I will become an immortal in this world

The clouds were overcast, there was a faint thunder, and a light rain fell, falling on a vast island. The mountains on the island were undulating, and monster birds could be seen flying around everywhere.

Cities dotted the islands.

In one of the cities surrounded by green hills, the streets were bustling, and the monks coming and going were either wearing coir raincoats or using magical instruments to protect themselves from the rain, without being affected at all.

In an alley, a man in black was holding a paper umbrella and walking down the bluestone steps. He wore a sword on his waist. The rainwater falling on the scabbard evaporated directly and turned into white gas.

He walked all the way under the eaves of a house, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door. An old voice came from inside: "Who's knocking?"

"Xu begs for life."

The man in black opened his mouth and saw Xu Qiu Ming's face clearly visible under the paper umbrella.

After leaving Daqi for many years, Xu Qiu Ming's appearance has not changed much. Although he is taller, he still looks like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but his eyes are sharp and full of energy.

After the words fell, the door opened and Xu Qiu Ming stepped inside.

Inside the house was a bright hall, with many monks inside. Some were looking at treasures, some were holding secret books, and some were sitting across from each other drinking. Only after he took seven steps forward did he hear the noise.

The door closed automatically, and Xu Qiu Ming walked into the main hall. The hall was divided into many areas. The walls were lined with bookcases, and in the center was a square mahogany table. Two old monks were settling accounts.

At first glance, it seems that this is not a place where immortals gather, but a hiding place for people in the world.

Xu Qiu Ming walked to the stage, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked, "Is there any news about what I want?"

The old man was wearing cloth, his nose was red, his eyes were blurred, and he looked drunk. He raised his eyes and looked at Xu Qiu Ming and said: "It's you again, how can you be so fast? What you want is a magic weapon and a sword. It's difficult." If you’re looking for it, wait a moment, I’ve already sent your request to the top. The Demon Lord values ​​you very much and will help you find it sooner or later.”

Xu Qiu Ming nodded and said: "I will never forget the importance of Demon Lord. By the way, how is the situation of Dihai? When will Demon Lord and the others return?"

When Fang Xun was killed, many Jinxiao sect monks also died. This matter caused an uproar in the sect. Everyone in the Jinxiao sect clapped their hands and applauded the Demon Lord for leading the Jinxiao sect's great monks to go to the Imperial Sea to take revenge on the Xuan Dynasty. .

The reason why they joined the Jinxiao Sect was because of the fierceness of the Jinxiao Sect.

The sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, and the evil will definitely retaliate!

Xu Qiu Ming has been paying close attention to this matter since he heard about it. He is not paying attention to the Demon Lord, but Fang Wang. Fang Wang is a very famous name in the Jinxiao Sect. Fang Wang is the fiancé of the Demon Lord’s only disciple, and even more so in the Jinxiao Sect. Having achieved fame in the sea, Fang Wang is one of the members of the Jinxiao Sect.

After Fang Xun died, word spread about his relationship with Fang Wang, and everyone in the Jinxiao Sect was curious about what Fang Wang would do.

Xu Qiu Ming felt that Fang Wang would definitely take action, but the Xuan Dynasty of the Imperial Sea was too far away, and ordinary monks would not be able to reach the Imperial Sea in their lifetime.

Upon hearing this, the old man in cloth suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of bloodshot eyes. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Smooth, very smooth!"

"Hahaha, Xuan Dynasty is going to die!"

A burst of laughter came, and a man was seen walking over with a wine bottle. Hearing Xu Qiu Ming talk about the matter of Emperor Hai, other monks gathered over.

"Tiandao Fangwang took action and killed Xuan Dynasty. I think Xuan Dynasty will collapse."

"Fang Wang is considered one of our own. He saved Ye Canghai before. His action is equivalent to our Jinxiao Sect's action."

"It's incredible. Although we talked more than once, I still feel excited when I think about it now. How did he do it?"

"Xu Qiu Ming, didn't you say that you are also from Daqi? You also said that Fang Wang is your savior. Please tell us what kind of existence Fang Wang is. Isn't it really the reincarnation of an immortal?"

"Fang Wang is less than two hundred years old. Is it true or false? If this spreads out, the so-called Four Heroes of Nanqiong will become a joke."

Hearing that Fang Wang had killed Xuan Chao, Xu Qiu Ming immediately grabbed the man and asked what happened. Everyone started talking in a flurry, getting more and more excited.

Xu Qiu Ming was stunned as he listened.

This was not the first time that he was shocked by Fang Wang's performance, but now that he heard about Fang Wang's horrific record in the Imperial Sea, he was shocked again.

He couldn't understand how Fang Wang did it?

There were several Mahayana monks among the group of Xuan Dynasty monks who killed Fang Xun, and they seriously injured the deputy leader of Jinxiao Sect. This must not be all the power of Xuan Dynasty. Fang Wang broke into the imperial city of Xuan Dynasty alone and was able to kill Xuan Dynasty monks. Killed in the immortal world until he knelt down and begged for mercy?

Is there a higher realm beyond Mahayana?

But even if there is, how strong can Fang Wang be to massacre Xuan Chao?

When Xu Qiu Ming heard about the Mahayana realm for the first time, he was extremely excited and felt that he had truly stepped into the world of immortality. However, just a few years ago, his goal, the Mahayana realm, was vulnerable to Fang Wang...

Seeing Xu Qiu Ming stunned, many people couldn't help but smile. This genius who had been gaining momentum in the teaching recently finally lost his composure.

Xu Qiu Ming joined the Jinxiao Sect less than 20 years ago, but he managed to gain the appreciation of the Demon Lord with his self-created swordsmanship. He challenged the great monks of the Golden Body Realm with his cultivation of the Void Crossing Realm and lasted for half an hour. He was defeated just now, and that battle made his reputation spread throughout the entire sect.

The higher the realm, the greater the gap between each level. For most monks, it is basically impossible for the ninth level of the Crossing Realm to defeat the first level of the Golden Body Realm. Xu Qiu Ming used the cultivation level of the fourth level of the Crossing Realm The battle against the great monks in the Golden Body Realm brought great shock to all the monks in the sect.

After a while, Xu Qiu Ming came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and immediately turned around and left.

The other monks called to him, but he didn't look back.

Some elderly monks looked worried, worried that Xu Qiu Ming would be stimulated. The Jinxiao Sect was still growing. Geniuses like Xu Qiuming represented the future of the Jinxiao Sect. Naturally, they did not want Xu Qiu Ming to die young or There is a heart block.

Fang Wang's achievements in the Xuan Dynasty were not only spread within the Jinxiao Sect, but also went crazy in the Changsheng Pavilion. They even began to spread to other major sects in the South Qiong Sea, but they did not spread to the world of immortality. With information barriers, the earthworm cannot hear the fight between the goshawks.

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Above the vast mountains, dust was flying, and countless monks were suspended in the air, or standing on the top of the mountains and forests, all looking in the same direction. It was a mountainous wilderness, with no trees for miles around, and a wide field of vision.

A man in a purple robe stood there blankly, his eyes widened, his whole body trembling, and his face covered in cold sweat. The robe on his body was embroidered with unicorns. He looked so domineering, but his posture at the moment seemed fragile and humble.

A fist was reflected in his pupils.

The fist stopped in front of his face, less than twenty centimeters away. Looking from the fist to the back of his head, a huge hole had been punched through the majestic mountain several miles away. Dust was flying, and gravel was still sliding down. And down.

The owner of this fist was clearly Fang Wang.

Fang Wang was wearing a hat and white clothes, holding Fang Jing with his left hand, and stopped with his right fist in front of the purple-robed man. Xiao Zi lay on Fang Wang's shoulder, spitting out snake letters, shaking his head and staring at the purple-robed man.

Fang Jing's hair was messy. His eyes widened and his mouth opened unconsciously. He looked at the purple-robed man for a while and then at Fang Wang.

He has been practicing the true power of heaven for half a year and has a certain understanding of spiritual power. He is no longer the ignorant boy he was at the beginning.

When the purple-robed man attacked earlier, his aura made him tremble with fear and instinctive fear.

However, in his eyes, the purple-robed man who was arrogant and powerful was frightened by his uncle's punch. Three of his souls flew away and two of his souls flew away. He stood on the ground blankly, trembling.

Fang Wang's right fist advanced slowly, and the purple-robed man was so frightened that he knelt down. He put his forehead on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Tiandao... I was wrong!"

Wow——

The tens of thousands of monks who were watching made a noise, but unexpectedly the man in purple robe lowered his head.

You must know that this purple-robed man is an eighth-level monk in the Mahayana realm and has lived for more than nine hundred years. It was his prestige and cultivation that attracted them to come together to hunt down Fang Wang.

Fang Wang looked down at him and asked, "Don't you know that five people in the Nirvana realm died in the Xuan Dynasty Imperial City before?"

In the past six months, he has swept through more than 30 sects, aristocratic families, and archipelagos. No one is his opponent. Almost all of them are defeated in one move. He has encountered cowards and strong bones. He has refused to beg for mercy, but he has never Killed.

He had already killed too many people in the Xuan Dynasty before, and there was no need to kill anymore. If he continued to kill, he and Di Hai would be mortal enemies, which would be disadvantageous.

He does not kill now, but only defeats him, which will make all the forces in the Imperial Sea resent Xuan Chao for provoking him.

The purple-robed man raised his head and said in horror, "I don't know... Xuan Chao didn't say anything. He only said that you massacred more than two million monks, humans and gods... Damn it, Xuan Chao actually had evil intentions!"

Fang Wang's eyes did not change and he said, "Are you convinced now?"

"I accept it! I accept it! Senior, please give me a chance... I will definitely help you expose Xuan Chao's ugly face. It was Xuan Chao's fault in the first place. They saw how powerful you are, and they still want me to continue." I will be punished if I entangle you!”

The purple-robed man said excitedly that the monks who were watching the battle were of high cultivation and had superhuman hearing. They heard the conversation between Fang Wang and the two and they all started talking.

Xuan Chao actually concealed such important information. What was he trying to do?

Let them die?

Fang Wang withdrew his fist, then led Fang Jing forward, passing by the purple-robed man.

Fang Jing turned around and looked at the man in purple robe, who just raised his eyes to face Fang Jing.

Facing this young man, the man in purple robe forced a smile and showed an amiable expression, which made Fang Jing stunned.

In the year when he was captured and brought back to the Xuan Dynasty Palace, he had seen too many ugly faces. Even the middle-aged palace maid who took care of him would occasionally lose control of her emotions and blame his father.

Now, he follows his uncle, and no one dares to turn their back on him, even if their back is turned to his uncle.

A seed was gradually planted in Fang Jing's heart.

Fang Wang stepped into the sky in a few steps. The monks in front of him all gave way and did not dare to stop him. Some even bent down to salute Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Jing and saw that he was worried, so she couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Fang Jing replied: "I'm thinking about Aunt Qi who takes care of me in the palace. I don't know what her condition is now, whether she is dead or alive..."

Xiao Zi blinked and said: "When you were in the palace, you were so scared that you kept closing your eyes tightly and didn't see it. But I saw the young master using the wind of fists to send her off the battlefield. Although I don't know her condition after landing, based on the young master If we don’t want to kill her, she won’t die. As for whether she can escape Xuan Chao’s punishment, it depends on her personal destiny. We can’t take her with us.”