I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Fang Bai punched the giant to pieces again, and after a while, the giant condensed again, as if endlessly endless, but his size was a little smaller than last time.

Every time the mountain god giant is crushed, more or less there will always be some mysterious yellow earth qi that can not be gathered back in the world, and this mountain god giant will become weaker and weaker.

Seeing that even the strongest sword in Qianshan Mountain could not stop this Fang Bai, Lin Meng couldn't help but yelled badly in his heart. He turned over and ran away to prevent Fang Bai from catching up. Then he would take Fang Bai away from the battlefield. It can be delayed for enough time.

"Huh, want to run?"

Seeing that Lin Meng was about to leave, Fang Bai snorted again after smashing the mountain god giant, but instead of chasing after him, he stood up in the air and shouted.

This roar shook the entire battlefield like thunder, and everyone, regardless of enemy and me, felt a thunderous pain. The infiltrating roar of countless ancient gods and demons echoed in their minds.

"what!"

Lin Meng screamed, holding his head with a look of sorrowful pain and suddenly fell from the sky.

"It's the spirit killing technique in the Wuxiang Divine Demon Jue, damn it!"

This move does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and the range of influence is extremely large. Lin Meng who is closest to Fang Bai suffers the highest damage. As for the ordinary soldiers of Tian Waitian and the Wuzhou Army on the battlefield below, they are all affected. His head rolled on the ground and wailed, and some people with weak souls even died on the spot.

Even Daluo Jianxian and Glacial Jianxian, who had the highest cultivation level higher in the air, felt a shock of soul and couldn't help frowning.

"Where to escape!"

Fang Bai quickly caught up with Lin Meng who had fallen from the air. At this moment, Lin Meng's sea of ​​consciousness was in pain, and even the soul body of Anyang, who was one with him and his twin souls, rolled into a cloud and misty form.

Lin Mengqiang held the last trace of his sanity, seeing Fang Bai chasing after him with an indifferent face, and hitting him with a punch, Fang Cun Beng, knowing that this punch could not be blocked by his current state. No doubt he will die.

When it came to life and death, Lin Meng didn't care about that much anymore. He swung his sword towards Fang Bai who was attacking, and his face showed a painful and ferocious roar.

"Since you want to see my master's sage method, then I will let you see enough!"

In an instant, Lin Meng used his biggest and most unwilling to use his trump cards, ten unique skills, ten colors of brilliance bloomed from the tip of the Qianshan Mountain sword in his hand, and a mighty and panic-like saint Taoist rhyme descended.

A fierce sword aura suddenly burst from the tip of the moving Qianshan sword, knocking away all the ancient gods' magic guarding Fang Bai's side, and Fang Bai, who was still hitting, vomited blood and stepped back in the air three steps. Stabilize your figure.

At this moment, in the chaos and boundlessness beyond the sky, a young man dressed in hemp-yellow clothes, who looked like a scholar frowned, stretched out his hand and pinched to count? Angrily said:

"I only taught that disciple's first life Dao Fa, but Shijue's disciple actually used his master's tenth life Dao Fa to deal with my disciple? This young man doesn't speak martial ethics! No, I have to go and see, can't let me do this The disciple just lost to Shijue's disciple."

After all, the scholar-like young man sat cross-legged in the chaos and closed his eyes? A little aura flickered in the center of his eyebrows, and instantly turned into a beam of light traveling endless distances in one direction.

At this moment Yufeng is closed? Fang Bai stared fiercely at the front and was holding Qianshan in his hand. Lin Meng, who was shining with ten colors on the sword? Silently wiped a ray of blood from the corner of his mouth? His steps slowly retreated?

He felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure from the ten colors of light? The Dao method of a master far better than his own? The two are not on the same level at all.

"Is this the Dao method that caused the collapse of Master Dao Heart back then? It really is so powerful."

Fang Bai licked the corner of his mouth? His face showed excitement. Although he felt the powerful power contained in the ten-color brilliance and the possibility of instantly obliterating himself? But he still couldn't help getting excited, and wanted to fight it. .

"Wait for you to die? You know how powerful it is!"

Lin Meng gritted his teeth,

Don't do things? If you want to do it, you must do it. Now that these ten unique arts have been used, Lin Meng is not afraid to offend the saint of heaven, and intends to kill Fang Bai with the sword of ten generations.

Just when Lin Meng was about to slash out the sword, a transparent beam of light was suddenly cast into Fang Bai’s head from the snow-filled mouth. In an instant, the surrounding wind and snow fell silent. When Fang Bai opened his eyes again, his temperament was already Very different.

Although Fang Bai is still the same as the original Fang Bai at this time, his temperament is different, he has become unpredictable and gentle and elegant, without the indifference and evil spirit, hiding the sharp pride in his bones and deep eyes. Place.At the same time, a profound and profound Taoist rhyme was unfolded in Fang Bai's body, and the surrounding wind and snow and time and space were distorted.

Lin Meng's sword abruptly stopped in the air, his hands trembled, his face was extremely horrified, and there was no trace of blood on his lips, and his entire face was pale in fright, almost as close to the northern wind. Snow-like color.

Lin Meng, who was born in the court of a saint, of course knew what Fang Bai's changes meant, and couldn't help but curse secretly in panic:

"Damn it, is it that the saints are also intrigued by the younger ones and the old ones? This is obviously the saint's will coming to possess it, and the saint from the outside world has personally ended!"

Where Lin Meng has the courage to swing a sword at the saint, that is purely looking for death. Right now, this sword can only be stopped in the air. Only above his head is a white robe that is manifested by the will of Dao Yun left in the world by the ten outstanding old people. Xue's arrogant Shi Jue old man and young man still despised Fang Bai who was possessed by the Sansheng Saint.

"Ten unique skills, I didn't expect to see your natural destiny again."

The saint of Sansheng looked at the ten-colored sword in Lin Meng's hand with a look of remembrance, and muttered.After a while, he slowly walked towards Lin Meng and said with a smile:

"The disciple of this seat has only learned the first-life law of this seat, but you use your master’s tenth-life law to deal with him. This is unfair. At the moment, this seat can also use the third-life law of this seat, the physical cultivation base and The power of the flesh has not changed, so it's fair."

"It's not a problem for you to hold this sword like this. Let's use it. Don't worry, this seat will catch it. Your master's ten skills, this seat has fought more than once."

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The more Sanshengsheng said this, Lin Meng's heart became more frightened, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart: "The number of saints over thousands of years, hundreds of thousands, millions of years of accumulation and the tempering of martial arts and Taoism can be compared with the world. Are people the same! That's a fair ass!"

However, Lin Meng scolded in his heart, but did not dare to scold him, so he smiled and said: "How dare the younger generation swear swords to the saints, and ask the saints to be merciful and receive magical powers."

Sanshengsheng smiled and shook his head.

"If you don't come, I have to come by myself."

Having said that, the Sansheng saint continued to walk towards Lin Meng, facing the ten unique skills of Dao Yun, he seemed as relaxed as walking in a leisurely courtyard.