White-haired Bu Fang …
On the Netherworld Ship, You saw Bu Fang's hair turn white, and a strange look came over her face.
'This familiar white …
'That arrogant Bu Fang is here?'
"Tyrant Body boy … It's been a long time …"
The corners of white-haired Bu Fang's mouth curved upward into an evil smile. He grabbed the Fortune Flatbread and bit into it with a crunch.
The flatbread was crushed in an instant, then he put it in his mouth and chewed.
The fortune energy poured into his mouth, turned into a mysterious energy, and poured into Bu Fang's body.
Crunch … Crunch … Crunch …
In a flash, a whole Fortune Flatbread went down his stomach.
A gulp rang out.
White-haired Bu Fang swallowed the flatbread.
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Tyrant Patriarch's pupils constricted as he stared at white-haired Bu Fang. When his eyes met the latter's sharp sword eyes, he shuddered.
"What did you say?!"
Tyrant Patriarch roared.
'Tyrant Body boy?
Who in the entire Netherworld dared to call me Tyrant Patriarch?! '
'This reckless boy in front of me …'
"It seems you haven't recognized me yet … But don't worry, you'll soon know who I am," white-haired Bu Fang said, twitching his mouth.
Then, his eyes moved and rested in the distance.
There, Sword Demon Patriarch and the others were all watching.
…
In his spirit sea …
"Why did he eat the Fortune Flatbread?"
Bu Fang asked, looking at the situation outside with an expressionless face.
"How can he fight if he doesn't eat it? Little Host's strength has improved very fast, but … Tyrant Body boy is, after all, the Great Sage. Without some external means, White Tiger won't be able to defeat him. "
The Golden Divine Dragon hovered beside Bu Fang, shaking his head.
"But it's good that you didn't use the divine power liquid drop. It's very useful. It's a waste to kill a Great Sage."
Bu Fang didn't think so. He wasn't familiar with the effect of the divine power liquid drop.
Perhaps it was very useful, but if it couldn't be used in an effective way, then no matter how useful it was, it would become useless.
"Can you beat them after eating the Fortune Flatbread?" Bu Fang brought the topic back.
The Golden Divine Dragon glanced at Bu Fang and suddenly smiled mischievously.
That's right, he smiled.
It was as if he was mocking Bu Fang.
"Little Host, do you think everyone is as unlucky as you?"
The Golden Divine Dragon shook his head once more.
"Two Fortune Flatbreads and a Death Food Tool actually didn't kill that Tyrant Body brat. You didn't even touch a bit of the fortune of the Fortune Flatbreads."
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
At the very least, he managed to leave Tyrant Patriarch riddled with scars.
"If it were me, Nicholas the Handsome Dragon, I would've been able to kill that Overlord Body kid with a mouthful of Creation Gas and a wok."
The Golden Divine Dragon was so excited that his body was twitching.
"As an Artifact Spirit, his luck won't be too bad … especially the White Tiger."
The Golden Divine Dragon said.
…
BOOM!!!
White-haired Bu Fang's aura began to seethe.
From the Nine Revolutions Little Saint level, he broke through the shackles in an instant.
A white flame suddenly emerged around Bu Fang. As soon as it appeared, the void twisted.
Boom!
A White Tiger Heaven Stove emerged above Bu Fang's head, and a misty small world emerged in it. In the small world, thousands of flames were burning, boiling, and thousands of worlds were collapsing …
First Revolution, Second Revolution, Third Revolution, Fourth Revolution …
His aura rose steadily.
In a short while, he reached the Seven Revolutions Great Sage.
Roar!
White-haired Bu Fang jerked his head up, his white eyes blazing with flames.
There was a loud bang!
His aura soared again!
Terrifying and scorching flames blazed, causing the entire Star Wars Battlefield to distort.
Eight Revolutions, Nine Revolutions …
Boom!
His white hair seemed to fly backward.
His aura could suppress the heavens.
The white flames surrounding his body continued to linger around him.
In the end, they condensed into a bright white flaming tiger in the air.
The tiger opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar!
It roared into the sky!
With a single thought, he became the Nine Revolutions Great Sage!
In his spirit sea, Bu Fang was dumbfounded.
He had always thought that eating a Fortune Flatbread to go from the Nine Revolutions Little Saint to the Nine Revolutions Great Sage was a joke.
It was a slogan he used to fool people.
But now, it seemed that wasn't the case.
White Tiger, this arrogant fellow, was actually so lucky?
Bu Fang had eaten a Fortune Flatbread before, but it only made his divine will a little stronger.
Compared to White Tiger's luck, that level of improvement was … rubbish.
"Hehe … White Tiger's luck is really awesome. But that's because I didn't go. My luck is even more heaven-defying."
The Golden Divine Dragon said, crossing his arms over his chest.
The Black Tortoise and the Vermilion Bird rolled their eyes.
Bu Fang didn't understand, but he thought it was awesome.
…
In the battlefield of the stars …
Everyone was stunned.
They couldn't believe their eyes as they watched Bu Fang's cultivation base climb steadily and reach a terrifying level that made their hearts tremble.
From the Nine Revolutions Little Saint to the Nine Revolutions Great Sage in a single thought!
This kind of impossible thing actually happened in front of them.
Clatter …
In the meteorite …
Rubble rolled down.
Great Sage Acheron climbed out of it, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Looking at Bu Fang in the distance, his aura surging, he was shocked.
"So strong! I didn't expect my little friend Bu Fang to be so lucky! "
Great Sage Acheron sat cross-legged on the meteorite, watching seriously.
Suddenly …
He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
"That's not right! Why isn't he bald after becoming stronger?! Why am I bald after becoming stronger?! It's not fair! "
This was a very serious topic!
Tyrant Patriarch's eyes were filled with horror. He stepped back step by step in the starry sky.
He looked at the colorful white tiger around white-haired Bu Fang.
And then he saw Bu Fang's familiar eyes …
Tyrant Patriarch's body suddenly trembled …
It was as if he had recalled some distant memory!
"You … You …"
Tyrant Patriarch was horrified. He pointed at white-haired Bu Fang …
In his memory, Tyrant Patriarch had seen this kind of situation before.
However, this person was different …
"You really are his inheritor …"
Tyrant Patriarch took a deep breath.
"Kill!"
Boundless, boundless killing intent suddenly boiled up.
His chest muscles kept trembling as if they were about to explode.
Boom!
He threw out a dazzling golden fist that seemed to be able to destroy the stars.
The power of this punch was extremely terrifying.
White-haired Bu Fang was shrouded in flames.
He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and felt the terrible power surging in his body. The corners of his mouth twitched.
He raised his chin proudly and gave Tyrant Patriarch a sideways glance.
White-haired Bu Fang didn't retreat. Instead, he threw out a fist wrapped in flames.
Boom!
Tyrant Patriarch's fist collided with white-haired Bu Fang's in the void.
A violent explosion spread out as if it was causing the stars to vanish.
A terrible explosion shook the heavens!
After the punch …
Both of them disappeared from where they were.
They collided again in the sky ten thousand meters above the ground.
Their fists collided without any fancy moves. Every time they collided, a mighty energy rumbled!
"It's useless! I'm the Great Sage of the Perfected stage! Even if you become the Great Sage of the Nine Revolution, you're still weaker than me! "
Tyrant Patriarch roared.
He punched, kicked, whipped, and elbowed. His whole body had turned into a great killing weapon.
His terrifying muscles bulged like dragons.
The two collided in an instant.
In just a breath's time, they had punched hundreds of times in a row!
The Tyrant Clan became a Saint with their fleshly bodies, which were the strength they were most proud of.
They were invincible when it came to fleshly bodies.
Boom!
A rumbling sound rang out.
White-haired Bu Fang was knocked flying away.
However, as he was sent flying, he disappeared in a flash.
When he reappeared, he was behind Tyrant Patriarch.
"After so many years, you've grown a lot stronger … But in my eyes, you're all trash!"
He snorted arrogantly.
White-haired Bu Fang punched Tyrant Patriarch.
Tyrant Patriarch was knocked flying away.
Tyrant Patriarch, of course, was not willing to give up, so he came back again.
The two of them were engaged in a fierce fight.
The scene of the battle shocked everyone.
Hades Erha's mouth fell open, his face blank. He didn't expect that Bu Fang would become so strong.
A second ago, he was still a Nine-revolution Little Saint, but the next moment, he had become a Nine-revolution Great Sage.
Did Bu Fang have such heaven-defying luck?
Sword Demon Patriarch and the others trembled.
Their hearts trembled as they watched white-haired Bu Fang fight Tyrant Patriarch.
When they saw the familiar whistling sound enveloped by flames, they recalled some scenes they didn't want to recall.
Rumble!
In the starry sky …
A multicolored white tiger, covered in flames, clawed, bit, and whipped its tail, and attacked with terrifying force.
He was fighting Tyrant Patriarch in the starry sky.
The White Tiger Battle Tyrant Body!
The battle shocked everyone.
Wounds gradually appeared on Tyrant Patriarch's body.
There were still white flames burning on the wound. The raging flames made the Tyrant Body even more ferocious, and his eyes turned red!
"That man is dead! Why didn't you disappear with him?! "
His fist shook the starry sky, and he roared.
The only reply he got was a sneer from the white tiger.
The fluctuations of the battle spread in waves.
The battlefield of the stars seemed to be stirred.
The ripples of energy continued to spread out.
Great Sage Acheron watched with relish.
Suddenly, he thought of something. He stepped into the void and soon came to Patriarch Horned Demon's body.
Then, he put away the corpse that was as big as a small mountain.
Great Sage Acheron smiled happily.
Rumble!
One meteor after another exploded.
Flames spread across the void.
A tiger claw slashed down.
Tyrant Patriarch's body spun and smashed into a meteorite, shattering it and turning it into a million pieces.
His body was covered with bloody wounds, and golden blood flowed out of them. The flames burned on the wounds, preventing his body from healing.
Tyrant Patriarch panted violently.
Rumble!
Flames swept out.
White-haired Bu Fang walked out of the starry sky with his chin raised, looking very proud.
He raised his hand, and flames gathered on it, turning it into a tiger claw.
"You can't kill me …"
Tyrant Patriarch said as he floated up.
Suddenly, a loud laugh burst out of his mouth.
The laughter lingered in the sky, and it caused everyone to be extremely shocked ….
"Do you think you can kill me? How long can you last with a piece of flatbread to improve your cultivation base? I can already feel your exhaustion … Once the time is up and your cultivation base recedes, it will be time for me to counterattack … At that time, I will crush your body inch by inch! Break them inch by inch! "
Tyrant Patriarch grinned, his face filled with a grim expression.
White-haired Bu Fang furrowed his brows.
One breath of fortune energy could not last for too long. Bu Fang could already feel his power beginning to recede.
"Yes … I can't hold it for too long. It's not enough … Now this level of power is enough for me to use that move …
"The Tyrant Body is said to be immortal, isn't it? Let's see if you can withstand this move of mine."
White-haired Bu Fang grinned.
Then, his mind flickered.
A stove emerged over his head once again.
The White Tiger Heaven Stove seemed to be emitting a tiger's roar.
The stove flew over, expanded in an instant, and eventually turned into a behemoth that blotted out the sky.
Rumble!
Like a prison, Tyrant Patriarch was imprisoned in it.
Tyrant Patriarch's eyes widened.
Feeling the boiling flames around him, he roared.
His fist landed on the wall of the White Tiger Heaven Stove, but it didn't shake the wall at all!
"Dammit! Let me out! "
For the first time, fear came into Tyrant Patriarch's eyes.
White-haired Bu Fang crossed his arms over his chest and hovered in midair. The corners of his mouth curved upward slightly.
"The White Tiger is in charge of killing. Do you think I'm joking?"
Rumble!
As soon as his voice rang out …
Tyrant Patriarch's figure in the White Tiger Heaven Stove was devoured by the boiling flames.
Only his miserable howls were left echoing through the heavens.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
In the distance, Sword Demon Patriarch and the others were shaking violently.
Their eyes were filled with horror.
Could it be that … Tyrant Patriarch was going to die here today?
He was the third strongest expert among the nine Nether Prison clans!
All of a sudden …
The whole starry sky seemed to stand still.
A hole was torn open in the starry sky.
Then, an arm reached out of it, grabbing toward the White Tiger Heaven Stove.
"That's enough …"
A deafening voice rang through the heavens.
Sword Demon Patriarch and the others were excited when they sensed the aura.
"It's Nether Puppeteer Patriarch!"
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch could crush everything when he attacked.
White-haired Bu Fang focused his eyes and stared at the arm that had reached out. His sword eyes were full of seriousness. 'Are those two fellows finally unable to stand it?'
Suddenly …
White-haired Bu Fang's heart skipped a beat.
He jerked his head to look at the void behind him.
Behind him …
The void was torn apart, and a terrible and majestic aura spread out of it. The void was collapsing.
Then, an exquisite dog paw burning with black Earth Prison Flame reached out of it …
A gentle and magnetic voice suddenly spread through the starry sky and filled the entire area …
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