God of Life and Death

At the very least, a ray of spiritual thought comes, which contains a small amount of information about its owner.

A wisp of breath is like a person's hair. There is a memory of wool in it. At most, it is just a bit of the life characteristics of the owner of the breath!

"Living sacrifice, and the disciples of my Nalan family still want to leave?"

Deep in the Nalan family, a loud shout came.

The owner of this voice sounded a bit shocked and angry.

A big gray hand reached down from the sky. The hand lines on this palm were clear, and every vein seemed to be like a mountain or river.

The palm of your hand is enough to flatten a mountain and river.

However, that breath suddenly turned into a purple tinkling bell, somewhere between reality and reality.

The bell shook, and the sweet sound spread in all directions.

Fang Yue's aura clone bore the brunt of the attack because it was too close. His clone exploded without even a hint of warning.

Luo Yan's complexion changed slightly, she shook out a blank scroll and wrapped it around herself!

The picture scroll resisted the ringing of the purple bell on her behalf, but the picture scroll was also not easy to deal with, with cracks appearing on it.

Luo Yan disappeared quietly before the scroll completely collapsed.

This bell contains magic sound, which at least involves the eighth level of musical rules.

In all directions, all passing creatures, whether they are the natives of Tianlu or the Destruction Guards, cannot escape the invasion of this magic sound.

Their bodies exploded and turned into the finest blood mist, and all the energy contained in it was swept away by the purple bells.

The big hand hadn't fallen yet, but he was about to pull it away in fear.

This purple bell involves laws that are too high level for a monk of his level to be able to withstand.

However, the purple bell disappeared, turned into a wisp of purple gas and shot up into the sky, turning into a thick flame that burned the big hand and its owner to ashes.

He was sacrificed alive, which was the same ending as Nalan Shand.

Green flames lingered all over his body.

Even if someone sees this kind of death, their hands and feet will feel cold, and their hearts will be filled with fear.

Simply speaking, the Nalan family has been based in this first city on Tianlu for more than ten thousand years, and the Nalan family's mansion has been arranged into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

There is an invasion from outside.

The Nalan family's Dharma-protecting formation was then opened.

The purple smoke was expelled and did not continue to rage in the Nalan family.

In this way, another elite disciple of the Nalan family died, and at the same time, he also lost a leader-level elder of the Nalan family.

The Nalan family suffered heavy losses.

But the culprit, they didn't even catch a hair of each other.

"The Nalan family is in trouble this time. They obviously want to preserve their strength, but masters fall one after another."

Zhang Qiankun was extremely happy when he learned that another leader-level leader of the Nalan family had died.

A leader-level expert can be considered a master among masters in any family.

That is the mainstay of a family. Under normal circumstances, on the Heavenly Road, due to the suppression of the Heavenly Road rules, masters in the Saint Realm and the Great Saint Realm cannot exert their full strength. So basically I won't take action.

Therefore, to measure the true strength of a family or a force, the number of leader-level experts is particularly critical.

"Who is the creature represented by this purple smoke?"

Luo Yan was sitting in the tent, sipping tea and talking to herself like a lady.

Before Fang Yue disappeared, he told Luo Yan the location of his tent, and Luo Yan found it.

It's a pity that there is still just a spiritual energy clone here.

"Fang Yue, are you so afraid of death? All you need to do is manifest a spiritual avatar in front of me?"

Luo Yan looked at Fang Yue and said seriously.

Fang Yue also nodded seriously. In this world, I still think life is the most important.

"However, the purple bell just now was really powerful. A slight shake shattered my spiritual energy incarnation. Although it was caught off guard, the purple bell is definitely a heavenly-level magic weapon."

Fang Yue still has lingering fears. His aura clone is not weak in strength. Except for the treasure and the physical body, all other aspects are as good as the original one.

He has never had his aura clone instantly killed by anyone.

Even a saint-level expert would never be able to do this.

"That is Shanhe Dang. It is indeed one of the Heavenly Master-level magic weapons in your universe. This should be common sense. Why, don't you even know this?"

Luo Yan was a little surprised. Fang Yue, who seemed to be mature, had a frightening lack of knowledge in certain aspects.

Fang Yue rolled his eyes.

"I'm just an ordinary little monk in the early stage of the Reincarnation Realm. How can I possibly know what the Heavenly-level magic weapons are!"

Fang Yue made strong excuses.

Luo Yan also had nothing to do with Fang Yue.

From a certain perspective, Fang Yue was right.

His cultivation realm is indeed at the level of the Reincarnation Realm. Whether it is in the other side of the universe or the universe of all realms, he is just at the beginning stage of contacting the mysteries of this world.

However, Fang Yue's methods were absolutely comparable to those of a leader-level expert. Sometimes, Luo Yan even wondered whether Fang Yue was the reincarnation of a certain saint.

"Shanhe Dang is indeed a very high-ranking magic weapon among the worlds. Even among the Tianzun magic weapons, it can squeeze into the top ten levels. However, that wisp of purple energy is just an imitation. Compared with the power of some mountains and rivers, the power of the real magical weapon is still far behind!"

Luo Yan introduced in detail.

She is not naive enough to think that a simple shape can identify the other party's identity.

"You are from the other side of the universe. How can you possibly know all the powerful men in my world? What if you don't know the owner of this purple smoke?"

Fang Yue said with a chuckle. He didn't think that Luo Yan's hard thinking would have any good results.

"No, I must know this person! In the purple smoke, I felt a familiar smell."

Luo Yan was stubborn, Fang Yue said firmly.

Zhang Qiankun said timidly: "How about I do some divination?"

"Are you a fortune teller?"

"Are you looking for death?"

Fang Yue and Luo Yan spoke at the same time, but the content they said was completely different.

Zhang Qiankun didn't know what the two of them had gone through, but he had just joined Fang Yue's camp, hoping to shine and show some of his value.

That's why he made this suggestion.

"I am indeed a diviner, but my divination is only limited to the level below the leader level. If there are creatures beyond this level, the backlash from heaven will be unbearable for me. I refuse to divination!"

When Zhang Qiankun saw Fang Yue's reaction, he vaguely sensed something fishy.

The person Fang Yue was talking about with this mysterious woman was probably of a very high level, to the point where he was not even qualified to do a little divination.

"It doesn't matter, Fang Yue. This is your person. I won't cheat him. The more detailed the divination, the higher the level of the creature, the greater the price that needs to be paid, and the greater the divine punishment that will be encountered. But if it is just If you vaguely divine the other party’s outline information, there shouldn’t be much of a problem!”

Luo Yan patted her chest and said with assurance.

She really wanted to know the other party's identity.

Even if this Qiankun could give her some vague information, it would be good.

"Is there still such a thing?"

Fang Yue looked at Zhang Qiankun suspiciously. Zhang Qiankun was a trump card in Fang Yue's hand. The profession of fortune teller was extremely rare.

If he is brought back to Earth, he will definitely make a great contribution to dealing with the Earth's disaster.

Zhang Qiankun hesitated and nodded slightly: "There is indeed such a statement."

"However, beyond the level of divination, divine punishment will definitely come. This is absolutely unstoppable! Even if it is just a vague outline, it is not something I can bear!"

Zhang Qiankun had said the ugly things in front of him. He also wanted to see Fang Yue, a man whose fate could not be predicted, dominate the situation and surpass everything.

"This is not a problem. I can resist the catastrophe for you!"

Luo Yan volunteered. She wondered, could she, a majestic peak saint, not be able to withstand the calamity of a diviner?

Fang Yue's face was quite gloomy, it seemed that this matter was unstoppable.

"Wait, let me set up the formation!"

Fang Yue always felt that Luo Yan was unreliable. Although he was a strong man in the saint realm, he lacked the temperament that a saint should have - calmness, sophistication, maturity, etc.

Luo Yan said that he could withstand disaster for Zhang Qiankun, but he always felt that it was not reliable.

"Aren't you worried about what I say? Fang Yue, what do you mean?"

Luo Yan accused Fang Yue, but it didn't sound aggressive. Instead, it was a bit like a quarrel and joke between friends.

Fang Yue didn't pay attention, and array flags were arranged one by one. There were a total of 168 array flags. Each array flag was a magic weapon at the level of Yin and Yang.

The formation that Fang Yue deployed this time is called Qiankun Yin-Yang Formation. This is a saint-level defensive formation, and it even ranks quite high.

Saint-level formations are naturally deployed with saint-level formation flags so that they can exert their full power.

However, where did Fang Yue get the 168 saint-level formation flags? Even these Yin-Yang realm formation flags were made by himself with the materials purchased by Fang Yue despite his headache!

The formation flag was placed, and Fang Yue sat cross-legged in the middle of the formation flag, responsible for controlling the formation.

"Can I start the divination?"

Zhang Qiankun was extremely disturbed by Fang Yue's fuss.

The object of his divination this time may be extremely powerful, so powerful that he can't believe it.

A saint, or a great sage?

This is already the limit of Zhang Qiankun's imagination.

If he had known that the other party was just a wisp of breath, and that he had defeated Luo Yan, who had cultivated to the peak of the Saint Realm, and fled, he would not have dared to deduce the identity of the other party even if he had given him ten thousand courages. Just an outline.

"let's start!"

Fang Yue said solemnly, he was ready to face the disaster.

Zhang Qiankun lowered his head and muttered something while a yarrow burned in his hand.

This yarrow is an exclusive prop for diviners. When used with spells, the smoke from burning yarrow can produce endless changes.

These changes can generate endless inspiration.

This kind of inspiration is the clue to find the truth!

The smoke of yarrow filled the air, gradually forming a vast starry sky.

In the center of the starry sky, a vague silhouette gradually took shape.

this moment.

The nebulae are in chaos, and everything has changed.

The phantom of the starry sky and the outline of the figure disappeared, turning into a pair of cold eyes on the person present.