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A palace.

Mangyu's immortal eyes contained contemplation.

The posture shown by Fang Cheng is already shocking and unique.

Mangyu is immortal, and he does not hesitate to predict and conjecture with the highest limit, and figure out the future height of Fang Cheng.

The Holy Spirit of the celestial bodies will enter the High Realm Lord Venerable.

So, what is the limit of Fang Cheng, which is far beyond the heavenly body and the Holy Spirit, to be reached?

At the top, I'm afraid not really.

Xeon, there is a great possibility.

The pinnacle of the Realm Lord Venerable is the pinnacle of the Realm Lord Venerable, and it is the ultimate majesty of the Realm Lord Domain Energy.

Above the top, it should be the strongest.

The strongest realm lord is immortal.

A high-ranking realm lord venerable, Mangyu Immortal can be despised or even ignored.

But in the face of Fang Cheng, a Fang Cheng who had great possibilities and was ranked with him as an immortal existence, Mang Yu no longer ignored or ignored it.

He must be taken seriously.

As an immortal existence that has survived for tens of billions of years, Mang Yu has long seen through the only fundamental of the Eternal Universe and the Endless Universe - combat power.

The strong and mighty one dominates everything and has everything.

It is absolutely impossible to offend a Fang Cheng who is very likely to step into an immortal existence for the sake of a mere lower realm master, Mang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ultimately.

Go back to the cause.

He speaks, but he only has grievances and entanglements with Cang Immortal.

"Fang Cheng. ”

Mangyu Immortal said lightly.

Even if the relationship is détente, it is not now.

Such an incredible, the number one celestial body cultivator in the past and present, how solidified was Fang Cheng's realm when he broke through to the realm master?

A smile appeared at the corner of Mangyu's mouth:

"If you can't break through the realm master, it's also a matter of course. ”

Beyond the limits, above the shackles, admittedly terrifying.

But the price given by this is also extremely severe, and it remains to be seen if Fang Cheng can break through to the Realm Lord Throne.

——

An endless group of palaces, inside the main palace.

Ding, ding, ding, ding.

The sound of space shattering resounded endlessly.

The power of the space god shines brightly in the universe.

The silver-haired man and the immortal stared down with complicated eyes, and the light in his eyes showed a puzzled look.

Fang Cheng slashed the curse gold.

It shattered the universe.

Cang Yan shook his head slightly, feeling a little apprehensive.

As an immortal being, he actually lost his judgment and lost his eyesight.

As early as forty-three seconds ago, he was still sighing softly: It's a pity that a high-ranking realm lord venerable after 10,000 years.

However, what is the situation now?

The current situation - Fang Cheng of the celestial stratum has decided his grievances and grievances in life and death, and killed the realm lord with three swords.

Cang's eyes were contemplative.

Who would have imagined the outcome of such a war?

Even if you are immortal, you have to make mistakes.

But—

Cang Yi frowned.

The space gods flowed for hundreds of millions of miles, and the space powder gradually turned to solidify, and the void recovered.

Towards Fang Cheng's attitude, he was only afraid that he would have to change a little, and with Fang Cheng's strong attitude, he could be called a quasi-immortal existence.

But.

"With Fang Cheng's incredible celestial level combat power, the Realm Universe must be extremely strong and powerful. It's still to be considered. ”

He closed his eyes.

——

Upper Huancheng Center.

A light cluster containing destruction and vitality, destruction and creation, and endless magnificence trembled slightly.

A thin man with black one-horns, white eyebrows and white hair appeared with a pair of white eyes.

He is Guangyu immortal.

Guangyu Immortal dusted off his white robe and chuckled: "I don't know, what happened to this little guy, it's a little surprising." ”

Guangyu's fingers shine brightly.

This light, which does not know the color, does not know the luminosity, and even all the light around the light is sucked in.

It's like a glowing black hole.

Boom.

Guangyu immortal points out white rays.

A magnificent and endless will resounded throughout the city.

'Fang Cheng's opportunities and opportunities cannot be coveted or plundered. ’

The sound is heard in a thousand ways.

The will is ringing.

Every Realm Lord Venerable in Upper Circle, and even immortal beings, have heard and known about it.

Inside a mansion.

The fiery red robe, the Lord Venerable of the Fire Realm, Dan Zhu, smiled astringently.

"Covetous?

"Fang Cheng slashed to death with three swords, and he is also respected as a lower realm lord, how many swords can I withstand Fang Cheng? It is estimated that it is also three swords. ”

The green-robed woman who was sitting on the side and sipped Yin black tea also shook her head and said nothing.

Fang Cheng's terrifying combat power has been revealed.

Even if there is any chance that shocks the universe, it has nothing to do with them.

Another courtyard.

A black robe, wrapped in a mysterious and strange figure.

The breeze was blowing, and the black robe was raised.

The figure inside the robe was actually a black rumbling, unimaginable mist structure, and in the mist, an eye suddenly opened.

Greedy and wild, eye-seeping!

But again, resentment is unwilling!

Guangyu's immortal will, who dares to openly disobey?

But.

With the celestial hierarchy, what did Fang Cheng rely on to kill the realm master?

It is very likely that it is a profound chance encounter, even if the black robe is misty, as a middle realm lord venerable, he is also greedy.

Of course.

Immortal existence, eternal and eternal, does not care at all about these so-called chances.

Immortal existence, the practice of endless time, walking on thin ice, the way of the strongest and strongest, thousands of tempering, ten thousand deaths and ten thousand lives.

What talent, what resources, after reaching immortality, is not worth mentioning at all.

"Whew. ”

The black-robed mist suddenly expanded and contracted, sizzling and cold.

Immortality can not care, or even encourage support, praise and praise.

But the Realm Lord is different.

This put them, the realm lords who have been suffering for billions of years, and have not been able to move an inch-

Where?

This made them, the realm lords who were disheartened and unable to advance their cultivation again-

How willingly?

"Tsk, Fang Cheng!" The black-robed mist hissed sharply, and the sound was eerie, vibrating the spatial substance, echoing in the courtyard.

Meanwhile.

A courtyard in the upper city, under the shadows.

The two figures are like statues that have not moved for thousands of years, standing in dead silence.

"With the respect of our realm lords, we have never seen such a terrifying, bizarre, grotesque and mysterious celestial class, it is really unimaginable. A hoarse voice rang out.

Another voice rang out abruptly.

"It's more than that!"

"Fang Cheng is here, he is only about thirty years old this year!"

"What is it that causes such beings to be born in the universe?"

For a moment, darkness pervaded.

Two crazy and greedy eyes full of darkness and depth focused together.

"What exactly?"

"I want to know!"

——

Middle-World City.

Zhonghuantai.

Fang Cheng's expression moved, and his cold and indifferent voice seemed to be a volley of the sun and the stars, sweeping away all the oscillating aftermath on the Zhonghuan platform.

"Sichen. ”

He sighed softly.

The deceased, the friendship of the past, is unbearable.

Kiss.

Fang Cheng stepped forward, and on the Zhonghuan platform, the space was distorted and rippling.

It seems to be a colorless, formless, and massless whirlpool, descending on the world of heaven and earth, Fang Cheng stepped into it with one foot, and returned to the thirty-ninth hanging peak.

Kill the cursed gold, the anti-slaughter realm master, what is there to be happy about?

The dead are gone, and they are sad, what room can be recovered?

——

Upper Huancheng, a courtyard.

An indigo breeze shook suddenly.

An old man with indigo hair appears in shape.

He is the Scenery Ancestor of the Light Wing Clan, the Wind Belongs to the Quasi-Realm Lord, the Scenery Wing!

"Huh?"

"Sichen?"

"What does Fang Cheng mean by him?"

As soon as Fengjingyi's eyes closed and opened, messages flashed through his heart, and speculation and thoughts rose in his mind.

"Little girl Sichen, she is cursing the universe and has been stationed on a mission for three years, could it be that something happened?"

The scenery wing's eyes leaked a cold glow.

Suddenly.

Breezes, breezes, strong winds, hurricanes, and false winds blow and blow, and the wind shakes the heavens and the earth.

"Could it be that something happened to Sichen?"

The wind belongs to the quasi-realm lord and the scenery wing, and after a turn of thinking, according to the sadness implied by Fang Cheng's light sigh, he basically analyzed the beginning and end of the matter.

"Actually!"

"Rush to the crown and be angry! Kill the realm lord with a knife! But for Sichen!"

Fengguang Yi pursed his lips and slapped his palm.

A crystal bead glowing with brilliance suddenly appeared in the palm of the scenery wing.

The sparkling beads shine and shimmer, dazzling and colorful.

Fengguang Yi was stunned.

"This true life pearl is a treasure specially found for Sichen's little girl, which can be explored and determined by life and death. ”

"The true life bead is dim, and the master of its collusion will also die. ”

But at this time.

Looking at the constantly flickering crystal beads, Fengguang Yi smiled bitterly and touched his chin.

"Is there something wrong?"