Xianlin Ancient City, the central city.

The golden cicada is nine feet and the golden body of Dharma is shining.

Countless golden rays of light turned into golden dragons and attacked the red light of hell.

As soon as the golden dragon came into contact with the red light, the red light was defeated at the touch of the red light, and it was constantly broken.

The golden light emitted by the mighty Heavenly Dragon was like entering a no-man's land, allowing him to be completely devoured by the red light.

The red light of hell shattered, and countless golden lights immediately enveloped the evil god to form a golden cover, enveloping all of his body.

"Buddha cultivation is peerless, the mighty Heavenly Dragon?!" Song Zao looked around in shock, "This Buddha skill has been lost for 100,000 years, how can you learn it!"

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Jin Chanzi said indifferently, "This time in the Eastern Wilderness, it turns out that the little monk's destined person is here." Then let the little monk transform you. ”

"Joke, how can a mere Buddha light transform an evil god. Song Zheng smiled coldly, and the power of the evil god's body continued to volatilize, resisting the golden light at the same time, his body was extremely eager to break out.

"This?"

The golden cicada stared at the evil god and increased his strength again.

Now the situation turned out to be unexpected.

Under his Buddha knowledge, this evil god body gathers the strongest resentment in the world, and his divine skill should have been to overcome his resentment, but he didn't expect that he could only suppress one or two, but he couldn't reduce it.

It seems that there are many variables in this trip.

In the distance, Fang Lang felt very energetic to watch.

This mighty dragon is really strong, its power is huge, not only can it resist soul attacks, but it is also amazingly powerful when it subdues demons.

Although it can't defeat the evil god, it can at least suppress it.

As far as he is concerned, if he can master this supernatural power in the future, plus his other supernatural powers, then wouldn't a monster like an evil god be ravaged by him at will.

This dragon is good.

The deity is empty and wants to go to the Western Desert for prostitution.

In the middle of the battlefield, Jin Cicada's mood began to loosen a little.

He infinitely volatilized the golden light and suppressed it with all his might, but the evil god's resentment was far beyond his imagination, and it seemed that he couldn't suppress it a little.

Sweat began to appear on the golden cicada's forehead, and her brows began to frown.

There are thousands of changes in the world, and it seems that this monster is one of them right now, and the little monk is really eye-opening today.

"Little monk, I'll help you. ”

The sound came into his ears, and Jin Chanzi couldn't help but glance back, "Lingxi?"

As soon as Lingxi's spiritual power recovered to a level that could activate the Zhenxian Palace, he immediately rushed over.

"Zhenxian Palace, Qi!"

Ling Xi shouted loudly, and the Zhenxian Hall in his right palm was sacrificed, gradually multiplying and expanding.

Not long after, a bronze ancient hall that covered the sky and the sun fell violently, directly suppressing the evil god.

In mid-air, Lingxi used all his strength to volatilize his spiritual power, and the little spiritual power he had just recovered was hollowed out again, and his whole face fell pale again.

The mighty Tianlong plus the town immortal hall, the two are superimposed on each other, and the power is doubled!

This time, the evil god couldn't bear it.

The evil god body resisted with all its might, unable to move.

Just now, I could still make a move to break out of the golden cover, but this time there was not even a trace of movement, and my body was obviously slowly suppressed.

Far away Fang Lang stared at the two of them.

In his eyes, it seems that this battle is not between the Golden Cicada and Lingxi, but the Ten Thousand Lights Ancient Buddha and the Desolate Emperor joining forces to suppress the evil gods!

On the two of them, Fang Lang vaguely felt the figure of a generation of emperor Buddhas.

These two....

100,000 years ago, the Ancient Buddha of Ten Thousand Lights and the Emperor of the Wasteland were lifelong enemies.

Who would have thought that the inheritors of the two would now join forces to suppress the evil spirits.

It's really impermanent.

In the battlefield, Jin Chanzi and Lingxi glanced at each other, without words, but nodded to each other very tacitly.

Next breath.

The power of the two is wide open, and it is open to the maximum.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, degree!"

"Zhenxian Ancient Palace, press!"

Maximize your power!

In mid-air, Ling Xi excessively consumed spiritual power, her five organs shook, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of blood, but she was still fighting and gritted her teeth to insist.

The golden cicada had a cold sweat on his forehead, and he also went all out.

"You guys!"

Song Zai's expression was solemn with violent anger.

This time, the trip to the ancient city of Xianlin has another variable!

"I want to suppress this seat, delusional!"

"Town!"

Lingxi and the others drank violently.

The Zhenxian Hall directly pressed the evil god body to the ground, causing a huge tremor.

The huge immortal hall pressed the evil god to the ground with great might, and the endless golden light continued to invade the evil god's body.

"Poof!"

In the body of the evil god, Song Zheng was immediately injured and vomited blood.

Yuan Fang Lang looked at this situation and couldn't help muttering, "It seems to be over." You don't need to make a move, but you will die today. ”

Song Zai: "You guys are very good to have forced this seat into such a situation!"

"Let me show you the power of the true evil god today!"

Song Zheng let out a loud shout, only to see that the huge evil god body shrank sharply, and continued to shrink, until it finally disappeared.

"Was this suppressed to death, or was it tempered?"

Above the air, Lingxi and Jin Cicada couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing why.

"Be careful!"

Fang Langdao can see clearly now, this thing is not dead!

Not only did it not die, but its power seemed to turn into flowing water towards the central point and gather on top of one point.

Is Song Zheng going to blow himself up?

Seeing this, Fang Lang immediately spoke.

Before the sound arrived, a powerful evil god power erupted.

The power came out, the golden cover was broken, and the Zhenxian Hall was also opened.

Facing this powerful shockwave.

The golden cicada was immediately knocked into the air, and its body hit the ground, smashing into a huge crater.

Lingxi was also hit by a powerful impact due to his lack of spiritual power, and was knocked out more than ten miles away.

When Fang Lang spoke, he had already moved.

He rushed towards Lingxi at great speed, and before Lingxi landed, a magical power took it.

At this moment, Lingxi was seriously injured, his spiritual power was greatly damaged, and his consciousness was already blurred.

Fang Lang smashed the system healing card, and one after another healing spiritual power immediately penetrated its eight veins of the Qi meridian to help him repair his injuries.

Summoning the valet bottle, Fang Lang put it into the bottle with an idea.

It seems that the two inheritors are still too young to fight against the evil gods.

You're down, and there's still the deity.

Fang Lang put the Mitian Bottle into the system bar, and his eyes pointed directly at the direction of Song Tribulation.

The dust cleared in the distance, and in mid-air, a figure appeared.

Song Zheng's true face gradually loomed.

"This?"

Fang Lang looked at Song Zheng and saw that his body had undergone a change.

His whole body was covered with the withered complexion of the evil god, his eyes were red, and his face was hideous, looking like a miniature version of the evil god's body.

"Could it be a fusion?" Fang Lang's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but groan.

Integrating the power of the evil god into the body, is this the final form of the evil god?

Looking at Song Tribulation in the distance, Fang Lang could clearly feel the infinite power contained in his body.

Moreover, its power is condensed in one point, and its combat power, combat speed, and state seem to have been raised by another notch.

Facing Song Zheng, Fang Lang could vaguely feel that he was the strongest person he had faced so far.

"It seems that in the end, it will be up to the deity to kill him personally. ”

Fang Lang couldn't help but laugh.

Since the beginning of the rebirth immortal realm, no one has been able to stop his might.

Right now, this Song Tribulation is very interesting and interesting.

Let me see if you can break the true body of the deity immortal today!

"Golden Cicada, withdraw!"

Fang Lang's voice came, and the golden cicada struggled to get up, and then evacuated from the sky.

"Want to escape, this seat will save you first, this bald donkey!" Song Zai was extremely fast, and rushed towards the golden cicada.

"Your opponent is here. Fang Lang had already sensed its movements, and ran first, directly blocking Song Zheng's way.

Judging from the speed just now, this Song Tribulation has been upgraded to a higher level, very fast, extremely fast, and it is not much different from it.

Originally, when he entered the God Tribulation Realm, he thought that Song Zheng would only be beaten unilaterally when he met him again, but he didn't expect that he could still fuse with the evil god body and forcibly improve himself.

"Fang Lang, today is your death date!" Song Zai smiled very hideously, and a burst of excitement made his body tremble!

"I don't know who will die, don't cry later. Fang Lang smiled lightly.

"Kill you!"

The power of Song Zheng's body skyrocketed, and his speed was extremely fast, and he rushed towards Fang Lang.

"Melee combat? ”

Fang Lang faced it head-on.

The two collided, and the huge power scattered.

As soon as he got close, Fang Lang attacked with a series of punches, each punch representing the shattering of a great god card.

The Great God Pass Card is not limited to the Robbery God Palm and the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal, it will change different forms according to the specific environment, and it is always the pinnacle of the God Robbery Ultimate!

At this moment, it was swung out of Fang Lang's fist, the fire spirit robbery fist, the ice spirit robbery fist....*****?

Fang Lang himself was stunned, and the heads and patriarchs standing on the edge of the ancient city were also stunned.

Master Fang actually knew the Qiu Clan's Fire Spirit Robbery Fist?

There is also the head of the Broken Sky, your Sword Sect's Ice Spirit Robbery Fist, didn't you say exclusive?

Not only that, but there is also the Wuji Palm of the Western Xuan Sword Sect, wasn't it created by your master and ancestor himself? It seems that this is not the case...

Immortal Sword Sect Ten Thousand Ancient Emperor Palm, Lingyun Sect Tongtian Three Styles....

"Brother Fang, when did you steal so many tricks?"

Nangong Yan was dumbfounded.

In the middle of the battlefield.

Fang Lang and Song Zheng's body speed increased faster and faster, until finally, only afterimages were left in the air.

Every move of the two of them contains the power of heaven and earth, and the sky and the earth are cracked.

The entire ancient city continued to reverberate, and the houses collapsed one by one, and the power emitted could be clearly felt even from a hundred miles away.

At this time, Fang Lang was very shocked.

Because he found out that Song Zheng was also immortal?!

Every punch and palm he threw on Song Zheng was dissolved by the power of the evil god in his body.

It's as if his demonic power is always ineffective in front of his immortal golden body card.

What's going on?

Could it be that the body of an evil god is also an immortal body?

This is my immortal golden body, so he is an immortal evil body?

How could there be such a funny thing in this world?

The immortal evil body, if there is really that kind of thing, isn't it against the sky, how can it not be punished by heaven.

Just as he was thinking, the sky rumbled, and a thunderbolt immediately slashed down.

"Damn, is there really a curse?!" Fang Lang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

And not just one, but dozens, constantly smashing down.

The thunder tribulation fell with a bang, as if it were the three thousand miles of thunder in Dongfu.

And where the thunder fell, the two figures were still fighting against each other.

The ancient city of Thunder Domain, the two powerhouses are still fighting against each other in it?

The heads of the periphery looked stupid again.

This.. What's going on here?

Could it be that the combat power of the two is too rebellious, attracting the curse of thunder?

This is not cultivating immortals!

Scare..

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