Fang Yingxing's eyes flashed. He was still in the temporary sixth-level spiritual realm, and his spiritual consciousness was so sharp that he naturally noticed the disappearance of Zhang Qingyun's brother and sister's aura.
Without any hesitation, he took out the Light Gate and quickly pulled it out, sucking the last remaining souls of the brother and sister into it, forcibly cutting off the connection between the Immortal Flower and them.
Then he made seals with both hands, the eternal pupils flickered, and a wave of the Great Law retracted the light door.
In the human world, there are differences between immortals and mortals, and magic weapons can also be divided into high and low levels. However, the light gate of the magic weapon of heaven and earth stands behind Fang Yingxing. Its momentum is so great that it seems to be able to swallow mountains and rivers, and span the sun and moon.
The runes flowing on it are as bright as stars and as vast as rivers. Every time the Eternal Pupil circulates, the runes seem to overflow from the door, seeming to intersect with the stars in the sky, which is breathtaking.
The sword of starlight solidified in Fang Yingxing's hand, and then danced out silver arcs, like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright and short-lived. The light gate seemed to echo Fang Yingxing, and the runes on it circulated more rapidly, emitting a strong light. This light illuminated the entire battlefield and also illuminated everyone's heart.
Zhan Xian frowned. He clearly felt that the aura of the person in front of him had risen to a level that made him feel pressure. What made him even more afraid was the light door behind Fang Yingxing, the mysterious law of the great road. Even he couldn't see through it.
In fact, Zombie Immortal already has his own guess about that door. He has lived for endless years, and he naturally has heard about the Light Gate. Although in the dark calendar for a hundred years, the entire Zombie Ghost Clan has been covered by clouds. Ling Seal has not seen this door with his own eyes, but this door is exactly the same as those rumors.
He stepped on the flying immortal steps, turning into immortal flowers with every step, blooming at the soles of his feet, sacred and beautiful but with a dangerous aura.
His body shape changed, and he kept changing positions in the small formation space, avoiding the sword lights coming from Fang Yingxing.
Under the altar, Young Master Yu Hua and other geniuses were unwilling to give in. They were all the strongest geniuses of their generation. They were confident that they would be undefeated if they were in the same realm. However, their realm was not enough. They encountered someone with the same terrifying talent but a realm above them. If you bury the immortal, you won't be invincible.
There were monks from the Huo Split Sect in the audience who carefully observed Fang Yingxing's figure and his fighting methods, with doubts on their faces.
"Why do you look like that bastard Fang Yaori? Impossible. If Fang Yaori had such strength, we would have all been killed long ago."
Confused faces suddenly appeared under the altar, but they didn't think much about it. After all, who would believe that Fang Yaori, who was being hunted by them, had such methods.
A young monk was full of admiration, and he pulled the monk next to him: "Brother, that strong man also snatched away the treasure of the demon of the sun, that door, maybe that person has helped us Get rid of that devil."
On the other side, Xu Qing's face was already filled with tears. She felt that the familiar breath was back. Fang Yingxing must have returned to his true self.
She gathered her strength to fight the buried ghost in front of her.
However, a golden figure stood in front of her. Although there were several terrible wounds on his body, he was very tall and straight, with a powerful aura erupting.
The Imperial Sky Body woke up, and although it lost its peak combat power, it still faced him without hesitation.
This was the case with the Emperor Kong Body. At that time, Yun Ling's body was weak in energy and blood, and his longevity was almost exhausted, but he still had two top-level experts from the Dark Tribe on his own.
The Imperial Sky Body was given the title "Emperor" not just because of their proud strength, but more importantly because of their lofty sense of responsibility.
Li Tianxing's eyes flashed, his golden fist seal solidified, and he rushed towards the dead ghost again.
On the altar, the battle was still fierce, and Fang Yingxing's Star Fist was poured out like a storm towards the Burial Immortal.
The left hand seems to be destroying the stars, and the impact caused by the shattering of the big stars seems to be annihilating everything.
The right hand is as bright as a galaxy, containing the power of the laws of star evolution.
The two almost completely opposite forces made the Immortal Burial a little overwhelmed. He struggled to expand the Immortal Domain and bounced Fang Yingxing away.
Zhan Xian's expression didn't change much, but it could be seen from the violent rise and fall of his chest that he was not relaxed.
He stood in the realm of immortals, surrounded by clouds and mist, and immortal flowers were blooming.
"Why? Why don't you understand? Your power is only used by stupid mortals. I can give you the opportunity to surrender to me and give you the chance to become an immortal."
The corners of Fang Yingxing's mouth raised slightly, and his voice was very calm: "You said you want to guide all living beings, but what qualifications do you have? Are the living beings who want to guide the world immortals, or are the living beings who have already guided the world immortals? Or are they immortals who are not living beings? ?”
The Immortal Burial was stunned for a moment, and then an angry look appeared on his originally detached face: "Are you questioning the Immortal?"
Fang Yingxing's face remained calm: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning immortality, because I never thought you were a so-called immortal."
Immortal Qi surrounded the hands of the Buried Immortal, and an immortal sword suddenly appeared, seeming to pierce the void.
"Do you compare me to these stupid mortals? Just like humans managing pigs and dogs, my way is correct. It's not that you haven't seen the world without the guidance of immortals. Whether it is today, the Dark Age, the Light Age or older In this era, blood and chaos, sorrow and sorrow have always existed and will never end."
There were stars twinkling in Fang Yingxing's eyes: "It's because of the existence of people like you, who stand aloof and separate yourself from the world, burying an era and burying the scourge of a new era."
The two swords intersected, erupting with a thunderous roar. Fang Yingxing's sword is like the autumn water in the sky, calm and calm; while the sword of Burial Immortal is like the violent wind and rain, extremely fast and violent. The two swords clashed, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, and the stars were hanging upside down.
However, Fang Yingxing's eyes never changed, and there seemed to be a still world in those eternal pupils. He used the sword as a pen and the void as paper to write his own legend. Every swing of the sword seems to be expounding a philosophy, an artistic conception that transcends life and death, and transcends reincarnation.
As for the Immortal Burial, with the blessing of the Flying Immortal Steps and the Immortal Realm, his sword shot out like a dragon, unstoppable. His sword intent seemed to swallow up the entire world, showing a domineering aura that dominated the world.
However, the more Zhanxian fought, the more frightened he became. At first, his speed could overwhelm Fang Yingxing, and he once had the upper hand, leaving several wounds on Fang Yingxing's body.
However, gradually, the opponent's speed became faster and faster, and it was almost as fast as his own.
Fang Yingxing fell into a strange state at this moment. In such a dangerous confrontation, while recalling his analysis of the laws in the streamer, he felt the changes in the Burial Immortal Burial Immortal Steps at the cost of injury.
He is evolving this footwork, and comprehends the evolution of footwork at this extreme edge of death.
The immortal sword in Zhan Xian's hand was even more powerful. He wanted to interrupt this enlightenment, but he found that even if Fang Yingxing was willing to resist the immortal sword, he would not withdraw from the realm of enlightenment and was determined to understand Feixian's footwork.
