I will become an immortal in this world

After Fang Wang saw the situation on the horizon clearly, he did not slow down, but instead sped up some speed.

So many dead souls might really be related to the Jiuyou inheritance.

After flying another twenty or thirty miles, Fang Wang finally saw clearly that the source of the group of dead souls actually came from a well.

The mountains ahead are undulating, and a dilapidated courtyard is located in the mountains. There is a dead tree on the north side without a single leaf. There are houses on three sides of the courtyard, with broken eaves and broken walls. The well is located in the center of the courtyard, and there are souls of the deceased one after another. Climb out of the well.

Turning off the prying eyes of the underworld, this yard just looks desolate, because the view from all directions is wide, and it is not scary when viewed from a distance, and the spiritual energy in this area is also very thin, and it does not look like a place where heavenly materials and earthly treasures are nurtured, so There were no other creatures nearby.

Fang Wangfei entered the hospital. He stood not far from the old well and observed the well carefully.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated into the well, and then activated the true power of heaven.

In an instant, his consciousness felt a strong suction force in the well, trying to pull him into the bottom of the well. He was so shocked that he quickly withdrew his consciousness.

Fang Wang frowned, hesitating whether to go into the well and take a look.

Immediately, he decided to wait in the hospital.

So he walked to the corner to meditate, leaned against the courtyard wall, and began to take a nap with his eyes closed.

This well is probably the entrance to the underworld. He has been in the Qitian Secret Realm for so long. If he really wants to say where the Jiuyou inheritance is most likely to be hidden, he feels that it is at the bottom of the well.

Anyway, he searched everywhere for Master Jiuyou, but it was not easy to find him, so he might as well wait and see.

In this way, in the following days, Fang Wang kept sitting there. The monks and monsters paying attention to him from the outside world did not leave and were still staring at him.

In fact, the pictures of other trialists are similar. It is impossible for everyone to remain exciting at all times, and the Changsheng Pavilion does not let the atmosphere cool down. Auctions are held regularly. If a wonderful battle breaks out, the auction will be suspended.

Changsheng Pavilion also allows all guests to provide items for sale, but due to value considerations, the items that can be put up for auction are priceless treasures.

Even Zhu Yan, Xiao Zi, Zhao Zhen and Chu Yin will be attracted by the auction.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month passed.

During this period of time, from time to time, practitioners passed by from above. Fang Wang relied on the Breathless Natural Kung Fu to avoid being discovered. He practiced quietly and observed the dead souls in the old well.

Those dead souls cannot see beyond the horizon. Not all things in the Yin world can peer into the Yang world. The separation between Yin and Yang is not just for the Yang world.

On this day, Fang Wang suddenly felt something and opened his eyes suddenly.

He raised his eyes and saw rolling flames sweeping across the sky. The wave of fire was as fast as thunder and stretched to the horizon in less than five breaths.

Such powerful spiritual power!

This was the first time that Fang Wang felt such powerful spiritual power. The waves of fire that covered the sky and the sun were all made up of spiritual power, which showed how strong the spiritual power of the caster was.

A name immediately came to his mind.

Jiyang Zhenren!

One of the Four Heroes of Nanqiong, the most powerful being in this trial, his best skill is fire-attribute spells.

The names of the twenty-four masters are all related to the Taoism they practice. The fire of Jiyang master is known as the most powerful flame in the sea of ​​Nanqiong.

Fang Wang couldn't help but compare the waves of fire in the sky with his Xuanyang True Fire.

Not easy to compare!

The main reason is that there is a gap in cultivation. The spiritual power of the fire wave is vast, and even ordinary fire will not be weak when it gathers such a monstrous force.

However, Fang Wang is full of confidence in his Xuanyang nerve. The Xuanyang nerve also records the subsequent realms, indicating that Xuanyang True Fire itself is one of the most powerful flames in the world. Although Jiyang Zhenren is one of the Four Heroes of Nanqiong , but has not yet reached the pinnacle of the human world.

The raging sea of ​​fire was unstoppable. It took half a cup of tea before the sea of ​​fire disappeared at the end of the world. However, from the beginning to the end, the real figure of Jiyang was not seen. All this seemed to be a vision in the sky.

Fang Wang silently looked at the direction in which the sea of ​​fire was leaving.

Although he is strong, he still has a long way to go.

After this trial is over, he plans to fuse the Heavenly Dao True Skill with the Xuanyang Nerve, and then integrate all the swordsmanship he has mastered.

The most indispensable thing in this world is genius. He cannot be arrogant. After all, he is not yet at the top of the world.

He closed his eyes and continued to wait for Master Jiuyou.

…

Nine days later.

Fang Wang opened his eyes again, and this time, a smile appeared on his face because he felt the aura of Master Jiuyou.

At the same time, inside the Changsheng Building.

"Master Jiuyou and Fang Wang are about to meet!"

Someone exclaimed, which immediately attracted more people to the scenes of Fang Wang and Jiuyou, ready to watch the battle.

Since the trial has been carried out, many battles have broken out, but the strongest ones are only those at the Golden Body Realm. There has never been a battle at the Mahayana Realm level, so this battle has attracted much attention.

"Tsk, tsk, Fang Wang actually squatted down to Master Jiuyou!"

"Is there something mysterious about this courtyard?"

"It's hard to tell, but it's obvious that Fang Wang expected Master Jiuyou to come here. From this point of view, Fang Wang takes the initiative."

"The Yellow-Charactered Sword Master killed a real person. Is there any precedent for this since the establishment of the Changsheng Pavilion?"

"Hey, don't underestimate Master Jiuyou. Although this guy is shameful, his strength is really unfathomable."

As some people support Jiuyou Zhenren to win, more and more relevant comments appear. Fang Wang has a great reputation, but only in these years, Jiuyou Zhenren is a real Mahayana monk!

Xiao Zi couldn't help but snorted as she heard more and more voices supporting Master Jiuyou.

Zhao Zhen and Zhu Yan became nervous.

None of them had fought with the Mahayana realm, and knowing that Fang Wang was only at the Golden Body realm, they were inevitably a little worried.

Chu Yin was full of expectations, and he believed that his master would prove himself.

He could not forget the scene when Fang Wang turned into a black dragon, and he was still overwhelmed when he thought of it.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jiuyou Zhenren stepped on the dark ghost cloud and walked forward. His back was so terrifying, and his goal was the dilapidated yard where Fang Wang was waiting.

"Could it be hidden there?"

Jiuyou Zhenren looked at the compass in his hand, his eyes flickered, and thought silently.

The needle on the compass kept shaking, but it was always pointing forward, and it was only a small range of shaking.

He began to slow down and slowly approached the yard in front.

At this moment, a figure flew out of the yard and looked at him in mid-air.

Jiuyou Zhenren frowned, with a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes. He asked coldly: "It's you, why are you here?"

His voice was clearly transmitted to Fang Wang's ears, and it did not echo between heaven and earth.

Fang Wang, dressed in black, slowly raised his right hand, and a hilt of a sword condensed in his palm. He held the hilt of the sword, raised his chin slightly, and said, "There seems to be an entrance to the underworld here. Are you here for it?"

As soon as these words came out, the face of Jiuyou Zhenren instantly darkened.

He stared at Fang Wang intently, his mind was like lightning.

He instantly thought of many possibilities.

After being provoked by Fang Wang, he was thinking about the cause and effect between him and Fang Wang, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out.

Now, he suddenly thought of a possibility, which made him very angry.

"What about you, are you here for it too?" Jiuyou Zhenren asked in a cold voice. He also condensed a long sword. This sword was slender, the blade was black, and it was shining with cold light.

A trace of ghost energy overflowed from the blade and quickly condensed into ghosts, distributed around Jiuyou Zhenren.

Fang Wang stared at him and smiled, "Of course not, I came for you, but I know you are looking for it."

Jiuyou Zhenren's eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light, and he asked sternly, "Who are you?"

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, and the rolling ghost energy overflowed from his body. The black robe fluttered violently, and the ghost fog spread very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it covered a radius of hundreds of feet and was still expanding.

In the vast ghost fog, ghosts kept emerging, some were human and some were demons, as if they woke up and stood up together, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

In the Changsheng Building, discussions were raised again, and the ongoing auction was suspended. The picture of Fang Wang and Jiuyou Zhenren was enlarged, covering other pictures, so that the spectators on all floors and in all directions could see clearly.

"This guy's ghost domain has become stronger again."

"How many lives have he killed?"

"No wonder he has been so low-key over the years. It turns out that he is collecting ghosts in secret."

"Fang Wang is in trouble, unless he has mastered the magic against the ghosts."

"Who did Jiuyou Zhenren learn his skills from? Why can't I see through it at all?"

As Jiuyou Zhenren displayed his ghost domain, more and more spectators were curious about how strong he was.

Zhao Zhen smiled and was no longer nervous.

Zhu Yan noticed the change in his expression and asked, "Could it be that the master is proficient in the magic of restraining the ghosts?"

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "What do you think? Don't you look at me."

Zhu Yan smiled excitedly after hearing this. The monks around heard their conversation and looked forward to the next battle.

Fang Wang looked at Jiuyou Zhenren's ghost domain getting bigger and bigger, and more and more ghosts appeared. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the Tianhong Sword in his hand burst out with a white sword blade.

"Didn't I say that? My name is Fang Wang, and I'm the one who killed you."

Fang Wang's mouth corners rose, and his smile looked so conceited in the eyes of Jiuyou Zhenren.

Boom!

Fang Wang suddenly burst out with his sword intent, and his momentum was earth-shaking, breaking the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, causing the mountains below to tremble, and the eaves of the broken courtyard were shaken to continuously sprinkle sand and stones.

A vast sword intent enveloped the world, and the sword intent condensed into ghosts and gods behind him.

A dark ghost god, with a similar figure to him, also holding a sword in his hand.

When the ghost god appeared, there was a constant uproar in the Changsheng Building, and Jiuyou Zhenren frowned.

Fang Wang raised his sword and pointed it at Jiuyou Zhenren from a distance, and the ghost god followed suit and raised his sword, with exactly the same posture as him.

"Come on, let me see the ability of the twenty-four real people, don't let me down!"

As Fang Wang's voice fell, white flames gradually overflowed from his body, and his eyes became cold and fierce!

Heavenly Dao True Skill!

Facing Master Jiuyou, Fang Wang planned to take it seriously.

Master Jiuyou raised the black sword in his hand and pointed it at the sky. His face became ferocious, revealing a cruel smile, and said coldly: "Wait for me to extract your soul, and then learn about your true origins. Boy, you have successfully angered me, and next you will see the swordsmanship that I have never used before!"

"The sword from Jiuyou!"