"It's now!"
Fang Yuan took the initiative to meet the demon dragon's attack. It seemed as if he couldn't dodge, and was whipped into the Panwang Palace at just the right moment.
Boom!
A strong bloody light bloomed from his body, and he was thrown directly into the temple like a huge bloody man.
Guiyanzi: "..."
Ba Dao: "..."
"Haha... What a cunning boy!"
The Heavenly Demon Taoist laughed ferociously and rushed towards Panwang Palace.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this time, the demon dragon curled up like a long snake formation, directly hiding the Panwang Palace and the vital points just now.
Seeing this scene, even Gui Yanzi was a little angry.
"This demonic dragon protects Panwang Palace within its body. It has made it clear that it only defends and does not attack. We are in trouble!"
Guiyanzi said quickly: "How about we just break through and leave? As long as the entrance is blocked, Nangong Wuwang will be dead!"
There is a time limit for the opening of Tianjin Palace. Once you fail to escape within the time limit, you will be dead!
"A mere demonic dragon!"
Ba Dao roared angrily and swung his sword again.
"Ho ho ho!"
On the Spring and Autumn Dragon Sword, golden light flashed, and a golden dragon suddenly rose up: "Die! Kanglong regrets killing!"
The light of the sword is extremely condensed, like an ancient divine dragon reborn into the world.
Even the demon dragon had to bow under this majesty.
puff!
Blood spattered, and scars appeared on the demon dragon's body, but it seemed to have made up its mind, circling its body and never stretching out.
"The Ba Dao went all out, and it has such destructive power..."
Looking at this scene, Gui Yanzi couldn't help but be very surprised: "And... why do you insist on going your own way? Could it be that Zhengdao has some information? Is there something in this palace that they can't let go of?"
Thinking of this, his questioning eyes immediately turned to the Demonic Taoist Master.
"Since you have such a taste for Ba Dao, how can I not fulfill your wish?"
The Heavenly Demon Taoist smiled, and the Heavenly Demon Claw in his hand glowed brightly, seeming to condense a terrifying monster shadow with him as the center.
"Okay! The Heavenly Demon Taoist is the Heavenly Demon Taoist!"
Ba Dao laughed: "If we join forces, we may not be able to kill this beast!"
…
Just when the masters of the two great magic weapons and demon soldiers were fighting a bloody battle with the demon dragon outside.
Fang Yuan, however, was walking through the Panwang Palace holding a blood-drinking knife.
Although this hall is large, there is only one room at the core, which is extremely empty. There are various murals on the walls made of bronze.
"Open the world and derive all things..."
Fang Yuan saw the first bronze picture and accurately grasped what the other party wanted to express: "What this describes should be Pan's achievements, and his supreme sentiments that finally transformed into the Emperor's Sword to protect the world..."
At the back, the bronze diagram changed, taking on a confused aura, which shocked Fang Yuan: "This is... King Pan's way! It can actually express its own path directly in the form of a catalog!"
Road to Road, very Avenue.
But in fact, the so-called Dao Xuanming can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, etc. It is a complete joke!
The reason why I cannot express it in the correct form is because my understanding of Tao is not deep enough.
Otherwise, any path to its peak can be expressed through martial arts, supernatural powers, pictures, and even strange symbols.
But at this time, King Pan, as the God of creation, poured his "Tao" into this place without any reservation, and he also cherished it very much!
Even the Blood Demon Yuanshen was stunned and speechless when he saw it.
"With these, plus the help of my Heavenly Eyes and Qi Technique, after I go back, I can try to condense my own path!"
Fang Yuan felt extremely satisfied.
Even though he was distracted at this time, he benefited a lot.
At least, the bottleneck that troubled the original Jiuyuan Demon Lord was broken through quietly and without any hindrance, causing his entire energy to suddenly enter a mysterious and unpredictable realm.
"I see!"
At this time, the Blood Demon Yuanshen suddenly shouted: "Although there is no Heavenly Emperor Sword here, there is the Heavenly Emperor Sword Technique..."
Jiangpan's way is expressed in the form of swordsmanship, which is the sword art of the Emperor of Heaven!
Although that set of magical skills that may surpass the heavenly level must be sealed in the Heavenly Emperor Sword, its source is still the Tao of Pan, the Tao burned here!
Therefore, this place can be said to be the inheritance place of Panzhen.
"Besides... it's not impossible that the Emperor's Sword is hidden here."
Fang Yuan looked at the pictures one after another. The energy in his body became more and more ethereal, and his tone was a little unpredictable, causing the Blood Demon Yuanshen to fall into silence.
"It turns out that this is the realm of warrior gods and demons!"
When he saw the last picture, Fang Yuan let out a sigh of relief and chuckled.
He was only one step away from the realm of gods and demons. When he saw this catalog of gods, he immediately broke through and his attribute column changed drastically:
"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuwang)
Fine: 300
Qi: 300
God: 300
Cultivation: God and Demon Realm
Skills: Six Extremes Weapon Control Technique (Third Level), Great Blood Demon Technique
Specialties: Planting Technique [Level 6] (Full Level), Heavenly Eye Seeing Qi Technique (False), Body of Source Power, Demon Soldier-Blood-Drinking Knife."
"The realm of gods and demons?"
Fang Yuan smiled and didn't care at all.
For him, he has already experienced being the top of the world countless times, and he is already unfazed by it.
What really aroused his interest was the last one in Panshen's catalog.
It was a scene of offering a sword with one's body and turning it into the Heavenly Emperor's Sword. With just one glance, one could feel the sharp sword energy coming towards his face.
And in the sword energy, there is a trace of sword energy mixed in, which is a spectacle.
Fang Yuan looked around and saw that at the end of the catalog, someone used a knife as a pen to carve seven words for "kill"! Each word "kill" is different, with a Zen flavor of great annihilation and great silence. There is a sense that the end of the devil is righteousness, that you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.
"The material of this palace is very mysterious. It can live forever. It can be repaired even if it is damaged. It is naturally very difficult for the master of an ordinary magic weapon to leave the inscriptions, unless he is... a warrior in the realm of gods and demons!"
Fang Yuan stepped forward and immediately saw a line of small words under the big characters "Qi Kills": "I am Nie Kuang. At the age of twenty, I took charge of the demon soldier Qi Shao Tiger Soul Sword and slaughtered the world. Afterwards, I entered the Tianshen Palace and saw the true relic of King Pan. With great enlightenment, I sealed the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword here..."
"Nie Kuang, the master of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword in the previous generation?!"
"It is rumored that this person is a peerless demon. He once killed the entire martial arts community and was frightened. Several holy places were wiped out, and the inheritance was almost cut off..."
"Unexpectedly... He disappeared in the end and sealed himself here? He was originally supposed to covet the secrets of Panwang Palace. With the strength of the demon dragon, he couldn't stop him at all, but after seeing the Panshen Picture Book, he realized it? Instead, he will The Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword is sealed here to avoid causing harm to the world?"
Fang Yuan almost deduced what happened.
Panai is the real devil! Its way has an indescribable allure to any great power that comes to the doorstep.
In fact, between Fang Yuan and the Blood Demon Yuanshen, one has his own path, and the other has already experienced it, and is slowly condensing the path. Only by not being affected by the outside world can they not be affected much. Otherwise, it will be replaced by others who don't know. When a demon lord comes in, he will most likely end up being completely convinced by Pan Shen's way.
For the demon lord, this is like entering the heretics! If you pollute your own foundation, there will be no hope of further advancement!
"It's pitiful that Nie Kuang is considered a great man of his generation, but in the end he still couldn't figure it out!"
Fang Yuan sighed lightly.
"Wait a minute... where is the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword?"
The whole hall of the Blood Demon Yuan Shen Dao was extremely empty, with an unobstructed view. There was no trace of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword and Nie Kuang's corpse.
"It's very simple. He is self-proclaimed here, and he definitely doesn't want to be discovered by outsiders! Even... there is a mystery in this Seven Kills calligraphy. I suspect that it is not that he intentionally kept it, but the influence of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword. After all, this sword The Demon Soldier has the ability to seize souls, and Nie Kuang's massacre of the world at that time had a lot to do with it... I don't want to be sealed and silent like this!"
Fang Yuan took a step forward: "Blood Demon... aren't you boasting that after repairing the Blood Drinking Sword, its power is no less powerful than the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword? Now the opportunity has come, I hope you won't disappoint me!"
"Wait a minute, my soul has not been completely repaired, and the fragments have not been collected yet..."
The Blood Demon Yuanshen immediately protested.
It knows how much it weighs. The blood-drinking knife at this time will not be afraid of fighting against the fourth or fifth ranked magic weapon. But the number one magic weapon is second only to the Seven Kills Tiger Soul of the Emperor Sword? It felt that it was better to take it easy.
But Fang Yuan ignored it at all. He reached out with his finger and clicked on the first word "kill" in the Qisha copybook.
Boom!
An astonishing sword energy and demonic thoughts suddenly spread along his fingertips to his sea of consciousness.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"The sky is unfair! Kill! The earth is unfair! Kill! Mortals are innocent, kill! There is nothing in the world that cannot be killed!"
"A warrior should kill, and kill without mercy. The eternal destiny is all in killing!"
…
The terrifying murderous intent was like a turbulent wave, impacting Fang Yuan's mind.
"With such intense murderous intent, it's no wonder that the masters of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword in the past were all murderous maniacs..."
Fang Yuan sneered secretly, but his spiritual thoughts were like a rock that had been built for thousands of years. He allowed these murderous thoughts to bombard him, causing them to collapse and scatter scattered swords and swords.
"The Seven Killing Sword Techniques of the Demon?"
Fang Yuan took a closer look and said, "Although the discussion of the Great Dao is inferior to that of Pan Shen, the pure killing method can be said to be shocking to the heavens and the earth, making ghosts and gods cry!"
He kept pointing his fingers and made all seven kill characters in succession.
Sure enough, after receiving countless killing intent impacts, he completely mastered the complete Seven Killing Styles of the Heavenly Demon.
Wow!
Not only that, when the last stroke was completed, the bronze wall shook violently and cracked inch by inch, revealing a space behind it.
Buzz!
The light of the sword flickered, and with Fang Yuan's eyesight, he could immediately see in the space behind the wall, a warrior of about thirty years old sitting cross-legged, holding a long black sword!
Nie Kuang! Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword!
"Is this, Death and King Kong?!"
Fang Yuan looked at the lifelike Nie Kuang and had to say that this former master of the Seven Kills Tiger Soul Sword was still a handsome man.
Moreover, even though he has been dead for many years, his body still remains incorruptible and is stronger than vajra, which is very mysterious.
Hoho!
At this moment, outside Panwang Palace, the demonic dragon screamed, its huge dragon head rolled to the ground, and blood surged like a waterfall!