With one enemy and two opponents, the opponents are two immortal powerhouses, Fang Lin still has the upper hand, with such combat power, there are not many people in the world.

It can be said that the current Fang Lin is already one of the strongest people in the contemporary human race.

Young Daoist and Situ Old Ancestor were both masters in the early stage of immortality, and their cultivation was far superior to Fang Lin, but in addition to this aspect of cultivation, they were inferior to Fang Lin in other aspects.

Needless to say, Fang Lin's true dragon physique was simply outrageously strong, even if a young Taoist used yin and yang to improve his physique, there was no way to compare with Fang Lin.

As for the strong aura, Fang Lin had eight ancient lamps of the Flame God as the background, the strength of the aura could be said to be endless, coupled with the power of the holy tree filling his body, Fang Lin's whole person could almost fight tirelessly, whether it was entangled with consumption or a hard-fought physical confrontation, Fang Lin could be called powerful.

Seeing that Fang Lin was so powerful, Situ Ancestor's expression became a little more solemn, and with a wave of his hand, a mighty aura surged out of his body.

Confucianism is peerless!

An ink-colored palm print fell from the heavenly dome with a terrifying momentum that made all beings tremble, and pressed down towards Fang Lin.

The power of this palm, even the Great Immortal could not bear it, and he would be crushed to death on the spot.

Not only that, the young Taoist once again pinched the seal trick by hand, and the thunderclouds gathered, and it was the thunder trick that was unleashed.

"It's a good time!" Fang Lin was full of pride, and the Qilin Fist burst out, roaring with the ancient beast Qilin, and the fist print and the Qilin Phantom Shadow went towards the vast heavenly palm at the same time.

Bang!!!

The next moment, the fists collided, and the Qilin Phantom burst out with amazing power, tearing the palm print directly, and there was no way to fall on Fang Lin at all.

Situ Old Ancestor's expression remained unchanged, although the power of the Haotian Palm was strong, it was naturally not difficult for Fang Lin's strength to block this palm.

What he did was just to give the young Taoist the opportunity to perform the Thunder Guarding Technique.

Fang Lin's biggest reliance was the True Dragon Physique, and the Young Daoist and Situ Old Ancestor also knew that ordinary methods were fundamentally useless to Fang Lin, and only the Dao Gate Thunder Method, which had the strongest killing power, could break Fang Lin's True Dragon Physique.

In terms of killing methods, neither Confucianism nor Buddhism has a secret method as powerful as the Daomen Lei Fa.

At this moment, the thunderclouds converged, and without giving Fang Lin the slightest time to breathe, a purple light suddenly fell, like a purple thunder giant sword, slashing at Fang Lin's heavenly spirit.

At this moment, Fang Lin was hit hard, and his figure fell downward, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were lost for a moment.

"Good opportunity!" Situ Old Ancestor said secretly in his heart, and his figure appeared in front of Fang Lin, and a strong palm was imprinted on Fang Lin's heart.

Fang Lin's figure flew out upside down, and there seemed to be blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but Situ Old Ancestor didn't continue to make a move on Fang Lin, because Fang Lin's eyes had already regained their clarity.

But at this time, the thunder and lightning fell again, like the hands of heaven and man, and the purple thunder gathered into a huge fist seal, which smashed directly on Fang Lin's back.

Fang Lin's whole person was smashed into the seawater, and the flames that were originally surging around him seemed to dim.

"Thunder borrows the power of water, and the power of thunder is stronger!" said the young man, waving the dust, and the thunder and lightning returned.

With a bang, the purple thunderbolt fell into the sea, chasing after Fang Lin who was under the sea, and everyone saw that the sea water exploded, and Fang Lin escaped from the sea in embarrassment, with faint traces of blood on his body.

"Good!"

"This guy is finally going to swallow the bitter fruit!"

"How can he resist my Daomen Leifa?"

"Kill him! Avenge the unsuccessful death of my three sects!"

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Seeing Fang Lin being beaten so miserably, many people on both sides of Confucianism and Taoism cheered, looking forward to Fang Lin being killed here, as long as Fang Lin died, the three sects would be one less big trouble, and there was no need to worry about Fang Lin coming to seek revenge again in the future.

"Where to go?" Situ Lao Zu shouted, and a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve, and he saw the picture scroll spread out above the sky, and a pillar of light sprinkled down, trapping Fang Lin who wanted to escape in the pillar of light.

Fang Lin kept bombarding the pillar of light, but that pillar of light was extremely strong, and Fang Lin couldn't rush out at all in a short period of time.

Rumble!!!

Another thunderbolt came towards Fang Lin, more powerful than the previous thunderbolts.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth, he had nowhere to hide under the constraints of the scroll, so he could only use his body to regret it again.

Seeing that the purple light spread out in the sky, drowning Fang Lin's entire person in the turbulent thunder tide, as if Fang Lin had been torn apart by countless fine thunderbolts.

However, both Old Ancestor Situ and the Young Daoist could feel that Fang Lin's aura was still there, and it hadn't weakened much.

"What a powerful boy, he has suffered so many thunders, but he can still be so vigorous!" Situ Old Ancestor said, looking at Fang Lin who was overwhelmed by the thunder, a trace of eagerness appeared in his eyes.

The young Taoist seemed to see what Situ Old Ancestor was thinking at the moment, and shook it slightly, but he didn't say much.

Fang Lin was in the midst of violent thunder and lightning, like a lone sail in the middle of a huge sea, as if it would capsize at any moment.

But Fang Lin's face was filled with a hint of a smile, even though his face looked a little pale at the moment, and there were still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.

Only Fang Lin himself knew how much he enjoyed all this at this moment, the thrashing of himself by the power of thunder and lightning made Fang Lin reach the critical moment of breakthrough.

"Since I'm going to pretend, then I'll pretend to be some more. Fang Lin thought in his heart, then closed his eyes, and the whole person fell down weakly, his face was as ugly as gold paper, and his aura was much weaker than just now.

"He can't hold on, and two more bolts of lightning will kill him. When Situ Old Ancestor saw this scene, he immediately said to the young Taoist.

The young Taoist nodded, and the dust waved twice in a row, and he saw that the power of two thunderbolts appeared at the same time, and converged in one place, forming an unprecedented huge thunderbolt.

But then this huge thunderbolt continued to shrink and became only the size of a baby's head, but the terrifying aura contained in it was that even the scalp of an immortal powerhouse like Situ Lao Zu was tingling.

Purple Thunder Gives Birth to Lotus! Lotus Opens Nine Petals!

The young Taoist gasped slightly, don't look at the light wind when he cast the thunder method, but after all, the thunder method is different from ordinary martial arts, it is a certain degree of understanding of the heaven and earth avenue, and it can only be displayed, and the consumption of himself is very amazing.

This nine-petal purple thunder lotus is already the most powerful form of his thunder method, and after this move, it will be very reluctant to condense thunder and lightning again.

But the young Daoist believed that with the nine-petal Purple Thunder Lotus, it was enough to bombard the badly injured Fang Lin. The nine-petal purple thunder lotus floated towards Fang Lin, and the aura of destruction that vaguely diffused from the purple lotus flower shocked everyone present.

"Hurry up and stay away!" the black-robed master immediately said loudly, and at that moment, all the Dao Sect masters retreated one after another, and they had been withdrawing for thousands of miles, even so, everyone in the Dao Sect was still a little uneasy in their hearts.

And the Lingwu Chess Sect also took immediate action, and the entire sect was held away from here by the huge chessboard, for fear that the power of the Purple Thunder Lotus would affect the Lingwu Chess Sect.

Fang Lin barely opened his eyes, watching the nine-petal purple thunder lotus coming towards him, and he also felt the terrifying aura of this thing, and his face showed a hint of panic.

But in the bottom of his heart, he was secretly happy, and he couldn't wait for the whole person to pounce directly on the nine-petal purple thunder lotus.

Of course, Fang Lin still had to pretend to be decent, if those two people saw the clue at this moment and took the nine-petal purple thunder lotus back, then Fang Lin would be embarrassed.

The nine-petal purple thunder lotus finally arrived in front of Fang Lin, and saw that Fang Lin was desperately fleeing, but he was still instantly enveloped by infinite purple light.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth seemed to be shaken, Fang Lin's figure disappeared all of a sudden, and there was even a faint scream of pain.

The terrifying purple thunder and lightning swept through the nine heavens, and the sea area within a radius of thousands of miles was affected, and the sea water instantly steamed I don't know how much, and I don't know how many sea beasts were tragically affected, anyway, there were dense and incomplete and charred black sea beast corpses floating on the surface of the sea.

Even if the masters of Confucianism and Taoism retreated to a very far place, they still suffered some ripples to a greater or lesser extent, but fortunately, they were only injured, and no one died because of this.

The Black and White Palm Sect also made a move to block a lot of the aftermath of the purple thunder just now, even if the two of them were half-step immortal cultivators, their faces were also pale, obviously in order to block the residual power of the purple thunder, it was also extremely expensive.

"With such terrifying strength, even if Fang Lin is physically amazing, he will definitely die!" said the black-robed master in a deep voice.

The white-robed master nodded and said, "The power of the nine-petal purple thunder lotus is already the ultimate in the thunder battle, and only Uncle Shi can use it to this extent in the entire Dao Sect. ”

"I don't know when I'll be able to cultivate to the point where my uncle is like this. The black-robed master said with some emotion.

The white-robed master smiled: "With your and my qualifications, if you want to truly step into the immortal realm, I am afraid that it may be very difficult to have another thousand years of precipitation. ”

The black-robed master stopped talking, and looked at the center of the purple thunder eruption in the distance.

Everyone was also looking there, waiting for Fang Lin's appearance, or the appearance of Fang Lin's corpse.

Almost no one thought that Fang Lin still had the possibility of surviving, after all, the previous few thunderbolts had obviously overwhelmed Fang Lin, and the power of this last nine-petal purple thunder lotus was so terrifying, how could Fang Lin at the end of the strong crossbow survive?

The power of the purple thunder that erupted did not dissipate for a long time, and everyone was not in a hurry, the longer this purple thunder lasted, the stronger the strength, and the lower the chance of Fang Lin surviving.

When the purple thunder gradually dispersed, everyone's eyes were very focused, all looking at the same place.

"Sure enough, it's dead!" someone exclaimed.

Fang Lin turned into a mass of charcoal, not even a human form, his breath was cut off, and his life was completely gone, as if he were a corpse.

The young Daoist and Situ Old Ancestor glanced at each other, and they both let out a sigh of relief, and after so much effort, they finally killed Fang Lin.

"This son is finally dead, and my three sects are missing a great disaster. Situ Old Ancestor said, but his eyes were staring at the mass of coke.

He was fighting this coke idea, to be precise, Fang Lin's physical idea.

After all, the degree of Fang Lin's physical body was too powerful, and Situ Old Ancestor really wanted to get Fang Lin's physical strength to make himself go further.

"Brother Situ, everything is too much. The young Taoist said this meaningfully.

Situ Lao Zu turned a deaf ear, and when his body moved, he was about to go towards the mass of coke.

The young Taoist frowned slightly, trying to stop his actions, but with a little hesitation, he didn't stop him.

Just as Situ Old Ancestor was about to approach the mass of coke, his face suddenly changed, and then he retreated directly to the rear.

"Huh?" The young Taoist was also shocked when he saw Situ Old Ancestor like this.

"How can this be?" said Situ Old Ancestor as he stepped back, his face full of disbelief.

"What's going on?" asked the young Taoist as he hurriedly approached.

Without waiting for Situ Lao Zu to answer, the young Taoist also understood, because from the coke that seemed to be cut off, there was a surging heartbeat sound.

"Isn't he still alive?" The young Daoist's face instantly became extremely ugly, could it be that he could not kill the nine-petal purple thunder lotus with the most powerful Thunder Technique?

Click!

Outside of the coke, a crack suddenly appeared, and then the crack became larger and larger, like the scene before the silkworm chrysalis broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly.

At the same time, the majestic aura between heaven and earth poured into this crack, as if there was some kind of existence in it, which was seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

"How is this possible?" Everyone on both sides of Confucianism and Taoism was also shocked, that Fang Lin was not dead yet.

At this moment, the unimaginable vitality that emerged from the coke was like a muffled thunder, and the sound of heartbeat resounded between heaven and earth.

The True Dragon Phantom and the Qilin Phantom appeared at the same time, emitting bursts of high-pitched sounds, causing countless demon beasts in the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas to respond.

Far away in the Ancient Demon Ridge of the Nine Kingdoms, Qi Tian Demon Saint's gaze looked at the far east, and there was a trace of expectation in his golden eyes.

"This kid, the progress is really fast. Qi Tian Demon Saint muttered, and his eyes fell on the Demon Clan's holy tree not far away.

In the deepest part of the Seven Seas, the barren sea where none of the three sects had ever stepped in, the three figures who had been watching for a long time were all staring at Fang Lin because of Fang Lin's mutation.

"After less than thirty years of cultivation, I entered the Great Immortal Life. A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and there was a woman among the three.

"Can't help but want to make a move?" said the man, shrouded in golden light.

"Let's take a look at it again. The woman's voice was calm.

"If this son doesn't die, then the three sects will be finished. The other's voice was a little languid.

"No, it won't. The woman's tone was indifferent, revealing a high and cold meaning.

The coke cracked, and Fang Lin walked out of it, his body was filled with a faint halo, and his face seemed to be a little younger, looking like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

And Fang Lin's realm also truly stepped into the realm of Great Immortality at this moment.

"Thank you for the gift. Fang Lin grinned and said with a smile at Situ Old Ancestor and the young Daoist.