Immortality: Devour the Horned Viper at the beginning

"you…."

But Li Bufan's words made Wan Luo's face turn red instantly. He glared at Li Bufan with embarrassment and anger, and secretly cursed Li Bufan for his sharp tongue. He clearly felt the strange looks from the few true disciples around him.

Li Bufan was deliberately embarrassing him.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Wan Luo turned around and walked to the other side. He swore that when the senior brother broke through to the secret realm of immortality, he would find an opportunity to let Li Bufan know what regret was.

Li Bufan didn't even look at Wan Luo. To him now, Wan Luo, a small person who could be destroyed with just a flick of his hand, was not worthy of his attention.

And the battle between Fang Han and Ling Xiao also began.

As soon as Ling Xiao took action, he unleashed a supreme magical power. What he used was the great magical power of the fire system, Haotian Fire. He waved his hand, and purple flames filled the sky, burning the sky. The blazing high temperature made the sky seem to be burning, and the temperature of the entire Heavenly Punishment Platform suddenly rose a lot.

"What a domineering flame, it is indeed a supreme magical power." Fang Han felt the blazing heat sweeping over him, and couldn't help but exclaimed. However, he was not afraid, but activated his Taoist weapon, the Demonic Sword Blood Abyss.

As soon as the Demonic Sword Blood Abyss came out, monstrous blood energy rose into the sky, covering the sky, making the entire Heavenly Punishment Platform seem to have turned into a blood abyss, filled with terrifying evil energy.

This blood-red evil spirit instantly dissipated the scorching heat.

"What a Taoist magic sword!"

Seeing this, Lingxiao's eyes turned cold, and he immediately smiled: "You brought this to my door, so I accepted it without any courtesy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingxiao waved his hand violently, and a large area of ​​Gang Qi condensed and formed, turning into a palm. This palm was as big as a house, with runes entwined on it, and there were actually seven fingers on each hand. On each finger, the runes are condensed into one word, which are happiness, anger, sadness, joy, sorrow, bitterness, and sorrow! Represents seven extreme emotions.

For a moment, many of the true disciples who were watching in the audience felt that their moods were shaken. They felt like they sometimes wanted to be overjoyed, sometimes wanted to cry, and sometimes wanted to be furious. I can't control my mood at all, let alone calm my mind and use my magic power.

Fang Han's mind was swaying for a moment and he couldn't calm down.

"Seven Emotions Mahamudra?? This magical power is quite interesting."

When Li Bufan in the audience saw Ling Xiao displaying this magical power, his face moved slightly and his eyes flickered, but he was not worried at all because he knew that Fang Han could resist it.

Sure enough, at the next moment, Fang Han's body was seen flying up, like a snake swimming among the grass, or like a sparrow shuttled between the branches. It was exquisite and small, and its body seemed to have shrunk in half. It bounced up like a projectile, and it was actually in the air. When the Qi Qing big handprint was slapped down, it jumped out from between the fingers.

The seven-emotion handprint the size of a house seemed invulnerable once it was photographed. Even a mountain could be removed with one palm. However, Fang Han was so small that it was unimaginable and he found the gap with force. The drill will go out, causing Wanluo's attack to fail.

It turned out to be an extremely rare body type magical power!

Moreover, after Fang Han escaped, he did not stop. He still rushed towards Lingxiao at extremely fast speeds. He waved the Blood Abyss Demonic Sword in his hand repeatedly. In an instant, a sword net enveloped Lingxiao and blocked it. All the other party's escape routes.

"This Fang Han is so powerful. He can actually avoid Senior Brother Lingxiao's attack and even take the initiative to attack."

"If I remember correctly, Senior Brother Fang Han and Li Bufan joined the Yuhua Sect at the same time. They are indeed very strong."

Everyone around was talking.

Fang Qingxue and Jia Lan also narrowed their eyes slightly. One did not expect that the slave he brought to the Yuhua Sect on a whim could reach this point, and the other did not expect that Fang Han could actually force Ling Xiao.

You must know that even if she faces Wan Luo, she is not necessarily guaranteed to win, which means that Fang Han's current strength is not much different from hers. Li Bufan had already surprised her, and now Fang Han appeared.

Only Li Bufan's eyes were dull, as if everything was under control. Although Fang Han's strength was growing rapidly, there was nothing wrong with him.

If Fang Han, who has awakened Su Hui, is tried to devour him by the Gate of Eternal Life in the future, he will not be afraid. Or maybe Fang Han, who has awakened Su Hui, completely controls the door to eternal life. With Fang Han's temperament, then he is even more unafraid.

In an instant, everyone had their own thoughts.

But Ling Xiao on the stage didn't want to care what everyone thought. He saw that Fang Han not only avoided his Seven Emotions Hand Seal, but also dared to attack him actively, which also aroused his ferocity.

"Seeking death!" Lingxiao glared hard and snorted coldly. He took out a magic weapon from his arms and threw it upwards.

This magic weapon is called "Yunxia Five-Color Tent". It is a treasure made by collecting the cloud energy in the sky, adding many evil spirits, and practicing hard. The quality is also considered to be above average.

Hee hee, hee hee, hee hee, hee hee...

The sword net cut by the Demonic Sword Xueyuan looked like it was going to kill him, but it was blocked by the Yunxia Five-Colored Tent.

After all, the Demon Sword Blood Abyss is a Taoist weapon, and a magic weapon with a trace of Taoist charm is not comparable to ordinary treasures. After a while, the blood glow on the Demon Sword Blood Abyss flourished, and it once again showed its power, releasing this piece to the outside world. The five-color tent of Yunxia, ​​which can attract countless casual cultivators to fight for it, is torn apart, smashed into pieces, and scattered everywhere.

A treasure of good quality was destroyed like this.

However, there was no pain or pity on Ling Xiao's face, because as long as he killed Fang Han in front of him, this Taoist magic sword would be his. There was nothing regrettable about giving up a treasured weapon to buy himself some time to buffer. .

As soon as Yunxia's five-color tent was destroyed, the seven-emotion big handprint outside suddenly retracted and grabbed towards the Demon Sword Xueyuan. Lingxiao d q waved his hands repeatedly, drawing mysterious trajectories. Above his head, the sky gate opened wide, and a golden elixir the size of a fist rose up.

The golden elixir is surrounded by various magical powers: "Great Free Black Gold Sword Qi", "Tian Han Xuan Ming Jin", "Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Saber", "Mountain Form Refining Gang"... and so on, the eight magical powers of the Yuhua Sect, All are complete.

In addition, the most powerful thing inside is that a talisman that looks like a human but not a human contains infinite power. It is obviously the "Panwu Powerful Magical Power", the strongest supreme magical power. It is one of the top ten Great Origin Techniques among the Three Thousand Avenues, and a magical power that Li Bufan also wants to obtain.

Lingxiao's natal golden elixir contains seventeen kinds of magical powers. A little inferior to the Jindan monks of Taiyi Sect, but much more powerful than the monks of his sect.

In particular, Lingxiao's natal golden elixir contains powerful large-formation techniques such as "Pan Wu's Great Power", which can tear everything apart.

Without Taoist weapons, Lingxiao could only compete with the Demonic Sword Xueyuan by sacrificing his own golden elixir.

boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The natal golden elixir came out with one blow, and with just one blow, it knocked away the bloody sword net that came towards the face. Even the Seven Emotions big hand seal was caught back, causing a large area of ​​blood.

Lingxiao's whole body rose up from the blood like a dragon. He aimed at Fang Han and punched him!

As soon as this punch was punched, its power immediately changed. The whole world shook with the fist movement, gaps opened in the sky, and the breath of the entire earth seemed to be integrated into the fist movement.

This is the Shaking God Fist, a supreme martial art among Panwu's powerful magical powers. It can be practiced to such an advanced level that one punch can even affect the minds of others.

If it were an ordinary cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, or even a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, without cultivating powerful spiritual powers, he would still be hit and beaten up with one punch.

Although Fang Han has not practiced any spiritual powers, but with a divine object like the World Tree between his eyebrows, he is not afraid of any spiritual attacks at all. After a moment's pause, the weapon spirit controlling the Demonic Sword Blood Abyss also punched out. Lingxiao's Heaven-shaking Divine Fist.

The two fists collided, and the entire Heavenly Punishment Platform shook.

"Haha, Lingxiao, take another move from me, Linglong Daluotian!"

After controlling the Demonic Sword Blood Abyss to face Lingxiao, Fang Han immediately seized this opportunity and used Linglong Daluotian, Great Sun Natural Disaster, Black Wind Sun Disaster, and several other supreme magical powers.

Formations of supreme supernatural powers appeared in the void, trapping Lingxiao, leaving no room for him to escape, and attacks poured out crazily.

Ling Xiao's face changed drastically. Without the Taoist Demonic Sword Xueyuan, he would naturally not be afraid of these magical powers. But now that the Taoist Demonic Sword Xueyuan has been blocking him, he has no time to deal with Fang Han. Attack, his body-protecting Qi could not withstand such a powerful magical power.

"Damn it!" Ling Xiao cursed.

The strength of this guy Fang Han was far beyond imagination. He didn't expect that Fang Han actually hid such a unique skill. This was not at all like the strength possessed by a monk in the Heavenly Realm.

With so many magical powers, even the average Jindan realm may not have so many.

"Do you think you're sure of me? Donghuang Bell! Come on!"

Buzz~~~~

At this critical moment, a big bell suddenly appeared in Lingxiao's heavenly gate. This big bell was carved with a golden flying fish, a majestic mountain, nine flaming snakes, a main hall, a red sun, and a simple... The mysterious cauldron.

when!

After the big bell appeared, it shook slightly, and a melodious bell sounded. In an instant, an infinite flow of air was generated, blocking all wind, fire, and even bloody sword energy from the outside.

"Donghuang Bell!"

"Senior Brother Lingxiao's natal magic weapon is only one step away from becoming a Taoist weapon!"

"When the Donghuang Bell comes out, who can compete with me?"

"Fang Han is in danger!"

On the side, many true disciples could not help but exclaimed.

"The East Emperor Bell... I don't know what level of magic weapon the East Emperor Bell is in the prehistoric world, but it should at least be a top-quality Taoist weapon."

When Li Bufan in the audience heard this familiar name, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Let me show you my true strength!"

After calling out the Donghuang Bell, Lingxiao seemed to be more confident and said with a grin. The Donghuang Bell kept vibrating, and the sound waves emitted became more and more intense, and the sound waves almost condensed into entities. This is the huge energy stored in Rashomon.

Then, his whole body shook, and he blasted a golden elixir containing seventeen kinds of magical powers into the Donghuang Bell.

Suddenly, the entire Donghuang Bell surged, and the sound waves within it swept across all directions. Wherever it went, the flames and blood dispersed one after another. It was even about to affect Fang Han.

Roar!

However, at this moment, the underworld weapon Lingyan on Fang Han's body let out a roar, and the sound waves rolled over like a tsunami.

The will contained in Yan's roar seemed to shatter the whole world. The rolling sound waves drowned everything in one go. Even the sound waves of the Donghuang Bell disappeared as soon as they encountered the sound waves.

And Fang Han seized this opportunity and used the demon sword Blood Abyss to cut through the golden elixir of Lingxiao.

"stop!"

Wan Luo, who was watching the battle in the audience, saw Fang Han's bloody sword slashing at Lingxiao's golden elixir. He immediately knew that Fang Han's method was to destroy the opponent's golden elixir and damage Lingxiao's cultivation. .

Even top-quality treasures cannot destroy the golden elixir, but Taoist weapons can.

If the golden elixir is broken, it will take at least decades or hundreds of years of hard work to make up for it. Although the lifespan of a Golden Core monk exceeds that of a mortal, I am afraid that this life will be ruined.

Practicing the magical power of immortality is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. The Lingxiao Golden Pill was destroyed, and it would take hundreds of years of hard work to make up for it, so it would have to be delayed for a hundred years. The time for cultivation will never be enough. In this way, I'm afraid there will never be any hope of immortality.

The person who planned this plan was Wan Luo. If Ling Xiao's golden elixir was broken because of this, he would not be blamed. How would he explain it to his senior brother then?

Thinking of this, Wan Luo no longer cared about the rules of the Heavenly Punishment Platform, and fiercely sent out a blast of Gang Qi to block the blood light, trying to block it for Ling Xiao.

However, Li Bufan immediately sent out a blast of energy to stop him.

"What, Junior Brother Wanluo, do you also want to go to the execution platform to play? Do you want me to accompany you to fight?"

"You!" Wan Luo glared at Li Bufan fiercely and made no move.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Li Bufan, but just now, Fang Han's demon sword Xue Yuan had already struck Ling Xiao's golden elixir, destroying his hard-earned magical power. It was useless for him to take action again.

"Lingxiao, surrender quickly."

Wan Luo stopped quickly, fearing that Fang Han would take action again. No matter life or death on the Tianxing Platform, with Li Bufan here, he could not help Ling Xiao. The best way was to swallow this bad breath and look for opportunities to retaliate in the future.

"Fang Han, my skills are inferior to others today, but the mountains will remain green and the water will flow. The days to come will be long, we will see."

Lingxiao snorted coldly, left the Tianxing Platform in a flash, and flew back towards Lingxiao Peak.

Wan Luo glanced at Li Bufan and others coldly, and then left the Tianxing Platform.

As for the other true disciples who were watching, only a few of Hua Tiandu's lineage left with Lingxiao and the others, while the others stayed where they were and started talking.

"Ling Xiao is no match for Fang Han. Fang Han's strength is too strong."