Projection of heavens

"Elder Fu..."

Fang Jiange's heart skipped a beat, and he was shocked by Fu Shang's arrogance.

Even though he was as proud as he was, he had never seen anyone like Fu Shang.

One person against the world?

The elders and disciples of Jianmen were in an uproar, and their previous worries instantly turned into shock.

Amidst the shock, there was also a hint of suspicion.

But when they thought about it, they remembered that in that letter of challenge, it seemed that they only mentioned the ambush themselves, and did not mention Jianmen or the human race.

The reason why everyone thought it was the Sword Sect and the human race declaring war on the Xiaomang Divine Clan was because no one could have imagined that Fu Shang's letter of war only represented himself.

Fu Shang didn't care about everyone's shock and surprise. After looking back, he stepped forward.

He climbed onto the back of a majestic lion lying in the clouds, and with a slight push, he soared into the sky.

"Senior Brother Fushang..."

Zhong Yue couldn't help but walk out of the crowd.

"Zhong Shan, are you going to watch the battle?"

The old Feng Shang looked at Zhong Yue, smiled slightly, and said, "It just so happens that I am going too, so I will take you with me."

As he said this, an auspicious cloud rose up from the old man's feet, and it lifted up Zhong Yue and chased Fu Shang, who was riding a mad lion.

"Master, wait a moment."

At this time, Fang Jiange also came to his senses and was about to catch up, but was stopped by Shui Zian.

"The gate master is not here, so we must guard the gate."

Shui Zian looked at Feng Shang's retreating back and stopped Fang Jiange and the others.

"Elder, at this critical moment, no one will take action against Jianmen."

Jun Sixie also took a step forward, looked at the figures disappearing into the sky, and said:

"If we miss such a great battle, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret for us?"

One person fights against one god!

Such a feat, regardless of success or failure, will leave a mark on the history of the human race, and she does not want to miss it.

"Brother Zian."

Feng Shouzhu chuckled and said: "You and I are both excited to fight like this, let alone these young people? Just let them go. It should be enough for you and me, two old bones, to guard the mountain gate."

"At least, no one will take action until the battle is over."

"in this way......."

Shui Zian hesitated slightly, but still gave way.

"Thank you, elder, for helping me!"

Fang Jiange raised his hand, stepped on the sword light, and disappeared on the golden roof of the sword gate with a roar.

He wanted to see if this elder Fu Shang was really overbearing, or if he was just boasting.

Jun Sixie smiled slightly and left.

"Let's go take a look too!"

The two true disciples left one after another, and the other Jianmen disciples couldn't help it.

With a loud shout, everyone jumped into the air.

In an instant, a group of old men were left on the golden roof of Jianmen looking at each other with wry smiles.

They were naturally curious about this battle and wanted to watch it.

But no matter what, Jianmen cannot be left without someone to guard it.

After a long time, Feng Shouzhu faced Xihuang and bowed:

"I only hope that this battle will be successful, and that I, the human race, will no longer let mermaids become flesh!"

Shui Zian took a deep breath and bowed as well:

"May this battle be won, and may our human race rule the world one day!"

All the elders looked equally solemn, bowed their heads and shouted:

"May this battle be won, and may our human race never be enslaved!"

The sound rumbled like thunder, rolling in all directions, spreading, and lingering for a long time.

...........

Huhu~~~

The auspicious clouds passed by quickly, causing violent air currents.

Feng Shang stands on the auspicious clouds, looking at the back of Fu Shang and the western wilderness.

"The shortest road between the Great Wilderness and the Western Wilderness is the place where the gods fought. It was the dangerous place left by the battle between the gods and the gods in the Western Wilderness when our ancestors led the people."

Feng Shang looked at the vast and boundless land of divine battle and said to Zhong Yue.

Zhong Yue nodded slightly, he naturally knew about the land of war between gods.

"Sect Master, do you think Senior Brother Fushang can win this battle?"

Zhong Yue was slightly worried.

Until this moment, he still remembered the demon god who was suspected to be the Xiaomang Divine Clan on the moon.

The existence that occupies the moon spirit and enjoys the contemplation of all spirits.

"The realm of spiritual connection is called the strong one who is close to the gods. Among them, the tyrannical ones can fight with gods. However, Fushang Elder should not be considered the realm of spiritual connection."

Feng Shang shook his head. He couldn't see through the reality of his injury at this time.

The aura of Fushang was specious, and even a strong man like Feng Shang, who was close to the peak of the gods, could not see through it.

I just feel that it still seems to be in the realm of the gods, but it also seems to be a god.

"It's not that he's a god. Could it be that he's reached the realm of the legendary demon?"

Zhong Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely horrified.

No one knows the origin of Fu Shang better than him.

But precisely because he knew it, he was even more shocked.

A few years ago, when the two met, he had not yet begun to practice, but just a few years later, he had already far surpassed himself.

Even, reaching the realm of legendary gods and demons!

What a difference!

Feng Shang nodded first, then shook his head: "Only when he actually takes action can he know his level."

"That kid is incredible."

At this time, Xin Huo, who had been sleeping, slowly woke up, and a slightly emotional voice sounded in Zhong Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Xinhuo, are you awake?"

Zhong Yue felt relieved, Xinhuo had been sleeping for a long time, which made him a little worried.

"This boy..."

Xin Huo ignored Zhong Yue and frowned tightly: "How is this possible?"

As soon as he woke up, he felt Fu Shang's breath.

This time, he was startled.

This kind of speed of cultivation can't be described as shocking.

If he were pure-blooded Fuxi or another pure-blooded descendant of the Gods, he would still be able to accept it, but he was obviously a human with mixed blood.

This speed of practice is a bit unreasonable.

"What's wrong?"

Zhong Yue was confused and couldn't help but ask.

"There seems to be no boundary in his body... He is not in the realm of divine connection, nor in the realm of gods... He is in the realm of rebirth!"

It's so hard to believe that the fire keeps moving on the wick.

However, he could feel that Fu Shang had not yet opened the wheel, nor had he created a spiritual body, nor had he achieved the Dharma Heaven, nor was he a true spirit or a god.

He is a very powerful reborn state!

"How can it be?!"

Zhong Yue was dumbfounded and almost jumped up.

He saw with his own eyes how the great elder of the Yu family who rebelled against the Sword Sect was killed by Senior Brother Fu Shang with a single sword blow.

He would never believe that such strength was said to be in the realm of rebirth.

"Do you still remember that I told you before you broke through as a Qi Practitioner that the Soul Sacrifice Realm can theoretically move mountains and fill seas?"

Xin Huo frowned, looking back on the memories in his mind with a rare seriousness.

"That's just theory. It's impossible for a mortal to have such a powerful soul."

Zhong Yue shook his head, still a little unconvinced.

If Fu Shang was said to be in the true spiritual realm, he would hold his nose and believe it. At most, he would think that Fu Shang was a rare prodigy in the world, able to leapfrog and fight.

But the realm of rebirth...

He really couldn't believe it.

The contrast between the realm of reincarnation and the gods is like an ant and a dragon. They are completely different.

"Realm is just a barrier in the understanding of the Tao, which leads to the division of realm. It is just the explanation of the practice by the predecessors. If the Tao is understood and realized, the realm barrier will no longer exist... .But this is also theoretical, I didn’t expect..."

Xinhuo shook his head. He heard this sentence from the Sui Emperor in the endlessly distant past.

The realm of spiritual practice in today's world was originally in the hands of Da Sui.

Xin Huo's understanding of the realm is naturally stronger than Zhong Yue's at this time.

"Not in the Tao..."

Zhong Yue murmured to himself.

At this time, he was still in the realm of opening the wheel, and even his spiritual body was not slender. Naturally, it was difficult to imagine what kind of realm it was.

I don’t even know how much understanding of Tao is required before the realm barriers will no longer exist.

But he had an intuitive understanding of the injury at this time.

“Incredible……..”

Xin Huo kept shaking his head, wishing he could go forward and grab Fu Shang for questioning.

It was hard for him to imagine how a young man who had practiced cultivation for less than ten years could make his understanding and understanding of the Tao transcend the barriers of realm!

This is too much!

...........

Huhu~~~

Amidst the whistling air currents, the lion crossed the mountains and rivers and walked in the land of divine battle.

Naturally, he didn't know what Xin Huo was thinking at this time, let alone that Zhong Yue had already regarded him as a target.

Of course, even if he knew about it, he would just laugh it off at most.

It's not that he has transcended the realm, but that he is already wandering outside the realm. Even if they overlap occasionally, he has never been within the limitations of this realm.

Naturally, there is no talk of breaking the realm barrier.

Although this may seem like this to outsiders, Fu Shang himself knows the truth.

His advantage was not that he was more talented than Zhong Yue, but that his vision was not limited to the cultivation system of this world.

Huhu~~~

In the tearing air current, the lion's hair flew, and Shi Buyi roared from time to time.

Master Buyi naturally knows what Fu Shang wants to do here.

He didn't want to go, but he couldn't help himself.

"The land of divine warfare..."

Fu Shang glanced around and looked away.

This place of divine warfare is the place left over from the battle between the ancient Sword Sect and the gods when they came out of the Western Wilderness. After so many years, it is still extremely dangerous.

The remnants of the supernatural power and the resentment of the demon god who was unwilling to die continued to attack. Even the masters of the divine realm would not dare to move around easily without a plan to survive.

But for Fushang at this time, it was nothing.

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His spiritual sense is so keen that no matter what kind of supernatural aftermath or demonic resentment, they cannot touch his body at all.

Therefore, his speed was neither too slow nor too slow, but he had already left Feng Shang far behind.

Not long after, he sat down and the lion suddenly stepped out and stepped out of the land of divine battle.

Boom!

A huge roar like thousands of thunders resounded throughout the world.

Fu Shang, who had just stepped out of the land of divine warfare, raised his head slightly and saw heavy snow falling from the sky above the continuous mountains.

A majestic and solemn temple as noble as the moon is suspended thousands of feet in the sky.

Surrounding the temple is a master of the Xiaomang Divine Clan who looks like a human but has three dog heads.

In front of the temple, Xiaochu Cangshan looked down with a solemn expression.