"Why bother? Yi Tianxing, the Great Yi sect, is known as one of the three masters of Tianji. He is a leader in the sect, and his status is not lower than mine. He actually hid the saint's secret skill of Xingzhe Wujiang, but entered this ancient tomb
, the body will die and the path will disappear." Xu Muyun sighed repeatedly.
"There's nothing we can do about it. People can't hurt tigers' hearts, but tigers can hurt people's intentions." Bi Yu'er shook his head: "He wants to kill us himself and harbors evil intentions. There's nothing we can do if we don't kill him. If he really has some sense, he'll kill us immediately.
Retreat. We really won’t kill them all.”
"I've been too weak to kill people, but what's wrong with the world now? One after another people come to me and ask me to kill. It's impossible not to kill them. Instead, they want to kill you." Fang Han also has some.
It's ridiculous, but in fact, if Yi Tianxing retreats from his interest and doesn't come up to kill people, he really won't bother to argue with him.
But now, the other party is willing to die and also offers a saint's secret skill, and Fang Han will definitely accept it.
"With the combination of this boundless saint's secret skill and the Nine Transformations of Freedom, we will be more confident in dealing with the impermanence. What about the ancestors and immortals? They will still be suppressed by me, or even killed." Fang Han studied the secret skill while he was studying it.
, while observing the mirrors on the surrounding walls. Then he explored the depths of the cave and the small illusory world formed by the long river.
Deep in the cave, a strong aura of king-level spiritual veins was conveyed.
It was a true king-level spiritual vein, vast and boundless. It was like a vast ocean, with no way to see the edge, filling the universe. Fang Han could absorb some of its spiritual energy, but he could not collect the entire spiritual vein.
Just like in the secular world, an ordinary person sees a river that is thousands of miles long and can get a sip of water from it, but he cannot take away the entire river.
Now that Fang Han is facing this king-level spiritual vein, this is how he feels.
"Looking at the ocean and sighing."
Facing this vast king-level spiritual vein, he didn't know how to collect it or where to start. He could collect ten thousand first-level spiritual veins, but he was in despair about this first-level spiritual vein.
Fang Han closed his eyes, brewing his magic power, and grabbed the endless river deep in the cave with one hand. With a rumble, a pillar of spiritual energy like a giant dragon, thousands of miles thick, rose into the sky, flew towards him, and collected it.
His body, but that spiritual vein has not diminished at all. It seems to be endless and never-ending.
At most, he absorbed some spiritual energy by grabbing it.
This amount of spiritual energy is already equivalent to the spiritual energy of three first-order spiritual veins.
Unfortunately, for a king-level spiritual vein, it is nothing but a drop in the bucket. A king-level spiritual vein in the Ascension Heaven Kingdom has been absorbed by the seed core disciples of the Ascension Sect for generations, and it has never been exhausted.
The reason why the king-level spiritual veins are called king-level is because their power is equal to that of a king! It is simply not comparable to the first-level spiritual veins.
"Feng Yuan, you can't collect this king-level spiritual vein?" Xu Muyun frowned.
"King-level spiritual veins are no small matter. They are the foundation of a king's sect. According to rumors, in order to move the king-level spiritual veins, several ancestors, even ten ancestors, must perform a great art that creates the world, and then unite countless people.
Only the core seed disciples of Jinxian can move. Although the power of Feng Yuan is powerful, it is still unable to collect the king-level spiritual veins, and there is no magic weapon that can collect the king-level spiritual veins. We still directly use our greatest magical power to attack the king-level spiritual veins.
Just absorb enough vitality from it." Biyu'er also began to violently absorb this spiritual vein.
In the sect, there is a limit to the amount of spiritual energy that can be absorbed every day, but here, it can be absorbed continuously.
After a while, she had absorbed the energy required by ten first-level spiritual veins, her face glowed red, and she stored it in her body.
Xu Muyun no longer showed weakness, rolled up his sleeves, and swung through the king-level spiritual veins, absorbing hundreds of first-level spiritual veins. He could no longer absorb any more and shook his head.
All the magic weapons in her own divine kingdom are filled with spiritual energy.
In other words, it can only absorb the energy of hundreds of first-order spiritual veins. If there are any more, the body will explode and die.
However, Fang Han did not collect it. Instead, he thought carefully and calculated. He seemed to be planning something. Even the two women felt that he was too calm.
"What? Feng Yuan, how much can you collect? With your ability, you can definitely collect as much energy as thousands of first-order spiritual veins. It is also a huge wealth. This is enough to allow you to reach the level of ancestor immortal in cultivation.
Realm." Xu Muyun said quickly.
"careful!"
Suddenly, a cold light burst out from Fang Han's eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two women directly, and then spun his body around, as if he was avoiding something.
Whoosh!
In the void, a sword light struck him like a sword.
This sword light reflects the impermanence of life and death, comprehends the mysteries of the vicissitudes of life, and the mysteries of the movement of the sun and moon in the universe, making ghosts and gods cry.
"Impermanence!"
Fang Han took mysterious steps and spun around to avoid the sword light. However, the sword light did not disappear. Instead, it floated in the space and continued to pursue him.
"Destroy it!"
Suddenly, a sword appeared in his hand, and the ancient beast's head rippled on the sword's body, creating a sense of loss.
It's the Lost Sword.
When he killed the Turtle King Beast's lair, he obtained the sword energy of the Four Lost Swords. Although he later sold it to Murong Shi, after killing Murong Shi, he captured his Jade Emperor Sword Art, and obtained
Come back and refine again.
Clang, clang, clang... The Lost Sword was swaying, disintegrating the sword energy invisible on the spot.
"Excellent swordsmanship... I never imagined that there is someone like you among the Golden Immortals." A voice came from the depths of the cave, above the rolling river-like king-level spiritual veins, and this person was wearing a
In yellow clothes, his body stood upright like a spear, and his whole body remained motionless. Naturally, a sharp sword energy rose into the sky and pierced the sky.
"Impermanence!"
This person was none other than Wu Chang, who transcended the existence of the Golden Immortal and reached the realm of the Ancestral Immortal. He was once a terrifying prison warrior, but later defected and became the most wanted criminal in heaven.
"Yes, I am the impermanent person who is seeking life. Who are you? You have a vicious method that can be called a unique one. First you killed Murong Shi, and then in order to divert trouble to the east, you actually transformed yourself into Murong Shi, and performed a show with Jin Mieyu
It's a good show that they all died together, so Jin Mieyu was finally killed by you. You plundered all the treasures from him without any consequences. I appreciate this method very much."
The voice of impermanence came again.
"Have you seen through all this?" Fang Han's voice was cold: "However, people who know other people's secrets will not live very long. Ignorance is a kind of happiness."
"Haha! Interesting, interesting. Anyone who dares to speak to me like this, Wu Chang, is basically dead." Wu Chang is a young man, but there is vicissitudes in his eyes. There is no murderous intention when he speaks, but the atmosphere around him has already
solidification.
Bi Yu'er and Xu Muyun even felt that they were forced by the other party's murderous intent and were unable to soar and change.
"What's your name?" Wu Chang asked.
"Feng Yuan. Disciple of the Yuhua Sect." Fang Han smiled and showed his teeth.
"Give me a chance."
"explain!"
"Take refuge in me. In the other side of the heaven, I can help you and be promoted to an ancestor. I can even train you to become a real warrior and a killing machine, increasing your combat power tenfold!" Impermanence said: "Otherwise
If you do, you can only die on my sword to add another soul to my impermanent sword. I will not threaten you with Murong Shi and Jin Mieyu. Those two people from heaven will die.
Just die. A very good death. And I am impermanent and will never threaten opponents weaker than me. That would lower my status too much."
"Die by your sword? I'm afraid your sword is not that sharp." Fang Han shot in all directions: "The prison warriors in heaven seem to be chasing you. Do you think you can escape?"
"Those seven or eight losers can still fight me if they are promoted to the Ancestral Immortal. Now they are just here to die. I want to collect this king-level spiritual vein, and I don't have time to fight with them. But in the process of collecting the spiritual vein,
I found that there were still people collecting it, but I happened to find this crypt, so I broke through the forbidden method and arrived here. It is indeed a good place. It is a central organization and the center of the formation. It is much better to collect spiritual veins here than outside.
.”
Impermanence waved his sword and glanced around: "A good place, the formation point where tigers embrace dragons, one of the nine formation points, Tianfei Wumo hatched a plan, and after occupying the remaining formation points, the nine king-level spiritual veins,
I can’t collect it, I can only give it to the gods, but this must still be included in the bag.”
It turns out that Wu Chang was indeed fighting the warriors of the Eight Divine Prisons just now, but while fighting, he was still collecting spiritual veins. However, he discovered the fluctuation of the spiritual veins, so he cut through the void with a sword and came here.
In a sense, it was Fang Han who made Wu Chang discover this place.
"How about it? Feng Yuan, give you one last chance! Take refuge in me or die!" Wu Chang finally made a voice: "I said this is the last time. This is your last chance."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Just as he finished speaking, the eight figures suddenly turned into eight human-shaped lightning bolts, which traveled through the void and descended into the cave. Above the king's spiritual veins, they rose and fell with the waves.
It is the eight divine prison warriors who are hunting down Impermanence.
Although they are all golden immortals, they are all super tyrannical perverts.
"Sure enough, this is the eye of the formation. The true body of the king's spiritual veins is right here."
"Yes, Wu Chang, you wasted a lot of time outside. You want to escape here, do you think you can escape?"
"Huh? Is there anyone else?" "Everyone, we are the disciples of the Yuhua Sect. Wu Chang wants to kill us. Thank you for the rescue. Let's join hands and kill Wu Chang." Xu Muyun quickly shouted loudly.
"Huh? Join us? You three ants, are you worthy of joining us?" One of the law enforcement disciples of the Divine Prison laughed: "Watch us for the credit of killing Wu Chang?"