Chapter 216: If You Are Not Envied, You Are a Mediocre Person

"The girl next door is growing up."

Lin Shenghuang's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the beautiful figure of Su Xi leaving in the distance.

But in an instant, she shook her head and chuckled, and said to herself: "It's good for you to attack Fang Yang, but you have a special status now, and you are almost half a foreigner. Before you take action, you have to build momentum."

In any case, a son like Su Xi who went to the Immortal Taoist Palace to seek immortality and interrogation naturally lost the closeness with ordinary tribesmen.

If it were true, Su Xi would be the first to face Fang Yang and defeat Fang Yang easily.

Although the result is good, the scene is not pretty.

They are the right way!

The right way must have the rules of the right way, not only to win, but also to be famous.

Otherwise, even if you win, you will be criticized and criticized.

Of course, Su Xi, Su Dao and others can leave and return to Changsheng Taoist Palace.

But she, Lin Shenghuang and others, still have to practice here after all.

"Boom..."

Not long after, thunder sounded in the sky, and a water mirror light curtain appeared.

And inside the water mirror light curtain were reflected two young men in brocade robes, facing each other.

It turns out that this is a scene showing the final stage of the First Order Road.

During this final level of duel, the other duels on this path will be forcibly screened out, and only the duel light screen will appear.

"Sen Xiaoyao, Su Zhansheng..."

On the cliff, Fang Lanxi looked at the light curtain of the water mirror and slowly read out the names of the two young men in brocade robes.

These two people were the geniuses of their generation who made her feel a deep sense of despair.

It was precisely when she encountered them that her dream of being a genius was shattered.

…

The long road to the third level.

Level 36.

Fang Yang was like a carp, roaming in the vast thundering waterfall on the dome.

At this moment, he patted the beast control bag.

A purple-green electric light flashed, and an electric python suddenly appeared on his left side.

"Seize this opportunity and don't waste it."

Fang Yang pushed with his right palm, causing the electric python to move forward. The electric python was also being tempered by the vast thunder and rain waterfall.

It was a shameful waste, but he actually didn't want to miss any opportunity for his pet to grow.

"Hiss~"

The electric python neighed and immediately rushed towards the thunder beasts.

During this process, the power of its bloodline burned crazily, and the two major bloodline spells were released one after another, defeating the thunder beasts one after another in the form of thunder spears.

And after breaking through, its scales actually absorbed brand new thunder and lightning.

Visible to the naked eye, its aura is gradually growing!

"Swallowing and growing..."

Fang Yang's eyes narrowed, but he kept moving his hands, casually swatting a thunder bull to death and seizing the thunder marrow.

At this moment, he thought of Bai Yuying.

The accumulation of White Feather Eagle is enough, but it lacks an opportunity.

This opportunity is to transform the Youmang Flame!

Fang Yang estimated in his mind that as he refined various kinds of strange fires and formed layers of fire domain shadows, White Feather Eagle would be triggered and advance accordingly.

After all, there are enough samples for the white-feathered eagle to try and make mistakes. Even if it is a pig, it is equivalent to standing in the limelight and it can fly.

With a "pop" sound, Fang Yang killed another thunder beast and obtained a piece of thunder marrow as big as an egg.

He even started refining Thunder Marrow to make Thunder Haifa break through the barrier and transform from the level of a stream to the level of a river.

…

The sky shook and heavy rain fell on the town.

A powerful energy came from outside the town.

Someone has passed level 35 and is about to reach level 36!

Fang Yang felt this aura and immediately put away the electric python, holding the war spear firmly in his hand.

Like a silver vase being broken, or a flash flood erupting, visitors barging in with extreme arrogance.

He is tall and tall, with disheveled hair, and a black ink spear in his hand.

Molong!

But compared to his high spirits in the past, at this moment his face looked vicissitudes of life, as if he had been tortured by life.

Fang Yang was surprised: "Senior Molong? I didn't expect you to be the first to arrive."

Fang Yang was not surprised that the "Whale Swallowing Technique" that was of great help to him now was obtained from Mo Long.

Although it was only the third level of "Little Whale Swallowing Skill" at the beginning, it helped him a lot.

Hearing this, Molong's mouth was bitter and he sighed: "Long time no see, haha, actually I didn't expect that I would fall to this point.

But it is difficult for those who are not saints to transcend. I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm just a pawn crossing the river. "

A pawn crossing the river?

Someone paid a big price for Mo Long to take action.

Fang Yang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly recalled winning the lottery.

According to what the lottery says, if he is defeated by Mo Long, then he will be spied on by a pack of wolves.

In other words, these wolves must be the people behind Mo Long.

Fang Yang: "A pawn crossing the river? In troubled times, it is difficult to stand firm. How can I make fun of you?"

"The torrent of troubled times, the torrent of troubled times." Mo Long muttered a few times, and the light in his eyes grew brighter: "Come on, if you defeat me, I will tell you who will target you."

the other side.

The crowd at Duanyun Cliff saw Molong appearing on the long road to the third level, heading straight to Fang Yang, and their eyes widened.

Among them, Su Dao narrowed his eyes, while Lin Shenghuang smiled slightly.

Because it’s best if Mo Long succeeds, but it doesn’t matter if he fails.

If it works, then it proves that although Fang Yang is talented, he still needs to be tempered.

If it doesn't work, then Su Xi's action will be logical.

There was no other way. They were in an awkward situation and could only do something similar to a whore's chastity.

After all, with a name as a fig leaf, everyone could barely get by.

Under their gaze, Fang Yang and Mo Long began to fight.

"Rumble..."

A dull sound came, and the spears and long spears kept crossing, and the air waves rolled endlessly.

But surprisingly, Fang Yang, who burst out with blood and energy, actually suppressed Mo Long in one fell swoop!

Mo Long was qualified to start the tribulation of becoming a saint. Although he did not become a saint as he wished in the end, he still survived, which already showed his strength.

Now, he was steadily suppressed by Fang Yang, how could it not be surprising?

Now, I saw Mo Long chasing straight, waving his long spear, pressing down with force, and the vast blue light was like waves, pressing horizontally.

But Fang Yang was even more violent, with black waves emerging behind him and the phantom of Hei Kun floating up and down.

In just one breath, he easily pierced Mo Long's momentum and swept Mo Long down from the sky.

Rumble... Mo Long's figure kept retreating, knocking down one hut after another, causing the town to partially erode.

Under the gaze of Su Dao and Lin Shenghuang, he suppressed Mo Long very easily!

At this moment, Mo Long's body was covered with wounds and dying.

He sank and floated in the Shuibo River, and the blood flowing from his body gradually dyed the Shuibo River red.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was completely awakened by Fang Yang.

"The people who want to trouble you are Lin Shenghuang, Su Dao and others..." Mo Long's lips moved slightly, conveying the words.

Immediately, his eyes closed and he fainted.

At the same time, a group of green divine light fell from the sky, wrapped him, condensed him into a worm shell, and took him away.

After a while, only Fang Yang was left in the field.

Under Fang Yang's gaze, another green divine light swept through the town, restoring the town to its original appearance.

"The power of the saint?"

Fang Yang's eyes were deep: "...Lin Shenghuang and Su Dao and others, I was targeted because I was too close to the Sen family."

Despite this, his heart was still calm.

If you are not envied, you are mediocre. If you rise, you will inevitably encroach on the interests, and thus suffer the jealousy and hatred of others, and even suppression.

Even Sen Wei and Sen Yue could not avoid this process.