Nine days alone

For three days in a row, more than a dozen masters in the realm of heaven and man passed by Fang Zhong's side, but he just didn't wait for the opportunity.

Now the city of God is too chaotic, not only fighting with wild beasts, monks are also fighting among themselves, even masters in the realm of heaven and man have to be careful, some masters with good relationships have formed an alliance, usually a group of people go out together, Sometimes there are four or five people, and sometimes there are more than a dozen people. Naturally, there are many masters in the realm of heaven and man among them, and there are many of them. Their cultivation base is so tyrannical that Fang Zhong dare not attack them at all.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes wandered cautiously, and secretly smiled bitterly: "Why are the masters in the realm of heaven and man so timid now, when will we be able to complete the task if this continues?"

The task required killing two masters of the heavenly realm, but Fang Zhong had only killed one until now, and he didn't know when the other one would be done, so how could he not be depressed.

Moreover, he thought of one thing.

On the first floor of the nine-storey pavilion, he comprehended 81 murals in three months. On the second floor, he only comprehended 72 murals in three years. After one calculation, the third floor should be 63 murals, and the fourth There should be 54 murals on the first floor, and there are 45 murals on the fifth floor...

And in terms of time, the time to comprehend the second level is twelve times that of the first level, so wouldn't it take decades for him to comprehend the third level?

"My God, the third layer will take decades, then the fourth layer will take hundreds of years, and the fifth layer will take thousands of years... There is nothing wrong with it, so wait until It’s been thousands of years since I went out,” Fang Zhong was so depressed that he was about to cry.

For thousands of years, what's the point of waiting for him to go out.

Parents and relatives are definitely gone, even seniors like Zhu You are afraid that they are gone. Lin Yan is very talented. If he can improve his cultivation, he might be able to live for thousands of years, but by that time, everything will change. Lin Yan doesn't even know whether he remembers Fang Zhong or not.

"No, absolutely not," Fang Zhong clenched his teeth, his eyes sparkled brilliantly, "I must cherish any minute, any second, I can't wait thousands of years,"

If he was really allowed to stay here for thousands of years, he would rather not have this mysterious inheritance.

In a dark street in the city of God.

A savage beast covered in cyan scales rushed out of the darkness. It was several feet high and shone with cold light all over its body, like a piece of divine armor, and fierce divine light hit its body. It's like scratching an itch, it can't break through his defense at all, it just bursts out a string of sparks on it.

"Roar......"

The savage beast roared up to the sky, its huge body turned into a whirlwind, the speed was unbelievably fast, and it rushed in front of the middle-aged monk who attacked him in an instant, the two curved horns on its head gleamed with a cold light, pierced through with a snort Void, splitting the space into a big hole.

"boom,"

Two cold lights came, and the middle-aged monk turned his face aside, and quickly sacrificed his favorite weapon to resist, but even so, he was shocked, and he was thrown far away, and he spurted a big mouthful of blood in the air.

"I can't stop it, this wild beast is too powerful," the middle-aged monk made a decision the moment he landed, turned around and fled without looking back at all.

"Roar......"

The cyan-scaled beast obviously didn't want him to escape just like that, its speed skyrocketed again, and the two sharp horns on its head, as well as its front paws, shot out sharp rays of light.

"Chila,"

"puff,"

The middle-aged monk tried his best to resist, but was hit by two cold lights after all, his whole body trembled, and he gritted his teeth reluctantly and insisted on flying towards the distance.

After a while, he stopped in the darkness, with lingering fears in his heart: "Fortunately, the wild beast will only guard its own one-acre land, or it will have to confess,"

"Hahaha, thinking about my Dongxianjun's life, I didn't expect to end up in such a mess." Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed again, and said to himself resentfully: "It's all to blame for that Liuyun swordsman, if it weren't for him If I am seriously injured in the battle with him again, this wild beast will not be able to do anything to me."

Dongxianjun is dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure, even if he is seriously injured, he still has the majesty of a strong man, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, making people daunting.

When he fought Liuyun Swordsman back then, it can be said that both sides suffered losses. Liuyun Swordsman was dying, with only [-]% of his cultivation base left, but he was killed by Fang Zhong, and Dong Xianjun was not having a good time. Although his cultivation base He is better than Liuyun Swordsman, but he was also injured too badly in that battle, and he hasn't fully recovered after three years.

Now the battle with the wild beast made him worse. The injury that had not recovered from the original intensified again, and now his cultivation base has dropped to less than [-]%.

"Unfortunately, I don't know if Liuyun Swordsman is dead or not. The thing on him is a treasure, hey..." Dong Xianjun sighed, staggered and walked forward.

At this moment, an invisible shock surged towards his consciousness.

"Well," Dong Xianjun's eyes were blank, but he quickly reacted, and shouted, "Spiritual consciousness attack, where is the master here, even sneak attack, it's too shameless."

"He... didn't fall into a coma," Fang Zhong, who was hiding in the dark, was also taken aback. He wanted to attack Immortal Dong with his divine sense first, and then kill him, but he didn't expect to. It worked, and the divine consciousness attack derived from the Dao of Killing was broken by Dong Xianjun.

"Boy, do you think you can do anything to me if you know how to attack with divine sense?" Dong Xianjun laughed loudly, his violent aura made people tremble. He stared into the depths of the darkness and said, "Tell you, I am a god myself!" If you want to attack me with your spiritual sense, go ahead and dream.”

"So that's how it is," Fang Zhong suddenly realized, but he didn't care. It doesn't matter even if the attack with divine sense doesn't work, he doesn't just know how to attack with divine sense.

"clang,"

The void suddenly lit up, and a handle of Heaven's Dao descended from the sky. It was tens of feet long, and the blade was like water, cutting open the space and beheading Xiangdong Xianjun.

Dongxianjun didn't wrinkle, his black robe swung, and a black cloud raised up to meet him.

This black robe is not only a piece of clothing, but also a top-grade spiritual weapon that he has sacrificed for thousands of years. It is not considered an immortal weapon in terms of rank, but it has already merged with him for thousands of years. , it can be said that in his hands, the power of this robe is no less than that of an immortal soldier.

It was also for this reason that he was able to surpass Liuyun Swordsman. In terms of cultivation level, he and Liuyun Swordsman were only on equal terms.

The black robe covered the sky and the earth, submerging the light of several feet long swords, and then the robe danced, turning into circles of ripples and sweeping past.

"cut,"

Fang Zhong shouted, swinging his palm like a knife, the palm derived from the killing magic is enough to turn decay into magic, although it is a knife, it is not inferior to the top-grade spiritual weapon.

A huge roar sounded, and the two of them retreated at the same time, secretly surprised in their hearts.

Dong Xianjun was shocked by Fang Zhong's cultivation base and attack magic. He had never seen this kind of magic that turned decay into magic, but his intuition told him that this kind of magic was extremely powerful, and there seemed to be many variations , It's definitely a killing technique, his eyes lit up more and more, and he was extremely excited.

Based on his cultivation experience, it is not difficult to imagine that the other party's cultivation base of the nine heavens in the Yukong realm can rival his masters in the heavenly and human realm by relying on this kind of magic. You can be proud of the world with a smile, even if you meet a master at the peak of the realm of heaven and man, it is not impossible to fight.

"Mysterious magic, powerful magic, I must get it," Dong Xianjun's eyes were red, and he thought to himself: "Kill this kid, get the magic."

And Fang Zhong was also very surprised. Dong Xianjun was seriously injured by a wild beast, and his cultivation base was less than [-]%, but he was still extremely powerful, which made him feel helpless.

This is the gap in cultivation. Sometimes, no matter how powerful his physical body is, how miraculous his physical skills are, or how mysterious his killing skills are, it is useless. If he breaks through all spells with one force, all skills are just clouds in front of absolute power. It will only be torn to pieces with ease.

"However, this Cave Immortal has not yet reached that terrifying level. With his strength, it is impossible to break through all spells. I still have a chance," Fang Zhong had a keen insight into all this.

If you are facing Dao Chong, a master at Zhu You's level, there is no doubt that even if the opponent has only [-]% of his cultivation base left, he is not an opponent.

But what he is facing now is not Zhu You and Daochong after all, but Dongxianjun. Although Dongxianjun is also a master of heaven and man, he is far behind Zhu Youdaochong. He now has less than [-]% of his strength left. As for his cultivation base, the killing magic alone is indeed not enough to kill him, but Fang Zhong still has a seven-story pagoda.

"Boom rumble..."

The seven-story pagoda flew out like a mountain, and fell down. The seven gates opened at the same time, and huge power gushed out, which was much stronger than before.

After all, now that Fang Zhong's cultivation level has been raised to the ninth level of the Yukong Realm, it is natural to activate the seven-story pagoda to exert even stronger power.

"You are Fang Zhong,"

As soon as he saw the seven-story pagoda cave, the fairy lord reacted, with a cold light in his eyes, and sternly shouted: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, to be able to fight against the masters of the heaven and man realm with the cultivation of the Yukong realm, except you Fang Zhong. Who, hahaha... I heard that you have all kinds of treasures on your body, as well as seven-color scale armor, it's a good deal for me today, "

"Miscellaneous hair, don't be too happy, whoever cleans up will not know," Fang Zhong retorted, shaking the seven-story pagoda and pressing it down.

The seven-story pagoda has swelled to a height of more than ten feet, like a hill, and the terrible pressure made the blue and black walls of Shencheng sway.

At the same time, Fang Zhong squeezed out his sun-shooting bow, which turned into a full moon.

Arrows shot out one after another, like brilliant neon, across the void, pulling out one after another of gorgeous rainbow lights, swarming up,