Sovereign to Immortality

"Oh, it seems that this time is the first to take the lead!"

Fu Zhenxian smiled loudly, and the mirror light of the gossip mirror was somewhere in the canyon, and layers of layers like water waves began to appear in the mirror light column.

"Catch you, see where you are going!"

There is a bit of excitement in the tone of Fu Zhenxian, which seems to be very interested in the weakness of this plane barrier.

At this time, Yang Junshan saw that the folds that appeared in the layer of the mirror light began to spread along the beam of light toward the mirror of the gossip mirror.

"Be careful!" Yang Junshan reminded.

Fu Zhenxian said with a long smile, said: "I have been waiting for a long time!"

After all, he saw that he stretched his hand and suddenly shot behind the mirror of the gossip mirror. With the micro-shock of the sacred magic weapon, the brilliance of the mirror glory, a space that hangs several times faster than the previous rich, the space ripple that will spread. Scour in one fell swoop, and eventually hit somewhere in the void that the mirror light shines.

The rich mirror light began to be consumed sharply, but the empty space that was originally empty was smashed like a layer of window paper, and then spread to the surrounding area, gradually forming a three-foot-wide space gap.

The movement here was quickly discovered by Yan Zongsheng, and the voids not far from the two suddenly shook. Not waiting for Yang Junshan and Fu Zhen to react, Yan Xinyuan’s figure has already appeared there.

"Found?" Yan Xinyuan asked the moment when he opened his mouth.

Yang Junshan even seemed to hear some repressed emotions from his tone.

"Yes, but it can't go any further. This crack is too fragile. If it continues to expand, it will lead to spatial turmoil, and eventually the gap will collapse." Fu Zhenxian said.

Yan Xinyuan nodded: "Cautiously, it's true. What's more important is that this crack connects the nine-day world's plane barrier, so be careful not to be prepared by the Emperor of Heaven."

The voice of Yan Xinyuan just fell, and a violent space turbulence appeared unwarranted. The edge of the three-footed space that was originally opened by the Eight Diagrams Golden Light began to show a slight space crack in the tremor.

"What happened?" Yan Xinyuan frowned.

Fu Zhenxian respected the sinking of the face, and the mirror of the gossip mirror poured into the gap of the space like the essence, but still could not maintain the tendency of the crack to collapse.

"The space balance here is too fragile, and this crack may not be maintained." Fu Zhenxian revered.

Yan Xinyuan said with anger: "No, you must maintain the space entrance here, otherwise I will wait for the nine-day world to fail."

In the body of Fu Zhenxian, Xianyuan is constantly injecting into the Eight Diagrams mirror, so that his forehead has been faintly sweaty, and he has clearly exerted his strength to the extreme.

"The crack can be barely maintained, but I am afraid that it will cause a space collapse inside the crack. It is difficult to control the movement. I am afraid it will touch the plane barrier!" Fu Zhenxian’s speech began to become difficult.

Yan Xinyuan was in a hurry and said: "How can this be good--"

The voice did not fall, but suddenly saw a yellow mangling in front of him, like a thin layer of gauze shrouded in the void around the space crack, but Yang Junshan at this time sacrificed his own chess board.

This chessboard, made entirely of earthworms to the earth's tire film, can be easily converted between the virtual and the real after being refining by Yang Junshan. At this time, the chessboard is integrated into the void.

A square of squares appears in this layer of fog, as if the hollow of the canyon has been re-divided into small pieces.

And the square lines of that road seem to have a layer of thin space to completely separate the area divided by each piece.

"You--" Yan Xinyuan looked at Yang Junshan, who was surrounded by Fu Zhenxian.

"Yangmou will try to see if it can stabilize the space here!" Yang Junshan said lightly, but he has already captured a large number of black and white pieces in his hands.

Not waiting for Yan Xinyuan to respond, Fu Zhenxian said on the side: "Dead horses become living horse doctors, but Yang Daoyou needs to be as soon as possible, Fu Mou is afraid that he will not be able to hold it!"

Fu Mou Xian Zun apparently did not have much confidence in Yang Junshan's means, but the current situation does not allow him to hesitate and only be able to gamble.

Although Fu Zhen Xian Zun appreciates Yang Junshan's tactics, but the means of opening up the void passage and solidly breaking the void, all of them involve the means of the immortal. Therefore, his actual practice for Yang Junshan There is not a bit of confidence in it.

However, when the sound of Fu Zhenxian was just falling, Yang Junshan’s hands were raised, and dozens of black and white chess pieces flew out and fell to the board of chess that merged into the void.

In fact, when Yang Junshan sacrificed the chessboard and integrated it into the void, Fu Zhenxian respected the stability of the chessboard for the fragile void, but this effect is far from enough.

However, when a black and white piece falls into the board and then merges into the void, in the perception of Fu Zhenxian, it is clear that the position where each piece falls is almost cracked in space. The place to collapse.

Whenever the chess piece falls, it is equivalent to nailing a nail at the edge of the two pieces, or even three or four pieces, which are about to be brittle.

When dozens of black and white chess pieces fell, the momentum of the empty space that was about to collapse was actually curbed.

"Good!" Yan Zongsheng shouted loudly.

In the end, it is the existence of the Da Luo Zong Sheng level, repairing space cracks, maintaining fragile void stability, and such fine martial means, although Yan Xinyuan can't do it, but this does not prevent him from seeing the improvement of the situation.

Compared with the admiration of Yan Zongsheng, Fu Zhenxian is already amazed at this moment.

Although Yan Zongsheng can see that Yang Junshan has re-stabilized the void that was about to collapse, he does not know what it means to do, and he does not know what the consequences will be if he let this void collapse.

And Fu Zhenxian respects it very well. If it wasn’t for Yang Junshan’s shot, it’s not that the void will be broken, and it will even lead to massive spatial turbulence. At this time, the canyon will be razed to the ground, nine days in the world. The plane barrier will certainly be touched, and even if you want to open up a space channel here, it is impossible. Everything that Yan Zongsheng plans will surely fall short.

Yang Junshan’s approach is not only as simple as stabilizing the broken void, he also avoids the outbreak of a turbulent space.

And if you want to do all of this, from the point of view of the law, it is only possible to do it when the tactics of the formation are at the level of the sect.

At least at that time, Fu Zhenxian respected the space gap that he opened, but there was no spare capacity to stop this space storm from erupting.

This means that Yang Junshan’s rumor at this time has actually reached the level of the immortal!

Fu Zhenxian Zun's heart at this time can be described as five flavors, and even the face is quite hot and uncomfortable.

Before he spoke, he also made a point to Yang Junshan. Regardless of his attitude or tone, he did not treat Yang Junshan as a younger generation.

However, the facts at hand have proved that Yang Junshan’s rumor is not necessarily under him, and may even be above him. At least his martial arts have reached the level of the immortal level and it is almost beyond doubt.

Fortunately, the purpose of Fu Zhenxianzun is to carry forward the younger generation, and there is no other plan to make people feel good, but in the end there is no unspeakable thought, although I feel a little bit, but I can still go to the bottom.

"Yang Daoyou, you are hiding something that is not kind!" Fu Zhenxian couldn't help but smile.

"What?" Yang Junshan is somewhat unknown.

When Fu Zhenxian respected Yang Junshan's look, it did not seem to be a fake. He asked: "Daoyou really only played the fairy-level array with the chess, but did not personally arrange the fairy tales?"

Yang Junshan shook his head and smiled: "How can a friend do not believe?"

Fu Zhenxian Zhuang waved his hand and sighed: "The retro-styled mage once had a saying that the retro-styled mage’s level of chess deduction represents the level of the rumor, and Fu Mou originally thought this It is not very rigorous. How can the strategist who has not gone through the actual operation of the array method be able to determine the level of rumors? After all, there is no shortage of high-minded people in this cultivation world. However, today Fu has to believe."

Yang Junshan was puzzled and asked: "What is the meaning of Fu Daoyou?"

Fu Zhenxian respected Yang Junshan deeply and said: "Yang Daoyou, in fact, your rumor is already a proper way."

Yang Junshan still has some hairpins, but Yan Zongsheng on the side is making a laugh: "Well, Yang Daoyou is still deep in hiding, but it is also a singer. Yan is a polite here!"

Yang Junshan did not even dare to say that Yan Zongsheng’s attitude change was not flattered, because if Fu Zhenxian respected what was said, Yang Junshan, as a singer, was indeed qualified to sit on the same level as Da Luozong.

Yan Zongsheng smiled and said: "I didn't think that this old man had two squadrons helping each other. I want to come here to open up the space passage to the nine-day world. It is a matter of nailing."

Fu Zhenxian Zun heard the words and laughed: "The space gap has been opened. The only thing left is to expand the gap and deepen the passage. This can be done, but in the process, it can maintain the stability of the void. It is necessary to look at Yang Daoyou’s means."

Yang Junshan reached out and handed several black and white pieces into the void. There was no relaxation between the look because he was already a singer. He said: "Yang is doing his best."

Fu Zhenxian respected the smile slightly, and reached out on the back of the gossip mirror floating in front of him. It was a rich mirror light that crashed into the gap of space...