In the Pingbu Gorge, Fang Qing fought fiercely with the Buddha King Danan. Countless martial arts inspirations burst out in his mind, making him more courageous as he fought.

In this kind of life-and-death duel, the mysteries of the Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky and Xuanxu Palm kept coming to mind. Regardless of the realm of cultivation, Fang Qing's understanding of martial arts reached a whole new level.

On the other hand, in addition to being physically stronger than Fang Qing and Zhao Qingqu, the Buddha King's martial arts experience is not as good as Zhao Qingqu's. This is because the Buddha King has been sleeping in the source fluid of heaven and earth for 550,000 years and has no chance to understand and study.

Martial arts.

Furthermore, the combat skills mastered by Fang Qing are supreme. Whether it is the Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky or the Xuanxu Palm, they are not something that the Buddha King can possess. This is Fang Qing's opportunity. Give him a certain amount of time, and he will definitely have it.

Opportunity struck hard at the troubled Buddha King who had just woken up.

boom!

A big palm-like hand slapped Fang Qing, who was several feet away, and a tsunami-like power swept across all directions, with unparalleled power, making the mountains within tens of thousands of miles roar.

At this moment, the Buddha King no longer held any reservations. His whole body was surrounded by a thick and strange gray mist, which merged with the unique golden brilliance of the Devil-Conquering Palm, and his power tripled.

This palm was too strong, and Fang Qing felt unprecedented pressure, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he was not afraid of the Buddha King.

After being tempered by two king-level masters, his mental state has been infinitely improved. The stronger the opponent, the higher his fighting spirit.

At the same time, Fang Qing's battle blood was boiling like never before. The original marrow blood of the fairy spirit body was revived to the limit, quickly creating a deeper layer of colorful original essence blood, flowing all over the body. The fairy spirit body once again broke through and reached the third stage.

The peak and perfect level is an extremely rare progress.

Now, his cultivation realm has naturally reached the peak and perfect level of the Heavenly Realm. His original strength has increased like no limit. He has become more and more familiar with the control of the phoenix bone, and the supreme power he can mobilize is even stronger.

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The phoenix bones that were temporarily integrated into the body were nourished by the original essence and blood of the fairy spirit body, and became more and more vital. The hidden supreme power gradually revived, and the faint sounds of the phoenix sounded, making the two kings

Realm masters were astonished.

At this moment, Fang Qing was enveloped by the demon-subduing palm. He was so blessed that his mind instantly recalled the breaths of the many palm techniques he had seen and felt.

Whether it was the Immortal Dome Palm, the Infinite Creation Palm, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Palm, or the Xuanxu Palm, they were all laid out in his heart like a picture scroll, and they actually made him understand the true secret of the palm technique.

"The world is turned upside down!"

He let out a long groan, immediately abandoned his sword, and suddenly struck out a palm. In an instant, the world seemed to be turned upside down and caught in his palm. This palm was the first move of the Xuanxu Palm - the world was turned upside down!

boom!

With one palm move, the sky and the earth move with me, the sun, moon and stars all shift, my power is unparalleled and the ghosts and gods are frightened. I am the only one in the sky and on the earth!

"Senior Buddha King, be careful, that is the legendary Xuanxu Palm!"

Hundreds of feet away, Zhao Qingqu was shocked and immediately reminded the Buddha King that he had to do this. If the Buddha King was unable to defeat Fang Qing, he would not be able to survive.

On the opposite side, the face of the Buddha King changed dramatically. Fang Qing's palm was extremely powerful and had the power of invincibility. He felt as small as an ant. This unparalleled palm was definitely not his famous stunt - Fu.

The two are comparable, but the gap is huge.

Zhao Qingqu's reminder had no effect at all. The Buddha King was shrouded in a terrifying palm, his mind was captured, and he could only passively face the enemy.

Boom! Boom!

The two palms intersected, and there was a loud bang. It was like a thunder sounded between the sky and the earth. Terrible power fluctuations swept across all directions. On the ground, large cracks crisscrossed and spread thousands of miles away.

Click! Bang!

In an instant, there was a sound of bone cracking, and the body of the Buddha King flew out like a rag bag. In the void, the arrogant King Buddha immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood with a dark gray substance, and withered.

His old face is extremely ugly.

A hundred feet away, Zhao Qingqu's expression changed drastically. He looked at this scene in disbelief, his whole body was trembling, and his heart was filled with coldness and despair.

The fallen Buddha King from the Buddhist world is willing to use his body to contain the strange gray mist. With the help of the source liquid of heaven and earth, he has survived for 550,000 years. His physical body is three points stronger than him. However, today he suffered a disastrous defeat. Even the golden Buddha body

All were eliminated, which made Zhao Qingqu despair from the bottom of his heart.

Without waiting for the Buddha King to fall to the ground, Fang Qing stepped on the leisurely chasing immortal steps. With one step, he came to the sky above the body of the Buddha King that was flying upside down at a very fast speed. With one step, his body fell like an ancient divine mountain, and he was about to cross the river.

The Buddha stepped hard on the soles of his feet.

Click! Click! Bang!

The sturdy and immortal body of the Buddha King was broken every inch, smashing a deep pit into the dilapidated earth, completely losing its combat effectiveness.

Fang Qing looked down at the immobile Buddha King, looking thoughtful, and said: "That's it! Old man, you have an immortal body, but in fact you are empty inside. You are not as good as Zhao Qingqu. You are simply vulnerable."

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Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!

The Buddha King who was in trouble coughed up blood and laughed miserably and said: "What a Xuanxu Palm, what a young man, defying heaven... Ahem, cough, cough, the old monk was not unjustly defeated...

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Um?

With a body like lightning, Fang Qing instantly disappeared in front of the Buddha King, heading towards the northeast. After taking a breath, Fang Qing struck out with a palm, severely injuring Zhao Qingqu once again, causing him to completely lose his fighting ability.

Bang!

Fang Qing carried Zhao Qingqu back to the Buddha King, and threw Zhao Qingqu next to the Buddha King like throwing garbage. Looking down at the two king-level masters, Fang Qing said: "Zhao Qingqu, tell me to lift the control."

Using mental tricks, I will make you immortal for the time being!"

"Hahaha, you want to release the mind control technique? You are simply wishful thinking!"

Zhao Qingqu was startled, and immediately understood the reason why Fang Qing did not kill them. He laughed loudly and looked at Fang Qing with disdain, as if he was looking forward to death.

Buzz!

As if knowing that Zhao Qingqu would not give in so easily, Fang Qing's eyebrows glowed, and the long-lost Tianxing Divine Refining Technique reappeared. This is a soul-chasing technique that can obtain the secrets of the sea of ​​consciousness of living beings.

On the verge of stopping, Fang Qing frowned. Just for a moment, his soul-chasing technique encountered great resistance, and he touched the restriction in Zhao Qingqu's sea of ​​consciousness. The terrifying power of the restriction almost exploded, destroying Zhao Qingqu's sea of ​​consciousness.

space.

Zhao Qingqu's face was extremely pale, and he looked at Fang Qing: "Kill me if you do anything useless even if you know that I am from the Cursed Jedi."

Fang Qing frowned deeply. The mind control technique was extremely harmful, affecting all three major sects. That amounted to tens of thousands of lives. Fengyun Realm could not afford such a loss.

Buzz!

The next moment, Fang Qing's eyebrows glowed again, and the Soul Sword Body Locking Technique reappeared. He used this technique to control Zhao Qingqu and the Buddha King Danan.

"Let's spare your lives for now!"

Fang Qing was still unwilling to give in and looked at the two fallen kings coldly. With a thought in his mind, he immediately took them into the world of Zhen and imprisoned them in the area where Tao Ran Ting was.

Looking at Nanwu Domain from afar, Fang Qing felt a little anxious. He communicated with the Chaos Immortal Spirit Bead and explained his idea, and the old gangster readily agreed.

The next moment, a ray of fairy light penetrated the void, creating something out of nothing, and opened up a void passage, directly leading to the direction of the worshiping sect in the Nanwu Domain, which was thousands of times more powerful than the space formation.

Of course, this approach also consumes a huge amount of Chaos Immortal Spirit Orbs. Fortunately, the Immortal Family Battlefield and the old gangsters have also benefited a lot, and it is rare to squander it once.

Stepping into the void passage, Fang Qing felt the world spin for a while, as if he was crossing time and space. The next moment, his body appeared in front of the broken mountain gate of the Shen Worship Sect. This unpredictable method made Fang Qing extremely envious.

"Move mountains and rivers with one palm!"

In front of Gu Yue on the outskirts of the Shen Worship Sect, a familiar soft female voice sounded, and nine colors of brilliance bloomed. Even under the chaotic rules and order of heaven and earth, the original Tao spirit body also exerted great power.

The next moment, a jade palm as white as jade struck the sky, it was so sharp that ripples appeared in the solid void wherever it passed. That was Murong Xiu's attack.

Opposite her, a middle-aged man wearing a dark purple battle suit with a cultivation level at the seventh level of the Samsara Realm showed a look of fear. The power of the Immortal Dome Palm was unimaginable, and it was simply not something he could resolve.

Zheng!

A few miles away, the sound of swords sounded, and the sword energy was like frost, flooding and covering a small lake. A girl held a snow-white long sword, walked on the waves, and stabbed an old man in the eighth level of life and death, Guanghan Linglong Jue.

The unique aura fills all directions, that is Su Qinglian, the contemporary saint of Guanghan Palace.

Rumble! Zheng!

Halfway up the mountainside of an ancient mountain, two women shot at the same time, killing the old man in the cave opposite. He was a master of the sixth level of the Saint Realm. Two jade palms kept shooting out, and the scene of the mountains and rivers turning upside down was breathtaking.

, and at the same time, targeting the saint-level elders, they are Lin Yiyun and Xia Yurou.

At the same time, in the depths of the God Worshiping Sect, the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and the murderous intent was overwhelming. More than a dozen old figures were galloping around, engaging in a peak showdown. It was so brutal that the younger generation could not participate at all.

hold head high!

There were bursts of dragon roars. It was Jiao Huangwu walking with his sword. Wherever he passed, the sword energy flooded the area for hundreds of miles, crushing an old monster at the peak and perfect level of the Saint Realm.

roar!

The roar of the tiger shook the sky, and a huge white tiger claw rose from the air and clawed hard at the earth, trying to suppress and kill an old man in the late stage of the Nine Heavens.

boom!

A fist fell from the sky, with endless Taoist will, communicating with the power of the world, and suppressing a white-haired peak saint. It was the unique aura of Daoyan's Heaven-reaching Technique, and it was Lin Xingdao, the living stone of the Lin family, who was taking action.

This was just the result of Fang Qing's rough perception. Battles were going on throughout the entire God-worshiping Sect. In this short half-day, among the four major ethnic groups in Fengyun Realm, well-known old masters, young and middle-aged masters, and young masters,

Everyone participated, this was an unprecedented "martial arts exchange" feast.

Of course, casualties are inevitable. Whether it is the masters of the four major ethnic groups or the masters of the three major sects, more than a hundred people have died. The Shenworshipping Sect is bleeding like a river, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qing knew that he could not go on like this. He took one step forward and immediately climbed into the void and entered the God Worshiping Sect.

The next moment, he pointed his fingers like swords one after another. In an instant, he used unpredictable methods to subdue more than a dozen masters from the three major sects, including many saint-level monks.
To be continued...