On the altar, the statue of the god glowed, the immortal flowers bloomed, and the energy of chaos surrounded it. Two powerful forces confront each other, filling the entire space with a depressing atmosphere. The towering statue emits a faint light, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Its eyes are staring ahead, as if waiting for something.
Immortal Burial's spear flashed with cold light, carrying a bone-chilling intent. It directly pierced the starlight on Fang Yingxing's left hand and even his left hand, almost piercing his chest.
And the light in his other hand shone brightly, and it was about to crush the Star Sword. With a series of intensive clicking sounds, the light on the Star Sword became dimmer and dimmer, and finally collapsed completely.
Fang Yingxing quickly released Xinghe and hit Zhanxian, barely knocking him away.
He smiled bitterly, knowing that he would not be able to seize that moment to enter the teleportation array and leave under the pressure of the Burial Immortal.
And after that collision, Fang Yingxing has completely understood one thing - with his own strength, no matter how much he delays, he cannot wait until the teleportation array is fully activated.
And once he dies and the activation of the teleportation array is interrupted, the entire army of monks, including Xu Qing and the others, will definitely die here with him, and there will definitely be no chance of survival.
In an instant, he thought a lot. It was almost universally known that Gu Heng loved Huang Nu, but Huang Nu was immersed in her spiritual practice and did not understand Gu Heng's feelings until the end.
In the battle at the Fire Spirit Land 30,000 years ago, Gu Heng burned his menstrual blood to personally extinguish his own hope of living. Everyone thought he was doing it for the common people, but Fang Yingxing knew that he was also doing it for Huang Nu, from beginning to end. ,always like this.
Thinking of this, he smiled faintly, and the light on his body became brighter and brighter. He was actually actively approaching the Burial Immortal, and his aura was rising as the distance got closer.
Zhan Xian's pupils shrank, with a hint of solemnity. He knew that the person opposite him had burned his own life essence and blood, and he had cut off his own chance of survival.
Originally, although the monk could not hold on on the altar until the teleportation array was opened, he still had a chance of survival if he wanted to escape. But if he did this, he could only say...
Ten deaths and no life!
Fang Yingxing took the initiative and used the pupil technique Xinghe. In an instant, all the stars in the sky seemed to converge in his pupils, turning into a bright beam of light that shot directly at the Burial Immortal. However, Zhan Xian chuckled, moved lightly, and easily dodged the fatal blow.
Then, Burial Immortal used the Flying Immortal Step and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Fang Yingxing. Seeing this, Fang Yingxing formed a seal with his hands, and the True Dragon Seal was activated instantly. Dragon Qi prints appeared one after another, colliding violently with the stream of light from the Burial Immortal.
The two people's spells collided with each other, causing a huge wave. At this time, Fang Yingxing struck again, using Star Fist and Star Sword. Beside him, stars were flying around him, condensing a bright sword energy. Burying the Immortal is the art of becoming an immortal with one hand and the realm of the immortal with one hand. In his domain, there seemed to be thousands of immortal spirits singing, and every note carried powerful power.
The two magic skills collided again, this time the collision was more intense than before. The Star Sword and the Immortal Art collided with each other, making a deafening roar. The Star Fist and the Immortal Realm are eroding each other, as if they want to swallow up each other's power.
The collision between the True Dragon Seal and the Immortal Art created a strong wind that seemed to swallow up the entire world. But in the end, Fang Yingxing's Star Fist and Star Sword stopped in front of the immortal realm of Burial Immortal. Every attack was like a wound in the void, but it was still unable to break the barrier of that domain.
By burning his own life and potential, Fang Yingxing barely reached the sixth realm of spiritual creation without a main spirit.
And the Immortal Burial didn't seem to be planning to kill him directly, and didn't fully use its biggest advantage - the main spirit.
Fang Yingxing's skin began to ooze blood, which was because his life force was passing away. Although his eyes were firm, his face had begun to turn pale and his breath had begun to weaken.
The real strength gap is too difficult to make up...
Brother and sister Zhang Qingyun protected the unconscious Di Kongti and Xu Qing in a formation, and nervously watched the battle in the small formation.
They felt sad in their hearts, fearing that they would never be able to see that young man again after this time...
"Kill!" Encouraged by Fang Yingxing, the morale of the monk army soared, and they attacked and killed the remaining ghosts without fear of death, which immediately increased the pressure on all the ghosts.
Although Fang Yingxing tried his best, the Immortal Domain of Burial Immortal was still like an insurmountable wall, resisting all his attacks.
Zhanxian spoke slowly, with a hint of fatigue in his voice: "You really tried your best, Fang Yingxing."
Fang Yingxing's mouth was bloodshot, but he smiled and looked at Zhan Xian calmly: "Maybe."
The obvious overdraft of vitality made him look very weak. But his eyes were still firm, and he even looked at Zhanxian with a smile. That was the confidence only a winner could have.
The Burial Immortal looked at him quietly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He finally admitted that he had found the right opponent. Originally he still had many questions, but now he found the answers one by one.
In the face of absolute strength, all means seem so insignificant. This is the consensus of both parties. Suddenly, Immortal Burial's figure paused, and a force that destroyed the world and destroyed the world erupted from his body. Fang Yingxing's pupils shrank, and he felt that Zhan Xian was going all out, preparing to give him the final blow.
This blow will determine the winner. Fang Yingxing took a deep breath to stabilize his body that was shaky due to exhaustion. He faced the Burial Immortal without fear, standing firm as if his feet were taking root. He must not fall in the coming storm.
Blizzard-like forces collided together, and explosions resounded through the sky like thunder. The attacks from both sides were intertwined, creating a vortex of energy that was spinning crazily, as if it was about to swallow the entire world.
Finally, Fang Yingxing bit the tip of his tongue, and a line of blood flowed down his cheek. He looked at the Burial Immortal with firm eyes, suddenly summoned the last strength in his body, and unleashed a decisive blow.
The stars shattered and turned into countless streams of light that rushed toward the Burial Immortal. Then they became more and more bright, and turned into countless thinner galaxies, attacking and killing the Burial Immortal.
The Burial Immortal took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and began to chant an ancient spell. His voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocking people. As the mantra was chanted, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen and time slowed down.
All the burial ghosts held their breath at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the most powerful immortal technique - Immortal Burial.
"Yes, if you can fight me to this point, you are enough to become the strongest puppet seed of my Burying Ghost clan. How about it? You only need to dedicate three years to my Burying Ghost clan, and I can give you your freedom and avoid this blow. " There was some appreciation in Zhan Gui's voice, and he was actually providing Fang Yingxing with a way to survive.
Fang Yingxing didn't speak, his eternal pupils turned, trying to penetrate the Burial Immortal through the galaxy.
Everyone on the battlefield is looking here, wanting to witness the final result.
