Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 342 Disguise
Ever since the execution of Ren Ningning, Jiang Jian and others, it has become obvious that there are almost no people who dare to block Fang Yang's way forward.

Indeed, the fighting power he displayed that day was terrifying.

It is drizzling.

The mist in the clouds gradually rose, obscuring the view.

Fang Yang sat cross-legged on top of the silver sword dragon and rushed straight to Tongtian Peak.

"Click——"

A flash of light flashed across the gray sky, and thunder was heard.

The next moment, streaks of lightning flashed across the sky, like dancing silver snakes, stunningly gorgeous, and making a deafening roar.

Along with it came two streams of light, one blue and one purple.

The green light is a woman wearing green clothes and a veil on her face.

Judging from the pure and upright aura around her, it is clear that she is a cultivator from a famous and upright family.

The purple light was actually a demon cultivator with a hideous face and a dark light all over his body.

His aura was so ferocious and terrifying that it made people afraid to approach him.

Now, these two streams of light are chasing and floating on the far left.

The demon was chasing the female cultivator, and from time to time he let out lewd laughter, which made people feel sick.

but……

Fang Yang was still very calm and continued to sit cross-legged on top of the silver sword dragon's head.

No matter how the thunder roared or how the light flashed, he remained unmoved. He had no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and his eyes were extremely peaceful.

He is watching a play.

Watch the show that two people who are suspected to be incarnations of saints are going to perform for him.

"Fellow Daoist, I am from the Qingqiu Righteous Mind lineage. I beg you to lend a helping hand and rescue me. I will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Hmph, fellow Taoist, don't listen to her nonsense. She is actually a demon cultivator. How dare she steal my storage bag!"

The two chased each other and scolded each other madly.

Unknowingly, they were slowly approaching Fang Yang.

At that moment, the two exchanged glances.

It seemed that they were going to exert force together, one after the other, to form a Yin-Yang formation to strangle Fang Yang!

"Chong..."

Fang Yang's eyes flashed coldly.

He drew out the thousand-year-old peach wood sword from his waist, and the sword made a clanging sound.

The two men were delighted when they heard the sound, thinking that Fang Yang was about to fall into their trap.

But Fang Yang didn't want to save them, but to kill them both!

A clanging sound rang out, and the frosty white sword light was like a wave, spreading out endless frosty white ripples, shaking the whole world, causing the mist to dissipate and the dark clouds to retreat.

With a loud bang, the vast sword energy and sword light rolled up, reaching thousands of feet high, submerging the female cultivator and the demon cultivator together.

"Good, you devil."

The female cultivator changed color and tore off her disguise directly, and a cave-heaven Dharma image appeared behind her.

This cave contains the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, as if it contains a world of its own.

Every move he makes carries the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Under the limited premise that Panluo Great Sage was being paid attention to, it was obvious that she was a saint from the same lineage of Panluo Great Sage as Ren Ningning.

Of course, the saint in front of him is not his real body.

She is a special incarnation of the peak fifth level.

"Hmph, I underestimated you." Another demon cultivator also tore free from the restraints.

On his body, the dark light shrank and condensed into a point, with divine feathers flying, like a dark three-legged crow.

In today's world, the only one who can demonstrate such power is the royal family of the Daxuan Dynasty!

"Dark Three-legged Crow?" Fang Yang's eyes narrowed. The power coming from deep in his blood was trembling and angry.

boom--

The three of them leaped up with all their might, releasing their auras against each other in a fierce confrontation.

Immediately, they collided violently and started fighting.

Faced with the incarnations of the two saints, Fang Yang could no longer easily fight the enemy with Fang Nian's methods.

His black hair was flying, black waves appeared behind him, big fish were floating and sinking, crashing into his opponent, and a golden roc was howling in the sky, pouncing forward.

As soon as the phantoms of Black Kun and Golden Peng appeared, his momentum increased tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

He became more and more fierce and powerful, as if he wanted to destroy the sea of ​​clouds.

The cold light in his eyes became more and more sinister, the spear in his hand was waving with the wind, and his whole body released a sacred light, which was terrifying.

Unbelievably, he was able to suppress the two saint incarnations with his own strength.

"Black Kun, Golden Peng, Kun Peng? How is that possible!?"

The two saint incarnations' faces changed drastically, and alarm bells were ringing in their hearts.

They naturally knew that the little guy in front of them was determined to create a completely new path for the Fang family.

But even with the help of the Mori family and the Liangji Beppu family, his strongest form should be the carp hawk form.

But why, at his current age, could he evolve into a form similar to Kunpeng?
This is incredible.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Yang's face was grim, and his entire body was covered with runes that sparkled brightly.

The majestic golden blood energy rushed into the sky, rumbling, like the vibration of a huge bell, which instantly fixed the incarnation of the male saint.

The universe is trembling and the sea of ​​clouds is collapsing.

With a tearing sound, the spear tip broke through the body, and the male saint's incarnation was directly torn into pieces, and the dark three-legged crow also dissipated with a wail.

This blow was so terrifying that no one was not shocked.

The female saint incarnation roared to the sky and delivered the final blow.

The cave-like Dharma image behind her exploded, endless violent winds blew, lightning intertwined, runes filled the sky, and the breath of destruction was born.

She knew that there was no chance of winning, so she wanted to pull Fang Yang with her and die together!
"Boom!"

Fang Yang stood still, flames burning on his body and endless heat rising.

All he saw was a long scarlet robe with tiger patterns on it and a cape on his shoulders.

And in the robe, a special strange fire turned into a divine light and flowed, warm and exuberant, extremely blazing.

Not only that, there was a divine ring formed by the condensed firelight emerging around the robe, like a fairy robe and ribbon, fluttering as if he was relying on the wind to control Fang Yang, making Fang Yang look like the God of Fire coming to the world.

Holy weapon, the flame robe!
The unethical attack from the female saint incarnation actually allowed Fang Yang to use the opponent's force to his advantage and activate his flaming robe to protect himself.

"The Holy Vessel..."

In the last glance, the female saint incarnation's eyes were filled with hatred, but also with a greedy green light.

The holy relic is unique and extremely rare.

If she also had a holy weapon, the battle would not end so easily.

With a humming sound, the heaven and earth trembled.

At the moment of parting, the strong wind reached a climax again, the terrible thunder and lightning gradually spread, and even space cracks appeared.

But Fang Yang's body remained motionless, standing tall in the clouds.

After a while.

He tapped his feet lightly, and the void rippled.

Immediately, a silver sword dragon composed of vital energy gradually emerged and stretched.

He stepped on the silver sword dragon and continued to flee towards Tongtian Peak.

At this time, he had already walked nearly half of Tongtian Peak.

Soon, he will be able to meet Qing Rushang again and complete half of his dream adventure mission!
Although deep down in his heart, he really wanted to speed through the dream world, just use Tata to drive it open, rushing around, and having fun.

But the more moments like this happened, the more patient he became, weaving beautiful dreams bit by bit.

He will definitely take over Kunpeng's spiritual body, Kunpeng's holy body, and even Kunpeng's immortal body.

By that time, he will definitely have the hope of rivaling the Cambrian King, spreading his wings and flying freely in the sky!

(End of this chapter)