I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

"I...I'll call for help!"

The old face of the Emperor Wu Palace elder turned red.

At this moment, he finally understood why Fang Yun asked him just now. It was not that Fang Yun doubted his character, but he really couldn't count them. If he counted them accurately by himself, it would take at least half a month.

Thinking about how Fang Yun was considering himself and how he still questioned Fang Yun, his face became hot.

"I misunderstood you just now. I apologize to you."

"Before, it was my fault."

The elder of the Emperor Wu Palace apologized.

"Elder, you don't have to do this. This achievement is beyond my expectations. It's normal that you didn't expect it."

"This guy did it all. I just took a nap."

"I came out when I heard the trial was over. I didn't think much about it at first."

It would have been better if Fang Yun hadn't said this, but as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's faces turned extremely ugly.

The faces of those who were robbed by the monsters turned red, but no one dared to say a word.

Soon, the elders of the Emperor Wu Palace gathered people to count and register.

Hundreds of people were called in, and the count took three hours.

The elder's eyes widened in fear when he saw the result.

He stammered and read out what Fang Yun had obtained, and everyone present widened their eyes.

Fang Yun's final score was 137,610 points.

After announcing Fang Yun's score, the elder of the Emperor Martial Palace took a deep breath.

It's like I'm dreaming.

"Oh my god."

"Invincible."

"Boss, give me a big slap in the face. I want to see if it hurts or not. I want to see if I am dreaming or not."

Qiao Feiyang jumped up and screamed.

This result is amazing.

"wrong."

"Elder, this boy is hiding his secrets."

"According to the assessment rules, if you keep the assessment results privately, your cultivation will be abolished."

"He has the help of a divine beast, how could he not even have a fifth-grade spiritual herb?"

"It's a coincidence that there are no fifth-grade spiritual herbs. What about spiritual fruits? Why are there no spiritual fruits with more than four pieces?"

“Everyone has seen this number.”

"Okay, even if it's a coincidence, why aren't there any fifth-grade materials among all these refining materials?"

Bi Xiujie looked at Fang Yun with a sneer, and the way he looked at Fang Yun was as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Boss..."

When Qiao Feiyang heard this, his heart was in his throat.

According to the rules, if one keeps something to himself, his cultivation will indeed be abandoned.

"Son."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ruxue clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, becoming extremely nervous.

Fang Yun’s trump card is terrifying, but the saint of the Emperor Martial Palace is in Yundi City.

However, Fang Yun's expression was unusually calm.

All the harvests above the fifth level were collected in the small world. Even a saint could not sense it and was not afraid of being searched.

Second, the Dragon King had already arranged everything and tampered with the memories of those demon kings. One of his purposes was to explain to Fang Yun the scene before him.

Just when Bi Xiujie was feeling proud, a cold snort sounded.

"Shut up."

"Are we not as good as you, a kid?"

"Everything produced in this space has a special aura that cannot be hidden from our perception."

"And what happened in it, don't we know it?"

"The Holy Land already knows the whereabouts of treasures above the fifth rank, and you have not kept any secrets."

"If I hear your questioning voice, I will cancel your qualification to continue the assessment."

"Go back."

The elder glared at Bi Xiujie coldly and snorted.

"Thank you, elder."

Bi Xiujie quickly bowed and stepped aside.

Deep in Bi Xiujie's eyes, there was a strong murderous intent, "Old thing, you scolded me in public. I will punish you after I enter the Holy Land. I will make you regret what you did today."

Then, Bi Xiujie glanced at Fang Yun, his eyes also full of murderous intent.

Star Palace.

Nan Yuyan looked at Murong Wan'er, who had just merged with her spiritual body, with a gloomy expression.

"Master, I..."

Murong Wan'er opened her mouth, but was so frightened by Nan Yuyan's cold eyes that she dared not utter the following words.

"waste."

"Something that does more harm than good."

"Now that the baby is missing, how can we track down that little bastard Fang Yun?"

When Nan Yuyan thought about how she was forced to destroy one of her clones this time, her hatred towards Fang Yun became even stronger.

"Master, my uncle has practiced the art of divine prediction. Even without a swaddling cloth, he can still predict the whereabouts of that beast Fang Yun."

"Disciple will go and ask Uncle Master for help now."

Murong Wan'er said quickly.

"Shut up!"

"Don't mention this person in front of me." With a cold snort, Nan Yuyan walked out of the room with a frosty face.

"Big sister, where is the uncle?"

Murong Wan'er turned her head and looked at Shen Qingwu. She remembered that Shen Qingwu had gone to pick up Zhang Yuanyuan before.

Zhang Yuanyuan should be in Xinggong now. But I don't know what happened, it seems that the master is very unhappy.

Murong Wan'er was extremely puzzled by this person.

"My uncle refuses to come back. She is determined to become a nun." Shen Qingwu left after leaving a few words.

"Master, do you want to be a nun?"

"How can this be?"

When Murong Wan'er heard this, her face was filled with shock.

In order to kill Fang Yun, Murong Wan'er went to Cihang Jingzhai alone.

This time, the one who welcomed Murong Wan'er was still the master of Cihang Jingzhai.

"Donor Murong, Donor Zhang doesn't want to see you."

The old master of Cihang Jingzhai said with a smile.

"I do not believe."

"You must be lying to me."

"Master uncle really loves me. I have come from afar, how could Master uncle not see me?"

"I must see my uncle."

Murong Wan'er didn't believe a word he said and pushed open the gate and entered the courtyard.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, I am Wan'er."

"How could you not see me?"

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Murong Wan'er shouted loudly and went straight into the Buddhist hall.

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was beating the wooden fish, opened her eyes, which were full of disgust.

"Uncle Master, it's me."

"I'm Wan'er."

"Did you hear wrongly?"

Murong Wan'er sat in front of Zhang Yuanyuan angrily and asked.

"The last person I want to see is someone like you who has a vicious heart and a vicious heart."

"roll."

However, it was Zhang Yuanyuan's emotionless voice that answered Murong Wan'er.

"Uncle Master, you..."

Murong Wan'er stared at Zhang Yuanyuan with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief, thinking she had heard it wrong.

"Uncle Master, it's me, I am..."

Murong Wan'er was about to speak when she was interrupted by Zhang Yuanyuan.

"I know you are Murong Wan'er."

"roll."

"Get out of the temple."

"You are a vicious and evil woman with a heart of a snake and scorpion. You will only defile the Buddhist temple."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanyuan even felt murderous.

"Uncle Master, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I feel that my uncle has gone astray."

"You should go back to the Holy Land with me. Once we get back to the Holy Land, I will be able to cure my uncle."

Murong Wan'er's voice was icy cold, her eyes were filled with chilliness and murderous intent.

At the same time, he stretched out a hand and grabbed Zhang Yuanyuan directly, trying to take Zhang Yuanyuan away by force.

Click.

Then, the crisp sound of bones breaking was heard.