With a swoosh, the beam of divine light shot up to the sky at lightning speed.
Fang Xing's speed was even faster. He unleashed his movement technique to its extreme and chased after it from afar. He even directly chased it out of the arena. Finally, in mid-air, his six arms spread out at the same time and firmly grasped the beam of divine light in his hands. However, that beam of divine light radiated with five different colors and was extremely divine. It struggled unceasingly like a living snake, but it was firmly grasped by Fang Xing's six hands. At one moment, it was sent flying in mid-air by the divine light, and in the next moment, it was firmly held by Fang Xing's feet in the air. One person and one light were competing in mid-air, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand …
However, the surrounding cultivators were already shocked by the scene in the arena!
On the third arena, the first Immortal Infant since ancient times, the Divine Son of the Yuan family, Young Master Fusu, who had already displayed his invincible potential, was lying stiffly on the arena with his eyes wide open. He looked at the void in a daze, and the expression on his face was frozen. It was full of unwillingness, grief, and anger, but there was also a hint of misery and fear that could not be erased. It was like a painting!
The Qi on his body had completely disappeared, and there was not a single trace of life left!
Dead!
He was dead!
The dignified Divine Son of the Yuan family, who had already displayed his invincible talent that terrified all the orthodoxies, was dead?
He was killed by that demon on the third arena just like that?
This scene was extremely terrifying, and it even seemed unreal!
How could he die just like that …
Even Old Immortal Yuan seemed to have aged a thousand years at this moment. He was originally full of vitality, but when he saw Fusu's Yuanying being killed, his essence, Qi, and spirit seemed to dim at the same time, and he emitted an aura of old age …
Looking at Fusu's corpse, his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything!
Just now, with his full cultivation, he actually had a chance to save Fusu!
Although Bai Qianzhang had shown his terrifying strength, he had not crossed the Heavenly Tribulation after all, so he could not stop him. However, Bai Qianzhang's words made his rock-solid heart tremble. He actually hesitated at the crucial moment when he was about to save Bai Qianzhang. Recalling the past, he really felt that he had been too unfair to Ninth Brother and his child. Whether it was seven hundred years ago or seven hundred years later, it was unfair. Therefore, he paused for a moment, and it was this pause that caused him to miss the best chance to save Bai Qianzhang!
Fusu, whom he regarded as the successor of the Yuan family, was killed by that abandoned child with a single slash of the Yuanying family...
As for Yuan Lingxiao, he was completely stunned at this moment.
His entire body was trembling, and he subconsciously blinked a few times, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing …
As for Bai Qianzhang, he had already strangely calmed down at this moment. Emotions surged in his eyes, and there was a tinge of pleasure in his pain!
"You've been targeted by me, where do you think you can run to?"
In the silent void, only Fang Xing was still yelling and shouting as he focused on dealing with the divine light. One moment, he followed it into the sky, and the next moment, he pulled it back to the ground. It was as if he was pulling on a dragon's tail, and he even used his feet to step on it to prevent it from moving. However, this divine light was too slippery, and the divine power contained in it was too strong, so he could not catch it.
And in the void around this divine light, different phantoms appeared from time to time due to the projection of its five-colored divine light. They constantly changed and danced around Fang Xing's body. One of the phantoms was a child in a scholar's robe, and his expression was rather dull. The second phantom was a man in a green robe, and his aura was terrifying.
The two phantoms were like two silent people, quietly watching Fang Xing from the left and right while he was competing with the divine light …
"That's the legendary Dao Source Seed of the Yuan family?"
Among the onlookers, some could not help but sigh when they thought of Fang Xing's identity …
And when Bai Qianzhang saw one of the two phantoms around the divine light, his eyes instantly became extremely soft …
On the other hand, Fang Xing didn't care so much. He couldn't stop the divine light no matter how hard he tried, but it also made him anxious. He suddenly roared and grabbed the divine light firmly with all five of his hands. Then, the demon sword appeared in his free hand, and he ruthlessly slashed at the divine light a few times. The slashes made the hearts of the surrounding people tremble violently. It was as if they were watching a naughty child kicking an antique like a ball …
"You … You return my son's immortal seed …"
It seemed like only a few seconds had passed, but it also seemed like a long time. Suddenly, someone roared in the silence.
It was the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Lingxiao …
When Fang Xing killed Fusu, he was too ferocious and too straightforward, without any hesitation. He slashed with his sword, leaving no time for Yuan Lingxiao to react. Until now, when he saw Fang Xing waving his sword at the divine light, he finally reacted. For a moment, endless disappointment, anger, sorrow, and bitterness filled his heart, causing him to roar like a madman. The Dharma Form above his head manifested, and with a shake of his arms, he summoned a monstrous Vengeful Spirit Warrior. Then, like a giant demon, he charged at Fang Xing in the void.
His roar seemed to awaken the practitioners of many forces. At this moment, countless Dharma Forms flew up to the sky and looked at Fang Xing from afar. Some of them were full of killing intent, some were hostile, and some were full of ambition. All of them were focused on Fang Xing, including the masters of the Pure Land, the Divine Land, and the Small Celestial Realm. All of them were aware of the seriousness of the situation at this time, and they all wanted to capture Fang Xing …
At this time, in order to chase after the divine light, Fang Xing had escaped from the third arena. He happened to be in the air without any cover, which was the moment when he lost his cover. Yuan Lingxiao rushed over and even covered the void above his head, which startled him, who was fighting against the divine light. Then, he saw countless silent but malicious eyes around him, and his heart shuddered!
The arena was not far away from him, but it seemed that he had no intention of escaping into it.
Although the Zhu Xiu of all the forces and orthodoxies were ready, they were afraid of each other for a moment, so they didn't attack immediately.
Yuan Lingxiao, on the other hand, was not afraid at all. He was so angry that he directly rushed at Fang Xing …
Looking at his movement, the pupils of the Zhu Xiu of all the forces shrank slightly, as if they were waiting for an opportunity!
Because at this time, the figure of Bai Qianzhang had already soared into the sky, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and he blocked in front of Fang Xing.
At the same time, on the side of the Great Snow Mountain and the Primordial Demon Taoism, two figures also rushed up at the same time. One was holding a guqin, his gray robe fluttering in the wind, and behind him, five Dharma Forms manifested, filling the heaven and earth. The other was wearing a golden robe, his eyes cold and fierce. He first glanced at Bai Qianzhang with dissatisfaction, and then blocked in the other direction of Fang Xing. The three Grand Cultivators formed a triangle, firmly protecting Fang Xing inside, while vigilantly looking at the surrounding Zhu Xiu. Their aura was calm, but vaguely there was a heroic spirit of not hesitating to fight …
The Golden-bodied Arhat of Lingshan Temple and the elders of the Primordial Demon Taoism, who represented the forces behind them, also stood up and concealed their aura.
The dignified Jade Lake Fairy Society and all the forces, at this time, were vaguely pointing at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing, who was grasping the divine light in the air, had become the focus of the whole world.
Although it was shocking enough that a half-step to the Great Dao could kill an Immortal Nascent, he came back alive from the Mysterious Domain, which made people even more uncertain …
Fang Xing, who couldn't enter the Mysterious Domain, was a useless person in the eyes of some people. But Fang Xing, who could enter the Mysterious Domain, represented endless fortune!
The orthodoxies of the Divine Prefecture, the Small Immortal Realms, and even some ancient clans of the Pure Land, who had already fallen out with Fang Xing, had already given up the idea of reaching a compromise with Fang Xing. They just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take down Fang Xing first, and control the initiative of the Hundred Break Mountain Range. In such a chaotic situation, only the things that they could control themselves were the real advantages, and nothing else could compare!
But none of them wanted to be the first to attack, for fear of becoming the main target of the Great Snow Mountain and the Primordial Demon Taoism.
They were also afraid of being suppressed by Old Immortal Yuan, who was in a daze at home!
Therefore, they were waiting for the first person to attack!
On the other hand, Yuan Lingxiao, who was charging towards Fang Xingzhi, had faintly become the fuse of this hidden great battle …
As they watched helplessly as Yuan Lingxiao charged over to Fang Xing and collided with Bai Qianzhang who obstructed their path in midair, the other powers had made sufficient preparations. Killing intent arose in the depths of their eyes, and they carried the resolution to seize Fang Xing at all costs ….
Fang Xing, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and smiled fiercely, as if he was very satisfied with the situation in front of him.
As for Yuan Lingxiao, who was rushing toward him, not only was he not afraid, he even faintly looked forward to it …
However, this expectation was finally shattered by one person!
Just as Yuan Lingxiao was rushing over furiously, suddenly, a hand gently touched his shoulder. When that hand touched, all the warriors that Yuan Lingxiao had summoned disappeared, and even his Dharma Power was forcefully pressed into his body. Yuan Lingxiao could not struggle at all. He turned his head with bloodshot eyes and saw Old Immortal Yuan.
"Let him take it, it originally belonged to him …"
Old Immortal Yuan's voice sounded extremely tired, but there was an unquestionable determination in it.
"Elder Ancestor, you …"
Yuan Lingxiao turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he cried out involuntarily, "That … that's my son, Fusu's …"
"Take little Fusu's corpse!"
Old Immortal Yuan looked calm, but his beard and big hands were trembling, but he was suppressing it so that no one could see it.
"What … what do you mean?"
Yuan Lingxiao's eyes were filled with desperation and madness as he yelled at Old Immortal Yuan.
"I …"
Old Immortal Yuan's expression froze, and then he smiled bitterly. "I'm making the right decision for the family …"
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