The heat has not only arrived, but has passed!
Gu He used the Immortal Technique of Qiongtian Nine Changes, and one person seemed to have turned into nine people, rushing towards Fang Xing from nine directions, under various cruel methods, it was like a raging fire, and Fang Xing had already burned a little It's hard to support, it's like a piece of fine iron, which has reached the melting point, and the attack method after style is more like a heavy hammer, hammering Fang Xing's fine iron, forging out impurities, making his quality even better , stronger, and this kind of pressure and atmosphere is exactly what Fang Xing has been needing since he stepped into the Pure Land...
Since he came to the Pure Land, he has been thinking about how to improve his strength!
Among the various methods, he chose to forge a hundred-war spirit weapon. This was a method passed down to him by his eleventh uncle Bai Qianzhang back then. Through countless battles, he tempered himself, tempered himself, and consolidated his martial arts and supernatural powers. Raise to a state of proficiency, and directly cast one's own demon body into a weapon... a weapon specially used for fighting!
After all, his demon body originally took this path!
He will never make alchemy and break the formation, and he will never learn the comprehension of practice, he is only born for fighting!
This Hundred Battle Soul Soldier is the result of pushing this concept to the extreme!
Since stepping into the first city of the Pure Land, Fang Xing has challenged all the cultivators of the Pure Land, fought in six cities in a row, and faced off against the arrogance of various Taoism. From weak to strong, he learned his martial arts experience step by step from the battle, and improved step by step My own pressure, when I was about to reach the last city of the Pure Land, this kind of promotion had reached a critical point, and I was only one step away from consummating my merits and virtues. To this day, this hundred-fighting soul soldier has not been refined!
But now, the missing last battle is still made up!
The number one person of the ancient clan, Guhe, the most dazzling genius in the Pure Land, is comparable to the freak of the Shenzhou Yuan family!
There is no one in the world who is more suitable to be Fang Xing's opponent in this final battle than him!
It was precisely because of this that from the time Fang Xing started fighting with him, he had this thought in mind, and wanted to use this battle to become a hundred-fighting soul soldier!
It's just that, at the beginning of the first day of junior high school, Gu Heqiang was stronger, but the fire was still a little short, because he had no killing intent in his heart, he only wanted to suppress Fang Xing, but he didn't want to kill him, which made Fang Xing always feel The fire has been perfected, but there is still a gleam of kung fu, and it is always impossible to break through that critical level, but fortunately, he inadvertently said that he despised Gu He with the body of a fairy baby, but it instantly angered him. The Tianjiao of the ancient clan is either jealous or envious, maybe it's just pure unwillingness, and he really has a murderous heart!
With the intention to kill, the heat is over!
Fang Xing was so excited, his blood was boiling, and he was about to fight a big battle!
But soon he scolded his mother...
The heat of numbness has not only arrived, but also passed...
Who would have thought that Gu He's fighting spirit was not only about to kill, but also summoned Chaos Divine Soldiers...
With that bang, the Primordial Divine Soldiers smashed head-on with a terrifying aura of chaos, who could resist it
Fang Xing's face has become extremely ugly at this moment!
The first reaction was to run away!
It's just that after Gu He Taigu iron mace made a move, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to!
Rumble, the mace was swung down, and a cloud of chaotic air was brought out, covering one side. Fang Xing's area of ten miles around was covered by this cloud of chaotic air. The void was suppressed, and a piercing whistling sound There was a sound, the huge wind and waves were squeezed, exploded, frantic, wrapped around one side, let alone escape, even if you wanted to stabilize your body, it was very difficult to do it, and it seemed that you could only watch the ancient pole. The mace smashed down on the bottom of his head, no matter where he fled, he could not escape the power of this mace!
"Damn, this is the peerless magic weapon. Why don't I have this good luck?"
Fang Xinghen's teeth itch, in the face of good fortune, there are indeed some annoying things that often happen.
For example, this ancient crane's luck is simply overwhelming!
Not to mention the crane carcass and a volume of fairy scriptures that he encountered when he was young, but after he emerged, the Chaos Divine Weapon he attracted was a piece of great luck. What is this, a divine weapon? Protector, luck is unrivaled...
However, I was robbing east and west every day. I wasted a lot of effort, and I didn't grab any good things...
"Since I don't have such a good thing, I'll ruin it for you!"
At the same time, a wave of ruthlessness rose from the bottom of Fang Xing's heart. With a low roar, he suddenly soared into the sky. Facing the mace, he rushed over. Based on his experience in defending against enemies, it is naturally impossible not to see through the horror of this iron mace. If he wants to dodge it, he is looking for death. This iron mace does not allow people to dodge at all. It is doomed to die under this ancient chaos magic weapon...
The only way is to head to head!
"Crossing Tribulation Three, Immortal Qi Moves..."
"The way of saints, the method of slaughtering gods..."
"The Sutra of Breaking the Formation, the Potential of Collapsing Mountains..."
"The Dao Fa, the heaven and the earth open..."
Facing the Chaos Divine Soldier directly, Fang Xing's face was stern, and he used his real body to control the demon body, using four magical powers in succession, and bumped into it abruptly. Now he has used his demon body as a weapon , directly going head-to-head with the chaotic iron mace, as the four mental techniques were cast at the same time, the terrifying power blessed by the demon body became stronger and stronger. It is the ancient sacred heart method of Fuyao Palace, the most powerful collapse of the mountain in the scriptures of breaking the formation, which is based on his natal Dao method!
But in the eyes of everyone, all they could see was Fang Xing, who exuded a devilish aura all over his body, without any fear, and went straight to meet the invincible ancient mace in Gu He's hand, clearly intending to fight with his flesh and blood. A legendary ancient immortal weapon...
"ridiculous!"
Gu He's eyes shrank, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't care at all.
From the bottom of his heart, he did not believe that Fang Xing's demon body could stop his ancient magic weapon!
With his cultivation base there, he guessed that even with his own strength, he could blow up this demon body, let alone this Chaos Divine Weapon in his hand? Every time he holds an ancient Chaos Soldier in his hand, he will feel a power beyond the heavens and the earth. This power makes him believe that he can even kill an immortal, let alone a demon who is only a low-level loose immortal at the third level of the catastrophe. dead!
Blast him!
With this idea in mind, Gu He swung his iron mace down with a bang.
The void burst, and the air of chaos swayed, rumbling and covering half of the void, and fell straight towards Fang Xingmo's body.
click...
At the moment when the iron mace came into contact with Fang Xing's demon body, the world was shaken, and it was strangely still for a moment, as if time was interrupted, and a crack appeared, but it was only for a moment, and soon after their contact At that point, the endless wind blew away, tumbling and sweeping away all directions, and Fang Xing's demon body also started to shatter section by section from the place where he touched the iron mace. It splashed in all directions, and then turned into faint devilish energy, hidden in the void, and disappeared without a trace.
Clap clap!
The iron mace struck down fiercely, shattering Fang Xing's demon body one by one, and then hit Fang Xing directly.
It's like hitting a copper hammer with porcelain. No matter how strong the belief of the person who uses the porcelain is, he can't end up being smashed to pieces.
"Have you still not resisted?"
Seeing this scene, the people watching the battle from a distance subconsciously held their breath, and it took a long time to let it out lightly.
The scene where Fang Xing's demon body rushed towards the iron mace was so powerful that they all had an illusion...
However, the illusion was only temporary, and finally nothing unexpected happened.
"Didn't you stop it?"
At this time, Fang Xing was also stunned for a while, with a lonely expression on his face: "I obviously feel that the heat is coming..."
The demon body was already shattering, the iron mace had been swung down, and his heart was sinking into the abyss.
"What kind of fairy baby, it's just an ancient method, it's not worth mentioning in front of my Immemorial God Soldiers!"
In Gu He's heart, there was also a wave of crazy excitement rising, and the iron mace in his hand smashed Fang Xing fiercely. If Fang Xing could be killed by the mace at this time, it would be a big deal for him. It's as if the freak of the Yuan family that he has always wanted to compete with has been defeated by him. No matter what, he is the real arrogance of heaven, and he is the genius who stands proudly at the pinnacle of this life...
However, just when everyone's minds were stirring, a slight change appeared.
In front of the abyss, there is a cemetery, where countless devils who make the gods fearful are buried...
They were all big figures who once ruled the universe, but they were buried in this secluded place after death, no one knows, no one knows...
It is estimated that they will continue to sleep here in the future, until nothingness, no one cares.
And they usually return to extinction, without a trace of spirituality.
Today is different, someone just worshiped them.
Although the sacrifice was more like a contest between someone and the creatures of the Protoss, it was still a sacrifice to them after all.
This kind of worship has revived a certain spirituality among them.
"How many years have I not smelled the aroma of wine..."
The spiritual thoughts of the dead heroic spirit fluctuated slightly, as if sighing...
At the same time, the wine that Fang Xing had spilled on the ground suddenly seeped into the grave, leaving nothing behind.
"We old devils are also worshiped by people, that kid is not bad..."
In another tomb bag, a faint divine sense emanated from it.
"Unfortunately, I'm going to die soon..."
From the grave next to the green-skinned gourd, there was a sigh of regret.
Then there was a dead silence, no one made a sound for a long time, no one spoke, as if some kind of emotion was surging.
"That weapon has actually been forged, but this idiot doesn't understand, how can we meet the enemy without quenching it?"
A voice suddenly sounded, with a little sneer.
Another voice sounded fiercely: "Who dares to say that the ancient cultivators must defeat the ancient devil?"