When Fang Ming heard this, his face showed disdain, raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said lightly: "One day, I don't need you to come, I will come to you and let you kneel on the ground to sing and conquer!" ”

Naturally, the phantom had never heard the song of conquest, but he still understood the meaning of the word conquest.

He is the master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion, the immortal realm, and the top existence in the True Yuan Continent.

Actually provoked by an ant-like figure?

It's a shame!

Although it was just an ant, the phantom felt like a fish in his throat no matter how he thought about it, and it was very uncomfortable.

Especially when I think of the opportunity I got after ten years of planning, I was destroyed by an ant.

Uncomfortable at the same time, even more angry!

I have been in the Immortal Realm for thousands of years, and if I can't collect the power of faith, I won't be able to condense my personality.

If you can't condense your personality, you can't achieve true immortals.

If you can't achieve true immortals, you can't fly to the immortal realm.

If you can't fly to the immortal realm, you can only stay in the True Yuan Continent, and if you stay in the True Yuan Continent, sooner or later, your life will come to an end, and you will turn into dust.

At that time, even if it is an immortal realm, what is the use?

After 10,000 years, it will still be forgotten by the world, and all efforts will turn into bubbles, without the slightest meaning.

Therefore – to be immortal you must condense the Person! Must be a true immortal! Must ascend to the Immortal Realm!

However, in the True Yuan Continent, every immortal realm power has its own territory.

If you want to collect the power of faith, you can only collect it on your own territory, and if you cross the line, it will definitely cause conflicts and cause more trouble.

The true identity of the phantom is the pavilion master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion of the True Yuan Continent.

His territory is the Imperial Beast Pavilion.

The Imperial Beast Pavilion was next to the Lingyun Sword Sect.

And the sect master of the Lingyun Sword Sect, the sword master attacked, domineering, and difficult to deal with.

On the other side is the Ten Thousand Demon Country, the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom knows just by listening to the name, and it is even more incompatible with the Imperial Beast Pavilion, and it is impossible to collect the power of faith.

Therefore, the Pavilion Master of the Royal Beast Pavilion could only focus on other worlds.

To put it bluntly, the power of faith is the power of luck, and the power of luck is the power of the laws of the world.

If you can find a world that can descend, even if this world lacks spiritual energy, it is enough to provide a large amount of power of world laws, so that an immortal realm can condense its personality and achieve true immortals, it is not a big problem.

The Pavilion Master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion spent a lot of time and energy in order to find other worlds.

It wasn't until ten years ago that World Two was found.

In his eyes, World No. 2 lacked spiritual energy, and had just been invaded by other worlds, and people's hearts were fluctuating, just right for collecting the power of faith.

In order to descend on World No. 2, he spent an unknown amount of money to establish contact with Yao Zhengdao, and taught Yao Zhengdao the Taoism of the Imperial Beast Pavilion to help him establish a demon sales group in this wasteland.

Then, with the help of the power of the demon sales group, draw a magic circle to welcome your own arrival.

Originally, everything was going smoothly, but he didn't expect that a Fang Ming would suddenly appear and disrupt all his plans.

How could he not hate Fang Ming?

"Mole ants! Tell me your name! ”

The cold eyes of the Pavilion Master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion stared at Fang Ming deadly.

And at this moment, Fang Ming was concentrating on smashing Yao Zhengdao's head, again and again, not bothering to pay attention to him at all.

Lao Tzu is not stupid, he is provocative, and he still keeps his own name, isn't this looking for trouble?

You shout, Lao Tzu is too lazy to care about you!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

I only heard a muffled sound.

Yao Zhengdao gradually underwent some changes, and more and more scars appeared on his face, like a vase about to crack, all of them were cracked.

At the same time, the light of the pillar of light became weaker and weaker, and the phantom in the middle became fainter and fainter.

Whether it was the employees of the three super forces or the warriors of the Great Chu Empire, they were all staring at the phantom in mid-air at this moment, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The phantom seems to be getting fading away......

Could His Majesty really be able to prevent him from coming?

Your Majesty!

Even such a powerful phantom is nothing in front of His Majesty!

When the major legions and millions of soldiers saw this scene, their faces were overjoyed, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.

When the employees of the three super forces saw this scene, their hearts gradually sank.

They never imagined that the situation that they would have won would change so much because of the appearance of one person.

To this day, they still find it unbelievable.

But whether they accept it or not, it is the case.

The power of the bloodline has been completely cut off, and the medium of Yao Zhengdao has been constantly hit hard, and the illusion has completely lost the possibility!

Fang Ming didn't let his guard down, and still swung his fist again and again.

Although he was already in the foundation realm, he still felt tired after punching so frequently, and every punch was with all his strength.

His arm was also sore.

But he didn't stop.

As long as the phantom remains, the danger remains.

He will never rest until he clears the danger!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a muffled sound, like a heavy hammer smashing into the heart of the Pavilion Master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion.

At this moment, he finally accepted the facts...... I have been planning my advent plan for so many years, but I have failed.

The reason for the failure is all because of this mole ant!

The Pavilion Master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion stared at Fang Ming deadly, bloodshot eyes appeared, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mole Ant!" I swear! Within ten years, you will be wiped out by the Nine Clans! Crush your bones to ashes! ”

The oath of the Immortal Realm is not made casually.

They have been able to touch the laws of the world.

Every sentence faintly contains the power of the laws of the world, and such a solemn oath will be witnessed by the way of heaven.

If one day, he can't fulfill his vow, and he will definitely suffer a backlash!

Of course, it also has to do with what you swear.

A foundation building realm like Fang Ming, in front of the immortal realm, was just an ant.

The oath made to the ants didn't produce much backlash, at most it was uncomfortable for a few days, and that's it.

However, being able to swear is enough to show that the Imperial Beast Pavilion Master's hatred for Fang Ming has reached a certain level.

...... Even at the cost of backlash, he must express his anger.

And Fang Ming seemed unimpressed.

Just glanced at him and said leisurely: "I am waiting for you." ”

The breezy look and tone seemed to be that he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

This ant ...... How dare you despise this seat!

When the Pavilion Master of the Imperial Beast Pavilion saw this scene, he was naturally even more angry.

It's just that this time he didn't have a chance to express his anger again.

Because with Fang Ming's attack, the last bit of bloodline power in Yao Zhengdao's body had also dissipated.

The established passage is completely disconnected.

After all, his doppelganger failed to descend on World Two.

The pillars of light, the phantoms, and the invisible pressure between heaven and earth completely disappeared at this moment, as if they had never appeared before.

And the original position of the pillar of light.

Fang Ming stood in place, his back looking incomparably majestic.

In the next second, countless cheers drowned him out.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"