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

The smile on Fang Qinghong's face couldn't hold back anymore.

He immediately turned his head and looked at Fuyao expectantly, hoping that he could say something that would comfort him.However, the only response to him was wordless silence.

The youth's heart could not stop sinking.Fuyao is not good at lying. In the past, if he encountered a question that he didn't want to answer, he would choose to keep his mouth shut.

So as long as he doesn't say it, it's tantamount to acquiescing.

Fuyao protected him behind him, confronting that giant palm. "Your Shen's lineage is here this time, only on behalf of yourself, or the people behind you."

Shen Chongguang said proudly: "Naturally, I was ordered by the ancestor to come to capture the Taoist fetus."

Fuyao's eyes were indifferent: "After hundreds of thousands of years of fighting, Shen Jingzhi has finally established himself."

Shen Jingzhi is actually the founder of Taiweiyuan, Shen Jingzhi!

That famous Qingxiao Shangxian! !

Fang Qinghong suddenly realized, isn't Shen Chongguang Shen Duofeng's grandfather and Shen Ke's great-grandfather? ?

He immediately said angrily: "How can you kill your offspring?!"

The palm of the mouth heard the words, as if hearing something ridiculous, sneered: "Meeting is not as good as being famous, you are born with Taoism, Feng Wang worked hard to give you a formula, and you pay attention to these trivial details."

Its tone changed, and it came forward to greet it: "Or do you already feel something, but you don't want to face it?"

Fuyao waved it away: "Presumptuous!"

Shen Chongguang's spiritual consciousness rested on the giant hand, and the opponent's slap was tantamount to a slap on his face.

To become an immortal and attain the Tao is tantamount to crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and thousands of years. There is only one seedling born in thousands of years, each with eyes higher than the top, lonely and unruly, Shen Chongguang was so angry that he slapped it back immediately.

The spreading black mist moved with his spiritual thoughts, accelerating the disintegration of this world. At this time, Fuyao and Fang Qinghong's feet had turned into a dark and boundless abyss.

Looking at the ground, the young man felt the spatial turbulence and spiritual storm caused by the crushing of the big world when the small world was destroyed.He has no doubt that people who fall into it will be torn to pieces in an instant.

But if so, there is another problem.

Since ancient times, the main world has never been destroyed to this extent. Even if the world is in a catastrophe, only living beings will suffer, and the boundary wall is very strong.

Therefore, the place where he is now must not be the main world.It is similar to a secret realm, a small world formed by Dao fruit in the body after the death of Da Neng and Xianjun...

Shen Chongguang shouted angrily: "When I call you Phoenix King, do I respect you? The prehistoric tribes have long withered, your era is over, buried in ancient times! Look at the current situation of your Dade Tianfeng lineage, You are the only one left, and you will die soon!"

"so what?"

Behind Fuyao, a phoenix reborn from the ashes, wrapped in red golden flames, spread its wings and soared into the sky: "We were born with the will of the heaven and the earth, under the seat of the true spirit, how can you be a true immortal?"

The giant palm is like a mountain, engulfed in celestial power, and took it heavily.

At this level, he is no longer limited to complicated moves, but also pursues a simple way of heaven. Therefore, Shen Chongguang's palm seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult to deal with, far from being comparable to ordinary moves.

And the flames burning around the Phoenix were as fierce as the rising sun.As the two sides wrestled, the flames spread upward along the contacted skin, engulfing the entire giant hand.

The lower the realm of the immortals who come to the mortal world, the less oppressed they will be.

Not long ago, when Shen Chongguang was promoted from a lowly ordinary immortal to a true immortal, he was sent by Shen Jingzhi, the patriarch of the Shen family, to perform a task.

Naturally, he should cherish it, this is an opportunity for him to show his face in the ancestors, and even in the immortal world.

Even if ordinary immortals can go down to the realm, their strength will be suppressed, at least [-]% of their strength will be deprived by the boundary wall.

If the immortals with mediocre talents are in the mortal world, they may be the same as the loose immortals, and they will not have any deterrent effect, and they will easily stumble in the cultivation world where ancient secrets are hidden everywhere.

The people in Paizhen Wonderland are just right, they can not only guarantee the crushing in strength, but also receive relatively light backlash from the boundary wall.

When Fenghuang was fighting with the giant palm, Fuyao was at his side and opened a space passage, trying to push Fang Qinghong into it.The latter grabbed the passageway and asked, "What are you going to do?!"

The man was silent for a moment, and said: "I can't stay here anymore, I will take you to a safe place later."

Fang Qinghong didn't even look at the Taoyuan Secret Realm behind him: "Are you lying to me too?"

He finally knows.

The man remained silent for a longer time. In the collapsing world, he nodded slightly and said with all his strength, "Sorry."

Fang Qinghong's eyes were astringent: "You already knew that you were going to... die, and you lied to me that you would come back."

Fu Yao was startled, seeing Fang Qinghong's almost crying expression, his heart beat like a drum.

Plop, plop, jump faster and faster, more and more intense.

He moved his lips and said softly, "Go over there and wait for me." Then he raised his hand and pushed the young man into the passage.

Fang Qinghong fell heavily to the ground, and when he opened his eyes again, his heart stopped beating.

Today's Taoyuan Secret Realm has changed beyond recognition. The stream has dried up, the flowers and branches are withered, and the birds are sitting on the withered trees, weeping.

It also looked like it was going to die, the feathers had lost their original brilliance, and the whole bird was dying.After seeing Fang Qinghong, he called out in a low voice: "True Monarch."

Fang Qinghong got up and rushed towards it: "Jiangzi, where is Fuyao's real body?"

Dian Zhi shook his head: "My lord let me guard you."

Fang Qinghong raised his face, his eyes begged: "Take me! Please..."

The scene was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a while, the bird flapped its heavy wings and flew crookedly, and finally Fang Qinghong hugged it into his arms.

Today's restriction has lost its original effectiveness, and it took the young man through the barrier to the crater where he had only met once.

Fang Qinghong looked at the black and red magma in shock.

Dian Jie said: "Jump down, and Zhenjun will be able to see it."

Fang Qinghong looked at it for a moment, took a deep breath, and jumped into the tumbling magma.

The imaginary burning did not appear, and the flames that inhabited his spiritual platform suddenly grew stronger, emerging from the surface of his body, enveloping him completely.Fang Qinghong was drowsy, and in a half-dream and half-awake state, he finally saw the young man with glasses who had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness countless times.

This time Fang Qinghong went straight to the point without saying hello: "Who are you?"

The young man with glasses didn't react immediately: "Ah, uh..."

Fang Qinghong urged: "Say it quickly!"

The young man with glasses touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'll count you...well, half a father."

After passing that hurdle, it will be easier to say what follows, and the other party will explain it almost smoothly: "The world you live in is a novel I created, and you are the hero in the novel."

"To put it another way that you can understand, you are probably the one chosen by the heavens and destined to achieve a great career. During this period, you will be lucky, and if you fall into a pit, you will be the relics of the ancient immortals, and you will not die. You If I die, my book will be cut in half.”

"Then when it comes to the marriage ceremony, you will have a good career and love. This is the ending I arranged for you."

Fang Qinghong was so shocked that he lost his speech, but before he could react, suddenly the world spun, and the scene changed to the day of his marriage.

He seemed to have drank the poisoned wine, and his internal organs were burned. The 'evil power' roamed freely in his body, destroying the dantian of the meridians.I vaguely heard someone say:

"How is it, has it worked?"

"Shouldn't it? Didn't the ancestor say that when the novel ends now, the aura of immortality that enveloped him has dissipated?"

"Hahahaha, great! Quick, go check it out."

"who?!"

"Come on, someone trespassed on Kunlun!"

"Damn it, don't let him run away, hurry up, someone kills him!!"

After a period of turbulence, Fang Qinghong fell into a firm and warm embrace, with the whistling wind and a strong heartbeat in his ears.

--Who are you?

he wants to ask.

But I'm so sleepy and my body hurts.

—Put me down, I seem to be dying.

Then his cheek was patted lightly, and the owner of the hand said: "Hold on, I will save you."

The tone is decisive and firm.

Fang Qinghong was moved for a moment.

Then, he was hugged all the way, amidst the sound of the wind and the sound of fighting that came from time to time, he wandered around the world with the man.It was not until a long time later that peace returned.

The surroundings are warm, and there is a nostalgic anger like a mother's body. Immediately afterwards, a red-gold spiritual energy entered his body, trying to squeeze out all the 'evil power' that destroyed his fleshy shell.

But the 'evil force' seemed to be rooted in his body, no matter how hard Lingyuan tried, it couldn't be eradicated.

The situation is in dire straits, the 'evil power' that continues to spread has even polluted Fang Qinghong's heart, only the Lingtai has not been captured yet.He gasped in pain, and if he couldn't open his mouth, he would have tried to persuade people to give up.

"No, my lord, the curse is like a poison attached to the bone, and it is impossible to force it out with the power of purification alone. The confrontation of power will hurt his bones, unless..."

"Unless, reborn after death, reborn." The male voice was hoarse and authentic.

——"The divine majesty is brilliant, and its virtue descends from the sky—the fire of great virtue, burning."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Qinghong only felt that he was surrounded by a ball of flames, like entering an old gentleman's alchemy furnace, his whole body was burned.

In the unbearable heat, his body turned into dust and ashes.

——"The majesty of the gods is brilliant, and its way is benevolent—the fire of restoration, seal it."

The erratic three souls and seven souls were wrapped in another small, gentle flame, ensuring that his mind and soul would not disperse, and that he would be continuously supplied with vitality.

——"The gods are brilliant, and their faith will flourish—the fire of the truth is bright."

In the burning flame, there are ideas rising and cohesive.

Then, they merged into a body that looked like a boy.

——"The majesty of the gods is brilliant, and its righteousness is boundless—the fire of life and death, before."

The man pointed at the heart of the newborn body.In an instant, like a new plant and a hundred flowers blooming, this fleshy shell had its first heartbeat.

From the heart, the blood rushes to the extremities.

Fang Qinghong's soul fire fluttered, and the moment it submerged into the body, spiritual energy revived from the bones, emerged from the cracks in the bones, merged into thin streams, and circulated in the meridians.

——"The majesty of the gods is brilliant, and its wind is Nanyi—the fire of Guanya, the temple."

The man finally pointed at the Lingtai.

A small flame was planted between Fang Qinghong's eyebrows, and since then it has protected him from growing up in peace and never left him.

The "Shan Hai Jing Nan Shan Jing" has a saying that the Fenghuang family was born with the auspiciousness of the heaven and the earth, and God bestowed it with the Tao pattern: the first text is called virtue, the inscribed text is called benevolence, the belly text is called faith, the wing text is called righteousness, and the back text is called etiquette.

Therefore, the Dade Tianfeng Clan uses Daowen as the source of power, and the means of attacking and rescuing.

Brother Yao really belongs to the Phoenix family.

Fang Qinghong thought to himself, really want to see, the legendary Dade Tianfeng's beautiful spellcasting scene.

Relying on the obsession in his heart, Fang Qinghong struggled to move, he opened his eyes with all his might, and was shocked by what he saw.

Below the lava is a huge phoenix nest made of thousands of sycamore trees.And his own body is being properly placed in the center of the Nirvana Nest.

In mid-air, a dark mass was about to move.

Due to his previous 'death', the 'evil force' that had nowhere to parasitize could only be suspended in mid-air alone.After seeing his new body, he swooped in immediately!

The man turned his back to him and stood in front of him, using his body to bear the curse.

Big dreams come true.

The fairy's dream of three lives is a fragment of the past time.