I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The wrist is bone and flesh, and is cut into a smooth gap.

A piece of bone that was crystal clear like jade was exposed, and the flesh wriggled and wanted to heal, but was blocked by the sword energy attached to the wound.The unique sword energy of Daoyan Patriarch of Huanhua Sword Sect kills all vitality.

The pain and the defeat in front of him severely hurt the old man's nerves, he was furious and shouted: "You should die!"

Regardless of the severed hand, he rushed forward again.This time he cooperated well with another Sanxian, and he didn't dare to take it lightly when facing Fang Qinghong.

Although he spoke aggressively, in terms of actual actions, he showed caution in dealing with enemies of the same level.

For a moment, under the water surface of the Yaochi, an unprecedented fierce fight unfolded.Fang Qinghong also felt the pressure suddenly increase as he fought against two Hongchen Loose Immortals whose realm was higher than his own.

But he himself is an example of the more severe the situation, the calmer the mind, and he is as flexible as a fish in the water.

At the same time, his mind was locked on the two people on the opposite side. All the moves and secret techniques recorded by his eyes will be simulated by him in the next battle with the mantras of the words and the words of the group, and return them to the opponent.

The minds of the two people from the Kunlun Palace on the opposite side were shocked. Fang Qinghong's engraved move was not only similar in power, but also possessed a kind of indescribable power that they didn't have, and I don't know how to describe it.

From the duel just now, they felt that fighting Fang Qinghong made them feel very strenuous. In just over 40 years, the youth had completely transformed into an existence they could not understand.

The Sanxians felt the fear for no reason, the learning ability of the Taoist fetus was too amazing, obviously when they regained their rhythm and dealt with it calmly at first, Fang Qinghong was still a little stretched.

As a result, with a cup of tea, the opponent can be alone, and if the fight continues, wouldn't it be...!

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the ruins in each other's eyes.

In the following time, they didn't leave any room for it, and even tried their best to wear themselves down, trying to kill Fang Qinghong's consciousness, attacking fiercely and pressing on step by step.

The three of them entangled fiercely and fought from the water to the sky. The strength that was dissipated swept away the few people who were fighting in the air above the water.

Liu Menghan had a celestial weapon and was protected by a divine beast. He was the first to control his figure, and turned to look at the three people who beat you to death.

At this time, the two loose immortals in Kunlun Palace were pierced by several sword qi, and their robes were soaked in blood because they did not care about the consequences and the cost.

And Fang Qinghong's white clothes also had a lot of rips, the blood stained on it was from the other party's as well as his own.

But his mental state seemed to be still at its peak, showing no signs of weakening at all, much better than the other two.

The situation that Sanxian was afraid of appeared.

The Taoist tires are really in battle, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liu Menghan noticed the severed palm of the old man Qi Gu, and his pupils shrank.

She turned around on the unicorn, and said to the young man in a high voice: "Fang Qinghong, you know that a net has been laid here, and you also know that Taiweiyuan is joining hands with me, so aren't you curious where Yan Changfeng is now?"

Fang Qinghong was just grasping the opening at this time, and wanted to pierce the chest of one of the Sanxian with his sword, but upon hearing the sound, his subordinates did not stop.

Liu Menghan hurriedly said again: "You should know the secret realm of the Phoenix Emperor, you are not the only ones who can open it, right?"

The young man suddenly turned his head, and there seemed to be a fire burning in the dark pupils, he paused every word, and gritted his teeth: "He, dare!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Liu Menghan who rushed up to stop him, his arm was strong and pierced through the man's heart.

Hundreds of sword qi burst out from the Taichu sword, like random arrows shooting through Sanxian's dantian, limbs, and neck.

"Puff puff."

The old man's complexion was pale, and blood was pouring from all over his body.

Fang Qinghong didn't take back his sword, when he raised his face and swept towards Liu Menghan, his eyes were extremely cold, and a terrifying murderous intent erupted from his whole body. "No one can stop the person I want to kill."

He raised his arm and directly provoked the old man with his sword, and after the latter's life was cut off, he threw him towards Liu Menghan.

"Do you want to try it too?"

Not good.

Seeing that the situation didn't develop in the direction he expected, and Fang Qinghong was completely angered, Liu Menghan's heart trembled. He thought he could restrain the other party, but unexpectedly...

On the opposite side, Fang Qinghong had already raised his sword, and rushed towards the Sanxian who was trying to sneak attack him just now.

Liu Menghan gritted her teeth, at this moment, Jiang Jinghong also flew over from behind, and the tip of the Shifang Nirvana Sword pierced her vest.

Qilin carried her to avoid the attack, Liu Menghan raised the hand holding the Xihuangling, "In this case—"

In the middle of speaking, the Xihuangling was thrown out suddenly.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the fairyland of Yaochi, and the fairy lights bloomed, opening a big hole in the zenith.

The spiritual flow at the mouth of the black hole ran wild, and the spiritual power of the five elements clashed, making crackling sounds from time to time, and was forcibly suppressed by the power of Xihuangling.

Fang Qinghong saw the spiritual flow spinning in the black hole, and gradually restored the influence on the other side - it was Fuyao's secret realm!

At the end of this space passage is Fuyao's sleeping Nirvana nest.

In the picture, the man is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. The curse attached to his body has polluted most of his body, leaving only his head and one shoulder, barely maintaining the original state.

His breath was much weaker.

Fang Qinghong's heart throbbed, and what happened next made his eyes tear apart.

A young man walked into the field of vision. He was surprised by the sudden passage at first, turned his head to look over, and when he spotted Fang Qinghong, he waved at him quite chicly.

Then, as if deliberately challenging Fang Qinghong's nerves, he showed a meaningful smile, approaching each step without noticing it, like an old monk's swaying body.

Yan, Chang, Feng!

Fang Qinghong turned around and flew straight up, about to rush into the space passage.

Bai Ze put Chunyuyan, who had been blown far away, back on his back. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "Don't go! This space channel is unstable, you will be... ah!"

Before it finished speaking, it let out a scream, it was Fang Qinghong who rushed in regardless.

The crackling electric arcs at the entrance of the passage all fell on Fang Qinghong's body in an instant.The young man remained silent, and all resisted, only staring at his target wholeheartedly.

At the other end of the passage, Yan Changfeng had already stopped in front of Fuyao.

Fang Qinghong's mind was torn apart.

Fuyao's hope is himself.

The end of his love is also himself.

It was his own appearance that made him rekindle the fire to the world.

However, after going through all kinds of twists and turns, and giving everything with all his heart and soul, he has not really received feedback from the world!

Fang Qinghong thought bitterly: If he can't even save such a person, what is he talking about?

Taichu Sword groaned as if echoing his inner cry.Fang Qinghong clenched the hilt of the sword, his brows and eyes sank, and his aura suddenly became sharper.

At this moment, he completely let go.

The surging true energy was poured into the immortal sword regardless of the cost, and the six-character mantra was running at the same time, as if the whole person had stepped into an unprecedented realm.

"Ahh-!"

Fang Qinghong waved his arm, and the light of the Absolute Beginning sword was like a beam of light penetrating the night, leading him over many barriers and obstacles to the place his heart wanted.

The light did not stop, and stabbed at Yan Changfeng's hand that was stretched out to Fuyao.The latter's hair stood on end, and he withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

However, it was too late, the invincible and invincible Absolute Beginning Sword cut off his hand.

"Snapped."

The moment the severed hand fell to the ground, Fang Qinghong stood in front of Fu Yao.

Yan Changfeng took a few steps back, the easy-going smile on his face finally faded, and he raised his voice and said, "Palace Master Liu Shao, what are you waiting for?"

Outside the space tunnel, Jiang Jinghong felt bad when he heard what he said, and wanted to restrain Liu Menghan, but was easily stopped by Qilin. "Master Bai Ze, please help me!"

"I don't need you to tell me." Bai Ze gritted his teeth and met Qilin.

In the battle just now, it has been at a disadvantage. Although Qilin is good and benevolent, its combat power is not weak, second only to Yinglong God.

Bai Ze, however, is the divine beast that is the master of blessings and birth, and is not good at fighting at all. Facing the Qilin's full strength, he can only hold on with difficulty.

Jiang Jinghong and Liu Menghan were inseparable, but the problem was that there was a Kunlun Sanxian present.With just one look from Liu Menghan, Sanxian took her place.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Ze and Jiang Jinghong fell into a passive state again.

And Liu Menghan, who escaped, flew into the air, quickly making seals with both hands, and muttering words in his mouth, as if he was chanting an ancient spell.The entire Yaochi fairyland began to float with a golden light, the sky was changing, and a strange but vast aura permeated the air.

Bai Ze: "No, she wants to connect to the fairy world!"

The rumbling thunder overwhelmed its reminder, and before everyone could react, there was a majestic, crushing force pouring down like a river of heaven.

All of a sudden, the blue sea in Yaochi was filled with waves, and all spirits bowed their heads.

Fang Qinghong was so familiar with it, he recognized where this energy came from almost immediately.

The last true immortal, the last true immortal again!

They finally arrived.

Fang Qinghong gritted his teeth, he knew that it was imminent to save Fuyao, otherwise they would not be able to get away today, and when the hand of the real immortal reached into the Nirvana Nest, it would be too late.

On the other side, Yan Changfeng, who was waiting for reinforcements, spread out thousands of star lines to protect himself.He knew that the opportunity was once in a thousand years, so he approached Fang Qinghong again.

The young man really didn't have the energy to deal with him anymore. The Fate Art needed the Absolute Beginning Sword, and he needed to expend energy to maintain the nine-character mantra, but his most important task now was to race against time to extradite Fuyao's soul to the Butian Stone.

He quickly set up a defensive circle with mantras to block Yan Changfeng out, while he took out the sky-replenishing stone, manipulated the Taichu sword with his spiritual thoughts, and carved out eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose according to Fuyao's current appearance.

The vitality of the Sky-Bending Stone needs to be connected with Fuyao's Qi mechanism, so that it can be used by Fuyao and become his vitality.Fang Qinghong had to use the power of chaos to catalyze each sword strike, blending the two together.

As for how to use Fuyao's qi machine, they are the objects connected by the red line.

In the past, Fuyao could rely on the red thread to extradite the curse to himself, and now Fang Qinghong can rely on the red thread to tie Fuyao's fate to the Sky-Mending Stone.

He painted every stroke with incomparable care, as if he had devoted so many years to the feelings that were suppressed in his heart that were unknown and had no chance to be expressed.

So that every curve, every twist and turn is graceful and tactful.

After all, the sky-filling stone is an ancient wonder, made from the essence of divine soil, it looks as clean as jade, but it is actually indestructible.Even with the Absolute Beginning sword in hand, it still caused Fang Qinghong a lot of wear and tear.

Blood was spilling from his mouth, his face was slightly pale, but his brows did not wrinkle.

Drops of blood flowed down the beautiful jaw line, dripping onto the sky-filling stone, and were quickly absorbed by the stone.

Outside the barrier, Yan Changfeng launched wave after wave of attacks, but was stopped.

But after all, it was Fang Qinghong's hastily set up the formation. Yan Changfenggui is a contemporary elite in Taiweiyuan, and now he is also a master of the Mahayana realm. Influence.

At this moment, a ray of dense sunlight passed through the passageway with an imposing manner, smashing Fang Qinghong's defensive barrier.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood was sprayed on the Sky-Bending Stone, Fang Qinghong's forehead was bruised and his muscles tensed.

The rays of light did not dissipate after breaking through the barrier, but crushed towards him with an incomparably arrogant attitude like a true god descending, trying to trample him under his feet.

Fang Qinghong clenched his teeth, struggling to hold on, he didn't care about the star line that Yan Changfeng took the opportunity to attack, and only used all his energy on the sky-replenishing stone in front of him.

Just when Xia Guang wanted to cut off his head, the young man finally made the last stroke.

In an instant, the world changed.

As if penetrating time and space, there was a long phoenix cry from ancient times, and immediately after, red-golden flames lit up the sky.

A pair of huge flaming wings protruded from the Nirvana nest, as magnificent and majestic as wings hanging from the sky.