Fang Xing's words were so ferocious that even Taiyuan, the successor of the Nether Clan, was taken aback. He looked at Fang Xing coldly. At the same time, Fang Xing smiled. His glabella lit up and a beam of divine light flew out. A thousand feet away, it turned into another copy of him. This copy had three heads and six arms and was filled with dense Demon Qi. It was completely different from the Immortal Qi of his original body. It was his Demon Body. A pair of Sword Demon Wings grew on his back. With a flap of the Void, he could travel thousands of feet at an indescribable speed.
The bow-wielding black-robed young man had realized the danger when Fang Xing chased after him and fled in a hurry. In addition, Fang Xing was stopped by Taiyuan. With this delay, he had long disappeared without a trace. However, Fang Xing was no longer the same as before. His Demon Body rushed to the Nine Heavens and looked around. He could see thousands of miles away, but he did not find any clues. He immediately knew that the guy did not run away but hid nearby. He must have used some kind of Breath Concealment Technique, as if he was one with heaven and earth …
"Demon Eye of Destruction!"
Fang Xing shouted in a low voice. A third vertical eye opened on the forehead of his Demon Body. Dense Demon Light swept across the area.
His path of cultivation was divided in two. His Immortal Body built his foundation and stabilized his cultivation. His Demon Body focused on all kinds of killing techniques.
To put it simply, one was to correct and the other was to cultivate!
In the Primitive Bone Palace, after he accidentally obtained the Taishang Dao-Seeking Scripture, he not only touched upon the mysteries and stepped into the Tribulation Realm. The Taishang Dao-Seeking Scripture was a kind of enlightenment. It was a mysterious scripture that explored the direction of the Great Dao. It could be understood as a kind of deduction technique. It could push the Magical Arts that had reached a bottleneck on the basis of one's cultivation to a higher realm. This scripture could not only be cultivated by Fang Xing's original body, but also by his Demon Body!
The Three Heads and Six Arms Demon Form had been passed down from ancient times. It was a mystique that cultivated one's physical body. It was like a treasure vault.
In the past, Fang Xing had cultivated three heads and six arms, but he did not know how to progress further. However, the Highest Dao-Seeking Scripture had helped him push out the advancement path of this divine ability, digging out new potential from the original foundation …
This demonic eye was one of the divine abilities!
In the past, this demonic eye had been able to see through illusions, and had even been able to attack the minds of enemies, creating illusions. But now, to a certain extent, it could see through the essence of heaven and earth, tearing away all camouflage and revealing the truth!
Simply put, wherever the Demonic Eye's vision reached, no disguise could be hidden!
Whoosh!
Fang Xing's demonic eyes swept across and his gaze landed on an ordinary cloud in the northwest corner.
Then, all six of his arms bared their fangs and brandished their claws. A long sword filled with demonic intent appeared on one of his arms, growing longer and longer.
Swoosh!
The demonic sword slashed down, and the cloud was cut into pieces. But a person sprang out from within.
It was the black-robed young man with the giant bow. He was extremely daring. He knew that his speed was not as fast as Fang Xing, so he pretended to escape. But in reality, he was hiding in a cloud. It seemed that he was very confident in his aura-concealing technique and thought that he could fool Fang Xing. But now, his face was full of fear. He did not expect that his aura-concealing technique, which he was so confident in, would not last a single second in front of Fang Xing!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The black-robed young man turned around in the air and continuously shot three Talisman Arrows at Fang Xing. At the same time, he flew away.
The three Talisman Arrows were like lightning. They pierced through the void and pierced towards Fang Xing with terrifying power.
Obviously, this was also a powerful divine ability and should not be underestimated.
"With your ability, you can pose a threat to me from a thousand miles away. You can escape from me from ten thousand miles away!"
Fang Xing's three eyes were sinister as he growled in a low voice. "But within a thousand miles, you are no different from an ant!"
Boom!
As he spoke, his six arms formed seals at the same time.
As he used the half-step great dao technique, the three Talisman Arrows were immediately drawn in by an invisible force. They actually distorted their trajectories in front of him and flew uncontrollably into the void in all directions. At the same time, Fang Xing strode towards the black-robed young man, his second arm raised high into the air. He raised a mirror and shone it through the air. A hazy ray of treasure light immediately enveloped the black-robed young man thousands of feet away. The fleeing young man's body clearly slowed down, as if he was in a daze …
In front of Fang Xing, this moment of being in a daze was enough for him to kill the black-robed young man ten times over!
Boom!
With boundless ferocity, he rushed in front of the young man. His five fingers spread open and directly grasped the young man's neck, lifting him up in his hands.
"Oh no!"
Taiyuan, the successor of the Nether Race, was obviously anxious and wanted to rush out to help.
"Haha, I already said I don't need your help!"
However, Fang Xing's main body held his wrist firmly. He wore a smile on his face, but his eyes were sinister.
Taiyuan was immediately enraged and glared fiercely at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing stared straight into his eyes, his eyes overflowing with ferocity. He did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all.
Just now, the successor of the Nether Race had closed in and held down Fang Xing's wrist. Now, the situation was reversed.
"General Tongtian … since there's an assassination, there must be a mastermind. Why don't you hand him over to me? I'll interrogate him strictly and give you an explanation!"
Taiyuan, the successor of the Nether Race, was clearly anxious. Everything had happened too quickly. Before he could react, Fang Xing had already displayed his ferocity and killed most of the assassins who had rushed over. Even if he could not help but intervene, he could only try to protect the young man with the bow. However, he did not expect that humans were humans after all. Their magical powers and sorcery were not something the Shen Race could compare to. He had stopped one here, but the other immediately flew out from between his eyebrows and continued the chase!
Seeing that the black-robed young man had fallen into Fang Xing's hands, he could only change his tone and use the excuse of interrogating the mastermind to capture the young man. Of course, if he really did get his hands on the young man, only the heavens knew what would happen …
"Interrogate the mastermind? Haha, there's no need for that! "
Fang Xing saw the unconcealable panic on Taiyuan's face, but it was as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit. This time, he laughed from the bottom of his heart. Looking straight into Taiyuan's eyes, he said, "I know who the mastermind is. There's no need for all this trouble …"
"You … don't do anything rash!"
The successor of the Nether Race, Taiyuan, saw the smile on his face and knew he was in trouble.
At this time, Fang Xing had already turned around with the black-robed young man in his hand. He smiled at the successor of the Nether Race, his six arms grabbing the young man's limbs and head. Slowly exerting force, the young man's body began to emit a strange sound …
"You dare kill me? Do you know that I am … "
The young man was clearly scared out of his wits. He screamed as if he wanted to reveal his identity.
"I know, you're an assassin!"
Replied Fang Xing. Then, he simply exerted force. With a splash, blood splattered everywhere.
Boom!
At this moment, the successor of the Netherworld Race, Taiyuan, could no longer restrain himself and turned hostile. His Netherworld aura suddenly erupted from his body. Even Fang Xing, who was right next to him and holding onto his wrist, paled and retreated hundreds of meters in an instant. At this moment, the successor of the Netherworld Race, Taiyuan, who had revealed his true strength, could only be described as terrifying. That monstrous power was even more terrifying than what Fang Xing had felt from some of the old monsters of the ancient aristocratic families of the central region. Roughly speaking, this person probably had the strength of a Sixth Stage Tribulation Transcendence!
If not for the fact that Fang Xing's main body cultivated the majestic immortal dao and had a strong foundation, his immortal foundation would have been shaken to the point of instability.
The successor of the Nether Race, the chosen successor of the Divine King, was indeed no small matter!
Unfortunately for him, it was all too late!
Taiyuan clearly didn't understand Fang Xing and wasn't willing to expose the truth so quickly. He'd always thought that Fang Xing wasn't that daring. Even if he'd seen through some clues, he wouldn't have dared to actually tear the young man in black apart. He hadn't expected Fang Xing to actually do so without any consideration for the consequences. Someone so important that even he had to protect was killed just like that!
Taiyuan, who'd unleashed his true strength and charged at Fang Xing's body, could only stare blankly at the scene unfolding before him.
"Haha, they're just a few assassins. Why do you care so much, Your Highness?"
Fang Xing chuckled softly. He dusted off his hands and tossed away the severed limbs, his expression unperturbed.
"You …"
Taiyuan glared coldly at Fang Xing, his eyes glinting fiercely. He couldn't suppress his anger.
"What did I do?"
Fang Xing's demonic body snickered and looked at Taiyuan with obvious provocation.
Taiyuan's face was full of anger, as if he wanted to devour someone. However, he was good at maintaining his composure. As if he thought of something, his anger slowly receded, and a cold smile appeared on his face. "You've gotten yourself into big trouble!"
"What kind of trouble is considered great?"
Fang Xing didn't mind at all. He smiled faintly, the ferocity in his eyes even more intense than Taiyuan's.
He was now absolutely certain that this black-clothed young man, as well as the assassins he had killed earlier, had been secretly arranged by Taiyuan. These people, including the black-clothed young man, were obviously human cultivators who had pledged their allegiance to him. They had disguised themselves as righteous human cultivators to assassinate him. Whether it was to test him or for other purposes, he could not be bothered. In short, since you dared to send people to test me, I will kill them all. I want to see who will suffer more losses and who will feel more pain …
Taiyuan had strangely calmed down by now. He gazed in one direction and said softly, "You'll find out very soon!"
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat and he looked in the same direction as Taiyuan.
At the place where he had torn apart the black-robed young man, the flesh and blood that remained in the void did not disappear. Instead, it burned like fire. Within the fire, the young man's spirit could be seen weeping unwillingly, like a resentful child. Faintly, a divine thought was released intermittently, "Father … Father … I don't want to die … I don't want to die … He killed me … That demon actually dared to kill me … You have to avenge me …"
Boom!
A few breaths after the spirit flame ignited, heaven and earth suddenly turned upside down and the void split apart. A gaze from the extreme north looked in this direction, and one could vaguely hear a shocked voice murmuring, "My son … is dead?"
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