I will become an immortal in this world

Crash--

The rain fell along the clouds and quickly turned into a heavy rain, beating everything on the earth.

There is a bamboo building in the forest. In front of the window sill on the second floor, there is a man in white sitting in meditation. There is a sword on his legs. His hands are pressing the blade. He slowly opens his eyes and looks out the window. There was a heavy downpour, and thunder could be seen behind the distant mountain tops.

Fang Hanyu looked at the scene outside the window and frowned.

"You're upset. Are you worried about your brother?"

A cold voice emerged from the sword in his hand, which was the ten-thousand-year sword soul he had obtained before.

Fang Hanyu said: "This time is different from before. It is said that many saints and emperors want to destroy the Great Oracle Dynasty."

"You can understand it, not to mention Fang Wang who is in it. It is impossible for him to insist on taking charge of the Great Oracle Dynasty and to go against the will of heaven. I advise you not to die. With your current state, Not to mention helping him, it is not even cannon fodder. The Great Oracle Divine Dynasty is the center of the Eastern world, and the disasters it causes are no different from ordinary people in the Mahayana realm." The voice of the Wannian Sword Soul sounded, with a complicated tone. .

Fang Hanyu didn't answer, but his eyes looking out the window became erratic.

At this time, footsteps came from behind him.

I saw a woman with white hair approaching. This woman looked to be in her early twenties, with long hair reaching the floor. She was wearing white clothes with red silk wrapped around her waist. She had a cold and beautiful face. She was holding a Steaming ceramic kettle.

She sat at the table, poured herself a cup of tea, and said softly: "Your goal is to reach the heavenly level more than twenty years later. Even if you can't stop the siege of hundreds of tribes, you can still escape. But, If you can’t gain a foothold on the heavenly ladder, you won’t even be qualified to compete when the time of great struggle comes.”

Fang Hanyu turned around and asked, "Master, do Fang Wang and the Great Yu Dynasty really have no chance of winning?"

The white-haired woman put down the tea cup, pointed her right index finger toward the cup, and then waved it toward the ground. The tea in the cup rose up and splashed on the ground.

"Everything has a destiny. Fang Wang is not only disobeying half of the human world, he is also disobeying the will of God. If this tea can turn into fire, then he has a chance of winning." The white-haired woman said calmly.

Fang Hanyu immediately stood up and looked at the tea on the ground. When he saw that the water stains had not changed at all, a look of disappointment appeared on his brows.

The white-haired woman then said: "I don't know what kind of miraculous skills Fang Wang has practiced. I can't deduce him. This is the derivation of the Great Oracle Dynasty. The death disaster of the Great Oracle Dynasty has not changed. In other words, after this disaster, The Great Oracle Dynasty will cease to exist."

When Fang Hanyu heard this, his brows furrowed even more.

He was about to speak when suddenly, the tea on the ground burst into flames, quickly turning into a bonfire.

The white-haired woman's expression changed instantly, and she made a calculation with her fingers.

Fang Hanyu had a look of surprise on his face and couldn't help but look at the white-haired woman.

The white-haired woman murmured to herself: "The imperial energy is restored, Ziwei reappears, not only will the Great Oracle Dynasty not perish, but a great emperor will be born..."

"Fang Wang...who are you?"

Hearing his master's words, Fang Hanyu breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was also secretly confused. Could it be that his brother was really the reincarnation of some ancient great master?

…

Human Emperor Continent, east area.

The boundless sea of ​​thunderclouds covering the sky was cut in half. Looking down, a bottomless seam was cut out of the earth. Both ends extended to the end of the horizon. The width of the seam was at least more than fifty miles. The mountains on the side were all broken into pieces, and everything you could see was devastated, and dust was noisily rising up.

Fang Wang was suspended in the sky, holding the Tiangong Halberd in one hand. He was covered in dark gold chain armor, with wisps of golden arrogance emerging from the armor. He wore the Tiandao Dragon Control Crown on his head, and two strands of golden arrogance overflowed from the dragon's horns. , like phoenix wings swaying, more than two feet long, his whole body is like a god of war flying in the sky.

Heavenly Spirit Treasure Body!

There are nine small suns floating behind Fang Wang's head, and behind him there is a huge catalog, which is the Divine Record of Extinction!

The Divine Record of Extinction spread out over a hundred feet long, with strange evil aura surging around it, dark and oppressive.

The purple dragon scales of the Tiangong Halberd opened and closed slightly, representing Xiao Zi's excited heart.

Fang Wang looked down condescendingly, and his right hand suddenly let go of the Tiangong Halberd. With a shocking roar, the Tiangong Halberd burst out at terrifying speed, tearing the sky apart, flying hundreds of miles, and smashed into an already mostly broken building. On the mountain.

The gravel flew away, and the desolate surface shook violently.

A painful wail came from the billowing dust, and the hot blood dispersed the dust. Dao Nineteen was seen lying in the ruins, with the Tiangong Halberd stuck in his chest, and blood gushing out crazily along the blade of the halberd.

Dao Nineteen's face was covered in blood. He gritted his teeth and turned his head with difficulty to look around. He saw that the natal treasure spirit he saw had been shattered into dozens of blade fragments and embedded in the rubble.

"How is it possible...why..."

Daojiu gritted his teeth and muttered to himself with hatred.

They are the universe, and the three of them can't do anything to Fang Wang when they join forces!

Less than half a stick of incense had passed since the battle started, and he was about to lose his fighting power. If it weren't for Lord Zhulang and the Patriarch of Conquering Demons to restrain him, he doubted that he would fall.

Such speculation made him panic and despair.

Ever since he entered the magical realm, he has never been so powerless. In the past, even if he encountered an enemy that was one level higher than himself and could not defeat him, he could still escape.

Now he was defeated by someone who crossed the realm!

Dao Jiu clearly felt that there was a mysterious and terrifying force in the Tiangong Halberd destroying his physical body. His spiritual elixir, profound heart, muscles and bones were dying in an incomprehensible way.

He gritted his teeth and grasped the blade of the Tiangong Halberd with both hands. His face was ferocious and he said in a cold voice: "I have abandoned everything after practicing for three thousand years. How could I fall here before ascending!"

In the sky, Lord Zhulangshan and the Patriarch of Demon-Conquering besieged Fang Wang again. Their movement speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

The natal treasure spirit of Zhulangshan Monarch is a scroll of pictures, in which mountains are constantly flying out, including volcanoes, icebergs, mountains of gold, mountains of poisonous mist, etc. There are even mountains that are close to each other, causing his spiritual power to rise. Slows down the rate of birth and has many functions.

The Patriarch of Conquering Demons waved his fly whisk, and the light and darkness between heaven and earth changed. He forcibly dragged Fang Wang into his spiritual image in an instant, but he could not trap Fang Wang for a breath.

"The God of Extinction... Are you the reincarnation of Emperor Dong Gong?"

The voice of the Demon-Conquering Patriarch sounded, his tone heavy.

Fang Wang is only over 300 years old. Even if he received the inheritance of the God of Extinction, how could he achieve such attainments in cultivation?

Incredible!

He suspected that Fang Wang himself had mastered the Divine Record of Extinction. There were only a handful of people in the world who had mastered the Divine Record of Extinction. The only one he could think of was Emperor Dong Gong.

Dong Gonghuang's golden cicada escaped from its shell and escaped for a few days?

Fang Wang did not answer the Demon-Conquering Patriarch. He stepped on the Lingxiao Divine Sect and came directly behind the Demon-Conquering Patriarch. His right fist was raised high and his body was spinning sideways in the air.

At this moment, Fang Wang's face was so cold, and there was only a bone-chilling murderous intent in his eyes.

The heart of heaven made him have no distracting thoughts in his mind, only murderous intention!