Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

Fang Xiu continued to move forward, and as soon as he walked two miles away, there was a sound of swords screaming like a dragon's chant in the surrounding air.

hum!hum!hum!

In the next second, countless beams of bright sword energy shot out from the void in all directions, swarming towards Fang Xiu.

In a thousandth of an instant, Fang Xiu activated his virtual transformation, and thousands of sword energy passed through his body without any harm.

He had already raised his vigilance when he was attacked by the ground fire before, so he responded as soon as the sword energy appeared.

Each of these sword qis is extremely strong, not weaker than Wuwei's full blow with the Xuanyuan sword.

You must know that this is an arrangement of ancient times. Time flies and now, it can still maintain such a powerful force. It is conceivable that the person who set the trap back then may have already reached the level of a deceitful god.

What is certain is that in the great battle at Kunlun Mountain, there was definitely a ghost-level existence who ended up in person, and there were more than one.

Fang Xiu continued to go deeper. The further east he went, the denser the traps formed by the laws and regulations became, which also showed that the direction was right.

In order to save his spirituality, he directly drove the virtualization, spreading his black fire wings and soaring all the way.

After traveling a hundred miles, a mountain suddenly appeared in front of him.

The mountain peak soared into the clouds, the mountain was steep, and the whole body was dark red, as if stained with blood. The surroundings of the mountain were shrouded in a strange black light and shadow.

On the top of the mountain, a cloud of blood covered the sky and the sun, and there were countless corpses floating quietly in it, looming.

Looking from a distance, a breath of death permeated the air.

Fang Xiu was very sure that this mountain was not in his field of vision before, and this mountain appeared completely suddenly.

It's like in the game, the screen will only be loaded after getting close.

The mountain is densely covered with laws and regulations, twice as many as the Kunlun Mountain outside, and similarly, there are more bones.

He guessed that this is likely to be the core location of the battlefield.

Fang Xiu walked towards the mountain slowly, with a sense of emptiness close by, even if there were ten times more laws in front of him, it still couldn't stop his footsteps.

After entering, the virtualization is immediately released. Although it took a short time to walk this way, the virtualization is too spiritually exhausting, and it has already been seen halfway.

The moment he lifted the emptiness, he truly felt the horror of this mountain. The surroundings were filled with endless evil spirits, resentment, and death. People who are not determined to enter it will be killed by these violent people immediately. The breath rushed into a lunatic who only knew how to kill.

Fang Xiu was not afraid of the impact of these evil spirits, and began to explore the mountain, but he had just taken two steps when he heard a faint voice in the void.

"Come... come... come...."

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly, there are still living people here?

People who survived the ancient times?

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked directly towards the direction of the sound. After a while, a dilapidated and collapsed palace appeared in front of him, and the sound gradually became clear.

When he entered the palace, he suddenly found that the inside was full of bones, all kinds of bones were mixed together, and it was impossible to make a complete shape.

The weirdest thing is that these bones are trying their best to crawl towards the center of the palace, each with their arms raised high, as if they are fighting for something.

And in the center of the palace, there is a huge ancient bronze mirror, as tall as a person, with rust spots and dim mirror surface.

Obviously, the purpose of those bones is this mirror.

"Come on......."

There was a clear voice calling from the mirror.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, the one who made the sound was not a person, but a mirror?

Just as he was thinking this way, an old and withered arm suddenly stretched out from behind the mirror, covered with age spots.

Immediately afterwards, an old man in a white robe in ancient costume climbed out from behind the mirror. He looked like he was dying, as if he would die at any moment.

Aside from his state, he does look a bit like a fairy.

The old man in white robe looked at Fang Xiu, a look of surprise appeared in his cloudy old eyes, and his body trembled with excitement.

"My way is not alone! My way is not alone! Unexpectedly, tens of thousands of years later, there will still be people coming to Kunlun Mountain, boy, let me ask you, have we won?"

His eyes were full of hope, and his cloudy eyes shone slightly.

Fang Xiu's expression was calm, and he was not at all moved by meeting people from the ancient times.

"Are you from ancient times?"

The old man in white robe nodded: "I am the head of the 36 generals in Heaven, Xuandu!

You haven't answered my question, have those demons been eliminated? "

Demon?

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly, it seems that this is the name for weirdness in ancient times.

He shook his head and said lightly, "No."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and said in a hurried tone, "Then what's going on outside?"

"The weirdness is raging, and the gods are not there."

The old man's eyes dimmed instantly, as if he had lost the meaning of life.

He was silent for a moment before he said quietly: "Does this era call demons weird?

Forget it, it's not important, I didn't expect to lose in the end. "

Speaking of this, a killing intent suddenly flashed across his face: "If the West hadn't turned against the enemy back then, how could I have lost!"

"Alas." He sighed again, as if exhausting all his strength, he waved at Fang Xiu: "Forget it, my life is not long, and it's useless to say anything now.

I can die, but the inheritance of heaven cannot be cut off. Although I don’t know your identity, as long as you are human, that’s fine. Boy, are you willing to worship me as your teacher? "

"I don't want to."

Old man: "..."

He froze, as if he had never thought of this answer.

"Boy, do you really think that I want to take you in as an apprentice? If I didn't have the heart to cut off the Heavenly Court's inheritance, and my life is not long, this kind of good thing will never be your turn in eight lifetimes! Come here quickly."

Fang Xiu didn't move at all, and looked at the old man quietly.

A look of impatience flashed across the old man's face: "Hurry up boy, I can't last long, that's all, you don't need to be a teacher, you just need to accept the inheritance, this is the inheritance of the heavenly court in ancient times!"

"You sincerely pass it on to me?"

The old man was anxious: "As long as there are others here, I will not choose you! The inheritance must be accepted by someone, the human race needs to be revived, and the heavenly court needs to be rebuilt!"

Fang Xiu nodded calmly: "Since you are sincere, well, come here."

"You let me, an old man who is dying?"

"You want to pass it on to me, but you don't want to come here. It shows that you are not sincere. If you are sincere, even if you climb, you will come here."

"Bastard!" The old man scolded angrily, "You don't have to accept today's inheritance, come here!"

He made a sudden move, a big blue light condensed out of thin air, and grabbed Fang Xiu fiercely.

Fang Xiu's expression remained unchanged, the angel's law appeared in his left eye, and a silver light shot out, directly piercing the blue light's big hand.

The big hand of blue light turned into a rain of light and dissipated in the air.

This big blue light hand looks bluffing, and contains laws, but its power fluctuations are extremely weak, even with the blessing of laws, the power it exerts is only at the fifth level.

Seeing the holy light in Fang Xiu's eyes, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then exulted: "The power of the holy light! You are also from the West? Your own!"