Chapter 270 The Qualifications of the Nine-Life Treasure Spirit

As the Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword came out, countless huge ghosts and gods emerged from the clouds, and the ghost and god sword formation was formed in a very short time.

Xiao Zi also felt the suppression of the sword formation field.

Hong Xian'er leaped up and flew high in the sky. Her arms were open, her spiritual power burst out, and her yellow clothes fluttered violently, like a cluster of yellow flames, gradually turning golden.

The vast spiritual power of the ninth level of the supernatural realm condensed a golden red sun behind her. In the sun, a phoenix was turning, and its wings were spread, showing the style of a divine bird.

This is Fang Wang

It must be said that Hong Xian'er's strength is really good. This momentum is almost catching up with Qiu Shenji.

Fang Wang's mouth corners rose, and he did not intend to show mercy.

Since we have to fight, we must win!

Fang Wang does not want to lose, even if it is fake!

Under the dark sky, thousands of ghosts and gods raised their swords and raised their swords together, pointing at Hong Xian'er.

…

Da Qi Dynasty, Jian Tianze.

Fang Bai, dressed in black, stood by the lake, looking up at the thunderclouds in the sky.

Jian Tianze is still bustling now, with the lake full of sword practitioners practicing swords, and many people looking at the sky like him.

“It must be Fang Zu…”

Fang Bai thought so, his eyes full of admiration.

He followed Fang Wang to practice the Immortal Executioner Ghost Sword since he was a child, and he could feel that this strange phenomenon was related to the Immortal Executioner Ghost Sword.

At this time, a figure appeared beside him, it was Dugu Wenhun.

Dugu Wenhun patted his shoulder and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at? As long as you are willing to practice diligently, you will sooner or later be able to cause such a strange phenomenon in the world."

Fang Bai retracted his gaze and looked at Dugu Wenhun, saying: "Senior, when did you come back? Is everything going well?"

Dugu Wenhun shrugged and smiled: "Don't worry, there are not many people in the South Sea who can trap me. Everything is going well."

He then looked at the outline of the mountains across the lake. After many years, Kunlun has formed a mountain range that is thousands of miles long. At first glance, it seems that the land across the lake is much higher.

"Recently, the sword immortal has reappeared in Daqi. It is said that he came here because of your reputation." Dugu Wenhun said with a smile.

Fang Bai is over 160 years old. With his extraordinary talent, he is already a genius who is the leader of the Daqi cultivation world. As for Fang Jing, he ran away again after the Feng clan was destroyed, so his name as a genius is rarely mentioned in Daqi.

Fang Bai frowned when he heard the name of the sword immortal.

Dugu Wenhun twisted his neck and smiled, "Di Hai's

Fang Bai nodded, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Senior, when will Fang Zu come back?"

Although there was news that Fang Wang was appreciated by Dong Gonghuang, Fang Bai was still a little worried because he hadn't seen Fang Wang for a long time.

"Who knows? Anyway, he will come back sooner or later. You have to practice well and give him a surprise when the time comes. The Great Oracle Divine Dynasty under Dong Gonghuang is one of the most powerful dynasties in the world. There are many geniuses there. When he comes back, he will definitely have higher requirements for you. "Dugu Wenhun said meaningfully.

He was very curious about the Great Oracle Dynasty, but unfortunately, the journey was too long, and he had to stay here to protect Kunlun. After all, he had promised to be Fang Wang's deputy leader.

After the Seven Clans Tribulation, Dugu Wenhun was more certain about Fang Wang's future. Fang Wang was already unstoppable. He felt that no disaster in the future could kill Fang Wang.

As long as he held on to Fang Wang's thighs, he might not miss the word "immortal".

After hearing this, Fang Bai nodded.

There was a look of expectation in his eyes.

His Immortal Executioner Ghost Sword had already developed a certain style, which was also the reason why he could dominate the Great Qi Immortal Cultivation World.

He always believed that the swordsmanship taught by Fang Zu was the strongest.

He looked up at the sky again, feeling the mighty power of heaven, as if he saw Fang Zu transcending the tribulation in the sky.

I wonder what realm Fang Zu is in now?

How wonderful is his world?

…

The rising sun cuts through the lake, sparkling, and a tall tower sits in the middle of the lake, with its shadow swaying constantly on the lake.

By the lake, Hong Xian'er stood side by side with a middle-aged man, Xiao Zi lay on Hong Xian'er's shoulder, and they looked at the tower in the distance together.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and sighed: "Tian Dao Fang Wang seems to be in the Nirvana realm? He can continue to shape the treasure spirit. It seems that he may be the legendary eternal genius with nine lives. "

Hong Xian'er looked at the tower, a little dazed.

Thinking of the days before, Fang Wang told her that he wanted to find a place to mold his soul. She thought it was a joke, but she didn't expect it to come true.

Nine-life treasure spirit, that is the treasure spirit qualification that represents the highest talent in legend!

The only nine-life treasure spirit that Hong Xian'er knew was the ancient great sage.

Xiao Zi smiled proudly and said, "My son is already in the sky-breaking realm. He defeated the seventh princess of the ninth level of the supernatural realm a few days ago."

Hong Xian'er rolled her eyes and wanted to throw it down.

The middle-aged man asked curiously, "Xian'er, are you serious?"

He is a prince of the Great Oracle Dynasty. People call him King Guangmeng. He is a son of the Emperor Dong Gong and is two hundred years older than Hong Xian'er.

King Guangmeng is the most powerful among the descendants of the Emperor Dong Gong. Before Hong Xian'er was born, he was the son of the Great Oracle Dynasty.

"Well, he has indeed reached the Sky Breaking Realm. I am no match for him at all. With his current ability, I am afraid he can sweep through the Sky Stepping Realm and even challenge the old monster of the True Soul Realm."

Hong Xian'er nodded. Speaking of this, she did not feel ashamed at all. She even showed admiration.

She paused and continued: "Only when you really face him can you know how powerful he is. Brother, don't tell anyone about what happened today. His talent has already shocked the world. If the matter of the Nine-Life Treasure Spirit is spread again, I am afraid..."

King Guangmeng stroked his beard and smiled: "Brother, of course, you understand this. Besides, he will be one of our own sooner or later. How can I harm my brother-in-law?"

But his eyes looking at the tower were very complicated.

He never thought that his Soul Shaping Land would welcome such a genius.

At the same time, waves were raised on the lake, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed to the tower frantically, and its momentum became stronger and stronger.

The robes of Hong Xian'er and King Guangmeng were also blown.

King Guangmeng suddenly said, "Although I have not been summoned by my father, I have received his letter. His doom is coming, which also means that the doom of the Great Oracle Dynasty and the Hong family is coming."

Hong Xian'er was silent.

"If my father dies, the Great Oracle Dynasty will be besieged by various forces. It will be difficult to defend the country. Xian'er, I want to entrust you with something, okay?" King Guangmeng turned his head and looked at Hong Xian'er, his tone was faint.

Hong Xian'er glanced at him and asked, "What is it?"

"Take my wife and children and follow Fang Wang to Kunlun." King Guangmeng looked at Hong Xian'er and said seriously.

Hong Xian'er frowned when she heard it.

Xiao Zi smiled and said, "Of course you can. It's also a great fortune to be a little Taoist boy in Kunlun in the future."

King Guangmeng couldn't help laughing. He didn't think Xiao Zi was rude, but rather found it interesting.

Hong Xianer stared at King Guangmeng and asked, "Brother, do you really think you can't get through this disaster?"

King Guangmeng restrained his smile and said, "You know my father. With his practice, he is half-aware of destiny. He entrusted you to Fang Wang, which is the biggest indication."

"I must stay, and your other brothers and sisters must stay too. The luck of the races and sects that my father has destroyed exceeds ten directions. After his death, we will definitely suffer the same retribution. We can't escape. Once we are separated, we will only be killed one by one. We must unite together. You have Fang Wang's protection, so we are relieved. Moreover, if we die and the Hong family is exterminated, I believe that the forces in the world will not embarrass you. After all, Fang Wang has gained great reputation in the affairs of the seven clans."

After hearing this, Hong Xianer couldn't help but sigh.

Boom!

A strong light burst out from the top of the high tower in the center of the lake, rising up and rushing into the sky.

It was a golden light column that continued to expand with amazing momentum.

King Guangmeng and Hong Xian'er looked over and were both moved.

What a powerful aura!

A blazing sun condensed behind Hong Xian'er, and a gourd condensed on King Guangmeng's head.

The brothers and sisters looked at each other's natal treasure spirits, and their pupils couldn't help but dilate.

Hong Xian'er said in a deep voice: "Your treasure spirit is also out of control?"

King Guangmeng took a deep breath and said: "That's right..."

At the same time.

In all cities under the Great Oracle Dynasty, the natal treasure spirits of all cultivators appeared uncontrollably, trembling violently, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

In the Imperial Palace.

Dong Gonghuang opened his eyes, and four light balls condensed around him, with natal treasure spirits of different shapes inside.

He frowned, counted with his fingers, and his eyes showed horror.

"I can't count... that direction... Xian'er is there, it's him again!"

Dong Gonghuang muttered to himself, his tone unable to hide his shock.

Since meeting Fang Wang, he has not been

This time it is even more exaggerated. Fang Wang is actually shaping a treasure spirit, and it is the strongest treasure spirit that makes the treasure spirits of the world tremble.

Dong Gonghuang's mind is like lightning. He immediately raised his hands and began to cast a spell, and his hands kept changing the spell.

With a bang!

His spiritual power burst out, sweeping across the imperial palace and rushing towards the entire Great Oracle Dynasty.

"Fang Wang, since I choose to bet on you, then bet on you to the end. I will deceive you and see if you can surpass the sages..."

Dong Gonghuang talked to himself. At the end, he laughed at himself: "Time has come, and the world has helped. Thinking back to the past, my luck was at its peak, and all the great powers of ancient and modern times helped me. I didn't expect that I would help a younger generation like this today."

From self-mockery to happiness, and then to expectation, Dong Gonghuang's smile changed quickly.

On the other side.

In the high tower, Fang Wang sat on the ice bed, burning with the Yang flame of the Heavenly Dao, rushing to his head and condensing into a huge fireball.

Fang Wang was closing his eyes, his consciousness was not in the Treasure Spirit Space, but in the Heavenly Palace.

At this moment, Fang Wang was standing in the Heavenly Palace, and a figure of strong light stood ten feet in front of him, with a mysterious and powerful posture.

Fang Wang frowned. He had his own ideas for shaping the Treasure Spirit this time, but he didn't expect that the Heavenly Palace would forcibly shatter his Treasure Spirit, just like when he shaped the Heavenly Palace Halberd.

He looked ahead, secretly confused.

Why does this figure look a bit like himself?