"Palace Master's breath is much stronger than before! Is his cultivation one step closer?"

The elder exclaimed.

"It's true. Is the Palace Master already in the seventh heaven of the Escape Realm? Wouldn't it be the same level as Real Person Zhiyun..."

Another elder exclaimed.

Zhiyun Zhenren has stood at the top of the semi-sage, stepping forward and becoming a saint!

If the palace master also reaches this level...then their heavenly palace will not only be the first gate in the southern boundary!

All the outer door elders were extremely excited.

As for those disciples, they looked at the deep blue sky with admiration and admiration eyes.

This is their ultimate dream of cultivating immortals.

Become the strongest person like the palace lord, like Zhiyun Zhenren!

"Fang Yu, who gave you the courage to make you dare to do something in the heavenly palace!?"

At this time, a very majestic sound, which contained monstrous anger, came from the beam.

"You did it first. I don't need the guts to fight back, right?" Fang Yu rushed to the beam and smiled, "Are you real Zhiyun?"

"I am the palace lord of the Heavenly Palace, and I live in the fog." A deep voice came from the beam, "Mr. Zhiyun is attacking the saint, dealing with you... I am alone."

"So confident? You should have seen how your inner elders were defeated by me?" Fang Yu asked with squinting eyes.

"Tuofan is a huge difference, if you compare them with me... you will pay a heavy price." Wu Cangsheng said coldly.

"I don't think so." Fang Yu shook his head and said, "Extreme Fire Sect's Duan Ao Tuofan the third heaven, and the inner door of your heavenly palace is the fifth heaven of Tuofan, both give me the feeling... …There is not much difference, neither can resist my punch.”

"Haha..." There was disdain in the misty sneer.

At this time, the soaring blue light in front slowly dissipated.

A fluttering white figure appeared.

Long black hair scattered behind, flying in the wind.

His face is not old, on the contrary he is extremely young, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is extremely handsome.

This is the current palace lord of the Tiangong, who lives in a fog.

Fang Yu looked at the foggy people and squinted slightly.

With a disdainful smile on Wu Cangsheng's face, he looked at Fang Yu with scrutiny eyes.

"Accurately speaking, the Escape Realm is no different from the ant in front of me." Fang Yu said again, "Because the ant can't hold my punch, and the Escape Realm can't hold my punch."

"Hahaha..."

Wu Cangsheng looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.

"Fang Yu, Fang Yu, I don't deny that you are indeed very strong, and you have really caused a sensation in the entire realm." Wu Cangsheng said with a smile, "but you must know that there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the sky. Never take me with ordinary monks. In comparison, even if I am in the Sixth Heaven in the Transcendence Realm like me... I don’t deserve to be on the same level as me now."

"You just need to know that you will die miserably. The broken feather gate behind you will also die completely because of you. I will not give you a chance."

Having said this, the smile on Wu Cangsheng's face diminished, and there was a burst of green light in his eyes.

Ten minutes ago, he thoroughly refined the Skyrim Sacred Fruit.

Therefore, he is not alone with him now.

Although the realm has not yet reached, he still feels that he already has the strength of a saint.

Fang Yu frowned as he watched the foggy people.

He always felt that the palace lord's mood was not right.

The Heavenly Palace was destroyed by his palm for a third, but the smoggy man didn't express his anger, and he still had a feeling of joy?

This kind of emotion doesn't seem right, right?

Moreover, Wu Cangsheng was full of contempt for him, whether it was words or eyes.

It was as if Fang Yu was a trivial ant.

This attitude is also wrong.

After all, Fang Yu had just easily solved the eight elders in their inner gate of the heavenly palace.

No matter how arrogant this foggy person is, he wouldn't ignore the Eight Great Elders in their inner door, right?

"In his situation, there is only one possibility...that is, he realized something, or broke a realm...too happy that he didn't put anything in the past in his eyes." Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly as he analyzed in his heart .

"Fang Yu, believe it or not...I can suppress you with just my right hand?"

At this time, Wu Cangsheng spoke again.

"Are you sure?" Fang Yu smiled and asked.

"After I refine the sacred fruit of the sky, I can use a hot character like you as a stepping stone. It's really good luck." Wu Cangsheng smiled.

"I only used one punch." Fang Yu said, "Just like what I just said... verify that there is no essential difference between you and an ant on the ground."

Hearing these words, Wu Cangsheng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Fang Yu repeatedly compares him with ants, which is extremely disrespectful to him!

"If your punch doesn't work, you will die." Wucang said coldly.

Fang Yu shook his right hand and said, "Before doing it, I want to ask you a question. What is the relationship between your Heavenly Palace and the Supreme Sacred Pavilion?"

Hearing the name'Zhishengge' from Fang Yu's mouth, the foggy eyes changed slightly.

But he quickly smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you... the holy fruit of the sky~lightnovelpub.net~ I just refined is given to me by the Supreme Sacred Pavilion."

"Why did he give it to you?" Fang Yu asked, squinting.

"You are dying, why do you have to ask so much?"

As Wu Cangsheng said, his breath suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

Behind him, there appeared a figure who was meditating, bursting out with a strong light, releasing a terrifying pressure!

At this moment, the world seemed to be stagnant.

"The breath of the palace lord...Is this sanctified!?"

"Behind him is the Faxiang or the Extreme Realm?! Or is it the holy light unique to the saint!?"

"Too powerful... The Palace Master is much stronger than before!"

The people in the outer Tiangong kept exclaiming.

At this moment, Fang Yu was also observing the misty common people.

"Come on, Fang Yu, I know that you are physical cultivation...but I will show you the real gap between physical cultivation and our top cultivators." Wu Cangsheng sneered.

"Then I will come."

Fang Yu's eyes were slightly drenched, and he rushed towards the foggy people!

Wu Cangsheng raised his right palm slowly facing Fang Yu who was charging.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the whole world seemed to freeze into ice.

A monstrous magical energy locked the whole world.

Even a particle of dust, as small as a molecule or atom, is still and unable to move.

"Crack!"

Fang Yu paused for a second, a golden light flashed on his body, instantly breaking through the terrifying magic power between heaven and earth!

"Wow..."

As if glass shattered, Fang Yu approached the misty common people all the way, bringing up bursts of space debris along the way.

Wu Cangsheng's eyes moved slightly, his right palm condensed a group of strong magic power.

The figure meditating behind him exudes a strong blue light.