Chapter 166: Killing the Immortal with One Punch, Fang Wang’s Goal

Fang Wang concentrated on cultivating the Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body, ignoring the noise he caused.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into his body violently, forming a howling wind. The monks at the foot of the mountain looked at each other and finally chose to leave, not daring to provoke him.

Seeing the momentum of this energy intake, they knew that they were definitely not Fang Wang's opponent.

They thought so, but it didn't mean that others thought so. Many trialists felt the direction of the surge of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they all thought that a peerless treasure had been born, and they all flew towards the direction of the spiritual energy.

In less than half an incense stick of time, the figures of trialists appeared in all directions of heaven and earth. They looked at Fang Wang from afar. The yang energy on Fang Wang's body was very strong, like a small sun standing on the top of the mountain.

During the process of absorbing energy, Fang Wang did not feel any pain. He had already practiced the Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body to perfection, which was equivalent to having experience, and just going through it again.

His physique is changing. The Tiangang Saint Body is already strong and has extraordinary self-healing ability. Now it stimulates the generation of Yang Qi, and the flesh and bones become hard. There is no conflict between the two.

This feeling is very wonderful, which gradually calms Fang Wang's bored and restless heart.

This retreat time is too long. Fang Wang decided that he must be free and easy for ten years after the end of this trial!

Anyway, the Tiandao Zhenneng has been absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His laziness is already the state of effort of ordinary cultivators.

Fang Wang was immersed in his own changes and did not notice the cultivators coming from all directions. The main reason was that he did not feel the dangerous breath.

In the Yin Realm for more than 5,000 years of retreat, although Fang Wang's cultivation did not leap forward, his strength has been greatly improved, especially the great perfection of the Nine Nether Freedom Technique. It is no exaggeration to say that no one in the Abandoned Heaven Secret Realm can kill him.

Whoever dares to provoke him will only die.

As time goes by, more and more trialists come, and they gather in twos and threes.

"Who is that person?"

"It seems to be Fang Wang, the Yellow Sword Master."

"Such a burning breath, is this guy practicing? Or has he eaten some extremely yang treasure?"

"This breath is not a joke, it's better to stay away. Are the current Yellow Soldier Masters so exaggerated?"

"I don't know if Master Jiuyou dares to come."

"What about Master Jiuyou? Master Jiuyou has been killed by Fang Wang!"

Soon, the news that Master Jiuyou was killed by Fang Wang began to spread in the sky. The battle between Fang Wang and Master Jiuyou was so fierce that at that time, in addition to Yang Du, many people witnessed the battle in secret.

Knowing that Master Jiuyou was killed by Fang Wang with one sword, those who wanted to plot against Fang Wang gave up their ideas.

Although Fang Wang had a great opportunity at first glance, the point was too hard to touch.

There were countless opportunities in the Abandoned Heaven Secret Realm, so there was no need to fight to the death with one.

In this way, some people came and some left, but in general, the number of trialists attracted by Fang Wang has been increasing.

After a while,

A powerful momentum came, which was more shocking than the Golden Body Realm, and shocked all the trialists within a hundred miles.

"Master Ku Mu is here!"

Someone exclaimed, with fear in his tone.

The trialists looked around, trying to find the figure of Master Ku Mu.

At this time, the sky above Fang Wang's head suddenly sprinkled pieces of dead leaves, like a heavy rain, but these dead leaves fell very slowly, the dead leaves swayed, and kept turning, and this rain of dead leaves actually shone with a little light.

Countless dead leaves fell towards the top of the mountain, attracting the attention of all trialists.

When the dead leaves were less than a hundred feet away from Fang Wang, the dead leaves at the bottom began to ignite and quickly turned into ashes. Then, more and more dead leaves were ignited, and the smoke curled up, forming a spectacular cloud of smoke.

"What a strong yang energy, Huang Zi Jian Jun, it seems that you have got a great opportunity."

An old voice sounded, with an indifferent tone and a strong sense of oppression.

Fang Wang did not answer, nor did he open his eyes. His Yang Qi was still burning, preventing the dead leaves from approaching him.

The world fell silent.

All the trialists were waiting for Fang Wang to answer, but Fang Wang did not say a word.

"Hmph!"

The voice of the dead wood master sounded again, this time with anger and murderous intent.

With a bang!

A huge vine came from the horizon, spanning the sky, tearing through the sea of ​​clouds, unstoppable.

This vine was several feet thick, like a dragon twisting its body and sprinting quickly, so fast that most trialists could hardly keep up.

In a flash, Fang Wang, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, suddenly punched out, and he still did not open his eyes.

His right fist was thrown out, accompanied by a shocking dragon roar, and a black dragon seemed to cross time and space to kill, appearing out of thin air, and killing the vine with fangs and claws.

The world trembled!

The huge tree vine was directly torn apart by the black dragon, and it killed all the way to the horizon. At the end of the tree vine, the withered wood master was holding up his palm. The withered wood master was wearing a gray robe, with white hair and a youthful face. His small eyes were wide open, and his pupils enlarged.

Facing the Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist, he was frightened, but he still instinctively raised the whisk in his hand to resist.

The spiritual power of the Mahayana realm burst out, shaking the earth, and the black dragon killed him in an instant.

At this moment, the withered wood master felt the unstoppable terrifying murderous aura.

Not good!

Boom——

The black dragon dispersed his spiritual power, blasted his body directly, and continued to fly towards the horizon.

The next second, the trialists from all directions felt the terrible impact coming, and they all used their spiritual power to resist. Mountains were crushed and dust flew up.

On the top of Juyue Mountain, Fang Wang was sitting in meditation, maintaining a fist-pumping posture.

He opened his right fist, closed it, and clenched it again. With a whoosh, a storage bag with a blue background and purple edges flew in front of him, and he casually threw it beside him.

After the black dragon passed by, a white light rushed towards the horizon. It was the soul of Master Kumu. Fang Wang did not chase him.

Only by keeping this guy alive can more people know how powerful he is, so they won't dare to provoke him.

Of course, the main reason was that he was too lazy to get up and just wanted to quickly transform into the Vajra Sun Body.

for a long time.

After the wind and waves raging across the world subsided, the eyes of the trialists fell on a huge ravine on the ground, and their eyes were all dull.

Fang Wang sat on the top of the mountain and punched. The power of his fist could actually leave a ravine hundreds of miles long on the mountains and rivers of the earth. It was hard to imagine how powerful this unique skill was.

Yang stood alone among the mountains and fields in the distance. He looked at the billowing dust and smoke several miles away, and his heart beat faster.

He was also attracted by the strange movement of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When he saw it was Fang Wang, he wanted to leave at that time, but the dead wood master came.

He has a problem, that is, he likes to watch the excitement.

"This punch is much scarier than the one I faced back then..."

Yang Du's heart was full of fear. He claimed that his body was immortal, but he didn't dare to gamble when faced with the black dragon just now.

He felt that even if he survived, he would probably need a long time to recover.

At the same time, he had another idea.

Do you want to make friends with Fang Wang?

Speaking of which, Fang Wang took the initiative to save him, and even let him live in the face of his provocation. It was obvious that he had an eye for him.

Yang Du thought carefully about his life and events. He had enemies all over the world, but there were very few people who could truly be considered friends.

Not only Yang Du, but other trialists also had the idea of ​​making friends with Fang Wang. Sooner or later, a monk with such strength would stand at the top of the South Qiong Sea, and there would be no harm in making friends with him.

The world has returned to calm, but the power of the Nine Dragons Suppressing Heaven Fist has not completely dissipated.

The trialists did not dare to disturb Fang Wang and could only wait patiently. However, after waiting for several days, Fang Wang had no intention of waking up, so they could only give up and leave one after another to find their own opportunities.

The news that Fang Wang killed the mortal body of the dead tree with one punch spread quickly.

The trial had just started, but Fang Wang had already defeated two real people, killing one and seriously injuring the other, with a remarkable record.

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Time flies, and fights occur every day in the secret territory of Qitian. The further back and forth, the louder the fights become.

A blink of an eye.

There are still three months until the end of the trial.

On the sky, the wind and waves formed long dragons, rushing in the same direction. The land below was divided into two parts by a bottomless canyon.

I saw silhouettes flying out from the depths of the canyon. The leader was a man in white wearing a crown facing the sky. His sleeves were wide and fluttering in the wind. He played with the wooden beads in his hands, with a satisfied smile on his handsome face and said: " It’s a worthwhile trip to get the relics.”

The other trialists congratulated him one after another, their words full of compliments.

He is a disciple of Changsheng Pavilion, named Qu Lingcang.

The other disciples of Changsheng Pavilion all call him senior brother.

Qu Lingcang suddenly raised his head, looked towards the horizon, and asked: "Is it possible that the vision of the aura of heaven and earth has lasted for so long because of that yellow-character sword master Fang Wang?"

Hearing this, the other disciples nodded and speculated.

"Fang Wang may be practicing some kind of skill."

"That's right. The Demon Lord Qitian left behind quite a lot of body tempering techniques."

"What are the body-tempering skills of the demon clan that are good to practice? I guess he got the demon elixir from the Demon Lord Qitian."

"Really or not, how could the Changsheng Pavilion keep the demon elixir of the Demon Lord Qitian?"

Listening to the discussion of the junior brothers and sisters, Qu Lingcang's eyes became dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Qu Lingcang asked: "After this trial, Fang Wang will be ranked as one of the twenty-four real people. Do you think I should win over him? Or even introduce him to the Changsheng Pavilion cabinet."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were shocked and immediately tried to dissuade them. They all talked in different directions, all with the same meaning. Fang Wang was too mysterious. If the enemy stole the order and sneaked into Changsheng Pavilion, Qu Lingcang's move might cause trouble for himself. .

Regardless of the fact that Changsheng Pavilion obeys orders but does not recognize people, it is only an external position. If something happens to Changsheng Pavilion due to Qu Lingcang's introduction, the consequences will be disastrous.

Qu Lingcang said quietly: "For what purpose did Fang Wang join the Changsheng Pavilion? His cultivation does not seem to need to be passed down. If it is to steal information, why do he need to make such a big splash?"

At this time, the disciples were silent, and they couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the storm in the sky gradually calmed down, causing everyone to turn around and look.

It seems that Fang Wang has succeeded.