I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

The terrible confrontation separated again in an instant.

All the kings in the distance were deeply shocked by it, and looked at Yang Fang's eight-color vortex.

They have long heard that the eight-color vortex is extremely terrifying, and has devoured experts like Shen Cang, but they did not expect that even an existence like Mad Demon would not tear the eight-color vortex apart.

Even at the moment just now, being stuck by the eight-color vortex, a lot of power was obviously pulled out of that devil's claw.

He was able to make a note of the madman, and let the madman suffer for it!

This is simply incredible.

Some people are famous forever and have already become monument-like existences. Not to mention being able to compete with them, just being able to withstand a single move under the opponent's hands without dying is enough to become famous.

undoubtedly!

Madman is such a strong man.

Yang Fang calmly defuses the opponent's claws, which is enough to prove his strength once again.

"Hey hey...hahahaha..."

The madman looked at his palm and let out bursts of wild laughter. The black energy around him was surging and billowing, and the laughter became louder and louder.

In the end, it echoed throughout the canyon.

All the villagers turned pale, and quickly backed away again.

The village head immediately activated the gossip map, and quickly stood in front of many villagers, trying his best to defuse the influence of this laughter for them.

Yang Fang even put the rules into the gossip map to help the village chief and weaken this terrible laughter together.

"It's true that the heavens have treated me well. This deity has been sleeping for so many years. Not only did I encounter the ancient treasure Jiuyoutu, but also the heavenly seed descended into the world..."

His voice roared and reverberated across the world, a pair of eyes suddenly shot out a scarlet light, black energy surged around him, covering the entire area, and he said solemnly: "Boy, give your eight-color vortex to me, me!" Accept you as an apprentice, and from now on, I will guarantee you to become famous and invincible!"

"Thank you for your kindness, senior madman. I don't think it's necessary. I already have a teacher, and I don't like to take others as teachers casually, and I don't like to make a name for myself."

Yang Fang sneered.

"Do you dare to refuse?"

The madman's voice was loud and his aura was terrifying, shaking the area.

Everyone was surprised again.

Refused the madman's solicitation?

This guy is brave enough.

If it were an ordinary king, even if he was lucky enough to block the madman's attack, he would definitely be unable to hold back when facing the madman's solicitation, and would climb up the pole.

After all, worshiping the madman as a teacher is equivalent to having an eternal backing!

"It's not that I refuse, but that my master's inheritance may not necessarily be weaker than Senior Crazy Demon."

Yang let it out.

"Hey, it's interesting, it's really interesting, tell me and let me see, who is your teacher?"

The madman laughed loudly, the black energy around him was surging, terrifying and unpredictable, like a magic mountain that shook the sky and the earth, bringing people a kind of depression deep in the soul.

at the same time!

An unusually terrifying sound came from the distant area again.

"Fellow Daoist Crazy Demon is right. I am also very curious about who your master is, so tell me so that I can listen to it!"

boom!

A series of deafening roars came, like the impact of a steel tide, the dark haze in the distance quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood light was strange, bringing an indescribable atmosphere.

The sound shook many people's bodies.

Everyone showed horror and quickly dispersed.

Another super villain appeared?

Who is this?

Boom!

In a blink of an eye, the scarlet light rushed forward quickly, and the vast blood light invaded the sky and the ground, dyed the space and the earth red, just like scarlet blood waves.

The waves of blood spread out, revealing a huge, ten-foot-tall figure with red hair all over its body. It looked as if it had just crawled out of the blood.

It reveals evil spirit, blood energy, cold energy, and Yin energy, which is indescribable.

Soon someone trembled and recognized this person.

"God Corpse King, my God, he is the God Corpse King in the rumors!"

"What, the legendary god corpse has attained enlightenment and is unparalleled in the world... he is actually still alive, hiding in the darkness and haze!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

What they saw today really shocked their hearts.

First, the unrivaled madman was still alive, and the ancient corpse king reappeared in the world.

Every piece of news is extremely incredible.

The God Corpse King is definitely a terrifying existence not weaker than a madman.

Rumor has it that he was born with spiritual wisdom from an unrivaled god corpse, and cultivated step by step. He called himself the god corpse king.

"Hey, the God Corpse King is dead. From then on, I will call myself the King of the Immortal Tomb, climb out of the Immortal Tomb, gather the essence of thousands of immortals and gods, and achieve my own way!"

The ten-foot-tall red giant sneered.

boom!

suddenly!

Another earth-shattering aura roared quickly from a distance, mighty and mighty, almost no weaker than the two in front. Accompanied by waves of low-pitched roars, everyone's ear bones were numb.

"It's such a lively scene. I woke up by accident today. I passed by here and encountered such a scene. It's really interesting. I'm here to join in, and the one-horned ghost king is here too!"

There was a long roar, the ground collapsed and the mountains cracked, accompanied by a violent wind, revealing a ghostly aura, which made one's scalp tingle.

Everyone looked back in unison.

The terrible breath came to the front in an instant.

Indistinctly, there is an extremely huge black shadow standing between the sky and the earth, accompanied by countless ghosts, shadowy, entwined around his body.

The sound of ghost howling disturbs people's hearts and souls.

Everyone's hearts turned cold, and they quickly retreated.

Another living ancestor level.

This is undoubtedly a super existence, comparable to the god corpse king and madman.

At this moment, all the kings were terrified.

What day is it today, how did you blow up all these old monsters.

Didn't they return to ashes and ashes a long time ago? Why does it still appear?

This area is doomed to chaos.

The blood shot out of the madman's eyes, and he sneered coldly, without saying a word.

The God Corpse King also made noises, standing between the sky and the earth.

"I heard that your lineage is not weaker than that of a madman, young man, tell me, who is your lineage? How did it come about?"

The one-horned ghost king's tone was cold, revealing his huge eyes, looking at Yang Fang's body through layers of black mist.

Mad Demon and God Corpse King also sneered endlessly, Qi Qi saw it.

Yang felt relieved.

A madman has already made him do his best, and now there are two more terrifying existences that are not weaker than the madman.

Today's situation is really unpredictable.

Even the village head was so gloomy that he secretly transmitted voices to Yang Fang, the First Elder, the Second Elder, and others, "Brother Xiao, Wuming, Huo Qing, you immediately lead the villagers to the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall There is the supreme magic circle secretly left behind by the first village chief, which can temporarily block the attack of the king, I will deal with them, guide them to break the seal, let the supreme demon king come out, and let them die together."

Yang Fang and the others felt their hearts twitch.

After a while, Yang Fang shook his head lightly.

"Too dangerous."

This is tantamount to playing with fire and setting yourself on fire!

If one is not good, they will only die more miserably.

There is not even a shred of hope left.

"There is no other way right now, this is the only hope, you all retreat immediately."

The village chief sent a heavy voice transmission.

"Young man, who is your master?"

The madman's voice was cold, followed by a rumbling sound, overwhelming everything.

"I am as curious as they are, young man, you might as well tell me."

The God Corpse King also sneered and stared at Yang Fang.

The three unrivaled powerhouses stand in three different directions, and their auras are terrifying and different. Each person's aura is like an independent world.

Either crazy, or eerie, or haunted by ghosts.

Yang Anxin's hair was heavy, and being targeted by them, he felt the illusions in his eyes and the traces of his soul being distorted again.

The three unrivaled powerhouses are too terrifying.

Even if it is motionless, the breath alone can affect the hearts of others and make the king confused.

"Roar!"

Yang Fang yelled suddenly, the sound of thunder was launched, and the power of heaven was rolling, containing a terrifying aura, just like the god of thunder descending into the world, forcibly dispelling the disorder of the mind and suppressing the restlessness in the heart.

His eyes were indifferent, and he said: "You three seniors, why are you so aggressive? You insist on letting the juniors tell you about your mastery, so what if you tell me about it? The juniors are taught by two great figures, one is the ancient sword demon, One is an ancient Buddha!"

His voice sounded and echoed here.

The faces of many kings in the distance changed, it was unbelievable.

Sword Demon?

Ancient Buddha?

How can this be?

What are you kidding?

There are still descendants of such an existence?

Could it be that they are still alive?

The auras of the three unrivaled powerhouses also suddenly surged, like a surging tide, like a rolling volcano, connecting the sky and the earth, covering countless miles.

"Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha? Where are they?"

The madman shouted loudly, the meaning of madness on his body was very heavy, and he didn't seem to have any fear.

"Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha? Impossible, this is unlikely!"

The corpse king's eyes flashed red, and he shook his head again and again.

"Hehe, it's interesting. Even if you pull tiger skin to make a coat, you might as well make it look like it. You actually pulled it on the sword demon and the ancient Buddha. Young man, you are too reckless."

The one-horned ghost king's tone was indifferent, and he didn't believe it at all.

Even the village head, the first elder, the second elder and others around him were all surprised, and they looked at Yang Fang in unison, as if they had known Yang Fang the first day.

He learned from Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha?

"Don't you believe me?"

Yang Fang sneered and shouted: "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

boom!

He suddenly activated the divine seed [Soul Gathering] to manifest his own soul, and appeared in a dark mass in the area behind him, filled with waves of terrifying and unpredictable aura, unusually dark and tall, dark and deep, strange and unpredictable .

On the forehead of this huge soul shadow, there are two strange marks respectively.

One is a sword-shaped imprint.

One is the swastika mark.

It was scorching and flickering, very clear.

"Beacon? This is impossible!"

The God Corpse King shrank his pupils and shouted out loud.

"Restore the original and reproduce the truth!"

The One-horned Ghost King yelled, and the scarlet blood light shot out from his eyes. He looked at the two marks on Yang Fang's body, but the moment he touched the two marks, the scarlet blood light in his eyes suddenly disintegrated and exploded. The sound was hard to condense, and there was an unspeakable aura, which quickly attacked his body along the invisible cause and effect.

The one-horned ghost king retreated quickly, feeling terrified, changing eighteen directions in a flash, finally cutting off cause and effect.

He was extremely unbelievable.

it is true!

This imprint is real!

Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha are still alive!

"How is it? The three seniors believe it now?"

Yang Fang shouted.

"Boy, you said you are their apprentice? I think you are looking for death. Do you know what this mark means? You will die from now on!"

The one-horned ghost king shouted angrily.

"I don't care what it means. The sword demon left a mark on me on the ancient Buddha, and I can see it. If you have the courage, you might as well kill me and try it, and see if the sword demon and the ancient Buddha will find it. Everyone settle accounts, by the way, besides these two, there is also a Demon Lord who is also entangled with me."

Yang Fang shouted.

Devil?

The people in the distance once again showed their horror, which was unbelievable.

What is the origin of this guy?

Actually got involved with this legendary guy.

What are you kidding?

The sword demon, the ancient Buddha, and the demon king, if one is taken out alone, it is the existence that makes the ancient gods tremble.

The faces of the one-horned ghost king and the god corpse king suddenly changed, deeply unbelievable.

This guy became the beacon of three people at the same time?

How can it be!

They stared at Yang Fang, and soon their hearts changed, feeling that they had discovered some secret.

Yes!

It must be heavenly!

No wonder this guy was able to gather all eight Heavenly Seeds at once?

The sky seeds are so precious that it is difficult for ordinary people to get even one, but he got eight.

Now it seems that someone is deliberately manipulating, and someone is giving him food.

In other words, the current Yang Fang is just the prey of the Sword Demon, the Ancient Buddha, and the Demon Monarch, who will swallow him up when he has been trained to a certain level.

However, when the time comes, whether it is the sword demon who swallows Yang Fang, the ancient Buddha who swallows Yang Fang, or the demon king who swallows Yang Fang, it depends on whose method is better.

But without a doubt!

It will be a duel between the three super taboos.

Even if the ancient god king stepped in rashly, he would die without a place to bury him.

Anyone who dares to kill Yang Fang in advance will offend the three taboos at the same time.

From now on, life will definitely be extremely painful...

"Young man, you have a bright future, it's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing, this seat is optimistic about you!"

The God Corpse King spoke with a half-smile.

"What a young man, I have nothing to say today."

The one-horned ghost king sneered.

No matter what today, they dare not touch Yang Fang, even if they covet the eight heavenly seeds.

There was an uproar in the distance.

The three unrivaled powerhouses compromised?

really!

In the face of the three legendary existences in ancient times, even if they were as powerful as the god corpse king and the one-horned ghost king, they would not dare to touch their majesty!

The strong have their own strong hands!

There are mountain high mountain!

Even though these three unrivaled powerhouses are fierce and crazy, it depends on who they are compared with.

"Interesting, really interesting."

From the madman who had been silent all this time, a low and loud voice suddenly came out, his eyes were scarlet, showing a hint of madness.

"This village of gods should be destroyed. The Nine Serenity Banner has been sealed for many years, so it should reappear in the world."

His huge demon body walked forward, and the endless black energy around him was surging, like a vast tide, rushing directly towards the direction of the entire Shencun.

Regarding Yang Fang, he never mentioned a word again!

Boom!

The sky is dim and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon have no light.

The entire top of Shencun quickly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the invisible terrifying force was mighty and mighty, rushing towards every corner of Shencun.

Everyone's face was horrified, and they instantly felt tingling pain in their bodies, as if they were about to collapse.

Before the terrible black air was really suppressed, they felt desperate.

With a whistling sound from Yang Fangzi, the eight-color vortex quickly grew larger, whining harshly, and emitting a heavy and terrifying roar. It was devouring the black magic energy in the sky with all its strength, and there was a deafening rumbling sound inside.

In a blink of an eye, the eight-color vortex protected the entire Shencun below, devouring the black air in the sky with all its strength.

The madman's face was gloomy, and the aura on his body was like a volcanic eruption, which was unbearable. His scarlet eyes stared at Yang Fang, containing a terrifying insanity.

"Boy, you are looking for death. Others are afraid of the sword demon and the ancient Buddha, but I am not afraid. If you want to seek death, I will fulfill you. Even if they are really resurrected, I will have to compete with them!"

Roar···

Accompanied by an ear-splitting and terrifying sound of howling magic, the madman raised two extremely huge black palms, and directly grabbed the eight-color whirlpool and Yang Fang's body.

His name is Mad Demon, and he is crazy because of the demon. Because he is crazy like a demon, he cannot act according to common sense.

Just like real world psychos.

No normal thinking can measure each other.

boom! boom!

Two incomparably huge demon palms suddenly covered the eight-color vortex and the Shencun below, and then, a deafening roar came from the mouth of the madman.

The dark aura filled the sky and covered the sky, rushing downwards as if they didn't want money.

His power is fierce and domineering, endless, like the vastness of the universe, he wants to refine the eight-color vortex alive, and refine the people in Death God Village alive.

Yang Fang really felt the boundless and terrifying pressure, mighty and mighty, constantly coming from the area above his head, even if the eight-color vortex was running to swallow it madly, it would be difficult to swallow it all.

The gap between the two sides is too great!

The boundless power of refining came, making his bones creak, and the whole Shencun trembled, like a big earthquake.

All the villagers were terrified.

The eight-color vortex above Yang Fang's head was constantly distorting and expanding, and it seemed difficult to maintain. It shone with bright rays of light, feeling like it was bursting.

In the end, he directly uttered waves of terrifying roars.

Bursts of eight-color divine light erupted from all over his body, and seven huge black shadows suddenly appeared in the area behind him, surrounding his body, howling to the sky, and then pouring power into the eight-color vortex together.

at the same time.

At this moment, the eight-color vortex was also flickering with black light, bursts of extremely terrifying evil spirits spewed out, mighty and mighty, and dozens of huge black shadows spewed out from the eight-color vortex at once.

Every black shadow is majestic and huge, muddled and standing still.

The moment he saw these black shadows, Yang Xin was startled and reacted quickly.

These black shadows are all quasi-kings and king-level masters who were previously refined by the eight-color vortex.

After their tragic deaths, they still had their souls alive, so they were forced to come out at this moment.

"That's right, the eight-color vortex has the function of [Soul Gathering]. Even if those masters are completely refined to death by me, there will always be a wisp or two of remnant souls, which are retained by the [Soul Gathering] God Seed."

now!

All the remnant souls retained by the [Soul Gathering] God Seed were forced out, but their figures were dim, and could not be compared with the seven figures behind Yang Fang, because they had not devoured other soul power, but only had a powerful shell That's all.

But even so, the appearance of dozens of terrifying shells is still a powerful new force.

Yang Fang raised his head to the sky and screamed, his breath exploded, and he tried his best to rotate the eight-color vortex, driving dozens of black shadows around him to dance wildly.

Dozens of black shadows sent power to the eight-color vortex together.

Bursts of even more terrifying power erupted instantly from the eight-color vortex.

The madman's eyes sank, and he roared loudly and deafeningly.

He felt his pair of big hands being violently swallowed by the eight-color vortex, rumbling, and a lot of energy was sucked away again.

The huge palm became dim and unreal again.

"Junior, you made me really angry!"

The madman's voice is terrifying, his eyes are extremely cold, his huge demon body climbs the sky and shakes the earth, with the power to destroy the sun and the moon.

Everyone was surprised.

Yang Fang's performance shocked them again.

The madman has already used two palms, but he still can't do anything to the eight-color whirlpool.

The strength of the opponent is already unimaginable.

"Break it!"

The madman roared, and even more terrifying power erupted from the huge palm, mighty and mighty, emitting gorgeous black light, making the entire eight-color vortex distorted even more violently.

But Yang Fang quickly flipped his palm.

A large black bow appeared in the palm of the hand, and a bronze arrow was attached to it, and it was pulled up forcefully. In an instant, a great ominous wave directly appeared between the sky and the earth.

The darkness and haze in a radius of tens of miles are all burning rapidly, turning into eerie blood light, thrilling, scorching and flickering, like a tide, quickly gathering towards the bronze arrow.

"This is... Forbidden Device!"

The eyes of the God Corpse King glowed with blood.

"It's getting more and more interesting, hehe."

The one-horned ghost king sneered.

call out!

The entire black bow was fully drawn by Yang Fang, and endless blood light gathered, turning the entire bronze arrow into blood, and Yang Fang quietly covered it with a layer of law power.

"kill!"

boom!

Scarlet blood rushed out in an instant, more than ten meters long, across the sky, quickly shot out from a hole in the eight-color vortex, and pierced towards the madman's body.

The eerie aura instantly permeated the world, which surprised all the kings.

Even the madman sensed a hint of danger.

The black big bow in Yang Fang's hands is not as powerful as it was in the hands of the previous owner.

"How dare!"

The madman made a heaven-shattering sound, and the two huge demon palms abruptly pulled out from the eight-color vortex, obviously dimmed a lot again, and then suddenly grabbed the scarlet blood light.

boom!

The sound was huge, reverberating for an unknown number of miles, accompanied by bursts of heaven-shattering roars, both the power of blood and light and the power of law were all blocked by the madman.

However, even if he blocked the impact of the blood light and the power of the law, he didn't feel very comfortable.

His palm had already been devoured by the eight-color vortex, and before he had time to replenish it, he received such a blow, which made his palm even more damaged.

No matter the bronze arrows or Yang Fang's law, they are all stronger than expected.

Especially Yang Fang's law once again slashed a lot of power from the crazy demon's palm.

Boom!

The madman's huge body suddenly flashed, and appeared in another direction in an instant, the space collapsed, black air swept across, and the world was vast.

The power of the bronze arrow was finally completely removed by him.

"No one can save you today!"

The madman's tone was cold, and he tightly held the bronze arrow in his hand.

The powerful arrow was dispelled by him like this, the blood was scattered, and he was beaten back to its original shape!