Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 337 Opening the Immortal Gate
Cheng Shiyao's Tianlong octave is surging like a tide, but the copper-faced man's flute is more penetrating.

Under the fierce battle between the two, the sand and rocks were blown by the wind, and the sea water exploded one after another, sending up several feet of waves and crashing on the beach.

Fang Kaicheng watched the duel with interest at first, but when he saw that the strength of any one of the two was far superior to his own, he immediately felt a great sense of urgency.

At the moment, he didn't dare to play any more, and tried his best to activate the formation, trying to break open the fairy gate in the void.

This place happened to be the place where the two great wars between good and evil happened more than [-] years ago. The void has been broken once, and there must be traces left. It should not be as difficult to break open again.

The copper-faced man felt the fluctuations in the void, and his heart was ecstatic, and the sound of the flute became intense again.

Only this three-point difference has completely suppressed Cheng Shiyao who owns the Tianmoqin. After all, she is younger than the other party by more than [-] years, and there is a fundamental gap in cultivation.

Finally, the sound barrier formed by the piano sound was broken, and Cheng Shiyao turned backwards, hit the stone, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The bronze-masked man snatched the Tianmoqin and said to Cheng Shiyao: "Your cultivation is still far behind, and you can't exert the original power of the Tianmoqin, so just stay aside and watch carefully."

Cheng Shiyao sat up obstinately, and before she could resist, the bronze-masked man pressed the strings of the qin and immediately made her collapse on the ground.

"No one will bother you now, open the fairy gate quickly!"

Fang Kaicheng looked to the side not far away, where two people walked out slowly.

It was Fan Zhuoyuan who was leaning on a bamboo stick, and Qin Baichuan, the owner of the Seven Star Building.

The two were shocked, watching the two of them approaching, the bronze-masked man kept his flute and played the piano, keeping vigilant.

Fan Zhuoyuan said with a ventriloquism with a smile: "The blind man can't see anything, but he can feel the cold and piercing atmosphere in the space, as if trying to tear this space apart. It's really strange."

Qin Baichuan said with a solemn expression: "Master Fan, this is not only evil, but also inhumane. Qin can't sit idly by."

The bronze-masked man said: "Don't try to stop it."

With that said, sit on the ground and play the Heavenly Magic Qin!

Tianmoqin seems to have the effect of magnifying the martial arts of Tianlongmen. Playing it with ten fingers, the sound waves are like raging waves, and it contains a huge inner strength. , sometimes sad and sometimes happy, sometimes angry and sometimes hate.

Qin Baichuan immediately used his internal force to resist, and with his martial arts, it was actually difficult for him to make any progress before this sound wave.

Cheng Shiyao, who was injured on the side, shouted: "Mr. Fan, Mr. Qin, the Tianmoqin has the effect of confusing the mind. If you can close the ear consciousness, it can slow down the general impact!"

Fan Zhuoyuan thought to himself: I have lost the third of my five consciousnesses, and if I close my ear consciousness again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to adapt in a short time.

Qin Baichuan made a decisive decision and covered his ears with his hands. He seemed to feel better, but he still couldn't move an inch.

At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan sighed softly, and walked slowly towards the bronze-masked man step by step.

The bronze-masked man immediately destroyed the great sound skill, and suddenly attacked Fan Zhuoyuan with the eight sounds of the dragon.

Fan Zhuoyuan easily judged the vibration frequency of the sound wave through his ears, so he agitated his muscles to vibrate at the opposite frequency, which easily canceled out the effect of the sound wave.

So he seemed to be walking towards the man in the bronze mask slowly like a normal person.

The copper-masked man was startled, wondering why Tianlong Bayin would be ineffective against him.

Cheng Shiyao couldn't see her eyes, but she could sense the strange situation on the field, and stared in Fan Zhuoyuan's direction in surprise.

Fan Zhuoyuan stopped three steps in front of the bronze-masked man, suddenly turned his head and asked, "Is this the skill of the Qin Demon?"

The copper-masked man seemed to know that there was a gap in strength between the two sides, and said, "This is my Tianlongmen's unique skill, why is it ineffective against you?"

Fan Zhuoyuan said, "What's the relationship between Miss Cheng and Qin Demon?"

"It's her posthumous child."

"As expected, at the Yangzhou General Altar, it must have been a member of the sect who was rescued by Miss Cheng."

Cheng Shiyao said: "I was only trying to save Cai Bo and Aunt Cai, and the rest of the things were just easy. Apart from wanting to see my mother, I am not interested in things in the Jianghu."

Fan Zhuo asked the question knowingly, he and Qin Baichuan had been lurking aside, Qin Baichuan may not have heard the conversation during this period because he hid far away.

But with Fan Zhuoyuan's hearing ability, he could hear the conversation of the three of them a hundred steps away without any effort.

At this time, he said leisurely in ventriloquism: "In this case, we might as well wait for the leader of the White Lotus Sect to open the so-called fairy gate, and see if we can have the honor to meet the peerless genius of more than twenty years."

Cheng Shiyao was stunned, "But this person is so vicious and evil, let him open the fairy gate, but let him pass through the fairy gate and become a fairy?"

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled and looked at Fang Kaicheng, "It depends on whether he has the luck and ability to become a fairy."

Although Fan Zhuoyuan didn't make a move, Fang Kaicheng's demeanor as if strolling in the garden reminded Fang Kaicheng of the demeanor of the leader of the Demon Cult back then, and his heart throbbed unavoidably.

But now that the arrow is on the line, he has no choice but to attack. Once the formation is forcibly stopped, there is no need to wait for Fan Zhuoyuan to make a move.

So I can only work harder to activate the formation, and just wait for the moment the fairy gate opens, and immediately step into it!
Fan Zhuoyuan's words made everyone present to wait for the final result.

Immediately, there were only gusts of wind and the sound of waves lapping on the shore, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing.

Suddenly, Fan Zhuoyuan raised his head slightly and looked at Fang Kaicheng who had already floated into the air.

Everyone stared at him in amazement, Fang Kaicheng seemed to be out of gravity, slowly suspended in mid-air about a foot high, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

He knew that the fairy gate was about to come out, so he looked around, hoping to find the opening of the fairy gate, and guide it closer to him.

Only in this way can he avoid Fan Zhuoyuan and step into it first to escape.

At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan chuckled, "There's no need to look for it, the fairy gate is no longer anywhere, it's on your body."

Fang Kaicheng couldn't understand for a while, what does it mean to be on himself?

Suddenly, he felt his flesh and blood surge, his muscles were gradually torn apart, and his whole body seemed to be slowly torn apart by some mysterious force.

He looked at his body in surprise, "What's going on? Stop! Stop! I'm about to become a fairy, how can I be..."

Fang Kaicheng stared blankly, as if he saw something, and suddenly begged for mercy: "No, no, no! It's all my fault! Don't do this! I already know my mistake, please forgive me!"

Qin Baichuan and the others watched Fang Kaicheng's changes inexplicably, not knowing what had happened.

However, Fan Zhuoyuan could feel the fluctuations in the space, and Fang Kaicheng was entangled by countless cold auras around him. These auras entangled every inch of his body, as if his hands were tearing desperately, as if they were about to tear it into countless pieces!
Sure enough, in Fang Kaicheng's heart-piercing desperate howls, his body was like a rag torn apart by countless stresses, and it exploded into a blood mist.

After the blood mist dissipated, the space in the midair suddenly split open, and auspicious light radiated from it.

The copper-masked man exclaimed in both surprise and delight: "It's really opened! That evil method is really effective!"

(End of this chapter)