God of Life and Death

This is a star beast! The existence of the legend, the black dragon form of the starry sky behemoth, is at least the pinnacle of the ground level, and the cultivation level of this starry behemoth should have reached the level of the peak of the true fairyland. The powerhouse at the spiritual fairyland level has challenged!

However, why would he be stared at by this black dragon behemoth?

Obviously Fang Yue walked in front of him!

"Honorable Lord Sacred Dragon King, this humble ant has repeatedly offended your dignity, and the sin cannot be redeemed! He must be destroyed in order to behave like you!"

A familiar voice rose in Mu Fan's ear.

At the side of the Black Dragon King.

Fang Yue appeared like a dog leg.

He was offering slander to the black dragon behemoth, and this black dragon behemoth had obviously recognized Fang Yue's existence.

There was a bang.

Mu Fan's head exploded.

Damn it, **** it, **** it!

Mu Fan sighed three times.

He finally knew why he was being spotted by the Black Dragon Giant Beast, it turned out that all of this was set by Fang Yue.

"Holy Dragon King, I..."

Before Mu Fan's words were finished, the Holy Dragon King opened his mouth, and a huge black fireball spewed out from it, wrapping and engulfing Mu Fan, turning it into a pile of dust!

Fang Yue was silent.

"This is not the real body!"

Although the Holy Dragon King is powerful, it has not yet reached the point where it can kill Mu Fan with a single move.

"The one who commits my star path is dead!"

The Holy Dragon King roared violently.

This roar shook the world and dozens of Shadow Demon killers at the imaginary fairyland level were shaken out of the void. They were originally preparing to kill Fang Yue, but they did not expect to be exposed in advance!

"go!"

The killers of the Shadow Demon race decisively rushed towards the gate of space.

However, the next moment, a cold sword light floated down.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The sword light is like rain, dense and cold.

The killers of the Shadow Demon clan fell one after another, and their bodies were exploded!

"Swordsman?!"

Fang Yue's surprise, he never thought that he would be able to encounter kendo masters in this star road.

White clothes are falling.

There was a ray of heroism between the man's eyebrows.

The top of the immortal!

Swordsman!

Fang Yue felt a deep sense of oppression on the body of the white-clothed man.

Strong!

Very strong!

Fang Yue had a feeling that this white-clothed man seemed to be the most powerful existence among the people he had seen recently, and he was even stronger than Jin Yuan.

"Fangjia! Dialect!"

The swordsman in white introduces his identity.

Fang Yue had slight heart palpitations.

"Fang family! Fang Yue!"

With the same surname as Fang, Fang Yue has never felt the feeling of blood connection in the other party's body.

The dialect seemed to know Fang Yue's feelings, and a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This is not my deity, it's just a ray of my remnant soul! In the previous battle, in order to intercept the powerful creatures in the world of Da Luo, my deity sits in Luo Tiangong. If it hasn't fallen yet, You should have fallen asleep now!"

"If people are not dead, there are remnants of souls?"

Fang Yue was surprised.

This dialect was different from the Fang family he had met, including him.

This dialect is very clean and pure.

It's like a piece of crystal-cut jade.

"I have nine lives! I fell here once!"

The dialect smiles heartily, and it seems that he doesn't care about the fall of the past.

"Senior don't know what to do with me?"

Fang Yue's instinct told him that dialects here definitely didn't come to him to recognize relatives!

"One is to see what happened to the younger generation of the Fang family, and the other is to return this remnant of my soul to the Fang family of the underworld! Fallen leaves, always return to the roots. Of course, if you can step into the Luotian Palace and find my deity, Regardless of life or death, it is a good thing for this remnant soul to return to the deity!"

The dialect smile is clean and clear.

Fang Yue nodded slightly.

"The younger generation will definitely live up to the trust of the senior!"

It's not that Fang Yue is righteous, nor is he caring for family affection.

And this dialect is too strong, and Fang Yue has no right to refuse.

"Okay! As expected of my Fang family's disciple!"

The dialect nodded slightly.

"I am possessed by you, and I can shoot for you three times. After three times, my soul power is running out and I will fall asleep! In addition, this Holy Dragon King is my old mount. If you need it, you can let it follow. You around!"

The dialect voice fell. It turned into a ray of soul light and entered Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, with a bang, the dialect was bounced out and fell to the ground with a look of embarrassment.

"Roar!"

The Holy Dragon King roared, and the opponent Yue was full of hostility.

The dialect slowly climbed up from the ground, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don’t blame him, I am uninvited to enter! Fang Yue, what baby is in the sea of ​​knowledge, why did I just enter it when I saw three golden lights flashing, and I Bounce it out!"

Fang Yue was stunned at first, and then smiled: "They are the carrier of the three celestial scriptures. They have slept in my sea of ​​knowledge for many years. I thought these things were nothing. I didn't expect them to be so xenophobic. Pop out of the sea!"

"The carrier of the three celestial scriptures?!"

The dialect was startled for a while.

Then his face changed suddenly.

"Fang Yue, the carrier of your so-called Three Celestial Sutras is not three golden leaves, right?"

"That's right! It's three golden leaves, do you know the origin of this thing, Senior?"

Fang Yue was surprised. He didn't expect that the dialect could break the world in one word.

The dialect looked at Fang Yue in disbelief.

"Unexpectedly, you can actually get the inheritance of the Primordial Chaos Sutra, and there are still three books!"

"What is the Chaos Scripture?"

Fang Yue knew that these three scriptures in his body were good, but he knew everything about their source and origin.

Now he seems to have a chance to know the true source of these verses!

"The chaotic celestial scripture is the supreme scripture. It is said that this scripture can be compared with the Tianzun Dao Scripture. Some people even say that the level of the chaotic celestial scripture is higher than the Tianzun Dao Scripture. Scripture is the ultimate interpretation of the laws of the heavens!"

The dialect sighed lightly.

"However, you must not tell the story of the Chaos Immortal Sutra. Since ancient times, I don't know how many arrogances have died as a result! The Chaos Immortal Sutra cannot be taught to outsiders. Only the golden leaves made of chaotic gods can bear it. The mighty power contained in the scriptures!"

"This chaotic celestial scripture has unique attributes, so once someone knows that you have a chaotic celestial scripture in your hand, you must first beheaded and seized the golden leaf before you can practice this scripture!"

The dialect speaks out the origins of the three scriptures on which Fang Yue started his career.

Fang Yue suddenly realized that the three scriptures he cultivated were so mysterious!

"Well, since it can't be stored in your sea of ​​knowledge, then I will stay in your forehead for the time being!"

The dialect rushed into Fang Yue's body again, and he opened up a small world in Fang Yue's eyebrows and settled down.

"There are countless arrogances in the world! But who knows, my Fang family has come out!"

Chanting in dialect softly, he has an infinite sense of belonging to the Fang family!

Fang Yue said nothing.

The Holy Dragon King glanced at Fang Yue, and then reluctantly turned into a small dragon with a short and thick thumb and hung on Fang Yue's shoulder.

In fact, the Sacred Dragon King is a hundred people look down on Fang Yue.

If it weren't for the face of dialect, he would have already swallowed Fang Yue with his mouth open!

"You came!"

Another Fang Yue appeared, and this Fang Yue was just the ray of divine thought that had just sneaked into the path of the planet.

He saw the deity descending and hurried over. At this moment, there were already twenty-five sinking wizards of the virtual fairyland level behind him!

Every fallen wizard is equivalent to an undead army!

Divine Sense reintegrated into Fang Yue's body.

Twenty-five sunken wizards looked at Fang Yue with some sluggish eyes, and said in unison: "Hello Master!"

"Hello!"

Fang Yue bared his teeth.

These fallen wizards have been brainwashed by him and become his most valued servants.

Dialect saw this scene through Fang Yue's eyebrows, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

"Fang Yue, you have already subdued these fallen wizards?"

Fang Yue barked his teeth and said with a smile: "Small! Their soul level is too low, and they can be brainwashed successfully with a little trick! If you change to a real fairy, it will definitely not be so easy to deal with!"

The dialect is slightly silent.

The Fang family is indeed full of evildoers, and his junior is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface!

"You enter the space of my stone fall! If you walk out of the door of space like this, it's a bit too ostentatious!"

Fang Yue's fingers vacantly pressed the stone pendant on the top of his neck, and a beam of light fell, embracing all these fallen wizards!

Subsequently, Fang Yue refined all the power of calamity contained in the corpses of the assassins of the Shadow Demon clan who were killed by dialects on the ground, and became the currency of the dark world. No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, they are meat. The assassins of the Shadow Demon clan at the fairyland level are already quite not weak!

Then, Fang Yue deliberately put a ray of blood on the corners of his mouth in ragged clothes.

He condensed his breath and became extremely weak.

Then, he staggered and fell out of the door of space!

"The shadow demons don't speak martial ethics!"

Fang Yue walked out of the door of space, he breathed heavily and accusingly said.

"Fang Yue, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Yue just fell out of the door of space.

Wu Siyu hurried over.

"After I entered the door of this space, I was attacked by Mu Fan and dozens of Shadow Demon Assassins at the imaginary fairyland level. I tried my best to make a **** road! Now I have been hit hard. I’m afraid it’s hard to show the strength of even a normal Chengdu!"

Fang Yue's voice was extremely weak, and he felt dying!

Wu Siyu's complexion suddenly became gloomy.

"Shadow Demon Race, are you so rebellious?"

Wu Siyu's voice was sharp and full of questioning.

What the Shadow Demon Race did is simply too much.

"Fang Yue, this meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! You said that Mu Fan from my clan assassinated you, but Mu Chuan was clearly beside me!"

Nalan Changkong said unhurriedly.