When Fang Yingxing heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the blood-red color in his pupils became a bit colder.
In the eyes of others, Immortal Zhan's words were shocking. He actually wanted to bury the existing world and create a new world under his leadership.
Young Master Yu Hua's face was pale, and even though he was as powerful as he was, he was trembling a little at the moment: "You want to be our master? This is impossible."
"You are only half right. It is indeed impossible to be your master because you are too ignorant. How can the dragon in the sky interact with the ants on the ground? So I am not going to be your master. You don’t deserve it.”
The Immortal Burial didn't seem to care about the angry looks of the monks. He smiled suddenly, as if he had seen a new world.
"So you want to bury everyone and find or create creatures who are not stupid in your eyes?" Fang Yingxing's voice was filled with biting coldness, as if he was asking about Burial Immortal, but also questioning.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Burial Master, but also seemed to be a bit regretful. He looked at Fang Yingxing and said, "Interesting young man, if you don't stand on this altar, maybe I will give you a gift to see the new world."
Fang Yingxing didn't care about his words, his eyes flashed as red as blood: "As long as conscious beings like humans continue to exist, the world will never change, and all blood and chaos will continue to be staged, without hatred and A world of fear? That cannot exist. If you want to be someone else's immortal, in my opinion, that makes no sense at all. It is just a fantasy that is not very smart. "
Burying the Immortal was condescending, looking down at Fang Yingxing: "Do you know the price of desecrating the Immortal?"
There was already a bit of coldness in his voice.
Fang Yingxing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, moved his joints and muscles, and made a series of crackling sounds.
"Then let me see it. I hope it's not just talkative."
The dark body seemed to have forgotten Fang Yingxing's request to get rid of him and hold the Burial Immortal back, so that the teleportation array could be activated.
In fact, he didn't really agree to the original body, because nothing in this world could restrain him, he only acted in accordance with his original heart.
But at this moment, he just wanted to fight the Burial Immortal.
Fang Yingxing stared at the starry sky again. Those eyes called eternal pupils were so deep that they seemed to be able to swallow up all light. Between his brows, there was an aura of indifference and hatred, which was daunting. Those stars seemed to have a connection with him, and they would sometimes be bright and dazzling, sometimes dim, as his mood fluctuated.
Star Fist, his unique skill, each strike contains the power of stars, as if it draws power from the endless universe. Every time it is swung, it is accompanied by the brilliance and fall of the stars, which is shocking. And that galaxy is his pupil technique, and the stars flowing in his eyes seem to be able to guide all the stars.
Burial Immortal, the powerful man who possesses the realm of immortals, is dressed in white clothes like snow and is surrounded by immortal energy. His Immortal Art is the supreme immortal technique. Every time he performs it, it is like the arrival of the immortal world, shaking the world. The duel between the two has long gone beyond the imagination of the monks in the Creation Spirit Realm. Every collision seems to be a confrontation between two worlds.
The war is about to break out, and the stars and the fairy world collide with fierce sparks. Fang Yingxing's Star Fist and Immortal Burial's Immortality Technique competed with each other. For a moment, the altar was shaking. And the flowing galaxy and the endless fairy realm collided fiercely at this moment, as if they were about to involve the entire world.
The encounter between two powerful men at the pinnacle of the Spiritual Creation Realm was like stars colliding and the galaxy hanging upside down. Fang Yingxing launched the attack first, his pupil skills were as bright as stars, as if the entire starry sky was condensed in his pupils. His hands turned into fist shadows, and with the power of stars, he violently attacked the Burial Immortal.
The Immortal Burial did not show any weakness, he waved his long sleeves and displayed the Immortal Domain. His figure disappeared into a hazy fairy aura, as if he had merged into the world. His attacks carry mysterious power, as if they can seal all enemies in the immortal realm.
The battle reached its climax, Fang Yingxing's eternal pupils continued to release bright light, and the Immortal Buried Immortal's realm continued to expand. The two powerful men were going back and forth, switching between offense and defense, as if they had surpassed the limits of the physical body and reached a mysterious and mysterious realm. Their attack and defense are no longer limited to physical strength, but incorporate the power of heaven and earth, as if they want to involve the entire world in this battle.
In the end, Fang Yingxing and Zhanxian launched their most powerful attacks at the same time. Fang Yingxing's pupil technique is as dazzling as falling stars, while Immortal Burial's Immortal Realm is as terrifying as the heaven and earth shattering. The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar.
Around Fang Yingxing, six black figures slowly emerged, carrying rich dark matter, and under the leadership of the main spirit, they attacked Xiang Zangxian.
This method of attack and killing is generally not used by monks at will, because once the opponent breaks a certain spirit, it will cause irreparable damage to the monk.
But Fang Yingxing didn't seem to be afraid at all. His blood-red eyes were full of excitement and he used all his strength to attack.
Under the altar, Xu Qing slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she regained some consciousness, she quickly looked in the direction of the altar, looking for that person.
The next moment, her pupils shrank sharply, and he saw the man with red eyes and dark matter filling his body. Judging from his appearance, he was definitely Fang Yingxing.
But her intuition told her that it wasn't.
In the previous hiding place outside the Immortal Burial Land, when Fang Yingxing broke through to the fourth level of spiritual creation, a similar aura appeared on his body, but it was far less intense than now.
When Zhang Qingyun's brother and sister saw her waking up, their faces suddenly became a little more happy. However, when they followed her gaze and looked at Fang Yingxing, they showed a little worry.
Zhang Qingyin supported Xu Qing, her voice trembling: "Sister Xu Qing, something seems wrong with Fang Yingxing."
In fact, among so many people present, they were the only ones who were really worried about Fang Yingxing's change in condition.
Everyone else was ecstatic. Who would have thought that a boy at the fourth level of spiritual creation could enter that small formation, and even be able to fight the Buried Immortal after swallowing the pill?
They felt the hope of life and didn't care whether Fang Yingxing was himself or not. ,
In other words, in the eyes of everyone, as long as they can survive, the person standing there can accept it no matter who it is.
They could naturally see the dark matter on Fang Yingxing's body and feel the aura of the dark tribe.
But at this time, who cares whether Fang Yingxing is from the dark tribe? They only know that it is their only hope.
Xu Qing gritted his teeth, regardless of the wounds on his body, and resolutely mobilized his spiritual power to run towards the altar.
Zhang Qingyun's brother and sister hurriedly chased after him. They were really worried that Xu Qing would lose his mind in a hurry, hit the formation, and fall.
However, at this time, Xu Qing stopped. She gasped for air, some wounds on her body opened again, and her face turned pale.
In front of her, a burial ghost held a bone knife and stopped in front of her.
"It seems that you are an important person to the man on the altar. If you influence the immortal, both you and him should be killed."
