"What I feared the most back then was Yuan Zhangang's Doutian God Ape Law Body, and if I see it again today, let me have a battle with this Doutian God Ape!"

The sword light swung, and the surrounding fog began to tremble.

Fang Ling's eyes moved as he looked at the vibrating sword light. Under his gaze, he saw that Xuanguang Daojun just swung a sword.

But in his mental sense, he felt that this dazzling Dao Monarch had swung out a total of hundreds of swords.

And it's a hundred swords that converge as one. These hundreds of swords converged as one, directly slashing through the purple sea of flames and slashing at the huge Doutian God Ape.

The Doutian God Ape was cut into two pieces, and even the owner of the Doutian God Ape was cut into a mist.

The power of this sword, according to Fang Ling's estimate, is only the Five Tribulations Dao Venerable, but the use of power by the sword of Puru Dao Jun has reached an enviable height.

That's why he was able to cut off the huge Divine Ape Dharma Body and their master with a single sword.

But at the moment when the Doutian God Ape broke into a mist, countless purple mist in the void converged, and the man who was chopped into powder appeared again.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were still the same, although there was no look in his eyes, but it gave people a feeling of fear.

The long river impulses the heavens and the earth, and the giant eagle devours the sky.

At the moment when the Doutian God Ape was beheaded, the other three Law Bodies also attacked towards Fang Ling and the other three at the same time.

The grass sword in the hand of Qingti Daojun turned into ten thousand zhang long, nine blades of grass. Transformed into a turquoise sword wheel.

The giant eagle that rose into the sky was divided into pieces by the sword wheel. And the long sword and the long river are in the hands of Puru Daojun. Broken down into an inch.

But these people are like Rou Niang in the black mist, and at the same time as they are broken, they will continue to be born.

It's just that what is in the black fog is one to ten, endless. And in this purple mist, if one is extinct, there will be another one.

In half an hour, the three Dao Monarchs didn't know how many times they had killed these four men, but the four men still kept appearing, as if the four had just appeared.

Golden light rushed from Fang Lingfa's body. The four men disappeared again with a thinning purple mist.

Compared to just now, the Three Great Dao Monarchs looked even more embarrassed, they quickly threw a pill of pill into their mouths, and then quickly hugged Fang Ling forward.

None of the three Dao Monarchs spoke this time, and they did not miss any opportunity to recover their mana.

And in the battle just now, Fang Ling saw one thing, that is, in this purple mist, even the Three Great Dao Monarchs. There is a possibility of falling.

The golden Immortal Palace, in front of Fang Ling and the others at this time, appeared even clearer, and Fang Ling even saw the Immortal Palace. Someone figure.

This is a red-haired, golden-crowned, brocade-robed woman standing on a platform in Asgard. There is a feeling of being in the air.

The surrounding heaven and earth were unconsciously integrated with this woman. It gives an incomparably static beauty.

"If this woman is in terms of cultivation, she is definitely not weaker than us. "That Puru Daojun seems to be talking to himself. It was as if the other party Ling said: "It's just that she's just a phantom, you don't have to care." ”

Phantom, don't care, it is not that this woman does not exist in this world. What kind of existence is the splendid Penglai Immortal Palace.

Fang Ling didn't ask, at this time, his biggest thought was to hurry. Although he had never relaxed his vigilance against the Three Great Dao Monarchs, he knew in his heart that as long as he relaxed a little, he might be buried here.

Although that golden Dharma Body was able to restrain the mist, with his mana, it was difficult to support it endlessly.

Fortunately, the purple mist was not too long, and after resting three times, Fang Ling walked out of this purple mist surrounded by the Three Great Monarchs.

Outside the purple mist, there is a piece of gold, which makes the beautiful Penglai Immortal Palace even more magnificent.

These gold, like golden streamers, flutter outside Penglai Immortal Palace.

The golden divine light, when shining on the golden streamer, Fang Ling felt his heart tighten. It was as if there was something trying to pull his mind out of his consciousness.

Fang Ling guarded his mind, but in the blink of an eye, Fang Ling found that he had exhausted his mana by urging the magic body formed by the Ming King's sword.

The beautiful Immortal Palace could no longer be seen, and what appeared in front of Fang Ling and them was a golden mist.

"This is the last Heavenly Divine Mist, as long as this layer of Heavenly Divine Fog is broken, we will be able to enter Penglai Immortal Palace. Puru Daojun smiled coldly and said to the other two Daojun: "Back then, the most people died here. ”

"We're going to do our best, or we're all going to die here. ”

Qingti Daojun and Xuanguang Daojun both nodded, their expressions extremely serious.

Just as the endless golden mist surrounded the figures of the four people, a golden death was formed in the void.

This golden net is overwhelming, and the moment this golden net is formed, it has already blocked the four directions of heaven and earth.

Although Fang Ling's main time was spent on recovering his strength, with this golden net falling, Fang Ling felt that he had fallen into a small golden world.

This is no less than a net in the small world of one Daojun, what should three Daojuns do.

Fang Ling didn't say anything, all he had to do was to observe quietly, and just as his gaze was looking towards the three Dao Monarchs, the Dazzling Dao Monarch slapped the top of his head violently, and a golden cloud flew up from the top of his head.

On this golden cloud, there are more than a thousand golden flowers, and in the shining light, countless patterns shine on this golden flower.

Origin Dao Pattern Condensation, for Dao Monarchs, is almost the last means for them to defend against their opponents.

And this kind of means is even more harmful to the caster himself than to deal with the person. Generally speaking, until the moment of life and death, no one uses this method at all.

The golden net fell, and the golden flowers continued to fall from the void. With these falling golden flowers, Xuanguang Daojun's face became extremely ugly.

Every time a golden flower falls into the golden net, it will turn into a one-foot-long stripe, and then shatter into the golden net.

In half an hour's effort, there were as many as thirty golden flowers lost by the Dazzling Dao Monarch.

Although these thirty golden flowers are not very many compared to the thousands of golden flowers on the top of the head of the Dazzling Dao Monarch, the wear and tear of the thirty golden flowers also means that the strength of the Dazzling Dao Monarch has been damaged a lot.

When Fang Ling's mana recovered, and the Delusional Eye urged by the Ming King's Sword was stretched out again, the Dazzling Dao Monarch put away the golden cloud.

The line stopped, although Puru Daojun and the others all said that this golden mist was the shortest, but Fang Ling and the others also had the longest delay in the golden mist. (To be continued......)

PS: The second update has arrived