Ao Yu's face was cold: "Are you from the Canghuang Sect?" Want to compete with my Dragon Palace for this opportunity? You don't have to really fight, my Dragon Palace can give you a streamer. ”

The disciple of the Canghuang Sect sneered: "In a real battle, it is not certain who loses and who wins, your Dragon Palace is very strong, but it will not make my Canghuang give in."

Ao Yu was not shocked, and coldly looked at the six-fold cultivator who opened his mouth, the battle halberd flashed a faint blue luster, and said: "It seems that I have to fight, just what I want." ”

He shot directly, the halberd swung out, the dragon roared, and a bright blue light blade struck, and he actually wanted to split the six-fold powerhouse.

Fang Yingxing could completely see that the dragon clan boy in front of him was only in the Fivefold Realm of Soul Creation, but he had already dared to attack the sixfold cultivator of Soul Creation.

You know, there are two levels of the main spirit that opens up and the spirit that does not open up.

However, after the first collision, Fang Yingxing found that Ao Yu was not only not suppressed, but became more and more courageous, and a single halberd seemed to be able to break through everything, and with a sonic boom, it slammed into the body protection light curtain of the Canghuang Sect's disciple, and actually slashed it to pieces.

Even Fang Yingxing couldn't help but take a breath at this moment, he asked himself, he couldn't break through that layer of light curtain so easily now.

Subsequently, both sides were scuffled together, and strong spiritual power fluctuations poured out wildly from here, and some smaller mountains were directly bulldozed.

This battlefield gradually expanded, and the sky was full of Dao Dharma, illuminating the entire sky.

Fang Yingxing had no choice but to pull Xu Qing to jump far away to dodge, so as not to be involved.

In fact, he liked this situation quite a lot, after all, he could weaken the power of Emperor Cang and Huo Split Sect effortlessly, and he would make a steady profit without losing money.

On the battlefield, there were Huo Split Sect monks who shed blood, cracks appeared on their bodies, and then they exploded inch by inch. There were also Dragon Palace monks who were beaten back to their original form and wanted to rise to the sky, but they were killed by a Canghuang Sect monk with a magic weapon, and unwillingly let out a dragon groan, and then fell, and the dragon's blood splashed.

Both sides are red-eyed, both are monks of the Creation Spirit Realm, and they are both Tianjiao figures of the sect, who is afraid of whom?

At this moment, they all burst out with spiritual power, desperately attacking and killing each other.

Strange to say, monks are always pursuing immortality, pursuing the highest realm, and pursuing immortality.

But how many people can really do it? How many monks' dry bones and blood are behind the glorious world, and how much desolation and sorrow are stained on the bright road to becoming immortals?

Who doesn't know the cruelty on the road of cultivating immortals, but how many people are not crazy and fascinated by this opportunity and this immortality?

Because of the inaccessibility of immortality, this destination is all the more tempting, like an absolutely untouchable flame to which the moths will eventually rush.

What is the meaning of immortality? What in this world takes so long to feel?

In reality, monks always live for the sake of immortality, and become immortals in order to become immortals, just like mortals who work hard all their lives and finally sacrifice their lives for a goal.

So is this wrong? Of course not, as long as there is consciousness, then there must definitely be a certain goal, something obsessed with in order to live.

Fang Yingxing looked at the battlefield, he was not attracted by the dazzling dragon clan boy and the powerful Canghuang Sect monks, what he saw were those more ordinary monks, those who lacked talent, and those who were wandering cultivators.

Someone was spilling blood, a dragon was wailing, and the bloody breath was wafting in this space, and even the three streamers looked a little red at the moment, a little red and terrifying.

In the center of the battlefield, Ao Yu and a Dragon Palace Sixfold Spirit powerhouse jointly dealt with a sixfold powerhouse of Huo Split Sect and a sixfold powerhouse of Canghuang Sect.

But on the whole, it is still the Dragon Palace that has the upper hand, after all, one force fighting two forces is obviously a little unbearable.

When Fang Yingxing saw this situation, he couldn't sit idly by, after all, if the Dragon Palace retreated because of this, then he would lose a lot of money.

He pinched the trick with his right hand, and suddenly, the real dragon was sealed, and there was dragon qi circling.

He did not rush directly into the battlefield, but looked for a target on the periphery, and when he saw a lone monk, he slapped a real dragon mark on the back of his head, and directly knocked him unconscious.

He didn't kill him, because once he was killed, the surrounding monks felt the aura of their companions disappear, and they would inevitably rush here.

The battle had reached a white-hot stage, the Dragon Palace had already grabbed a streamer at this moment, the monks of the Huo Split Sect had also grabbed one, and the remaining one was flying in the air and had not been obtained.

Fang Yingxing saw that the person was almost smashed, so he stunned a Canghuang Sect monk with a real dragon seal who was about the same size as him, and then dragged him directly to the hiding place, and began, uh, to pick his clothes.

Xu Qing was on the side, a little messy in the wind, why was this kid's movements so skillful? It must be a repeat offender.

Fang Yingxing took off the clothes of the Canghuang Sect, put them on his body directly, took off his mask, and showed the signature arrogant smile of the Canghuang Sect disciples on his face, waved his robe, and walked towards the Huo Split Sect disciples who were gathered together, they were all monks guarding the streamer.

Fang Yingxing landed in front of them proudly: "You guys, go and fight, I will keep the streamer." ”

These monks were obviously not so easy to fool, and at this moment someone spoke: "Why does this fellow Daoist look so innocent, and didn't your sect just let me wait for it?"

Fang Yingxing pretended to be impatient: "Of course you haven't seen me, I'm here to support, the reinforcements from behind will arrive soon, a few of you will go into battle first to hold on." ”

He turned to show a slightly kind face: "Forget it, thinking of your merits, Canghuang Sect will naturally not treat you badly, you take these herbs first, and then there will be more rewards." ”

After saying that, he took out a few hundred-year-old herb roots and sent them to them.

When these people heard that the reinforcements were coming, they were overjoyed, but at this moment, they had obtained medicinal herbs, and they were even more like they had been beaten with chicken blood, so they respectfully handed the streamer to Fang Yingxing, and went straight to the battlefield.

Of course, Fang Yingxing was faster than them, and after getting the streamer, he disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

These monks still sighed in their hearts, they were ashamed of themselves, they were worthy of being the monks of the Canghuang Sect, their consciousness was high, and if they ran so decisively, they would definitely not be caught.

The other half, Fang Yingxing took off the robe of the Canghuang Sect and entered the Eternal World, and then decisively ran to the side of the Dragon Palace.

He put on a mask, the real dragon seal on his hand froze, and he was surrounded by dragon energy.

Unlike the Canghuang Emperor's side, the Dragon Palace's method of protecting the streamer is to take turns to guard, which can avoid the risk caused by the fatigue of the monks, and it is generally given to the stronger.

At this moment, Fang Yingxing was surrounded by dragon energy, because he was a real dragon, he was even more "dragon" than the monks of the Dragon Palace.

Moreover, the monks of the Dragon Palace saw that those monks of the Huo Split Sect saw him as if they saw an enemy, and they wanted to come and kill him with red eyes.

They couldn't remember how there was still such a person in the Dragon Palace, at this moment, Fang Yingxing's hands smashed the true dragon seal with both hands, and the Huo Split Sect monks who were about to attack were smashed several times, and many Huo Split Sect monks had dragons printed on the back of their heads.

didn't have time to think about it, the Dragon Palace monk hurriedly stopped in front of Fang Yingxing: "Fellow Daoist, you are very strong, but you are too hateful, let's block it first, you go back with this streamer, with your strength, it should be no problem." ”