I will become an immortal in this world

The air surged in the sky, making the sky seem like it was undulating and might break at any moment.

All the great monks of the Great Oracle Divine Dynasty looked up with dumbfounded eyes. Fang Wang still kept his fist gesture, facing them sideways. There was blood mist on his right arm, and Li Chunyang's figure could no longer be seen.

The menacing Li Chunyang was instantly killed by Fang Wang with one punch!

Li Chunyang's previous momentum was no joke, even the imperial city's defensive formation was easily defeated by him.

You must know that the Imperial City's defensive formation cannot even break into the Sky-Taking Realm, and it can withstand the impact of the True Soul Realm!

There are so few true soul realms!

Hong Xianer was also stunned and couldn't believe her eyes.

When she was a child, she heard Emperor Dong Gong talk about Li Chunyang and admired Li Chunyang very much. Even though Li Chunyang had been dead for four thousand years, Emperor Dong Gong still believed that Li Chunyang was the enemy who caused him the most trouble in his life.

Li Chunyang was the number one genius four thousand years ago. Such a being was killed instantly by Fang Wang with one punch, and he was still across the realm!

What does this mean?

The prosperous age in the future is really not just a lie, there is hope. The top geniuses in the world in previous eras will only be like this. In order to catch up with him, the geniuses of this era are bound to hit higher limits.

Fang Wang didn't know what Hong Xian'er and others were thinking. To kill Li Chunyang, he used Taoist power.

Although he has not completely transformed into the infinite Taoist bones, the power of Taoism has been generated, and with the attainment of Dzogchen, he can use it like an arm.

He could feel that Li Chunyang's Pure Yang Holy Body was extraordinary, and Li Chunyang still had the power of the God of Destruction in his body, so he seemed to punch casually, but in fact he punched with all his strength and showed no mercy.

He didn't bother to worry about Li Chunyang's origins and who was plotting behind it, so he just punched him to death!

He wants to use this punch to warn those who are plotting secretly!

Fang Wang opened his mouth, blew a breath, and dispersed the blood mist in front of him. He then sat cross-legged and meditated, continuing to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and temper his bones.

Li Chunyang's attack not only destroyed the imperial city's protective formation, but also the luck formation that tried to conceal Fang Wang's aura.

Fang Wang is not worried that he will be exposed. He possesses the formless and invisible Zhou Tian Gong. The upper world cannot spy on him. At most, it will cause turmoil in the human world. Only when he is close can he be seen.

the other side.

The edge of the Human Emperor Continent.

Taoist priest Chunqiu stood on the rocks and looked towards the imperial city.

Wisps of black energy emerged from the sand and gravel nearby, condensing into a translucent old man, like a shadow.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Li Chunyang is dead. Fortunately, I noticed something was wrong in advance and left him before the war started. I didn't expect that he couldn't withstand Fang Wang's punch."

Taoist Master Chunqiu said calmly: "Don't underestimate the Pure Yang Sacred Body. As long as a breath of Pure Yang Qi is still there, he can be resurrected. If Emperor Dong Gong had not mastered the Divine Record of Extinction, few people in this world could completely kill him. "

When the old man heard this, his expression softened, he then raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and asked, "What kind of technique did Fang Wang think he was practicing? This movement is too exaggerated."

Taoist Master Chunqiu muttered: "There are thunders in the sky, but there are no blessings from heaven. It probably has something to do with physical fitness."

"I don't know what kind of physique Fang Wang has. It is said that there is a Tiangang Holy Body hidden in Kunlun. If this continues, a powerful force will gather around him, which can even shake the world."

"This is normal. His talent means that for most people, the benefits of friendship far outweigh the cost of enmity."

Taoist Master Chunqiu's answer silenced the old man.

Every time he thought of Fang Wang, the old man's mood was very complicated. He did not want to target Fang Wang, but wanted to take revenge on the Hong family. However, Fang Wang wanted to protect the Imperial Dynasty to the death, which made him very tormented.

Not everyone understands how powerful Fang Wang is. In the eyes of many Saint Clan disciples, although Fang Wang is the best genius in the world, he is not as good as the Saint Clan. They are not afraid of Fang Wang, but look forward to challenging Fang Wang.

This was the case with the Saint Clan where the old man belonged. The voices below that wanted to attack the Great Oracle Dynasty were getting louder and louder, and he could hardly bear it.

Emperor Dong Gong suppressed the saint clan for four thousand years, and all major saint clans had contacts. The will to overthrow the Great Oracle Dynasty was already established, and they just had to decide when to attack.

The old man was thinking about the Saint Clan, and Master Chunqiu was also thinking about it, but I didn't know what he was thinking about.

Time passes slowly.

After a while of burning incense, the old man couldn't help but break the silence and asked: "Is the Pure Yang Holy Body still in the process of resurrection?"

Taoist Master Chunqiu did not answer, but his face became more and more gloomy.

After a while, Taoist Master Chunqiu took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, he is completely dead, and his luck has completely dissipated."

After saying that, Taoist Master Chunqiu turned around. The old man was stunned and quickly followed his pace.

"Taoist Master, what should we do next?" the old man walked to Taoist Master Chunqiu and asked.

Just as Taoist Master Chunqiu was about to reply, his expression suddenly changed. He immediately used his kung fu, and an evil aura visible to the naked eye appeared between his brows.

The old man asked nervously: "What's wrong with you?"

Taoist Master Chunqiu showed fear in his eyes, and whispered: "Someone is...cursing me...there is an expert behind Fang Wang!"

As soon as these words came out, the old man's expression changed drastically.

"Walk!"

Taoist Master Chunqiu said in a deep voice, not daring to look back.

The two jumped up and quickly disappeared at the end of the sea level.

…

The strange phenomena caused by Fang Wang lasted for two days and two nights. During these two days and two nights, the entire Human Emperor Continent was in turmoil. Fortunately, every city in the Great Edict Dynasty had a large defensive formation, except for Li Chunyang's attack. Outside the imperial city, although there were injured in various cities, no one died.

On this day, the power of Heaven dissipated.

The sun shines through the sea of ​​thunderclouds and towards the Great Oracle.

Hong Xian'er stood on the eaves, looking up at Fang Wang. Fang Wang was sitting cross-legged in the sky, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds in all directions, at least a hundred miles away. The picture was magnificent.

There were people on every eaves of the entire imperial city stopping to look up, as if they were looking at the shadow of a fairy.

The silver light on Fang Wang's body was slowly receding.

He has completely transformed into an infinite Taoist bone, and his cultivation level has broken through to the third level of Breaking Heaven Realm!

The invincible mentality he had experienced in the Heavenly Palace reappeared. Fang Wang felt the power in his body, and felt that everything in the world had changed. Even the sound of the wind became clear, and the invisible spiritual energy formed lines of different colors. The breath floats between heaven and earth.

He took out a piece of white clothes from the dragon jade ring, and while the silver light on his body had not completely dissipated, he put on the clothes, which made him look even more mysterious, like a god from heaven descending to earth.

at the same time.

The distant Jianglong Continent, by the lake of Jian Tianze.

Hongchen was sitting on the reef meditating. He held the fishing rod in one hand and put away the four wooden signs on his legs with the other hand.

"Senior, what are you tinkering with? You are not paying attention to fishing. Be careful, I will catch a big one and make you lose face!"

Gu Tianxiong's voice came from the side.

Hongchen said calmly: "Don't talk about the big ones. If you can catch the fry, you will win. I will promise you to give your daughter a unique skill."