"I once told you that I really underestimated Fengyun Realm before, because at that time, I had just woken up and did not have much power to explore Fengyun Realm."

"It's different now. The details and origins of Fengyun Realm are not unknown to you. It is a fragment of the Immortal Realm, which contains immeasurable power of creation. However, 60% of those powers of creation are in silence. What you see in front of you

The performance of strength is 10% of the 60%."

"It is conceivable how much power there is in the depths of the Fengyun Realm. It is unimaginable. This is also the biggest reason why the old immortal is trapped."

"Otherwise, how can a small plane thousands of miles away be able to restrain a former peak master of immortality? Even if he loses his former strength, such a small plane cannot trap him. Do you understand?"

Today, the Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl finally revealed the true details of Fengyun Realm. Fang Qing had mixed feelings, feeling both lucky and helpless.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to be born in such a small plane and was blessed with good fortune and strength; but unfortunately, the Fengyun Realm had a bad fate and gathered too many supreme beings, making the local creatures in the Fengyun Realm miserable.

"I would like to remind you that right now is the best time for you to kill that ant without being noticed by the old immortal, because he is temporarily unable to take care of him. Do you understand?"

The Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl said a few words, and Fang Qing's eyes lit up. The so-called drinking and pecking are all determined. For him, at the moment, Fengyun Realm is in crisis, which is not necessarily a bad thing. He can let go and do whatever he wants.

Take the worry out.

Fang Qing quickly collected his thoughts and temporarily ignored the thrilling scene outside. It could last as long as it wanted.

"Master Xian Lingzhu, it's time for you to take action."

After two breaths, Fang Qing spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of fairy light shot out from the center of his eyebrows and sank into the mysterious formations of the Shen Worshiping Sect. In an instant, the mysterious formations covering the Shen Worshiping Sect were like the ebbing tide of the sea.

He quickly headed towards the depths of the God-Worship Sect.

Zheng!

With the Meteoric Sword in hand, Fang Qing used the Glazed Immortal Sutra to the limit, gathered all his power again, and slashed at the middle-aged king who was no longer protected by the mysterious formation. The sword light was bright, as bright as the sun, and an ancient scene reappeared: countless

The human monks fought in the ancient time and space, fought against the heaven and the earth, shed their blood, and established a foothold. It was the martial arts artistic conception reproduced by the Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky - Unyielding in a Hundred Battles.

"How dare you!"

On the opposite side, the middle-aged king was still in a panic. Facing Fang Qing's sword, he was frightened and angry. The Fengyun Realm would be destroyed at any time. That ant dared to attack him. It was simply crazy. However, the sword energy and sword intent were at the same time.

As it approached, he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye, so he swung out a palm and faced the Meteoric Sword.

clang!

The swords and palms met, and the deafening sound of metal collision reappeared, but a scene that shocked the middle-aged king appeared again. The yellow-grade sword he noticed actually left a blood mark on his palm. This once again subverted the middle-aged king's recognition.

You know, when will the swords of the Huang class be able to damage the body of the Immortal Realm? This is simply impossible.

Before the middle-aged king could say the word "impossible", Fang Qing stepped on the leisurely pursuit of immortal steps, rushed hundreds of miles with his sword, and stabbed the middle-aged king between the eyebrows with one sword.

At the same time, the long-lost soul-locking arrow reappeared and attacked and killed the middle-aged king. The two unique skills were used together, causing huge waves in the middle-aged king's unsettled mood.

In this way, the two masters fought together. As Fang Qing tried his best to use all his means, after more than a dozen breaths, he relied on his physical superiority to draw with the middle-aged king.

The battlefield between the two traveled for tens of thousands of miles, sometimes entering the depths of the void, and sometimes submerging into the earth. Fang Qing fought until he went crazy, ignoring the deep wounds on his body and the pain of hot blood flying, which was caused by the middle-aged man.

The king's king's soldiers cut through it with their spears.

"Owner of the Chaos Immortal Spirit Body, I don't know how you got the immortal body, but I can sense that it is not the result of your evolution. Although your physical body is strong, you are still unable to completely control the skyrocketing physical body.

You cannot escape the pursuit of fate."

The middle-aged king Zhao Qingqu stood in the chaotic place, looking at the scarred Fang Qing across a space of several hundred feet. The king's spear in his hand gave out a sharp aura, locking Fang Qing at all times, and he told Fang Qing

secret, eyes filled with indescribable light.

Fang Qing spat out a mouthful of bruised blood and turned slightly pale. The middle-aged king Zhao Qingqu had an extremely good grasp of power. Those exquisite combat skills put great pressure on him, even if he was armed with the Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky and the Xuanxu Palm.

, I have to say that Fang Qing’s fighting methods are not mature yet and are not as good as these older masters who have experienced hundreds of battles.

Moreover, the secret power of the curse mastered by the middle-aged king is extremely mysterious. Although it cannot invade his sea of ​​consciousness, it has also planted countless "spell seeds" in him. Fortunately, the Chaos Fairy Spirit Bead has already prepared many skills.

The seeds were pressed to the surface of Fang Qing's skin, and the secrets were being deduced all the time.

"The pursuit of fate? Are you praising yourself in disguise? Just because you are a down-and-out king-level master who has fallen into the Fengyun Realm and has no control over life and death, how dare you talk about fate?"

A sarcastic look emerged from the corner of Fang Qing's mouth, and he mentioned the Fengyun Realm, disturbing the middle-aged king Zhao Qingqu's mood from the side.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingqu looked around at the chaotic and oppressive world. His face was extremely ugly, his mood was fluctuating, and his future was worrying.
Chapter completed!