Zhang Bailun's stabbing sword cut through Fang Linkong's body, and something incredible happened.

Fang Linkong's body was like the surface of the water, and after the sword slashed, it returned to its original state.

Zhang Bailun's face was finally moved, he stood still, looked at Fang Linkong with a very cunning smile, and said confidently: "One of the seven laws of space, cutting and patchwork! In someone who has mastered this law of space, your dimensional slash is completely incapable of attack. ”

Zhang Bailun started his steps again, and a faint voice came erratically, and he said: "I have never heard of the law of space, and it can be divided into entries. I don't know what this second one is?"

At the same time as he started his steps, the sword in Zhang Bailun's hand bloomed with a dazzling light that people did not dare to look at. As his figure flickered, a bright light cut vertically and horizontally appeared on the billion-year-old tree. Zhang Bailun finally stopped hiding his personal interests and urged the quasi-dimensional slash with all his might. Almost every inch of space on the battlefield was divided into fragments of time and space.

"It is surprising that he can master the dimensional slash to such a skillful level, this Zhang Bailun's strength is only afraid that he is already the crown of the blood clan!"

Qingming Ancestor looked back, and in Lie's eyes, he read out the comments.

Alun Xiu Ding Si had also vaguely guessed a certain possibility when Fang Linkong used the first law of space. He was sure that the winner of this battle was this human boy, but after Zhang Bailun's full force urged the dimensional slash, he found that Zhang Bailun's strength was still underestimated.

"The second of the seven laws of space, stillness and transfer! I'm sorry, you've never heard of the seven rules, that's a very normal thing, I'm naming the skills I have learned. I've also got another interesting name for this technique, which is called the Tangram of Absolute Defense. ”

In the eyes of everyone's extremely surprised, Zhang Bailun's dimension-like light disappeared without a trace in an instant. And Zhang Bailun's fluttering figure couldn't rush to Fang Linkong's side no matter what. Zhang Bailun's heart sank at this moment, knowing that he had no chance of winning. According to his speed, in a short instant, he ran at least dozens of kilometers, but he couldn't close the distance between him and the standing Fang Lin Kong. It's not a trick to explain, but it's a super upgraded version of teleportation. Every dangerous creature, energy, substance, is teleported to a safe distance from the host. This is what the true face of the tangram of absolute defense.

However, to be able to do this, the understanding of space must be very thorough. Zhang Bailun knew that not only could he not do this, but he also didn't know how to do such a miracle thing. It can make the range of teleportation form an all-round protection for yourself. This ability has exceeded Zhang Bailun's spatial control ability.

Fang Linkong looked at it with a smile, and he was free to make unremitting efforts, trying to attack his own Zhang Bailun. Said lightly: "The third of the seven laws of space, finite and infinite......! This should be the perfect ending to this fight. Give up! Count Zhang Bailun! Or the Western Holy Beast White Tiger!"

In an instant, Zhang Bailun felt the change that made him panic, the ground he ran on was no longer a battlefield on a 100-million-year-old tree, but an endless expanse of land.

"Here it is...... This is the Sealed World!Am I being sealed by that human boy?" Zhang Bailun rumbled in his mind, the appearance of the blood clan gradually faded, and a huge pure white, majestic white tiger spread its four legs on the ground, roaring to vent its anger.

In ancient Chinese myths and legends, the four holy beasts, the green dragon and the white tiger, and the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu have always been juxtaposed. But in the world of cultivators, the status of these four sacred beasts is actually not the same. Like the White Dragon, a divine beast that Fang Linkong had encountered, the power of the dragon beast was beyond the reach of the earth's cultivation realm. Even beyond the gods and immortals. As a variant of the phoenix, there is no way to distinguish among the cultivators of the earth, which of the hundreds of millions of phoenix subspecies is the Vermilion Bird. The Golden Flower Dragon Sparrow that Dan Xiaozi ventured to capture in the body of the ancient god Chaos is actually one of the phoenix subspecies, if it is said to be a Vermilion Bird, there is no strong evidence to refute it.

As a spirit animal, the White Tiger's innate strength is indeed strong, but it is not a race that cultivators cannot deal with. Although the White Tiger was born with a deep understanding of space, Fang Linkong, who had fully comprehended the mysteries of space, could still seal it completely, and in this regard, there were probably not many human cultivators or monsters who could match the White Tiger except for the Eight Divine Poles.

When the countless vertical and horizontal cutting rays on the 100-million-year-old tree disappeared, Fang Linkong's small figure floated above the 100-million-year-old tree. Zhang Bailun has disappeared. In the sight of countless young blood clans, the huge body of the Hundred Million Year Tree had disappeared. The huge and incomparable canopy of the tree was swept away by Qi Qi. I felt the violent turmoil in the space just now. The elders of the Blood Clan suddenly realized that they had done something stupid.

If one is selected from the alternate god list, he is most likely to be promoted to the god pole, or the person who will be the fastest to advance to the god pole will be selected. Fang Linkong is undoubtedly the hottest one. With such a character, it's too late for the blood clan to make friends, let alone provoke anger, and even do some petty VIP qualifications.

For the first time, Fang Linkong used the Seven Principles of Space that he had comprehended in battle, but he felt a bitter smile in his heart.

"The Seven Rules of Space don't seem to be a skill to be used in combat! Maybe in the face of an opponent like Zhang Bailun, I can play it in the palm of my hand, but in the face of an opponent who has comprehended the divine extreme, the Seven Rules of Space is only the basic threshold for me to be qualified to fight against him. ”

Fang Linkong looked at his hands with a complicated expression. His palms were no different from those of ordinary boys, his fingers were even and slender, his skin was smooth, and he didn't do any stout physical labor. Not even a little cocoon from physical activity. However, it is these hands that can already pull most of the living beings in this world between life and death. It can indulge in the transformation of space that is close to a miracle. It can shatter any mountain on the earth, and has a power that is difficult for ordinary people to dream of.

"Human and non-human, gods and fairies, demons and demons. The Buddha and the Supreme One!I will soon have the time to make a choice!Will I have time to have the power to reverse the tragedy before the crisis pointed out by the Future?Can I really deal with that powerful being?" A passage in his memory that did not belong to Fang Linkong suddenly flooded into his mind. The increase in strength has brought incomparable pressure to this sunny boy, rather than cheering.

"In order to save his own happiness, he crossed the barrier of time and sowed the seeds of hope, but he had to endure the possibility of failure again. I'm starting to understand why that bastard wants to change my life!

The 100-million-year-old tree was worthy of being a powerful life in the Demon Realm, and when Fang Linkong sighed, it had grown wildly and returned to its original form. Prince Oshier personally floated into the air, and for the first time, with an equal attitude, hoped that Fang Linkong would accept the honorary title of Grand Duke of the Blood Clan. The elders of the Blood Clan, whether it was the Demon Party or the Secret Party, all reached this unanimous decision in the shortest possible time. Fang Linkong, Lie Missing Son, Qingying Ancestor, the strength of this combination is simply incredible. In the near future, if there are three gods outside the Eight Divine Poles. The world should be turned upside down. If these three people were friends of the Blood Clan, or if they were close, at least in the turmoil of the world, there would be less impact on this ancient race.

The Qingying Ancestor and Lie Missing Son will not pay attention to any attraction of the blood clan. And this kind of old fox, the blood clan wants to be their ally, and will probably pay a price they don't want to pay at all. And the consequence of refusing to be a companion of these two people is not even to think about it.

Therefore, Fang Linkong is not only a strange commodity to live in, but also worth a hundred times. It can also be a kind of bridge.

Faced with the changed title, Fang Linkong did not carefully confirm what was the difference between an earl and a duke. He didn't know that in order to gain a foothold in the Dark Council, the Bloodline had also conferred honorary titles on other races, but its honorific title was only an earl. As the first alien Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, Fang Linkong had broken the practice of the Blood Clan for thousands of years.

In a certain country in Europe, Zhou Qingzhe, who received a secret report, was very angry. In the Hundred Years War of the Blood Clan, he poured countless efforts into it, won over important members of the Demon Party, and paid countless costs, and even the Demon Hunter Regiment's Alun Shudinsi became an integral part of his careful plan. The infiltration of the power of the International Demon Federation into the world's largest non-human race will be an important process for his power to reach a higher level.

All of this was broken by the lack of children around the Qing Ming Ancestor. Even, even the candidates for the unified blood clan arranged by him were made alive and dead by an unknown junior.

"Fang Linkong! Everything you have done, you should pay the price! If I know, who is behind the trouble...... I will make him even more miserable than Yuan Qiankun's fate!"

As Zhou Qingzhe's partner, Zhang Rongying silently flipped through the information under his hand. If Fang Linkong saw this thing that even he had recorded when he wet the bed when he was a child, he was afraid that he would immediately go crazy and want to take it back. After Zhou Qingzhe finished venting, Zhang Rongying slowly considered and said: "Although I doubt the success of this plan, I still think I might as well try." This Fang Linkong not only has parents and family, but also has a very beautiful girlfriend!"

Zhou Qingzhe glanced at Zhang Rongying, shook his head, and said, "Old Zhang, don't think about this plan of yours." Because, someone has come forward to vouch for the safety of these people!"

Zhang Rongying said in a cold tone: "Who is so bold to stand up to our forces?"

Zhou Qingzhe said helplessly: "If it weren't for this person who was too lazy to join the International Demon Federation, the original five executive chairmen would have been six." ”

Zhang Rongying was dumbfounded, and said slowly after a while: "Is it the one from Australia?"

Zhou Qingzhe said hatefully: "Who else is there besides him! It is the industry tycoon who calls himself Ice Man and is known as the godfather of stealth in Hollywood." If we don't give him this face, I don't even know how to proceed with the future plan!"

Who could make Zhou Qingzhe, who even the first person in the demon world, Yuan Qiankun, dare to calculate, panic so much......

(To be continued)