"

After saying this with his spiritual sense, Yan Huoyun's soul was destroyed in the poisonous flames of the Earth Evil.

Yan Beige, who was like a god. His face turned extremely ugly at this moment. If someone else said that, Yan Beige could just fart. But now, his hands are trembling.

Because the person who said that was Yan Huoyun, the Taoist master of his Yan family.

He naturally knew why Yan Huoyun said this. But no matter how clear he was, he was still feeling very uncomfortable at this time.

Because this is equivalent to slapping him heavily in the face. Just now, Fang Ling snatched away his innate Yuan Ling, which made him feel extremely angry. Now, his own people actually talked about him in such a sarcastic tone. How could he bear it?

If Yan Huoyun was still alive, he would definitely be merciless and knock Yan Huoyun into ashes. But now, Yan Huoyun not only has not been alive, but also has not even left any soul.

"Hahaha, Beige Daojun, I didn't expect that even the people in your own family would say that. If I were you, I would hit you to death!" With a mocking voice, it came out from the rolling purple clouds.

Beige Daojun naturally would not kill him. He snorted coldly, and his body, which was originally similar to an ordinary person, instantly turned into a thousand feet in size.

The red war halberd swelled with the body of Beige Daojun. The flame war halberd thorn twitched like lightning as Beige Daojun swung towards the rolling purple clouds.

This piercing seemed simple, but Fang Ling could feel the huge energy hidden in this halberd.

There is no way to hide. There is only a hard block!

Fang Ling immediately injected all the magic power in his body into the Qiankun array. Three hundred Taichu purple qi also gathered into a purple spear in the void and faced the stern that was stabbed.

The collision of two weapons made the void tremble. At the moment of the fight, the Yan Beiting's palm flipped, and the huge war halberd missed the spear and slashed towards the Yiqi Qiankun Formation from another tricky part.

At this moment, Fang Ling felt more and more why the strong men above Taoist like to fight with weapons?

Compared with magic weapons, weapons controlled by hands are easier to control and can also exert the power of the great way that the performer penetrates.

Although the Qi Qiankun Array is mysterious, it is a bit difficult to change things like Yan Beige.

Fortunately, Fang Ling was not prepared. When the long halberd came again, he directly dispersed the purple spear. Three hundred Taichu purple auras gathered into a purple light curtain, blocking the slashed spear.

A few days ago, Fang Ling blocked the nine demon saints with his Qi Qiankun Array. Although Yan Beige is a Taoist lord, he is much worse than the nine demon saints.

Therefore, in a short period of time, it is not easy for Yan Beige to break through the Qi Qiankun Array.

In just a few blinks of fingers, the two sides had already fought dozens of moves. Although Fang Ling had been suppressed and beaten by Yan Beige, it was impossible for Yan Beige's giant flame halberd to break through the Qi Qiankun array.

The earth collapsed and the flames were surging.

Both sides who were originally fighting underground had already rushed into the void. Fang Ling looked around and saw that the entire Five Mountains of Moyun were now shrouded in the rolling flames.

If it weren't for the news from Ji Xuantu, although these Taoist priests could be safe and sound in these flames, so many Earthly Demonic poisonous flames would have been a catastrophe for the 30,000 infants.

Although Yan Beige cannot break the defense of Qi Qiankun Formation, the Qi Qiankun Formation, which is not good at attacking, it is difficult to cause any damage to Yan Beige.

Now that he has obtained the innate Yuan Ling, Fang Ling urges the Qi Qiankun Array to rush out, but no matter how far he runs, it is tightly embellished by Yan Beige.

"Fang Ling, I will give you another chance. As long as you hand over the innate Yuan Ling to me, I can leave it alone."

"And I can accept you as a disciple. From now on, no matter who makes things difficult for you, I will help you stand up!" Although Yan Beige's words were peaceful, Fang Ling could feel the anger in this words.

Fang Ling snorted coldly in his heart when he accepted himself as his disciple, but did not answer.

The two sides tangled for a while, and Yan Beige's voice came again: "Fang Ling, hand over the innate Yuan Ling, I am willing to become sworn brothers with you."

Fang Ling had never thought about becoming a sworn brother with Yan Beige. He didn't dare to expect Yan Beige to be like Yuan Wudaojun.

When Fang Ling escaped more than 500 miles, Yan Beige's voice became extremely anxious: Fang Ling, as long as you give me the innate Yuan Ling, I am willing to marry your favorite daughter to you."

"And I can also swear that as long as I don't die, I will protect you from death! I will help you become the Taoist Lord in the future."

"Thank you, Daojun Beige, for your kindness to me. It's a pity that I don't want to be your son-in-law." Fang Ling replied with a smile. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!