Chapter 229 Success, the Evil Old Immortal

Under the blue sky, a purple dragon shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds, and the purple dragon scales sparkled with cold crystal light under the sunlight.

Fang Wang sat on the dragon head with his eyes closed. Even without activating the skills, he was surrounded by wisps of spiritual energy, like white silk fluttering.

"It should take four days to reach the Cangji Minghai. Our speed is not fast. I guess the Jinxiao Sect has already passed the news to Zhu Rulai."

Emperor Hongxuan said, his eyes fixed on the distance, his eyes full of expectation.

Xiao Zi turned his head and asked curiously: "What do you mean? The Jinxiao Sect tipped off?"

Emperor Hongxuan couldn't help laughing: "We are going to subdue Zhu Rulai, not to kill him, so we naturally have to use courtesy before force."

Fang Wang suddenly said: "Zhu Rulai is indeed not simple, his luck is spread all over the Cangji Minghai."

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Hongxuan turned his head sharply and looked at him with a weird look.

"The entire Cangji Minghai? Could it be that Cangji Minghai is far less than the Nanqiong Sea?" Xiao Zi's tone was full of confusion.

Fang Wang did not answer, he silently practiced his skills.

Emperor Hongxuan took a deep breath and said with emotion: "The Nirvana Realm can spy on the luck, Fang Wang, how high is your Taoism?"

He was shocked by Fang Wang again.

This place is so far away from Cangji Minghai, Fang Wang can actually feel Zhu Rulai's luck and see through his methods. This is no longer a genius.

He seriously suspected that Fang Wang was occupied by an ancient great monk like him.

After practicing for two hundred years, it is impossible to have such a keen perception of luck!

He had discovered that Zhu Rulai's luck covered Cangji Minghai before, and he was afraid that there would be a fierce battle next. He even thought that Fang Wang might be defeated.

Now it seems that he is afraid of disappointment.

Tsk tsk, is there no one in this world who makes Fang Wang suffer?

Emperor Hongxuan was filled with emotion. Although the Dragon-Subduing Great Sage brought a catastrophe to the Dragon-Subduing Continent and the surrounding seas, he also gave Fang Wang the best environment for growth.

There was no reason for those strongest people in the world to cross half of the human world to kill a genius.

Fang Wang didn't know what Emperor Hongxuan was thinking. He had already started practicing the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong.

He could feel that Zhu Rulai was not simple. He estimated that he would have to use all his strength in this battle. He was afraid that this would attract the prying of the strongest, so he practiced the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong in advance to avoid being deduced in the future.

The mental method of the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong was extremely complicated. Even Fang Wang, who had practiced it to perfection, had to follow its rules.

This skill was more like a physical condition. As long as the transformation was completed, the power of this skill could be maintained.

In this way, time passed by.

Xiao Zi and Emperor Hongxuan chatted casually.

About two hours passed.

Rumble——

The sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly gathered thunderclouds, and thunders were heard, shocking Emperor Hongxuan. Xiao Zi thought that Zhu Rulai had come to kill him in advance.

They did not feel Fang Wang's abnormality. The formless Zhoutian Gong was originally a hidden magical power. How could it be discovered when it was practiced?

The only thing that could discover him was the secret of the heaven, so the might of heaven came, as if to warn him.

Fang Wang didn't care and continued to practice.

Emperor Hongxuan glanced at Fang Wang, but did not notice his connection with the strange phenomenon. He could only look away.

Fang Wang was so calm, how could he, as an emperor, lose face?

Two hours later, Fang Wang successfully completed the mental operation of the formless Zhoutian Gong, which enabled him to reach the state of great perfection of the formless Zhoutian Gong in reality.

The rolling thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, and the vast might of heaven disappeared in an instant, which surprised Emperor Hongxuan and Xiao Zi.

Emperor Hongxuan subconsciously looked at Fang Wang, wanting to discuss with him, but the next second, his eyes widened.

He looked at Fang Wang carefully, and Fang Wang did not change at all, but he could not feel Fang Wang's breath.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to explore, and something even more terrifying happened.

His spiritual sense could capture all the existences in the world, except Fang Wang.

Fang Wang was clearly in front of him, but when he only used his spiritual sense to capture him, he could not detect Fang Wang at all.

How is it possible!

Emperor Hongxuan opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang carefully, and the fear in his eyes became stronger.

Xiao Zi sighed: "It finally dissipated, and I don't know if it was caused by Zhu Rulai."

It glanced at Emperor Hongxuan and found that Emperor Hongxuan was looking at Fang Wang with a complicated look.

Its dragon eyes lit up. Could it be that the power of heaven just now was caused by the young master?

Fang Wang did not open his eyes, he would not admit it.

After mastering the formless and invisible Zhoutian Gong, if other people want to track him down, they can only use mortal means, that is, to collect intelligence, and cannot track him down through their own deduction, spiritual consciousness, magic, supernatural powers, etc.

Cool!

Fang Wang's strength has not increased, but the moment he mastered the formless and invisible Zhoutian Gong, his sense of security soared, and he felt a sense of relief as if he had broken free from shackles.

Emperor Hongxuan saw that Fang Wang did not change his expression, so he could only suppress his inner shock.

The rest of the journey became silent, and the usually talkative Emperor Hongxuan became a mute. Xiao Zi noticed that the atmosphere was not right, but he did not dare to act rashly, for fear that he would say something wrong and cause trouble for the young master.

…

Above the earth, thick smoke billowed, and the dark clouds that covered the sky made the world dark.

Magma spread across the mountains, and there was no green at all. Looking up, you could even see many white bones, like a purgatory on earth.

Halfway up the mountainside of a volcano, there is a pool with a diameter of more than a hundred feet. The magma in the pool is boiling, and bubbles of different sizes are popping up. There are many skulls rising and falling in the pool, including one human head that has not completely turned into a skeleton.

This face is clearly that of Fang Zigeng.

Fang Zigeng's white hair had been burned off, and his head was covered with scars, which was horrifying and terrifying.

Beside the magma pool, there was a ragged old man sitting on the ground, with a small cauldron in front of him, in which medicinal materials were being steamed.

The old man's skin was dark, and the skin of his hands was like tree bark. His long eyebrows covered his eyes, and the firelight lengthened his shadow, like a demon spreading its teeth and claws.

at this time.

Fang Zigeng's brows furrowed, with a look of pain on his face.

"Huh? He actually survived."

The old man raised his eyes and said in surprise, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

After counting the breaths.

Fang Zigeng opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

He suddenly saw the old man, and murderous intent suddenly burst into his eyes, and he said angrily: "Old devil! You will not die well!"

The old man was happy and said with a smile: "I don't know whether I will die a good death, but I know that your life is worse than death now."

Hearing this, Fang Zigeng's expression moved. He seemed to feel it, and his head couldn't help but tremble. He subconsciously lowered his eyes, his pupils dilated, and despair welled up in his eyes.

Under the magma, only a white skeleton was left in his body from the neck down. No wonder he was unconscious.

He had never experienced anything like this before. He truly felt that death was approaching. The unknown fate frightened him. When he thought about his wife again, his heart fell into despair.

Seeing his expression, the old man looked proud and said with a smile: "You are right, those guys are all dead, and they are right next to you. You are the only one who survived."

Fang Zigeng looked up at him, his eyes full of hatred. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you..."

When the old man heard this, he said contemptuously: "Why do you need to explain why I do what I do? If you want to blame it, blame the Supreme Sect for not knowing how to praise. They even dared to snatch the dragon bones that I want. It would be easy for me to destroy your entire sect. If it were me, When you were young, I had to torture you for a few years and play you to death.”

Fang Zigeng closed his eyes in pain.

"Boy, if you survive, I will accept you as my successor. You can even seek revenge on me in the future. If you die at the hands of your apprentice, I will not live in vain. After all, my master died in my hands." The old man. As he spoke, his tone became emotional.

Hearing that revenge was possible, Fang Zigeng opened his eyes again.

He gritted his teeth and asked: "I have become like this ghost, can I still be resurrected?"

The old man pinched his beard and smiled: "Why not? It is not difficult to develop muscles and activate blood circulation. Boy, you may hate me now, but you will be grateful to me in the future. I will not only change your destiny, but also cut off all your worries. Without worries, No one in this world can deal with you."

Fang Zigeng was silent.

The old man stared at him and said in wonder: "So it turns out that it is the ancient demon soul that has protected you. The fact that you have such an opportunity shows that you are a lucky person. It just so happens that after this calamity, the ancient demon soul will merge with your soul. Coupled with my inheritance, it is not impossible to fight for the position of a great sage across the world. "

Fang Zigeng's heart was heavy, but he knew that hatred was useless. He had to become stronger in order to avenge his wife and the Supreme Cult.

He did not move out of the Fang family and Fang Wanglai. The strength of the old demon in front of him was definitely the most terrifying person he had ever seen. He did not want to cause trouble to the Fang family.

Moreover, he has to take revenge!

Fang Zigeng's face gradually returned to calm, and he asked: "Since you want to accept me as your disciple, why don't you tell me your name?"

The old man smiled proudly and said: "I have many names. Since you want to take revenge on me, then remember my most hated name. Remember, I am called the extremely evil old immortal."

Extremely evil old immortal...

Fang Zigeng had never heard of this name, but he didn't care.

He made up his mind that no matter how painful it was in the future, he would definitely survive!

At this time, the extremely evil old immortal counted his fingers, frowned, stood up, jumped into the air, and grabbed the volcano where Fang Zigeng was with his right hand.

In an instant, the mountain trembled, and this volcano over three hundred feet high rose from the ground.

Fang Zigeng looked up with a look of disbelief on his face.

In his eyes, the figure of the extremely evil old immortal grew rapidly, as if it was about to become taller than the sky.

The extremely evil old immortal raised his hand and took the entire volcano into his palm. It was not that he had grown bigger, but that the volcano had become smaller and fell into his palm. Mountains with a radius of several miles shrank in his palm. Fang Zigeng changed. Even smaller than sand.

"It's really strange that the little Supreme Sect can lead to such deductions and investigations. I don't know who the immortal existence is."

The extremely evil old immortal muttered, but his voice resounded through Fang Zigeng's ears like thunder.