The intense light blocked the sight of many people.

"Boom..."

The roar continued, and the vibration continued.

Several defensive circles on the island where the Feather Gate is located have been activated, but they are still shaking very badly.

In addition to killing tens of thousands of monks, the power of this palm also flattened the ground on the rear coast.

After a few minutes, the sound slowly recovered.

And in the air in front of Fang Yu, there was still a large amount of power that did not dissipate, causing the space to be distorted and almost cracked.

Fang Yu retracted his right palm that was gasping.

To cast the Supreme Palm, the higher the number of rings, the higher the requirements for the palm.

Not only the consumption of true energy, but also a test of the physical body's endurance!

The physical body of an ordinary monk, condensing three or four rings is the limit, and there is a danger of exploding if it goes up.

And Fang Yu condensed thirty-seven rings in a very short time!

The pressure on the whole body is extremely terrifying.

But for Fang Yu, it wasn't too difficult, just the right arm was a little hot.

If there is enough time, he feels that he can condense to more than seventy or eighty rings.

"This time it seems to be around thirty-seven loops in ten seconds? Next time, strive for ten seconds and fifty loops." Fang Yu said, looking at his right palm.

Fang Yu raised his head, glanced to the distance, and sneered: "After you go back, it is best to tell your adults that if you want to destroy the Yuhua Gate, you must be prepared to be destroyed."

"After that, I won't waste my tongue."

"I will destroy whoever comes."

After speaking, Fang Yu turned and flew back to the Yuhua Gate.

And many monks hiding in the extreme distance, after hearing these words, their bodies were soaked in cold sweat, their bodies trembling unceasingly.

Having personally experienced the surge of magic energy just now, they saw the scene where the allied forces of the three first-tier immortal gates of the Yin-Yang clan were blasted out by a palm... their mentality collapsed and their courage was shattered.

Horror, terrible!

This man named Fang Yu... is really terrifying!

At this moment, they just want to escape, just want to stay away from the green sea!

Compared with the twenty-four major clans that have not yet arrived, they are more afraid of Fang Yu in front of them!

Escape! Escape!

The monks from all major forces present only had this idea in their hearts.

"Swish swish..."

They fled in a hurry, and several of them were unable to maintain stability even in the flight of Yu Qi, and fell into the sea.

...

Fang Yu returned to the Yuhua Gate.

On the back mountain, everyone in the Yuhua Gate looked like petrified, their faces dull.

The red lotus who was watching the battle silently on the edge of the back mountain was shining with brilliance.

"...Unbelievable."

Huaixu looked at Fang Yu and couldn't help sighing.

He has always known the power of Fang Yu.

But when he saw the scene of blasting tens of thousands with his own eyes, he still couldn't help being shocked.

Too strong....

How can such a powerful person exist in this world?

Here... but the upper plane!

As for the others, they were also speechless.

I thought there would be a big battle.

However, the war is over before it has started.

A palm... destroy everything.

And the power that erupted from that palm was far beyond the level of 10,000 cultivators.

Terrible, extremely terrible.

"What's the matter, you all met me on the first day?" Fang Yu frowned, "I thought you were used to this kind of scenes. It seems that you still don't trust me much."

"No, it's not a question of belief or trust..." Xu Jialu said incoherently, "Yes, it is a question of not dreaming."

With that, Xu Jialu slapped himself.

"Snapped!"

"It doesn't seem to have a dream." Xu Jialu took a breath and said.

"There is nothing else for the time being, you can go back and do your own things," Fang Yu said.

"Head... Next time before you do it, can you remind us?" Xu Jialu said with a lingering fear, "When that palm blasted out, we even felt that we were going to be blasted to death. It was terrible."

"Next time you can hide away a little bit." Fang Yu smiled.

...

What happened above the green sea, through the mouths of the monks who watched the battle, swept across all major realms like a hurricane.

The three first-level immortal gates of the Yin-Yang clan joined forces to destroy the Yuhua Gate...but they were blasted out by Fang Yu!

No one survived!

This news was like a blasting thunder, which once again blew up the waves in the already rough Southern Region.

Thousands of monks from the three first-level immortal gates...

That is the elite of the three first-level immortal gates, and their combat power is not trivial!

But they were destroyed by Fang Yu's palm.

This person... really has a cruel nature, as expected from Wandao Pavilion, and is the biggest demon of Datianchenxing!

How to deal with such a demon?

After the news spread, the major realms were discussing how to deal with Fang Yu's forces, so they became more cautious.

They knew that if they rushed to the Yuhua Gate, they would only end up with the same end as the three first-level immortal gates of the Yin-Yang clan!

We must take a long-term view and unite more and stronger forces!

Join hands! Must join forces!

It is not that the major forces in the realm join forces... but the major realms join forces!

We must gather the power of the entire Southern Region to jointly defeat Fang Yu and Yuhuamen!

Only in this way can we have the crushing power to send Fang Yu and Yuhuamen to **** at once!

Many forces have come to the same conclusion.

As a result, they gathered one after another to look for the elders in their respective realms.

For such a big event, Jie Zun must be involved in to make it happen!

...

Yuhua Gate, on the back mountain.

Sitting on the easy chair, Fang Yu raised Erlang's legs, looking at ease.

Huaixu sat opposite, with a serious expression, and said: "Brother Fang, today's move...I am afraid that Wandao Pavilion will use it again."

"So what?" Fang Yu looked at Huaixu and asked, "Our reputation has already reached its worst, and it can't be worse, so it doesn't matter how Wan Dao Pavilion smears it."

"Furthermore, you don't have to expect those guys to know their way when they are lost. Anyway, just hit someone who comes. I don't bother to bother."

Huaixu was about to talk.

But at this moment, Fang Yu sat up straight and looked forward.

"A guest is here," Fang Yu said.

Two minutes later.

Great Lord Yin and Yang came to Fang Yu.

"Head of Fang." The Great Lord Yin and Yang looked at Fang Yu with complicated eyes.

"Sit down." Fang Yu smiled. "You came to me for that matter today?"

"Yes, the deity didn't know about the fact that the three first-level immortal gates came together to come to Yuhuamen." Yin Yang Dazun said.

"Even if you know, you won't stop those people, will you?" Fang Yu asked.

Great Lord Yin and Yang looked stagnant, and then nodded.

"Yes, the deity will not stop them." The Great Master Yin and Yang replied truthfully, "In this situation, no one dares to stand on Fang's side, otherwise they will encounter unprecedented pressure."

"Then you dare to come and meet me?" Fang Yu raised his brows and asked, "If it gets spread out, you might be dragged into the water."

"I came here this time to report the last time the head of the party did not kill. After that... the deity will choose the path that is most beneficial to him." Yin Yang said slowly.