Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 566

"My apprentice, Xu Xiao, and the human cat Han Diaosi... are called the Three Spring and Autumn Demons, compared to her..."

Zhang Fuyao's heart trembled.

No matter how he imagined it, he couldn't imagine that a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old had such a terrifying murderous aura, state of mind and will.

It's almost like an executioner without the slightest emotion.

"call……"

Zhang Fuyao exhaled lightly, and said: "Okay! I believe...you have the determination to make the world immortal!"

"But... if this way is destroyed, how will you reshape the way of heaven!"

Hearing Zhang Fuyao's words, Dongfang's heart moved slightly.

Zhang Fuyao was a figure of the same period as Lu Zu.

Lu Zu reincarnated several times, but Zhang Fuyao has lived until now, arbitrarily arbitrarily adhering to Confucian luck, also to prevent the heavenly immortals from using Confucian luck to control the mortal world.

If someone can really make the world immortal, Zhang Fuyao probably supports it.

But Zhang Fuyao claims to be the person who reads the most and travels the farthest in the world, so Zhang Fuyao must verify whether the latecomer has this ability.

After all, after living for 800 years, Zhang Fuyao didn't find any other way.

How to trust others easily.

"I see!"

Dongfang's heart suddenly relaxed, and his icy voice was like a gust of wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, instantly tearing up the entire sky over Jinghu Lake.

"I have one, I should replace it!"

As he said that, the runes of the Eastern Five Viscera Dao Palace suddenly jumped, and he raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "Fire!"

"boom!"

Following the words of the East, the sky was full of fire and the void was born.

The vast flames directly reflected the entire Mirror Lake into a sea of ​​flames.

The space seems to be distorted.

The terrifying flames actually transpired over the entire Mirror Lake, and the smoke was lingering, like a fairyland.

Everyone was shocked.

Confucian Confucian sages are miraculous enough to even have Tianxian in their mouths, and their words follow the law, but it is impossible to turn emptiness into fire like this.

The same is true for martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism.

They are only able to affect the laws of heaven and earth.

Even Confucianism is the same, relying on luck to influence the law.

Without a real primordial spirit, it is simply not enough to control the laws, and naturally it cannot be done to such a degree.

However, amidst the exclamation of everyone, Dongfang pointed to the sky again: "Earth!"

"Rumble..."

The flames in the sky began to go out little by little.

Then the magic power of the East circulated, giving birth to pieces of soil, mountains and rocks, which gathered together to form a small land.

Like void creatures.

Extremely strange.

"Wood!"

"Hurrah..."

On the empty land, hundreds of flowers suddenly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the vegetation sprouted.

In the blink of an eye, a mountain forest was formed.

"gold!"

"boom!"

The empty vegetation and the earth collapsed, and traces of golden light shone.

Gives a sense of immortality.

It seems that the sharp edge of the golden light can tear everything apart.

All the people in Shangyin Academy and Jinghu were stunned, watching such a scene in disbelief.

No matter how hard they think, they can't imagine how this method of void creatures was formed.

Influencing the laws of heaven and earth with luck is just an influence, so it is called a pseudo-immortal by the East.

The primordial spirit that can be formed by will, fusion law, artistic conception, mana...etc., can control the law.

With the convergence of laws and mana, matter is formed.

This is the gap.

"how?"

Dongfang's eyes looked at Zhang Fuyao, his voice was still cold.

Zhang Fuyao's heart was also extremely shocked at this moment, he had been studying for 800 years, he had seen the world, he had seen all things, and he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Just looking at the void, the light in his eyes flickered, as if he saw something extremely incredible.

Confucianism is miraculous, and the words follow the law, but they only affect objects in reality.

Such as controlling water, controlling fire, controlling thunder, controlling the churning and shaking of the earth.

That is something that affects reality.

But it is absolutely impossible for void creatures.

That is no longer a normal method.

Even the gods in the sky can't do it.

"This way...is it famous?"

In the end, Zhang Fuyao's eyes showed divine light, and he spoke eagerly.

He has a little understanding that the way of the East has nothing to do with luck, and everything comes from himself.

This way should be sought from oneself, not luck or external things.

"I call it... Yuanshen Dao, can it be replaced?"

Oriental whispers.

It is very simple to make the world without immortals, just collapse the immortal world, and kill the immortals to bow their heads.

But to reshape the way of heaven, it is necessary to cut off the immortal way of luck in this world and re-establish the way.

Let the world return to normal.

Let the three realms of heaven, earth and man not affect each other, but they can still function as usual.

"soul?"

Zhang Fuyao was slightly startled, this world also has primordial spirits, although they are formed by luck, they are also primordial spirits.

"My primordial spirit, with its own will, its own magic power, its own laws of understanding, and its own consciousness, turns the emptiness into reality... This is the way to transform the gods."

"The primordial spirit of this world... is just a false immortal!"

Dongfang whispered, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

The real primordial spirit is transformed from one's own consciousness, will, laws comprehended by oneself, and mana cultivated by one's own self.

The primordial spirit formed with the help of luck can only affect the law with the help of luck forever.

"That's how it is! All dharmas ask for themselves, and don't borrow anything else!"

Zhang Fuyao still doesn't understand.

The fairyland on land in this world depends on luck.

He monopolizes [-]% of the luck of Confucianism, so that there are very few Confucian saints in this world.

Even if you step in forcefully, it will cost your life.

Just like Li Chungang, forcibly returning to the fairyland on land is like a flash in the pan. Although the force is unmatched, he will eventually die.

Without Dongfang's help, Li Chungang would have died as well.

"This way... can be replaced!"

Zhang Fuyao responded solemnly.

If this way replaces the way of luck and immortality, no matter whether it is a god, a warrior, or a person of the three religions, they all seek it from themselves.

Human luck can no longer affect the immortal way, and the immortal way will naturally not affect the mortals in the world.

"It's just... manpower is limited, but I want to try again!"

Zhang Fuyao opened his mouth, stepped on the surface of Mirror Lake, walked towards the east step by step, and said in a voice: "Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it!"

"boom!"

Following Zhang Fuyao's words, the entire Jinghu Lake suddenly roared up.

Like an angry water dragon, it rolled towards the east.

"hold head high!"

The water dragon roared passionately, and its huge dragon head, like a monster capable of devouring everything, opened its huge mouth, biting towards the east.

"Humph!"

Dongfang snorted coldly, Mingfeng Sword appeared in his hand, and directly slashed fiercely.

"Bah..."

The huge water dragon was directly divided into two, and the terrifying cold suddenly centered on the east, freezing everything.

Eight hundred miles away, Mirror Lake turned into layers of solid ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the sky, countless frosts fluttered like a heavy snowfall.

The power of this sword is so terrifying.

Thinking of the peak of Yueshan, Dongfang cut fifty thousand soldiers with one sword, that kind of power is even more shocking and inexplicable.

"Okay...hahaha!"

Zhang Fuyao looked extremely pleased, and laughed out loud.

The power of Dongfang's sword is almost unstoppable in the world today.

Although Confucianism is miraculous and has many means, its combat power is not strong.

Fighting head-on, the lethality is not as good as Wufu.

"Sitting in the world for eight hundred years, the vicissitudes of the sea and the fields are full of clouds, Mo Dao scholar has no guts, dare to let the world sink into the sea!"

"Ms. Dongfang...you should be worshiped by me, Zhang Fuyao!"

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