When Fang Yingxing heard this, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the blood red in his pupils was a little colder.

In the eyes of others, the words of the burial immortal were shocking, and he actually wanted to bury the existing world and create a new world under his rule.

Yuhua Gongzi's face was pale, as powerful as him, and he was also trembling a little at the moment: "You want to be our master?" That's impossible. “

"You are only half right, it is indeed impossible to be your master, because you are too ignorant, what will happen to the dragon above the nine heavens and the ants on the earth? Therefore I am not prepared to be your master, you are not worthy. “

The Burial Immortal didn't seem to care about the angry eyes of the monks, and he smiled abruptly, as if he had seen some new world.

"So you're going to bury everybody, and find or create what you don't see as ignorant, right?" Fang Yingxing's voice was tingling with coldness, as if he was asking about the burial immortal, and as if he was questioning.

A little surprise flashed in the eyes of the burial immortal, and he seemed to have some regret, and looked at Fang Yingxing: "Interesting boy, if you don't stand on this altar, maybe I will give you the gift to see the new world." “

Fang Yingxing didn't care about his words, his eyes flashed as red as blood: "As long as the living beings who are as conscious as humans continue to exist, this world will never change, all the blood and chaos will continue to be staged, a world without hatred and fear?" That's impossible, you want to be someone else's immortal, in my opinion, that doesn't mean anything, it's just a fantasy that's not very smart. “

The burial immortal was condescending, looking down at Fang Yingxing: "Do you know the price of blaspheming immortals?" “

There was already a bit of coldness in his voice.

The corners of Fang Yingxing's mouth rose slightly, and he moved his joints and muscles, making a series of crackling sounds.

"Then let me see, I hope it's not just a mouthful."

The dark body seemed to have forgotten Fang Yingxing's request to get rid of him and drag the burial immortal and let the teleportation array open.

In fact, he didn't really agree to the ontology, because there was nothing in this world that could bind him, and he only moved according to his own heart.

And at this moment, he just wants to fight with the burial immortals.

Fang Yingxing stared at the starry sky again, those eyes, known as the Eternal Pupil, were so deep that they seemed to be able to swallow all light. Between the eyebrows, there is an aura of indifference and hatred, which is daunting. The stars seemed to be in touch with him, and with the ups and downs of his mood, sometimes shining brightly, sometimes dimming.

Star Fist, his stunt, each blow contains the power of the stars, as if drawing power from the endless universe. Every time it is waved, it is accompanied by the brilliance and fall of the stars, which is shocking. And the galaxy is his pupil technique, and the galaxy flowing in his eyes seems to be able to guide all the stars.

Burial Immortal, the powerhouse with the realm of immortals, dressed in white like snow, surrounded by immortal aura. His immortal decision is the supreme immortal art, and every time he performs it, it is like the fairy world descending, shocking the world. The duel between the two has long surpassed the imagination of the Soul Creation Realm cultivator, and every collision is like a confrontation between two worlds.

The battle is about to break out, and the stars and the fairy world collide with fierce sparks. Fang Yingxing's Xingchen Fist and the Burial Immortal's Cheng Immortal Duel competed with each other, and for a while, the altar was trembling. And the flowing galaxy and the endless immortal realm also collided fiercely at this moment, as if the whole world was about to be involved.

The meeting of the two powerhouses at the peak of the Creation Spirit Realm is like the collision of stars, and the galaxy hangs upside down. Fang Yingxing attacked first, his pupil technique was as bright as a star, as if the entire starry sky was condensed in his pupils. His hands turned into fist shadows, and with the power of the stars, he fiercely attacked the Burial Immortal.

The burial immortal did not show weakness, he waved his long sleeves and displayed the realm of immortals. His figure disappeared into a hazy immortal aura, as if he had merged into the heavens and the earth. His attacks carry a mysterious power, as if he can seal all enemies in the realm of immortals.

The battle entered a climax, Fang Yingxing's eternal pupil continued to release brilliant light, and the realm of the Burial Immortal's immortal was also constantly expanding. The two powerhouses come and go, and between the offensive and defensive transitions, it seems that they have surpassed the limits of the physical body and reached a mysterious realm. Their attacks and defenses are no longer limited to the power of the flesh, but have fused the power of heaven and earth, as if to involve the entire world in this battle.

In the end, Fang Yingxing and the Burial Immortal launched their most powerful attacks at the same time. Fang Yingxing's pupil technique was as dazzling as a falling star, and the immortal realm of the burial immortal was as terrifying as the shattering of heaven and earth. The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

Around Fang Yingxing, six black figures slowly emerged, carrying a rich dark matter, attacking and killing the Burial Immortal under the leadership of the main spirit.

This method of attack and killing is generally not used by monks at will, because once the opponent breaks a spirit, it will cause irreparable damage to the monk.

But Fang Yingxing didn't seem to be afraid at all, his blood-red eyes were full of excitement, and he used all his strength to attack and kill.

Under the altar, Xu Qing slowly opened her eyes, and as soon as she regained a little consciousness, she quickly looked in the direction of the altar, looking for the figure of that person.

The next moment, her pupils contracted sharply, and he saw the man with red eyes and dark matter all over his body, judging from his appearance, it was definitely Fang Yingxing.

But her gut told her it wasn't.

In the hiding place on the periphery of the Burial Immortal Land before, when Fang Yingxing broke through the Creation Spirit Quadruple, a similar aura appeared on his body, but it was far less intense than it was now.

When the Zhang Qingyun brothers and sisters saw her wake up, their faces suddenly became a little more happy, but when they followed her gaze and looked at Fang Yingxing, they showed a little sadness.

Zhang Qingyin hugged Xu Qing, her voice trembling a little: "Sister Xu Qing, Fang Yingxing seems to be a little wrong." “

In fact, with so many people present, only a few of them were really worried about Fang Yingxing's state change.

Everyone else was ecstatic, who would have thought that a fourfold kid would be able to enter that small formation and even fight with the Burial Immortal after swallowing the pill?

They felt the hope of life, and they didn't care if Fang Yingxing was not him at all. 、

In other words, in the eyes of everyone, as long as they can survive, the person standing there can accept it, no matter who it is.

They could naturally see the dark matter on Fang Yingxing's body, and they could also feel the breath of the dark clan.

But at this time, who would care if Fang Yingxing was a dark clan or not, they only knew that it was their only hope.

Xu Qing gritted his teeth, ignoring the wounds on his body, resolutely urged his spiritual power, and ran in the direction of the altar.

Zhang Qingyun's brothers and sisters hurriedly caught up, they were really worried that Xu Qing would lose his mind in a hurry and crash into the formation, so that he would fall.

However, at this time, Xu Qing's footsteps stopped, she gasped for breath, and some of the wounds on her body cracked open again, and her face turned pale.

In front of her, a burial ghost with a bone knife stopped in front of her.

"It seems that you are an important person of the man on the altar, and those who influence the immortals, whether it is you or him, should be beheaded."