Chapter 1529, Immortal Xuan Thirteen Changes
The golden gourd is strange and peculiar, as long as you are not a fool, you can see the extraordinaryness of the golden gourd.
Those who stayed outside the abyss moved, and rushed towards the golden gourd, because it might be an immortal treasure!
"Xianbao is mine!"
"I didn't get the opportunity to understand, and this golden gourd is enough. ”
"Whoever dares to rob, I'll kill him!"
"Kill !!"
They all rushed towards the golden gourd, wanting to snatch the golden gourd, after all, being able to appear above the abyss proved in itself that it was not a mortal thing.
And this is also the end of the Hell Cave Heaven, and the last treasure that appears here is naturally blessed and a divine object.
", Xianbao!" Brother Ba's eyes turned red.
However, the ruffian Qilin, who has always been excited to see treasures, is extremely calm at the moment.
So, Brother Ba had to calm down.
The golden gourd emitted a golden wave of light, sweeping away all the monks who rushed up, and none of them could resist it, and all of them were swept away.
Everyone was stunned, they couldn't get close to the golden gourd, that is, they couldn't get it, which made them very unwilling.
At this moment, the mutation regenerates.
In the dark abyss, more than a dozen stone platforms flew up, and on each stone platform was a person, and at this time, they all opened their eyes and saw the golden gourd.
The stone platform suddenly shattered and disappeared into nothing, and the dozen or so Tianjiao who felt on it only had the golden gourd in their eyes at this moment.
The battle broke out in an instant.
They were not swept out by the golden gourd, and everyone knew that only those who had felt could participate in the competition for the golden gourd, and they could sit on the stone platform, which was almost equivalent to buying a ticket.
As for those who stayed outside the abyss, they didn't have this right, and they were extremely helpless.
More than a dozen Tianjiao who had comprehended it fought, and their cultivation realms were all qualitatively improved, and some directly jumped up to a realm, and the battle broke out, and the energy light waves diffused out, which was extremely intense.
Brother Ba and the ruffian Qilin saw this scene, and they were a little embarrassed in their hearts.
"According to this trend, I don't know if Fang Yi's kid will work. "Domineering brother.
"Yes, our greatest hope is him, but ......" the ruffian Qilin's words changed sharply, and he stopped talking.
The two of them knew very well that although they knew that Fang Yi was already different from what it was today, there were still existences like the Kun Demon Emperor and Yang Taxing.
Competing with them, Fang Yi's confidence is really insufficient.
……
Fang Yi was still fighting with the black-clothed Fang Yi.
Fang Yi had already gained a lot, and this kind of harvest made Fang Yi finally no longer have no combat skills to use.
And Fang Yi's memory had also recovered, and he also understood who he was.
He is him, not a clone, and the black-clothed Fang Yi in front of him is just a projection of this place.
In other words, it was the owner of this space, and Fang Yi was fighting him.
As for the so-called perception, it is actually just fighting in the brain, constantly sharpening combat skills.
But in the battle with the black-clothed Fang Yi, Fang Yi's perception rose in a straight line, and the black-clothed Fang Yi's combat skills surprised Fang Yi and changed mysteriously.
Every time he fought, Fang Yi could gain insights in it, and gradually learn this kind of combat technique.
The more he studied, the more frightened Fang Yi became.
Because the combat skills displayed by the black-clothed Fang Yi are varied, they can imitate any combat skills, such as Boiling Sea Fist in the Sky and Breaking the Dragon Xuangong, which are vivid, and the momentum and power are the same.
Fang Yi was shocked, if he could learn this kind of combat technique, then in the future, it would not be a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha?
At that moment, Fang Yi became extremely excited, and followed the black-clothed Fang Yi to learn this kind of combat skill.
That's it, I don't know how much time has passed, in short, Fang Yi has been in the feeling all the time, and he hasn't woken up.
And on this day, Yang Taxing and the others left the ninth-class stone platform.
When they left, they all glanced meaningfully at Fang Yi, who was still sitting there, with doubts, disdain, and murderous intentions, all different.
The Kun Demon Emperor looked at the golden gourd and said, "Ten Thousand Changing Gourd, this emperor is here." ”
"Humph!"
Yang Taxing snorted coldly, stepped on his feet, and rushed into the sky.
Not only them, but these people on the ninth-rank stone platform, except for Fang Yi, all floated up in the air, rushing towards the golden gourd, fighting for this thing.
When Yang Taxing and the others came out, they shocked everyone.
"The people of the ninth-class stone platform have finally come out, and they are all demons. ”
"Even a terrifying figure like the Kun Demon Emperor is here, it's terrifying. ”
"The owner of the golden gourd is probably one of them. ”
"What about Fang Yi, why didn't you see it?"
"He didn't come out, so he must have died down there. ”
Some people ridicule, some people are proud, and of course, some people sigh.
On their side, the ruffian unicorn, the four daughters have also returned, including the giant elephant them.
Their strength has all improved, and each of them has improved to a cultivation realm.
They were self-aware and didn't snatch the golden gourd, but they didn't see Fang Yi's figure, so they were all worried.
"That kid...... It's not really falling, is it?"
"Probably not. ”
"That kid didn't die when he went to the dark forbidden area, and he certainly won't die here. ”
In the end, it was the ruffian Qilin who covered the coffin, indeed, no one could do it to survive the dark forbidden area, but Fang Yi had done it, and unconsciously, he had created too many miracles.
Yang Taxing is like a bright sun, surrounded by sunshine, blazing and dazzling, he is rampant, directly fighting with the Kun Demon Emperor, this kind of courage is terrifying.
You must know that the Kun Demon Emperor is a sub-saint-level figure, and fighting with him is tantamount to looking for death.
However, Yang Taxing was not afraid at all, showing his extraordinary courage and the strength to match it.
Everyone has an opponent, like being raised Gu, fighting each other, whoever can survive to the end can get the golden gourd, which may be the supreme magic weapon of the immortal treasure.
Meanwhile.
Fang Yi is still in the process of understanding, but this realization has also reached the final stage.
"Immortal Xuan Thirteen Changes. ”
In this small space, an idea passed into Fang Yi's consciousness.
Immortal Xuan Thirteen Changes?
Is this a combat skill, or is it a supernatural power?
Fang Yi didn't know, but in this small space, Fang Yi had already learned the first change.
Among the same level, Fang Yi could arbitrarily calculate and evolve the opponent's magic powers.
Not only that, when Fang Yi opened his eyes, he also sensed the improvement of his cultivation, and he actually reached the Four Tribulations of the Emperor.
Coupled with the Nine Turning Techniques and Dao Techniques of the Reverse Gods, Fang Yi's strength could be forcibly improved to the Six Tribulations.
In other words, the current Fang Yi was also fearless in the face of the Six Tribulation Emperors.
As for the Seven Tribulation Emperors, Fang Yi couldn't beat him and could run.
However, Fang Yi didn't have the idea of going up to fight, because he was already sure that the golden gourd was his.
Rumble!
Fang Yi released a bronze bell, and a human face appeared on this bronze bell, and a pair of dark eyes stared into the darkness.
"Alright, I promised to take you out, and now it's time for you to fulfill your promise. Fang Yi looked at the face above the bronze bell and said.
The terrifying face squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying.