This punch was the strongest punch Fang Qing had ever delivered since his debut. Under the pressure of the majestic and ancient aura of the Immortal Spirit Body, the white-faced man's face changed drastically, and he tried his best to mobilize the original power of the Wood Spirit Body to compete.

At the same time, he once again changed into a martial art, which was a kicking technique at the peak level of the mid-level holy rank. His right leg swept towards Fang Qing like a divine whip, crushing all obstacles.

Bang! Bang!

The fists and legs collided together, sparks flying between the two, and the sound of metal collisions echoed throughout the world. The small space trembled violently, and endless formations criss-crossed, erupting with terrifying power.

The next moment, the white-faced man flew out. One of his right legs shook violently, and a faint trace of blood flowed out. He fell into a disadvantage in this duel.

This is natural. Fang Qing has activated the original power of his fairy spirit body. If he still can't compete with the white-faced man, then he is not worthy of being followed by the Chaos Fairy Spirit Pearl.

Fang Qing stood in the void and looked at the white-faced man with a solemn face. This old monster's combat experience is really extraordinary. His grasp of the tactics is extremely subtle. Fang Qing can't find his flaw at all. He can only use his strength.

Break all laws!

Bang!

The white-faced man fell to the ground, his right leg shook violently, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief: "What special physique do you have?"

Fang Qing said calmly: "The body is like a bottomless pit, which can swallow the sky and the earth!"

It was impossible for him to tell the name of the Chaos Immortal Spirit Body. The impact would be too great and the consequences would be unimaginable. Like the old monster of the Thorny Sky Alliance, after recognizing Fang Qing's special physique, he would not dare to tell the name easily.

Name? He was afraid.

If the body is a bottomless pit, it can swallow the sky and the earth!

The white-faced man was startled for a moment, and then his expression changed, as if he was remembering some ancient past event, and he shouted in a low voice: "War Qilianshan, devouring the body!"

Fang Qing raised his eyebrows. This old monster actually admired Qilian Mountain so much. How strong is that guy that many old monsters in Fengyun Realm can't forget?

Fang Qing said: "Senior, do you know what happened in Qilian Mountain?"

He was very curious about what other secrets the Qilian Mountains had. Over the years, the name of the Qilian Mountains had been ringing in his ears from time to time, which made him very interested.

The white-faced man shook his head, obviously not wanting to talk more about Qilianshan. He looked at Fang Qing with complicated eyes: "No wonder you have such fighting power, and you actually have the same physique as the war mad Qilianshan. Your luck is rare in the world!

"

Fang Qing frowned. He didn't get the answer he wanted, and then said: "I think I am not weaker than Zhan Kuang Qilian Mountain, but senior and others praise Qilian Mountain so much. Feng Gujian is very puzzled about this, please clarify my confusion.

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The white-faced man smiled seductively: "If you want to know the answer, you must defeat me first. The battle just now is not enough to convince me."

Fang Qing shook his head: "It seems that the senior will not shed tears until he sees the coffin. Anyway, the battle just now is really nothing. How can a swordsman fight with bare hands?"

The face of the white-faced man turned dark. The rude words made by this boy really made him angry. An aura that he had never seen before came out. Green light flowed around the body of the white-faced man. The aura of life was extremely strong. His injuries were

Recovering at a terrifying speed.

Fang Qing raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he felt the indescribable Taoist charm, which seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't grasp the key point and couldn't recognize the true identity of the white-faced man.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, Niu Shangtian was moved again. He stood up suddenly and stared at the outside world: "It turns out to be him, Sun Changsheng, the sage of longevity!"

Fang Qing was shocked. He finally remembered the story he had heard: Sun Changsheng, a man with a history of 171,000 years, was a casual cultivator in the East Martial Region. He cultivated in the Yuxu realm. By chance and hard work,

Obtained 80% of Danqingzi's ancient paintings.

He was chased and intercepted by many old monsters in the Fengyun Realm. He narrowly escaped death and escaped with difficulty. He took refuge in the Jianqi Gorge of the Beiwu Domain. After 3,500 years, he understood the longevity technique and was promoted to the eighth level of the Saint Realm.

Powerful in the world.

Later, many seniors wanted to delay aging, extend their lifespan, and compete for immortality skills. After a great battle, the situation changed. After that, Sun Changsheng disappeared and the matter was shelved!

This is the story of Sun Changsheng that Fang Qing knows. This is a legendary figure with peerless talent. He is known as the longest-living saint among the saints in Fengyun Realm. His longevity skills have been powerful in Fengyun Realm for tens of thousands of years.

bass!

Before Fang Qing could reveal the true identity of the white-faced man, Sun Changsheng summoned his long sword. It was a high-level magic weapon with green light and full of spirituality. Its terrifying aura spread far and wide, and the sword

The air split the sky.

"Senior Sun is trying to save Feng's life." Fang Qing looked at Sun Changsheng calmly and said these words.

What?

The white-faced gentleman Sun Changsheng's face changed drastically. He stared at Fang Qing, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The Changsheng knife made a loud sound, and the tip of the knife pointed at Fang Qing, indicating that he would never die.
Chapter completed!