Chapter 271: Heavenly God, the Power of the Heavenly Halberd

The Heavenly Palace was silent, and Fang Wang was confronting a mysterious figure emitting strong light.

Fang Wang found that he could not leave the Heavenly Palace for the time being, and he could not spy on the situation of the Soul Shaper.

It seemed that if he wanted to get out, he had to first understand the figure in front of him.

Fang Wang took a step forward, and almost at the same time, the mysterious figure followed suit, moving in the same direction as him, even at the same speed.

Fang Wang's right foot could not help but stop in the air, and the other party did the same.

This made Fang Wang frown. Could the other party be his mirror image?

Just when Fang Wang was confused, the strong light on the mysterious figure suddenly burst, and a violent wave of air rushed towards Fang Wang.

Boom!

Fang Wang was suppressed and slid back, and the whole Heavenly Palace trembled violently.

He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. After the strong light dissipated, the mysterious figure revealed its true appearance. Its face was exactly the same as Fang Wang's, but he was wearing a dark gold chain mail, his shoulder helmet was like a dragon head, his belt was like python scales, his wrist guards and boots were all shining with extraordinary divine light, and two golden flames escaped from the dragon horns of his helmet, like phoenix wings floating in the air.

The armored Fang Wang raised his right hand, and a Tiangong halberd condensed in his hand.

Fang Wang was dressed in white, like a sage in the world, while this mysterious Fang Wang seemed to be a god of war from the upper world, exuding an aura of supremacy.

Mysterious Fang Wang slowly raised his chin, revealing a rebellious smile, looking down at Fang Wang, and said: "You have practiced too many unique skills and ignored your own strength. You want to shape

Dang!

He suddenly slammed the Tiangong Ji into the ground, and waves of visible impact force expanded rapidly, causing the environment in the Tiangong to change abruptly. In the blink of an eye, they appeared on the vast and boundless land.

The sky was so blue, the mountains in the distance were undulating, and the flowers and plants under Fang Wang's feet were swaying slightly in the wind.

Fang Wang looked at Mysterious Fang Wang, without fear, and he asked softly: "Then please come and teach me, but how should I call you?"

Mysterious Fang Wang raised his Ji, pointed at Fang Wang from a distance, tilted his head and smiled: "My name is Fang Wang, and you can also call me the True God of Tiangong. "

Heavenly Palace God?" Fang Wang raised his eyebrows. Before he could think about it, Heavenly Palace God suddenly stepped forward, and this step directly caused the ground to collapse. Almost instantly, Fang Wang instinctively flew backwards, only to see that the tip of Heavenly Palace God's Heavenly Palace Halberd was less than ten centimeters away from his face. During the backward flight, Fang Wang's right hand condensed into Heavenly Palace Halberd, and the divine sword energy burst out of his eyes. Heavenly Palace God turned his head to avoid the divine sword energy. Everything happened too fast. In just two breaths, the two of them were The road stretched for thousands of miles, raising clouds of dust and flying sand and rocks along the way.

Fang Wang held the Tiangong Ji and smashed it angrily. The two halberds collided, and the shock force generated shattered the surrounding mountains.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes became sharp.

The heart of heaven!

Almost at the same time, the momentum of the two people burst out together. Fang Wang's Tiangang Zhiyang Saint Body burst out, the white clothes were broken, revealing a strong physique, and the thirty-six Tiangang star points on the upper body appeared, and the yang flames overflowed from them, making his whole body Surrounded by flames, his aura was no less than that of the armored Heavenly Palace True God.

Fang Wang's eyes condensed, and the divine sword energy penetrated into his body, and he followed and killed the Heavenly Palace True God head-on.

The Heavenly Palace True God did the same, and the two of them collided quickly, their figures intertwined, the halberd shadows continued, and the halberd light flashed. From a distance, the sky seemed to be constantly exploding, and their aura made the earth tremble and the mountains collapse.

When Fang Wang's consciousness was fighting in the Heavenly Palace, his aura could not help but emanate, making his soul-shaping The tower was shaking.

King Guangmeng, Hong Xian'er, and Xiao Zi stood by the lake, looking at the golden light column above the tower. The golden light shone on their faces, making their expressions change from light to dark.

In the golden light column, long dragons rose one after another, sank into the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared, continuously and endlessly.

The strong wind whistled in the mountains and forests around the lake, and frightened the monks under King Guangmeng to fly out of their caves and gather towards the lake.

"What's going on? Such a terrible pressure!"

"That's the Soul-shaping Tower. Is someone shaping souls?"

"Soul-shaping can have such a momentum. Is it another eternal demon who was born?"

"The prince is here too, so it should be fine. It is probably a genius cultivated by the prince."

"Tsk tsk, the geniuses emerging in this world are really more exaggerated than each other. With such momentum, what grade of treasure spirit do you think this person will shape? "

The monks were discussing on the lake, and a few great monks flew to King Guangmeng to inquire about the situation.

King Guangmeng only said that someone was shaping the soul, but did not reveal his identity.

As Fang Wang's momentum became more and more exaggerated, King Guangmeng could not hold back and began to order his men to form a formation to isolate his villa.

The strong wind blew his hair, and his eyes were fixed on the golden light column on the Soul Shaping Tower, full of expectations.

He began to admire Dong Gonghuang.

If such a genius died under the suppression of the seven clans, it would be a real loss to the world.

Now that Fang Wang is not dead, and has shown even stronger talent, King Guangmeng has confidence in Fang Wang.

Perhaps their Hong family can really rely on Fang Wang to survive the disaster!

Hong Xian'er didn't think that far. She stared at the golden light column while thinking about her own Taoism.

She was born strong. Seeing Fang Wang become stronger, she was not discouraged, but more motivated.

She didn't want to lose to anyone, even Fang Wang who had no hope of catching up for the time being!

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder roared continuously. Fang Wang, with his upper body naked, held the Tiangong Halberd in his hand. The Extinction Divine Record was suspended behind his head. His whole body was burning with golden flames. While waving the Tiangong Halberd, the cold light in his eyes drew two curved rays of light.

Tiangong Zhenshen also wielded the Tiangong Halberd. He did not use the Extinction Divine Record. From beginning to end, he only used the Tiangong Halberd and his physical strength.

Fang Wang found that the Tiangong Halberd in his hand was stronger than his own.

The battle had lasted for half an hour, and the two were evenly matched. No matter what kind of magical power Fang Wang used, Tiangong Zhenshen could dodge with extremely fast reaction, or use his powerful physical strength and the power of the Tiangong Halberd to break the law.

Fang Wang suddenly realized that he had neglected to study the Tiangong Halberd.

He had always known that the Tiangong Halberd was his strongest spirit treasure, which contained incredible power, but he was obsessed with various unique skills and neglected to pay attention to the Tiangong Halberd.

Could it be that the appearance of the Tiangong True God was to remind him of this?

Fang Wang raised the halberd and stabbed it, and nine black dragons appeared out of thin air, ferociously killing the Tiangong True God.

The Tiangong True God bent down and swung the halberd, and the terrifying energy swept across the sky like an ocean, forcefully dispersing the nine black dragons. Fang Wang held the halberd in one hand, erected in front, and resisted with his own spiritual power.

The golden flame on his body was pulled back, extending for hundreds of feet, and Fang Wang seemed to be wearing a domineering golden cloak.

The Tiangong True God came to Fang Wang again, and his moves of waving the Tiangong Halberd were no longer messy, but became methodical, one move after another, faster and faster, and stronger and stronger.

Fang Wang countered the moves, and he felt that the blood and qi of the Tiangang Zhiyang Tyrant Body were shaking, which surprised him.

Since he trained the Tiangang Zhiyang Tyrant Body, this was the first time Fang Wang had such a feeling.

The power of the Tiangong Ji was shaking his body!

Although the impact was not great, such power made Fang Wang more interested in the Tiangong Ji.

"If you are only at this level, you will die. Don't think that your consciousness is only in the Tiangong. As long as I destroy you, I can replace your will and become a brand new you!"

The Tiangong True God smiled grimly, and swept another halberd, sweeping across the sky, unstoppable.

Fang Wang used the Nine Nether Freedom Technique, directly passed through the power of the Tiangong Ji, and stabbed the Tiangong Ji with a halberd.

This is him

Fang Wang took advantage of the situation and continued to kill.

This battle was longer than he thought.

Days passed.

Even if Fang Wang had the upper hand, he could not kill the Tiangong True God with one blow.

The same is true for Tiangong Zhenshen. The two of them show completely different physiques. Fang Wang has strong blood and qi, while Tiangong Zhenshen has endless spiritual power.

In a blink of an eye.

A month passed.

The two are still fighting. This world has turned into a chaotic ruin. The sky and the earth are dim, and only their figures are constantly shining and moving.

Up to now, Fang Wang has completely relied on physical strength to fight. During this period, he has used other natal treasures, but none of them can kill Tiangong Zhenshen. When his spiritual power is exhausted, he has to fight with Tiangong Ji.

Fang Wang is not impatient, but his heart falls into a state of emptiness.

Tiangong Zhenshen, who swings the halberd quickly, seems to feel his heart, and the corners of his mouth rise slightly.

Tiangong Zhenshen does not shout, but concentrates on fighting.

Time continues to pass quickly.

Months pass.

The height of Fang Wang's battle with Tiangong Zhenshen keeps decreasing. It is unknown how long it has been. The two have lost their ability to fly and are fighting on land on the broken land.

The speed of their halberd swings was not affected, and they were still swift, and ordinary people's naked eyes could hardly keep up with their speed.

Bang!

The two halberds hit each other again, and this time, both of them stopped at the same time.

Fang Wang looked at the Heavenly Palace God and slowly said, "If I stop, will this battle stop?"

The Heavenly Palace God grinned and said, "You know the special nature of the Heavenly Palace. No matter how long it takes here, it will only take a moment outside. Do you want to stop?"

Fang Wang did not answer, he swung the halberd again, using his actions to show his attitude.

The battle continues!

Fang Wang closed his eyes, carefully felt the Heavenly Palace halberd, and fought instinctively.

The Heavenly Palace God did not disturb him with words, and fought quietly.

Time continued to pass, and Fang Wang gradually entered a state of selflessness.

One year!

Five years!

Ten years!

One hundred years!

Fang Wang suddenly felt like he was stepping on air, and his body staggered. Then he opened his eyes and found himself back in the Heavenly Palace. His body was no longer tired, and even his spiritual power was restored to a full state.

He looked forward and saw the True God of Heaven looking at him. The Heavenly Palace Halberd was standing beside him, with wisps of strange white mist lingering on the halberd.

Fang Wang also stuck the Tiangong Halberd on the ground. He looked at the Tiangong True God and asked, "Who are you? What is the origin of Tiangong?"

The Tiangong True Body raised his chin and regained his unruly demeanor. He looked at Fang Wang with disdain and said with a smile, "I am you."