I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

An extremely powerful suction erupted from the ancient temple, eerie and monstrous, grabbing Yang Fang's body, making his body uncontrollable and rushing forward at extreme speed.

It's like traveling through time and space.

A dense black mist continued to hit his face.

Yang Xin was terrified and under great pressure. The moment he was almost pulled in, he hurriedly grabbed the magic mirror in his hand, ready to pass through the magic mirror at any time and travel back to the world of Shenxu.

brush!

In the blink of an eye, all the suction is gone.

Yang Fang's body finally stopped and landed on a huge ruin. He was fully alert, grabbed the magic mirror, and quickly backed up, looking towards the area in front of him.

The black mist curled up, misty and unpredictable.

The area in front of you is broken ground, collapsed houses, and endless corpses.

At a glance, it is indescribably lonely, lonely, and gloomy.

Above the ruins, there are patches of misty black mist, cold and eerie, with a utter coldness.

It's like being in the fountain of all evil.

This is the interior of the temple?

Suddenly, Yang Fang's face changed suddenly.

He found that all the true energy and spirit in his body had been suppressed, and his body was empty. Apart from the tyrannical body, there was no power in his body anymore.

It's like becoming an ordinary person.

He immediately activated the god seed and summoned the seven-color vortex.

But found that even the God Seed was suppressed, and there was no reaction.

He held the magic mirror tightly, fully alert, and looked in all directions.

I remember that huge head also came in.

What about the head?

Where did you go?

His heart was full of ominousness, he couldn't use his true energy and the seven-color vortex, as if his arms had been broken, and he didn't feel at ease.

Suddenly, Yang Fang lowered his head and looked at the fragment of the magic mirror in his hand, his face changed slightly.

In the magic mirror, the light is hazy, and it is no longer the same as before, reflecting the landscape.

Instead, a layer of seven-color light flashed on the surface.

Like a rainbow, it has a mysterious power.

Yang Fang bent down, reached out to pick up a stone, and carefully threw it on the magic mirror, but found that the light flashed, and the whole stone disappeared instantly.

He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

The function of the magic mirror is still there.

Still can send!

only!

But now I don't know where the mutated magic mirror leads to?

is it safe?

Still dangerous?

The current situation is strange, and he does not dare to study the magic mirror here in order to avoid other accidents.

But he knew that there was an extremely terrifying shadow hidden inside the stone gate.

Maybe the other party is hiding in a corner, staring at him.

Yang Xin's head was dignified, clutching the magic mirror, walking here cautiously.

He is now facing a double crisis.

A dark shadow from within the temple itself.

The other is the head of the black hand who followed in.

No matter which one, it definitely has the ability to put him to death.

Especially the head of the black hand.

Once found by the other party, it is likely to be taken away directly!

Pieces of misty black mist lingered in front of his eyes.

Being here, I can't tell the direction at all.

There is an unspeakable oppressive aura emanating from the vast ruins.

Yang Fang was walking, when suddenly, a sound similar to the vibration of an iron chain came from not far away, which shocked him and stopped him.

With a surprised face, he looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a dense black mist not far away, constantly surging, and the noise inside was harsh, shaking the whole ground.

An invisible majestic pressure erupted, directly and severely acting on him.

It was as if an extremely terrifying troll was locked there.

Yang Fang was extremely decisive, he directly chose to back up, and fled in another direction without even turning his head.

But something terrible happened.

He seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting a wall.

After running a short distance, he heard the piercing sound of the chains again. His heart shook, and he quickly stopped again and looked up.

He saw that strange black mist just now appeared in front of him again.

Still shaking.

Still exuding pressure.

Moreover, his body was getting closer to the black mist.

It was as if he had just run around and was getting closer and closer.

Yang Fang's expression suddenly changed, and he backed up quickly behind him again.

But it's the same as the scene just now.

The more he retreated, the closer he was to the black mist.

The ear-piercing sound of clattering kept ringing in his ears, as if it had merged with his heartbeat, making his blood agitated, breathing hard, and enduring unimaginable pressure.

Yang Fang hurriedly stopped again.

At this moment, he was less than 30 meters away from the black mist, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his entire back was completely soaked.

strange!

It's too weird!

This strange black mist seemed to be calling him constantly.

The dense black mist surged even faster, and the pressure inside was like raging waves. In the end, a vague black figure slowly emerged from the black mist, revealing a pair of scarlet and bewitching eyes, looking at Yang Fang Look coldly.

Yang Fang's hairs stood on end, startled. .

This black shadow is the one revealed inside the stone gate?

But he didn't dare to move his footsteps, his hands were holding on to the fragments of the magic mirror, ready to hide in it at any time regardless of everything.

No matter how mutated this magic mirror is now, it should be safer than staying here.

suddenly!

The fuzzy black figure swept his eyes and landed on the magic mirror in Yang Fang's hand, and two bloody beams shot out from his eyes.

It seems to recognize the origin of the mirror!

Then he looked at Yang Fang again, the bloody beam of light in his eyes became more intense, and his aura was thrilling.

His body was struggling violently, and the sound of the chains in the area behind him was even more ear-piercing, rattling non-stop, as if there was some incomparably huge chain behind him, holding him tightly.

Waves of incomparably majestic mental pressure came out, making it difficult for Yang Fang to breathe, his body shook, and the cold sweat all over his body flowed out like rain.

In the end, this fuzzy black shadow directly let out a roar that shook the sky.

"Roar!"

The whole area is flying sand and rolling stones, and the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

All the black mist and ruins are shaking.

Countless stones danced indiscriminately.

Yang Fang was directly forced to slip backwards by a terrible pressure, his body hurt like a crack, and his heart was startled and horrified.

However, just as the black shadow roared, he remembered that the huge chain behind him was pulling his body even harder.

In the end, the black shadow still failed to hold the chain, and the entire blurred body was submerged in the thick black mist again.

The majestic and huge pressure slowly dissipated.

The immediate area becomes the same as before again.

Whoosh! Whoosh! wheeze...

Yang Fang's face turned pale, he gasped heavily, his eyes were horrified.

No one knew how much pressure he was under just now!

The power of this black shadow is absolutely unprecedented!

This is the existence that truly surpasses the king!

But fortunately, the opponent's body doesn't seem to be able to move.

Yang Fang kept panting heavily, but he didn't dare to continue walking on the soles of his feet.

He was worried that if he continued to walk, he would get closer and closer to the black shadow.

After all, the previous situation can be vividly remembered.

Just like that, he stood there, motionless.

I don't know how long it has passed.

In the dense black mist, the sound of chains kept coming, and the breath was pervasive. An invisible cold vision kept looking at him through the black mist.

Yang Fang showed a wry smile, extremely helpless.

The current situation is really hard to ride a tiger.

Advance without daring to advance, retreat without daring to retreat.

Just stay where you are.

Suddenly, Yang Fang remembered something again.

"panel!"

He couldn't wait to quickly open the panel.

The result was unexpected.

There was a flash of light in front of my eyes, but what emerged was not the previous panel, but an unprecedented nine-color vortex, slowly rotating, emitting bursts of mysterious and hazy aura from inside.

Yang Fang was completely surprised.

This is his panel?

how so?

He didn't believe it, and immediately tried to close the panel.

As a result, the nine-color vortex flashed and disappeared again.

But when he opened the panel again, the nine-color vortex appeared again.

Just like that, he tried back and forth.

Open close.

Close, open.

Seven or eight times in a row, Yang Xin was shocked beyond measure.

Is this the real face of the panel?

The intense and cold vision came from the black mist again.

The black shadow from before appeared again, and he looked at Yang Fang coldly, as if he had expected the nine-color vortex on his body.

Yang Fang finally bent down, picked up another stone, and threw it into the nine-color vortex in front of him.

The stone flashed past and quickly disappeared into the nine-color vortex.

"There is a space behind, can this vortex go in?"

Yang Xin was surprised.

All along, the cheats on him were actually transformed by a nine-color vortex?

He thought quickly in his heart, and finally looked at the nine-color vortex again, gritted his teeth, and decided to drill in to have a look.

With a step on the sole of the foot, the whole body can easily penetrate the vortex in an instant.

As if encountering the influence of a mysterious strange force, with a swipe, it appeared in a brand new space.

An endless gray-yellow sandy land.

There are old tombstones everywhere.

Some names are engraved on each tombstone, as if some top dignitary was buried.

In addition to the endless tombstones, there are endless corpses in the midair.

Densely packed, endless as far as the eye can see.

It seems that the space on the ground is limited to bury too many people.

Some corpses can only hang in the air.

Between the corpses, there are fragments of weapons.

There are broken swords, broken swords, armor covered with marks, and broken shields...

All kinds of weapons, even though they have been severely damaged, are still shining faintly.

Suddenly, Yang Fang shrank his eyes and pupils, showing surprise.

Among the weapon fragments flying all over the sky, there was also a fragment of the magic mirror that was exactly the same as in his hand.

Only on a larger scale.

He immediately jumped up vigorously, wanting to touch the shard of the magic mirror, but the moment he just had this idea, the shard of the magic mirror in midair automatically appeared in his hand.

Yang Fang's face froze, and he carefully matched the two fragments of the magic mirror together, shocked.

Really two in one.

but!

This is still not a complete magic mirror.

It seems that there is still a corner missing!

"There are words, this is... the other shore?"

Yang Fang murmured to himself, noticing the ancient handwriting engraved on the back of the magic mirror.

The other shore mirror!

That's what it's called?

The Divine Mirror should have some functions that he has not explored!

It's not as simple as going back and forth between Shenxu Continent and Blue Star?

Suddenly, Yang Fang raised his head again, staring carefully, his pupils startled.

All the tombstones, corpses, and weapon fragments stretched out invisible thin lines, like causal lines, but not causal lines. All the thin lines gathered at high altitude, forming an extremely huge picture .

It is... Blue Star!

only!

At this moment, Lan Xing looked extremely weird.

Its appearance is constantly changing, changing shape.

Sometimes it is in the state of a blue star, and sometimes it turns into a strange thing with countless lines on its surface.

Yang Fang stared at the strange object with countless lines, becoming more and more suspicious.

Why did he think it was like a fruit.

An incomparably huge mysterious fruit filled with rich purple energy!

"Daoguo..."

Subconsciously, these two words appeared in his mind, his heart was shocked, and his eyes were filled with horror.

good!

This is Dao Fruit!

The entire Blue Star is a Dao Fruit!

And all human beings living on the blue star should be derivatives of Dao Fruit!

The previous doubts in his mind seemed to be all explained at once.

No wonder those six black hands kept pulling the Blue Star people over to raise Gu.

Blue star people are creatures conceived on the Dao fruit.

When it is born, it must be different from the people in this world.

Perhaps as long as the Blue Star is seized, he can completely grasp this huge Dao Fruit!

Is this the purpose of those six black hands?

The more Yang Fang thought about it, the more shocked he became.

There are so many corpses and treasures here, are they all used to nourish the Dao fruit?

Is this the gathering of most of the essence of the heavens to form this Dao Fruit?

Yang Fang walked forward, his eyes continued to look high into the sky.

Suddenly, he bumped into a stone tablet and looked over.

I saw two large characters written on the ancient stele.

Very familiar!

【Yongzhen】.

It is almost exactly the same as the bronze door at the bottom of Blue Star.

Even the notes are the same.

Yang Fang's eyes were solemn, and he looked around the stele, his eyes startled.

I saw writing on the back of the stele.

[The road of detachment, buried with the heavens]!

Below this self, there are six different imprints imprinted impressively.

Sword-shaped imprint, swastika imprint, x mark, skull imprint, snowflake imprint, lightning imprint.

"Sure enough, it's the six of them."

Yang Fang's expression changed.

but!

Are these endless corpses and all kinds of treasures killed and smashed by these six people?

If so, it would be too scary.

Yang Fang hugged the magic mirror and continued to walk here.

The entire area is boundless and vast, as if there is no end to it.

Other doubts appeared in his mind again.

How did the panel come into this shape?

Why is there a panel on my body?

He thought hard, but couldn't get an answer.

suddenly!

Frost hairs stood on Yang Fang's body, and he quickly turned around, a feeling of being spied on came from behind.

"Who? Come out!"

He opened his mouth and shouted.

A faint sigh sounded from behind without warning.

"You still discovered the secret?"

Wisps of black mist emerged, intertwined with each other, with an obscure breath, slowly forming a blurred figure, and then slowly solidified.

until completely clear.

He was an extremely tall middle-aged man.

His eyes are full of vicissitudes, his temples are gray, his facial features are handsome, his hands are naturally drooping, and he is wearing a purple-red robe. The whole person has an indescribable ancient meaning, like a figure walking out of the long river of time.

"who are you?"

Yang Fang shouted.

"Me? I have long forgotten my name, and people who only know the future generations like to call me the devil."

The middle-aged man spoke vicissitudes.

Devil?

Yang Fang's heart shook like a thunderbolt, rumbled and shook his ears, and his hair stood up.

It was him!

He is the head that followed in!

He has been following himself, but he doesn't know it at all.

"You want to take away from me? Are you secretly cultivating Dao Fruit? If you take me away, you can master Dao Fruit?"

Yang Fang shouted.

When he really faced the other party, he was not so afraid.

Just want to know the truth of everything!

Even if it is death, all the veils must be lifted.

"Why be so nervous, in fact, Dao fruit is not so easy to get."

The Demon Lord's voice sounded, his breath was ethereal, and he was not in a hurry to act, as if he was speaking through a world screen, full of emotion, said:

"According to our plan, a large part of you will enter the realm of immortality in the near future. At that time, you will decide whether to live or die, and only six of you will survive. We attacked you at that time, but unfortunately, the situation was out of control, and we never thought that such an accident as you would happen. Your appearance shattered most of our plans, making it too late for us to deal with many things in time Do."

"What do you mean? My appearance was an accident?"

Yang Fang asked immediately.

"What do you think?"

The devil sighed, and said: "All this, in the final analysis, has to be counted on an old man. When the catastrophe of the gods was over, the six of us survived by luck. Later... we were robbed one after another because of other things, and then the old man caught the gap, took advantage of our unpreparedness, forced a gap in the things we had worked so hard to arrange, and got in by himself. It was successfully conceived, but unfortunately, some deviations were found in the middle process, and most of its essences were gathered together, deduced into a nine-color vortex..."

"Nine-color vortex is the essence of Dao fruit?"

Yang Fang was surprised.

This is where the panels come from?

The panel is the essence of Daoguo?

Soon he realized who the old man was talking about.

Absolutely the mysterious old man dug out from the depths of the ground by the Dragon Kingdom government!

It is also the existence that pointed him to enter the temple!

He really has a great background!

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the six people, they forcibly penetrated the arrangement of the six people.

"Speaking of which, that old man should still be hiding in the Dao Fruit World. Unfortunately, my current body is inconvenient to make a move. If not, I have to count whatever I say."

The Demon Lord continued to speak, exuding a refined and enchanting aura.

Like a scribe in the long river of time.

"The catastrophe of the gods is not your handwriting?"

Yang Fang immediately asked.

"Of course not. Too many masters died in ancient times. How can we create such an incident? We are just the beneficiaries of the catastrophe of the gods."

The Demon Lord said lightly, "You are all creatures conceived in the Dao Fruit. Taking you away will not allow us to truly master the Dao Fruit, but it will allow us to become an innate Dao body and get infinitely closer to the Dao Fruit. It is the same to get the fruit of Dao."

"Innate Dao Body?"

"Yes, but now you are no different from ordinary people. The real time has not yet come. According to our calculations, it will take some time before you can transform successfully. It is a pity that you awakened early and entered the This Fallen Temple, which even the ancient gods have a headache for, forced me to appear earlier, but everything should be over now."

Mojun Youyou said.

If Yang Fang was just one of the many Blue Stars, the Demon Lord would not care about his life or death at all.

Yang Fang is gone, just train a new one.

But the panel on his body is made up of the great essence of Daoguo.

Therefore, even if he knew there was danger, the Demon King had no choice but to step in.

"Wait, even if I die, let me die with peace. The three of you left marks on me at the same time. Why did you only see you appear? What about the other two? Are they willing to let me go like this?"

Yang Fang quickly asked.

For some questions, if he didn't ask clearly, even if it was death, he would not be reconciled.

"You mean Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha? Their state is a bit weird. Sword Demon has been seriously injured since the ancient battle and hid in a place that even I don't know. As for Ancient Buddha..."

The devil has a deep temperament and a flat tone, "It is even more impossible for him to appear at this time. After the arrangement of the six of us, I took the opportunity to attack him when he was in nirvana, and sealed him in a Jedi , although he has shown a lot of strength in these years, but now he can't compete with me, he can only wait until other Dao fruit creatures mature, and then carry out the rebirth, but at that time, I Already integrated Dao fruit."

Yang Xin's head was surging, secretly awe-inspiring.

There is also competition among the six black hands?

Are they plotting against each other too?

Yes.

There is only one Dao Fruit, and everyone wants to get it.

How could others be willing?

"What about the other three people? Didn't they ever think about doing it?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Yinquan, Ice Emperor and Lei Zun, each of them has their own troubles. Seeing that the three of us have left a mark, they have no time to compete with us. Well, you already know what you need to know, and it's time here we go."

The Demon Lord's voice was faint, showing a hint of a smile.

His body was made of mist.

It turned into wisps of deep and dark mist again, so deep and terrifying that it seemed to be able to swallow all the light in the world.

As soon as it appeared, the entire nine-color vortex quickly became pitch black.

call!

The endless black mist instantly flooded Yang Fang's body.

Yang Fang's hair stood up all over his body, it was impossible to sit still and wait for death, so he directly drilled hard into the broken surface of the magic mirror in his hand.

Crash!

His body disappeared here in an instant.

but!

The black mist transformed by the demon monarch surged towards the fragments of the divine mirror, overwhelming and mighty, like a black tide, rushing into it quickly.

brush!

There was a flash of light.

Yang Fang's body emerged again, and he quickly looked in all directions, startled.

When his body reappeared, it was astonishingly drilled out of another fragment of the magic mirror.

There is also a fragment of the magic mirror here?

and!

The breath here is too oppressive, as soon as he got out, he felt as if his heart was under some terrible force, and it was difficult to breathe.

The current situation does not allow him to think too much, even if it is the Devil's Nest, he has to move forward.

Yang Fang stepped forward and rushed outside quickly.

Crash!

Suddenly, the familiar piercing sound of chains came from outside the hall, accompanied by waves of terrifying breaths and heavy footsteps.

It seems that there is an extremely terrifying troll rushing towards here quickly.

Yang Fang's face changed drastically, and he stopped suddenly.

Wouldn't this be the lair of the previous phantom?

Otherwise, how could I hear such a familiar sound of chains.

at this time!

A black light flashed on the fragments of the magic mirror behind him, and large patches of dark devilish energy rushed out quickly, like a strong tide, rushing towards Yang Fang.

Yang Fang didn't dare to think too much, and continued to charge forward.

The sound of the chains in front was getting closer and more terrifying, accompanied by bursts of angry roars.

"Roar!"

The magic sound cracked the ears, a soul-shaking sound came from outside.

Crash!

The chains are harsh.

A terrifying and ferocious phantom, entangled in heavy chains, rushed into the hall from the outside, with a terrifying breath, and a pair of scarlet eyes that were terrifying and soul-stirring.

After appearing, he glanced at Yang Fang first, then let out a violent roar, and in a flash, his huge palm slammed fiercely at the dense black air that was coming straight at him.

boom!

The thick black energy transformed by the demon king was defeated by this terrifying phantom on the spot.

All the black air flowed back directly and smashed hard in the distance.

Wisps of black air converged towards the center again, forming the figure of the Demon Lord again.

He stared coldly at the dark phantom wrapped in heavy chains in front of him.

"who are you?"

The Demon Lord spoke coldly.

"Roar!"

The phantom let out a terrifying roar, its eyes were scarlet, and it rushed towards the Demon Lord with thick chains. Without saying a word, it was extremely angry. As soon as it came up, it shot with all its strength, as if going crazy, and killed the Demon Lord.

The demon lord snorted coldly, and an incomparably terrifying demonic energy erupted from his body in an instant. His body swelled against the wind, and suddenly turned into a terrifying form hundreds of meters away, and rushed towards the specter.

He is revered as the Demon Lord, the demon of demons, the king of demons.

How could he be afraid of such a phantom of unknown origin!

Although he has turned into a form of hundreds of meters, it does not mean that he can only be turned into hundreds of meters. It is because the stone palace is too small to accommodate his body.

If it doesn't stand upright, how much more than a thousand feet long?

Boom boom boom boom!

Two incomparably terrifying existences fought fiercely in this mysterious hall in an instant, their voices were earth-shattering and terrifying.

This is definitely beyond the power of the king, even if the king comes, it is destined to be insufficient.

Yang Xin's head shook.

Sure enough, he came to the interior of the black mist!

This phantom is exactly the one before!

Soon Yang Fang showed joy, eagerly hoping that this extremely mysterious black shadow could defeat the Demon Lord, even if he couldn't kill him, it would be fine to trap him here to death.

It really makes sense for the mysterious old man to point him to the fallen temple!

but!

As time passed, Yang Fang showed surprise again.

Because the phantom was in poor condition, its body was trapped by thick chains, and it was greatly affected. It could not really suppress the phantom, and I don't know if it was because of the chains that the phantom could not use some advanced powers. The killing technique is there, only some brute force can be used.

On the other hand, the demon lord swiped his hands, and all kinds of ancient secret techniques were issued continuously from his hands, suppressing the demon shadow and roaring repeatedly, which could not help him at all.

"Roar!"

The phantom went completely berserk, let out endless roars again, crazily vibrating the demonic energy, its body also began to grow bigger, pieces of even more terrifying auras burst out rapidly.

However, as he grew bigger, the heavy chains wrapped around his body suddenly glowed, and pieces of golden runes emerged, densely packed, and landed on the phantom, causing him to scream miserably.

These chains were indeed suppressing his power.

Let him only display a part of his strength.

Once a certain threshold is exceeded, a ban will be triggered.

Boom boom boom!

The Demon Lord seized the opportunity, and made several extremely terrifying attacks in a row, and hit the phantom fiercely, sending the phantom flying upside down and collapsing.

But after cultivating to this level, it is impossible to be killed so easily.

After the phantom's body collapsed, it quickly regrouped in the distance.

Crash!

His eyes were scarlet, cold and frightening, and he seemed to gradually regain his senses, standing in the distance, staring closely at the Demon Lord, and then at Yang Fang.

"The rudimentary form of Dao Fruit, what a big handwriting!"

His tone was cold.

"Who the hell are you? Why do I sense a familiar aura in you, you must be someone I know well."

The Mojun stared at the phantom in front of him, and said in a cold voice.

He didn't come here in real body, and the power he can use is limited.

But even so, he could feel the power of the phantom in front of him.

Without the restraint of chains, this person must be an existence not weaker than his peak state.

But he was locked in the temple!

"You want to get rid of this man?"

The ghost ignored the devil, but looked at Yang Fang with a sneer, and said: "There is a treasure mountain in the sky and you don't know how to dig it. Why ask for power? You have endless power yourself. In the temple, it is enough Against anyone."

Yang Fang was startled, and quickly opened his mouth.

"Senior, please guide me!"

"Most of the essence of Dao fruit is gathered in your body. At ordinary times, you can't use it at all, but in the temple, it is enough to make you unscrupulous. As long as you enter the space of the essence of Dao fruit, how big your heart is and the power you can exert That's how big it is."

Specter pointing.

"Nine-color vortex!"

Yang Fang reacted.

Then he opened the panel again, and his body rushed directly towards the nine-color vortex.

The devil's face sank, and his body turned into an extremely thick black air, which flashed away in an instant, and followed him into the nine-color vortex again.

Boom!

Yang Fang's body re-entered the space of the nine-color vortex.

In the area behind him, endless black air surged, once again forming the figure of the Demon Lord, with an indifferent complexion, gray temples, and a purple-red robe fluttering in the wind.

"It's time to end, do you think you can really compete against me with this place?"

"Whether I can or not, I don't want to wait to die!"

Yang Fang stared at the Demon Lord in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, fuse with me, you will instantly gain unimaginable power, you will directly climb to the top, stand out from the crowd, and become one of the strongest rulers in the world!"

The Demon Lord steps forward.

"Merge with you, will you retain my consciousness?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Why do ants need to be conscious, I can make your physical body astounding in the past and the present, leaving a name in history!"

The Demon Lord spoke coldly.

"In this case, let's fight!"

Yang Fang roared violently, his body shook suddenly, with a bang, his whole body swelled against the wind, his breath was terrifying, and clusters of black hair quickly emerged from his body.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a size of hundreds of meters, roared, and rushed directly towards the Demon Lord.

"Confinement!"

The Demon Lord suddenly shouted coldly, and two beams of light shot out from his eyes.

It hit Yang Fang instantly.

Yang Fang's body suddenly became motionless, as if it had turned into a sculpture, he couldn't help himself, and couldn't control it at all.

"Ants are just ants, why bother to struggle, even if you are unwilling, you can't change your fate, being merged with me is your luck through thousands of lives!"

The devil's tone was indifferent, and he stepped forward, his body turned into black mist again, wrapping towards Yang Fang's body.

"Remember my words, as big as your heart is, your strength will be as great. In the essence of Daoguo, no one can do anything to you!"

Suddenly, the voice of that phantom came from outside again coldly.

Yang Fang's body remained motionless, but deep in his heart, he was trying to sense the God Seed with all his strength, and his anxious heart was roaring crazily.

Sure enough, he was hit by the phantom, and in his desperate induction, the seven gods that had disappeared reappeared in his heart.

Without hesitation, Yang Fang immediately activated the [Yuan Xin] divine seed with all his strength, and began to hypnotize himself.

boom!

I am invincible...

I am Yuanshi Tianzun...

I am the beginning of the heavens...

I am the source of all...

I am invincible...

I have opened up...

I am the greatest ruler of this world...

[Yuan Xin] The hypnotic power of the god-seed was exerted over and over again, constantly acting in the depths of Yang Fang's soul, buzzing and vibrating.

suddenly!

Yang Fang's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he shot two extremely terrifying light beams directly, and let out an earth-shattering roar from his mouth.

"I am Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Boom!

The breath of the whole body suddenly rose.

Be it the god corpses, tombs, or weapons in the space in front of him, all the essences are rushing towards Yang Fang's body with radiant light and turbulent airflow.

For a moment, his imposing manner was infinitely high, eternal, desolate and endless, as if representing nothingness, vastness, and creation from nothing.

Represents the beginning of heaven and earth.

boom!

As soon as his physical body collapsed, just as he pounced on him, the endless black mist that enveloped him was suddenly disintegrated by him.

Then all the black mist flowed backwards and appeared in the distance with a clatter.

The black mist surged and turned into the body of the Demon Lord again.

He looked surprised and looked at Yang Fang.

It seems that I can't believe it.

The Yang Fang in front of him really seemed to be a different person.

Even he felt the emptiness and vastness in Yang Fang.

It is not true.

It seems unreal.

The vastness is long.

From time immemorial.

"This is impossible."

The devil said to himself.

It doesn't make sense.

Yang Fang has never seen a real strong man, even if he only relies on imagination, how strong can he imagine?

Even if an ant dares to imagine, it can at best imagine that it can carry an elephant.

But Yang Fang is more than just carrying an elephant.

He seemed to carry the entire universe on his back!

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