Chapter 1899: I will watch you quietly... (2/2)

I'm not afraid of getting a small injury, but if he is beaten in public like these hapless guys, where will he put his face as the ”head of the four princes of Fuliuzhou”?

He was amazed in his heart. On the one hand, he was frightened by the power of the Chiyang Gate, and even these ordinary people had such tyrannical power; on the other hand, he was ticklish and unbearable, wondering if the assassin and the ancestor of Lieyang had been killed Minute.

I tiptoe and tiptoe, my neck stretched and stretched, and I still couldn't see anything. I could only feel waves of flames passing over my head, turning them all into small fishes living under the sea of ​​fire.

Fortunately, the riots brought about by the assassins came and went quickly. Before Young Master Fang’s neck was stretched, the chaotic scene gradually subsided. Over the front altar of the 100,000 cultivators, hundreds of crystals gradually rose. In the big transparent fireball, in each fireball, an assassin was imprisoned.

All the assassins were scorched by flames, arcs penetrated, and suffered the torture of death.

Father Fang was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time. Unexpectedly, Old Ancestor Lieyang's cultivation was as high as this level. He captured hundreds of assassins alive and imprisoned them to this weird level. The prohibition made them embarrassed in public.

This is dozens of times more difficult than directly killing hundreds of assassins.

There was also an uproar in the surrounding heroes, and soon someone recognized the assassin's identity.

”Tai Xuan Dao, Purple Extreme Sword Sect, Wind Thunder Valley, Jin Jiazong, Beast Yuzhai, Feiling Island...Sure enough, they all belong to the six major sects!”

”And they are all outstanding masters among the younger generation. It seems that under the constraints of the'Zhu Xian Ling' in the past few years, they have been unable to shrink, and they are really suffocated!”

”It's a pity that what they met this time was Old Ancestor Lieyang, it's really ridiculous that they can shake the tree!”

”Is there any fellow Daoist who can see exactly how Old Ancestor Lieyang made his move? It was too fast just now. I, I didn't even see anything, these juniors were all captured alive!”

”Although they are all juniors, there are also many masters of the Golden Core series, who can't even go through three rounds under the hands of the ancestors. The cultivation base of the ancestors is really unfathomable and unfathomable!”

Mr. Fang sighed secretly. At this moment, he finally saw the appearance of the assassin. He had seen many young masters of the six major sects, and they were the objects of their collateral branches looking up. He did not expect that today he was swept up and embarrassed. Like this.

He secretly rejoiced for his father's wise and decisiveness.

That's right, the ancestor Lieyang has supernatural powers, and what does the Purple Extreme Sword Sect count as the ”sword idiot” Yanli who came to be close to people, I am afraid that the ancestor was locked in the flame prohibition, unable to survive or die. Will it end?

At this moment, Lord Fang suddenly heard a sound like a mosquito, not far from above his head.

This sound was very strange, and Lord Fang had never heard of any weapon or magic weapon before that could make a similar sound.

Immediately afterwards, there were waves of ripples in the air, and something the size of a pearl emerged from the void.

I don't know if I was disturbed by the raging flame psychic energy just now, I had to show up; or maybe the time had come and I didn't need to hide in the air.

Grandpa Fang was very curious. Looking left and right, whether his father, other monks or many Chiyangmen, all focused their attention on the hundreds of assassins in front, no one noticed this insignificant little bead.

He moved in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help being curious, and quietly released a psychic energy that really sucked the little bead over.

This is a magic weapon like a big eyeball.

But there was a delicateness that Mr. Fang had never seen before.

The layer upon layer of structure like crystal pupils, and the lines entangled around them that are dozens of times thinner than the hair, all give him a sense of grace, refinement and coldness that is completely different from the magic weapon of the ancient sacred world.

Naturally, Mr. Fang would never know. This is the difference between a hand workshop and a large industrial assembly line.

”Didi, Didididi!”

There was a gentle adjustment sound from the depths of the metal eyeballs, dozens of circles of ”pupils” expanded and contracted, and they adjusted continuously, as if they had drawn the ”eyes” back from a long distance and landed on his face.

Father Fang shuddered in his heart, feeling that this magic weapon was evil for no reason.

However, this is the site of Old Ancestor Lieyang, with such a large Red Flame Demon God covering the sky, it seems nothing terrible.

Father Fang swallowed his saliva, studied this weird magic weapon over and over for a long time, and found that two lines of extremely small words were engraved on the back of the ”pupil”.

These two lines are not only a hundred times smaller than rice grains, but also have a lot of strokes missing, and the writing is extremely weird. After a long time trying to guess the words, Fang Datong could barely read their meaning:

”Phoenix-19 type ultra-long-distance multifunctional invisible lens.”

”Produced by Yaoshi Group, exclusively for the garrison of the Old Saint Special Administrative Region of the Xingyao Federation.”

”Didi, Didi!”

Just when the big young man Fang and Jingyan were ”big eyes and small eyes”, more identical crystal eyes got out of the invisible state one after another and hung over everyone's heads.

It was as if they had been floating there a long time ago, quietly looking at the ancestors of Lieyang who were majestic and invincible above the foremost method altar.