"Woo woo woo..."
With the mysterious and unpredictable man from the depths of the turbulent sea rushing towards him like a ghost from the underworld, in this sea of perishing stones, it was as if a gust of wind had appeared, the environment changed drastically, and countless demonic energy rushed over , like a terrifying wave, Mr. Wen, who was fighting those Tianyuan immortals, and the immortal generals under Fang Xing, etc., were all backed back uncontrollably by this spooky figure. When the ghostly aura charged over the fairy boat, even Lu Sou was forced to take two or three steps back, his expression was shocked, as if he hadn't thought that the strong ghostly aura would make his cultivation even worse. some can't resist...
On and off the huge fairy boat, only Fang Xing remained motionless, standing upright on top of the fairy boat, only the dark iron black armor was rattled by the ghostly aura, and the cloak on his back was also blown by the ghostly aura. The ghostly air rose up like a straight line!
"Hahahaha, you are quite courageous. With such a small number of people, you dare to go deep into the turbulent sea. Do you really think that I, Tianyuan, are afraid of you?"
After that burst of ghostly aura, in the thick black mist, a figure swept over, squatted on a small hill-shaped boulder, grinned grinningly, and looked at Fang Xing with unkind eyes When I came over, I saw that the man was wearing a pair of red trousers, his feet were bare, his upper body was only wearing two shoulder armors, and he was not wearing anything. He looked extremely ugly, and when he smiled, he looked even more ugly. He looked like he was in his twenties At a young age, but with an upturned braid on his head, his eyes are like cold stars, with a murderous look!
On Xianzhou's side, those who don't know this person are those scumbags who were killed from the Fututian. The aura is so heavy, it is stronger than when we fought in Fututian, and how did he survive with so many injustices entangled in his body...
As for the group of toads, they all blinked when they saw this man, as if they thought he was really not very good-looking!
Only Fang Xing, when he saw this person, a wave of excitement rose in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously!
"Little Ghost King, this person is said to be the Third Highness of the Great Chitian, Diliu, and he seems to be looking for someone..."
The Tianyuan Immortals next to him were all excited when they saw this person, but apart from being excited, they seemed to be a little afraid of him, they didn't dare to speak to him, and kept a certain distance, it was still the Taoist Zhu Guan who worshiped the way of heaven Being bolder, he leaned forward and whispered in his ear, but the ghostly man obviously couldn't listen anymore, he didn't care how the group of people from the Great Immortal Realm got here, a pair of bright strange eyes directly Looking at him, he said with a strange smile: "Are you really the emperor of Da Chitian?"
"Hoo..."
Fang Xing couldn't help but let out a long breath, and closed his eyes slightly!
When he opened it again, he suddenly stepped out from the fairy boat, and slapped the man in the air with a fierce palm!
"Li Ying, stop talking nonsense, and pick up my three-style supernatural power first!"
With a sound of "Hurla", he slapped this palm with vigor and majesty, and in the ears of all the immortals watching the battle, there was a clear sound of strong wind tearing, and the immortal power visible to the naked eye followed. This palm whizzed away, every strand of it was like a sword like a knife, every inch contained the power to split the stars and cut the moon, almost in an instant, it covered the man's head like a dark cloud!
"I wipe, are you more anxious than me?"
That man is naturally Fang Xing's brother, Li Ying, the third eldest Nanjiang ghost baby. He never expected that this so-called emperor who broke into the turbulent sea was so anxious that he couldn't say a word. Without saying a word, he directly slapped himself. Seeing that his palm was really terrifying, his figure suddenly turned into a cloud of ghost smoke and disappeared without a trace, but only a loud "bang" was heard. The stone that looked like a small hill squatting on it had been directly turned into powder by that palm, and disappeared completely in the billowing smoke...
"You even know the name of this prince. It seems that you have a lot of news in the Great Immortal Realm..."
Fang Xing's surroundings, when Li Ying turned into ghost smoke and disappeared, had become shrouded in a thick ghost aura. Up, down, left, right, everywhere, there were gloomy ghost shadows flickering, and Li Ying's fierce The voice came out from the ghostly aura, as if it was ringing in all directions at the same time, and the source could not be identified at all, but the murderous aura in Li Ying's voice became more and more serious, and when it reached the end, it suddenly increased After an octave, it sounded like a ghost crying: "Then today, the prince will behead an emperor first!"
"Wow!"
Almost at the same time, Li Ying suddenly appeared on the top of Fang Xing's head, grabbed his claws fiercely, and aroused the surrounding ghost energy with his palm force, and suddenly turned into two ferocious and terrifying ghosts, twisting and spinning Grabbing towards Fang Xing, Fang Xing raised his head eagerly, swiped his palms, and under the force of his powerful palms, the two ghosts escaped spiritually, and then wrapped themselves around his arms, the terrifying ghosts Qi unexpectedly penetrated into the body along the meridians on his arm, trying to invade his internal organs...
"This kid is amazing..."
Suddenly encountering such a dangerous situation, Fang Xing was not frightened and angry, but laughed in his heart: "His background was recreated by his father according to an ancient secret method against the sky, a natural devil, the most evil ghost , when he cultivated, he also took the path of the most evil. In terms of aptitude, he is probably better than us, but its origin is too strong and too evil. On the contrary, there are not many paths suitable for his cultivation. I can't see the potential of that body, until I got the secret method of the hungry ghost way in the ancient temple of Buddhism..."
"Looking at it now, this guy has really achieved a little bit of cultivation. An ordinary righteous immortal may not be his opponent at all..."
"It's just where his upper limit is now, let me, the big brother, try it out!"
Thinking of this, Fang Xing suddenly let out a wild laugh, his physical body shook violently, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, exuding a purple feeling. His physical body was originally owned by Emperor Liu, and the upright blood of the Immortal Emperor contained terrifying immortal power. Xing Xing was aroused, and the resentment that Li Ying wanted to forcibly contaminate him was immediately shaken to pieces by him, and the two ghosts tightly wrapped around his arms were also torn apart by the celestial power on his body. Fang Xing, who was freed, rushed to the sky in a free and easy way, and turned around with fist marks like a mountain!
With a bang, the fist imprinted with the power of the world of consciousness hit hard, and it seemed that a big hole had been pierced through the star field.
"A little tricky..."
The ghost baby Li Ying, who had the upper hand just now, was startled when he saw Fang Xing's bravery. He turned around and walked away, avoiding Fang Xing's fist. He rushed towards Fang Xing, and his whole body seemed to merge with the ghost energy that filled the world. The ghost mist was raging, the waves were raging, and Fang Xing was entangled in an unspeakably fierce fight...
"Use your best skills and let the men see!"
Fang Xing also laughed loudly, and unfolded the martial arts in the Breaking Formation Sutra, fighting with Li Ying with great strength and majesty!
All of a sudden, a fierce battle broke out in the star field, and the fight was so fierce that it almost swept across hundreds of miles of star fields...
All the immortals watching the battle, retreated again and again at this time, and they had already retreated hundreds of miles away, fearing that they would be affected by the fierce battle between the two of them, and when the two of them were fighting, no one was interested in fighting with other people. I just watched these two masters fight one by one, and the more I watched, the more frightened I became. Looking at the aura and cultivation of these two people, I thought that the two of them were fighting between righteous immortals, and they couldn't surpass me too much , but the longer you watch the battle, the more difficult it is to be angry. I'm afraid this kind of ability is comparable to that of an immortal, right
Of the two of them, one was filled with ghostly aura and looked terrifying. When he made a move, there was a strong wind, howling ghosts and howling wolves, as if the ghosts were coming again!
The other one has superb martial arts and has no trace to follow. Every move and style coincides with the Dao.
One is ghostly, the other is violent, to a certain extent, they complement each other, and they all have terrifying means. However, after fighting hundreds of magical powers, Li Ying, the little ghost king of Southern Xinjiang, obviously still has some The magic power is running out, just like a person who is good at martial arts, but his physical strength is exhausted. After fighting for a long time, he will easily lose his strength. Gradually, he begins to be overwhelmed by Fang Xing's upright, fierce and inexplicable fighting style. He yelled loudly, and when he shot, he was even more miserable...
"Damn it, what the hell is this prince sleeping with your daughter-in-law, why is he so ruthless?"
In the battle circle where ghost energy collided with fairy light, Li Ying, the ghost baby, shouted angrily, very annoyed.
"Sleep with my wife? I still sleep with your sister..."
Fang Xing was naturally unwilling to lag behind, and he cursed bitterly while fighting.
"Dare to scold my sister? I will tear you apart!"
The ghost baby was furious and rushed forward.
"Tear it up and sleep..."
Fang Xing punched him twice, causing Li Ying to retreat steadily, and then rushed to catch up, punching continuously.
"Wow... you are trying to force me..."
Li Ying was startled and angry, his eyes were burning, and his whole body was full of ghostly aura.
"I'm forcing you to come out with some real skills..."
Fang Xing chased after him, swung all his celestial might, and ruthlessly suppressed Li Ying.
"not good… "
All the immortals around watching the battle were shocked when they saw it, and they cried out loudly.
"Whoosh!"
But at the moment when Fang Xing was about to rush towards Li Ying, his heart suddenly moved, his swift and unspeakable figure suddenly stopped, he turned around like lightning, raised his right palm, and saw A gloomy and unspeakably cold light flashed across, and he suddenly held an iron gun in his palm. The tip of the gun gleamed coldly, unspeakably cold, and it was only less than a centimeter away from his forehead...
This shot is really cold and terrifying, it can be said that as long as it is slow for a moment, even the head will be crushed!
But after Fang Xing held the cold and terrifying shot, he couldn't help laughing: "You're here too..."