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

"Is it difficult?" Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly, with an incomprehensible expression. He didn't think he would have difficulty facing Yun Tianshen.

Although Yuntian Shen couldn't be killed, Yuntian Shen couldn't kill him either.

And what he wants to do this time is not to kill Yuntian Shen. As long as he uses the river of fate to destroy his body, there is nothing he can do.

Zhou Qingfeng seemed to know what Fang Xiu was thinking, and said with a faint smile: "The River of Destiny is blocked by that existence, so it is no longer feasible for you to use the River of Destiny to repel the God of Clouds."

Fang Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank, who exists? It's you! Wife! ?

No wonder he thought about his wife. This time the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array went wrong, it was basically his wife, and it was probably her who sealed the fate.

The river of destiny is a forbidden area that even gods cannot touch. If there is anyone in this world who can block it, apart from his wife, he can't think of the second person.

Damn bitch!

Have you finally met? I have become increasingly unbearable and have begun to take action myself.

Fang Xiu did not doubt Zhou Qingfeng's words. He could feel that Zhou Qingfeng had become a demigod at this time, and he was a demigod who entered the Tao through destiny. Naturally, he knew the situation of the river of destiny better than anyone else.

"So, now think about how to deal with a god, a real god. What you have to do this time is not to survive from the god, but to truly defeat a god. Only in this way can you stop the attack from the other side. ." Zhou Qingfeng smiled lightly.

"You seem very happy?" Fang Xiu looked at the smile on Zhou Qingfeng's face, always feeling that there was a hint of schadenfreude in his smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingfeng nodded seriously: "I am naturally happy to see the arrogant prophet in such a miserable state."

"Actually, since you came to China, I have been watching you. I wanted to see you being beaten by the gods of Kyushu, but I was disappointed. But I expected that God Yuntian would not let me down again... .....Hey, why are you leaving?"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xiu had already left.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head helplessly: "It's as boring as ever."

Then, he followed.

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South Vietnam.

At this time, the entire South Vietnam has been completely shrouded in gray fog. The endless gray fog is like a large bowl upside down over South Vietnam, isolating it from the outside world.

On the border of South Vietnam, there are 108 ancient altars standing impressively.

They are distributed along the border, tightly enveloping South Vietnam. Each altar is dozens of feet high and is engraved with strange inscriptions.

There are three types of these altars, including the thunder altar engraved with thunder patterns, the fire altar engraved with fire patterns, and the water altar engraved with water patterns.

hum!hum!hum!

One hundred and eight altars continued to emit a humming sound, and thunder, fire, and water light complemented each other and connected with each other, shrouding South Vietnam.

And just around these one hundred and eight altars, there were still some scattered monks fighting.

It is the demons bred in the altar that fight them.

Fire spewed out from the fire altar, and a flame giant, whose entire body was made of flames and was ten feet high, was born in it.

The other two altars are no exception. The thunder altar gave birth to the giant of thunder and lightning, and the water altar gave birth to the giant of water.

The strength of these giants is not strong. Each one is probably equivalent to the peak of the Immortal Emperor, but they cannot be killed at all. No matter how the monks around them attack, these giants will be resurrected in the altar after their bodies are crushed.

And the strange thing is that the same is true for the one hundred and eight altars. Even if they are destroyed, they will be restored in the next second.

Among these monks, there are many demigod monks from Yunzhou, and there are even some demigods who came from other states to support them, but they are still unable to do anything about the altar.

When Fang Xiu arrived, he saw this stalemate.

"These one hundred and eight altars are continuously refining South Vietnam. The top priority is to destroy these altars first." Zhou Qingfeng frowned while looking at the altars.

"There is something strange about the altar, it seems impossible to destroy it!" Xu Ruohai, who was chasing after him slowly, also followed up, looking at the altar carefully.

Fang Xiu stood in the air and stretched out his hand towards one of the altars. The gluttonous mouth opened wide in the palm of his hand, and a tyrannical devouring power suddenly erupted, swallowing up the fire altar and the flame giant conceived in it. net.

However, the next second, a new fire altar rose from the ground. As the flames surged, a flame giant walked out of the flames.

At this time, Zhou Qingfeng seemed to see a clue: "Behind these altars are the divine power of God Yuntian. After you devour them, new divine power will emerge. Unless all the divine power of God Yuntian is swallowed up, the altars can be unlimited." regeneration."

Fang Xiu frowned. It was simply unrealistic to swallow up all the divine power of Yun Tianshen. With his current strength, the power of a god could directly burst him.

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to watch God Yuntian refining Nanyue?" An anxious look flashed across Xu Ruohai's face.

"Be calm and don't be impatient." Compared with Xu Ruohai's anxiety, Zhou Qingfeng appeared calm. He kept making seals with his hands, and the power of fate spread quietly, as if he was playing the strings of fate.

After a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "So, these one hundred and eight altars are an exquisite formation. Although we cannot completely consume the divine power of God Yuntian, as long as we break the formation, we can cut off God Yuntian's power. Divine power supply.”

"How to break it?" Fang Xiu said calmly.

"Destroy all the altars at the same time, and there will be no chance of recovery."

Xu Ruohai was overjoyed: "I will summon the monks who are attacking the altars, let them go to each altar separately, and then attack at the same time!"

"It's not necessary. It's such a waste of time." Fang Xiu stopped him suddenly.

The next moment, I heard Fang Xiu's order: "Gather."

hum!

The Black Lotus Law in his body suddenly burst into endless light.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene occurred. Double images began to appear on Fang Xiu's body, as if there were countless him superimposed on each other.

Then, an identical Fang Xiu walked out of the body, then the second, the third... until the one hundred and eighth!

"This...is worthy of Lord Fang Xiu!" A hint of fanaticism rose in Xu Ruohai's eyes.

Fang Xiu waved his hand, and immediately, one hundred and eight clones rushed towards different altars.

Ever since he obtained the Black Lotus Law, he has been creating clones, and they have clones after clones. Not only the Taotie Divine Kingdom, but also the other side, and even Yunzhou, have clones left by him.

These clones are free to swallow and split independently, and the number is quite considerable.

After a moment, one hundred and eight clones were in place. There was no need for the main body to say anything. One hundred and eight of them took action at the same time, and their movements were uniform, just like one person.

boom!

One hundred and eight altars were shattered at the same time and never recovered.

At this time, South Vietnam, shrouded in gray fog, finally revealed its true face.