God of Life and Death

"I knew you would come! This wall of seals dropped by the strong men of the other side of the universe cannot be broken unless a strong man of the Great Saint level comes in person! There are real relief sculptures of hundreds of beasts on it, among which Contains the true meaning of heaven! No matter who attacks the relief, one of the beasts in it will be resurrected and attack the attacker. Therefore, several strong men at the leader level have fallen, and even several saint-level beings have been injured. Such a relief is almost impossible to solve, unless it is broken through with one force, or someone understands the essence of the flaw and destroys it!"

There is a deep wound on one arm of the eight-armed saint, dripping with blood. Needless to say, he must be among the injured saints, which is why his face is always so dark. ink!

"What, do you need my help to heal your injuries?"

Fang Yue looked at the eight-armed saint with interest. The wound was very deep, and the white bones were vaguely visible.

On top of the white bones, there is a layer of faint crimson curse power crawling like repelling insects.

The curse is so terrible that even saints cannot completely eradicate and solve it.

Of course, the saint's methods are also very powerful. The curse cannot be eradicated, but it will be suppressed within a certain range and will not cause harm to a wider range.

For healing, the first thing the eight-armed saint thought of was Fang Yue.

The little prince's injury was exactly the same as his, even more serious. Fang Yue was able to help them heal the injury, and his injury was just a drizzle compared to the little prince at that time.

"Part of the life essence has been lost and needs to be replaced with Baicao Liquid. Also, the power of your curse has gradually taken root in the flesh and blood, and there is a possibility of sanctification. Even if I come to heal you, I am afraid I will have to pay a certain price! "

Fang Yue's expression gradually became serious.

Doctors all follow this routine. They first sigh softly and look pitiful, making you feel that there is no cure, and then finally turn around and cure your injury. Are you embarrassed not to give me a red envelope?

"How many?"

The eight-armed saint blew out white smoke from his nose.

I had known it would be like this for a long time, and it was Fang Yue's typical behavior to start early without any benefit.

Even if they had united and fought side by side, it was just a combination of pure interests and not much friendship.

"Hey! Enter the Tao, give me another hundred drops of magic liquid, and I will help you heal your injury right away!"

What kind of business is good these days?

One is the business of human life, involving life and death, and no one can be careless.

One is a monopoly business. There are very few people in this world who can break the curse. In this three-acre land, where can the eight-armed saint find such people?

"no problem!"

The eight-armed saint gradually relaxed, and Fang Yue didn't ask for too much.

In the outside world, a hundred drops of divine and demonic fluid may be a hundred opportunities to be reborn, but in the eyes of the eight-armed saint, they are just a souvenir of their divine and demonic palace.

Fang Yue raised his hand and saw the eight-armed saint's injuries that had been treated!

He and the Eight-Armed Sage were already old acquaintances, and they were each other's piss-takers, so Fang Yue didn't pretend to do anything like using a hanging thread to check his pulse.

The power of the curse was absorbed by Fang Yue's red ring.

As for the remaining injuries, a little Baicao liquid was sprinkled on them, and they recovered naturally, and the wounds were restored as before!

After recovering from his injuries, the eight-armed saint immediately got rid of a serious illness in his heart.

This curse has always been a worry in his body. Although it cannot threaten his life for the time being, it does affect the normal display of his strength.

"It's him! It's him! Fang Yue is here!"

Wang Xuan turned around and left quietly just now, and now he brought another saint over.

This saint's face is very strange, but Fang Yue can tell from his obedient and resentful face that this saint is definitely from the organizer of the Beidou Battle!

Wang Xuan was beside him, jumping up and down, his face full of excitement.

Fang Yue!

This is a name that can make him rich!

Previously, the organizers of the Beidou Battle had issued a reward of one billion spiritual stones to anyone who could find Fang Yue and provide accurate clues about his location!

Spiritual stones are not valuable, but it depends on who they are for!

Wang Xuan is just an ordinary practitioner in the Reincarnation Realm. One billion spiritual stones are enough for him to have no problem with cultivation resources in the next hundred years.

Wealth and silk moved people's hearts, not to mention that Wang Xuan had already disliked Fang Yue!

Why, you are in the Heaven and Earth Realm and I am in the Reincarnation Realm, so you can win the saint's eyeballs better than me!

This is a bit like concubines in the harem competing for favor and jealousy. It’s terrible!

Sima Ying, the saint who organized the Beidou Battle, was also helpless!

Offering a reward to Fang Yue, the organizer of their Beidou Battle had indeed had this order for a long time.

But the premise is that Fang Yue has already escaped!

The organizer of the Beidou War has long been interested in Fang Yue's treasures and skills, and wants to take them as his own. The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of possessing the treasure.

However, this business of making money and killing people can only be carried out in private.

In this large public place, many forces gathered together. The organizers of the Beidou Contest killed the contestants of the Beidou Contest without any reason. How could they lose their face?

All right!

Even in the eyes of the public, the organizer of the Beidou Conflict has long lost its shame!

But I always need the last fig leaf!

Just now, Wang Xuan happily pulled him over and said he had a surprise.

I just followed him stupidly.

Is this a surprise?

It's obviously a shock, right?

Sima Ying was really a little scared when she looked at Fang Yue's hostile eyes!

Bounties were already a thing of the past, but the information about Fang Yue was the latest.

In the Demon Sealing Land, Fang Yue relied on the saint's magical weapons and formations to fight against Saint Tai Long and seriously injured Saint Tai Long.

Such strength makes people feel a little frightened and timid!

Tailong is a saint and has been in the realm of Tao saints for thousands of years.

No matter how useless he is, he can still be regarded as a senior saint, and Sima Ying needs to worship and learn from him.

And Fang Yue was seriously injured, and even just now, news came from above that Tailong was dead.

Although the law enforcers immediately claimed responsibility for Tai Long's death, Sima Ying always felt that this matter was inextricably related to Fang Yue.

Even a veteran saint like Tai Lung died.

Sima Ying was just a young person who managed to break through to the realm of a saint through external force not long ago.

If he is really targeted by Fang Yue, will he go to the underworld to play house with Tai Long?

This is a real problem!

"Sir, bounty, spiritual stone!"

Wang Xuan couldn't tell the situation at all.

He thought Fang Yue was intimidated by Sima Ying.

He quickly asked for the reward to prevent Sima Ying from forgetting.

This saint was like a divine dragon, and Wang Xuan didn't think that Sima Ying's status as a saint would deliberately throw away his few spiritual stones, but to be safe, it was better to be cautious.

As for how to use spiritual stones?

Hehe, Wang Xuan has already planned it!

Become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.

It all depends on these billion spiritual stones!

"Hey! You even offered a reward to me! You did a good job!"

Fang Yue's eyes squinted. He glanced at Sima Ying.

Unexpectedly, the organizer of the Beidou Controversy has already hated himself to such an extent!

Sima Ying wished he could kill Wang Xuan next to him.

What nonsense are you talking about!

If he and Fang Yue fight head-on, it's not certain who will win!

If you add the Eight-Armed Saint, the ally next to Fang Yue, then the outcome is certain.

You must lose!

Sima Ying suddenly felt that she was very miserable.

A great saint has fallen to this level!

"Wang Xuan, you have lost your mind and gone crazy! How dare you disrespect Master Fang Yue? Come on! Drag him out and kill him!"

Sima Ying was also a ruthless man. For the sake of his own life, he directly pushed Wang Xuan out and used him as a gun.

"Drag him out and behead him... There's something wrong with this script!"

Wang Xuan's eyes widened and he shouted loudly: "Sir, I'm unjust!"

However, Wang Xuan's redress of grievance did not cause anyone to stop.

Two guards from the Yin-Yang realm appeared and dragged Wang Xuan away. In a moment, a bloody light rose up a hundred meters away.

Wang Xuan's head fell to the ground.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to become a master, but unexpectedly he became a ghost under the sword.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave for now!"

Sima Ying looked stiff, and Fang Yue borrowed his sword to kill Wang Xuan.

Although Wang Xuan's death was not a pity, for Sima Ying, the loss of face made him even more uncomfortable.

"Go slowly, don't send me away!"

Fang Yue spoke slowly and waved goodbye.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of countless forces.

From then on, Fang Yue began to achieve great success, and he was on an equal footing with the saint. No one dared to look down upon him again.

"This Great Cloud Realm, Fang Yue, how did you get in?"

The eight-armed saint looked at Fang Yue and gave him a break. The key to entering the Great Cloud Realm was still in Fang Yue's hands.

Since Fang Yue could leave the Great Cloud Realm smoothly, he could also enter it smoothly.

It can be said that the Eight-Armed Saint has already deeply understood Fang Yue's attainments in space and heaven.

"Just strolling around like this, and it will come out naturally!"

Fang Yue was unwilling to expose the Yin-Yang Teleportation Array's methods.

This method involves too much complexity.

The eight-armed saint took a deep look at Fang Yue. Seeing that Fang Yue was unwilling to say more, he stopped mentioning it.

"So, do you have any good ideas for breaking through the space barrier?"

The eight-armed saint asked again that the person who tied the bell must be tied to untie the bell. The space barrier set up by practitioners of space and heaven naturally requires people who also practice space and heaven to solve it skillfully.

Fang Yue pondered for a moment: "Can't we just drill a hole and get in?"

"???"

The eight-armed saint stared, wondering what the hell was going on.

The space barrier only shows a lithified appearance. If you can really get a hole through it, it will be great fun!

"Do not believe?"

Fang Yue looked at the eight-armed saint with a big smile.

The eight-armed saint shook his head quickly, naturally he didn't believe it.

"Hey, look at me!"

Fang Yue walked straight to a space rock wall.

A finger traced down.

A crack suddenly opened.

The breath from the Great Cloud Realm hits my face!

"It's that simple?"

The eight-armed saint held his breath, and the space barrier that had caused so many powerful people to struggle for so long was actually easily solved by Fang Yue.