Chapter 417 The origin of the panel! Blue Star's Secret! (nine thousand)

  Incomparably powerful suction erupted from the ancient temple, eerie and monstrous, grabbing Yang Fang's body, making his body uncontrollable and rushing forward at extreme speed.

   It's like traveling through time and space.

   Thick black mist kept coming.

  Yang Anxin was frightened and under great pressure. The moment he was almost pulled in, he hurriedly grabbed the magic mirror in his hand, ready to pass through the magic mirror at any time and travel back to the world of Shenxu.

brush!

   In the blink of an eye, all suction is gone.

  Yang Fang's body finally stopped and landed on a huge ruin. He was fully alert, grabbed the magic mirror, and quickly backed up, looking towards the area in front of him.

  Black mist curls up, ethereal and unpredictable.

  The area in front of you is broken ground, collapsed houses, and endless corpses.

   At first glance, it is indescribably lonely, lonely, and gloomy.

   Above the ruins, there are patches of misty black mist, cold and eerie, with a utter coldness.

   It's like being in the source of all evil.

   This is the interior of the temple?

  Suddenly, Yang Fang's face changed suddenly.

  He found that all the true energy and spirit in his body had been suppressed, and his body was empty. Apart from the tyrannical physical body, there was no power in his body anymore.

  It's like becoming an ordinary person.

  He immediately activated the **** seed and summoned the seven-color vortex.

  But found that even the God Seed was suppressed, and there was no reaction.

  He held the magic mirror tightly, fully alert, and looked in all directions.

   I remember that the huge head also followed.

  What about the head?

  Where did you go?

  He was full of ominousness, unable to use his true energy and seven-color vortex, as if his arms had been broken, and he didn't feel at ease.

  Suddenly, Yang Fang lowered his head and looked at the fragment of the magic mirror in his hand, his face changed slightly.

  In the magic mirror, the light is hazy, and it is no longer the same as before, reflecting the landscape.

   Instead, a layer of seven-color light flashed on the surface.

  Like a rainbow, it has a mysterious power.

  Yang Fang bent down, reached out to pick up a stone, and carefully threw it on the mirror, but found that the light flashed, and the whole stone disappeared instantly.

  He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  The function of the magic mirror is still there.

   Still able to teleport!

   Nothing but!

   Now I don't know where the mutated magic mirror leads to?

   Is it safe?

   Still dangerous?

  The current situation is weird, and he doesn't dare to study the magic mirror here to avoid other accidents.

  He knew that there was an extremely terrifying shadow hidden inside the stone gate.

  Maybe the other party is hiding in a corner, staring at him.

  Yang rested his head solemnly, clutching the magic mirror, and walked here cautiously.

  He is now facing a double crisis.

  A dark shadow from within the temple itself.

  The other is the head of the black hand who followed in.

  No matter which one, it definitely has the ability to put him to death.

  Especially the head of the black hand.

   Once found by the other party, it is likely to be taken away directly!

   Pieces of misty black mist lingered in front of his eyes.

   Here, I can't tell the direction at all.

   There is an unspeakable oppressive aura emanating from the vast ruins.

  Yang Fang was walking, when suddenly, a sound similar to the vibration of an iron chain came from not far away, which shocked him and stopped him.

   With a surprised face, he looked in the direction of the sound.

  I saw a dense black mist not far away, constantly surging, the noise inside was harsh, and the whole ground was shaking.

  An invisible and majestic pressure came out, directly and severely acting on him.

   It was as if a terrifying troll was locked there.

  Yang Fang was exceptionally decisive, he directly chose to retreat, and fled in another direction without even turning his head.

  But something extremely terrible happened.

  He seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting a wall.

   After running not far away, I heard the harsh sound of chains again, my heart was shocked, and I quickly stopped again and looked up.

  I saw that weird black mist just now appeared in front of him again.

   Still vibrating.

   Still emitting pressure.

   Moreover, his body is getting closer to the black mist.

   It was as if I had just run around and was getting closer.

  Yang Fang's expression suddenly changed, and he backed up quickly behind him again.

   But it's the same as the scene just now.

  The more he retreated, the closer he was to the black mist.

   The ear-piercing sound of clattering kept ringing in his ears, as if it had merged with his heartbeat, making his blood agitated, breathing hard, and enduring unimaginable pressure.

  Yang Fang hurriedly stopped again.

  At this moment, he was less than 30 meters away from the black mist, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his entire back was completely soaked.

  Fantastic!

  It's too weird!

   This strange black mist seems to be calling him constantly.

The dense black mist surged even faster, and the pressure inside was like raging waves. In the end, a vague black figure slowly emerged from the black mist, revealing a pair of scarlet and bewitching eyes, looking at Yang Fang Look coldly.

  Yang Fang's hair stood on end, startled. .

  This black shadow is the one revealed inside the stone gate?

  He didn't dare to move his footsteps, his hands were holding on to the fragments of the magic mirror, ready to hide in it at any time regardless of everything.

   No matter how mutated this magic mirror is now, it should be safer than staying here.

  Suddenly!

  The fuzzy black shadow swept his eyes, and fell on the magic mirror in Yang Fang's hand, and two **** beams shot out from his eyes.

   Seems to recognize the origin of the mirror!

   Then he looked at Yang Fang again, the **** beam of light in his eyes became more intense, and his breath was thrilling.

  His body was struggling violently, and the sound of chains in the area behind him was even more ear-piercing, rattling non-stop, as if there was some incomparably huge chain behind him, holding him tightly.

  Bursts of incomparably majestic mental pressure came out, making it difficult for Yang Fang to breathe, his body shook, and the cold sweat all over his body continued to flow out like rain.

  In the end, the fuzzy black shadow let out a roar that shook the sky.

"Roar!"

  The whole area is flying sand and rocks, and the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

  All the black mist and ruins are shaking.

  Countless stones were flying indiscriminately.

  Yang Fang was forced to slip quickly by a terrible pressure, his body was tingling, as if it had cracked, and his heart was startled and horrified.

  However, just as the black shadow roared, he remembered that the huge chain behind him was pulling his body even harder.

  In the end, this black shadow still failed to hold the chain, and the entire blurred body was submerged in the thick black mist again.

  The majestic and huge pressure slowly dissipated.

  The frontal area becomes the same as before again.

   Whoosh! Whoosh! wheeze...

  Yang Fang's face turned pale, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were horrified.

  No one knows what kind of tremendous pressure he was under just now!

  The power of this black shadow is absolutely unprecedented!

   This is the existence that truly surpasses the king!

   But fortunately, the opponent's body doesn't seem to be able to move.

  Yang Fang kept panting heavily, but he didn't dare to continue walking on the soles of his feet.

  He was worried that if he continued to walk, he would get closer to the shadow.

  After all, the previous situation can be vividly remembered.

   Just like that, he stood there, motionless.

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  In the dense black mist, the sound of the chains was heard non-stop, the breath was permeating, and an invisible cold vision kept looking at him through the black mist.

  Yang Fang smiled wryly, feeling extremely helpless.

  The current situation is really hard to ride a tiger.

  Advance without daring to advance, retreat without daring to retreat.

  I can only stay in place like this.

  Suddenly, Yang Fang remembered something again.

   "Panel!"

  He couldn't wait to quickly open the panel.

  The result was unexpected.

   There was a flash of light in front of my eyes, but what emerged was not the previous panel, but an unprecedented nine-color vortex, which slowly rotated, emitting bursts of mysterious and hazy breath from inside.

  Yang Fang was completely surprised.

   Is this his panel?

how so?

  He didn't believe it, and immediately tried to close the panel.

   As a result, the nine-color vortex flashed and disappeared again.

  But when he opened the panel again, the nine-color vortex appeared again.

   And just like that, he tried back and forth.

Open close.

   Close, open.

  Seven or eight times in a row, Yang Xin was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked.

  Is this the real face of the panel?

  The intense and cold vision came from the black mist again.

  The black shadow from before appeared again, looking at Yang Fang coldly, as if he had expected the nine-color vortex on his body.

  Yang Fang finally bent down, picked up another stone, and threw it into the nine-color vortex in front of him.

  The stone flashed past, and soon disappeared into the nine-color vortex.

   "There is a space behind, can this vortex go in?"

  Yang felt astonished.

   For a long time, the cheats on him turned out to be a nine-color vortex?

  He thought quickly in his heart, and finally looked at the nine-color vortex again, gritted his teeth, and decided to drill in to have a look.

   With a step on the sole of the foot, the whole body can easily penetrate the vortex instantly.

   As if encountering the influence of a mysterious strange force, with a swipe, it appeared in a brand new space.

  Look at the endless gray-yellow sand.

   There are ancient tombstones everywhere.

   Each tombstone is engraved with some names, as if some top dignitary was buried.

  In addition to the endless tombstones, there are also endless corpses in midair.

   densely packed, endless as far as the eye can see.

   It seems that the space on the ground is limited, and too many people cannot be buried.

  Some corpses can only hang in the air.

   Between the corpses, there are fragments of weapons.

   There are broken swords, broken swords, armor covered with marks, and broken shields...

  All kinds of weapons, even though they have been severely damaged, are still shining faintly.

  Suddenly, Yang Fang shrank his eyes and pupils, showing surprise.

  Among the shards of weapons flying in the sky, there was also a shard of a magic mirror that was exactly the same as in his hand.

   Only on a larger scale.

  He immediately jumped up vigorously, wanting to touch the shard of the magic mirror, but the moment he just had this idea, the shard of the magic mirror in midair automatically appeared in his hand.

  Yang Fang's face froze, and he carefully matched the two fragments of the magic mirror together, shocked.

  Truly two became one.

but!

   This is still not a complete magic mirror.

   It seems that there is still a corner missing!

   "There are words, this is... the other shore?"

  Yang Fang talked to himself, and noticed the ancient handwriting engraved on the back of the mirror.

   Mirror of the Other Side!

   Is that what it's called?

  Shenjing should have some functions that he has not explored!

   Isn't it just as simple as going back and forth between Shenxu Continent and Blue Star?

  Suddenly, Yang Fang raised his head again, staring carefully, his pupils startled.

All the tombstones, corpses, and weapon fragments stretched out invisible thin lines, like causal lines, but not causal lines. All the thin lines gathered at high altitude, forming an extremely huge picture .

   It is... Blue Star!

   Nothing but!

  At this moment, Lan Xing looked extremely weird.

  Its appearance is constantly changing, changing shape.

  Sometimes it is in the state of a blue star, and sometimes it turns into a strange thing with countless lines on its surface.

  Yang Fang stared at the strange object with countless lines, becoming more and more suspicious.

  Why does he feel that this is like a fruit.

   An incomparably huge mysterious fruit filled with rich purple energy!

   "Dao Fruit..."

   Subconsciously, these two words appeared in his mind, his heart was shocked, and his eyes were filled with horror.

good!

   This is Dao Fruit!

  The entire Blue Star is a Dao Fruit!

  And all human beings living on Blue Star should be derivatives of Dao Fruit!

  The previous doubts in his mind seemed to be all explained at once.

   No wonder those six black hands kept pulling the Blue Star people over to raise Gu.

  Blue Stars are creatures conceived on Dao Fruit.

  It must be different from people in this world when it is born.

  Perhaps as long as you seize the Blue Star, you can fully grasp this huge Dao fruit!

  Is this the purpose of those six black hands?

  Yang Fang became more and more shocked when he thought about it.

  There are so many corpses and treasures here, are they all used to nourish the Dao fruit?

   Is this the gathering of most of the essence of the heavens to form this Dao Fruit?

  Yang Fang walked forward, his gaze continued to look high into the sky.

  Suddenly, he bumped into a stone tablet and looked over.

  On the ancient stele body, there are two big characters written impressively.

   Very familiar!

  【Yongzhen】.

  It is almost the same as the bronze door in Blue Star's underground.

   Even the notes are exactly the same.

  Yang Fang's eyes were solemn, and he looked around the stele, his eyes startled.

   I saw writing on the back of the stele.

  【The road to transcendence, buried with the heavens】!

  Below this self, there are six different imprints impressively.

  Sword-shaped imprint, **** imprint, x mark, skull imprint, snowflake imprint, lightning imprint.

   "Sure enough, it's the six of them."

  Yang Fang's expression changed.

but!

   Could it be that these six people killed and smashed the endless corpses and all kinds of treasures?

  If so, it would be too scary.

  Yang Fang hugged the magic mirror and continued to walk here.

  The entire area is boundless and vast, as if there is no end to it.

   Other doubts appeared in his mind again.

  How did the panel become like this?

  Why is there a panel on my body?

  He thought hard, but couldn't get the answer.

  Suddenly!

  Yang Fang's body stood up with cold hairs, and he quickly turned around, a feeling of being spied on came from behind.

   "Who? Come out!"

   He opened his mouth and shouted.

  A faint sigh sounded from behind without warning.

   "Have you still discovered the secret?"

   Wisps of black mist emerged, intertwined with each other, with an obscure breath, slowly forming a blurred figure, and then slowly solidified.

   until completely clear.

   He was an extremely tall middle-aged man.

   Eyes full of vicissitudes, gray temples, handsome features, hands drooping naturally, wearing a purple robe, the whole person has an indescribable ancient meaning, like a figure walking out of the long river of time.

"who are you?"

  Yang Fang shouted.

   "Me? My name has long been forgotten, and people who only know the future generations like to call me the devil."

  The middle-aged man spoke from the vicissitudes of life.

  The devil?

  Yang Fang's heart was shaking like a thunderbolt, rumbling and deafening, with chills standing on end.

   It was him!

  He is the head that followed in!

  He has been following himself, but he has no knowledge of it.

   "You want to take away from me? Are you secretly cultivating Dao Fruit? If you take me away, you can master Dao Fruit?"

  Yang Fang shouted.

   When he really faced the other party, he was not so afraid.

   Just want to know the truth of everything!

  Even if it is death, all the veils must be lifted.

   "Why be so nervous, in fact, Dao fruit is not so easy to obtain."

  The voice of the demon lord sounded, the breath was ethereal, and he was not in a hurry to do it, as if he was speaking through a world screen, full of emotion, said:

"According to our plan, a large part of you will enter the realm of immortality in the near future. At that time, you will decide whether to live or die, and only six of you will survive. We attacked you at that time, but unfortunately, the situation was out of control, and we never thought that such an accident as you would happen. Your appearance shattered most of our plans, making it too late for us to deal with many things in time Do."

   "What do you mean? My appearance was an accident?"

  Yang Fang asked immediately.

"What do you think?"

The devil sighed, and said: "All this, in the final analysis, has to be counted on an old man. When the catastrophe of the gods was over, the six of us survived by luck. Later... we were robbed one after another because of other things, and then the old man caught the gap, took advantage of our unpreparedness, forced a gap in the things we had worked so hard to arrange, and got in by himself. It was successfully conceived, but unfortunately, some deviations were found in the middle process, and most of its essences were gathered together, deduced into a nine-color vortex..."

   "Nine-color vortex is the essence of Dao fruit?"

  Yang Fang was surprised.

   Is this where the panels come from?

  The panel is the essence of Daoguo?

   Soon he realized who the old man was talking about.

   Absolutely the mysterious old man dug out from the depths of the ground by the Dragon Kingdom government!

   It is also the existence that pointed him to enter the temple!

   He really has a great background!

   Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the six people, they forcibly broke through the arrangement of the six people.

   "Speaking of which, the old immortal should still be hiding in the Dao Fruit World. Unfortunately, my current body is not convenient for me to make a move. If not, I have to count whatever I say."

  The Demon Lord continued to speak, exuding a refined and enchanting aura.

  Like a scribe in the long river of time.

   "The catastrophe of the gods is not your handwriting?"

  Yang Fang asked immediately.

   "Of course not. Too many masters died in ancient times. How can we create such an incident? We are just the beneficiaries of the catastrophe of the gods."

The Demon Lord said lightly, "You are all creatures conceived in the Dao Fruit. Taking you away will not allow us to truly master the Dao Fruit, but it will allow us to become an innate Dao body and get infinitely closer to the Dao Fruit. It is the same to get the fruit of Dao."

   "Innate Dao body?"

"Yes, but now you are no different from ordinary people. The real time has not yet come. According to our calculations, it will take some time before you can transform successfully. It is a pity that you awakened early and entered the This Fallen Temple, which even the ancient gods have a headache for, forced me to appear earlier, but everything should be over now."

  The Demon Lord said leisurely.

  If Yang Fang was just one of many Blue Stars, the Demon Lord would not care about his life or death at all.

  Yang Fang is gone, just train another one.

  But the panel on his body is made up of the essence of Daoguo.

  Therefore, even if he knew there was danger, the Demon Lord had no choice but to step in.

   "Wait, even if I die, let me die with peace. The three of you left marks on me at the same time. Why did you only see you appear? What about the other two? They are so willing to let me go?"

  Yang Fang asked quickly.

  Some questions, if you don’t ask clearly, even if you die, he will not be reconciled.

   "You mean Sword Demon and Ancient Buddha? Their state is a bit weird. Sword Demon has been seriously injured since the ancient battle and hid in a place that even I don't know. As for Ancient Buddha..."

The devil has a deep temperament and a flat tone, "It is even more impossible for him to appear at this time. After the arrangement of the six of us, I took the opportunity to attack him when he was in nirvana, and sealed him in a Jedi , although he has shown a lot of strength in these years, but now he can't compete with me, he can only wait until other Dao fruit creatures mature, and then carry out the rebirth, but at that time, I It has already merged with Dao fruit."

  Yang Xin's head was turbulent, secretly awe-inspiring.

   There is also competition among the six black hands?

  Are they also plotting against each other?

Yes.

  There is only one Dao Fruit, and everyone wants to get it.

   How could other people be willing?

   "What about the other three people? Didn't they think about doing it?"

  Yang Fang asked.

"Yinquan, Ice Emperor and Lei Zun, each of them has their own troubles. Seeing that the three of us have left a mark, they have no time to compete with us. Well, you already know what you need to know, and it's time here we go."

  The Demon Lord's voice was faint, showing a slight smile.

  His body was made of mist.

   It turned into strands of deep and dark mist again, the black was deep and terrifying, as if it could swallow all the light in the world.

   As soon as it appeared, the entire nine-color vortex quickly became dark.

   Hoo!

  Endless black mist instantly submerged Yang Fang's body.

  Yang Fang's hair stood up all over his body, it was impossible to sit still and wait for death. In the nick of time, he directly drilled hard into the broken surface of the magic mirror in his hand.

   Wow!

  His body disappeared here instantly.

but!

  The black mist transformed by the Demon Lord surged towards the fragments of the mirror, covering the sky and covering the earth, like a black tide, rushing into it quickly.

brush!

   There was a flash of light.

  Yang Fang's body emerged again, and he quickly looked in all directions, startled.

   When his body reappeared, it was astonishingly drilled out of another fragment of the magic mirror.

  There is also a fragment of the magic mirror here?

and!

  The breath here is too oppressive, as soon as I got out, I felt like my heart was under some terrible force, and it was difficult to breathe.

  The current situation does not allow him to think too much, even if it is the devil's lair, he has to move forward.

  Yang Fang stepped forward and rushed outside quickly.

   Crash!

  Suddenly, bursts of familiar piercing sounds of chains came from outside the hall, accompanied by bursts of terrifying breaths and heavy footsteps.

  It seems that there is an extremely terrifying troll rushing towards here quickly.

  Yang Fang's face changed drastically, and he stopped suddenly.

  This won't be the lair of the previous phantom, right?

   Otherwise, how could I hear such a familiar sound of chains.

at this time!

  A black light flashed on the shards of the magic mirror behind him, and large swaths of dark devilish energy rushed out quickly, like a strong tide, rushing towards Yang Fang.

  Yang Fang didn't dare to think too much, and continued to charge forward.

  The sound of the chains in front was getting closer and more terrifying, accompanied by bursts of angry roars.

"Roar!"

  The magic sound cracked the ears, a soul-shaking sound came from outside.

   Wow!

  The chains are harsh.

  A terrifying and ferocious phantom, entangled in heavy chains, rushed into the hall from the outside, with a terrifying breath, and a pair of scarlet eyes that were terrifying and captivating.

After   appeared, he glanced at Yang Fang first, then let out a violent roar, flashed by, and slapped the thick black air with a huge palm fiercely.

boom!

  The thick black energy transformed by the demon king was defeated by this terrifying phantom on the spot.

  All the black air flowed back directly and smashed hard in the distance.

   Wisps of black air gathered in the middle again, forming the figure of the Demon King again.

  He stared coldly at the dark phantom entangled in heavy chains.

"who are you?"

  The Demon Lord spoke coldly.

"Roar!"

  The phantom let out a terrifying roar, its eyes were scarlet, and it rushed towards the Demon Lord with a thick chain.

  The demon lord snorted coldly, and an extremely terrifying demonic energy erupted from his body instantly. His body swelled against the wind, and suddenly turned into a terrifying form hundreds of meters away, and rushed towards the phantom.

  He is revered as the prince of demons, the devil of demons, the king of demons.

  How could you be afraid of such a phantom of unknown origin!

  Although he has turned into a form of hundreds of meters, it does not mean that he can only be turned into a few hundred meters. The stone palace is too small to accommodate his body.

  If it weren't for standing upright, how much more than a thousand feet would it be?

   Boom boom boom boom!

  Two incomparably terrifying existences fought fiercely in this mysterious hall in an instant, their voices were earth-shattering and terrifying.

   This is definitely beyond the power of the king, even if the king comes, it is destined to be not enough.

  Yang rest assured that his head shook.

   He really came to the inside of the black mist!

   This phantom is exactly the one before!

   Soon Yang Fang showed joy, eagerly hoping that this extremely mysterious black shadow could defeat the Demon Lord, even if he couldn't kill him, it would be fine to trap him here to death.

  The mysterious old man pointed him to the fallen temple, and it really made sense!

but!

   As time went by, Yang Fang showed surprise again.

Because the phantom was in poor condition, its body was trapped by thick chains, and it was greatly affected. It could not really suppress the phantom, and I don't know if it was because of the chains that the phantom could not use some advanced powers. The killing technique is there, only some brute force can be used.

  On the other hand, the Demon Lord swiped his hands, and all kinds of ancient secret techniques were issued continuously from his hands, suppressing the Demon Shadow and roaring again and again, which could not help him at all.

"Roar!"

  The phantom went completely berserk, let out endless roars again, crazily vibrating the magic energy, the body also began to grow bigger, pieces of even more terrifying auras burst out rapidly.

  However, as he grew bigger, the heavy chains wrapped around his body suddenly burst into sunlight, and pieces of golden runes emerged, densely packed, and fell on the phantom, making him scream miserably.

  These chains were indeed suppressing his power.

  Let him only display a part of his strength.

  Once a certain limit is exceeded, the ban will be triggered.

   Boom boom boom boom!

  The Demon Lord seized the opportunity, and made several extremely terrifying attacks in a row, and hit the phantom fiercely, sending the phantom flying upside down and collapsing.

  But after cultivating to this level, it is impossible to be killed so easily.

  After the phantom's body collapsed, it quickly regrouped in the distance.

   Wow!

  His eyes were scarlet, cold and frightening, and he seemed to gradually regain his senses, standing in the distance, staring closely at the Demon Lord, and then at Yang Fang.

   "The embryonic form of the Dao fruit, what a big hand!"

  His tone was cold.

   "Who the **** are you? Why do I sense a familiar aura in you, you must be someone I know well."

  The Demon Monarch stared at the phantom in front of him, and spoke in a cold voice.

  He did not come here in real body, and the power he can use is limited.

   But even so, he could feel the power of the phantom in front of him.

  If there is no chain, this person must be an existence that is not weaker than his peak state.

   But he was locked in the temple!

   "You want to get rid of this person?"

The ghost ignored the devil, but looked at Yang Fang with a sneer, and said: "There is a treasure mountain in the sky and you don't know how to dig it. Why ask for power? You have endless power yourself. In the temple, it is enough Against anyone."

  Yang Fang was startled, and spoke quickly.

   "I beg the senior to give me some advice!"

"Most of the essence of Dao fruit is gathered in your body. At ordinary times, you can't use it at all, but in the temple, it is enough to make you unscrupulous. As long as you enter the space of the essence of Dao fruit, how big your heart is and the power you can exert That's how big it is."

   Specter pointing.

   "Nine-Color Vortex!"

  Yang Fang came to his senses.

  Then the panel was opened again, and the body rushed directly towards the nine-color vortex.

  The Demon Lord's face sank, and his body turned into an extremely thick black air, which flashed away in an instant, and followed him into the nine-color vortex again.

  Boom!

  Yang Fang's body re-entered the space of the nine-color vortex.

  In the area behind him, endless black air surged, once again forming the figure of the Demon Lord, with an indifferent complexion, gray temples, and a purple-red robe dancing without wind.

   "It's time to end, do you think you can really compete against me with this?"

   "Whether I can or not, I don't want to die like this!"

  Yang Fang stared at the Demon Lord in front of him.

   "Don't be afraid, fuse with me, you will instantly gain unimaginable power, you will directly climb to the top, stand out from the crowd, and become one of the strongest rulers in the world!"

  The demon king stepped forward.

   "Merge with you, will you retain my consciousness?"

  Yang Fang asked.

   "Why do ants need to be conscious, I can make your physical body astounding in the past, leaving your name in history!"

  The Demon Lord spoke in a cold voice.

   "In this case, let's fight!"

  Yang Fang roared violently, his body shook suddenly, with a bang, his whole body swelled against the wind, his breath was terrifying, and clusters of black hair quickly emerged from his body.

   In the blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds of meters in size, roared, and rushed directly towards the Demon Lord.

   "Imprisoned!"

  The Demon Lord suddenly shouted coldly, and two beams of light shot out from his eyes.

   Hit Yang Fang instantly.

  Yang Fang's body suddenly became immobile, as if it had turned into a sculpture, he couldn't help himself, and couldn't control it at all.

   "Ants are just ants, why bother to struggle, even if you are unwilling, you can't change your fate, being fused with me is your luck through thousands of lives!"

  The Demon Lord spoke indifferently, stepped forward, and his body turned into black mist again, wrapping towards Yang Fang's body.

   "Remember my words, as big as your heart is, your strength is as great. In the essence of Daoguo, no one can do anything to you!"

  Suddenly, the voice of that phantom came from outside again coldly.

  Yang Fang's body is still motionless, but deep in his heart, he is sensing the God Seed with all his strength, and his anxious heart is roaring crazily.

   Sure enough, the phantom was right, and in his desperate induction, the seven gods that had disappeared resurfaced in his mind again.

  Yang Fang did not hesitate, and immediately operated the [Yuan Xin] divine seed with all his strength, and began to hypnotize himself.

  Boom!

  I am invincible...

  I am Yuanshi Tianzun...

  I am the beginning of the heavens...

  I am the source of everything...

  I am invincible...

  I have created the world...

  I am the greatest ruler of this world...

  【Yuan Xin】The hypnotic power of the god-seed is exerted over and over again, constantly acting in the depths of Yang Fang's soul, buzzing and vibrating.

suddenly!

  Yang Fang opened his tightly closed eyes suddenly, and shot out two extremely terrifying beams of light, and let out an earth-shattering roar from his mouth.

   "I am Yuanshi Tianzun!"

  Boom!

  The breath of the whole body suddenly rose.

  Whether it is the corpses, tombs, or weapons in the space in front of him, all the essence is rushing towards Yang Fang's body, with radiant light and turbulent airflow.

  In an instant, his aura is infinitely high, eternal, desolate and endless, as if it represents nothingness, vastness, and creation from nothing.

   represents the beginning of heaven and earth.

  Boom!

   As soon as his physical body collapsed, he had just pounced on him, and the endless black mist that enveloped him was suddenly disintegrated by him.

   Then all the black mist flowed backwards, appearing in the distance with a clatter.

  The black mist surged and turned into the body of the Demon Lord again.

  He looked surprised and looked at Yang Fang.

   seems to be in disbelief.

  Yang Fang in front of him really seemed to be a different person.

  Even he felt the emptiness and vastness in Yang Fang.

  Plausible but not true.

  Like an illusion, but not an illusion.

  Boundless and far away.

  From ancient times to the present.

"This is impossible."

  The Demon Lord talked to himself.

   Doesn't make sense.

  Yang Fang has never seen a real strong man, even if he only relies on imagination, how strong can he imagine?

  Even if an ant dares to imagine, it can at most imagine that it can carry an elephant.

  But Yang Fang is more than just carrying an elephant.

  He seemed to carry the entire universe on his back!

  ···

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