Chapter 430: The Emperor of Heaven Is Shocked, the Immortals and Gods Are Shocked

When everyone in the world was shocked by Fang Wang's declaration, Fang Wang was already immersed in practicing martial arts.

The new Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Dharma Sutra only needs to circulate for one day, and he can become a true immortal of Heavenly Dao!

In the process of practicing Qigong, his past life experiences turned into pictures and flashed before his eyes.

There is the ordinary life on earth, there is the carefree and comfortable childhood life in Nanqiu City Fang Mansion, there is the scene of taking the sword to save the tribe that night and participating in the Taiyuan Sect assessment.

The memories came back quickly. After Fang Wang saw his life, his numb heart gradually began to waver.

He suddenly realized that he might not be the same person as the so-called first eight lives. He had always regarded himself as an earthling, but the first eight lives had never mentioned the earth.

He finally had a fighting spirit in his heart.

He has lost interest in becoming an immortal and invincible in the world, but he can find his way back after becoming an immortal.

The earth in Xuandu's world is not the earth he is on, so where is his earth?

beautiful!

Fang Wang's momentum surged again, and the golden light spread under the seat, forming a spectacular golden lotus. In less than a few breaths, the diameter exceeded a thousand feet. The creatures at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains could all see it. In their field of vision, it was as if a golden lotus suddenly bloomed in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. , the rules of the heaven and earth trembled in an extremely spectacular manner, causing auroras of various colors to appear in the sky, and the entire world fell into a fantasy atmosphere in a very short period of time.

The Tiangong Sect monks who were building on Kunlun retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by Fang Wang.

All the people in Jianglong Continent can feel Fang Wang's vast aura. No matter what realm they are in, all living beings have the urge to worship him, including Hongchen and the lonely old man.

"Are you sure you can't become an immortal in this world?"

The lonely old man couldn't help turning his head to look at Hongchen and asked, his tone full of excitement.

He made the right bet!

And he still had to sneak into Kunlun before Heavenly Dao became an immortal!

If he had come a few decades later, would the Heavenly Dao after becoming an immortal be able to look down on him?

Hongchen looked at the top of Kunlun Mountain with complicated eyes. He could feel that Fang Wang's aura was no less than that of the gods in the upper realm. This was not about strength or weakness.

But the essence of life.

Not only that, the spiritual energy around Kunlun was also changing. A spiritual energy that he had not felt at all was advancing from Kunlun, like a torrent, washing away in all directions.

Great fortune!

Even if Hongchen was once the Emperor of Heaven, he had never seen such a creation in the upper world.

He suddenly came up with a guess that even he himself found outrageous.

Does Fang Wang want to become a higher being than an immortal?

"Are the immortals in the human world higher than the immortals in the upper world?" Hongchen murmured to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

Otherwise, why couldn't the upper realm eradicate Xuanzu from the human world?

Why is Xuanzu always born in the human world, a powerful existence that causes headaches in the upper world and even subverts the upper world.

Maybe the immortals in the world are the real immortals, but at a certain point, when the world is lonely, a group of people create a higher plane, establish themselves as immortals, and bully all living beings?

Hongchen's heart became more and more hot. He moved his gaze to the sky and said to himself: "You should have felt it. Across the Holy Power, you are helpless. Are you panicked or angry at this moment?"

When the lonely old man heard what he said, he asked curiously: "Are you referring to the immortal god?"

Hongchen gave him a warning look and said, "You haven't really forgotten your origins, have you?"

When the old man Gu Ming heard this, he quickly asked: "Do you know my origin?"

Facing the world of mortals, he no longer claims to be inferior, because he knows that there is no use in pretending to be mysterious in front of the world of mortals.

"Haha." Hongchen sneered, but did not answer.

The lonely old man suddenly became anxious and began to ask questions, but Hongchen refused to answer.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Mr. Jin Ming, who was meditating in front of the golden monument, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the golden monument.

I saw streaks of colorful light emanating from the surface of the golden monument, all converging towards one area and blending into a colorful ball of light.

"This is—how is it possible!"

Jin Ming Laojun squinted his eyes. Just after he saw the time between two breaths, his expression changed drastically.

"The secrets of heaven are in chaos, and the great road has reappeared! And it's also the human world. There's going to be chaos!"

Jin Ming Laojun trembled all over and cried out, unable to maintain his previous calmness.

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A loud bell rang continuously, like thousands of gods roaring in unison,

Jin Ming Laojun took a deep breath, then turned into a golden light and flew up, disappearing quickly. It was not difficult for Fang Wang to have the Heavenly Dao Ten Thousand Dharma Scriptures for one day. It only took him a moment. At the moment of completion, The rules of heaven and earth surged into his body violently.

His body surface glowed with colorful light.

Fang Wang suddenly felt that Wuliang Wushou's bones were getting hot. This hotness did not make him uncomfortable, but made him very comfortable.

This is the process of transforming into a true immortal of the Heavenly Dao. There has always been a separation between the Immeasurable Wugou Dao Bone and the Tiangang Zhiyang Tyrant Body. These two powers can only coexist and cannot be integrated.

Now, his body and bones are undergoing a wonderful fusion.

Not only that, even if Fang Wang doesn't open his eyes, he can still see the heaven and the earth. This is the eye of his heart.

In the vision of the eye of the heart, the rules of heaven and earth became vivid, as if the rules of heaven and earth also had life and were expressing their emotions to him.

Different rules of heaven and earth exude different emotions, some are angry, some are gentle, some are bone-chilling, and some are as hot as flames.

Fang Wang began to understand the rules of heaven and earth and the structure of the human world.

He seemed to have come to a brand new world, a world he had never seen before, strange, beautiful, and full of infinite mystery.

Sudden.

Fang Wang felt his body follow the road. He subconsciously opened his eyes and found that he was on an isolated island.

The sky is cloudless, and the ocean around the island is dead silent. There is no fluctuation on the sea surface. At a glance, no other living beings can be seen, let alone the second island.

His eyes fell on the woods on the island. The woods were dense and the trees were very dark, as if they were holes leading to the Nine Netherworlds.

A soft sound of footsteps came from the woods, and a figure quickly walked to the edge of the woods and stopped under the shade of the trees.

It was a man as handsome as the Immortal King in the painting. He was dressed in a white robe, embroidered with golden sea of ​​clouds and red sun. The hem of his clothes was also embroidered with mountains and mountains, and a row of white cranes flying around his waist.

His shoulder-length hair was scattered casually, and he wore a silver crown on his head. He looked like a god from heaven left behind in the mortal world, exuding an immortal aura that was superior to all living beings.

Fang Wang had never seen this white-robed man smile before, and said with emotion: "Finally, it has appeared. The immortal path in the world has finally begun to recover. Junior, which path are you taking? The holy path or the imperial path?"

Fang Wang calmly replied: "I am walking the path I created, the way of heaven."

"The way of heaven?"

The man in white robe seemed to have thought of something, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and said leisurely: "Tiandao, what an ancient name."