Fang Wang concentrated on cultivating the Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body, regardless of the movement he had caused.

The aura of heaven and earth poured into his body violently, forming a howling wind, and the monks under the mountain looked at each other, and finally chose to leave, not daring to provoke him.

Looking at this momentum, they knew that they were no match for Fang Wang.

They thought so, it didn't mean that others thought like this, many trialists felt the direction of the surging aura of heaven and earth, and they all thought that it was the birth of a peerless supreme treasure, and they flew in the direction of the surging aura.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the figures of the trialists appeared in all directions of heaven and earth, and they looked at Fang Wang from a distance, and the yang energy on Fang Wang's body was very strong, like a small sun standing on the top of the mountain.

In the process of absorbing qi, Fang Wang did not feel the slightest pain, he had already cultivated the Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body to the Great Perfection, which was equivalent to having experience, but he just went through it all over again.

His physique is changing, the Tiangang Holy Body is already strong, and the self-healing ability is extraordinary, but now it is giving birth to yang energy, and the flesh and blood muscles and bones are becoming hard, and there is no conflict between the two.

This feeling was very wonderful, and it gradually calmed Fang Wang's bored and restless heart.

This retreat was too long, and Fang Wang decided that after this trial, he must be in style for ten years!

Anyway, the true function of the Heavenly Dao has always absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and his laziness is already a state of ordinary monks' efforts.

Fang Wang was immersed in his own changes, and he didn't notice the monks coming from all directions, mainly because he didn't feel the aura of danger.

After more than 5,000 years of retreat in the Netherworld, although Fang Wang's cultivation has not made a leap, his strength has been greatly improved, especially the Nine Shadows Freedom Technique of the Great Perfection, it is no exaggeration to say that no one in the Abandoned Heaven Secret Realm can kill him.

Whoever dares to provoke him will only be a dead end.

As time passed, more and more trialists came, and they gathered in twos and threes.

"Who's that man?"

"It seems to be the Yellow Sword Monarch Fang Wang."

"What a scorching breath, this guy is practicing? Or did you eat some of the heavenly treasures of Zhiyang? ”

"This breath is not a joke, it's better to stay away, is the current strength of the Yellow Character Soldier so exaggerated?"

"I don't know if the real people of the Nine Shadows dare to come."

"It's also a true person of the Nine Shadows, the real people of the Nine Shadows have been slaughtered by Fang Wang!"

Soon, the news about the Nine Shadows being killed by Fang Wang began to spread in the sky, and the battle between Fang Wang and the Nine Shadows was so loud that in addition to Yang Du, there were many people who witnessed the battle in secret.

Knowing that the Nine Shadows True Person was killed by Fang Wang's sword, those who wanted to calculate Fang Wang's mind discarded their minds one after another.

Although there is a great opportunity when you look at Fang Wang, the idea is too hard to touch.

There are countless opportunities in the realm of abandoning the heavens, and you can't make a single one.

In this way, some people came, some people left, but in general, the number of trialists attracted by Fang Wang had been growing.

After another moment.

A powerful momentum struck, and this momentum was even more alarming than the Golden Body Realm, alarming all the trialists within a radius of a hundred miles.

"The Deadwood Real Man is here!"

Someone exclaimed, his tone full of fear.

The trialists looked left and right, looking for the figure of the Deadwood Real Man.

At this time, the sky above Fang Wang's head suddenly sprinkled with dead leaves, like a torrential rain, but these dead leaves fell very slowly, the dead leaves swayed, constantly flipped, and this dead leaf rainstorm actually shone with a little light.

Countless dead leaves fell towards the top of the mountain, attracting the attention of all the trialists.

When the dead leaves are less than a hundred feet away, the bottom of the dead leaves begins to ignite and quickly turn into ashes, and then more and more dead leaves are ignited, and the scorched smoke curls up, forming a spectacular smoke cloud.

"Such a powerful yang qi, Huangzi Sword Monarch, it seems that you have got a lot of opportunities."

An old voice sounded, and his tone was indifferent, revealing a strong sense of oppression.

Fang Wang didn't answer, nor did he open his eyes, the yang energy on his body was still burning, making it impossible for the withered leaves in the sky to get close to him.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

All the trialists were waiting for Fang Wang's answer, but Fang Wang just didn't say anything.

"Humph!"

The voice of the dead wood real man sounded again, this time, the tone was full of anger and murderous intent.

Boom!

A huge vine struck from the sky, stretched across the sky, tearing through the sea of clouds, and was unstoppable.

The vine was several feet thick, like a dragon writhing and sprinting rapidly, so fast that most trialists' eyes could hardly keep up.

In the flash of light, Fang Wang, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, suddenly pushed his fist out, but he still didn't open his eyes.

The right fist was struck, accompanied by an earth-shattering dragon groan, and a black dragon seemed to kill across time and space, appearing out of thin air, opening its teeth and claws to kill the tree vines.

Heaven and earth tremble!

The huge tree vine was directly torn apart by the black dragon, killing all the way to the sky, and at the end of the tree vine was the dead wood real person raising his palm, the dead wood real person was dressed in a gray robe, the crane hair was childish, the smaller eyes were widened, and the pupils were dilated.

Facing the Heavenly Fist of Jiulong Town, he was frightened, but he still instinctively raised the dust whisk in his hand to resist.

The spiritual power of the Mahayana realm exploded, shocking the earth, and the black dragon killed him in an instant.

At this moment, Deadwood Real Man felt an unstoppable terrifying murderous aura.

Not good!

Boom –

The black dragon dispersed his spiritual power, blasted his body directly, and continued to gallop towards the sky.

In the next second, the trialists in all directions felt the terrifying impact coming, and they all used their spiritual power to resist, and the mountains were crushed and shattered, and dust flew up.

On the top of Juyue Mountain, Fang Wang meditated, maintaining a fist-waving posture.

His right fist opened, and as he withdrew his hand, he clenched his fist again, and with a bang, a storage bag with a blue background and purple edge flew in front of him, and he casually threw it at his side.

After the black dragon swept away, a white light galloped towards the sky, it was the primordial god of the dead wood real person, Fang Wang did not chase him.

Let this guy live, so that more people know his strength, so that they dare not provoke him.

Of course, the main reason was that he was too lazy to get up, and he just wanted to quickly transform into the Vajra Yang Holy Body.

Long.

The wind and waves that ravaged the heavens and the earth subsided, and the eyes of the trialists fell on a huge ravine in the earth, and their eyes were glazed.

Fang Wang sat on the top of the mountain and swung his fist, his fist could actually leave a ravine hundreds of miles long on the earth and mountains, it was hard to imagine what a powerful peerless art this was.

Yang Du stood between the mountains and fields in the distance, his heart beating faster as he looked at the billowing dust and smoke several miles away.

He was also attracted by the movement of the aura of heaven and earth, and when he saw that it was Fang Wang, he wanted to leave at that time, but the dead wood real person came.

He has a problem, that is, he likes to watch lively.

"This punch is much more scary than the one I faced at the beginning......"

Yang Du's heart was full of fear, he boasted that his body was immortal, but in the face of the black dragon just now, he didn't dare to bet.

He felt that even if he survived, he was afraid that it would take a long time to recover.

At the same time, another idea came to him.

Do you want to make friends with Fang Wang?

Speaking of which, Fang Wang took the initiative to save him, and in the face of his provocation, he also let him live, obviously having a good eye for him.

Yang Du thought about his life carefully, his enemies were all over the world, but there were very few people who could really be regarded as friends.

Not only Yang Du, but the other trialists also moved their minds to befriend Fang Wang, a monk of such strength would sooner or later stand at the apex of the Southern Dome Sea and befriend him, at least there would be no harm.

Heaven and earth have returned to calm, but the power of the Heavenly Fist in Kowloon Town has not completely dissipated.

The trialists didn't dare to disturb Fang Wang, so they could only wait patiently, however, after waiting for several days, Fang Wang had no intention of waking up, so they could only give up and leave one after another, looking for their own opportunities.

The news that Fang Wang had destroyed the real body of the dead wood with one punch spread quickly.

How long has it been since the trial began, and Fang Wang has already defeated two real people, one dead and one seriously injured, and his record is remarkable.

……

Time flies, and there are battles in the Abandoned Heaven Secret Territory every day, and the further back they go, the more the fighting moves.

In a blink of an eye.

There are still three months left until the end of the trial.

On the heavenly dome, the wind and waves formed long dragons and rushed in the same direction, and the earth below was divided into two by a bottomless canyon.

I saw a figure flying out of the depths of the canyon, led by a man in white wearing a crown facing the sky, with wide sleeves, fluttering in the wind, he played with the wooden beads in his hand, and his handsome face showed a satisfied smile, and said: "It is worth the trip to get relics." ”

The other trialists congratulated him, their words full of compliments.

He was a disciple of the Immortal Pavilion, named Qu Lingcang.

The other Immortal Pavilion disciples all called him Senior Brother.

Qu Lingcang suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky, and asked, "The vision of heaven and earth's aura has lasted for so long, is it because of that yellow-character sword monarch Fang Wang?" ”

Hearing this, the other disciples nodded their heads one after another, following the guess.

"Fang Wang may be practicing some kind of exercise."

"Also, there are a lot of body quenching exercises left by the Abandoning Heaven Demon Venerable."

"What is there to practice in the demon clan's body quenching exercises? I guess he got the Demon Pill of the Demon Venerable. ”

"It's really fake, how can the Immortal Pavilion leave the Demon Pill of the Demon Venerable who abandoned the Heavens?"

Listening to the discussions of his junior brothers and sisters, Qu Lingcang's eyes became deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Qu Lingcang asked, "After this trial, Fang Wang will be ranked as one of the twenty-four real people, do you say, should I win him over?" He was even introduced to the Cabinet of the Immortal Pavilion. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples were shocked and immediately dissuaded, they all said nonsense, they all had the same meaning, Fang Wang was too mysterious, if the enemy seized the order to sneak into the Immortal Pavilion, Qu Lingcang's move might cause trouble for himself.

Don't look at the Immortal Pavilion to recognize the order or not, it is only an external position, if it is because of Qu Lingcang's recommendation, the Immortal Pavilion has an accident, the consequences are unimaginable.

Qu Ling said quietly: "What is the purpose of this Fang Wang joining the Immortal Pavilion?" His cultivation doesn't seem to need to be inherited, if it's to steal information, why should he be in such a big limelight? ”

At this moment, the disciples were silent, and they couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the wind and waves in the sky gradually subsided, causing everyone to turn their heads to look.

It seems that Fang Wang has succeeded.