"ah!"

In the void, a scream suddenly came.

It’s the Great True Lord Yuxue!

His blood escape technique was broken, the magic armor on his body melted rapidly under the true fire of the sun, and his body was burned into a ball of ashes.

Only a dark, tall Nascent Soul was submerged by countless golden swastikas, turned into a golden doll, and landed in Fang Xing's palm.

"Huh?"

Fang Xing was a little surprised and looked in the direction of the Great True Lord Xuyun: "If you can take the two moves of transforming the gods, your potential, strength, luck... are all superior to that of the Great True Lord of the Demonic Way."

Master Xuyun showed his true appearance, which was a face with sharp edges and corners, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that his vitality had been severely damaged.

Seeing Fang Xing now is like seeing a god-turned-vener, and my heart is full of despair.

What's even sadder is that he took the initiative to use the 'Mountain and River Map' to block the nearby void, which made it a luxury to even use various void means to escape, which can be called a cocoon.

After all, who would have thought that...it was just a matter of catching a turtle in a urn, and two great masters were dispatched, but they would encounter such a speechless situation?!

If the Yuan Shen Sword Sect still had a god-incarnation fighting force outside, they would have rebuilt the Holy Land long ago, and the Five Meridians would not have been miserable for so many years.

'I...promise you.'

In the desire to survive, Zhenjun Xuyun couldn't help but transmit a message to a mysterious existence.

"Um?"

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and saw the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathering in front of him, forming a faint golden body of an Arhat.

An extremely terrifying wave of mana emerged.

"Almsgiver, please forgive others when you can!"

An old voice came out from the golden face of the giant Arhat.

"Invoking the spiritual power of heaven and earth, becoming a god monk?"

Fang Xing's martial arts will soared into the sky, transforming into the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata, and immediately swept away all spiritual pressure. Hearing this, he sneered: "It seems that he is a monk who has not completely died, and only a trace of his soul is left... What is this?

?A traveling grandpa? As expected of the Great True Lord, everyone is a momentary protagonist... Come and die!"

Nowadays, Fang Xing dares to fight even if he encounters a living god-transformation cultivator, so naturally he cannot be scared away by a trace of his remnant soul.

He clapped it with one palm, and the Dharma Phantasmagoria behind him immediately showed angry Vajra eyes, turned into the Immovable King, and clapped it with his big hand.

Wow!

The red and cyan spiritual powers of heaven and earth are like tides, impacting each other and setting off huge waves.

Then...

The golden body of Arhat was submerged by the red spiritual power...

"No, this junior doesn't follow martial ethics, let's leave quickly."

Great True Lord Xuyun couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the thoughts coming from the remnant soul of his venerable master.

This is his last trump card.

But it seems that it is still ineffective against the Great True Monarch of Physical Culture!

This 'Venerable Jueming' was found in a ruins cave when he was forming elixirs. It has always been a great opportunity that was kept secret.

Without the other party's guidance, he would not be able to condense the Nascent Soul and break into the late Nascent Soul realm.

But I never thought that even Venerable Jueming would not be able to win the Star!

"I will use the Yuan Mystic Technique later to shake that junior's mind... If you miss this opportunity again, you will definitely die."

Fortunately, Venerable Jueming's voice came again, which made Master Xuyun feel at ease: 'Senior Jueming, if I can escape, I will retrain my body for you! Live a second life!'

Then……

Then he heard the screams of ‘Venerable Jueming’!

"ah!"

Venerable Jueming's voice was full of shock and pain... and soon fell into deathly silence.

Before Master Xuyun opened his mouth, he saw Fang Xing coming to him, and a look of despair appeared on his face...

…

After a while.

Fang Xing put away the two Da Zhenjun level Nascent Souls and checked the storage bags one by one.

"Huh? As expected of the Great True Lord, he is rich and possesses many top-quality spiritual stones..."

"Huh? There is actually a 'Infant Strengthening Pill'? The immortal clone is blessed. It will definitely be able to break through the middle stage of Nascent Soul..."

'And there are also these bottles of elixir, which should make the magic power more refined...'

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in his hand, and a dark wooden sculpture appeared.

This wood carving is carved in the shape of an Arhat, sitting on a lotus platform, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and soft lines.

The wood carving is completely black, and there is a faint scent of refreshing sandalwood.

Fang Xing felt refreshed after just a slight sniff: "Is this... Yan Po Sandalwood? Rumor has it that it is one of the three greatest spiritual treasures along with the Soul-Nursing Tree and Tianxin Wood?"

Looking at the wooden steps, there are at least five steps.

And among the Arhat Buddha statues, there was a hint of spiritual fluctuation that he was very familiar with.

"After the death of the cultivator, there is only a trace of the soul left, which is entrusted to Yan Po Sandalwood to maintain life? Sure enough, the higher the realm of the cultivator, the harder it is to die..."

Fang Xing shook the statue in his hand: "Stop hiding..."

"Amitabha... the young monk 'Jueming' has met the donor." A thin spiritual voice came from the Arhat statue: "The donor's talent for cultivating immortals is simply unbelievable, even if there are many powerful practitioners in history.

, in the later stage of Nascent Soul, he is far inferior to the donor...could it be the reincarnation of a true immortal?"

There was a hint of compliment in Venerable Jueming's voice.

"If you can speak nicely and obediently, say more..."

Fang Xing stared at the wooden sculpture with a smile, which made Venerable Jueming speechless. He felt that this Supreme Master of Body Cultivation had a very different personality from those of those cultivating immortals.

However, as a Buddhist venerable, he is best at speaking lotus flowers: "The young monk was controlled by others before and had to use his hands as a chariot. Please forgive me..."

"Weren't you very brave before? You dared to give me a spiritual attack." Fang Xing's smile did not diminish.

Venerable Jueming was speechless for a moment.

This was also what confused him the most.

He is a Buddhist cultivator and a venerable god-transformer, and his application and essence of divine consciousness are extremely high.

But he didn't expect that the move 'Golden Buddha Lion Roar', which he used with all his strength, had no effect on the Great True Monarch in front of him, and was even backfired. The soul that had finally recovered a little bit almost went to nirvana...

'Could it be...that he is really the reincarnation of a true immortal?'

Venerable Jueming couldn't help but have a trace of speculation in his mind.

"Monk Jueming, you are the Reverend God-Transformer after all. Although Buddhist cultivators are rare in the world of Immortal Cultivation in the Vast Sea, why are you in such a state?"

Fang Xing was a little curious.

The Reverend Transformation God is already at the top of the world of immortality in the vast sea. In theory, he should not be so unlucky.

Could it be that... I encountered the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord?

"Alas... the monks in this world are all in the Immortal Way, and they exclude Buddhist cultivation... The 'Vajra Prajna Temple' where the poor monk lives is the inheritance left by a great Buddhist cultivator from the upper realm when he descended to this realm.

...The young monk rarely has the heart of Buddha, he has practiced hard for many years, and finally advanced to become a god. He originally wanted to promote Buddhism, but he unexpectedly encountered the chaos of the ancient demons!"

There was a trace of fear in Venerable Jueming's voice: "The ancient demon's magical powers are astonishing, and he seems to be a powerful man who fell from the realm of refining the void. For the sake of the common people in the world, the poor monk has to try his best to subdue the demon with his own body... But his cultivation of Buddhism is not enough.

, the golden body of Arhat was broken by the ancient demon, and the soul was almost extinct... Fortunately, there is still a trace of soul left, which is entrusted in this Buddha statue and is surviving..."

"It turns out that he is another unlucky guy from the Ancient Demon Rebellion." Fang Xing felt quite emotional.

I don’t know how many important figures who died at the hands of the ancient demon did not mourn in secret.

'The lifespan of the True Lord Yuanying in this world is a thousand years, and the lifespan of the monks who transform into gods is about two thousand years. Only by refining the void and ascending can one not have to worry about longevity... This monk Jueming counted the days, and in fact he was not far away from the end of his lifespan.

It's far away, at most a few hundred years away...'

Fang Xing asked: "What's the explanation for descending to the world?"

"The donor doesn't know something... The vast world of immortality we are in is attached to the 'Qianyuan Great Realm', and human realms such as the 'Qianyuan Great Realm' have 129,000 realms according to Buddhism.

Thousands and six hundred, countless monks, living beings multiply and practice among them... Once you break through the void practice, you can cross the realm and ascend to the upper realm. However, there are several places in this upper realm, such as the 'spiritual realm' where the monks in this realm ascend.

Belongs to the Ancient Demon

The 'Demon Realm', and the 'Brahma Realm' where the Patriarch of the Poor Monk came from... Taixu's movement is unstable and its power is unpredictable. It is extremely difficult to ascend from the lower world to the upper world, and it is almost impossible to descend from the upper world to the lower world... unless

By chance, the power of the realm is weakened ten thousand times. This is the 'time of falling to the realm', which often does not last long...On the contrary, the intersection of many lower realms may last longer."

‘So it’s a space intersection?!’
To be continued...