Chapter 831 Going to War

"Has the divine power of the emperor's personality finally been filled to 30%?"

In Fang Xi's opened eyes, seven-colored lights flashed past.

When he looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, he saw that on the Shinto talisman of the 'Donghua Taimiao Xuanzhen Infinite Evergreen Emperor', a layer of pure white energy had filled nearly one third of it.

This layer of pure white air is extremely high, extremely noble, and exudes a colorful halo, which seems to be made of the fusion of seven colors.

"The emperor's divine power..."

He felt a little and said: "If it is in the God's Domain, it is now comparable to the Mahayana... If it is outside the God's Domain, relying on the Tower of Faith... maybe it can be called a 'Quasi Mahayana'?"

After all, Fang Xi didn't quite understand the specific power of the divine way.

But fortunately, a fusion of alien races has come for him to experiment with himself.

Fang Xi stood tall, wearing a crown, a flat crown on his head, and twelve strings of pearls hanging down, making his originally young and handsome face look mysterious and majestic.

At this time, my mind moved and I came to a pond.

In the pond, a green dragon, hundreds of feet long, was playing leisurely.

When he saw Fang Xi arriving, his fish-like eyes immediately widened. It was Da Qing!

"The peak of the fourth level..."

"If you are in the outside world, you can overcome the tribulation and become a fifth-level god."

"Putting it in the earthly fairy realm is simply embarrassing me!"

Fang Xi snorted coldly, and was so frightened that Daqing dropped the fish in his mouth and lay on the ground: "Master, have mercy on me..."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just need a mount for my trip."

Fang Xi smiled slightly and said comfortingly.

Daqing couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

After all, it was almost eaten by Fang Xi.

"It's just that it's only level four. If you ride out, it will only make me lose face."

Fang Xi casually pointed, and a Shinto Talisman edict split from the throne of the 'Donghua Taimiao Xuanzhen Infinite Evergreen Emperor'.

Six colors of black, white, red, yellow, green and purple flashed on it, turning into a circle of light.

A purple divine inscription appeared, writing - 'Commander the Lord of Wind, Rain, Thunder, Mighty Spirit, Qiantang'!

This Shinto talisman fell into Daqing's body.

Daqing rolled on the spot and suddenly let out a dragon roar that penetrated the sky!

Then, its size suddenly expanded, reaching over a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, and the dragon's body was full of majesty!

Not only that, there are wind, rain, thunder and lightning accompanying it, and it suddenly changes, becoming large and small. When it is large, its size exceeds ten thousand feet, and when it is small, it is like an earthworm...

"Thank you for your love, Emperor..."

After a moment, a green-robed dragon king appeared and bowed gratefully to Fang Xi.

"That's all..."

Fang Xi waved his hand and said that as long as his status was high enough and he was willing to pay the price, this kind of leapfrog promotion was normal.

‘It’s just that with the power of the incense I have accumulated... I will have to wait at least another few decades or even hundreds of years before I can confer another Heavenly King. ’

"Daqing, let's go!"

He gave a long laugh and let Daqing reveal his true form, standing on the back of the ten thousand feet long green dragon.

Daqing roared again and again, wagging his head and tail as he rushed into a silver vortex.

Above the Black Forest Sea, a ten thousand feet long blue divine dragon suddenly appeared, full of majesty.

"This is...a seventh-order dragon?!"

"No...it seems to be the power of Shinto."

When the old dragon dragon from the demon tribe saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

Especially when he saw the majestic figure standing on the dragon head with his hands behind his back, he felt an indescribable powerful fluctuation of divine power, and his expression couldn't help but change violently: "Ancestor of the Mahayana period?!"

"found it."

The Shinto incarnation opened his closed eyes, locked on a certain place, and stepped with his right foot.

The dragon's roar in the sky is shocking!

Amidst the roar, Daqing was like a blue hurricane, sweeping away somewhere.

"Come on, let's have a drink, everyone!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi raised his glass again and looked at the alien envoys with different expressions, with a smile on his face.

…

The edge of the Hessian Sea.

A terrifying jet-black spiritual ship is suspended in mid-air.

On this spiritual ship, the deck glowed with an inexplicable fine iron color, and a large number of runes were engraved on the surface.

The ferocious muzzles were controlled by many black-armored puppets, looking like an extremely armed iron hedgehog.

"The Tiangong Clan's 'Mangze Battleship' is indeed extraordinary. Just this one battleship consumes a lot of its heritage. Is it comparable to a seventh-level mid-level existence?"

An old man wearing a brown robe with an ancient face stepped on the deck with his left foot, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face: "The main material is black black ironwood that is 100,000 years old. It is really rare, rare... "

"There's nothing better than Cha Lao."

A middle-aged fat man in an apricot yellow robe next to him said with a smile: "Cha Lao is a member of the Qingmu tribe, and his true form is still the famous 'Immortal Tea Tree'. His lifespan is so long that even the ancestors of the Stone Tribe will probably die." Isn’t it worse?”

It turns out that he is also a fusion cultivation level, and has reached the middle stage of fusion, and he is exactly 'Xing Yuanzi'.

At this time, there were several foreign monks sitting or standing on the deck of the spirit ship.

Among them were the 'Celestial Barbarians' who were more than one foot tall and wore strange dark blue leather armor, the 'Water Tribe' whose bodies were like a ball of water, and the 'Fire Tribe' whose real fire was constantly changing.

The only similarity is probably that their mana and aura fluctuate around the same time as the combined body.

"Xing Yuanzi, where are the blood demon ancestors of the demon clan?"

A man from the 'Earth Centipede Clan', whose upper body was humanoid, but whose lower body was the shape of a ferocious centipede, asked.

The expression of the middle-aged man in yellow robe changed, and then he said: "The blood demon fellow of the demon tribe has already sent a message to me... He will lurk aside and take action at the right time. With his perfect cultivation, any combined monk will definitely Irresistible.”

"Hehe... Although the blood demon ancestor has advanced cultivation, he is very afraid of death... Also, that person's magical power of reducing life span is almost his nemesis. After all, he is already quite old..."

The combined cultivator of the Fire Tribe sneered and revealed the old background of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"Ahem...you can't say that."

Xing Yuanzi coughed softly: "When we join forces, and with all the knowledge of all races, even Mahayana monks can fight... The Blood Demon Ancestor is just another backup method."

"Hey, I'm also quite interested in the human race's Shinto system."

A foreigner shrouded in black mist, his beak opening and closing.

After saying this, the eyes of all the combined monks became a little dark and uncertain.

Although the benefits were distributed before the war, if someone dies during this battle, all previous divisions will naturally be voided.

However, they are very confident about winning the final victory.

After all, they are the final fusion of various races, and they have used all their trump cards.

Even Mahayana monks...

At this moment, a divine thought came across the sky and locked all these combined monks.

Then, a dragon roar came from the sky!

The wind and rain gather, and the thunder flashes!

A ten thousand feet long green dragon emerged, already carrying some faint power of a true dragon!

What's even more frightening is that above Qinglong's head, there is a figure of a young god standing with his hands behind his back.

"Mahayana period?!"

Xing Yuanzi screamed, feeling vaguely that he had made a big mistake.

"Correct answer, but unfortunately there is no reward... None of the monks present today can escape."

Fang Xi smiled slightly and stretched out her right hand.

In the void, a halo of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors emerged, and the majestic divine power suppressed all directions, coming through the sky with great force.

puff!

A huge golden hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Tiangong tribe's battleship, using its five fingers to exert force.

Click!

Under this grasp, the Tiangong clan's spiritual ship, which was said to be comparable to a monk in the middle stage of integration, instantly shattered.

The hundred-thousand-year-old black black iron wood screamed sadly, and the restrictions and lines shattered, making it impossible to withstand this big hand.

boom!

Fang Xi smiled indifferently, and her golden palm exploded instantly, turning into infinite divine flames that swept across the entire sky!

A few piercing screams could be heard faintly in the flames.

Then, several alien fusions fell directly into the flames, and even the Soul Nascent Soul could not escape. Among them, there was a half-human, half-centipede fusion that directly turned into a torch...

This is the power of the Divine Emperor and the Immortal Mahayana!

"He is really a Mahayana monk!"

Countless water flows in the combined body of the water tribe are rushing and surging, making it look extremely unsettled.

She screamed, and five array flags of different colors immediately appeared in her hand. Accompanied by the sound of a spell, the five array flags flew out, transforming into a large five-color cloud... This was the countermeasure they had already discussed.

But no one knew at that time that the enemy was actually not a fusion, but a Mahayana monk!

"go!"

The combined hands of the Shui tribe made a secret gesture, and talismans flew out one after another and were attached to the five-color flags.

The five-colored clouds and mist billowed, and unexpectedly erupted with a full semi-immortal weapon-level spiritual pressure, enveloping Fang Xi.

But in an instant, the clouds and mists seemed to split, as if a sun was about to break out!

"Quick! Even if I use the secret magic talisman to forcibly upgrade this treasure to the eighth level, I can't stop a Mahayana for long."

The combined voice of the Shui tribe was fierce: "If we cannot capture this person today, we will all die without a burial place!"

Xing Yuanzi knew that the words of Shui Tribe Fusion were quite correct.

Even if I escape with my life today, where can I escape in the future?

There are still hundreds of years before Xingkong Island descends to the world!

With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that several fellow Taoists from the fusion tribe had died. In addition to the fusion from the water tribe, the survivors also included the fusion from the fire tribe, Cha Lao, the ancestor of the Sky Barbarian tribe, and Granny Crow hidden in the black mist.

At this time, the armor of the combined monk from the Tianman tribe was completely shattered, revealing his wild and majestic chest. He looked at Fang Xi's position with fear in his eyes.

"Today either you die or I die!"

Xing Yuanzi roared angrily, and an khaki short spear appeared in his hand.

He kept chanting spells in his mouth, and a puff of yellow light was released from the khaki short spear.

"Fight!"

The fire clan roared together and turned into a scorching fire dragon. The blazing temperature seemed to melt the void.

Cha Lao said nothing, but a strange tree texture appeared on the surface of his skin.

As he transformed into a dead tree, his body became taller and thinner, and when his five fingers were put together, he actually carried such great power that even the void screamed.

This tea master turned out to be a foreign body refiner!