From the Resurrection of Reiki to the Age of Doomsday

Chapter 1104 You are a genius

Seeing all the holy sons and saints fell there.

There is no one else to replace.

Fangzheng stood up and said, "I'll do it."

Emperor Huang looked at Fangzheng in surprise, and said in surprise, "What? Why are you here?"

"Isn't it the Holy Son who has a very close fit with the Spirit-Calling Flower?"

Fangzheng explained: "You may not know that before, your wilderness intended to open a crack in another dimension in our city, and it was because of those spirit-calling flowers that I was lucky enough to have the power I have now. If the flower matches, I'm afraid no one can beat me."

"Oh, I see."

Emperor Huang suddenly realized.

But I cursed secretly in my heart, and said in my heart that I will check it out later, which bastard came up with the idea of ​​building a different-dimensional crack in this square city, and it turned out to be created by us barbarians Such a formidable opponent.

I want to dismantle the person who has such a fantastic idea to vent my hatred.

But watching Fangzheng walk up to the countless Spirit-Calling Flowers that have almost grown to the height of a human, and then cut his wrist...letting blood...

The thick blood that was different from ordinary people dripped on the Spirit Summoning Flower.

immediately……

Those spirit-calling flowers that were originally swaying with vitality suddenly reacted violently.

It's like a few drops of cold water dripping from countless boiling oil.

Those originally orderly auras suddenly violently rioted, and the desolate master who was continuously transferring his true energy into the spirit-calling flower spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Fangzheng in shock and shouted: "Quick...quick stop!" Come down, what have you done, your blood is highly poisonous to the Spirit Summoning Flower!"

He shouted, "Steady!"

As soon as the words fell, the Spirit-Calling Flower surged a huge wave of presumptuousness towards the surroundings.

36 The paladins were the first to bear the brunt, each vomited blood and fell to the ground, convulsed for a while, but did not move.

All perish.

Even the Twelve Bishops maintained a stiff posture.

More than half of them no longer have the slightest breath of life.

"what happened?"

Fangzheng was stunned and said in astonishment, "My blood should be able to help..."

"Stay away from the spirit-calling flower, the reaction of the spirit-calling flower is wrong."

Huang Di dragged Fang Zheng back and looked in shock at those spirit-calling flowers with crazily twisted branches and leaves.

It's just a few drops of blood, but the spirit-calling flower instantly changed from a quiet flower in the past years to a ferocious and crazy beast and poisonous snake. At that time, he was bounced back alive.

But this way.

The entire huge Huangshen Temple immediately fell into riots!

Inside the Rage God Temple, an extremely violent explosion suddenly broke out!

The scorching white light makes people unable to open their eyes...

Fangzheng waved his hand, easily blocking the explosive atmosphere, how could it be possible?How could my blood be highly poisonous to the Spirit Summoning Flower?

Could it be that the glimmer of life that I had worked so hard to get was finally destroyed by myself?

Do you want to be so nonsense...

And Emperor Huang's face was as golden as paper, and he exclaimed: "Fangzheng, what have you done?"

"I do not know."

Although Fangzheng still couldn't see it with his eyes, he could clearly detect a familiar aura in the realm of his spiritual consciousness.

"but I know."

He murmured: "But I know that the rift in another dimension... has opened."

"what?"

Emperor Huang looked at Fangzheng in shock, but found that he could no longer see anything.

After a long time.

The smoke dissipated.

The power of the explosion just now was no less powerful than Fang Zheng's small nuclear bomb.

The huge Desolate Temple has been completely wiped out in the explosion just now, and now there is only a deep pit left.

Whether it is the desolate master, the four chief priests, the twelve bishops, and the thirty-six paladins, not to mention the living, even the corpses have disappeared.

But in the deepest part of the deep pit, a faint blue crack in another dimension glowed with dazzling brilliance.

The interdimensional rift opened.

"It seems that it was a coincidence."

Huangdi glanced at Fangzheng in shock, and said happily: "It turns out that you have such an idea to use your blood to be incompatible with the spirit-calling flower, so as to stimulate the outbreak of the spirit-calling flower, so that through this outbreak, all the brains will be destroyed." Directly open a different-dimensional crack, Fangzheng, you are a genius, we actually opened a different-dimensional crack in just two days!"

"I succeeded?"

Fangzheng looked at the crack in another dimension in astonishment, and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Walk."

As he said that, he first walked towards the depths of the crack in the different dimension.

But my heart couldn't help hanging up, and I began to think about a problem.

If I enter the desolation of the Dharma-ending world through this rift in another dimension, if I fall asleep in the desolation of the Dharma-ending world, will I return to the desolation of the modern world?

do not know……

But for now, I can't care about these small problems.

He took a step forward, and immediately felt an extremely violent conflict, as narrow as a girl's first time...

Fangzheng has experienced this feeling a lot.

And the narrowness quickly dissipated.

Instead, it was a familiar feeling.

There was a burst of brightness in front of my eyes, and then it became clear... What caught my eyelids was a sea of ​​spirit-calling flowers!

In just a few days, thousands of Shushan disciples dispatched at the same time, and moved all the spirit-calling flowers planted in the entire Shushan Mountain over the years to the barren world, and moved them to the vicinity of the barren temple.

And Fangzheng came to this desolate temple.

At this time, many disciples who were working hard put on an extremely alert posture, watching the sudden appearance of a crack in another dimension, and Fang Zheng who came out.

Seeing Fangzheng, they were all stunned, and put down their weapons one by one.

Those who were acquainted with each other stepped forward to salute, and said, "Master Fang, you...are you the one who opened this rift in another dimension?"

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Well, I started it, and the plan went well. Where's Senior Brother Lin?"

Becoming the master of Jiumai Peak means that Fangzheng's seniority has been promoted by a generation. Even when facing Lin Zhengping, he no longer needs to call him uncle, but only needs to be called brother.

soon……

Lin Zhengping rushed over.

"Brother, everything is going well, I will trouble you."

"No problem, I've been preparing for a long time, leave it to me!"

Lin Zhengping said with a smile: "My Bajing Peak disciples have been preparing here for a long time. Give me two hours, it is absolutely enough!"

"That's good!"

Fangzheng looked at the rift in another dimension, but he suddenly remembered the sudden rush of summoning the spirit flower just now.

It's completely different from what I imagined.

My blood is extremely poisonous to the summoning spirit flower?

Could it be that there is any hidden meaning in the middle?

There was a slight hesitation on his face, and he felt that there were still unsolved problems bothering him...

And his instinct told him that this question was important.

Spirit-calling flower, if he can figure out the relationship between him and Spirit-calling flower, maybe it will be of great help to improve the current situation.

But right now...

"Time is running out."

Fangzheng sighed, and said, "I'll go back and make arrangements, and then come over immediately."

After all, his figure disappeared deep in the crack of another dimension.

I have already returned to the wild world, and went to find the emperor to arrange everything...

What Huangdi should do has been done, next, it's his turn!

Chapter 1105 Who Are They?

time flies.

a whole day.

The Lord of Kunlun has not moved, standing quietly in front of the Shu Road, watching the clouds and mists in the sky, his heart has been completely empty...

He actually liked seeing his old self.

In other words, I like to see everything related to myself in the past, and when I get old, I like to miss the past.

Although he is still young, maybe his heart is also old.

Especially seeing the young and energetic self, which can reflect his old age even more.

"Unfortunately, some things can only be missed."

The Lord Kunlun sighed softly and said, "The time is up."

The day has come.

He finally lowered his head and looked at the cloud of life and death that was still spinning endlessly.

During this day, he was not only recalling the past, but also carefully figured out the prototype of this formation.

There are still many capable people in Shushan, especially this formation has actually changed a lot compared to the original formation...

In other places, the rightful master of Kunlun would simply break the formation, but it is different here, this is the sect where Fangzheng is.

Facing his past self, although his strength has improved rapidly, according to his estimation, at least within a hundred years, it is impossible for him to have the ability to make himself face each other.

A hundred years... In fact, I already think highly of him.

But after all, he was his past self, so Kunlun Lord did not carelessly, but calmly stepped into the formation.

No matter how the eight gates change and flow in the formation, the eight gates of death, the eight strands of life and death force hit him straight.

But although the Kunlun master only took one day, he has already thoroughly studied all the mysteries in the formation... just lightly stomped on his feet.

During this time, one after another is mysterious and unpredictable, either yin or yang, life or death, rigid or soft, clear or turbid.

The boundless and dense silk thread of true essence rushed to all corners of the dust formation of life and death, obscurity, disillusionment and disillusionment.

The mysterious and unpredictable formation has no ability to resist it in front of him...

Only a blink of an eye.

The numerous murderous intentions within the formation had already stopped.

Vitality counteracts death, death counteracts vitality, yang counteracts yin, yin counteracts yang...

Mutual generation and mutual restraint, and mutual neutralization.