Chapter 1000: Submission From All Sects

"The Battle of Legends! Fang Han, this is the Battle of Legends! The Holy Artifact, the Supreme Treasure once possessed by Heavenly Monarch Duobao."

Suddenly, on the disk of reincarnation, a faint voice resounded.

"Huh? Yan, it's you? I thought you fell during the ascension process. I didn't expect you to still be alive." Fang Han was startled.

"I hid and entered the deepest part of the reincarnation disk. I almost fell, but fortunately I retained a little soul memory. Just now you refined Shang Ziluo, which gave me enough power to wake up. In the heaven , My strength recovered quickly." Yan Yi woke up, squawking and screaming happily.

"Heaven Realm, the last time I entered the Heaven Realm with Emperor Huangquan, I was besieged by countless immortal armies just as soon as I showed up, and the chaos was turned upside down. Before I had a good taste of the scenery of the Heaven Realm, it had already fallen." Yan stared closely The legendary stick: "Unexpectedly, this kid Shang Ziluo actually learned the cultivation method of the legendary stick, and even wanted to refine this staff into a middle-grade fairy weapon, pouring a lot of Da Luo's laws into it. He I want to take advantage of this promotion to get the legendary power from the void, so that I can be promoted to a golden immortal."

"Oh? This treasure, when promoted, will trigger the legendary power in the void?" Fang Han's eyes lit up.

"Of course, if your Wings of Liberty can be refined into a middle-grade immortal weapon, it will also attract the blessing of the real Wings of Liberty itself, making you truly contain the true meaning of freedom. But now you refine it again, It's not worth spending the Da Luo's law. But this legendary stick, you can try to refine it. Integrate into yourself."

"Fortunately, this legendary middle-grade fairy weapon was not successfully refined. Otherwise, this Shang Ziluo might escape from my grasp. As long as I escape with a trace of remnant soul, I won't be so comfortable."

Fang Han shook the legendary stick, and the spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, and he felt the vast thoughts, various complicated refining techniques, and countless fairy art formations. It took more than ten breaths before he digested some of the mysteries of this battle.

Whether it is the Legendary Struggle or the Wings of Liberty, they are all imitations of holy artifacts. If you have a thorough understanding of the refining techniques, it will be of great benefit to your own realm improvement.

As soon as the legendary stick entered his body, Fang Han tempered it with his blood, turning it into a part of his body, and strands of legendary vitality permeated his various acupoints, making him feel even more illusory, as if he had become an incarnation. became a legend.

"It's one step closer to the real Golden Immortal Avenue."

Fang Han nodded, and suddenly saw countless black monks in the distance flying towards this side, among them, the old Taoist Xuanzhen took the lead, flapping his wings of freedom, exuding tyrannical magic power.

"Hey, there are so many immortals, among them there are hundreds of Xuanxians, more than five hundred immortals, many heavenly immortals! Tens of thousands! There are so many immortals in just one mountain, the heaven is really wonderful !" Yan Kuang roared.

"I really haven't seen the world." Fang Leng smiled, stood up, and the kingdom of the gods spread out.

"Fellow Daoist, I have invited all the masters and elders of the thousands of sects in Mount Mangshan." Swish! The old Taoist Xuanzhen flew to Fang Han's side, and Fang Han made a move, and the wings of freedom on his body were retracted and submerged into his body.

"Old Taoist Xuanzhen, don't run away!"

"Stop! You dare to steal the spiritual veins of my Black Light Mountain. You deserve death. Your Xuanzhong faction wants to destroy the sect, really destroy the sect!"

"I thought that you, an old man, had already fallen, but you were still alive. I didn't know where to get a pair of wings, but you dared to steal our spiritual veins. You deserve to die."

Dozens of mysterious immortals with profound magic power flew in the air, thousands of miles away, and they cast a series of great immortal arts, converging into a torrent, like meteors falling, heaven and earth shattered.

"This is what you invited here?" Fang Han smiled at the old Taoist Xuanzhen, and the other party's old face was a little bit uncomfortable. As the old Taoist Xuanzhen, naturally he couldn't invite so many big shots from so many sects, he could only steal their Spiritual veins, causing damage and causing pursuit.

"Everyone, since you are here, please be at peace. I will invite you all to a banquet today, please be at ease and don't be impatient."

With a snap of Fang Han's fingers, countless celestial lights shot out, disintegrating those great celestial arts one after another, and then the kingdom of the gods expanded, stretching across countless spaces and covering the mountains.

"Be careful, there are masters."

"Back quickly."

"Look, what happened in the ancient city of Mang, and why it is in such decline."

"All the underground spirit veins have been taken away."

"Isn't it a rumor today that the inspector stationed in Quanzhou by the Heavenly Court, Shang Ziluo, a genius sent by the king of Zhongzhou Yuhuamen, held a banquet in Manggu City? Our headmen have all gone, how could such a thing happen?"

"I just came back from a banquet, nothing happened?"........

Many Xuan Xian who came after him stopped first.

The gods behind, the gods also stayed behind, arranged a big formation, and looked at Fang Han with infinite hostility. Among them, the oldest Xuanxian looked at Fang Han, and suddenly stepped forward: "Are you Who, why did you destroy the ancient city of Mang? This is the sphere of influence of the heavenly court, you return the spirit veins quickly, otherwise disasters will follow."

"Old Master Huawei said it right away. I don't care who you are. It is a great crime to destroy the unity of thousands of monastic sects in Mount Mang. I, a white fan scholar, will not spare you. Although your mana is powerful, it is impossible. It is the opponent of so many of us."

A scholar named Xuanxian came out with a white fan in his hand, speaking righteously, with the momentum of Lingyun, as if standing on the commanding heights of morality.

"Fellow Daoist, this person is a master of Ruzhou Haoqi Academy. He came to Mount Mang alone and opened up the ancient Confucianism sect. He once repeatedly killed three Xuanxian old demons from evil sects and heretics around Mount Mang Mountain. He became famous for a while. He even I wanted to compete with Shang Ziluo, so I didn't come to the banquet this time." Taoist Xuanzhen immediately said coldly to the other party.

"Really? There are such people? There are such people in Mount Mang. It's really rare. Confucianism and Taoism monks in Confucianism and Taoism in Confucianism Academy of Confucianism State, really surprised me." Fang Han's eyes suddenly stabbed at the "white fan scholar".

The "White Fan Scholar" was startled. Suddenly, his eyes burst out with a mighty righteousness, which contained morality, unpredictable opportunities, and even the coercion of a sage. He actually wanted to counter Fang Han.

"This person is a monster, everyone can kill him!"

When the White Fan Scholar and Fang Han looked at each other, they suddenly uttered a call like a long song, and the surrounding Xuanxian masters were ready to move, wanting to surround and kill them in one fell swoop.

"Hmph! Overthinking one's abilities!"

Suddenly, Fang Han's body disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of the "White Fan Scholar". He grabbed it out with his big hand, and transformed into a thousand ways of immortality and ten thousand kinds of supernatural powers.

"The ancient Confucianism descends, the heavens and the earth are magnificent! The blue blood of Wanzhou, my heart is heavenly!"

The white fan scholar fought against Fang Han with a set of majestic boxing techniques. The boxing techniques were simple and unsophisticated, as if they were the general trend of humanism in ancient times.

"That's right, it's authentic Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts." Fang Han continued with his big hands, grabbing the qi and hitting the opponent's vitals.

"You've been tricked!" The white fan scholar laughed, "Great upright Xuangong! Take my trick, ancient sage!"

His hands suddenly formed a "Zheng" character, and his whole body was suddenly blessed with a sage air, and his body grew taller, towering above the clouds, like the appearance of an ancient sage.

He was actually taller than Fang Han, his righteousness was suppressed, and he had the tendency of ancient sages to suppress evil spirits.

"I originally used this move to deal with Shang Ziluo and compete with him. Now that I meet you, I just use it." The white fan scholar laughed.

"It's really stupid." Fang Han shook his head, sighed, and typed out "Supreme Heavenly Sacred Law", and the phantom of the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasure disappeared in a flash.

With a bang, the giant image of the white fan scholar collapsed immediately, turning into nothing. He stood in the air in disbelief.

Fang Han grabbed it again with his big hand, and the space kept collapsing, condensing, decaying, and regenerating, making him nowhere to escape, and he was caught in his hand.

"It's just playing with you, but you actually take it seriously. Do you really think you can beat me?" Fang Han squeezed hard and collapsed! The scholar with the white fan was squeezed into a cloud of blood-colored mist in his hand, and was suppressed in the "Heaven Mending Furnace".

"Well, the essence is indeed stronger than the average Xuan Xian, and he also possesses all kinds of mysterious magic powers, which can communicate with the power of the ancient sages. No wonder he is so arrogant, but unfortunately it is too early to become a half-step golden immortal. Shang Ziluo was killed by me with one move, and if you really fight, you will also be killed by Shang Ziluo."

Fang Han's body moved again, and the "Old Man of Huawei" who sang and chorused with the white fan scholar exploded out of thin air, and before he could scream, he was rolled up by his sleeve and caught in it, and suffered a catastrophe.

These two people were the two most powerful among the hundreds of Xuanxians. They were instantly killed by Fang Han, leaving no bones left. Immediately, all the Xuanxians were shocked.

"Go! Back quickly!"

All the Xuanxian masters immediately wanted to scatter like birds and beasts.

However, the infinite golden light descended from all sides, the kingdom of gods was completely enveloped, the color of the sky and the earth changed, Fang Han created a kingdom of gods, and the eight buddhas rose slowly, dragons, Buddhas, gods, and demons were all in this kingdom, looming , white jade-like smallpox fluttered in the sky, and gold filled the ground.

All the masters suddenly felt that countless spaces were imprisoned, and they couldn't fly out no matter what.

"Hmph! This saint is here to integrate Mount Mang. If you don't submit to your sects, you will have to exterminate them one by one." Taoist Xuanzhen knew what to say at this time.

"I am willing to surrender!"

At that moment, several Xuanxian who were unwilling to die trembled and expressed their surrender.

"Okay, very good. Now, all your sects must be united, and all your spiritual veins must also be united to establish a real sect."

Fang Han has started to integrate the thousands of sects in Mangshan Mountain. After the integration, he will gain huge wealth, which will be used as funds for activities in the heavenly realm. As for these integrated people, they will settle down in Mount Mount, recuperate, and lay in wait for the next fire.

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