God of Life and Death

If they were beaten once by someone from the Bu Lao Clan, they would probably be controlled by others in terms of profit distribution in the future.

"Adler?"

The eight-armed saint recognized the identity of this immortal man at a glance, and there was a deep fear in his eyes.

Adler is a rather legendary being among the immortals!

He is a hybrid of the human race and the immortal race. He has the learning ability of the human race and the long lifespan and ageless appearance of the immortal race.

Although he is an immortal, Adler has only spent less than a thousand years of life from the beginning of his cultivation to the present. However, he is already among the top people in the saint level! Some people say that Adler can now compete with a strong man who has just entered the Great Sage level.

No one knows whether this rumor is true or false!

But Adler's strength is real. At least at the saint level, few people can challenge Adler!

Adler's appearance made the eight-armed saint's heart clench tightly.

He knew that a saint without ancestors would join the battle, but he didn't expect that it would be someone as powerful as Adler!

"Hahaha! Our allies from the Bulao Tribe, the host of the Beidou Battle, have arrived. You'd better die as soon as possible! If you don't struggle, maybe you still have a whole corpse left. If you struggle and resist, we will let you Understand what life is worse than death.”

Tailong struggled slowly and laughed at Fang Yue and others.

There was pride in his eyes.

His eyes were filled with despair as he waited for the powerful men from the Temple of Gods and Demons and the Expeditionary Force.

"The final blow, sea of ​​hell and fire!"

Fang Yue's little devil clone was also a little surprised. The men of the Bulao tribe seemed to be a little faster than he expected!

His true form has just passed the seventh level left by the Great Sun King!

After two more levels, he can truly master the first layer of seals in the Great Sun Palace, control the Great Sun Altar, and leave completely!

In order to delay the Bu Lao Clan, Fang Yue directly chose to let the hundreds of flame creatures that had rushed into the group of geniuses who had rushed to the host of the Beidou Battle explode themselves.

The roaring flames soared into the sky, and the blackness swallowed up all the light and hope!

The talented people who organized the Beidou Controversy just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the overall situation was decided. No matter how arrogant Fang Yue was, he could not make any waves!

However, Fang Yue immediately slapped them hard and told them that the matter was not over yet!

The sea of ​​​​fire in hell is raging!

Crazy waves of fire rolled into the sky!

One by one, the geniuses who organized the Beidou Battle heard beep-bop-bop sounds coming from their bodies. Their delicate skins were burned into charcoal. They didn't even have time to struggle before they were completely submerged in the sea of ​​fire and turned into a piece of charcoal. A piece of black rotten wood!

"Fang Yue, I want to die with you!"

Tai Lung's eyes opened angrily, and the anger in his heart could no longer be expressed in simple words.

He originally thought that the overall situation was settled, and the organizer of the Beidou Battle would have no further losses.

He originally thought that joining forces with the Bulao Clan and the other two forces would only lead to the slaughter!

But who could have expected that Fang Yue would strike such a crazy blow before he failed. The fire just now turned at least the bodies of nearly a thousand Xianmiao disciples carefully selected by the organizer of the Beidou Contest into ashes!

However, the ageless Adler remained motionless.

He is only responsible for assisting the organizers of the Beidou War to win this war!

As for the organizer of the Beidou Battle, how many people will die.

Then it is no longer within the scope of their consideration and cooperation!

The blood on the ground evaporated in the black flames.

Fang Yue looked at Tai Long, with a silent contempt in his smile.

Tailong became angry and wanted to attack Fang Yue for the second time!

Tyrone soared into the sky, and the black hellfire on his body burned.

Tai Long was really cruel this time. Even if his meridians were burned by the hell fire and left with irreversible injuries, he would definitely kill Fang Yue!

Even if it's just a clone venting its anger, it still represents the irresistible majesty of the organizer of the Beidou War.

Fang Yue lowered his eyebrows.

Like a Buddha.

"Fang Yue, be careful!"

"Tyrone stop it!"

Elder Yinyue and the Eight-Armed Saint must protect Fang Yue's clone!

Tai Lung has crossed the line. He, a dignified saint, has repeatedly attacked a junior in the heaven and earth realm, which has broken the agreement and rules between saints!

"You two should just watch carefully from the side!"

Adler took action, and a holy realm spread out, covered in ice for thousands of miles. The bodies of Elder Silver Moon and the Eight-Armed Saint were a little stiff. Their movements were a little sluggish. Fang Yue was already facing Tai Long!

"Tailong, you think you have a trump card, don't I?"

"Can a saint-level strongman really crush everything?"

Fang Yue's tone was calm, but it had the flavor of defying heaven and conquering immortals!

Since ancient times, saints cannot be bullied, but Fang Yue is going to break this ancient rule and establish a legend! An epic!

Fang Yue raised his hand, and a mirror floated into the air!

Yin Yang Mirror!

This is one of the few relics left by Taoist Tutian!

In the Xuanhuang world, Taoist Tutian's name is not obvious.

He was like a cluster of bright fireworks in the starry sky, flashing and disappearing!

But in fact, he is a benchmark in the world of practitioners in all realms.

A way to defy the heavens and defeat the immortals, once defeating the benchmark of the saint at the third level of the Earth Realm!

At his peak, Taoist Tu Tian could defeat the Great Sage with his mid-sage level!

He is a legend and a monster!

The Yin and Yang Realm is one of the treasures that he has forged with a lifetime of hard work!

It once accompanied Tutian Daoist's troops and horses, and fought in all directions!

Now, Fang Yue will use its power to once again create a legend and a myth!

"Yin and Yang turn!"

As Tai Long approached, he used his unparalleled secret technique to evolve a world. He wanted to trap Fang Yue and himself in it.

Let Wanjie be unable to interfere with the battle between them.

However, that world has not yet been created.

The light in the yin and yang realm is the last thing that comes first.

The yin and yang reversed, and the earth floated up, turning into a yellow and hazy sky!

When the sky falls, it turns into a piece of blue land!

"The sky and the earth have fallen, and the sun and the moon have lost their light!"

Fang Yue spoke again.

There was a doomsday scene in that world, with the moon and stars sinking, and the mountains and rivers destroyed!

The world that had just evolved was shattered very quickly.

Tailong encountered a backlash and immediately spat out a mouthful of thick black blood!

There is hellfire burning in the blood, stripping away all the essence in the blood and evaporating it quickly!

This was the second time Tailong and Fang Yue had a hard time, and it still ended badly.

Tai Lung's face was as gloomy as water.

His record was too disastrous. With the qualifications of a saint, he bullied a small cultivator of the heaven and earth realm, but he was still slightly defeated!

This time, the undead Adler didn't help Tai Lung. This is so embarrassing!

If two saints join forces to kill a small cultivator at the heaven and earth level, no matter how evil he is, even if they win, it will be a lifelong shame for them!

The hellfire in Tai Lung's body was never cut off, because he forced the attack and even made the hellfire burn even more!

Tailong's internal organs were all burned by the hellfire. Even for a saint-level expert, his internal organs were still fragile.

His injury is irreversible. Even if it can be cured, he will be unable to make any progress for at least a hundred years!

Tailong's eyes were fixed on Fang Yue, and the anger in them burned even brighter!

"How is it possible that you can control a saint-level magic weapon! This Yin-Yang Mirror, if I predict correctly, should have been left by Taoist Tutian back then! Red is for life, black is for death! Back then, in order to strangle Taoist Tutian, I, Beidou, The organizers of the battle lost a lot of people! But in the end, it was a pity that Taoist Tu Tian escaped at the last moment! His wealth was left in the void of the universe, but he did not expect it. You got it!"

A young man wearing a white cloak with a handsome and almost monstrous face slowly walked out. His figure moved from far to near, and the ground under his feet flew by quickly!

"Nalan Wuque!"

When the eight-armed saint saw this handsome and enchanting young man, his breathing stopped slightly.

From a certain perspective, Nalan Wuque can be said to be one of the pinnacle beings among saints. His strength and means can be said to be on par with Adler, but in terms of fame, Nalan Wuque is even more powerful than Adler. Adler is bigger! Because, eight hundred years ago, Nalan Wuque slaughtered five half-step saints with his peak saint strength.

He became famous in one battle and became a member of the first echelon of saints!

Originally, the appearance of Adler had already put a lot of pressure on the eight-armed saint. Now, the appearance of Nalan Wuque has almost sealed the final outcome.

Adler, one person can easily overturn the cooperation of several saints.

Coupled with Nalan Wuque, the two of them joined forces, even the Great Sage was not afraid!

"Fang Yue, commit suicide! I admit that your talent is amazing, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong position. You shouldn't be standing opposite the host of the Beidou Battle. The water in the host of the Beidou Battle is deeper than you think. I can’t even access the core secrets!”

Nalan Wuque's tone was calm, like an emperor deciding the life and death of a mortal!

"I'll give you a decent death! Live up to your talent!"

Nalan Wuque's words were filled with a sense of superior judgment.

Fang Yue also knew that he was definitely no match for Nalan Wuque.

The attack he just unleashed on the Yin-Yang Realm had already exhausted all the reincarnation energy in his body!

The power of a saint is unmatched. Even if Fang Yue tried his best, he could only use the saint's magic weapon to exert a blow that was comparable to that of a real saint.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that this body is just a clone.

The rotational energy contained in it is less than one thousandth of the original one!

If it were me, the blow just now might have killed Tai Lung!

Fang Yue looked at Nalan Wuque.

"Are you really embarrassed that a senior like you would attack a junior like me?"

Fang Yue was still stalling for time.

I have successfully passed the eighth level and entered the ninth room!

As long as he got the Great Sun Palace, Fang Yue left immediately.

"There is nothing nice or embarrassing. A lion needs to use all his strength to fight a rabbit. What's more, in your heart, I may not be a lion, and you are not a rabbit!"

Nalan Wuque has no emotion or anger. He is calmer than Tai Lung, and at the same time more terrifying!

Only such a person can become a great person and become a hero!

Fang Yue shook his palm, and the Yin-Yang Mirror had been sent into the storage space of another dimension.

This clone of his can perish, but the Yin-Yang Mirror cannot be lost.