The voice of the masked monk echoed between heaven and earth.
However, the monks of various races in the surrounding auditorium seemed to not be able to see him or hear what he was saying, and were still immersed in the original discussion.
At this moment, Fang Yu's face showed no emotion, anger, sorrow or joy, and even his eyes were expressionless, as if he had no reaction to anything the masked monk said.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that his pupils are already glowing with a dark red light.
Anyone who is familiar with Fang Yu knows that this is how he really gets angry.
"Fang Yu, I know you are angry now, but is anger useful? Over the years, how many human monks have been as angry as you, where did they end up?" The masked monk was still talking, his tone becoming more and more passionate, "Death! Who?
Anyone who dares to resist will die!"
"In a place like the Immortal Realm, the human race has no place!"
"As for you, Fang Yu, you are not qualified to go to the Immortal Realm. My mission... is to obliterate you in the wild world."
Having said this, the blue light in the masked monk's eyes became more and more intense.
His tone was full of murderous intent and deep hatred.
The source of this hatred does not seem to be caused by something, but more like it is imprinted in the blood!
Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the masked monk in the sky, his eyes filled with deathly silence.
He knew very well that everything the masked monk from the Holy Academy said was deliberately to anger him.
The other party does this because they think it is beneficial.
Any monk with a normal IQ knows that he must oppose the enemy, otherwise he will be at a disadvantage.
But Fang Yu didn't think so at this moment.
For him, since the masked monk thinks that irritating him can get good results... then, just try it.
"It's a pity. If you cut out more of this scene, you can see the miserable condition of your master Daotian." The masked monk shook his head and said, "Now in this scene, your master has been taken away.
...By the way, he was not dead at that time, but he was later taken back to the Netherworld by Tongming Immortal Lord's men. With Tongming Immortal Lord's cruel character... I'm afraid it would be better to die."
"You seem to really want to see me lose my mind." Fang Yu looked at the masked monk and suddenly asked.
Yawenba
The masked monk narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Fang Yu, and said: "Seven emotions and six desires are all weaknesses. For top experts, all desires should be cut off."
"You retain your seven emotions and six desires. Naturally, I have to use this to deal with you."
"Of course, you can think that what I said are all fabricated lies. If thinking so will make you feel better..."
"Boom..."
Before he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly erupted from where Fang Yu was!
A terrifying aura exploded, and a large chunk of the center of the competition platform collapsed!
Fang Yu still stood where he was.
But at this moment, his body was burning with a layer of golden and red arrogance.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, did not activate the form.
"Hahaha... It seems that you are already angry. Very good, Fang Yu. This shows that my strategy is correct. Next... I will give you a chance to vent your anger and let you deal with the thong who severely injured your master.
Mingxianzun."
The masked monk laughed and slowly disappeared in the air.
And in the next second, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the air.
A dark light flickered in the sky.
A monk wearing a huge cloak with fist-sized beads spinning around his body appeared in Fang Yu's field of vision.
His face was stern, and his slender eyes contained ruthlessness and coldness.
And in his eyes, various talismans were still flashing, and fierce and oppressive auras burst out one after another!
This is the Immortal Lord Tongming!
At this moment, Immortal Tongming's eyes were locked on Fang Yu.
This is just a scene preserved by the Mirror of All Things.
Therefore, Tongming Immortal Lord does not actually care about Fang Yu's identity.
Under the control of the masked monk, he would only think that Fang Yu in front of him was a hostile target.
Just clean it up.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."
The body of Tongming Immortal Venerable exudes bursts of powerful immortal light!
In the light, the coercion between heaven and earth increased layer by layer and was fully exerted on Fang Yu's body.
Fang Yu could clearly sense that at this moment, the laws in this world had changed.
It seems that the laws in this world have been integrated into one body by Tongming Immortal Lord and can be controlled at will.
Fang Yu didn't have any understanding of the title 'Immortal Lord'.
Because in the past, this title could be used in many situations.
But he knew that since the Holy Court would arrange for the Tongming Immortal to deal with him, then... the strength of this Tongming Immortal would definitely not be weak!
Regardless of whether what the masked monk just said was true or false, the rage in Fang Yu's heart that was ignited by seeing the scene of the Tiandao Sect being destroyed can no longer be suppressed.
Now, he just wants to vent his inner anger!
Fang Yu raised his right palm.
"Buzz buzz..."
The blood-drinking demon-drawing sword condensed in his hand.
When anger breaks out, using the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword can maximize the power of this weapon.
Of course, if your mentality is not firm enough, you may suffer backlash and become obsessed.
But Fang Yu didn't care about this.
Now, he just wants to chop the Tongming Immortal Lord in front of him into pieces.
"Humans are all ants! There is no place for you in Luotian Immortal World!" Tongming Immortal Lord said in a cold voice.