It's just that at this point, Fang An stopped, because once the ghost demon advances to become the ghost king, the slave ghost talisman will lose its effect, and a new ghost talisman must be carved to continue to control it.

Although within the Death Realm, Fang An is the absolute master, even if he is a ghost king, he should not be able to make any waves. But after all, the Ghost King had a strength comparable to the Fetal Spirit Realm, so Fang An was still prepared to be cautious and put it aside for the time being.

What's more, the ghost king and the ghost demon are two completely different realms, and the gap is like a moat, even if it is a half-step ghost king, it is extremely difficult to advance to become a ghost king.

Even if it was the accumulation of 200,000 years of the entire Fang Clan's royal family, the number of ghost kings he possessed so far had never exceeded the number of hands. The soul power that Fang An had left now was not enough to support even a ghost demon advancing to the Ghost King.

After raising these nine ghost slaves to the limit of ghosts and demons, Fang An controlled the remaining soul power and poured all of them into his soul sea.

At the beginning, after absorbing the soul power seed of the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Venerable, Fang An's soul sea had opened, and his soul power had turned into the power of divine consciousness, and he had some power from a powerhouse in the god transformation realm, but it was also because the power of divine consciousness was too strong, and Fang An's physical body at that time could not bear it at all.

However, with his current immortal golden body, he can already withstand the power of his divine sense.

Soul power trickled into Fang An's sea of consciousness, and his soul also increased rapidly, and he soon achieved the release of his divine consciousness again.

It wasn't until all the soul power was absorbed that Fang An's immortal golden body felt a trace of pressure, but that was all.

When they opened their eyes, the light in their eyes made several guards feel tight, and they all bowed their heads and didn't dare to look directly.

Although Fang An seemed to have spent a lot of time refining 20,000 souls, in the eyes of the outside world, Fang An was just closing his eyes and resting for a few breaths.

But when Fang An opened his eyes again, the momentum of the whole person changed greatly.

If Fang An gave people the feeling that it was more induced than provoking, restrained and heavy, then now it is like a sharp blade with a scabbard removed, sharp and imposing.

"I learned a kind of Ten Thousand Pole Sword Formation from a friend before, and I don't know if it's easy to use or not. Fang An turned his head and said to Qing Yu'er on the side, then raised his remaining left arm and pinched a sword trick.

"Here comes the sword!"

Fang An snorted lightly, only to see nine long swords appear out of thin air in front of him, the sword was three feet three inches long, three minutes and three centimeters, with a sword body but no hilt.

The nine swords are black and dark all over, and there seems to be a mysterious rhythm between them, as if they are a whole.

When he was in the Ten Peerless Worlds, Fang An once sat down with Ren Jun and Ling Yun to discuss the Tao, and exchanged the cultivation methods of their respective worlds with each other, and among the three, the one who benefited the most was undoubtedly Fang An.

The secret techniques of the Mountains and Seas Realm and Dongyuan opened Fang An's eyes, although Fang An also shared the secret techniques of the Fang Clan's royal family and all the spiritual skills he would know, but since Ren Jun and Ling Yun had no spirits, Fang An didn't know if they could use them.

The Ten Thousand Pole Sword Array is a kind of immortal method in the mountain and sea realm taught to him by Ren Jun, the nine swords are one pole, and ten thousand poles can kill immortals.

Fang An used the Yin Ghost Talisman of the Fang Clan to refine the souls of the nine second-order demon commanders he had just killed into ghost soldiers.

Nine ghost swords were enough for him to exert the power of one pole.

As the nine ghost swords spread out, a powerful aura covered the surroundings, and there was an instant silence within a radius of a hundred zhang, and a huge pressure struck, causing the hearts of the twenty guards to tremble.

"Divine Consciousness !!"

Chen Ling couldn't help but exhale, staring at Fang An in disbelief.

These guards, at least they are all powerhouses of the transcendent realm, and they naturally know a lot about divine sense, because if they can take a step forward, they will be powerhouses of the god realm.

And the power of divine consciousness is the sign of a strong person in the realm of transforming gods.

It's just that this step is very difficult for them, and it is likely that they will not even have any hope of taking it for the rest of their lives.

"How could it be ······" The guards looked at Fang An blankly.

Fang An's strength was strong, and even if they were in the Transcendent Realm, they had to admit it. However, Fang An's cultivation was obviously only the first to enter the transcendent second realm, how could he have the power of divine sense!

This completely subverted Kyushu's 200,000-year-old cultivation system!

"Wow!"

At this time, an eagle chirped, and a thick black goshawk appeared in front of Fang An out of thin air, its black feathers were like knives, the eagle's claws flashed with cold light, its wings were spread out for three feet, its back was broad, and the momentum on its body was even more amazing.

"Half-step······ Ghost King!" Chen Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a half-step ghost king-level ghost demon, he had only seen it from His Highness Fang Xie.

However, compared to Fang An's transcendent second realm, which could use the power of divine consciousness, the half-step ghost king-level ghost demon was not a big deal.

"Lord Fang An!" At this time, the spy sent by Xia Yu finally came here, he slowly landed in front of Fang An, and took out a jade box from the space ring, and the jade box contained Xia Yu's two eight-rank reincarnation pills.

"Lord Fang An, His Royal Highness Prince Xia Yu sent a villain to send a healing medicine to the adult!" Under the suppression of his divine sense, the spy saw sweat on his forehead, hurriedly leaned over and saluted, opened the jade box and said.

This spy's cultivation is no more than the transcendent second realm, and in the face of Fang An's divine sense, it is like a heavy burden on his shoulders, and it is already good to be able to stand up and not fall to the ground.

"Thank you for me, His Royal Highness, but my injuries are no longer serious, so there is no need to waste such elixir. Fang An forgot to glance at the two elixirs in the jade box, this pill was round all over, the exterior was emerald green, and its interior faintly exuded a huge vitality.

Although Fang An didn't know this kind of elixir, he thought that the grade was not low.

"This ······" The spy was a little hesitant, His Royal Highness the prince ordered him to come and send Dan, but Fang An was not ready to accept it, and the spy was a little undecided for a while.

It's just that Fang An's momentum is too strong, and after hesitating for a moment, the spy still didn't dare to refuse, so he had to put away the jade box: "Obey!"

Fang An grabbed Qing Yu'er with his left arm and led her to jump onto the back of the goshawk ghost and demon, and when the spy saw this, he hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang An came out with murderous intent, obviously not preparing to return to the Demon Fortress.

"Punish the demon!" Fang An's tone was sonorous, with murderous intent to the bone.

"Wait!" At this time, Chen Ling suddenly stopped Fang An, "Emperor Xia and the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Venerable have made an agreement that the power of the God Transformation Realm is not allowed to appear on the battlefield between the human race and the demon race!"

"My cultivation is not in the realm of transforming gods. Fang An sneered, and the goshawk ghost flapped its wings and rushed into the sky with him and Qing Yu'er.

"Hurry up!" Seeing this, Chen Ling hurriedly ordered his subordinates, and then jumped dozens of feet, and a cyan giant bird condensed under him, closely following behind the goshawk ghost demon.

Then, several flying true spirit incarnations condensed out, carrying the rest of Qing Yu'er's escorts, and flew away behind Chen Ling.

Looking at this scene, Bai Yuchi couldn't help but smash his mouth, staring at Fang An's back farther and farther away, and sighed: "I am the king of Yizhou, I can be called the strongest of the nine military masters, and the first Twin Spirit Master in Kyushu in 200,000 years, but as soon as this kid came back, why was all the limelight stolen by him." ”

"Twenty years ago, it was the first day of the famous Kyushu royal family, and you weren't a fart at that time, what's wrong with you?" Lei Junyao laughed.

"Rude words!" Bai Yuchi glanced at Lei Junyao with a disdainful expression.

"Hehe!" Lei Junyao sneered, anyone can say these four words, but you, Bai Yuchi, are not qualified to open this mouth.

However, since Bai Yuchi became the White King, he has paid special attention to his words and deeds, and those vulgar words in the past have not come out of his mouth for a long time.

"Call out your crows, and let's join in the fun, anyway, there are no monsters coming here anymore. ”

Lei Junyao also had this intention, so he summoned the cursed crow and drove the two away.

Seeing this, the remaining ten Xia Yu's guards also hurriedly followed behind Bai Yuchi and Lei Junyao, but before leaving, one of the guards did not forget to order the spies to report the matter to His Royal Highness Xia Yu quickly.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one around, and the spy couldn't help but pause, and then hurriedly summoned the true spirit incarnation and flew back to the Demon Fortress to report.

Sitting on the back of the goshawk ghost demon, the cold wind in the sky was brutally lined up by Fang An with the power of divine sense.

Looking at the scorching battlefield below, Fang An summoned the Starfall Ghost Bow, stepped on the back of the bow with his right foot, pulled the bowstring with his left arm, and the Black Flame Starfall Arrow shot directly at a second-order demon commander riding on the back of a huge demonic beast.

The arrow fell like a burning black star, and now that Fang An's cultivation had completely stepped into the transcendent second realm, the power of the Black Flame Starfall arrow was naturally even more powerful than before.

Rumble!

A huge roar sounded, and with that second-order demon marshal as the center, the land within a radius of three hundred zhang had turned into a deep pit, and the surrounding demonic beasts that had died directly reached more than two thousand.

"The consumption of spiritual power is a bit large. Fang An flicked the bowstring, with his current cultivation, the spiritual power in his body was probably enough to shoot five Black Flame Starfall Arrows.

Although Qing Yu'er had many high-grade elixirs that could help Fang An quickly recover his spiritual power, eating too much elixir would always have some impact on his cultivation, even if it was an elixir that restored his spiritual power.

Fang An's cultivation was now extremely condensed, and he really didn't want to let his cultivation be a little mixed again.

Moreover, the power of the Black Flame Starfall Arrow was already close to the blow of the Transcendent Three Realms Spirit Master, and it was not very cost-effective to use it to kill the second-order demon commander.

So Fang An pulled out the Starfall Ghost Bow again, and the black flame arrow appeared on the bowstring, but this time it was no longer the Starfall Arrow condensed with black flames, but the Starfall Arrow condensed by ordinary spiritual power, but a layer of black flames attached to its surface.

And such star-falling arrows have nine on the bowstring.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!······

Starfall arrows burst out of the string, scattered into nine different locations. This time, both the roar and the potholes created were undoubtedly much smaller.

After the Starfall Arrow exploded, the black flames attached to its surface were shattered into dots of sparks by the powerful impact, and flew away like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Although these sparks look no bigger than a fingernail, once they touch the body of the monster, they can take on the state of a prairie fire, and the monster will be burned into a dried corpse in the middle of a breath.

The number of demonic beasts killed by a Starfall Arrow ranged from dozens to nearly a hundred, although it was more than ten times less than the Black Flame Starfall Arrow, but the sum of nine was five or six hundred.

And with such star-falling arrows, Fang An could shoot thousands of arrows at will. It's just that the power of these star-falling arrows is not very strong, and at most they can only kill the first-order demon marshal, and they are a little powerless against the second-order demon marshal.

In addition to the Starfall Arrow, Fang An's nine ghost swords also flew close to the ground on the battlefield, and the surface of the sword body was surrounded by black flames, harvesting the lives of one demonic beast after another.

Fang An used the power of his divine sense to cast the Ten Thousand Extreme Sword Array, condensed the Star Falling Arrow with his own spiritual power, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he had already slaughtered nearly 10,000 demonic beasts.

At this time, after absorbing the vitality of tens of thousands of demonic beasts, Fang An's right arm finally began to grow rapidly, first white bones grew, then countless flesh and blood grew from the white bones, and finally smooth and tender skin, faintly flashing with dark golden light.

"It's still a lot short!" Fang An looked at the demons on the battlefield, these were all nourishment for him to improve his cultivation.

The immortal golden body was only a small success, and Fang An still had bones and internal organs that had not been refined. When his bones turned into bones, and then cultivated into golden bones with the method of immortal golden body, the immortal golden body would be completed.

After he has entered the Transcendent Three Realms and refined his internal organs, he can use the Five Elements Secret Method to wash the five internal organs, and then he can cultivate the Immortal Golden Body to perfection.

At that time, Fang An was confident that with his physical body alone, he would be able to fight with the powerhouses of the Fetal Spirit Realm······ Maybe you might even be able to go against the sky!

After all, when Fang An's immortal golden body cultivation reached perfection, his cultivation would definitely reach the peak of the transcendent three realms.

The power of divine consciousness possessed by the strong people of the Fetal Spirit Realm, Fang An already had it, and the physical body of the strong person of the Fetal Spirit Realm was far inferior to Fang An's immortal golden body.

The only thing Fang An lacked was his cultivation realm and his spiritual power.

The spiritual power of the powerhouses of the God Transformation Realm is as vast as the vast sea, endless, and basically there will be no situation where the spiritual power is exhausted, which is beyond Fang An's reach.

Fang An's slaughter of the Demon Beast not only shocked the hearts of everyone behind him, but also attracted the attention of the third-order demon commander in the Demon Beast army.

The role of the high-level demon clan in the Demon Beast army was to prevent the transcendent realm spirit master from slaughtering the Demon Beast army too much, so this third-order demon commander naturally couldn't tolerate Fang An's wanton slaughter.

At this moment, there were many True Spirit Incarnations flying in the sky of the battlefield, but this third-order demon commander still found Fang An's location according to the starfall arrow shot by Fang An.

Although the demon commander can't fly, he is not completely helpless against the spirit master in the sky.

I saw that this third-order demon commander pulled out a blood-red spear from behind his back, the muscles of his entire right arm shook, and suddenly increased by a circle, the demonic qi in his body boiled, overflowed out of his body, turned into strange runes and wrapped around the spear, and then threw the spear in his hand towards Fang An.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The third-order demon marshal threw four spears in a row, sealing all of Fang An's dodge positions.

The spear was like four red lightning bolts, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached the body of the goshawk demon.

Fang An turned a blind eye to the spear that attacked, without any intention of dodging, but instead moved his gaze to the body of this third-order demon commander.

A person and a demon looked at each other from a distance of hundreds of feet.

Rumble!

A violent explosion sounded, and it turned out that Chen Ling had come to the body of the goshawk ghost, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd with a length of a zhang in his hand, and easily swept down the four blood-colored spears.

This situation made the third-order demon marshal's heart sink, and he directly urged the demonic beasts under him to retreat backwards. The person who intercepted his attack was obviously a spirit master of the Transcendent Realm Perfection, and such a strong person was beyond his scope to deal with, so he was ready to report to the Demon General.

The aftermath of the explosion hit the goshawk demon in the abdomen, but the goshawk demon did not move. After all, the strength of this third-order demon commander was just a beginner, and he was still a long way from the peak of the third-order order.

Seeing that the third-order demon commander wanted to leave, Fang An let go of the Starfall Ghost Bow in his hand and pinched a sword trick instead.

I saw that the ghost sword that was slaughtering the demonic beasts on the ground suddenly slammed down, emitted a clanging sword sound, and then gathered together, fused into a giant sword, and flew directly towards the third-order demon marshal.

Where the giant sword passed, the earth roared, leaving a three-foot-deep chasm, but all the demons who got closer were all cut into pieces by the bursting sword qi.

In the face of such a mighty situation, this third-order demon commander was so frightened that his soul was full of fear, and he directly stepped on the demonic beast under him with one foot, and his body jumped dozens of feet away.

But how could his speed be compared to the speed of the giant sword, I saw that before this third-order demon commander landed, the giant sword had already come to his side.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, the third-order demon marshal had to roar angrily, forcibly twisting his body in midair, his whole body was filled with majestic demonic energy, and he raised his fists and smashed towards the giant sword.

Yikes!

A small voice sounded, like a sharp blade cutting through the papyrus, and then the body of this third-order demon commander fell in two pieces from the middle.

The corpse fell to the ground, splashing a little blood and mud, and the black flames burned silently, covering the unbelievable eyes of the third-order demon marshal.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!······

After slaying the third-order demon commander, the giant sword was once again split into nine three-foot ghost swords, continuing to slaughter the endless demonic beasts on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling and the other guards were shocked in their hearts, it was a genuine third-order demon commander, even if the strength was not very strong among the third-order demon commanders, but it was a little too simple to die.

Fang An's cultivation was just the first time he had entered the transcendent second realm, and the giant sword slashed through, but the dignified third-order demon handsome was like a pig and a dog, and he was easily divided.

I really don't know what kind of secret technique this flying sword is, Chen Ling, as the leader of Qing Yu'er's escort army, cultivates as a half-step god-turning existence, and his strength and status are not low in the entire Kyushu.

He had practiced for more than a thousand years, and his vision was definitely not shallow, but he had never seen such a powerful secret art.

Although the Fang clan has the art of transforming into a ghost, it is absolutely impossible to possess such power. Even the most powerful bloodline secret technique in the Kyushu royal family is probably a little inferior to this flying sword.