I will become an immortal in this world

"Is this all you have?"

The Taoist priest who was the reincarnation of the divine emperor had a contemptuous smile on his face, and the peach wood sword in his hand shook, scattering the torrential wind and fire that came towards him.

His opponent was a burly man in black, with the scales of some kind of monster attached to his robes, and his belt was made of dragon skin. He was powerful and domineering. There was a black lamp suspended behind his head, and thousands of spells could be cast. It was erupting from this black light.

Facing the Taoist priest's ridicule, the man in black looked angry and began to cast spells with all his strength.

The Taoist priest who was reincarnated by Emperor Shenming was named Jiang Shenming. He came with Xu Qiu's destiny. He wanted to become one of the twelve Taoist sects, so he chose one of the top monks in Jian Tianze to prove himself.

Jiang Shenming seemed to feel something, and glanced at a place surrounded by spiritual mist in Jian Tianze.

The corner of his mouth raised, and he looked back at the man in black. He let go of the peach wood sword with his right hand. The wooden sword stood in front of him to resist the vast spiritual power. The spiritual power like a blue ocean came and overwhelmed him, but the peach wood sword helped him form a A completely safe area.

"I won't mess around with you anymore."

Jiang Shenming murmured to himself, and after his words fell, with a bang, a golden flame burst out from his body, piercing the blue ocean of spiritual power, rising into the sky, and filling the sky with anger.

Yang Qi!

The scorching Yang Qi caused the entire sky to change color.

"That is……"

In an attic, Yang Du stood beside the balcony on the second floor. He held the railing tightly with both hands and stared at the sky.

"Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Hongchen stood behind Fang Wang and murmured to himself.

Fang Wang could naturally tell that Jiang Shenming used the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body, and it was not a Xiaocheng state, but a Dacheng state.

good!

Qualified to be one of the Twelve Dao Sects!

Jiang Shenming's cultivation has grown into an unparalleled powerhouse. Coupled with his talent, it is not difficult to sweep across the Taoxiao Realm.

Jiang Shenming did not challenge Fang Wang directly, which meant that he had already accepted it.

Fang Wang thought to himself that it seemed that his battle with the Sword Immortal was quite intimidating.

Jiang Shenming, who had activated the Vajra Sun Body, was like a sun god standing high in the sky. He raised his sword to kill the man in black. With this attack, the vast ocean of spiritual energy was instantly dispersed.

Almost instantly, he reached the man in black.

The man in black shrank his pupils and stepped back subconsciously. The black lamp behind him moved in front of him, and the fire inside burst out, turning into ferocious and terrifying black dragons and pounced on Jiang Shenming.

Jiang Shenming slashed down with one sword, slashed the black dragon with one sword, split the sea of ​​clouds in the sky with one sword, and a terrifying wave of yang energy rose up, as if splitting the entire world into two.

This sword is extremely domineering. Even if it is isolated by the large formation of Hope Road, all living beings can feel the burning heat of his sword energy.

The black lamp in front of the man in black was smashed into pieces, and he vomited blood and fell out.

Standing by the lake, Xu Qiu Ming narrowed his eyes, full of fighting intent.

Fairy Tai Xi, Gu Li and a group of female monks from Suzhen Palace had just entered Jian Tianze. While walking in the mountains and forests, they looked up at the battle on the horizon and were all moved by it.

"Who is this person? He is so strong!"

"Isn't that the Jiang Shenming of the Jiang family?"

"have you seen?"

"Well, the ancestors of the Jiang family once gave birth to a great emperor. They are one of the ancient imperial clans in this world. When I was a child, I visited the Jiang family with the elders of the clan. God Jiang is the same as me, not more than a thousand years old."

"What realm is he in? It feels stronger than the Heaven-breaking realm."

"Heaven-breaking realm? He has already surpassed the magical power realm."

Listening to the discussions of the junior sisters, Fairy Tai Xi couldn't help but speak out.

She took a deep look at Jiang Shenming's back, her eyes filled with emotion.

Could it be that Jiang Shenming came to challenge Fang Wang?

It's a pity that another peerless genius is about to have his heart broken!

Ginger God in the sky didn't know what the spectators below were thinking. He twisted his neck and showed a ferocious smile. Yang Qi was burning on his body, making his robes flutter like flames, and his momentum was astonishing.

He was about to fly towards the man in black when a voice sounded:

"Everyone who comes to Jian Tianze is a guest. Why do you two get so angry? Why don't we just let it go. If you want to see me, you can come down and find a place to chat."

Fang Wang's voice sounded, echoing in Jian Tianze.

Hearing Fang Wang's words, Jiang Shenming stopped, and the yang energy in his body quickly dissipated. He inserted the mahogany sword into the scabbard behind his back and dived down.

The man in black flew in from afar. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, but his robe was not damaged, at least he didn't look embarrassed in appearance.

On the bridge.

Fang Wang stood up and said, "Let Dugu Wenhun entertain the injured monk while I meet the reincarnation of the great emperor alone."

Hongchen nodded and disappeared on the bridge.

Fang Wang stretched his body, turned and walked towards the attic. As he took steps, the spiritual mist covering the wooden bridge dissipated.

After one stick of incense.

In an attic, Fang Wang and Jiang Shenming were sitting together. Song Jinyuan poured tea for them, and his eyes glanced at Jiang Shenming from time to time.

Jiang Shenming looked at Fang Wang with burning eyes and said, "How is it? Do I have the qualifications to become one of the Twelve Dao Sects?"

Fang Wang didn't answer and asked instead: "The Twelve Dao Sects have their own orthodoxy. What is your orthodoxy?"

Jiang Shenming said: "Since there is already a Buddhist sect, let me call it Shen sect, focusing on physical training."

Fang Wang shook his head.

Jiang Shenming frowned and asked, "What? Someone has taken the name of Shenzong?"

Zhu Tulai's previous sect was called Shen Sect, but the one he founded now is Buddhist Sect.

Fang Wang replied: "The Tao of physical cultivation is not suitable for you, at least you are not the strongest physically."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Shenming's expression changed drastically.

He subconsciously wanted to slap the table, but when his palms were about to fall on the table, he stopped. He suppressed his anger and asked: "Who is stronger than me?"

Fang Wang looked at him and said, "You should have a stronger secret skill. The Holy Vajra Sun Body is just your bloodline inheritance, isn't it?"

Jiang Shenming looked at Fang Wang in surprise, not expecting that Fang Wang knew his origins.

He was about to answer when Fang Wang suddenly disappeared and appeared behind him, pressing his right palm on his shoulder.

"If you can stand up, I will promise you to establish a body cultivation sect."

Fang Wang's voice followed, his tone indifferent.

Jiang Shenming was stunned and suddenly became furious. He immediately wanted to get up, but found that Fang Wang's palm was like a mountain pressing on him, making him unable to move.

He immediately activated the yang energy in his body, and the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body exploded!

However, something horrified happened.

His yang energy couldn't leave his body!

There is an unimaginable suppressive force that prevents his Yang Qi from gushing out from his body. He has never felt like this before. Even if he fought across realms before, he could still break out of the siege or break through the seal with the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body. .

How can it be……

Song Jinyuan stood aside and watched this scene with interest. He did not say a word and smiled as Fang Wang suppressed the sharp-edged Jiang Shenming.