Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

Fang Mingjing appeared from the carriage.
However, compared to the slight commotion caused by Yun Jian’s appearance, after he appeared, the surroundings were silent.
Yun Jian’s pupils shrank slightly.
“Evil God, come out now.”
Fang Mingjing spoke softly into his sleeves.
Although his voice was small, the focus of everyone’s attention was on him, so most of them could hear it clearly.
Evil God?
what?
Just when everyone was puzzled, they soon heard a hoarse but somewhat charming female voice respond: “Okay.”
The evil god swam away from Fang Mingjing’s sleeve.
After leaving Fang Mingjing’s sleeve, the evil god’s body gradually grew larger, and then he swayed again and turned into a beauty with a sense of decadence and a bewitching brown skin.
“Transfiguration monster!?”
Horrified noises could not be heard from the crowd, and then, many people started to riot completely.
Practitioners in the Zhongruo Continent basically know that monsters can transform into human beings as long as they survive the calamity, but because the calamity of monster transformation is too harsh and terrifying, the difficulty is no less than that of a practitioner who is born in the profound realm. The heavenly tribulation that went to the Nirvana Realm resulted in almost no examples of monsters that could transform into shapes, and it was just a legend.
However, I didn’t expect that today I actually saw the existence of monsters that can transform.
“The monster that successfully transformed…”
“Even to survive the legendary catastrophe, how terrifying her strength should be!”
“Does such an existence actually protect Saint Son Chongxiao at all times?”
“gorgeous……”
The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be stagnant.
At this moment, no one was paying attention to the Yun Family Tianjiao, and almost everyone’s eyes were on the evil god and Fang Mingjing.
The Evil God turned a deaf ear to those conversations.
“Little Mingjing, why don’t you let me do it for you.”
“Well, this won’t work.”
“…Then be careful.”
The evil god nodded calmly.
She stared at Fang Mingjing for a while, then she finally backed away and turned to look at Yun Jian with a calm and unwavering gaze.
There seemed to be a hint of chill in those eyes, but Yun Jian only let out a cold snort.
“Good evening, Senior Brother Yun.”
With a slender smile, the little saint greeted him very kindly.
Yun Jian didn’t expect him to speak like this, but when he thought of the intention of the Son of Chongxiao, it was difficult for him to be friendly.
“The Holy Son of Chongxiao doesn’t seem to be nervous.” Yun Jian opened his mouth with a clear voice.”Could it be that you think you’ve settled for me, and you don’t think there’s anything to worry about?”
“Almost.” Fang Mingjing nodded.
Yun Jian laughed.
It wasn’t exasperation or ridicule, it was just a simple smile.
After laughing, a long spear suddenly appeared in Yun Jian’s hand. The long spear was bronze in color, but it looked radiant, and there were strands of mysterious fluctuations flowing on it.
“I still have a question I want to ask Shengzi Chongxiao, can you answer one or two questions?”
“Um?”
“Why is my Yun Family your first target?”
“No, it’s just a random choice.”
“…Any choice?”
Yun Jian nodded slightly.
He believed that what Fang Mingjing said should be the truth, but after comprehending the meaning, he couldn’t help feeling awe-inspiring.
According to common sense, for the first goal of Shengzi Chongxiao, he should first choose a relatively soft persimmon to pinch… This is not only to prevent unfavorable situations, but also to slowly accumulate momentum. The process of gradually taking the pressure off with the remaining goals.
However, Shengzi Chongxiao did not do this.
Acting in this way, coupled with what he said was random selection, this also made Yun Jian fully understand one thing – the other party did not take himself, the arrogance of several forces, into their eyes at all.
Thinking about it, it’s really crazy.
Although Yu Yuan was somewhat arrogant back then, he did have that qualification.
And now the Holy Son of Chongxiao… Although Yun Jian agrees that his talent is unprecedented, even that Yu Yuan is far behind, but he who appeared in the Mysterious Realm half a year ago, his cultivation is only at the early stage of the Profound Realm , and in just half a year, he was so arrogant that he didn’t put himself at the peak of the robbery state in his eyes?
You must know that in the next battle, there will be no so-called fairness for him to suppress the realm.
“Then, Yunjia Yunjian, I will ask Shengzi Chongxiao for advice next.”
Endless sharp edges seemed to emerge from all directions.
At this moment, Yun Jian, who possessed a terrifying cultivation level at the peak of the Tribulation Life Realm, had a little playfulness on his brows, and his aura directly stirred up the wind and snow between heaven and earth, turning into a substantial offensive and rolling towards Fang Mingjing.
The Son of Chongxiao did not move.
But everyone looked at him expectantly, wanting to see how amazing he would perform.
The aura of wind and snow fell in front of Fang Mingjing, but it suddenly disappeared. Seeing this, Yun Jian’s dark eyes emerged with a sternness, and the long spear in his hand seemed to shoot up into the sky, and it turned into a flash in an instant. A stream of light burst towards Fang Mingjing, carrying terrifying power, and wherever it passed, the majestic aura like the sea distorted the void.
Shengzi Chongxiao finally raised his hand.
With his young and tender palm, he could easily stop the spear that was tearing through the atmosphere.
Chong!
The spear shook violently, as if it was about to tear apart the aura defense in front of the young hand. At this moment, Yun Jian’s figure broke through the wind like lightning. The like momentum brought a screaming sound in the void, and stabbed Fang Mingjing’s body frantically.
“Senior brother Yun is a bit powerful.”
Shengzi Chongxiao showed a quiet smile. Suddenly, aura around him turned into golden Yangyan, which quickly attached to his hands.
Clang!
The crisp sound brought sparks splashing in mid-air, Yun Jian’s stabbing spear stopped, and there were two white and tender fingers on the sharp tip of the spear, and the power contained in the fingers would The spear was bent a little. .