Chapter 8: A Narrow Road Encounter
"Spirit God, what kind of realm is this, what kind of power does it have?" Fang Yuan asked carefully, preparing for the next possible battle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Corresponding to the Immortal Dao, the spirit god can roughly connect with the entire realm where the immortal is located. For you, the realm of immortals can be divided into three layers and then three layers, but for us, this level is not necessary to be refined, it is just the accumulation of strength, and some characteristics are not impossible to practice together. Lian Sheng looked at Fang Yuan and said, "The numerous realm divisions are just for popularization and convenience for the cultivation of the general public, this is just a universal norm, just like a drawing, just a reference." Once you have grasped the essence, then you don't need to care about those constraints that you already understand. ”
"Do you understand?" Lian Sheng looked at Fang Yuan and said word by word.
"The realm is a pillar, and it is also a constraint. Fang Yuan nodded.
"Now that you know, then you should understand that with your current realm, you may not be the opponent of the Dead Netherworld, so do you still want to go?" Lian Sheng looked at Fang Yuan's eyes and said.
"You said so much, didn't you just want me to go?" Fang Yuan chuckled.
"I need a protector to help me ward off possible crises after I defeat the Dead. ”
Liansheng didn't care about this, and directly stated that she didn't need to design any conspiracy, she was the master of life, and the thoughts of living beings, in her eyes, were like watching fire, without a trace of concealment. In the face of absolute strength, crush the past with absolute strength, everything is a paper tiger.
"Coming, he is in front, sensing my coming, has come. Liansheng said suddenly.
Fang Yuan had paused his research early, and no longer came up with any experiments that could lead to death, thus increasing his opponent's strength. The battlefield is the most stupid.
Lian Sheng deliberately said that existence and death means that you can get power from it, obviously, this is what Fang Yuan said, she knows that Fang Yuan's body has a lot of existence death from time to time, this is to warn him, Fang Yuan naturally understands.
Let me study your strength, your origin, your Great Dao, you are so confident, your Great Dao does not have a trace of flaws and loopholes, and it cannot be targeted?! Fang Yuan felt a kind of disregard, condescending, uncaring disregard.
A wisp of black smoke drifted softly, coming from afar, reaching Liansheng's body, turning into a man in a black robe.
Boundless black smoke rose from the man's body, obscuring the sky and engulfing the sky. The mountains and rocks in all directions, after the black smoke swept away, disappeared silently and turned into nothing.
"Liansheng, your breath seems to be a little unstable, and it is really unexpected that you dare to come to see me even after being seriously injured," Death Ming spoke, his voice hoarse, filled with a charm of decay and death. It's just this voice that makes many ordinary people with weak minds go mad in this voice, and then go to death, and the strength is terrifying.
"Is it relying on this helper?" Death Sneered and glanced at Fang Yuan, and said angrily: "You have actually fallen into the help of finding the descendants of the coiling dragon, and you are still a little guy with such a little strength, heh?! No, this is the breath of the heavens, it turns out that it is also foreign, and it was only born in this desolation." ”
The strength of the dead is really terrifying, just by taking a look, he has touched the root of Fang Yuan and knows his origin.
"I woke up earlier than you, and the strength that I was able to recover was naturally more than you, and you were just resurrected, so naturally you suffered the same treatment as me. Why dress up like this in front of me. Lian Sheng chuckled, his jade hand raised, and a light of life condensed out, heading towards the Dead Underworld.
"Then let's try it. The dead sneered, and it was also a puff of black smoke that greeted it, reflecting the scene of the ups and downs of all beings, and the mourning of heaven and earth.
These worlds, though varied, are all heading towards decay and death. The wisps of thin threads travel and intertwine among these thousands of sentient beings, connecting with each other, converging and condensing, sublimating into a dark cloud of smoke, which is the death refined on the basis of all living beings and thousands of sentient beings.
The black smoke is mysterious and mysterious, incomparably deep and dark, colliding with the light of life, and instantly evolving from a world of light and shadow, life and death, constantly alternating in it, competing and devouring each other at an extremely fast frequency.
"I woke up earlier than you, even if I was hurt a little, it was enough for me to heal and rise towards the level of pure god, you are a step slower, even if there is no life to survive in this desolation, if it appears, it can only die immediately, it can provide you with sufficient strength, but what can you do? You are one step slower, and I don't give you time, can such a little foreign aid save your life?" You are truly the first to recover from your serious injuries, and you have just woken up and encountered the hospitality of this desolation, and you have to pay a terrible price to survive it. If you can survive, the price should not be small. ”
"So what!" Death was expressionless, without the embarrassment of his current situation being exposed, and said with a smile: "I am death." I am the master of death, and as long as there is death, my power will be endless. When I start to die, my strength will rise faster, as long as I kill you before I really can't go back, not only can I solve you, but my strength can also be greatly improved, why not!"
"Then it's up to you, whether it's fast enough or not. Lian Sheng sneered, the power in his hand skyrocketed, and the avenue of life emerged, pressing towards the dead underworld. The pressure of the dead suddenly increased, and he did not hesitate, and the death avenue also appeared in front of him and attacked him.
This is a dispute. The avenues of the two sides began to compete directly, assimilating and annexing each other, and the competition was who was stronger, this was a battle that pressed everything on themselves, the roots, potential, and the future, everything that could affect the battle, all condensed and merged into the avenue, and the battle between the two directly entered the white-hot, non-stop situation.
At the beginning of the dispute, the other party could not accept it.
The blessing of his own strength is too great, enough to easily break the stalemate in an instant and tear apart the opponent's strength at the same level.
One side lacks the core of the avenue as the backbone, just like a soft noodle, vulnerable, only need to be gently brushed, just like a big hand brushing over the seaside mud and sand accumulation castle, full of all kinds of defects, a touch of the collapse. The avenue without the core of one side is like one hand against one hand, the gap is too big.
The emerald green light of life and the black smoke of death stuck to each other, eroding and fighting each other.
There is no doubt that the dead are at a disadvantage, after all, he is a step slower, and the gap has been opened when he wakes up, and it is not so easy to pull back, even if Liansheng does not bless the life in the desolation.