Chapter 220 The Immortal Man Ascends the Heavenly Stage

Xiao Zi climbed onto Fang Wang's shoulder, spitting out his snake tongue and asked, "What immortal old man? Can you explain it clearly?"

The three immortals of the Emperor Sea followed and answered, still speaking in unison.

"He calls himself the God of Heaven and claims to be immortal."

"We met him when we were more than 200 years old. At that time, we were full of vigor and thought that the three of us brothers could dominate the world together, but he almost beat us to death."

"This old man likes to target geniuses. He is so shameless!"

God of Heaven?

Immortality?

A little crazy!

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, with an expectant look in his eyes.

The three immortals of the Emperor Sea continued to talk about the deeds of this God of Heaven.

The origin of God of Heaven is very mysterious. No one knows where he came from. He travels around the world and likes to learn from geniuses. His cultivation is also a mystery.

The previous head of the Changsheng Pavilion once fought with him and was suppressed by him.

In addition to sparring with others, he also loves to instruct mediocre cultivators, so he has a great reputation. Because he has disappeared for hundreds of years, it is difficult for the current cultivation world to remember him.

The three immortals of the Emperor Sea think that Tian Gong is stronger than Wen Li, and maybe even stronger than the resurrected Thousand-Eyed Great Sage. It is difficult for Fang Wang to subdue Tian Gong with one punch.

Fang Wang doesn't care. In recent years, his strength has also improved by leaps and bounds. He wants to see how strong Tian Gong is.

At noon the next day, Tian Gong descended on Jian Tianze.

This Tian Gong was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and a childlike face. His body was slightly hunched. He didn't look strong, but he exuded an immortal temperament. The peach wood stick in his hand exuded a faint white mist, making him look more extraordinary.

There was a peach on this peach wood stick, which was white and red, making people salivate at a glance.

Tian Gong walked by the river, smiling and instructing the cultivators along the way, attracting a lot of attention. The more people looked at him, the bigger the smile on his face.

Fang Wang just glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and continued to practice.

Xiao Zi was very interested in him, so he went up to join in the fun.

The three immortals of Emperor Hai stopped Tian Gong, surrounded him, pointed at him and asked questions.

"Old man, why are you here?"

"You have lived for more than four thousand years, why are you still alive?"

"You don't want to challenge my master too, do you?"

More than four thousand years!

This sentence changed the eyes of the surrounding cultivators. After so many years, the three immortals of Emperor Hai have proved their strength, and their reputation has shaken the continent. The cultivators all know that Tian Dao has three old cultivators with profound cultivation, who are stronger than the Saint of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect.

Tian Gong stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Why, can't I challenge the Heavenly Dao? I am Tian Gong. If Tian Gong fights against the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't it be a good story?"

The three immortals of Emperor Sea became even more angry when they heard this and began to abuse Tian Gong.

More and more cultivators came over. A cultivator over 4,000 years old was still quite intimidating. At least the cultivators had never seen such a person.

When they heard that Tian Gong wanted to challenge the Heavenly Dao, many people were dissatisfied immediately.

Luo Chen of the Supreme Sect stood up and said: "Old senior, if you want to challenge the Heavenly Dao, you have to convince everyone. You have to pass this level first."

Tian Gong glanced at him and nodded with a smile.

Afterwards, a group of cultivators flew to the sky to compete.

Luo Chen condensed his own natal treasure spirit, which was a feather fan. The momentum of the Mahayana realm burst out, covering the world. He waved the feather fan, and in an instant, the sky suddenly changed color, and the vast flames formed a firebird with a wingspan of thousands of feet swooping down, covering the sky and the sun.

Tian Gong shook his head and laughed, saying, "It's flashy but not practical."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Luo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously swung his fan behind him.

An index finger suddenly pressed against his back, causing him to freeze and unable to move.

"I don't know how you practiced to the Mahayana realm, it's too bad." Tian Gong's laughter came from behind, making Luo Chen's face turn green instantly.

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Days passed, and the day of the last challenge to Tian Dao arrived. The mountains and plains around Jian Tianze were full of cultivators, and even in the sky, there were many magic weapons and mounts floating, waiting for Tian Dao to take action.

By the lake, Tian Gong stretched his waist, picked up the peach wood stick, stood up, and then stepped up in the air. There seemed to be an invisible staircase under his feet.

The eyes of heaven and earth fell on him.

In these days, Tian Gong defeated other challengers, and there were seven Nirvana cultivators who were defeated by him, all of whom were subdued by him in one move.

From the beginning to the end, he did not show his aura, and all the fighting methods seemed calm and calm, which also made the monks who came to watch the battle have expectations for him.

"Has he really lived for more than 4,000 years?"

"It should be true, the three immortals of the Emperor Sea said it themselves."

"My goodness, isn't he immortal?"

"Compared to him being more than 4,000 years old, I am more curious about whether Tiandao is really less than 200 years old?"

"Tsk tsk, if it is true, the age gap is so huge, today we will see Tiandao's second punch, and it may not even be possible to defeat this Tiangong with two punches."

"Thanks to Senior Tiandao, otherwise how could we see so many great monks, let alone immortals."

Between heaven and earth, the noise was deafening. The God of Heaven seemed to enjoy this atmosphere. He walked up to the sky with a smile, all the way to the sky, higher than the surrounding mountain tops. He looked down, his eyes passing through the fog by the lake.

The fog was suddenly dispersed, accompanied by a strong wind, rising up, and everyone's robes were blown, and then they looked up subconsciously.

The God of Heaven looked up at Fang Wang in front of him, stroked his beard and smiled, "The speed is very fast, worthy of the way of heaven."

Fang Wang stared at the God of Heaven calmly and asked, "Your Excellency has a profound cultivation, and has lived for more than four thousand years. You are knowledgeable and experienced. How could you be interested in my Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist?"

As soon as these words came out, those who had doubts about the God of Heaven were all moved.

The world became silent, and all the cultivators and monsters held their breath and listened to the conversation between the two great powers.

Tian Gong said with a smile: "Your boxing skills are not simple. They can cause strange phenomena in the world. Even if I have lived for 4,700 years, I have never seen such a powerful boxing skills. Today, I ask you for advice, not only to appreciate the Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist, but also to test you. If you can satisfy me, I will give you a great opportunity."

Four thousand seven hundred years!

The eyes of all the spectators looking at Tian Gong changed.

For a moment, the image of Tian Gong in their eyes became taller, making the spectators sweat for Fang Wang.

Fang Wang raised his mouth and asked: "May I ask what realm you are in?"

Tian Gong laughed and said: "Ninth level of the Sky-Breaking Realm, have you ever heard of this realm?"

Sky-Breaking Realm?

What realm is that?

This is the confusion of everyone. They looked at Fang Wang nervously, waiting for Fang Wang to answer.