Everything was submerged in the blazing light, and the syllables of "chichi" were constantly emitted. This earth-shattering sound also made the cultivators in the entire Kyushu look stunned and full of horror.
looked over in this direction.
"What happened!?"
"Could this kind of movement be caused by stars falling from outside the territory, causing an explosion?"
This strong shock made all the cultivators in Kyushu tremble, as if they were suffocating...
The scorched earth in the center of the spiritual realm, as the light of the explosion spread, set off huge waves of earth. Countless gravels were spattered, like sharp blades, creating a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun.
Immediately, a sinkhole with a radius of two thousand feet suddenly sunk out from under Zi Kunlong's feet. A third of the entire land was lost in the mighty and continuous sound of the explosion!
The foreign cultivators who came after hearing the news were all blown up into nothingness in this extremely brief moment. Many of them even existed in the first realm of immortality, and they were also turned into powder in the huge explosion.
But the black rain of blood that was continuously falling from the sky was evaporated by the heat wave of the explosion before it landed.
After all, Fang Taiyi possesses a soul at the peak of the Immortal Realm, and his soul can be detonated to such an extreme level. It is strange that he can recover when the alien cultivators suddenly arrive when they fail to react...
The cultivators who survived the first wave of impact were immediately blown to an unknown distance by the boundless wind.
This is the self-destruction elixir of the most powerful person in the Immortal Realm. When all the souls are detonated, the territory of the center of the spiritual realm has been rewritten!
There were very few alien cultivators who were lucky enough to survive. Fang Taiyi's self-destruction almost killed more than half of the elite alien aliens in Mihuang Realm here!
Half a stick of incense passed, and the aftermath of the explosion finally subsided. In the sky filled with yellow sand, the surviving alien cultivators were bleeding from their orifices.
The blazing light not only blinded their sight, but also pierced everyone's eardrums.
Fang Taiyi's death-defying move made all of their hearts and lungs explode with anger!
The surviving alien cultivators were seen standing up with bared teeth, and then they opened their mouths and roared loudly, but their ears kept buzzing and they couldn't hear a single word.
When his vision slowly recovered, he realized that he had been blown thousands of feet away by the explosion!
"Damn Mihuang Realm ants, I'm going to kill you all!"
I don't know who roared first, but I just felt like thunder in my ears and couldn't hear any sound at all.
And the result of this kind of survival is because when Fang Taiyi self-destructed, his spiritual power was almost exhausted. If it were in its heyday, even if these alien cultivators opened up the spiritual defense in time, they would still be defeated by none of them.
Deep fried into powder.
But halfway through the words, everyone suddenly woke up and looked at the devastated scorched earth. They fell into a sluggish state. Their faces turned blue and the hairs all over their bodies stood up. They were obviously too frightened.
I don't know why, but my heart was filled with a feeling of sincere joy that I had escaped death.
And the center of the spiritual realm...
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but worry about Kunlong, the eighth prince of the God Clan. Even though his cultivation was superb, he was still at the center of the explosion.
…
If Kunlong is really buried in the Mihuang Realm, the gods will definitely punish him. By then, all of them will inevitably die!
For a moment, everyone suddenly broke into a cold sweat and fell down.
They looked at the deserted sky filled with yellow sand in front of them with blank faces, and they were all devastated, and there was silence.
At this moment, I saw a naked figure flying over from the horizon with a "swoosh" and landing in front of everyone. Black blood could not help seeping from his body, and the left half of his cheek was scratched.
Muscles, the black mist surrounding his body had become extremely dim. After glancing at the casualties, he couldn't help but roar into the sky, like thunder:
"Ahhhhhhh~~~I'm going to cut them into pieces!"
And this person is none other than Kunlong, the eighth prince of the God Clan, but now he has lost the majesty and grace he had just now. The golden robes of the universe have been reduced to ashes, his face is covered with dust, and all the fingers on his left hand have been blown away.
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Although cultivators above the immortal realm can truly repair their damaged bodies, Kunlong's current embarrassment is obvious.
In the detonation of Fang Taiyi's soul as if he was dead, although the Eighth Prince of the God Clan possesses immortal realm cultivation, after all, he is less than half a foot away from Fang Taiyi. If he accepts the most violent and direct destructive impact, even if he has overwhelming
Although Xing's spiritual power protects his body, his entire physical body is still about to be completely blown to death.
Strong winds roared, and the explosion shock wave of landslides and ground cracks was still spreading into the distance.
"Where is the woman from Tianhan Palace, can you see her?"
Taking a deep breath, Kunlong's body began to make jumping sounds one after another, and countless broken bones were gradually straightened, and new muscles grew.
And this is just a superficial phenomenon. The trauma suffered in Kunlong's soul would have been impossible to recover from without half a year!
After hearing this, a foreign cultivator covered in scars cried loudly in response. His legs had disappeared, leaving only shocking wounds:
"Prince, they have disappeared! Fang Taiyi, who was condemned by God, is simply a devil...Kunxiang and his brothers are all dead...It's so tragic!"
Kunlong's eyes widened, and he felt that there was a ball of unquenchable anger in his heart, which was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no way to release the anger in his heart. But looking at the miserable men in front of him, he couldn't even curse a word, and couldn't help but feel
He let out a long sigh and said word by word:
"Hurry back to the clan to recuperate, and ask Kun Ming and the others to escort that cheap maid Yun Mo Shang over to me..."
The foreign cultivator who had just replied choked in response, and was carried back to the stronghold by several other people.
After a while, the naked Kunlong coughed again, and when he opened his mouth, he sprayed out billowing black smoke. This extremely pure death energy is the source of their divine race's cultivation!
Fang Taiyi's explosion not only burned half of Kunlong's soul, but also lost nearly 90% of the source of death in his heart. It also caused the hidden damage to his cultivation level that he had originally cut with a knife to finally be unstoppable.
Explode!
You must know that every cultivator who has achieved great success in cultivation cherishes his own life. Just because as long as he can cultivate to the level of a saint, even if the body of these cultivators dies, if he can protect his soul from death, he will have
A chance for true resurrection!
This also leads to the fact that the more advanced the cultivator is, the more he cherishes his own life. A hundred steps of cultivation and ninety steps will lead to eternal life. From ancient times to the present, even in the three thousand worlds outside the territory, no one is willing to die.
A cultivator who destroys the soul.
Therefore, the idea of detonating the soul is almost an impossible choice for cultivators above the saint level!
However, Fang Taiyi, who has the ultimate cultivation level of immortality, just did this!
At this thought, Kunlong clenched his fists tightly. Although he said nothing, the powerful murderous intention surrounding him was about to become reality.
He secretly swore in his heart:
If Han Ruo and Yang Donghao could die happily and neatly, he would never be able to overcome this shadow in his heart for the rest of his life!
Damn Fang Taiyi, he is such a bastard!
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Dusk has arrived in the Kingdom of Divine Grace and Xiu Zhen.
At the entrance to the Gu Yue Secret Realm, the space suddenly trembled, and immediately, three bloody figures fell from the turbulent flow of space. The scars all over their bodies made them almost become bloody people!
It was Han Ruo, Yang Donghao and Li Xuan.
Although all three of them received the sound transmission just before Fang Taiyi self-destructed his soul, the last breath that escaped into the turbulence of space was still caught up by the aftermath of the explosion.
The physical conditions of the three of them were also extremely tragic. If Li Xuan had not been protected by the spirit possession, he would have died in the turbulent flow of space long ago.
Yang Donghao's throat surged with a fishy-sweet feeling, and he coughed, but he couldn't help but spit out a few pieces of burnt black entrails.
Han Ruo's condition wasn't much better, her clothes flew into pieces and she was breathing heavily.
Li Xuan's body was bruised and swollen, and his chest seemed to have been hit hard by a giant hammer weighing 10,000 kilograms. His internal organs seemed to have been displaced. The three of them came to their senses slowly, with countless thoughts in their hearts, and they were all relatively speechless.
Li Xuan looked at the familiar entrance to the Gu Yue Secret Realm in front of him, and Fang Taiyi's words before his death kept echoing in his mind.
"My dear disciple, you have to walk your own path from now on alone..."
A month ago, I had just separated from my master, but I never thought that this time would be the last time the master and disciple would meet.
Li Xuan, who felt guilty for various reasons, did not even have time to say an apology to his master...
In the past life of divine grace, it was Master Fang Taiyi who took in the snowy thatched cottage where he was helpless and about to freeze to death.
"From now on, you will be my disciple, and I will teach you the art of cultivating Taoism..."
"This sword technique is called Piaoyu Sword Technique, and there are seven styles in total."
"The Yutian Sutra is a secret that is not passed down among the super aristocratic families..."
Thinking of this, Li Xuan had a kind of deep nostalgia and sorrow in his eyes. He tried his best to control his breathing to calm down, but his mind flashed through every moment he spent with his master Fang Taiyi in his two lives.
A picture.
After a while, the bloodstained eyes were silently filled with tears, melted with blood, and fell to the ground drop by drop.
At this moment, Li Xuan clenched his fists tremblingly. The rainy day was full of waves, but his whole body was filled with boundless chill and he was trembling like a spasm.
Bang~
He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily towards the direction of the Nine Provinces Spiritual Realm, pressing his body tightly to the ground.
How many autumns are there in life and death, and there will be tears flowing through the springs!
Li Xuan's hoarse throat was like a heavy bellows. He was breathing heavily, but he refused to get up for a long time.