Paradise of Demonic Gods

In particular, every time Fang Xingjian kills the undead, he can feel that the other side's martial arts will be poured into his own body for a pure energy, and his martial will will grow bit by bit.

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Fang Xingjian rushed all the way, and did not know how many undeads were blasted. The Tongtian sword body had a feeling of fatigue. Suddenly, he was suddenly smashed through the Tiangong’s first undead army.

And his martial arts will reach 906 points in this fight.

The first weight of the Tiangong is to fight among the various god-level powers in history. Every time the victory is won, the will of the martial arts will be supplemented and strengthened until it is strong and strong, reaching the limit, and the will gradually begins to transform into flesh and blood. It is the first day of the world.

Thinking of this, Fang Xingjian shouted, and once again rushed into the army of the undead.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian and Tongtianjian are too powerful, with one fist and one foot carrying the artistic conception of killing all things, and the power of turning the river to the sea. No one in the thousands of undead can resist him.

Ordinary god-level ones must be at the forefront. In the face of so many undead, I am afraid I have to be careful, and to fight and go, to consolidate the growth of the martial arts will, slowly pass this level, where can be like Fang Xingjian Do whatever you want, rush back and forth.

So many times back and forth, the number of undead is getting less and less, Fang Xingjian's martial will will grow to 1089 points.

Just after he grabbed it again and tore a roaring ruined lord, Fang Xingjian suddenly looked at him and looked at the corner of the undead army.

There was a white hair, a thin but straight body, and a hairy old lady, Li Shuanghua.

Fang Xingjian opened his mouth and had some sorrow in his mind: ‘The first weight of the Tiangong is supposed to be the strongest person in history who has had a **** level. Li Shuanghua is here because she has come to the miracle continent? ‘Although I thought so, Fang Xingjian always felt that the answer was not so simple.

But other undeads can be whatever he thinks, just when he is slightly stunned, dozens of undead have already rushed to him, madly hit, bite, and hit the square sword of Fang Xingjian.

"Get out!"

Fang Xingjian burst into a burst, and the power of the sword body broke out directly. The gravitational gravitational wave seemed to be bombarded by waves. The space of more than 100 meters was distorted, and the light suddenly disappeared, turning into a complete darkness.

Killing these undead, Fang Xingjian has once again looked at Li Shuanghua's direction.

‘You are not my opponent to live, let alone die? ’

Said, his fists are pinched and he has already planned to kill the other side.

However, in the imagination, Li Shuanghua’s face was distorted, and the scene of anger and rushing did not happen.

In the unexpected eyes of Fang Xingjian, he saw that Li Shuanghua was calm and could not see the anger and hatred of other undead. Instead, he nodded toward Fang Xingjian.

"You did a good job, better than me."

A faint sigh rang in the heart of Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingjian's body slightly shook, and Li Shuanghua had turned away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fang Xingjian’s eyes were surprised, confused, and the body did not move. The punch hit the right side and smashed a large piece of undead into dregs. The whole person’s martial will will reach 1112 points.

At this moment, the whole Tongtian sword body only feels extremely full. It seems that every force has risen to a limit. With the arrival of this limit, the will gradually begins to change and become the same as flesh and blood.

Fang Xingjian continued to rush in the army of the undead. As more and more undead souls were directly blasted by him, they directly turned into a pure force of strength. Fang Xingjian’s martial will will become stronger and fuller. Gradually, there has been a change in flesh and blood.

His martial will will begin to transform into flesh and blood.

With the last boxing out, the first dead soul of the Tiangong was killed, and the whole person of Fang Xingjian seemed to be completely thorough. His entire body was transformed from flesh and blood to flesh and blood.

However, it is only a layer of blood, but here he has only the martial arts will, no physical strength, the power of will and physical transformation is still not perfect, but at least there is a beginning.

"Tiangong is the first to complete, reaching the level of God, and rising to level 31, it also has the ability to transform the will and flesh and blood."

Fang Xingjian looked at his own panel and has become:

Name: Fang Xingjian Age: 19

Occupation: eternal sword master

Level: 31

Power quality: 526

Speed ​​quality: 524

Reaction quality: 429

Endurance quality: 410

Flexible quality: 409

Wudao will: 1150

Skills: Jian Wei, Jian Ti, 诛 剑 sword array 50, 诛仙剑术50

In front of him, the first Heavenly Palace has disappeared, and it seems that it will never appear again. It has once again turned into a dark outer space. He looks up and the rolling etheric etheric layer is above his head. It emerged, it was the second heavenly palace, still wrapped around him and the whole miracle world.

Every time a god-level powerhouse has passed through a heavenly palace, he will never see this heavenly palace again, just like a certain authority of heaven and earth.

And in his mind, it is still the words that Li Shuanghua just said.

‘I am doing better than you? ’

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Just when Fang Xingjian practiced the martial arts, concise the will, and entered the level of God.

Among the hills where Xingwang Mountain is located, a young man is step by step toward the direction of the Wanxing Palace.

The young man has a thick black hair. The whole person looks like a leisurely atmosphere. He wears a coarse cloth, like a rural peasant. He also carries a pure and sincere temperament. There is a good impression on the place of residence.

Walking to the foot of the mountain at Xingwang Mountain, the young man smiled and looked at the mountain in front of him. He asked all the people lined up at the side: "Is this the Star King Mountain?"

At the moment, they lined up at the foot of the Xingwang Mountain. They waited for the summoning. There were many more people than a few days ago. Except for Maria and his father, various forces and genre leaders came here.

They rushed to Xingwang Mountain, nothing more than to see Fang Xingjian side. At this moment, Fang Xingjianwei is a star in Wuzhou. The name is unknown, no one is not small. After sweeping the Wanxing Palace, the rumors meet and talk with the ancestors of the stars.

These martial arts schools are naturally concerned about the specific situation.

Even Maria's father wants to let Maria look at Fang Xingjian to see if the other party is willing to accept her as a disciple.

When I heard the young man say, a middle-aged man was impatient: "You are also coming to see Fang Xingjian adults? Then line up, don't jump in the queue."

"Seeking Fang Xingjian?" The young man smiled and only felt a little funny. He turned his head and suddenly looked at Christopher, who was still squatting.

After being overwhelmed by the death sword of Fang Xingjian, Christopher has maintained this position for a few days. Lone Star Knight and others dare not help her to stand up. She can only watch her for a few days. Before being dumped in the mountain gate, it was surrounded by countless people.

The young man looked at the gray face and the empty eyes of Christo, and smiled and said: "What happened to her?"

"I have offended Fang Xingjian." The middle-aged man said: "Little devil, what are you doing?"

The young man was embarrassed to lick his nose and said with amazement: "I came to kill the ancestor of the stars." (To be continued.)