"Seven turns to step on the galaxy!"
Fang Fan waved his hand, and countless shimmering fragments gathered from the sky and the earth, and soon condensed into a gray star in the burning of green fire.
Shen Qian knew that those were Qu Bai's bones.
At this time, seven stars appeared in a row in the sky.
Fang Fan's speed of refining stars is more than ten times that of the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan!
"Eighth Revolution Shattering Lingxiao!"
Fang Fan shouted again.
This time his figure became a little unreal, and it was obviously extremely difficult.
Shen Qian frowned and stood there, surrounded by a dragnet of green flames. Under Fang Fan's instigation, the entire world of spirit witches burst into flames again.
He really doesn't have any good way to deal with the blockade of green flames.
After all, this is the remaining strength of the entire world.
So Shen Qian simply recuperated his energy and just stared at Fang Fan coldly.
Countless fragments of the remaining sword intent gathered in mid-air and condensed into the eighth star.
Those were Lin Sanmo's bones.
At this time, Fang Fan's movements stopped, and Shen Qian finally said: "Since your elixir is a nine-turn god-creating pill, where is the last turn?"
Except for Fang Fan, eight people had died at this time, but Shen Qian had already roughly figured out the method of this forbidden method.
This is an alchemy technique based on heaven and earth, using the corpses of monsters and beasts as firewood, and using peerless geniuses as medicine.
A peerless genius corresponds to a transformation of refining.
At this time, the eighth turn had passed, and Fang Fan had no bones to use. Shen Qian estimated that in the other party's planned plan, he should be the guide for the last turn.
But obviously, since Shen Qian is still standing here alive, the other party's Nine-turn God-making Pill is still short of the last link.
"I have to say, something did happen."
Fang Fan smiled and said, "I underestimated the quality of this generation of human race geniuses. I almost used up all the backup plans to get to this point, but I... am a person who always has an alternative plan. .”
"Great Protector!"
Shen Qian wanted to say something sarcastic, but suddenly thought of something and his face changed slightly.
When Lin Sanmo used his last sword, the Great Protector could still resist it, but he gave up at the critical moment. This obviously had some purpose.
"You guessed it right." Fang Fan chuckled, and then sighed, "Although it's missing your 'Nine-turn God-making Pill', it's a little less interesting, but it's still enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Fan spread his arms and embraced the void, while at the same time he read out the last five words one by one.
"Nine revolutions...reverse the nine heavens!"
The green fire between heaven and earth suddenly reversed and gathered in the direction of the Great Protector.
Boom!
Thunder arose in the void. At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth completely collapsed. At the same time, countless silver thunder snakes rained down angrily towards Fang Fan like a downpour.
This is a thundering crack from the sky, and there is no recovery. This is the real punishment from heaven.
Previously, the formation had been sealed out of the world of spirit witches. Now when the world collapsed, the scourge finally came.
Fang Fan's body was constantly shattered by countless thunder and lightning strikes. Shen Qian's eyes were sharp for a moment. This was definitely the best time to kill his opponent.
It's a pity... Shen Qian soon found out helplessly that he couldn't get in at all.
Although the thunder was concentrated on Fang Fan that day, the area it covered was extremely wide. Once Shen Qian entered, he would definitely be attacked by the thunder. There were too many variables.
In the crackling sound that seemed to shatter the eardrums, the whole world collapsed, even forcing Shen Qian to resist with all his strength.
The roar of thunder and lightning lasted for almost a minute.
Based on the speed of lightning falling, it is only a conservative estimate that in just one minute, at least tens of thousands of lightning struck Fang Fan.
When everything collapsed and the smoke and dust between the sky and the earth dissipated, what appeared in front of Shen Qian was a vast area filled with cracks in space. Some twinkling stars could still be vaguely seen from the broken cracks.
The vast world of spirit witches has become a low-lying land less than 10,000 meters long, with numerous pits and holes.
Shen Qian squinted his eyes, feeling the rapidly passing oxygen around him. He had to hold his breath and use his energy to maintain the vitality of his body.
A high-level martial artist can only survive for a few hours in an oxygen-depleted environment. However, at the level of mountains and seas, Yuan Li has the quality of being endless, and his dependence on oxygen has been reduced to a minimum. Instead, he can survive in an environment lacking spiritual energy. More uncomfortable.
So when the last nine people realized that this was a desperate game, everyone took action without hesitation.
The spirit witch world has already been blocked by spiritual energy, which is not enough to support them in a long battle.
The longer it is delayed, the weaker their strength will become.
At this time, Fang Fan's breath was almost silent in the void, but Shen Qian didn't believe that the other party was really struck to death by thunder.
After several years of planning and setting up such a big plan, could it be that the other party didn't take into account the heavenly catastrophe?
That's too ridiculous.
Sure enough, a thin figure slowly emerged from the void, it was Fang Fan with a somewhat distorted face.
"This Fang Fan's foundation is really bad. If I hadn't spent a lot of money to prepare several Condensation Pills, he would really be unable to hold on."
Fang Fan, or to be precise, No. 56, cursed angrily.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Fan stretched out his hand, and a colorful pill flew out from the void and fell into his hand.
"This little pill took me several years of hard work, and it's finally done."
Fang Fan sighed contentedly.
But at this time, a shocking sword light had already struck in anger.
Fang Fan tried his best to dodge, but was still affected by the edge of the sword. He vomited blood and flew away, falling a thousand meters away.
Although he was seriously injured by the knife, Fang Fan had a mocking smile on his lips, "No matter how weak I am, you can't kill me directly."
With that said, Fang Fan swallowed the elixir in his hand.
After a brief period of stagnation, Fang Fan's body continued to expand, and bright rays of light came out from his body. At this moment, Shen Qian saw countless familiar faces in his dumbfounded eyes.
Cao Yi, Bai Fei, Qu Bai, Sha Bi, Lin Sanmo, Qin Xiaoke...
One figure after another kept appearing, and then disappeared again.
Shen Qian, who rushed over again and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, was directly lifted away by an inexplicable terrifying force.
Shen Qian stayed a hundred feet away, his expression a little solemn.
He has never felt such a strange power, it seems to have the power of law, but it is extremely chaotic.
At this time, Fang Fan's body had swelled to nearly ten meters tall, as if it would explode at any moment. His face was sometimes ferocious, sometimes happy, and he was constantly switching forms, giving people a numb scalp feeling.
After about ten breaths, all the chaotic aura finally disappeared, and what appeared in front of Shen Qian was a huge and ugly monster.
His body was as bloated as bread, half of his facial features were squeezed together, his hair was sparse, but his skin was extremely smooth, making him uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.
"Is this the masterpiece you spent three years working on?" Shen Qian shook his head and couldn't help but comment, "It's so ugly."
"I knew that this would happen if you forcibly mixed the natural bloodlines of the Spirit Witch Clan and the Human Race."
Fang Fan's face was also a little gloomy, but he soon felt relieved, "Although it will take some time to fully digest it, it is enough to deal with you for the time being."
As he said that, Fang Fan twisted his wrist, and the aura on his body was also rising steadily, but it was much weaker than before, only at the level of the sixth level of mountains and seas.
"Do you want to know what the 'Nine Revolutions God-making Pill' is used for?"
Fang Fan turned slightly to look at Shen Qian, suddenly smiled strangely, and then waved with one hand.
Wow!
A shocking sword light that was a hundred feet long condensed out of thin air and slashed down towards Shen Qian.
Shen Qian waved the Shanhe Dao in his hand, and the same sword light came out.
boom!
The sword light and the sword light collided, exploding hundreds of feet of fire in mid-air. Shen Qian retreated slightly for tens of meters to avoid the aftermath.
But Shen Qian's brows were deeply furrowed.
It wasn't because he was at a disadvantage with this attack. The opponent's realm was already higher than his. It was just a tentative attack, so it was normal for him to lose.
What really puzzled Shen Qian was that the opponent's sword gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
While thinking deeply, Fang Fan chuckled, "Or...may I help you recall it again?"
As he spoke, Fang Fan suddenly reached out and made a move, and a broken sword flew into the sky from the ruins and headed straight for his hand.
Shen Qian finally reacted and his expression changed, "Is this Lin Sanmo's sword?"
"It's more than that."
Fang Fan chuckled, and then his body and sword merged into one, and he shot straight towards Shen Qian.
This sword looked so ordinary, but Shen Qian, who was facing the opponent directly, felt a fatal threat.
It was as if this sword was going to penetrate not only his body, but also his spirit, his vitality, and everything about him.
Lin Sanmo's "Sword One"!
Shen Qian finally understood something and his expression became solemn.
This was Lin Sanmo's unique skill. Shen Qian even had to transform into the "Disaster Buddha" to barely block the sword.
Even so, when Shen Qian lowered his head and looked at the small hole in his chest, he still frowned a little.
Although this sword was not wielded by Lin Sanmo himself, at least 70% to 80% of its power was retained. To be honest, if Shen Qian had not possessed magical powers, he would have been seriously injured at the very least.
This is almost equivalent to Lin Sanmo, who is at the sixth level of mountains and seas, drawing his sword before facing Shen.
The next moment, Fang Fan took out a long knife from nowhere, and with a casual wave of his hand, another shocking sword light appeared from the sky, and chopped off Shen Qian's head.
This knife seemed to cut off the yin and yang, and a gloomy aura unique to the underworld rushed towards his face.
Bai Fei's sword skills!
After Shen Qian took the knife forcefully, Fang Fan swept his figure and arrived in front of Shen Qian in an instant. His huge figure was extremely flexible. His four-meter-long arms held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. With one move, Shen Qian was trapped in the storm.
A violent storm of attacks descended on Shen Qian.
In addition to Lin Sanmo's sword and Bai Fei's sword, there are also Cao Yi's fists, Qu Bai's agile movements, and even Fang Fanhai summoned the phantom of a monster, which was clearly Wu Yi's "Red Eyes" "...
After swallowing the pill, Fang Fan seemed to suddenly have all the innate magical powers of the other nine people!
Shen Qian had never felt such great pressure.
Perhaps facing anyone alone, Shen Qian had no fear.
But at this time, Fang Fan was equivalent to integrating all the advantages of the nine people in martial arts.
When it comes to speed, he is not as good as Qu Bai, who has the magical power of "Broken Wings". When it comes to blades, he is not as good as Bai Fei, who specializes in them...
These are not the most terrifying things. What is truly terrifying is that even Fang Fan’s punches and kicks have vaguely brought out their Taoist charm.
At this time, Fang Fan was even more terrifying than the combined attack of nine geniuses.
Because even if Lin Sanmo and others besieged Shen Qian, it would be impossible for them to cooperate so seamlessly and without any flaws.
"Shen Qian, they say you are the number one genius in China. What do you think of me?"
Fang Fan's unbridled laughter rang out, "The talents of nine people were gathered together to create a super genius who will be remembered forever. What you feel now is not everything at all!"
"If the life level limit of the human race is one, then the life level I have achieved at this moment is already two, or even higher!"
"This is a taboo that breaks the law!"
"Give me three years, and I can directly grant you the title of King of Martial Arts!"
Amid Fang Fan's laughter, Shen Qian, who had already used the "Calamity Buddha" magical power to its fullest but was still injured constantly, thought of more in an instant.
He already understood the other party's overall plan.
After Fang Fan is the only one left alive among the ten people in the Nine Heavens Ranking, he will definitely return to the human race as a survivor.
And Fang Fan, who swallowed the "Nine Transformations God-making Pill", is indeed a genius.
Whether it's Lin Sanmo or others, who is not a peerless genius who emerges once in a century? Just from the upper limit of the talent of the race, they have almost reached the peak that the normal human race can reach, let alone the talent of the nine people. In one piece!
As long as the opponent can pass the prince level, he will definitely become the new star of the human race.
Creating a Fang Fan was just the first step. They must have a bigger plan, and at this moment, Shen Qian was 100% sure that there must be internal support at the princely level for the other party to dare to be so unscrupulous.
Boom!
The void cracked, and a projection of a avenue ten feet high appeared behind Shen Qian.
"The way of the rock, the soil of the five elements, hahahaha, Shen Qian, you really have a big secret. In a short period of time, you have summoned three different avenue projections."
Fang Fan's voice sounded in surprise, "I'm really reluctant to kill you. I'm really curious about what your secret is!"
Shen Qian said nothing. This was the first time since he entered the Nine Heavens Battlefield that he felt powerless.
He had used almost all his trump cards, but facing a super genius who had no blind spots and whose realm was far higher than him, Shen Qian really didn't have any advantage.
And the looming "Dao Gao" behind Fang Fan has exceeded thirteen feet.
It can be said that Fang Fan completely suppressed him in every aspect.
His own "Tao" is limited to the realm that has not yet been formed, otherwise he would have the power to fight.
All, there is only the last way to go.
Shen Qian closed his eyes.
At the same time, Fang Fan, who was suppressing Shen Qian comfortably, seemed to feel something. His face changed in an instant, and he gave up the opportunity to seriously injure Shen Qian without hesitation, and his figure instantly retreated thousands of feet.
Dots of starlight kept lighting up on Shen Qian's body, forming a magnificent and mysterious pattern in the blink of an eye.
Endless mysterious power surged out from all unknown corners of the body, instantly causing Shen Qian's aura to rise steadily, constantly breaking through layers of boundaries.
When Shen Qian opened his eyes again, Fang Fan was stunned for a moment by his superior attitude.
It seems that the other person is the real "god"!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
