Chapter 582 Come to an End

Sensing that the four demigods had lost control all of a sudden, Patriarch Henry showed an unbelievable look on his face, but he was worthy of being a cunning and cunning man, and his reaction was too fast.

Almost at the same time that Fang Xingjian's sword intent swept across the four demigods, green flames erupted from his whole body, accelerating to dozens of times the speed of sound in an instant, as if behind him was the end, death, and he wanted to escape from the pursuit of death Like life.

It is the secret killing method of the All Souls Sect, the doomsday escape, the killing method that explodes and accelerates instantly when the doomsday comes, the oppression of death stimulates the potential of the whole body.

At this moment, his whole body flew out like a rocket, stirring up thousands of thunderous explosions, and in just a few breaths, he almost teleported to appear tens of kilometers away.

"This Fang Xingjian has terrifying strength."

"He broke through my magic circle in an instant and subdued the four demigods. How did he do it?"

At this moment, patriarch Henry still had lingering fears in his heart, especially Fang Xingjian's sword at the last moment, which cut off the physical connection of the four demigods, and then the death sword intent broke his martial arts will left on it, it was extremely powerful, and When he thought of the loss of the four great demigods, his heart ached like he was bleeding.

Just when he was thinking about this, the whole person had already flown hundreds of kilometers, and then fell to a small hill.

But as soon as he landed, his face changed drastically, and he looked at Fang Xingjian in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.

The other party was already standing there, looking at the old man as if he was strolling in the courtyard. What kind of speed and explosive power was this?

Patriarch Henry's face changed drastically, and his whole figure retreated, like a frightened elephant, knocking down countless big trees in an instant, but just as he retreated hundreds of meters, he felt a blackness in front of his eyes, a gust of sharp edge The sharp breath penetrated directly into his head, as if it would shatter his brain anytime and anywhere.

"Wait!" Patriarch Henry suddenly knelt down on the ground and said, "I admit defeat. My Henry family has hundreds of years of savings, and we have hidden secret wealth of more than ten million. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to give up all of this." Here it is, from now on our whole family will submit to you."

If it was under the watchful eyes of everyone, Patriarch Henry might not be so kneeling and begging for mercy, but since there is no one around, his pressure is much less.

"Then take my sword intent." Fang Xingjian pointed out and pressed it on Patriarch Henry's head, and a sword intent directly poured into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness and began to lurk.

Sensing the sword intent from the opponent entering his sea of ​​consciousness, Patriarch Henry sighed and closed his eyes.

But after all, he is a strong demigod, and his will and heart are first-class and strong. He quickly accepted his situation, sighed and said: "My lord, please return the four demigods to me in the future. This is our family." Once the foundation of the family is damaged, the whole clan will probably fall apart and be unable to serve you."

"Huh?" Fang Xingjian looked at Patriarch Henry in front of him and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"Don't dare, in exchange, I am willing to offer the way of the magic circle that my family has passed down for more than two hundred years."

While speaking, the principles and information about the magic circle were all gathered in the information flow and sent to Fang Xingjian's brain.

After a few breaths, Fang Xingjian brought him back to the manor again. His clothes were torn and messy, his face was disheveled, and he looked like a refugee.

"Grandpa! Please save me." Bruce screamed, but the next moment he saw his disgraced patriarch Henry, his whole expression was suffocated.

After patriarch Henry glanced at him, he closed his eyes and sighed: "After you go to Daxi State, work hard, and you can also hone your temperament by the way."

Hearing this sentence, Bruce felt as if the sky was falling. It was worse than killing him if he wasted ten years in Great Western State, unable to have fun, unable to practice, and had to clean the toilet.

On the other side, Pope patriarch Andorf let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Fang Xingjian with more obedience in his eyes.

All the people at the banquet looked at Fang Xingjian with respect and fear at this moment. I am afraid that as long as Fang Xingjian is still alive, they will not dare to have the slightest hostility towards the Pope family. This is all brought about by naked strength. Come the deterrent.

Fang Xingjian was too lazy to take care of the handover of the patriarchs, the various compensations of the Henry family, and the establishment of alliances with the Pope family. big family.

As for the four demigod bodies, they were returned to the Henry family after the patriarch Henry repeatedly pleaded and was willing to hand over the inheritance of the magic circle and tens of millions of wealth.

After all, Henry's family has accumulated a lot of secret wealth for hundreds of years. Using it to help Fang Xingjian build a magic weapon is like adding wings to a tiger, and it is far more effective than four demigod bodies.

Fang Xingjian, the way of the magic circle, is also very interested, and thinks it can be used to enhance his sword skills.

What's more, having the remains of these four demigods in the hands of the Henry family can also help them and the Pope family deter the enemy and resist the retaliation methods of the Eight Fang Chilong other than Xia, saving Fang Xingjian from doing everything himself.

As soon as he returned to Daxi Prefecture, Fang Xingjian didn't care about anything else, he just went straight into the Holy Land, and began to practice the final tenth layer of dharma patterns.

All the materials were transported to the secret room one by one. Ten hours later, dense patterns were distributed all over Fang Xingjian's body, emitting bursts of fluorescence, revealing an infinite sense of antiquity and mystery.

Almost at the moment when the tenth layer of magic pattern was activated, a violent flow of information poured into Fang Xingjian's brain like a tide, and endless information exploded in Fang Xingjian's mind.

Food, travel, love, friendship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, memories, sunset, classes...

All kinds of information remaining in the etheric fan flowed in like a chaotic tide. Even with Fang Xingjian's brain processing ability, at this moment, there was a feeling of confusion and brain failure.

After a full three hours, Fang Xingjian slowly got used to this feeling.

The whole world is different in front of him at this moment.

Looking with both eyes, everything showed a vision of future development. Fang Xingjian felt that he seemed to be able to see a future trend, and it seemed that the information received from the etheric fan contained countless future possibilities. .

After studying for more than ten minutes, joy appeared in his eyes.

'So it turns out that the spell pattern on the tenth floor already has the ability to sense information about future possibilities in the etheric fan, and to sense misfortunes and blessings on a whim. '

Feeling misfortunes and blessings on a whim, this is an ability that can only be possessed at the fourth level of the god level, but now Fang Xingjian has this ability in advance after completing the tenth layer of magic patterns.