Chapter 337: Great Sage’s Disciple, Seeking Immortal Dao Lord

Fang Wang swung his sword again, and the ghosts and gods swung their swords down. The black sword energy once again struck the ground submerged by the Tongtian Emperor River. This time his target was the Patriarch of Conquering Demons.

Another ravine thousands of feet long appeared, splitting the golden ocean. The Demon-Conquering Patriarch blocked it with a whisk, but the sword energy passed by, and the whisk in his hand disappeared. He took a step back and knelt on the ground.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, spilling blood all over the ground. Golden waves rose up from the cliffs on the left and right sides, heading towards him.

"Zhu Xian—

The Patriarch of Demon-Conquering said in a trembling voice. He could no longer raise his head and could clearly feel that his soul was being pulled away.

Fang Wang's two swords seemed to be casual, but in fact he used all his strength to harvest the lives of these two gods of heaven and earth!

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Ghosts and gods stand proudly in the sky, the record of extinction lies across the sea of ​​clouds, and the only sound left between heaven and earth is the surging sound of the Tongtian Emperor River.

Fang Wang had no expression on his face, waiting for the death of the three gods of heaven and earth.

It has to be said that the vitality of the universe is extremely strong, and these three people are higher than Taoist Xuanzhi. Even though they were hit by many of his magical powers, they still did not die suddenly.

But it's soon.

In less than ten breaths, Lord Zhulangshan's soul was absorbed by the ghost and god sword energy, and his vitality was cut off.

Then came Dao Nineteen and the Patriarch of Conquering Demons. The two of them wanted to use other methods in the Tongtian Emperor River, but the Tongtian Emperor River weakened their will far more than they expected, and they quickly lost their fighting spirit.

Thunder clouds rumbled in the sky, and bursts of thunder sounded.

Fang Wang seemed to feel something. Looking up, he felt that the thundercloud did not appear due to their battle pressure, but that there was some kind of divine power.

Gradually, Fang Wang came to a clear understanding.

The heaven and earth are falling, and the heaven and the earth are mourning!

This power of heaven was caused by the fall of Taoist Xuanzhi, while the mournful screams of the Lord Zhulangshan, Daojiu Nineteen, and the Patriarch of Conquering Demons are still gathering momentum.

Fang Wang glanced down and the Rainbow Sword in his hand disappeared. His left hand then went down to explore the air and took out several storage rings.

After he completely absorbed the souls of the three heaven and earth gods, his mind moved, and the Tongtian Emperor River covering the earth dissipated, as if the earth had taken off its golden coat, and wisps of golden smoke shone between the sky and the earth, illuminating the thunder clouds.

"Master, are they—" Xiao Zi's excited voice sounded, but it stopped abruptly before she could finish speaking.

An extremely terrifying coercion descended. Fang Wang raised his eyes and saw that the thunderclouds in the sky began to rotate, forming a spectacular and majestic vortex. In the center of the vortex was an extreme darkness, which was daunting.

One after another figures fell from it, all of them were dressed in black. There was a disk printed on the robe, and there were six figures of various shapes bisecting the disk. At first glance, they looked like the six paths representing reincarnation, and there were still signs on their faces. Wearing a pure white mask, only a pair of eyes are exposed.

Fang Wang thought that the two mysterious people who had sneaked into the pilgrimage house before seemed to be the companions of this group of people.

The number of these people is extremely large, and they are constantly flowing. They quickly disperse and float above Fangwang, thousands of feet away from each other. If you look around, there are at least a hundred thousand, and the number is still growing rapidly.

Fang Wang's eyes fell on an old man wearing a green robe. This old man was not wearing a mask, his face was weathered, but his eyes were very cold. He looked down at Fang Wang as if he were looking at ants on the ground.

Very strong!

Fang Wang clearly felt that this green-robed old man was stronger than the previous three Heaven and Earth Qiankun.

But it's not so strong that it makes him uneasy!

The old man in green robe looked down at Fang Wang and slowly said: "Kill the four deities of heaven and earth, Fang Wang, your strength is indeed beyond my imagination. After this battle, the energy of the Eastern world will drop a lot, do you know How long does it take to cultivate a universe?

Fang Wang twisted his neck and said, "If I kill you, will there be anyone behind me who refuses to accept it?"

The old man in green robe snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his arm and waved. Hundreds of thousands of masked figures clapped their hands together, and their bodies instantly turned into black mist. The black clothes stirred violently, and the vast black mist spread out, quickly covering it. The sky blocks out the sun.

Fang Wang felt carefully that the black mist was made of flesh and blood, and the breath of flesh and blood still remained.

These people actually sacrificed themselves directly!

The whole world darkened instantly, and Fang Wang was directly dragged into the spiritual image of the heaven and earth.

The speed at which this spiritual image unfolded was faster than that of the four great cultivators of heaven, earth, heaven and earth that he had encountered before, and Fang Wang had no time to dodge.

The earth fell into darkness, and the bodies of Lord Zhulangshan, Dao Nineteen, and the Patriarch of Conquering Demons were swallowed by the darkness.

"It's him! He is the disciple of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon, Lord Xunxian Dao!"

Xiao Zi cried out, revealing the identity of the old man in green robe.

The disciple of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon?

Doesn’t that mean he has lived for tens of thousands of years?

How did you survive?

Fang Wang looked at the old man in green robes known as Xunxian Daojun and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Taoist Master Xunxian said with no expression on his face: "It turns out she is the princess of the True Dragon Clan. It seems that although the master is reckless, he still has many methods in reserve. But unfortunately, his methods will be the same as his fate, and he will be defeated at the feet of the sky."

boom!

Black flames ignited all over his body, and even his white hair started to flutter.

Bolts of thunder struck down from the thunderclouds, all falling on him. With each lightning strike he suffered, his aura became more and more powerful.

at the same time.

Outside, lightning flashed and thundered in the thunderclouds over the Human Emperor Continent, and the scene of the confrontation between Fang Wang and Xunxian Daojun actually illuminated in the thunder.

The picture is from the perspective behind Fang Wang. Fang Wang is looking up at the lofty Xunxian Daojun. Xunxian Daojun, who is absorbing the thunder, is so arrogant. He raises his right hand, and the whisk in his hand also begins to absorb thunder and lightning.

At the edge of the Human Emperor Continent, all the creatures fighting in the battlefield noticed this scene.

The same is true inside the Dayu Divine Dynasty. Countless people and cultivators came outside and looked up.

In the Imperial Palace.

The Dayu Emperor walked out of the hall. He stood on the steps and looked up at the illusion in the thunderclouds in the sky. He couldn't help but frown.

Hong Xian'er is fighting with a True Soul Realm cultivator. Her eyes are alert to the sky and her eyebrows are tight.

Anyone who sees this scene can feel the power of Xunxian Daojun, and as the power of heaven descends, they even hear the voice of Xunxian Daojun.

"You all should watch carefully, this is the fate of defying the heavens!"

As the voice of Xunxian Daojun fell on the hearts of all living beings, he swung his whisk fiercely in the illusion and hit Fang Wang.

With this swing, the thunderclouds in the sky emitted thousands of lightning and thunder, and the strong light shone, making the entire Renhuang Continent lose its color and affecting all battlefields.

In the spiritual image of heaven and earth.

Fang Wang leaped up, and the Tianling treasure body and the Tiangang Zhiyang Tyrant body were combined together to resist the thunder in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he killed in front of Xunxian Daojun and stabbed with the Tiangong halberd in his hand.

Xunxian Daojun glared, and the flesh on his forehead suddenly burst open, and a vertical eye peeked out, and a terrible beam of light came out of the eye, hitting Fang Wang head-on.