Weird and hard to kill? Sorry, I am truly immortal

When he was at the sixth level, he could play with the Immortal Emperor with the blessing of nine times speed. Now he is at the seventh level. His speed alone is comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor. With the blessing of ten times speed, he even surpasses the demigod. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the fastest person under the gods. Ye Yan

It is precisely with the blessing of such a terrifying speed that Fang Xiu can run to South Vietnam with his legs.

As soon as he arrived, he alarmed the entire South Vietnamese people, because the way he appeared was so cool. Not everyone can walk around with a heavenly tribulation on their heads.

Especially since this heavenly tribulation was performed by the gods of Jiuzhou, its power far exceeds that of ordinary heavenly tribulations, and its momentum is extremely huge. Ordinary demigods dare not easily approach such a terrifying heavenly tribulation.

"Heaven... Heavenly Tribulation!?"

"What a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation!"

"Look, there is someone under the Heavenly Tribulation!"

"The Heavenly Tribulation is chasing that person."

"I always feel that this scene is familiar. I think back then, Fang Zhenshen seemed to have created such a Heavenly Tribulation, letting the Heavenly Tribulation chase a demigod."

Countless people curiously looked at Fang Xiu, who had Zhou Qingfeng's face, and some major forces also began to inquire about his identity.

Under the gaze of countless cultivators, Fang Xiu ran to the Great Wilderness with great momentum, and finally successfully entered the other side. As expected, the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation stopped at the edge of Jiuzhou.

Looking at the gray world in front of him, Fang Xiu took a deep breath of gray mist, and felt refreshed. He stopped eating the immortal pill and began to absorb the gray mist crazily to restore his own strength.

He did not stop, but continued to walk towards the depths of the other side.

As he left, Jiuzhou did not fall into peace, but fell into continuous vibration.

Because his deeds in Jiuzhou eventually spread, after Fang Zhenshen, another name resounded throughout Jiuzhou—Zhou Qingfeng!

Some people called him the world's number one fortune teller, the legendary divine machine master, because he never made mistakes, but some people called him a fortune teller, because those who were told fortunes by him all suffered bloody disasters, and none of them survived.

Then, with the gods secretly pushing, it was spread that it was Zhou Qingfeng who destroyed the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty, causing the entire Liuyun Immortal Dynasty to flow with blood, and also disobeyed the gods, and was eventually punished by heaven and exiled to the other side.

As the news spread, Zhou Qingfeng's reputation became bigger and bigger, approaching the former Fang Zhenshen.

If the former Fang Zhenshen was admired by thousands of people, then Zhou Qingfeng's reputation was completely the opposite, and he could be described as unforgivable, because he killed people and set fires, destroyed the Immortal Dynasty, disobeyed the true gods, and did almost everything evil.

Some people called him the number one devil in Jiuzhou, and those who were more affectionate called him Zhou Laomo.

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A few days later.

Fang Xiu was walking in the other shore. In the past few days, he saw many blooming red spider flowers. Without exception, all of them were attacked by his poisonous hands and devoured one by one.

As he continued to devour the red spider flowers, the shadow of the black lotus in his mind became more and more solid, and the semi-illusory black lotus law at its core was also gradually growing stronger.

That half of the black lotus law was still in the present world. Facing the full invasion of the other shore, the red spider flowers also bloomed in the present world. He ordered the investigation bureau to collect red spider flowers for him to devour.

Now that he had no subordinates, he had to do it himself, looking for red spider flowers all over the other shore, devouring them bit by bit. Although the red spider flowers bloomed all over the other shore, the other shore was too big. Basically, you can only see a red spider flower after walking for several miles, which is extremely inefficient.

Helplessly, he had to rely on blood pupils to constantly enslave the weird, and then let the weird find the red spider flowers for him to bring back.

With his current strength, as long as he doesn't encounter the Weird God, other weird things are nothing to be afraid of.

However, Fang Xiu still tried his best to avoid the weird things at the master level. This kind of weird thing is equivalent to the demigod among the human race. At that time, Kunlun Maggot had pretended to be the Nine Underworld Lord, the leader of the thirty-six masters of the other shore.

It's not that he can't beat the master, but it's more cost-effective to avoid.

To deal with the weird things at the master level, you need to use the Baqi Godhead, and the influence of the Baqi Godhead is too great, which is very likely to attract the Weird God.

Fang Xiu has never forgotten that there is a Yuntian God in the other shore who hates him to the bone.

He doesn't want to be forced to the other shore by the immortal god, and then forced back to Jiuzhou by the demon god.

It is worth mentioning that he also let the Kunlun maggot out, and found a seventh-level weird body for it, so that it can lead a group of weird things to look for the other shore flowers everywhere.

Since he was promoted to the seventh level, he no longer guarded against Kunlun maggots. He had enough confidence to completely control them. As long as the other party did not occupy the body of the demon god, it would not cause any trouble. Besides, Kunlun maggots had no ability to occupy the body of the demon god.

In this way, Fang Xiu started the boring and boring journey of collecting red spider lilies.

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One year later.

The popularity of Zhou Qingfeng in Jiuzhou remained unabated, but became more and more intense. After all, it takes time to spread and ferment, and Jiuzhou is so vast.

It was also on this day that in a wilderness somewhere in Jiuzhou, the calm void suddenly fluctuated like the surface of the water, and the next moment, a figure fell from it in a mess.

The man had an elegant and gentle face, like a very friendly scholar, with confident calmness in his eyes, as if he had a strong confidence in controlling everything.

He slowly stood up from the ground, with a smile of rebirth on his lips: "Finally escaped from the long river of fate."

This person was Zhou Qingfeng who had been trapped in the long river of fate.

"I didn't expect that my luck would be so good. I had Fang Xiu as an anchor, and it would take several years to get back from the river of destiny. But I didn't expect that a year ago, for some unknown reason, the river of destiny would stir up many times, and it would be so strong. Under the shock, I finally had the opportunity to break free from the shackles of fate and return successfully. "

Zhou Qingfeng sighed slowly, only he himself knew best the suffering he had suffered while being lost in the river of destiny these years.

If he had not possessed the Law of Destiny, still had an anchor in the outside world, and his own will was relatively firm, he would have sunk into the long river of destiny, and would never be able to escape from it forever.

"However, everything is worth it." Zhou Qingfeng looked down at his palm, and an invisible force of fate stirred in it.

"The peak of the seventh level! The path of destiny has been brought to the current end by me. The next step is to break through the eighth level!"

These years he has not been idle in the long river of destiny. As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. While fate trapped him, it also gave him an unprecedented opportunity to understand his fate. Because of this, he was able to Entering the seventh level peak realm.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingfeng began to look at his surroundings, looking at the green mountains and green waters in front of him instead of the hazy gray fog in his impression, which made him frown.

"This world? No, no, this is not this world."

An indescribable charm flashed through his eyes, and there seemed to be endless numerology and intertwined destiny trajectories rising and falling in it.

After a moment, the fate track in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a solemn look, and he slowly spit out two words from his mouth: "Kyuzhou."