I will become an immortal in this world

The trembling of the golden tablet made the immortals even more uneasy. They even felt the powerful aura of Fang Wang and Zhisheng.

The battle between the two strongest people in the world was actually transmitted to the immortal court!

Just feeling the aura of Fang Wang and Zhisheng, they shuddered and could not imagine how terrifying it would be to really face the two.

Some immortals with profound Taoism even noticed that the aura of Fang Wang and Zhisheng was constantly increasing.

Fang Wang consolidated the realm of transcendence in the battle, and Zhisheng had just been resurrected not long ago and could not exert his full strength.

The two strongest people's momentum alone was enough to shock the heavens and the worlds.

The great pillar suddenly felt something and turned his head to look. Not only him, but other pillars were the same. Then, their faces suddenly changed and they knelt on one knee to salute.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The pillars said in unison, shocking the other immortals and gods to turn around.

A translucent giant face appeared in the sky. It was impossible to see its true appearance, but the outline of the face was full of oppression and daunting.

All the immortals knelt down and worshiped this giant face.

He was the master of the Immortal Court, the Emperor of Heaven!

The kneeling of the immortals did not attract the attention of the Emperor of Heaven. His eyes were still fixed on the golden tablet, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

For a long time.

The giant face of the Emperor of Heaven disappeared in the sky, and the immortals breathed a sigh of relief and stood up one after another.

"I didn’t expect that even His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven was alarmed."

"After all, there is a person who is the most holy in the world, and that is an existence that our Immortal Court cannot do anything about."

"That was because the Emperor of Heaven could not do anything to him before, but His Majesty may not be able to do it now."

"Compared to the most holy, I am more worried about the way of heaven. Who is he?"

The immortals talked about it, and the haze from the human world enveloped them again.

…

After Fang Wang and the Supreme Saint went to war, the fate of Xuanzu's human world enveloped the entire world, making all living beings unaffected by the battle outside the sky. However, the mountains, rivers and oceans on the earth were deeply affected. Various natural disasters continued, and the spiritual energy accumulated underground surged out majestically, and opportunities from different eras also emerged from the earth.

The world of great strife in the human world has arrived ahead of time!

Year after year, there are constantly cultivators soaring up to the top of the sky to watch the war outside the sky, and there are also constantly cultivators falling down to seek support from the human world.

The construction of Kunlun is still continuing. Although Fang Wang is fighting outside the sky, the clones left behind have been helping Kunlun's construction, and none of the clones have dissipated due to the exhaustion of the power of the heavenly way.

The foundation of Wangdao's Taoism is also rapidly improving. It has become the first Taoism in Jianglong Continent and even famous throughout the world.

Xuanzong, Jianzong, Shenzong, and Fozong suppress the world, making Wangdao's prestige higher and higher.

In a blink of an eye.

A hundred years passed in a flash.

A hundred years later, the barriers between the Western and Eastern worlds began to dissipate, the two worlds were connected, and influential figures emerged. Sweeping the other half of the world became the goal of contemporary geniuses.

As for Fang Wang of the Heavenly Dao, that is a myth and legend, and the goal pursued by countless immortal cultivators.

The top masters of the major sects in the world highly respected Fang Wang, which made Fang Wang's strength deeply rooted in the hearts of the young generation of geniuses.

One day, Jian Tianze.

Gu Tianxiong was standing by the lake fishing. Several cultivators stopped beside him, chatting and laughing, which was very comfortable. Gu Tianxiong also liked this feeling, with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, Gu Tianxiong caught a glimpse of a man in purple standing not far away. The man was extremely handsome, like an immortal in a painting, and people would be amazed at a glance.

Among the people Gu Tianxiong had seen in his life, only the Taoist master of the Hope Dao could have such temperament.

He must be not a mortal!

Gu Tianxiong handed the fishing rod to the person next to him, and then walked towards the man in purple.

"My fellow Daoist, I'm a little unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" Gu Tianxiong asked with a smile. He is now also a disciple of Wangdao Sword Sect and has the qualification to recommend. Recommending into Dao is a way to build connections. If he meets someone with good cultivation, he will not miss it.

The purple-clothed man nodded and smiled softly: "Yes, I came here because of your reputation. Are you a disciple of Wangdao?"

"Of course, if you are interested in Wangdao, I can introduce it to you. What do you want to know?" Gu Tianxiong said enthusiastically. He saw that the other party had a good attitude and a smile that made people feel close, and he couldn't help but feel good about him.

"Let's get to know the Taoist master first. After all, the master of a sect represents the overall style of the sect, and his thoughts will also affect the believers." The purple-clothed man pondered.

Gu Tianxiong said solemnly: "We are not a sect, but a Dao. There is no distinction between high and low in Wangdao. Even if you are a Daoist, you cannot humiliate your disciples. We are all fellow Daoists, and this is the rule set by our Dao Master..."

He began to talk about Fang Wang's philosophy, and the purple-clothed man became more and more interested.

Gu Tianxiong's voice was full of emotion, and gradually attracted other cultivators who came from afar. They were also interested in Wangdao.

On the other side.

Outside the sky.

The originally dim universe has become a vast chaotic universe. The universe presents various colored plates, as if it has been torn apart. There are constant explosions in the depths of the universe, and the silent impact is like a wave after another, sweeping the entire universe.

Fang Wang and the Holy Saint are still fighting. They have been fighting for a hundred years.

It's just that their original bodies have stopped, and only the magical powers are colliding invisibly.

The two are a hundred miles apart, and the space around them is constantly broken and reorganized. From time to time, spectacular afterimages appear, as if thousands of clones are fighting quickly.

Fang Wang closed his eyes, the white clothes under the Tianling treasure body fluttered gently, the Tiangong halberd stood beside him, and the purple dragon soul wrapped around him.

The Holy Saint stared at Fang Wang with a solemn expression.

If you look carefully, you can see that the Holy Saint's right foot is trembling slightly. He wants to lift his foot, but he can't do it.

"It's only been a hundred years, but it has become so strong. What kind of detachment is the way of heaven?" The Holy Saint looked at Fang Wang and thought incomprehensibly.

Over the years, his strength has almost recovered, but no matter how he recovers, he can't keep up with Wang Wang's improvement in strength.

It was the first time that the Holy Spirit felt palpitations in his heart, and it was towards a junior.

It is a certainty that Fang Wang will surpass him!

The Holy Sage slowly raised his right hand, looked towards the other side tremblingly, and said: "The next palm will determine our victory or defeat. I must use 80% of my cultivation to cast it. If you can catch it, I won't If I get in your way again, I will even teach you my magical power to help you."

Fang Wang still had his eyes closed, indifferent, as if he hadn't heard.

"This move is called the Great Kutian Holy Technique!"

As the voice of the Holy Saint fell, the entire void became dim, the power of the Three Thousand Rules began to condense, the vast spiritual energy disappeared, and the void of the universe began to appear gray, as if a majestic gray mist was rushing towards Fang Wang, trying to sweep it away. submerged.

Fang Wang's black hair turned white instantly, and his skin aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, he opened his eyes.

It was a pair of silver eyes, which seemed to contain the dazzling universe.