It was already the fourth day since Fang Xing had challenged the Pure Land, and this time, he had landed in the Grand Boulder City.
After four days of fermenting, the rumor that Fang Xing wanted to defeat the Pure Land all by himself had already spread across the entire Pure Land. Countless geniuses of the ancient races and powerful Heaven's Chosen Ones that were rarely seen had come out of their closed-door training, coming here just for him. After all, the matter had become more and more serious. Every day that Fang Xing won was a heavy step on the dignity of the Pure Land's Zhu Xiu. Moreover, the Pure Land was the last dignity of the Heaven Origin World. Confidence was more important than anything else. Some people had begun to assert that if this devil really won seven days in a row, the Immortal Alliance of the Pure Land would no longer need to consider how to resist the Divine Court's army. They would just pack their bags and become slaves together!
However, at this time, some of the great figures in seclusion didn't dare to kill Fang Xing anymore.
If the news that the Pure Land was invincible Devil Fang Xing was killed by the Pure Land in a dishonorable way, not to mention the reaction of the Divine Court, perhaps even the Pure Land's Zhu Xiu would find it hard to accept this.
After four days in a row, Fang Xing had made a big bet with his fists.
That was the secret competition between the Pure Land and the Divine Court!
Now, only one person could defeat Fang Xing in a fair and square manner. Only then could the Pure Land regain its dignity.
Who could defeat the Devil?
Currently, the Pure Land's Zhu Xiu was full of sorrow. Many people were worried about this question, and their hair had turned white.
North of the Giant Stone City, on top of an isolated cliff, Fang Xing had arrived early as usual. His devil body sat cross-legged in the air, quietly breathing, waiting for someone to come out and compete with him. On the edge of the cliff, many Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land had gathered. There were probably no less than ten thousand of them. Everyone was sitting on the same spot, quietly watching Fang Xing in the air. The scene was extremely strange. If someone who was proficient in the Qi Observation Technique looked over, he would find that the aura of the ten thousand people seemed to be suppressed by the one in the air.
It couldn't be helped. Every Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land was extremely angry, but they also had a sense of helplessness.
Today was the fourth day of the Devil's battle against the Pure Land. It was already noon. Half a day had passed, but no one had made a move …
Almost all the cultivators of the Pure Land were struck dumb by him.
Originally, everyone's anger towards Fang Xing had been forcibly suppressed in these four days of battle. In the first few days, there would always be people cheering, and there would always be people who were angry. However, after three days, on the fourth day, everyone had become silent. Of course, this silence was sometimes even more terrifying. It was like the prelude to a volcano that was about to erupt into the sky, and it was frightening.
"Hehe, this man's ability isn't weak. No wonder he was once the head of the Seven Devils of Heaven's Origin. He swept across the Pure Land with his strength alone, and no one dared to speak up against him. Except for the freak of the Yuan family, no one has had this kind of prestige in the past seven hundred years, right?"
Among the crowd, Gu He, Jiang Wen Dao, Fox Fairy, Fo Yin, and the others were also watching the battle. Jiang, Hu, and Yin's expressions were somewhat depressed. Gu He, on the other hand, was rather relaxed. He couldn't help but speak in a low voice, as if he was thinking about the old days before the God Race descended.
In the past, although the Divine Land and the Pure Land opposed each other with equal harshness, real battles rarely occurred. It was just that almost every hundred years, a group of young heaven's prides would enter each other's territory to learn from each other and sharpen their cultivation base. It could be considered as another form of conquest. During this period, there was no lack of famous people, but there were also those who lost their reputation. In the past thousand years, the most famous battle was when the freak of the Yuan family invaded the Pure Land. He was truly invincible. One man with one sword, he defeated all the experts of the Pure Land. After more than a hundred battles, not even ten moves were exchanged.
However, two hundred years after that, there was another incident where Gu He invaded the Divine Land. He was also invincible and defeated all the heaven's prides. It could be said that he had redeemed the Pure Land's reputation. However, the freak had already disappeared at that time, causing his battle to be flawed and incomplete. Thus, people still privately believed that the battle where the freak of the Yuan family swept across the Pure Land was the strongest battle.
Now, Gu He had compared Fang Xing to the freak of the Yuan family. This was undoubtedly a supreme glory.
After all, the current cultivation world was publicly acknowledged to be stronger than any other era. The fate of Tian Yuan had completely gathered in the Pure Land. The experts of the four great inheritances — Taoism, Buddhism, Gu Clan, and Demon Race — were all gathered here. Defeating the Pure Land was equivalent to defeating Tian Yuan …
"After all, he has already submitted to the God Race. He is the shame of Tian Yuan. Are we still going to let him continue winning?"
Jiang Wen Dao, the Divine Son of the Jiang family, had a gloomy expression as he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"If Divine Son Jiang is dissatisfied, you can defeat him!"
Gu He said faintly. His voice was calm, but there seemed to be a hint of mockery in it.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Wen Dao snorted coldly and didn't answer.
He was indeed planning to make a move. He planned to observe the demon's battle for a few more days before finding an opportunity to make a move and become famous in the Pure Land. However, the more he observed, the more frightened he became. He realized that the demon's martial arts and supernatural powers had gradually reached the peak. He really couldn't find any suitable flaws when fighting against him. Especially when he had already received the message from his clan members and found out the demon's true cultivation level, he completely gave up on the idea of making a move. When he thought about it, his palms were full of sweat.
"The third level of the Tribulation …"
"Damn it, the demon has already passed the Tribulation?"
He had accumulated a lot of opportunities and received the guidance of the Sage. That was how he became the sixth person in Tian Yuan to form the Immortal Infant. He had thought that he could compete with Shao-situ of Fuyao Palace and the demon Fang Xing. Who could have thought that Shao-situ of Fuyao Palace had obtained the legendary "Immortal Opportunity" and the demon's cultivation had also improved by leaps and bounds, directly reaching the third level of the Tribulation?
To challenge the Tribulation Passing Stage in the Yuanying Stage was courting death!
Although the demon had been suppressing his cultivation for the past few days, Jiang Wen Dao had no confidence to fight against him.
He felt that Fang Xing must be planning something by suppressing his cultivation!
From his point of view, among the four of them, only Gu He could fight against the demon. He was a peerless genius like the freak from the Yuan family. It was just that the freak from the Yuan family was born two hundred years earlier and took away his glory. However, he was luckier than the freak from the Yuan family. After being dazzling for a while, the freak from the Yuan family had a rough life and disappeared for seven hundred years. He only reappeared when the God Race descended and shone brilliantly. However, he was immediately suppressed by the Nine Nether Deity King and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. He could be said to be extremely unlucky.
Gu He was different. After sweeping across the Divine Prefecture, he returned to the Pure Land with invincible might. He was also nurtured by the various ancient clans and even the Paramita Temple. In a short few hundred years, he had long cultivated his abilities to an unfathomable realm. In the eyes of others, ever since he returned to the Pure Land, he had stopped being in the limelight and no longer had any proud achievements. However, Jiang Wen Dao was good at gathering information and deducing the truth. He realized that although he seemed to have lost the limelight, in fact, because he was protected, he had obtained a few hundred years of stable cultivation time.
After the God Race descended, the ancient clans did not hesitate to push him to be the leader. This kind of attitude could be seen.
It was not hard to imagine that if the God Race did not descend, this Gu He would be the great killing weapon of the Pure Land against the Divine Prefecture!
Currently, in the Pure Land, there were as many experts as there were clouds in the sky. Some said that the strongest expert below the age of a thousand was the Young Minister of the Fuyao Palace, Nie Qianhong. Some said it was the Arhat of the Paramita Temple. Some said it was the white-robed female immortal on the Heavenly Lake. Some said it was the Little Martial God who entered the Primordial Battlefield to temper himself. There were even some who said it was him, saying it was the peerlessly beautiful and enchanting Fox Clan Goddess beside him. Every time they said it, it was all a joke!
Other than Gu He, there was no one else who was the number one expert of the Pure Land!
Everyone said that the Qi of Heaven and Earth had changed greatly. The cultivators of this era had far surpassed those of the other eras.
Only the knowledgeable Jiang family knew that the Qi of Heaven and Earth had begun to change since a thousand years ago!
As the Great Immortal World's luck descended upon Tian Yuan, some peerless geniuses were born. Generation after generation, geniuses were as common as the clouds. The freak of the Yuan family, Gu He of the Pure Land, and even Bai Qianzhang who betrayed the Yuan family were all geniuses that were nurtured by the Qi of Heaven and Earth. In terms of aptitude and luck, they were not inferior to their generation. Moreover, because they were born earlier, they had more luck and luck.
As for his generation, they had only cultivated for a short period of time. How could they compete with those geniuses?
"The young Martial God is here!"
Just as Jiang Wen Dao's thoughts were running wild, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the distant sky.
He was slightly startled. Then, he turned his head and saw the cheering crowd in the distance parting like a tide, creating a path. From the void at the end of the path, a figure slowly walked over. Before the person arrived, a piercingly cold murderous aura had already rolled over, forcing Zhu Xiu to step back. Zhu Xiu looked at the figure with fear and curiosity, trembling with fear.
The figure was extremely tall. He was holding a Fangtian Halberd at an angle. He wore a purple-gold crown and a chain armor with the face of a beast. On his back were eight bone flags fluttering in the wind, giving him an awe-inspiring appearance. The mount he was riding was a skeletal horse. There was not the slightest bit of flesh on its body, only densely packed bones that looked like blood jade. Each bone seemed to be filled with a terrifying aura of blood, so red that it seemed like blood was about to seep out. In the eye sockets of the skeletal horse, there were two spots of ghostly fire. It looked ahead with a gloomy gaze.
The sight of the man and the horse was enough to make one's heart tremble. Some of the cultivators with lower cultivation even saw an illusion of a battle between gods and demons. They were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They quickly descended to the ground and sat with their legs crossed, trying to calm their minds.
The young Martial God was here!
Many of them wanted to cheer, but they were intimidated by the murderous aura coming from the man, so they could not make a sound.
Even Fang Xing could sense the murderous aura coming from the man. He opened his eyes and grinned …
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