Chapter 58 Southern Heavenly King, Cao Ran

A large lake is surrounded by mountains. The lake is filled with water mist, and the blue water reflects the mountain peaks, making it like a fairyland on earth.

Fang Wang walked to the lake and meditated, feeling the spiritual energy in this area. He smiled and praised: "Yes, it is indeed an excellent place for practice."

Xiao Zi breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing while looking up. From time to time, he exuded a violent aura, which made him tremble in fear.

"You can do whatever you want, I will practice here next."

After Fang Wang said these words, he began to use his energy and Qi.

He needs to meditate through Qi practice. The air here is fresh and can make him feel open-minded wherever he looks.

Xiao Zi immediately left Fang Wang's chest, looked back at Fang Wang, vomited a few times, and then left silently.

It's still early for half a year, but Fang Wang has already gained enough, so it's a good choice to meditate here.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and looked at the scenery on the lake to breathe.

The mountains and rivers look mysterious and psychedelic under the cover of heavy fog. The lake surface ripples from time to time, and fish occasionally jump out of the lake surface. Everything looks so beautiful.

After staying in the Heavenly Palace for more than 400 years, I never get tired of seeing such landscapes.

In this way, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the days pass by.

Fang Wang sat by the lake without getting up, watching the fog lift and the scorching sun rising in the east and setting in the west. The anger in his heart was dissipating.

Xiao Zi comes back every few days, and every time he brings back all kinds of treasures. Although Fang Wang takes a rest, he doesn't dare to stop. He feels that only by making a positive comeback can Fang Wang remain unchanged.

One month later.

Fang Wang's mood returned to its original state, and Xiao Zi could clearly feel that his smile had increased, which made him no longer so nervous.

On this day, just after Xiao Zi left, Fang Wang took out the golden-scaled white feather coat and began to refine the master-recognition restriction inside.

Relying on his true fighting skills, his perception of magic weapons was far better than before, and he quickly found the owner's restrictions.

The restrictions on the golden scales and white feathers are extremely complicated, and it is very difficult to identify the owner. It might have taken him a long time to master it before, but he has perfected the fighting skills and refined it smoothly.

Three hours later.

This treasure, which was at least a top-grade magic weapon, recognized him as its master. He stood up, and the golden-scaled and white-feathered clothes suspended in front of him stuck directly to his body, and golden light burst out, drowning his figure.

After two breaths, the golden light dissipated, and Fang Wang had already put on the golden-scaled white feather robe. Under the sun, the golden scales on the robe shone brightly, and the wide sleeves and hem were like white feathers fluttering. He was extremely handsome, and there was gold visible to the naked eye all over his body. Surrounded by dragon energy, it is like an immortal king descending into the world.

Fang Wang only felt that he was as light as a swallow. The golden scales and white feathers could automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There were protective restrictions inside, which would be automatically triggered when attacked.

Wearing this suit, he felt in great condition, and could even guide the golden-scaled white feather suit to reserve his spiritual power.

What a baby!

Fang Wang liked it more and more. He was very curious about the defensive power of the golden scales and white feathers, but it was not easy for him to experiment in the Great Sage Cave.

As soon as his mind moved, the golden scales and white feathers disappeared into his Taiyuan Sect disciple's robe and disappeared. He could feel the golden scales and white feathers turning into a thin film and sticking to his body. He could summon it at any time.

convenient!

After harvesting such a treasure, Fang Wang felt better.

Instead of continuing to practice Qi cultivation, he went to the woods not far away and cut a branch, then made it into a fishing rod, and used the roots of long grass to make fishing lines.

He planned to go fishing and relax for a few days.

Not long after, he sat by the lake and started fishing.

Without using his spiritual power, he sat there for half a day, and finally got a fish hooked at dusk. Unfortunately, he used too much force, and when he pulled it out, there was only a fish mouth on the hook.

Although he failed, Fang Wang found fun.

Three days later, Xiao Zi returned and saw him fishing, and even more suspected that he had been taken away.

"I don't know which evil spirit it is..."

Xiao Zi worriedly thought that it had no choice but to follow Fang Wang after being hit by the soul-binding spell.

During this period of time, Fang Wang could feel that Xiao Zi's demonic aura was rapidly increasing, which was probably caused by swallowing the flesh and blood of the black dragon. He did not point it out, and Xiao Zi did not talk about it.

Another half month has passed.

The peaceful days were finally broken.

In the early morning, the majestic fog on the lake rolled violently, and the strong wind roared, blowing Fang Wang's black hair and his robes fluttering.

Xiao Zi, who was sleeping on the side, was also awakened. When he looked up, the little snake head actually showed a panicked expression.

"Are you Taiyuanmen Fangwang? It's really easy for me to find you!"

A cold voice echoed through the mountains and echoed on the lake.

The heavy fog spread like a stormy wave, and a figure appeared in Fang Wang and Xiao Zi's field of vision. It was a middle-aged man wearing a large black robe with bloody flame patterns. He had disheveled hair and wore a Wearing a bronze forehead protector with a red jade bead inlaid on it, he has leopard eyes and thick eyebrows, slightly dark skin, and a wild smile on his face, like a humanoid ghost.

Fang Wang had never seen this person before, but he could feel that his aura was very strong, a little stronger than the black dragon he had encountered before.

"Who are you?"

Fang Wang stood up and asked.

He could no longer remember the scene when he entered the Great Sage Cave. He didn't know if he had seen this person before, let alone what religion this person came from.

"Jin Xiao Sect, Nan Zhu Tian Wang, Cao Beard!"

The man in black robe sneered, looking down at Fang Wang with a playful expression.

"I heard that Taiyuan Sect has produced an eternal genius who can defeat the ninth level of the spiritual elixir realm after three years of practice. Someone bought your head. Do you mind if I take it?"

Jinxiao Sect?

Fang Wang always felt as if he had heard of it. What he could be sure of was that the Jinxiao Sect was not one of the nine major sects in the Daqi Immortal Cultivation World.

No matter what the origin of the Jinxiao Sect was, Fang Wang would not sit still and wait for death!

He raised his right hand, and the hilt of the Tianhong Sword appeared in his palm out of thin air. He grasped it, and golden light appeared on his body, and the golden scale white feather robe emerged.

Cao Ran frowned when he saw him dressed like this.

Xiao Zi was excited. It didn't expect Fang Wang to have mastered this treasure. This robe was at least a top-grade magic weapon!

Cao Ran gave it an extremely dangerous feeling, which made it very nervous just now. Now seeing Fang Wang summon the golden scale white feather robe, its heart was immediately at ease.

Fang Wang soared into the air and came to the same height as Cao Ran. The Tianhong Sword in his hand burst out a white light blade, which made Cao Ran's pupils shrink.

This kid...

is not simple!

Cao Ran has lived for hundreds of years, and he could tell at a glance that the Rainbow Sword and the Golden Scale White Feathered Robe were extraordinary.

High-level treasure spirits, top-grade magic weapons!

He still made a bottom-line judgment, unable to judge the specific grades of the two treasures.

Without saying a word, Cao Ran raised his right arm, and a large tripod appeared above his head. This was a three-legged black tripod with mysterious patterns carved on the surface. When this tripod appeared, bursts of black air surged out of it, like a group of evil demons rushing out.

"Although I have just experienced a serious injury and my realm has fallen, I have the cultivation of the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm. Boy, today I will let you see how high the sky is in the world of immortal cultivation. You are nothing without growth!"

Cao Ran laughed angrily, and slapped Fang Wang with his right palm. The black air gushing out of the tripod turned into a huge black tiger head, roaring and killing Fang Wang.

Extremely fast!

Fang Wang seemed to have no time to dodge, and was hit head-on by the black gas tiger head, and the black gas broke and submerged him.

Cao Ran frowned, and disdain appeared in his eyes.

Just then!

The rolling black gas suddenly dispersed, and a white sword energy came, shocking Cao Ran to jump to avoid it. The sword energy flew across, cutting the majestic fog on the lake in half, and hit the distant mountain peaks all the way. The mountain wall exploded, the broken stones flew, the dust flew, and the mountain top was almost cut off.

Cao Ran turned his head to look, the black gas dissipated, and Fang Wang's figure was revealed. Golden dragon energy surrounded the golden scales and white feathers. He raised his right arm horizontally, and the white blade of the Rainbow Sword was extremely dazzling. At this moment, Fang Wang's momentum suddenly changed, and even his eyes changed.

What kind of eyes were those?

Cao Ran had escaped death many times and experienced countless dangers, but this was the first time he saw such eyes, and his heart trembled.

"This kid..."

Cao Ran raised his hand and grabbed the foot of the big tripod, mobilizing his spiritual power, and his black robe fluttered violently.

Fang Wang just deliberately took the attack and tested the defense of the golden scale white feathered clothes.

As a result, the attack of the fifth level of the mysterious heart realm could not break his defense.

That's it?

Fang Wang simply stopped acting and directly used the fighting skills. At this moment, he only had the will to fight. In his eyes, Cao Ran was already a dead man!

Sword shapes appeared around him out of thin air. As the number of sword shapes increased, his momentum rose steadily. The golden dragon energy made a dragon roar, and the lake below was covered with waves, with a terrifying momentum.