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Izanagi is the new pupil technique developed by Fang Shen in the past three months.

The symbol reflected on the pupil is composed of countless black lines running from the periphery to the center point.

If someone looks at this icon, even if Fang Shen does not use pupil surgery, he will turn around in an instant, drowsy, but he will not actually fall asleep, but in a state of chaos, he can't tell the sight Whether everything is real or illusory, if he is pulled out of this muddy state without outside help, it will sink forever.

However, this is only the technique of Izanagi. The meaning of a symbol, although useful to ordinary people, is not too great for practitioners, especially the extremely powerful quasi-god realm like the black emperor in front of him. For use, Fang Shen must actively release Izanagi.

Izanagi.

This pupillary technique is to convert all the adverse factors including the death suffered by the caster into fantasy in a very short period of time. At the same time, all the events that are beneficial to the caster such as the attack of the caster are converted into real surgery. It is a technique that can freely switch between fantasy and reality.

Specifically, the role of Izanagi is to record the state of the caster's own life and death at the moment when the pupil is started, and then within the effective time of the surgery, any damage suffered by the caster, Even the death of the caster can be physically restored to the state recorded by the eye of life and death.

Izanagi, to be precise, still does not leave the scope of illusion.

Fang Shen's damage, even death, is not that he was actually damaged or died, but just from the perspective of others, he has been damaged or died.

Although these words were stunned, in fact, every second that Ixanaqi turned on, everything around Fang Shen, together with Fang Shen himself, was simultaneously performing magic.

Everything that people around him see, even everything Fang Shen himself sees, is not true.

For example, at this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, Fang Shen had been torn by the white snake's eight heads, as if it were a car crack, and his body was torn into pieces.

But a second before that, Fang Shen had turned on Izanagi.

No way, Ixanaqi's technique is too bad.

"All unfavorable factors, including death, of the caster are converted into illusory."

"Any damage to the caster, even the death of the caster, can be physically restored to the state recorded in the eyes of life and death."

In other words, Fang Shen will never die during the time that Izanagi is effective, and he will be invincible.

Because of this, the aura consumed by every second that Izanagi turns on is an astronomical figure.

Moreover, Izanagi also has a time limit, and it is impossible to let Fang Shen open forever.

To be precise, Fang Shen can now only turn on Izanagi for three seconds.

Three seconds, although not long, is not short either.

When Fang Shen's body turned into pieces and fell in the air, the heads of eight white snakes shouted.

The black emperor hiding in the white snake took a long sigh of relief, and he sighed that today Fang Shen's confidant was resolved.

Otherwise, Fang Wen Fang Shen father and son, the two divine realms of revenge, who the **** can bear?

It's just that this sight fell into the eyes of several other people watching the war.

Liu Huihe screamed, rolled her eyes, and passed out instantly.

Jing Fang aside, although disturbed, but also conditioned to support the falling Liu Huihe, but her tears did not flow down.

As for helping the elderly, the two hi-old people, without sorrow or anger, were completely stagnant.

The invincible head, so fallen?

And still torn apart in such a humiliating way?

Hope for the rise of the Good fortune Gate was finally reached. Numerous Good fortune disciples have spent hundreds of years waiting for the son of selection, and that's it.

A few seconds later, the old man's helpless knees bent, and his decadent paralysis fell to the ground. His eyes were silent and he muttered to himself: "It's over, it's over ..."

Hi Lao was snarling all the way, red eyes, and rushed to the black emperor who was holding up the body of the white snake.

It's just that his mid-mystery cultivation, in the face of the quasi-mystery of the Black Emperor, is not enough to look at.

The Black Emperor had put away the body of the White Snake. At this time, he was back to normal, and the traces of his body burnt by the sky had disappeared. He was dressed in black, like an ordinary farmer.

When Xi Lao rushed in front of him, Hei Di raised his hand at will, pinching his neck and lifting it up.

"This old thing, why do you want to be a worthless elder under Fang Shen's door, and you don't want to be an old servant under my seat? Is it because of my dignity that I am not worthy of you as an ant!"

"Head, sir." Hi Lao struggling: "He is the hope of Zhongxing Xing, the hope of ancestors to recognize the ancestors, and the hope of countless dead creations. The hope of being scattered again and again in the world, where we can gather together, is the hope that can lead us to revenge on the tragic death of countless ancestors of that year. You are a white snake and a beast.

"I see, haha, I see!" Black Emperor Yang laughed long and long: "It turns out Fang Shen is so young, so amazing, why are you two not weak people loyal to him, why is it obvious here It ’s a wilderness, but it ’s higher than any aura in the earth ’s blessings. It turns out that you are the evil of evil! ”

"I only wanted to come here to find the chips that lead to Fangwen. I didn't expect that there would be such a huge gain. It ’s not bad for me to go to heaven."

"Since you don't want to come down, let's go to death. I know that all your disciples, all of them are stones in the pit, are smelly and hard. This seat is in a good mood today, and it will fulfill your loyalty!"

During the conversation, the hand of Black Emperor gradually clenched. He turned out to be trying to pinch himself to death.

He loves to cultivate himself. In the hands of Divine Realm, he can't show it at all. He also looked away and simply gave up his resistance.

Our Huaxia people always pay attention to a "monarch disgrace."

Although Huaxia now has no monarch, for our disciples, the head is the monarch.

The moment Hi Lao was waiting to die with her eyes closed, her heart was extremely quiet: "The king dies, and you must not go without loyal officials. Today, the head of the battlefield will die, and the horseshoe mountain will be happy in the spring.

The neck was pinched, and a suffocation came from his chest. Xi Lao was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, but at this moment, his eyes, already as dead as ash, suddenly burst into a hot glow.

"This is, this is ..."