Chapter 346: The Seventh Level of the Supernatural Realm, the Immortal Age

Jiang Shenming stood up. The heavy rain fell on him, but it couldn't wet his robe. Under his gaze, a huge real dragon emerged from the sea, revealing only the head of the dragon, but it was also a thousand feet high, full of oppression.

This dragon seemed to be a black dragon. The dragon horns were not sharp, but very huge, like two small mountains hanging on the dragon's eyes. The dragon scales were dark black, and there were dark red meridians looming between the dragon scales.

This was a black dragon with a ferocious face, exuding endless evil spirits. When the dragon's mouth opened and spit out, it was full of burning turbid air.

The man in the straw raincoat looked up at the black dragon, not afraid, but curious.

Suddenly!

The sea in front exploded again, and black dragons rose up one after another. There were eight in total, looking exactly the same as the original black dragon. They rose from the bottom of the sea, and their dragon bodies were actually connected together. It was not nine dragons, but a nine-headed dragon!

Only half of the dragon's body was exposed, with a pair of front claws floating above the sea. Even so, it was more than ten thousand feet high, covering the sky and the sun,

plunging the wooden boat into darkness.

Jiang Shenming narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Why does this breath feel familiar?"

"I didn't expect that I would meet the Jiang people just after breaking the seal!"

A deep and domineering voice sounded, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Thunder, shaking the sea.

Jiang Shenming raised the corners of his mouth, put his hands on his waist, and smiled: "Evil beast, judging from your breath, you should have reached the true soul realm, you are indeed very strong, but unfortunately, you met me and spoke rudely, you are doomed!"

He soared into the sky, and his Taoist robe fluttered violently.

The nine pairs of dragon eyes of the nine-headed dragon were all locked on Jiang Shenming, with sharp eyes, as if to pierce him.

The man in the straw raincoat stood at the bow, looking up at the confrontation between Jiang Shenming and the nine-headed dragon. He was not panicked at all. He just wiped the seawater off his face and looked at the sky with shining eyes.

He couldn't wait to see a world-shaking battle.

Time flies, and twenty years have passed.

Fang Wang broke through from the fifth level of the supernatural realm to the seventh level of the supernatural realm in one breath, and the eighth level is not far away.

He plans to practice until he reaches the stepping sky realm. When he reaches the stepping sky realm, he should set off.

Now he is 424 years old, approaching the upper age limit of the four heroes of Nanqiong. He also wants to take advantage of his age atmosphere to sweep the world.

What nine-life treasure spirit, what saintly talent, what resurrected great sage, he wants to defeat them all!

Unconsciously, Fang Wang has developed such a competitive spirit.

He can give inheritance to strangers, but he also has a heart that pursues fame and fortune, and he pursues the name of the strongest.

While Fang Wang was still practicing, Xiao Zi flew to him cautiously. Fang Wang asked with his eyes closed in a sluggish posture, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Zi's eyes turned and said, "Sir, is Wang Dao going to save the people?"

'Just tell me, what happened outside?"

"Hehe, I won't hide it from you. An evil demon from the sky appeared in this world and slaughtered the people. Over the years, I have spread your name and let the four words "Tian Dao Fang Wang" spread to the world. Many of your Dharma images have been set up outside and worship you with incense. So some people come to this forbidden place where demons dare not set foot, praying that you can take action to eliminate the demons."

Xiao Zi's tone became serious as he spoke.

Fang Wang asked back, "Can't you deal with him?"

"I have to ask you first. Only if you agree can I take action to avoid causing trouble for you. "Xiao Zi said aggrievedly.

Fang Wang snorted: "Go, you should also experience some experience, you can't always bully those who are weaker than you."

Xiao Zi hurriedly thanked Fang Wang, and then disappeared into the forest with a whoosh.

Fang Wang opened his eyes and smiled.

Xiao Zi actually had a compassionate heart, which was beyond his expectation.

Xiao Zi was not like this before.

It seems that the offerings of mortals still have an effect.

Although Fang Wang usually orders Xiao Zi around, in fact, he cares about Xiao Zi the most.

Xiao Zi has been with him for nearly four hundred years. Basically, he would take Xiao Zi with him wherever he went. Xiao Zi accompanied him in every battle, which Zhou Xue could not compare with.

He couldn't let Xiao Zi make any mistakes.

"Evil demon from outer space? "

Fang Wang's eyes flickered as he looked into the distance.

There were rumbling thunderclouds, and a thunderbolt struck, illuminating the dark world. Endless mountains and rivers were covered with corpses, both human and animal. Not all of them were bones, but some bones were covered with rotten flesh.

Bloody corpses were hanging in some sparse woods, which was shocking. Looking around, it was a mountain of bones and a forest of flesh, like a purgatory on earth.

Looking forward, piles of bones formed an undulating white ocean. On a mountain made of skulls, there was a white-haired figure meditating on a skull that looked like a tiger or leopard. His robes were torn, revealing pale skin. , skinny, with a Zen bead hanging around his neck.

This person's face was also pale, but his lips were black and red, he had no eyebrows, and his forehead was covered with dense, tiny eyes, like spider eyes. He placed his hands on his knees, his nails were as long as his fingers, and they were dripping with blood.

He was lowering his head, and a slight cry came out of his mouth.

A hundred miles away.

A group of monks hid behind a mountain of meat. A gray-robed monk held a bronze mirror, which reflected the figure of a white-haired figure. Behind him, two monks held large flags and maintained a protective magic shield.

The other monks looked around with fear and disgust, fearing that the blood and flesh would fall on them.

"This demon is sleeping, this is a good opportunity." A middle-aged female monk said in a deep voice, her tone could not hide her hatred.

The gray-robed monk holding the mirror whispered: "Don't mess around. It is said that this demon is cruel and cunning by nature, and likes to play with prey. Maybe he is not asleep at all, or even if he is asleep, he can stay alert."

Other monks spoke one after another.

"Then what should we do? Waiting all the time is not a solution."

"Yes, in a year, this demon will slaughter the Xuanhuang Continent, which is the center of the human world. Once it is slaughtered by him, the human world will be destroyed.

"Damn it, this demon claims to be the immortal god. I think the reason why he is immortal is to devour the people. "

How did he do it with so many people who looked like they had just died?

'Six Mahayana masters have died in his hands. Although we are in the Golden Body Realm, we are outnumbered and it is difficult to kill Mahayana cultivators head-on. So we must find a way to find his flaws when facing the stronger Changsheng Shensui."

The gray-robed monk frowned. He had been thinking about countermeasures, but he didn't expect that when he came here, the many powerful magic weapons he prepared were ineffective and could not activate the restrictions. This made him panic. He suspected that Changsheng Shensui was waiting for them to act.

A dragon roar suddenly exploded, startling the monks and looking up. They saw a majestic purple dragon coming from the clouds in the sky. Wherever it passed, the thunderclouds retreated and the sun shone, as if the light was driving away the darkness.