God of Life and Death

"What kind of trick is this! It can actually change the day! It was clearly a bright and bright day, but it turned into a dark night sky. The purple moon is hanging in the sky!"

In the ring, the audience who originally thought that Fang Yue would have nothing to do and could only lead his neck to the slaughter were surprised again!

They clearly felt that the method used by Fang Yue was quite powerful and was obviously not weaker than Yan Qingyi's Baoshan Seal. However, although Baoshan Seal has disappeared in the long history, there are still records.

But they had never even heard of Fang Yue's move!

"Which sect's secret method is this! It is so powerful that it has an aura that transcends all living beings and transcends the world! If given the opportunity, I would be willing to spend millions of spiritual stones to purchase a volume of such a secret method!"

The old men below the ring did not hesitate to speak kindly. It is quite rare for the battle between nurture and nature to trigger such a vast vision of heaven and earth. Unparalleled in the world!

"Oh, millions of spiritual stones! How can such a secret method be measured by simple spiritual stones! It should be the secret book of a certain great religion. It is buried in the snow between heaven and earth. Unless the sect is endangered, it is impossible. Born at will!"

Another old man was quarreling with the man just now! He is even more certain of the value of this secret technique!

Next to them, the people in Ziyue Cave Sky were startled and surprised, but in the end they all looked depressed.

Originally, they were doing well as melon-eaters, so how could they be shot while lying down?

Others may see it, but people in Ziyue Cave can recognize it with their eyes closed. This is definitely their sect's secret method of suppressing religion, the Ziyue Technique!

But the Purple Moon Technique displayed by Fang Yue was more than a hundred times stronger than their secret technique!

As night falls, the purple moon is enchanting, and the stars are shining brightly in the sky!

Even the person who created this secret technique might not have expected that the Purple Moon Secret Technique he created could actually show such power!

"Overwhelming!"

Yan Qingyi's mountain shadow finally fell and hit Fang Yue hard! Howling crazily, even the space is about to be torn apart. If the mountain falls, it will definitely smash a piece of the earth!

"The moon is destroyed and the stars are sinking!"

Fang Yue did not hesitate and controlled Ziyue to fall suddenly.

The purple moon collided with the mountain and exploded with a loud bang!

The troubled times collapsed and the purple moon disappeared!

In the end, the two secret techniques collided together, and they ended up dying together!

"Is it a tie?"

Some people were surprised and said to themselves.

"This... is Yan Qingyi's loss! Although on the surface the two of them are matched, don't forget that there is a huge gap in their realms!"

People under the ring were talking a lot!

Yan Qingyi's face looked ugly, as if he had eaten fly excrement. He had long known that fighting Fang Yue would be like this.

Win, bully the weak, win without force!

If he cannot win, it will be even more embarrassing, and even the reputation of Wanxiang Pavilion will be seriously implicated!

"Is this the genius of Wanxiang Pavilion? I don't think it's great! He's six levels higher than me, but he can't even hurt a hair on my head!"

Fang Yue commented with a disappointed look in his eyes!

Yan Qingyi was deeply stimulated. He trembled all over and pointed at Fang Yue and roared: "Don't be too arrogant! If you offend Wanxiang Pavilion, you will not end well!"

"hehe!"

Fang Yue sneered.

"Is that all you people from Wanbao Pavilion are capable of? You can't beat me even if you bully the weak, and then you bring out the forces behind it to threaten me? Are you going to fight in a group? I'm so scared!"

Now that his face has been completely broken, Fang Yue doesn't care whether he offends Wanbao Pavilion!

His sarcasm made Yan Qingyi's heart even more angry!

"Okay! You forced me to do this! I'll let you see if my people from Wanxiang Pavilion can kill you!"

Yan Qingyi's face was ferocious, and with a loud sound, the clothes on his body were torn to pieces.

A layer of fine navy blue scales was exposed. His elbows and knees all pierced with a sharp spike like an awl!

"Demon?!"

Fang Yue was slightly startled. He could feel that the breath of life in Yan Qingyi's body exploded and surged!

His body shape and appearance are exactly the same as the scene where he transformed into a demon!

Under the ring, the face of the big shot who was leisurely watching the show just now suddenly changed, and he secretly said: "Oh no!"

"Hua Mo, I didn't expect that Yan Qingyi was actually a spy sent by the demon clan!"

"No wonder he made things difficult for Fang Yue. It turns out that his real purpose is to kill the genius of the murderous clan and prevent him from growing up!"

Comments arose one after another.

Everyone's stance turned towards Fang Yue! There are thousands of races in the world, and the human race is just one of them, not the only one who dominates the world!

The demons are cruel and often have frictions and disputes with the human race.

The bloodshed and sacrifices have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. The two sides have accumulated grudges, and the hatred in them has become irresolvable!

The two races, humans and demons, are feuding.

No matter how high your status is, once you get involved with the demons, they will be immediately reviewed and liquidated, no matter how strong your connections and background are!

In a rage, Yan Qingyi exposed his method of transforming into a demon and was pushed to the forefront. But there was not even the slightest hint of joy on Fang Yue's face!

Becoming a demon means burning out one's life potential in a short period of time.

But under the last glow of life, he is invincible! Able to instantly burst out with strength several times greater than usual!

Yan Qingyi looked at Fang Yue, with a sneer on his ferocious face: "A hundred levels of physical body! Do you really think you are invincible? In my eyes, you are just a human-shaped medicine. If I eat you, I will turn into a demon. , all consumption will be compensated!"

Yan Qingyi's body surface was filled with demonic aura, and his eyes no longer had any expression that humans should have.

Indifference, bloodthirsty, destruction!

Yan Qingyi seemed to have transformed into a great demon roaming the world.

Unscrupulously, killing all sentient beings!

"Even if you turn into a demon, you may not be my opponent! The human race is invincible! No matter how many races attack you, you will still be undefeated!"

This already involves a racial war. Fang Yue easily attributed himself to the human race! This is driving the general trend. As long as he is undefeated in this battle, he will definitely become a hero for the entire human race!

"I know that you have many tricks! But I am not unprepared! If you let me win, why bother? I can crush you to death with one finger!"

Yan Qingyi took out a jar of blood from the storage bag.

These are rich human blood, the essence refined from countless corpses!

Yan Qingyi raised his neck, gulped, gulped, and drank it all in one gulp!

The essence and blood in his body boiled, and his own aura soared to the sky!

Click, click, the shackles of heaven shattered.

Yan Qingyi's cultivation level continued to rise, from the previous sixth level to the eighth level in one breath!

No, using breakthrough may not be appropriate.

To be more precise, Yan Qingyi has restored his cultivation!

The oppression of the avenue diminished on him.

Let his cultivation reach its peak!

"What was he drinking? He was able to resist the suppression of the rules of this world!"

Under the ring, someone was shocked!

Not to mention Yan Qingyi, even if some famous and leader-level people come, they will be suppressed below the sixth level of the innate realm within the scope of the Yan Kingdom's sacred land!

And this Yan Qingyi actually broke the rules!

This means that he may be invincible under this special suppression!

Only Fang Yue's eyes were blood red, and he knew what Yan Qingyi drank! That is the essence of the blood of the people of Yan State, the divinity in their blood!

That day, in order to restore the first level of cultivation, someone slaughtered nearly a hundred people in a village!

And this Yan Qingyi has restored two levels of cultivation in one breath. How many screams of dead souls must be contained in his jar of blood essence!

"Evil obstacle! Evil obstacle!"

Under the ring, the big man in the Wanxiang Pavilion stamped his feet arrogantly, and the crutch in his hand suddenly hit the ground, making the whole earth tremble!

If you can turn into a demon, you can use some excuses, but killing mortals, refining divinity, and drinking their blood has already touched the moral bottom line of the practitioner. Killing common people is unacceptable in the world!

"Fang Yue suffers death!"

With his cultivation level restored to two levels, Yan Qingyi was full of confidence. He slowly stretched out a claw and grabbed Fang Yue's heart!

This time!

Fang Yue swung a long sword and slashed Yan Qingyi's scale-covered wrist together. The long sword was dragged, and a series of sparks were created!

The blade of the long sword was rolled up, unable to cause the slightest harm to Yan Qingyi!

"Bah! These are all broken swords!'

With a bang, Fang Yue threw away the long sword in his hand. He turned sideways to avoid Yan Qingyi's clutches. But before he could take a breath, the phantoms of mountains were already crashing down crazily!

boom! boom! boom!

Three mountains fell from different angles and directions, blocking all Fang Yue's escape routes!

After turning into a demon, Yan Qingyi's strength skyrocketed, and the same Baoshan Seal displayed different powers in his hands!

"Thousands of waves cut, swords shine on the river!"

Fang Yue's pupils shrank, and he took out another intact sword. This sword was a magic weapon at the heaven and earth level, and it was unparalleled in strength.

As soon as Fang Yue made a move, he struck with five waves!

Three and a half times the strength was exerted.

At the same time, the light of the sword was like a river, sparkling, and the phantom of the mountain falling from the sky was scraped into inches of dust and powder!

"What a powerful method! Even if Yan Qingyi uses eight levels of innate methods and his body becomes demonic, he still can't do anything to Fang Yue?"

Someone under the ring has already shown a horrified look!

Yan Qingyi is nothing. His body has turned into a demon and he is murderous. He is destined to be targeted by thousands of people. Even Wanxiang Pavilion cannot protect him!

However, Fang Yue's strength is a bit too abnormal.

He is only at his peak the day after tomorrow. Even if his body is innate, he is not so arrogant!

If he is allowed to grow up, no one in the world will be able to capture him!

"This is only three mountains. Have you exhausted all your strength? But let me tell you, this is only one-tenth of my true strength!"

Yan Qingyi was condescending and didn't seem to worry about his identity being exposed and being unable to escape. On the contrary, he looked at Fang Yue like a cat chasing a mouse, wanting to kill him cruelly after playing with him in every possible way!

Around Yan Qingyi, the shadows of mountains linger. From the shadows of three mountains, they turned into five in the blink of an eye!

He commanded Shan Yue to smash towards Fang Yue in this small arena space. Fang Yue had no room to dodge!

"Six Waves of Thousand Waves!"

Fang Yue gritted his teeth and fought back head-on!

The sword's light was like lightning, splitting open the entire sky!

Three mountains that hit him from the front were cut open by the light of the sword and turned into two halves. Like an invincible god of war, standing proudly on the ring!

"Nine peaks are coming to suppress the world!"

Yan Qingyi's face gradually became serious, and he raised his hand to see the shadows of nine mountains. The nine directions, symbolizing the nine palaces, sealed a space, trying to trap Fang Yue alive in it!

Fang Yue felt tight in his chest, suffocated and depressed!

He seemed to be walking in a mud, and every move he made was under tremendous pressure!

"Aren't you crazy? Keep going! I want to see if the so-called genius can really fight against the immortals in reverse and fight across eight small realms!"

Yan Qingyi was filled with hatred.