I will become an immortal in this world

Whirl--

The wind on the lake blew on Fang Wang's face, causing his numb and sharp eyes to change slightly.

The thunderclouds in the sky were still surging, and the mysterious pressure covering the world was still continuing. I don't know which master was facing a great fortune. While he was still working hard, Fang Wang spent another 18,000 years in the Heavenly Palace.

It took 18,000 years to complete the Zhuxian Zixia Gong!

This is enough to show the power of Zhuxian Zixia Gong!

The Heavenly Dao Wanfa Sutra has allowed Fang Wang to create a new way of cultivation. If he integrates the Taixuan Shenxiao Sutra, Fang Wang feels that it is not difficult to be on par with immortals.

And the Zhuxian Zixia function makes Fang Wang's Heavenly Dao more murderous.

"Heavenly Dao Zhenxian..."

Fang Wang muttered to himself. He did not immediately activate the Taixuan Shenxiao Sutra and the Zhuxian Zixia Gong.

This time, he planned to hide for a while. After all, he was not far from the opportunity to ascend.

He closed his eyes and began to think about how to integrate the Taixuan Shenxiao Sutra and the Heavenly Dao Wanfa Sutra.

At the same time, the whole world was discussing the sudden strange phenomena in the world. Such phenomena became more and more frequent, and even mortals felt the urgency of the great trend of the world.

All the people in the world were curious about what kind of powerful existence would appear. No one knew that Fang Wang had already practiced the first magic skill in the world, and he even began to move towards the immortal method he wanted.

…

In the dark world, Ji Rutian was suspended above the ruins. He looked at the top of the mountain and saw a figure suspended in the air, surrounded by strange black air, and thousands of lightning intertwined on it, causing it to roar shrilly.

Ji Rutian frowned, his eyes full of worry.

The figure destroyed by lightning was Yang Du, whose flesh and blood kept melting and regenerating. Relying on the Tiangang Holy Body, Yang Du barely endured it.

The black air surrounding him kept penetrating into his body, but the black air did not dissipate as his flesh and blood dissolved, as if it had merged into his bones.

"Ah--"

Yang Du shouted again, his voice full of pain.

Ji Rutian jumped up immediately upon hearing this, wanting to go and help Yang Du.

Yang Du raised his hand to block him, even though his right hand was covered in blood and the bones were vaguely visible, his voice rang out: "Don't come over! I can still bear it!"

Ji Rutian said in a deep voice: "If we lose this opportunity, we can still find another way!"

Yang Du, with blood all over his face, smiled sadly, and said coldly: "How long have we been trapped here... In fact, you also know... We can't escape at all... Only by mastering this power... can we rush out... I am not so loyal, but you can't bear this power at all... Only I hope that I am not fighting for you to escape, but for myself!"

Ji Rutian fell into silence, his hands in his sleeves clenched.

In fact, he didn't care about Yang Du's life or death, but seeing Yang Du so miserable, he was inexplicably anxious in his heart, and he felt that he was more unwilling.

Unwilling to be too weak, at this juncture, dragging others down.

At this moment, Yang Du, who was suffering, also cursed in his heart.

Along the way, he had many dark thoughts, and even wanted Ji Rutian to bear this power. As a result, when he saw Ji Rutian injured, he immediately stopped him and took over himself.

He felt that he was stupid.

Even if Ji Rutian failed, it didn't matter. His death could be used to measure the strength of this mysterious power.

No matter!

Fight!

Yang Du no longer thought about it and concentrated on bearing this power. He began to practice the exercises and mobilized his spiritual power to help his bones merge with the mysterious black air.

He was the Tiangang Holy Body!

He didn't notice that there was a group of black air condensing behind him.

After a while.

Ji Rutian, who had been staring at Yang Du, noticed something unusual. His pupils suddenly dilated and he hurriedly shouted: "Be careful behind!"

Yang Du subconsciously turned his head and saw a face emerging from the black air behind him. It was the face of Xu Chong Gua.

Yang Du subconsciously dodged and was shocked to find that the black air was entangled with him like a chain, making him unable to move.

The head of Xuchong Gua suddenly rushed into Yang Du's chest and merged into his flesh and blood.

Boom!

In an instant, a strong heartbeat sounded throughout the dark world.

Ji Rutian's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously stepped back. A strange vertical eye appeared on his forehead, emitting a strong light, which broke the black chains that appeared out of thin air along the way. He killed all the way to Yang Du, but was blocked by those strange black air.

"What's going on?"

A voice sounded in Ji Rutian's ears, with a tone full of shock and anger.

Ji Rutian hurriedly explained in his heart, telling them the predicament they were in.

The vertical eye on his forehead locked onto Yang Du, and his pupils kept trembling, as if he saw something incredible.

"Run! Run!"

Ji Rutian was shocked when he heard the voice of the ancestor, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably and fell into a black space crack.

In a trance, Ji Rutian saw Yang Du's body began to swell, deformed and weird.

…

A red pavilion was flying fast above the vast blue ocean, and around it followed a number of cultivators, all of whom were very imposing.

In front of the second-floor pavilion, Zhou Xue and Emperor Hongxuan stood side by side, looking into the distance.

Emperor Hongxuan was calculating with his fingers, and he said in amazement: "Another great emperor's luck is surging. This time, it is different from the situation in your previous dozens of lives. It is more dangerous. It will be more difficult to compete for the ascension quota, and the Immortal Court will be more wary of the Xuanzu human world, and may not issue ascension quotas to this human world."

Zhou Xue's eyes were calm and she said: "No, the more chaotic Xuanzu's world becomes, the Immortal Court will only give more places, because they can't destroy Xuanzu's world, they will only continue to win over the leaders and emperors of the powerful forces in the world."

"Using this to control the world?" Emperor Hongxuan asked with raised eyebrows.

Zhou Xue didn't answer, but the meaning was already clear.

Emperor Hongxuan looked at her and sighed: "You have never joined the Immortal Court, have you? I can only see the place where I am, I cannot peep into the human world, and I don't know what you have gone through."

Zhou Xue glanced at him and said, "The less you know, the better it is for you."

Emperor Hongxuan smiled, then changed the subject and asked: "What do you think about the way of heaven created by this boy? That movement will definitely alarm the Immortal Court. When the Heavenly Gate opens, what comes down will definitely not be an immortal god. It may even alert the Immortal Court." Those horrors exist.”

"The way of heaven is unfathomable. It is indeed a great destiny. I can't see through it. Now I can't judge his future, but I believe in him. He has never let me down. On the contrary, it seems that no matter how high I think of him, I will always be disappointed by him. His strength is shocking." Zhou Xue replied, and Emperor Hongxuan couldn't help but nod.

At this time, thunderclouds surged in the sky again, menacingly.

Emperor Hongxuan couldn't help but cursed: "Who is it this time? The emperor and the great sage are so restless that they get together and rush out of the coffin?"

Zhou Xue seemed to feel something. She narrowed her eyes and whispered to herself: "He's awake, the destined man."