Chapter 41 Qingming (Ninth)(1/2)
A huge city is raised and a palace of discussions.
Fang Cheng stared calmly.
His palm, the pure white immortal power of the power of creation, completely shattered the immortal body of the Xiao Rika with the power to destroy the sky and the universe.
Immortal matter, a body formed by the fourth dimension, no longer exists.
His finger implies the destructive nature of the power of creation. As he flows and rushes, he penetrates into the body of the Xiao Rika, collapses the prototype universe inside his body.
The structure of the prototype universe completely collapsed.
When the immortal body was destroyed, the prototype universe was destroyed, which also caused four steps of immortality and the realm of the sky sun plunged.
At this moment, this scenery is here.
All the immortal managers stared blankly.
It seemed as if there were huge waves of surging waves, which set off a tsunami of world destruction in their minds, swallowing up emotions and sweeping their hearts.
"Destroy the realm?" Yimo's eyes were wide open, and strands of thunder were flowing out of his eyes.
The last one, the immortal power is disordered!
Fu Yun took a deep breath, and his chest suddenly bulged, as if he was too shocked and shocked, filling his chest cavity, and overflowing: "What a wonderful control! What a magical power!"
Defeat the realm!
Even if he is immortal in four steps, it is difficult to defeat the realm master realm of a realm master! Compared to defeating and killing, the difficulty of destroying the realm increases by at least ten thousand times!
"hiss."
There was a sound of gasping in the hall.
No matter how proud and reserved immortality is, I dare not have any distractions.
And the other side-
The eyes of the sky sunglasses are dim, and the ambitions filled with hearts are twisted and climbed, and they all disappear and no longer exist.
Is he wrong after struggling for tens of billions of years?
Is he wrong since an ordinary creature rising against the trend and sacrificing everything he has?
He is not wrong in Jin's immortal realm.
He was not wrong with establishing the first Hidden Sect in the Aolong Territory.
In this vast universe where the strong prey on the weak, he could only rely on all resources to rush to achieve the four steps of immortality.
But now, everything is empty.
Tick.
A crystal clear and full of tears of sorrow and sadness.
"I, that's right." Xiao Riqi murmured, his voice seemed to be shrill and wailing, as if the lovers were low.
He couldn't believe his end.
I don't want to accept the end of this moment.
"For your own selfishness, you will trample on the souls of other practitioners and climb to the four steps of immortality. You are indeed not wrong." Fang Cheng said lightly: "But if you stopped at that time, how could you have the current situation?"
Xiao Riqi was stunned, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his weak body and looked directly at Fang Cheng: "What do you want to say?"
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and the low immortal sound resounded in all directions:
"You are four steps and must be the leader of a certain Hidden Sect. But you haven't got enough? What's the matter?"
"You are already immortal in four steps! Still don't stop?"
Fang Cheng took a breath: "The weak, do everything possible to climb and become stronger. You can even commit a huge crime of killing, and I will declare you innocent!"
"But you are already very strong!"
"You don't need to squeeze those geniuses of cultivation anymore, and you don't need to expand the so-called Hidden Sect anymore! You forgot how you struggled and struggled when you were still young!"
Just now—
"puff."
Xiao Riqi laughed wildly. Although his voice was weak, it contained cruel, violent and fierce and gloomy: "It's ridiculous!"
"When I was weak, I didn't see any justice!"
"When I am strong, I don't need to consider these things! The weak are destined to be humble! The weak are not worthy of having their own possessions!"
"The weak! The weak should be trampled! He should be squeezed! Who makes them weak!"
"The strong one! The strong one dominates everything!"
At the end of the day.
Xiao Ribao began to roar repeatedly, his emotions were excited, and his eyes were filled with blood.
Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes: "For no reason, what does it have to do with the thinking soul of a genius practicing genius? "
"That's your last words?"
Fang Cheng laughed.
The strong are not always strong, and the weak are not always weak. If the class is fixed, how could countless geniuses of cultivation emerge, and overcome all obstacles!
"Haha, the last words? It's all done! What you call light cannot shine in the world! There is no shadow under the light!" - Xiao Riqi roared wildly.
"Haha, the weak? Since you are weak, no matter how much pain you endure, it is natural! That is my gift!" - Xiao Riqi's eyes are about to break apart and he is beginning to feel hysterical.
Fang Cheng shook his head in disguise, slowly raised his left foot and stepped down with a loud bang!
Boom!
A circle of endless and gorgeous apertures that oscillate the sky became under the soles of the feet, spreading violently!
The infinite pure white light, accompanied by the slow step on the left foot, rubbing against the violent boiling torrent of nothingness, shining brightly and endlessly magnificent!
With Fang Cheng stepping on his left foot—
A huge city and even the entire land are all stagnant! It is like a frozen space and time, and the world's solidified painting scroll shows a few light years!
Fang Cheng was completely furious!
Bang!
Fang Cheng stepped on the ground in the hall with his left foot!
And between the feet and the ground, it had already turned into a torrent of nothingness that had been completely destroyed, with the light shaking violently, and the oscillation was extremely terrifying!
Four steps immortal, the sky sun is covered, death!
"Xiao Rizhao is the second one." Fang Cheng pursed his lips with a hint of coldness and domineeringness, and suddenly turned around and looked straight at all the immortals:
"Who wants to be the next one?"
After Fang Cheng finished speaking—
One by one, the Immortal Realm managers left the queue tremblingly, and all crawled and knelt on the cold stone floor in the hall.
Some immortals originally wanted to bow, but when the body trembled violently, the immortal power was chaotic, and the knees were weak and knelt down.
Fear!
fear!
Two extremely simple words cover all the emotions of the immortals kneeling on the ground.
"One Hundred and Ninety-seven?" Fang Cheng exclaimed lightly, his eyes indifferent.
Even though he had a long prediction, such a huge amount made Fang Cheng's heart beat, and his surging anger became more and more violent.
There are more than 900 Immortal Power Managers, and there are actually 197 people from the Hidden Sect!
Why do they continue to hide it and not report it?
Why are they still willing to fall into depravity?
Angry, he will not fight!
Angry at his cowardice!
But immediately, Fang Cheng was also a little sad: "The power of habit is really terrible."
——
That is, in the future.
After nearly two hundred immortal power managers explained everything, they followed the dense and intertwined blood relationships and checked the Hidden Sect and officially opened!
And two new laws were also issued within the territory-
First.
Anyone who organizes the Hidden Sect or manages the planner, whether good or evil, black or white, is a death sentence.
Second: Anyone who is associated with the Hidden Sect will come to the Aolong Universe within one year to carry out restorative treatment.
To be continued...