On the battlefield, the situation is precarious, and the three major Tianjiao have all burst out of their strength, no longer retaining, and they all want to kill Fang Yang.

Just as Shirakawa had guessed, their temptations to each other not only had no effect, but instead caused a rift in each other's hearts.

When he lost the last trace of darkness in his vision, Fang Yang felt the change in the battlefield in vain, and his heart tightened.

"It seems that this group of people is also anxious. ”

Fang Yang took a deep breath and began to solemnize.

Before that, although the three of Zuo Cheng didn't go all out, each had their own careful thoughts and calculations, but now, maybe they were a little hurt by Fang Yang's slap in the face, and they had to be treated solemnly.

"Death, Fang Yang!"

After the madness, Wang Heng was like a beast covered with red hair, revealing a wild and brutal aura all over his body, and the fluctuations emanating from his qi and blood alone were enough to make the birds above the sky tremble.

Wang Heng pounced on Fang Yang suddenly, his mad aura pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, and sharp claws like beasts grew on his ten fingers, wanting to tear Fang Yang apart.

A cold aura rose from Fang Yang's back, almost hundreds of hunting instincts, making him retreat in an instant.

"Forget it, don't play, I'm going to flip the cards. ”

Fang Yang retreated like a prophet, and rolled sideways to dodge a sword slashed by Bai Chuan, and after getting up, Yun was light and said to the two with a smile on his face.

"If you dare to speak out when you are trapped in it, now you are equivalent to being blind in both eyes and having no senses, look at how you still fight with us!"

Bai Chuan's left-hand Rakshasa Sword changed to his right-hand Rakshasa Sword, and in an instant, the confusing aura became even more weird.

Between the Rakshasa swords, the black mist was soaring, diffusing and spreading, and suddenly the entire world was like a bloody purgatory.

An extremely strong ominous aura, resentment rose from the Rakshasa sword, and even a shrill wail could be heard from it.

If it weren't for Bai Chuan's fluttering white clothes, as if he was about to turn into an immortal at any time, anyone would think that he was a person in the Demon Dao.

"The realm of punishment, deprive everything!"

Zuo Cheng's tone was cold, without a trace of emotion, the whole person rose into the air, his eyes were black like a whirlpool, and the mysterious runes were constantly weaving and interpreting.

Suddenly, Fang Yang only felt that all the movements coming from his ears were extremely small, and he could still feel the breath of some breath fluctuations before, and the sound of nothingness echoed, but now it was as if it had been cut off.

Not only the sense of hearing, but also Fang Yang's perception and mastery of the energy of heaven and earth were all extremely weak in an instant.

As a last resort, Fang Yang had no choice but to burst out with the spiritual power in the two hundred and fifteen precedent heavens in his body, running the runes at an extremely fast speed, forming a wall of qi, and making a defensive posture.

"Boom!"

Bai Chuan slashed his sword on Fang Yang's spiritual power wall, and the rune imprint was completely wiped out, causing him to change color a little.

But although the runes were worn out, the strong resentment in this Rakshasa sword, the ominous qi frantically poured in, and it continued to wreak havoc, and it didn't take long for another Rakshasa sword to evolve in Bai Chuan's right hand, and slashed down while the raging invasion had opened the gap.

A sword slashed in, and with a "bang" sound, the hole torn open by strong resentment became bigger and bigger.

Fang Yang felt a strong throbbing in his heart, this ominous aura of resentment was like a curse that sealed countless unjust souls, once it was touched, it would immediately bear all the cause and effect.

"Everything you see is an illusion!"

At the critical juncture, Fang Yang's eyes were clear and bright, and he displayed the magic power of seeing the moon pupil, and all kinds of visions revealed their absolute essence at this time.

But before Fang Yang could see that glimmer of light from the dark cage, Wang Heng's beast-like fierce claws followed.

"Poof...... Hiss~"

Wang Heng's speed was extremely fast, and the scarlet evil qi formed a straight line in the air, and his ten fingers were like a sharp sword inserted into Fang Yang's chest.

Since Fang Yang had lost all his divine sense, he couldn't feel the slightest movement from the outside world at all, so when Wang Heng pounced, Fang Yang was almost defenseless.

Wang Heng's sharp claws made like divine gold slammed into Fang Yang's chest, deeply embedded in Fang Yang's skeleton, strong resentment and ominous qi frantically invaded, this pain was far more unbearable than the damage to the flesh and blood of the body.

"Ahh

Fang Yang couldn't help but wail, feeling as if his chest was being bitten and devoured by countless insects.

"Puff~"

Flesh and blood splashed, the shocking mouth was torn bigger and bigger in an instant, and even the white bone stubble could be seen, the blood flowed like an infusion, Wang Heng wanted to tear Fang Yang's chest open,

Seeing this scene, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched unconsciously, and they gasped.

"Fang Yang!"

The operators of the Third Interstellar Bureau couldn't help but exclaim, and their hearts suddenly rose to their throats, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from the palms of many people.

In an instant, the situation of the scene took a sharp turn for the worse, from Fang Yang suppressing the three heavenly prides and beating the three of them to retreat, to now, Fang Yang was eroded by the ominous qi, and his chest was torn to the point that it was about to shatter.

The atmosphere became extremely solemn, and even the people who were watching from afar with a curiosity in the place of bones couldn't help but get nervous.

It seemed that the next moment, Fang Yang was about to be torn to pieces by Wang Heng and turned into countless flesh and blood residues.

However, such a dramatic scene can only exist in everyone's imagination, and does not appear in real battles.

Fang Yang didn't react anything other than the painful wail at the beginning, and he didn't even have any painful look on his face.

"It's time to finish!"

Fang Yanghuo raised his head, the moment he looked directly at Wang Heng, he stretched out his hands, and in an instant, the dragon roared, and the power of blood and qi rushed out, firmly grasping Wang Heng's wrist inserted in his body.

Through Fang Yang's eyes, Wang Heng saw a pair of eyes like stars, and the moonlight was mottled, as if it was the sea of stars, the center of thousands of star rings, there was a fatal attraction, making all beings in the world fall into it.

Wang Heng's heart tightened, and a cold air rose up his back, and he felt an extremely uneasy and dangerous aura.

"Open it for me!"

Wang Heng let out a low roar, and the sound he made didn't look like a human at all, but a beast, with scarlet blood-colored veins all over his body, like blood droplets condensed into substance, a drop of bloody qi, like a bloody cage.

The power condensed by countless bloody qi is a Senluo Purgatory, which will crush and wear out all life!

However, the power formed by the convergence of countless bloody qi exploded in an instant, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace, and the hands inserted in Fang Yang's chest did not move at all.

No matter how Wang Heng struggled and roared, how he frantically joined the strength, his hands seemed to be frozen, he couldn't move, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Fang Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, smelled the rhythmic aura of heaven and earth energy, and sighed, "The breath of life, it's been a long time." ”

Fang Yang sensed the changes in the energy of heaven and earth!

Zuo Cheng reacted instantly, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Quickly retreat!"

He would never have thought that Fang Yang would actually use Wang Heng, who was not directly punished by him, as a medium to perceive the changes in the energy of heaven and earth.

When Wang Heng's beastly flesh and qi power tore apart Fang Yang's chest, it was like a sharp sword inserted into his flesh and bones.

As the blood flowed out, the world that Fang Yang felt again was one with Wang Heng.

The so-called illusion, in its essence, is nothing but an illusion.