Open your hands and embrace the iron law.

The expression of enjoyment on Fang Lang's face made Li Zhengyang, who was concerned about this scene, look confused.

It's like looking at a monster.

Enjoy the Iron Law...... What is there to enjoy about Iron Law?

This is the killing brought by the iron law, and it will kill people!

Li Zhengyang thought at first that this was Fang Lang's stubbornness, but soon, he found out that he was wrong, Fang Lang was really enjoying it.

Li Zhengyang couldn't help but be speechless, Xuanyuan Taihua ...... What kind of monster disciple is this.

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……

Fang Lang felt as if his soul was about to explode.

The violent feeling of swelling was about to stretch open his mind, and the barrier that shrouded the entire consciousness was constantly cracking in the face of the attack of iron law!

Fang Lang provoked the iron law, not because he was rampant, on the contrary, Fang Lang cared very much about the iron law, because he cared, so he would provoke.

Fang Lang's soul has the protection temporarily provided by the system, and it can be invincible.

However, it can only be as if the power of a blow.

And there are three arrows in the iron law, if they come one by one, Fang Lang will definitely die.

Even if the fetters he is bound to now, the Demon Saintess and the Demon Clan's Demon Son Chi Yun, the bloodline awakens, so that Fang Lang's fetters are stacked and cultivated, comparable to the nine grades.

But......

On the iron law, it is still a dead word.

Therefore, Fang Lang must make full use of his only invincibility.

Greatly drains the power of the Iron Law.

Because Fang Lang once entered the inner part of the Iron Law, Xuanyuan Taihua also said that there are extremely terrifying monsters banned in the Iron Law.

Therefore, Fang Lang speculated that this iron-clad arrow may also be consciously manipulating.

There is a terrifying existence behind the iron law!

Therefore, Fang Lang chose to provoke, provoke the other party, provoke the other party, and let the other party completely condense the power of the iron law in the first blow.

Fang Lang understands a law, energy is conserved.

The power of the three arrows should be the same, the power of the first arrow skyrockets, and the power of the remaining two arrows will weaken accordingly.

This is Fang Lang's grasp and the grasp of the iron law.

Nevertheless.

Fang Lang still felt that he had underestimated the power of the Iron Law.

Even if there was invincible protection, Fang Lang still felt that his mind seemed to be pierced by an arrow!

Rumble!!!

Fang Lang slowly straightened his waist and propped up the blood-colored pillar of light.

The ground around him, the dirt is crumbling, and the roots of the trees are upside down!

Everything is in annihilation!

Annihilate in the energy of the blood-colored pillar of light!

At this moment, others also reacted.

Jiang Linglong, Ni Wen, Yan Keqing and others all stared, and they could see that Fang Lang was not dead!

And was not killed by the Iron Law in one hit!

He stood up with the pillar of blood-colored light descended from the Iron Legal!

It's like a mortal body, carrying the power of God!

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

Yan Keqing muttered.

Li Zhengyang smiled bitterly.

The shock that this young man brought to them was too great.

In the past, one person fought alone in a thousand armies, but now he carries the iron law by himself!

At such a young age, how can you be such a monster!

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How the world thinks of him and how to understand him, Fang Lang doesn't know.

At this moment, Fang Lang felt his brain buzzing, which was the fluctuation formed by the power of the iron law exploding in his mind!

The invincible protection brought by the system began to slowly disappear.

However, the aftermath has not dissipated.

The power of the iron law, like a stirring current, was surging in Fang Lang's mind!

It's like a big river is flowing!

Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts are constantly getting stronger!

After the power of the iron law and the power of protection cancel each other, they turn into spiritual thoughts.

Therefore, Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts are growing!

The reason why Fang Lang enjoyed it was because of the absorption and growth of spiritual thoughts, and the power of the iron law was transformed into his own strength, what a refreshing thing!

However, soon, Fang Lang couldn't continue to be cool.

Because......

The spiritual power transformed by the power of iron law is too strong, too much, too fierce!

It's like a huge wave crashing!

Fang Lang felt that his soul might be annihilated in this huge wave!

A life-and-death crisis!

There is a life-and-death crisis that is supported to death!

In the blood-colored pillar of light, Fang Lang closed his eyes and devoted himself to the control of his spiritual thoughts.

He must control the surging spiritual thoughts, once the spiritual thoughts are out of control, his spirit will be shattered into pieces, and his will will will be torn to pieces!

Blood spilled from the mouth and nose, and blood spurted from the seven orifices.

Fang Lang's body swayed, as if he couldn't stabilize his body.

All around, everyone who was paying attention to Fang Lang was discolored.

They can feel the steep turn of the Fang Lang state!

"Oops! He can't bear it! ”

"The power of the iron law...... It's still too powerful, it's like the power of a god, Fang Lang will die! ”

Yan Keqing sighed.

Jiang Linglong's eyes tightened, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Ni Wen's face was also pale, but she didn't know what to do.

The disciples and powerhouses of the Mai Sect were all talking to each other, constantly communicating, and they looked at the crumbling figure in the blood-colored pillar of light, and their expressions were full of regret.

Obviously, they also saw that Fang Lang was about to lose his bearing.

Li Zhengyang was suspended in the air, as the strongest person present, only he could see the cattiness.

Fang Lang did show signs of not working.

Even infinitely close to death.

However, Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts were constantly getting stronger, and this speed of getting stronger made Li Zhengyang, who was known for his way of magic, feel a little palpitating.

"This kid...... It's not that you're forced to die by the power of the iron law, this kid...... It looks like I'm going to be strung to death! ”

Li Zhengyang muttered.

He didn't know what to say.

He didn't expect that Fang Lang would feel death in such a way.

The thousands of troops did not make Fang Lang feel death.

The iron law's killing blow did not make Fang Lang feel death.

This kid...... It was in the midst of the signs of death that I felt death.

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Fang Lang felt like he was about to die, his soul seemed to be shattered and torn apart.

Every inch of skin in the body is aching, and every cell is exploding!

There was too much spiritual power transformed out, and Fang Lang's body, as a container, was simply unable to resist so much spiritual power.

After the seven orifices bled out, Fang Lang's internal organs seemed to be exploding.

Keep blowing up the fluffy blood.

"Are you going to die......"

Fang Lang was dazed, his consciousness seemed to have fallen into boundless darkness, sinking and sinking towards the abyss.

However, just when the will is about to die.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a little bit of light flickering.

It was like a firefly converging, and finally, it turned into a stream of light and shadow.

Fang Lang looked at these fireflies curiously, raised his hand, and the fireflies wrapped around his fingertips.

Suddenly, it soared into the sky.

In Fang Lang's line of sight, the light and shadow of the human figure converged.

That appearance was Fang Lang's earliest bound object, Ni Wen.

It seems to reflect Ni Wen's life, abandoned by her father, dependent on her mother, and struggling to survive in the world.

But despite this, she still did not give up her practice.

Fang Lang looked at it and couldn't help grinning.

"Little Wenzi ......"

Subsequently, the light and shadow changed again, becoming Jiang Linglong.

Fang Lang saw Lao Jiang's stubbornness, constantly chasing his footsteps, constantly cultivating, gritting his teeth and cultivating the Four Seasons Sword Technique, swinging his sword tens of thousands of times a day, in order to catch up with his pace Fang Lang.

The light and shadow kept changing, and Fang Lang saw Wen Ting.

Ten years of raising a sword, every day suffering from the pain of sword qi soul devouring, just because there is a sharp spirit in his heart.

That's the sharpness of a swordsman!

Fang Lang maintained a cross-legged posture and sat cross-legged in the bottomless abyss.

The surrounding lights and shadows, the objects of bondage, sat around him.

Fang Lang's heart suddenly became firm.

Everyone is working hard to cultivate, and they are constantly stumbling on the path of cultivation, how can other Fang Lang choose to give up because he encounters a little difficulty?

Even if you die, you have to die with dignity.

Strung to death...... What is it?!

was known by Xiao Wenzi and Lao Jiang, and they still had to be laughed to death?

Therefore, Fang Lang began to control the surging spiritual thoughts little by little, even if his body was full of cracks like a porcelain doll about to shatter under the agitation of spiritual thoughts.

In the face of the soaring like the sea, the spiritual power that wants to break through the consciousness.

Fang Lang chose one method, and that was "compression".

Constant compression, compression......

Only by compression can we find a way to live!

Time passed bit by bit.

It seems that the blood-colored pillar of light that runs through the heavens and the earth begins to gradually taper and disappear......

And Fang Lang, who was holding the blood-colored pillar of light, seemed to have calmed down, and his body no longer shook or shattered.

The stirring spiritual thoughts have become more and more stable!

Li Zhengyang raised his eyebrows.

Yan Keqing and others were surprised.

In the void, there seemed to be a soft sound resounding.

Looking at Fang Lang, who was kneeling on the ground, everyone fell silent.

The blood-colored pillar of light disappears.

The strongest blow of the three arrows of the iron law was eliminated like this.

And above the sky, the other two iron arrows began to brew again.

Fang Lang is not dead, and the other two arrows of the Iron Law will not stop attacking.

Shout!

It's like the air is torn apart!

The second arrow of the iron law roared down from the sky and shot at Fang Lang!

The wind, blowing gently.

Fang Lang, who was cross-legged in the deep pit, his clothes in tatters and covered in blood, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were extremely bright, and his pupils were like stars in the night sky.

Fang Lang grinned.

The salty smell of blood churning between lips and mouths, the breeze whistling in the deep pit, and the fine sand and gravel rolling slowly in the pit under the gentle breeze.

Fang Lang clearly felt the feeling of being alive.

Void.

Li Zhengyang smiled.

"Good boy, withstood death...... Spiritual thoughts turn into divine thoughts. ”

"One step and nine products, ascend to the sky in an instant."

Li Zhengyang's smile is a smile of appreciation.

Jiang Linglong and Ni Wen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Fang Lang was not dead.

Soon, however, they became nervous again.

Because, the iron law has three arrows, and Fang Lang has just resisted the first arrow.

In a deep pit.

Fang Lang felt the phantom of the villain in his mind.

That is the divine thought, the condensation of the divine thought, which is equivalent to having two lives, as long as the divine thought is not extinguished, it can be reborn.

This is the sign of the realm of the nine grades.

There is a great terror between life and death, but there is also a great opportunity.

Between life and death, Fang Lang compressed the spiritual thoughts transformed by the power of the iron law and condensed the divine thoughts.

It's half a ninth grade.

However, if Fang Lang is coupled with the power of fetters and divine thoughts, it is equivalent to the nine products of the world!

...... the world The youngest Jiupin!

Fang Lang raised his head and looked at the red light that shot down from his head.

He smiled.

Standing up slowly, the swords stuck in the ground around him were trembling.

The weeds on the ground are shaking.

A wave of will, sharp diffusion.

Fang Lang raised his hand and made a move.

Face the second arrow of the iron law.

Sword intent erupted.

Woohoo!!

The green grass seemed to be filled with sword intent in an instant, and it became as sharp as a sword.

Obsidian, Guiyuan, Lotus Sheng, Lotus Wheel, Lotus Hui and other swords stirred up.

Around Fang Lang, countless swords were taking off.

Countless swords, strangled together with the second arrow of the iron law, gradually consumed the power of this arrow.

The power of the iron law was all consumed in the first hit, and the power of the second arrow, but the power of the ordinary nine-rank kill, Fang Lang resisted with his own strength, and it was easy.

Fang Lang's divine thoughts stirred and spread.

Step by step, he stepped into the sky and walked towards the third arrow of the iron law.

Finally, it stands in the air, three hundred feet above the ground!

Facing the Pulse Sect.

His eyes seemed to have crossed time and space, and he saw the quiet sword inserted in the vein.

"Today, the fourth sword of the cycle of life and death, our waves, have been drawn."

Fang Lang said with a smile.

Then, he stretched out his hand and shook it from afar.

"Sword."

"Come!"

Ding Ding Ding!

The words fell.

In the Mai Sect, many sword disciples felt that the sword in their waists, the sword in their hands, and the sword in their sheaths couldn't help but tremble.

Seems to have been summoned to something.

They all rushed out of the shackles.

Ride the wind and return to the sect!

PS: Is there a ticket?