The nine-petal purple thunder lotus floated towards Fang Lin, and the destructive aura faintly diffused from the purple lotus shocked everyone present.
"Quickly retreat further!" The black-robed headmaster immediately shouted loudly. At that moment, all the Taoist masters retreated one after another, and they continued to retreat for thousands of miles. Even so, everyone in the Taoist sect was still a little uneasy.
The Lingwu Chess Sect also immediately took action. The entire sect was carried away from this place by the huge chessboard, for fear that the power of the purple thunder lotus would affect the Lingwu Chess Sect.
Fang Lin reluctantly opened his eyes and watched the nine-petal purple thunder lotus coming towards him. He also felt the terrifying aura of this thing, and there was a trace of panic on his face.
But deep down in my heart, I was secretly happy, wishing I could pounce directly on the nine-petal purple thunder lotus.
Of course, Fang Lin still had to pretend to be presentable. If those two people saw the clues at this moment and took back the nine-petal purple thunder lotus, then Fang Lin would be embarrassed.
The nine-petal purple thunder lotus finally arrived in front of Fang Lin, and Fang Lin was seen running away desperately, but he was still enveloped in infinite purple light for an instant.
boom!
The world seemed to be shaken, Fang Lin's figure suddenly disappeared, and there was a faint scream of pain.
Terrible purple thunder and lightning swept across the nine days, affecting the sea area thousands of miles around. The sea water evaporated instantly and I don’t know how many sea beasts were affected. Anyway, densely packed and incomplete and as black as carbon floated on the sea surface. of sea beast carcasses.
Even if the masters of Confucianism and Taoism retreated to a very far distance, they were still more or less affected, but fortunately they were only injured and no one died.
Headmaster Black and White had just taken action to block a lot of the aftermath of the purple thunder. Even though the two of them had half-step immortal cultivation, their faces were pale. It was obvious that they had spent a lot of money trying to block the remaining power of the purple thunder.
"With such terrifying power, even though Fang Lin has an amazing physique, he will definitely die!" the black-robed headmaster said in a deep voice.
The white-robed headmaster nodded and said: "The power of the nine-petal Purple Thunder Lotus is already the ultimate in the Thunder Control Technique. Only my uncle in the entire Taoist sect can display it to this level."
"I don't know when I will be able to practice to the level of my uncle." The black-robed headmaster said with some emotion.
The white-robed headmaster smiled: "With your qualifications, if you want to truly enter the realm of immortality, it may be difficult for you to settle down for another thousand years."
The black-robed headmaster stopped talking and looked at the center of the purple thunder explosion in the distance.
Everyone was looking there, waiting for Fang Lin to appear, or rather Fang Lin's body.
Almost no one thought that Fang Lin still had a chance of survival. After all, the previous lightning strikes had clearly overwhelmed Fang Lin. The power of this last nine-petal purple thunder lotus was so terrifying. How could Fang Lin survive at the end of his power
The power that the purple thunder erupted lasted for a long time, and no one was in a hurry. The longer the purple thunder lasted, the stronger the power, and the lower the chance of Fang Lin surviving.
When the purple thunder gradually dispersed, everyone's eyes were very focused, looking at the same place.
"He is indeed dead!" someone exclaimed.
Fang Lin turned into a ball of charcoal, with no human appearance left, his breath was cut off, and his life was gone, as if he was a corpse.
The young Taoist and Patriarch Situ looked at each other and both let out a sigh of relief. After so much effort, they finally killed Fang Lin.
"This son is finally dead, and our three religions have lost a huge disaster." Patriarch Situ said, but his eyes were fixed on the charred mass.
He was plotting against this mass of charcoal, or to be precise, he was plotting against Fang Lin's physical body.
After all, Fang Lin's physical body was too powerful. Ancestor Situ really wanted to get Fang Lin's physical strength to take himself a step further.
"Brother Situ, anything that goes too far is not equal." The young Taoist said this meaningfully.
Patriarch Situ turned a deaf ear and moved towards the charred coals.
The young Taoist frowned slightly and wanted to stop his behavior, but he hesitated but did not stop him.
Just when Patriarch Situ was about to approach the mass of charcoal, his expression suddenly changed, and he retreated directly towards the rear.
"Huh?" The young Taoist also looked shocked when he saw Patriarch Situ like this.
"How could this be so?" Patriarch Situ said as he backed away, his face full of disbelief.
"What happened?" The young Taoist hurriedly came closer and asked.
Without waiting for Patriarch Situ to answer, the young Taoist also understood, because from the seemingly lifeless charcoal, there was a surging heartbeat.
"Is he still alive?" The young Taoist's face instantly became extremely ugly. Could it be that he couldn't kill him even if he used the most powerful nine-petal purple thunder lotus in the Thunder Control Technique
Click!
Outside the coke, a crack suddenly appeared, and then the crack grew larger and larger, like the scene before a silkworm chrysalis emerges from its cocoon and turns into a butterfly.
At the same time, the majestic spiritual energy between heaven and earth poured into these cracks, as if there was some kind of existence inside them, seizing the creation of heaven and earth.
"How is this possible?" Everyone on both the Confucian and Taoist sides was also shocked that Fang Lin was not dead yet.
At this moment, unimaginable rich vitality emerged from the scorched coals, and the sound of heartbeats was like thunderous vibrations, resounding between heaven and earth.
The true dragon's shadow and the unicorn's shadow appeared at the same time, making bursts of high-pitched sounds, attracting countless monsters in the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas to respond.
Far away in the Ancient Demon Ridge beyond the Nine Kingdoms, Demon Saint Qitian looked towards the far east, with a hint of expectation in his golden eyes.
"This boy, your progress is really fast." Demon Saint Qitian muttered, and his eyes fell on the Demon Clan's holy tree not far away.
In the deepest part of the Seven Seas, in the desolate sea area that none of the three religions have ever stepped into, the three figures who had been watching for a long time all turned their attention to Fang Lin's changes.
"After practicing for less than thirty years, you will achieve great immortality." A clear and sweet voice sounded, and there was a woman among the three people.
"Can't you help but want to take action?" the man shrouded in golden light said.
"Let's take a look again." The woman's voice was calm.
"If this kid doesn't die, then the three religions will be over." The voice of another person sounded a little lazy.
"No." The woman's tone was indifferent, revealing a condescending and cold tone.
The coke cracked, and Fang Lin walked out, his whole body filled with a faint halo, and his face seemed to be younger, looking like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
And Fang Lin's realm truly entered the realm of immortality at this moment.
"Thank you for the gift." Fang Lin grinned and said to Patriarch Situ and the young Taoist.
ps: The fourth update is here. Let’s eat and rest. We will continue tomorrow. Remember to vote on Monday.