The old man's face was simple, his feather coat was high, his bones were fairy, his whole body seemed to be integrated into the void, and there seemed to be a scene of ups and downs in the ten thousand worlds in his eyes, revealing a vast coercion.

Hearing what Fang Ye said, the old man's expression was light and light, and he didn't put Fang Ye in his eyes at all, and said lightly: "You don't need to know where I come from." ”

Fang Ye nodded matter-of-fact and said, "For the dead, it doesn't matter where they come from. ”

Even though this old man's concealment methods were very clever, Fang Ye could still see the depth of his cultivation. This old man has already touched a trace of the rule of time, and his cultivation is much higher than that of ordinary half-saints, and he may become holy at any time.

For Fang Ye, although this kind of strength was strong, it was still a little bit short of a threat to himself.

The old man exuded a coldness, staring at Fang Ye with a condescending gaze, and said coldly: "The tone is not small, I have lived here for nearly a thousand years, and my understanding of this place is far from what you can imagine. You have chosen the Silent Death Domain, and you have borne too many killings, and entering this place can be described as self-defeating! Even if you have artifact fragments, it will be difficult to change them!"

Fang Ye smiled and sneered: "Old thing, the fox's tail is exposed, if you want the tip of the Yaojin Divine Sword, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." ”

The old man snorted coldly and said, "The good things on your body are not only the tip of the Yaojin Divine Sword. If you dare to take out a pot of Star Marrow Fire Liquid at the auction meeting, it means that you must have other Star Marrow Fire Liquid on your body! I still have a chance to break through to sanctification, and that Star Marrow Fire Liquid is just right for me!"

"You will never be holy in this life!" Fang Ye grinned, his body trembled, and he turned into a swimming kunpeng, spreading his big wings, and instantly arrived in front of the old man. Strike with wings.

The old man's eyes swelled, and he said coldly: "In this dead realm, I am a god!"

Before the old man could finish speaking, a cold and lonely aura gathered from the silent starry sky around him, turning into the form of a miserable white skull in front of him, and the ghostly fire in the skull's eye sockets flickered. The big mouth opened and closed with a burst of strange laughter, and he opened his mouth and bit down on the Kunpeng that Fang Ye had transformed.

As the skull laughed, Fang Ye felt his soul unstable for a while, as if it might leave his body at any moment.

Fang Ye silently used the Xuanhuang Dao Seal, and the influence of the surrounding ghosts and demonic sounds on him quickly disappeared, the Xuanhuang Dao Seal was originally the most powerful spiritual cultivation technique in the world, and it was the nemesis of all soul attacks.

The ghostly sound at least brought his form to a standstill, and by the time he came back to his senses, the huge skull had already bitten down on him. Swallow the Kunpeng that Fang Ye had turned into into his mouth.

"Boy, your soul cultivation method also has some doorways, and if you fall into my Death Ten Thousand Transformation Skeleton, you will not escape the fate of being refined! Today I will search your soul to see how many secrets are still hidden in your body!" The old man's indifferent expression revealed a bone-deep yin owl, as if he had seen the scene of Fang Ye being killed.

Fang Ye seemed to have fallen into another world, the surroundings were pitch black, and everywhere was full of vivid and vivid pictures.

The dragon was nailed to death by a spear on the dark red earth. The unwilling wail and roar before death, the cyclops was shot through the skull by a peerless divine arrow, and the unyielding soul of the dead was undying, and the mountain holy ape was shattered into slag by the hands that covered the sky. The bright red holy blood stained the sky, and the sword of the Vast World was shattered by endless thunder, and the broken sword resounded endlessly......

These were all immortal war souls who died in this star field, summoned by the old man, forming this world exclusive to the revenant souls, and the immortal killing intent was surging vertically and horizontally, attacking and killing Fang Ye everywhere.

Fang Ye incarnated as Kunpeng. The verdant wings spread in the wind, striking up the nine heavens and the nine shadows down, rampage through this world, and the power of the tyrant tore apart one immortal battle spirit after another. The entire world of the undead shook violently and began to collapse piece by piece.

This method of summoning the ancient battle soul can be called against the sky, but it is a pity that the old man's own cultivation is still a little worse, if he can become holy, the will of the immortal battle soul summoned this time is difficult for even Fang Ye to resist.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud bang rang out, and the miserable white skull exploded and dissipated into a dry and cold aura all over the sky, and the Kunpeng that Fang Ye had transformed rushed out of it, rushing towards the old man with great speed.

"It can be broken out of my Wanhua skeleton, this is not an ordinary Kunpeng martial art, but a real Kunpeng true spirit! The world can transform into a Kunpeng true spirit, only the legendary Heavenly Wind Kunpeng Fruit!" The old man's eyes suddenly contracted, and he recognized the origin of the Kunpeng that Fang Ye had transformed.

These old guys, all old guys who have lived for thousands of years, have empty eyelashes, and have a basket of knowledge, and none of them are easy to deal with.

Fang Ye's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, no matter where this old guy came from, since he dared to make a move on him, then he would definitely not let him go.

After recognizing the origin of Fang Ye's Kunpeng, a look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he sneered: "Boy, there are some means, and it is indeed rare to see a powerful monarch like you in the late stage. Legend has it that you pressed Feng Lingxiao with one move, and I thought it was a rumor, but now it seems that this is indeed the case. But on my first day, it's not your turn to go wild!"

Before the old man's words fell, a dusty brush with a gold handle and silver filament appeared in his hand, and with a slight shake, the dust filaments turned into a meticulous netting that covered the sky, shrouding it in the rushing Kunpeng.

As the dust filaments rushed out, the withering aura that had dissipated in the starry sky converged again, and each filament of dust was shrouded in an indestructible killing intent, and it surrounded Fang Ye with a feminine force.

Fang Ye suddenly crashed into the sky silk net, cutting dozens of dusty silk threads in a row, but he felt that the surrounding silk nets flowed through bursts of water waves-like energy, as if they were not forced, like silkworms spinning silk, wrapping Fang Ye's Kunpeng layer by layer.

Fang Ye struggled hard, driving the dense silk mesh around his body to retreat quickly, but unfortunately, he couldn't get rid of the dense silk mesh around his body at all, and the immortal killing intent contained in the dust silk condensed into a needle, piercing towards Fang Ye from the gap in each wing.

This old man had already stepped into the holy realm with one foot, and his Dao was extremely profound, and Fang Ye was also under a lot of pressure to deal with it.

The breath of the Endless Avenue flowed between the old man's hands, and a relaxed look appeared on his face, and he said leisurely: "I know that you are carrying the essence of the star marrow fire liquid, how can you not know that your physical body is comparable to a holy soldier? This kind of trapped heaven and earth dust is refined with the immortal obsession between this heaven and earth, and here you can absorb the ancient immortal obsession, which happens to be your nemesis! The physical body is comparable to the holy soldier, and that is just the tenacity of the physical body, and your physical body is not yet able to exert holy power!"

Fang Ye's Kunpeng eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "This little trick can't trap me, I think I already know your origin, why didn't Ling Aofeng come with you?"

Fang Ye's physical body was comparable to that of a holy soldier, and those Endless Divine Needles condensed by the Immortal Killing Intent could not have any effect on him at all.

A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he said in surprise: "How do you know that I am from the City Lord's Mansion and not from the Xiandan Pavilion?"

Fang Ye said indifferently: "When I arrived here with my front foot, you followed with my back foot, and you know my exact location, this kind of ability, I'm afraid only the City Lord's Mansion has, and it is difficult for the Xiandan Pavilion to do it." Also, if you are a person from the Xiandan Pavilion, you must not be clear about the things that I have done to suppress the wind and the sky. Besides, you always speak with an official tone, and I can't think of anywhere else you can come from except for the City Lord's Mansion. Presumably, you weren't a nobody on the first day, were you?"

The old man showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, and said proudly: "Yes, I am the deputy city lord of the first day pass, Sun Yuxian, even if you know, what can you do?"

"No, it's just killing you. Fang Ye's tone was indifferent, as if he was speaking to a dead corpse, and the huge Kunpeng body suddenly shrank, turning into a golden crow, surging out endless golden flames, quickly burning the surrounding dust threads, and even the starry sky was faintly distorted and deformed, collapsing and roaring.

The true fire of the sun is the nemesis of evil thoughts, this kind of dust is refined by using the resentment between heaven and earth, and when it encounters the true fire of the sun, the roots are broken immediately, and a large area is burned.

"The sun is really hot!" Sun Yuxian exclaimed in surprise, and quickly withdrew the dust whisk in his hand, and there were only a few strands of dust left on it.

Fang Ye rushed out without stopping, and rushed towards Sun Yuxian again, and the golden crow struck three times, slashing the sky and the earth.

Sun Yu's idle body exploded one after another fierce Dao rhymes, and a vast world power emerged, turning into a passionate battlefield around him, all kinds of immortal war spirits manifested on the battlefield, and the rules of the world flickered staggered, trapped in the ancient golden crow that Fang Ye had transformed.

Fang Ye continuously shattered the battlefield world for thousands of feet, and he felt that the power of the world surging around him like a swamp, and he quickly retreated.

Sun Yuxian's cultivation was infinitely close to a half-saint, Fang Ye wanted to use him to sharpen his cultivation later, and he didn't want to fight with him for the time being.

"Boy, your sun true fire can't help me, use the tip of the Excalibur, otherwise you won't have a chance. Sun Yuxian's expression was gloomy, and he rushed out of that world with a large chain of rules and gods, and rushed towards Fang Ye overwhelmingly.

Regularization, this is something that martial kings can do, but in this kind of regular divine chain, there is a kind of world power circulating, and there is a faint trace of time power circulating, which is somewhat similar to the truth divine chain exclusive to sages.

"I'll show you if you want to see it, I'm afraid you'll regret it!" Fang Ye's words were cold, and the golden crow that he turned into opened his mouth, and a brilliant golden light pierced the stars, and a little cold light bloomed a light that was even more dazzling than the scorching sun, and the divine power was overwhelming. (To be continued......)

PS: There are two more changes in the evening, and the update may be a little late, sorry!