I will become an immortal in this world

Fang Wang concentrated on cultivating the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body, regardless of the commotion he caused.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body violently, forming a howling wind. The monks at the foot of the mountain looked at each other, and finally chose to leave, not daring to provoke him.

Looking at the momentum of Naqi, they knew that they were no match for Fang Wang.

Just because they thought so did not mean that other people thought so. Many trialists felt the direction in which the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and they all thought it was the birth of a peerless treasure, and flew in the direction of the spiritual energy.

In less than half a stick of incense, the figures of the testers appeared in all directions. They looked at Fang Wang from a distance. The yang energy in Fang Wang's body was very strong, like a small sun standing on the top of the mountain.

During the process of receiving the Qi, Fang Wang didn't feel any pain at all. He had already practiced the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body to the Great Perfection, which was equivalent to having experience, and he was just going through it all over again.

His body is undergoing changes. The Tiangang Holy Body is already powerful and has extraordinary self-healing ability. Now it generates yang energy and hardens the flesh and bones. There is no conflict between the two.

This feeling is very wonderful, and it gradually calms down Fang Wang's bored and restless heart.

This time of seclusion was too long. Fang Wang decided that after this trial is over, he must live in peace for ten years!

Anyway, the true power of Heavenly Dao has been absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His laziness is already the state of hard work of ordinary monks.

Fang Wang was immersed in his own changes and did not notice the monks arriving from all directions. The main reason was that he did not feel the dangerous atmosphere.

After being in seclusion in the underworld for more than five thousand years, although Fang Wang's cultivation has not made a leap, his strength has been greatly improved, especially the Dzogchen Jiuyou Free Technique. It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in the secret territory of Qitian. Can kill him.

Anyone who dares to provoke him will only die.

As time went by, more and more testers came, and they gathered in twos and threes.

"Who is that person?"

"It seems to be Lord Fangwang of the Yellow-Charactered Sword."

"Such a burning breath, is this guy practicing martial arts? Or did he eat some of Zhiyang's heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"

"This aura is not a joke. It's better to stay away. Is the strength of Huang Zibingjun so exaggerated now?"

"I don't know if Master Jiuyou dares to come."

"As for Master Jiuyou, Master Jiuyou has been killed by Fang Wang!"

Soon, the news about Master Jiuyou being killed by Fang Wang began to spread in the sky. The battle between Fang Wang and Master Jiuyou was so huge. In addition to Yang Du, many people secretly witnessed the battle.

After learning that Master Jiuyou was killed by Fang Wang with a sword, those who wanted to plot against Fang Wang gave up their minds.

Although there is a big opportunity at first glance, the idea is too hard to pursue.

There are countless opportunities in Qitian Secret Territory, so it’s hard to fight against one.

In this way, some people come and some leave, but in general, the number of trialists Fang Wang attracts has been growing.

After a while.

A powerful aura came, this aura was even more alarming than the Golden Body Realm, alarming all the testers within a hundred miles.

"Master Kumu is here!"

Someone exclaimed, with fear in his tone.

The trialists looked around, trying to find the figure of Master Kumu.

At this time, the sky above Fang Wang's head suddenly dropped pieces of dead leaves, like a torrential downpour, but these dead leaves fell very slowly. The dead leaves swayed and turned over, and this heavy rain of dead leaves actually shone with little lights.

Countless dead leaves fell towards the top of the mountain, attracting the attention of all the testers.

When the dead leaves were less than a hundred feet away from Fang, the lowest dead leaves began to ignite and quickly turned into ashes. Then, more and more dead leaves were ignited, and charred smoke curled up, forming a spectacular cloud of smoke.

"Such a powerful yang energy, Mr. Huangzi Sword, it seems that you have got a great opportunity."

An old voice sounded, with an indifferent tone and a strong sense of oppression.

Fang Wang didn't answer or open his eyes. The yang energy in his body was still burning brightly, making it impossible for the dead leaves in the sky to get close to him.

The world fell silent.

All the testers were waiting for Fang Wang to answer, but Fang Wang remained silent.

"snort!"

Master Kumu's voice sounded again, this time, his tone was full of anger and murderous intent.

Boom!

A huge tree vine came from the sky, stretched across the sky, tore apart the sea of ​​clouds, and was unstoppable.

This tree vine is several feet thick, twisting and sprinting like a dragon. The speed is so fast that most testers' eyes can hardly keep up.

In the flash of lightning, Fang Wang, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, suddenly pushed out his fist, but he still didn't open his eyes.

The right fist was punched out, and accompanied by an earth-shattering dragon roar, a black dragon seemed to come across time and space, appeared out of thin air, and attacked the tree vines with its fangs and claws.

Heaven and earth tremble!

The huge tree vine was directly torn into pieces by the black dragon, and it was killed all the way to the horizon. At the end of the tree vine was the dead tree master raising his palm. The dead tree master was dressed in gray robes, with a childlike face, his smaller eyes widened, and his pupils dilated.

Facing the Nine Dragons Zhentian Fist, he was frightened, but he still instinctively raised the whisk in his hand to resist.

The spiritual power of the Mahayana realm exploded, earth-shaking, and the black dragon killed him in an instant.

At this moment, Master Kumu felt an unstoppable terrifying murderous aura.

not good!

boom--

The black dragon dispersed his spiritual power, blasted his physical body directly, and continued to fly towards the horizon.

The next second, the testers from all directions felt the terrifying impact, and they all used their spiritual power to resist. The mountains were crushed to pieces, and dust flew up.

On the top of Juyue Mountain, Fang Wang was sitting in meditation, maintaining a fist-pumping posture.

He opened his right fist, closed it, and clenched it again. With a whoosh, a storage bag with a blue background and purple edges flew in front of him, and he threw it aside casually.

After the black dragon passed by, a white light rushed towards the horizon. It was the soul of Master Kumu. Fang Wang did not chase him.

Only by keeping this guy alive can more people know how powerful he is, so they won't dare to provoke him.

Of course, the main reason was that he was too lazy to get up and just wanted to quickly transform into the Vajra Sun Body.

for a long time.

After the wind and waves raging across the world subsided, the eyes of the trialists fell on a huge ravine on the ground, and their eyes were all dull.

Fang Wang sat on the top of the mountain and punched. The power of his fist could actually leave a ravine hundreds of miles long on the mountains and rivers of the earth. It was hard to imagine how powerful this unique skill was.

Yang stood alone among the mountains and fields in the distance. He looked at the billowing dust and smoke several miles away, and his heart beat faster.

He was also attracted by the strange movements of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When he saw it was Fang Wang, he wanted to leave at that time, but Master Kumu came.

He has a problem, that is, he likes to watch the excitement.

"This punch is much scarier than the one I faced back then..."

Yang Du's heart was full of fear. He claimed that his body was immortal, but he didn't dare to gamble when faced with the black dragon just now.

He felt that even if he survived, he would probably need a long time to recover.

At the same time, he had another idea.

Do you want to make friends with Fang Wang?

Speaking of which, Fang Wang took the initiative to save him, and even let him live in the face of his provocation. It was obvious that he had an eye for him.

Yang Du thought carefully about his life and events. He had enemies all over the world, but there were very few people who could truly be considered friends.

Not only Yang Du, but other trialists also had the idea of ​​making friends with Fang Wang. Sooner or later, a monk with such strength would stand at the top of the South Qiong Sea, and there would be no harm in making friends with him.

The world has returned to calm, but the power of the Nine Dragons Suppressing Heaven Fist has not completely dissipated.

The trialists did not dare to disturb Fang Wang and could only wait patiently. However, after waiting for several days, Fang Wang had no intention of waking up, so they could only give up and leave one after another to find their own opportunities.

The news that Fang Wang killed the mortal body of the dead tree with one punch spread quickly.

The trial had just started, but Fang Wang had already defeated two real people, killing one and seriously injuring the other, with a remarkable record.

…

Time flies, and fights occur every day in the secret territory of Qitian. The further back and forth, the louder the fights become.

A blink of an eye.

There are still three months until the end of the trial.

On the sky, the wind and waves formed long dragons, rushing in the same direction. The land below was divided into two parts by a bottomless canyon.

I saw silhouettes flying out from the depths of the canyon. The leader was a man in white wearing a crown facing the sky. His sleeves were wide and fluttering in the wind. He played with the wooden beads in his hands, with a satisfied smile on his handsome face and said: " If you can get the relics, this trip is worthwhile.”

The other trialists congratulated him one after another, their words full of compliments.

He is a disciple of Changsheng Pavilion, named Qu Lingcang.

The other disciples of Changsheng Pavilion all call him senior brother.

Qu Lingcang suddenly raised his head, looked towards the horizon, and asked: "Is it possible that the vision of the aura of heaven and earth has lasted for so long because of that yellow-character sword master Fang Wang?"

Hearing this, the other disciples nodded and speculated.

"Fang Wang may be practicing some kind of skill."

"That's right. The Demon Lord Qitian left behind quite a lot of body tempering techniques."

"What are the body-tempering skills of the demon clan that are good to practice? I guess he got the demon elixir from the Demon Lord Qitian."

"Really or not, how could the Changsheng Pavilion keep the demon elixir of the Demon Lord Qitian?"

Listening to the discussion of the junior brothers and sisters, Qu Lingcang's eyes became deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Qu Lingcang asked: "After this trial, Fang Wang will be ranked as one of the twenty-four real people. Do you think I should win over him? Or even introduce him to the Changsheng Pavilion cabinet."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were shocked and immediately tried to dissuade them. They all talked in different directions, all with the same meaning. Fang Wang was too mysterious. If the enemy stole the order and sneaked into Changsheng Pavilion, Qu Lingcang's move might cause trouble for himself. .

Regardless of the fact that Changsheng Pavilion obeys orders but does not recognize people, it is only an external position. If something happens to Changsheng Pavilion due to Qu Lingcang's introduction, the consequences will be disastrous.

Qu Lingcang said quietly: "For what purpose did Fang Wang join the Changsheng Pavilion? His cultivation does not seem to need to be passed down. If it is to steal information, why do he need to make such a big splash?"

At this time, the disciples were silent, and they couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the storm in the sky gradually calmed down, causing everyone to turn around and look.

It seems that Fang Wang has succeeded.