Chapter 248: The Great Perfection of the Tian Gang Zhi Yang Tyrant Body!

Fang Wang seemed to be unable to hear Yang Du's shouts, and did not respond, or even open his eyes.

Yang Du could only keep his mouth shut until he was pushed into the cell. After the cell door was closed, he ignored the cultivator who was performing the sealing method and stared at Fang Wang from afar.

Xiao Zi saw him and blinked at him.

Yang Du suddenly remembered that in recent years, there have been monsters turning into dragons all over the world. Could it be that the snake monster that followed the senior has also turned into a dragon?

He looked at Xiao Zi carefully, and the more he looked, the more he thought it was true.

He had never seen that kind of meanness in other monsters.

Seeing Xiao Zi's eyes, and then looking at Fang Wang, who looked completely uninjured and not embarrassed at all, Yang Du's body was shocked.

Could it be...

Yang Du thought of something and was immediately excited.

He nodded to Xiao Zi, then turned around and imitated Fang Wang and began to practice.

Xiao Zi tilted his head, wondering why this kid nodded?

It was teasing Yang Du with its eyes just now. How could it be so embarrassed after not seeing him for many years?

Who would have thought that Yang Du actually nodded at it with an excited look on his face. It was simply sick!

Xiao Zi did not think about it any more, and lay down beside Fang Wang and continued to practice.

Because Fang Wang had the fluctuation of absorbing spiritual energy around him, everyone thought he was practicing, so no one called him or talked to him.

Just like that.

Another three months passed.

This day.

Fang Wang's mind was shocked, and the familiar feeling finally came.

After a dizzy spell, he opened his eyes and came to the Heavenly Palace.

His expression did not change, and he immediately began to practice the new body cultivation method.

Unlike the past, this time, Fang Wang was very determined and just wanted to practice it quickly!

It took him 960 years to practice the Tiangang Holy Body True Art, and it took him 1,700 years to practice the Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body. Even if the two have something in common, it would take at least a thousand years to practice their fusion version.

Time passed quickly in the Heavenly Palace.

Year after year, Fang Wang concentrated on practicing, and the Heavenly Palace also changed its environment according to his state of mind.

It took five hundred years for Fang Wang to master the new technique and transform his body.

Another seven hundred years passed before he finally achieved the Great Perfection!

The Great Perfection Body combines the characteristics of the Tiangang Holy Body and the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body, and is more powerful, and more than one level stronger.

From the Great Perfection to the Great Perfection, it was extremely painful, but Fang Wang gritted his teeth and continued to practice with his anger towards the seven holy clans.

During the entire practice process, he hardly stopped to rest.

He knew that doing so would breed resentment in his heart, but he just wanted this resentment.

When he completely achieved the Great Perfection, he looked back and realized that two thousand four hundred years had passed!

Fang Wang followed and left the Heavenly Palace.

In the cell, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of white flames overflowed from his eyes. A pair of pupils shone with white light, as if hiding two bright suns.

He started to practice directly, madly devouring the spiritual energy at the bottom of the prison and tempering a brand new body.

Rumble--

The violent spiritual energy made the ground tremble, waking up Xiao Zi and other prisoners in the cell.

More and more prisoners came to the cell door. Because the cell door was restricted, they could not feel Fang Wang's breath and could only discuss with each other.

"What's going on?"

"It's the spiritual energy underground that is stirring."

"This has never happened before."

"Could it be that they are arranging some kind of formation?"

"I don't know."

The prisoners were shocked and Yang Du looked at Fang Wang, and ended up looking at Fang Wang.

In the dim underground palace, Fang Wang's cell was the brightest. His shining eyes made it difficult for people to look away after just one look.

"This is..."

Yang Du held the iron bar tightly, with excitement in his eyes.

More and more people noticed Fang Wang's abnormality. As the violent spiritual energy poured into his body, his robe fluttered violently, and Xiao Zi was forced to retreat.

"Young Master..."

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Wang worriedly. It could feel a surge of hostility. Even when Fang Wang entered the Xuan Dynasty, his hostility was not so great.

Fang Wang muttered to himself: "Tian Gang plus Vajra Zhiyang, let's call it Tian Gang Zhiyang Tyrant Body."

The holy body turned into a Tyrant Body, and the word Tyrant means that he is about to use his tyranny!

He will not talk about good and evil, right and wrong, he will make all the people of the seven major families be buried with Han Huitian and the seven people!

Xiao Zi heard it, and his dragon body shook.

Tian Gang Zhiyang Tyrant Body!

Did the young master merge the Tian Gang Holy Body and the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body?

Xiao Zi's blood boiled immediately, it knew that Fang Wang would not sit and wait for death, he came just to divert the war and avoid affecting the Fang family.

Rumble--

The suppressed thunder sound was transmitted into the underground palace, which made the prisoners more curious, and they all looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's abnormality was obviously related to the vibration of the underground palace!

At this moment, a series of figures appeared in front of Fang Wang's prison door.

It was Han Huitian, Qiu Ya Zhenren, Song Han Fairy and Liu Jun.

The four great monks of the Sky-Stepping Realm looked at Fang Wang with their brows furrowed. When they met Fang Wang's eyes, their hearts were beating wildly.

"Go in!"

Han Huitian said in a deep voice, and then began to remove the seal on the prison door.

On the other side.

In an attic, Feng Wuzong and Ji Zhan sat opposite each other and drank.

Ji Zhan looked out the window, the thunderclouds rolled, covering the bright moon, making the world more depressing. He retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "I have to thank you for capturing Tiandao Fang Wang this time. Without your calculations, we would have been unnamed and damaged the reputation of the Saint Clan."

Feng Wuzong raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "If you want to blame Fang Wang, you have a nosy nephew. I heard that Fang Jing likes to do chivalry, so I secretly protected the woman and fled all the way to Fang Jing's vicinity before letting Feng Jing go. The clan members take action.”

Ji Zhan shook his head and laughed: "Aren't you afraid that your junior will beat Fang Jing to death?"

"While they were fighting, I also took action." Feng Wuzong said expressionlessly.

Ji Zhan raised his eyebrows, looked at him with a slight change in his eyes, and sighed: "That's cruel enough. In this case, the treasure body can only be obtained by our two families."

Feng Wuzong hummed: "He is just a junior with mediocre talent. He will die when he dies. But since we have paid for it, the treasure body can only be obtained by us. It would be good if other companies can take advantage."

Ji Zhan said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Then let's first talk about how our two families can divide the treasure body. I have a proposal. No matter which family seizes the treasure body, they must marry the other party and leave their bloodline. What do you think?"

"That's a good suggestion."

Feng Wuxing praised, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

A thunder strike from the sky