When the Emperor Flame Divine Seal was blessed on Fang Lin's body, an extremely strong sacred aura instantly rose up.
The old man not far away clearly felt the spread of a sacred power, and subconsciously took a few steps back! At this moment, the sky-cutting sword light shattered in mid-air. Although the green shrine was a little weaker,
He still crushed Fang Lin down! Fang Lin's momentum was like a rainbow, and his right fist finally shot out at this moment.
"Three Thousand Emperors Kill——" A fist seal blasted out a bright golden avenue, slamming onto the green temple! In an instant, the terrifying explosion struck again! The violent impact, the green god
Gong Zai is frantically unleashing his pressure, but the fury of the Golden Avenue is unimaginable.
But after a moment, clearly visible cracks appeared in the green palace! As if he was implicated, the expression of the old man not far away changed drastically, and he spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood! But the power of the Three Thousand Emperors Killing, page
The numbers are at the end of their rope at this moment.
In the later stages of the Shrine, the Shrine is still extremely powerful after all.
Even though Fang Lin's Emperor Flame Angel was suppressing the old man the whole time, the power of restraint was always there.
However, the old man's shrine was still not destroyed! The old man's mouth was full of blood, his face was full of disbelief, and even his eyes were a little dull.
His shrine, the shrine in the later stage of the shrine, was actually shattered by Fang Lin! A boy in the middle stage of the shrine! The shrine cracked, which is a serious injury that can affect the foundation! The old man is already not young, and the shrine is broken.
, the old man's way forward is almost cut off! The old man roared suddenly, "Fang Lin——" "I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood to relieve the hatred in my heart——" However, the old man's voice has not disappeared yet.
, the old man's eyes suddenly widened! A long sword arrived behind him at some point, and stabbed straight down his throat! Fang Lin's face was slightly pale, and he held the Emperor Yan Holy Sword steadily.
, there was a bit of cold light in his eyes.
"Sorry, you don't have that chance!"
Fang Lin exerted force in his hand, and the Emperor Flame Holy Sword was suddenly drawn out.
Immediately, a line of blood appeared on the old man's neck, and he fell down.
The green shrine in mid-air had dissipated, and the old man fell on the ground, still staring, as if he would not rest in peace.
Fang Lin gasped slightly, glanced at the old man's body, and was silent for a moment.
"Anyway, you promised to give me a whole body."
"Although it's a fantasy."
"Under the Emperor's Flame, I'll give you the last bit of dignity!"
The long sword in Fang Lin's hand trembled slightly, and the blood on the sword burned directly, and then was smoothly inserted into the scabbard.
Fang Lin raised his eyes, with no expression on his face, stood up and flew into the distance.
Behind him, the old man's body began to burn with golden flames.
The sacred Emperor Flame of the Emperor Flame Angel, such a flame, is superior to all fires in the world.
Being able to end up in such a temperature is the last thing Fang Lin can do.
...a few hours later.
Between mountains and fields.
The jungle was lush and green, and the skylight scattered down, spreading a layer of mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Under the tree, Fang Lin opened his eyes, his eyes calm.
All physical exertion has been restored, and Fang Lin has returned to his peak at this moment.
Fang Lin thought for a moment and finally stood up.
After killing an old man in the late stage of the palace, Fang Lin was not very excited.
Because the old man is a demon cultivator! Fang Lin suppressed him the whole time, and the newcomer almost never had the upper hand.
For Fang Lin, this is not his regular combat power when facing demon cultivators.
For a normal person, Fang Lin's combat power would definitely not be able to achieve such an effect.
However, Fang Lin also has the third heaven that he has not yet used, so it cannot be said that the actual combat power stops here.
Fang Lin vaguely felt that the normal mid-stage of the Asgard was indeed no match for him, and if he faced the late stage of the Ascendant, he should be able to parry one or two, but it was almost impossible to win! He figured out his actual combat power.
, Fang Lin casually moved and a large wooden pile appeared in front of him.
To be precise, it was a long fiery red log.
Phoenix Sacred Tree! "With this Phoenix Sacred Tree, we activate the fire of Nirvana, forge and burn the body, and achieve Nirvana rebirth!"
"The Ancient Battle Body method is a fantastic idea, but is this fire of Nirvana really useful to me?"
Fang Lin was hesitant in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he smiled faintly and was in the air in a flash.
Soon, the boat flew high into the sky and gradually disappeared into the clouds.
In the room, Fang Lin controlled the Fengqi sacred tree to float in the air, while he landed on the sacred tree.
Under the stimulation of spiritual power, spiritual energy was introduced into the sacred tree.
Not long after, a burst of flame suddenly burst out from the long red tree! Fang Lin's face changed slightly.
With just a wisp of flame, the clothes on his body turned into ashes in an instant, and even the temperature in the room suddenly rose! "The posture is good, but it seems... I don't feel anything!"
Fang Lin felt it for a while and thought a little strangely.
Sure enough, with the Divine Body of Emperor Yan inside, this so-called fire of Nirvana is of no use at all?
Fang Lin felt a little helpless.
After a while, the small wisp of flames had surged several times, and the grand crimson flame had almost completely enveloped Fang Lin.
Not long after, at a certain moment, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.
Something's wrong! It's not that it doesn't work! Fang Lin's heart moved slightly and he began to feel the state of his body in detail.
As his mind gradually calmed down, Fang Lin could gradually feel that subtle energy was slowly seeping into his body.
Although it is slow, it is really happening! Fang Lin couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
It seems that it's not that the fire of Nirvana is useless, it just can't burn him! Anyone else would have been burned half to death by practicing this thing, but when it came to Fang Lin, it was painless! Fang Lin couldn't help but laugh.
"It's painless. This thing seems pretty good?"
...Fang Lin began to quietly cross his legs and freeze in mid-air. The Phoenix Sacred Tree under him was emitting flames all the time.
This scene is a bit like a barbecue.
And Fang Lin, who was sitting quietly, was not idle either.
Breaking through to the middle stage of the Divine Palace, his Emperor Flame Seal can continue to condense! In the previous battle, Fang Lin had initially felt the powerful blessing of the Emperor Flame Seal.
Without this thing, how could Fang Lin's three thousand emperors kill the old man's palace to pieces?
Not on the same level at all?
Don't even think about it! While exercising and practicing spiritual skills, Fang Lin even didn't forget to swallow a mouthful of divine liquid from time to time.
I have to say that Fang Lin's cultivation efficiency is always so outstanding that he wishes he had eight heads.
But in this way, the speed is obviously conceivable.
