Chapter 406: Sweeping the World

Life metal particles were floating between heaven and earth.

Fang Zhixing instantly determined that this was the fourth level of Wusheng Tianxia.

Looking at where he was, he was actually inside a sect.

There was a plaque on the gate: Lihuomen!

"Good fellow, I ran directly into someone's mountain gate."

Fang Zhixing's mouth twitched. He noticed that the square was in a mess, the floor was broken, bloodstained, the buildings collapsed, and the flames were everywhere.

Obviously, this place had just experienced a catastrophe.

The blood-red three eyes looked around.

In an instant, a lot of information emerged in his mind.

Not far away was a jujube-faced young man, 32 years old, martial arts master realm, majoring in "Nanming Lihuo Sutra", with an old injury under his right ribs.

On the right hand side was a white-browed elder, 179 years old, half-step martial arts master realm, practicing "Nanming Lihuo Sutra", "Fengtian Sword Method", "Fire Control Technique", and blurred vision in his left eye.

Behind him was a middle-aged woman in a white dress, 52 years old, at the level of a great martial artist, practicing the "Suzaku Yinchang Gong", and possessing the rare treasure Fire Spirit Pearl.

…

Fang Zhixing's eyes fixed on the high platform on the left.

On the ninety-nine steps, six red-robed warriors stood.

The old man with gray beard, 751 years old, late martial arts master.

The burly man, 370 years old, peak martial arts master.

The red-haired woman, 164 years old, peak martial arts master.

The hunchbacked old man, 829 years old, middle martial arts master.

The white-haired and childlike man, 1068 years old, peak martial arts master.

The white-faced young man, 76 years old, early martial arts master.

The six martial arts masters stood on the high platform, each holding an iron chain in their hands.

Hoohoo!

The iron chain was entangled with flames, and at the end was tied a charred beast that looked like a wild wolf.

"Thin dog!"

Although the beast was almost cooked, burnt and black, Fang Zhixing still recognized him at a glance. He was a thin dog!

After all, there was a system panel on the head of the thin dog.

[Remaining life: 1]

At this time, the thin dog was in a terrible state. Not only was he seriously injured, but the three eyes on his forehead were also gone.

The dog only had one life left.

He was also roasted on the fire by six martial masters. Was he going to be made into barbecue and eaten?

Hearing the call, the thin dog moved his head with difficulty and cried, "Fang Zhixing, come and save me!"

Hearing the call, the thin dog moved his head with difficulty and cried, "Fang Zhixing, come and save me!"

Hearing the call, he cried so hard!

It was so miserable, whimpering, howling like ghosts and wolves!

Fang Zhixing's face darkened slightly, and he walked towards the platform.

"Stop!"

The people from Lihuomen surrounded him, showing their weapons one by one, and they were murderous.

Almost at the same time, the six martial masters on the platform looked over in unison, their eyes fixed on Fang Zhixing.

"Three eyes?!"

The six people couldn't help but frown and their faces were tense.

The white-haired boy's face changed, and he suddenly asked: "Who are you, fellow Taoist, and why did you trespass into my Lihuo Gate?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, and replied: "I am Fang Zhixing, a guest of Canghai Gate. The strange beast you caught is my spiritual pet. Please help me and don't make things difficult for me."

The white-haired boy was stunned, showing a trace of fear, and hesitantly said: "Is it the Canghai Gate in Dajiezhou?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and said: "That's right! Today's incident was purely an accident. I hope you fellow Taoists will forgive me."

The white-haired boy was silent.

Seeing this, the burly man whispered, "Master, we have taken the three eyes of this strange beast. This kind of magical object has infinite uses and is of great benefit to our practice. We must not give it up!"

The old man with gray beard nodded and said, "The three eyes must not be returned. This treasure is our hope to be promoted to King of Martial Arts!"

The red-haired woman said, "Elder Lu is right. The three eyes are precious and should be owned by those with virtue."

The white-faced young man hesitated and said, "Then how should we deal with Fang Zhixing?"

The burly man showed a ruthless look on his face and said coldly, "This is Da Ganzhou, not Da Jiezhou. Canghaimen has no control over this place! As long as we kill Fang Zhixing, we can take another three eyes. It will be great without anyone knowing!"

The six people looked at the bloody three eyes between Fang Zhixing's eyebrows, and their eyes couldn't help but burn.

They didn't know that the whole conversation fell into the bloody three eyes and was heard clearly by Fang Zhixing.

The matter was clear at a glance. The thin dog passed through the crack and accidentally broke into the Lihuo Gate.

The three eyes on his forehead immediately aroused the covetousness of the six martial arts masters here.

Greedy, they captured the thin dog alive and took away the three eyes by force.

Even so, they were still not satisfied and thought about Fang Zhixing's three eyes.

"Okay!"

The white-haired and young man hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Kill him!"

But before he could say anything, Fang Zhixing took action first, holding the dragon bone stick and sweeping a large area.

Kakaka~

The sound of bones breaking suddenly rang in the world.

The dragon bone stick swept out, growing in the wind, becoming extremely huge, and swept across the square like a roller.

No matter what realm the people of Lihuo Gate were in, they were all caught under the dragon bone stick, and their flesh and blood were instantly blurred and turned into a pool of meat mud.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

This stick swept over and crushed as many as seven or eight hundred people!

The six martial masters were horrified and frightened.

They didn't expect Fang Zhixing to be so kind and friendly just a moment ago, but he turned around and showed his cruelty, killing people without hesitation.

"Asshole!"

The white-haired and youthful man was furious, raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

Pah~

There was an extra eyeball on his forehead!

The three eyes quickly took root and grew between his eyebrows, as if they were born with it.

Instantly, the power of the white-haired and young man surged, and the life metal particles between heaven and earth gathered towards him frantically.

When the white-haired and young man merged with the three eyes, the other five people rushed out at the same time, landing in five directions, forming an encirclement.

"What Canghaimen? Does Canghaimen use sticks?"

The burly man's eyes were wide open, and he immediately drew his sword.

With a whoosh, the long sword burst into flames, and the blazing flames were extremely blazing, causing the temperature around to rise sharply.

"Nanming Lihuo!"

The burly man couldn't wait to use his killing move, and the pure white flames came out with the long sword, carrying the destructive power of burning everything!

At the same time, the old man with gray beard, the red-haired woman, the hunchbacked old man, and the white-faced young man also burst out Nanming Lihuo, sweeping in from different directions.

For a time, the huge square was filled with endless pure white flames, destroying the world, with unparalleled momentum.

Fang Zhixing stood on the square, his face unchanged, with a teasing sneer on his lips.

"The flames are OK, but you guys are not so good..."

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing's whole body turned into a giant elephant, growing to 8,800 meters tall, with a layer of scale armor on his body.

The Nanming Lihuo rushed over and wrapped Fang Zhixing's two giant feet.

The scene was like boiling a large pot of water with a lighter.

"Ah, this?!"

The five burly men were stunned, looking up at the huge Fang Zhixing, their minds were blank.

"Troll? Isn't this the troll in the fifth world?" The five men realized it later, their faces full of disbelief.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Zhixing raised the dragon bone stick and smashed it down on his head.

The stick was not forgiving!

The stick hit the burly man.

Bang!

The burly man didn't have time to scream, his whole body was crushed into meat paste, and blood and flesh splattered like a burst of pulp.

This peak martial arts master encountered a martial arts master who was a master of the Disha realm and the stick, and was killed instantly!

There was no way, Fang Zhixing was too strong.

Let alone how terrifying the power of the fusion of the Fatianxiangdi and the great power of heaven and earth is.

Just talking about the reverse scale crazy armor, the killing and damage are doubled, and the peak martial arts master can't stand it!

The red-haired woman was horrified and showed an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

"Master!"

She screamed in fear, but then a shadow enveloped her and the scream stopped abruptly.

The second peak martial arts master was also killed by a stick, and his body was destroyed and his body was not intact.

"How could this happen?" The old man with a gray beard was shocked, his eyes were wide open, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Fang Zhixing tapped him with a stick, like pounding garlic, and mashed him into meat paste.

The hunchbacked old man turned around and fled, and as soon as he flew up, a stick shadow fell from the sky.

Bang!

Only the hunchbacked old man in the middle stage of Wuzong was like being hit by a meteor, his whole body exploded and turned into bloody and fleshy dregs.

The last white-faced young man, who was only in the early stage of Wuzong, was so frightened that his legs became weak and froze in place.

"Stop!"

A roar suddenly came, and the white-haired and young-looking man flew up and handed out a sword.

Whoosh!

A pure white sea of ​​fire surged out, sweeping more than ten thousand meters from bottom to top, and actually wrapped Fang Zhixing's whole body.

As expected of the leader of a sect, after obtaining the three eyes, his strength is extraordinary.

"Well, you have something, but not much..."

Fang Zhixing put away the dragon bone stick and held the funeral knife.

The delicate funeral knife then grew in the wind and turned into a nine-kilometer-long giant knife.

The life metal particles between heaven and earth became restless, scrambling to gather on the blade, turning into a vast ocean.

"This is the Art of the Dragon Rising from the Sea!"

The face of the white-haired and childish man twitched, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he madly outputted strength to increase the power of the Southern Ming Fire!

But suddenly, the essence of heaven and earth controlled by him became inexplicably disordered and left uncontrollably.

Instead of becoming stronger, the Southern Ming Fire withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This!!"

Even though the white-haired and childish man had lived for a thousand years and had seen a lot, he was still confused by this sudden loss of control.

"Reverse·Seven Rising Dragons!"

The next moment, a cold shout reached his ears.

Fang Zhixing casually swung out the funeral knife.

The sea is like a dragon, ascending to the sky!

Seven sword lights came out in a row, like seven giant dragons.

The white-haired and childish man's expression was distorted, and he suddenly slapped his chest hard.

"God of Vermillion Bird, please protect me!"

Accompanied by an excited howl, huhuhuhu~

The body of the white-haired and childish man suddenly burned, and the flames rose up, turning into a huge pure white Vermillion Bird.

Seven sword lights just happened to cut and sank into the body of the pure white Vermillion Bird.

Puff~

The pure white Vermillion Bird trembled seven times in a row, and its body collapsed and disintegrated.

The white-haired and childish man appeared again, but at this time, he looked miserable, with disheveled hair, wrinkled face, dry and skinny.

He knelt on the ground, panting, raised his head and looked straight at Fang Zhixing, his eyes filled with endless resentment.

"You, who are you?" The leader of the sect looked like a madman, and his dignity and majesty were gone.

He could never have imagined that on an ordinary day, the Lihuo Sect was in danger of being destroyed.

"No, I didn't lose, I still have three eyes!"

The white-haired and young man looked as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and his three eyes widened between his eyebrows.

The three eyes bulged out, and the pupils were full of blood, and blood kept oozing out.

The next moment, the three eyes blurred and burst out with an invisible and traceless impact.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he opened his three bloody eyes almost subconsciously, and the blood in the depths of his pupils was like mist.

All of a sudden!

I just felt a mysterious and powerful force bursting out from between my eyebrows.

Two three-eyed pupils collided head-on!

Buzz!

Fang Zhixing saw that the power of his three bloody eyes was like an arrow from the string, moving forward indomitably and invincibly, repelling the opponent's power with overwhelming force.

The next moment, the three eyes between the eyebrows of the white-haired boy's face exploded open as if they had been hit hard.

Three eyes were destroyed!

A big hole was blown out of the head of the crane-haired child-faced boy, and the upper half of his head was gone.

"Ho ho..."

The leader of the sect vomited blood and fell on his back. It seemed that he was no longer alive.

Fang Zhizhi took out a breath and looked around, seeing many Lihuo Sect personnel hiding everywhere, all of them trembling with fear.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Zhixing wielded the funeral knife, burying all living beings in the sky and on the earth, and slaughtered the entire sect in an instant.

"receive!"

The system panel flashed with brilliance.

The flesh and blood of corpses everywhere turned to ashes and disappeared.

[4. Defeat or kill more than 20 lives of the same level (8/20)]

I have just killed six martial arts masters, and I also killed a Shiyousuke before. This is already seven people of the same level.

There was also a thin dog, who was also defeated once by Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing swayed and landed on the high platform, breaking the iron chain.

"Ouch, it hurts me so much!"

The thin dog was freed, howling in pain and unable to stand up.

This time it was really too dangerous, only half a dog's life was left.

Xigou has never encountered such a dangerous situation, and his life is really hanging by a thread.

Fang Zhixing sat down and sighed: "Fortunately, there is no King Wu in this sect, otherwise I wouldn't be able to save you."

Xigou yelled: "Can you upgrade quickly? My injury is a little serious this time."

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "It's not that easy to upgrade. Only two of the seven conditions have been completed."

Xigou cried mournfully and said, "Then help me find some medicine. These bastards set me on fire. It hurts like hell."

Fang Zhixing raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and with a roar, the remains of Hefa Tongyan and others flew over.

There are many medicine bottles among them.

Fang Zhixing checked and found some healing medicine, which he gave to the small dog for external application or internal use.

The thin dog stopped crying in pain.

Fang Zhixing counted the trophies and found a copy of the "Nanming Lihuo Sutra", which was the inherited magical skill of Lihuo Sect.

He read through the introduction to the technique and clicked his tongue: "This is actually a magical technique that can be cultivated to the realm of a martial saint. The ancestors of the Lihuo Sect had a glorious history and gave birth to a martial saint."

At this moment, the system panel responded.

[Nanming Lihuo Jing·Wuzong Realm Full Level Conditions:

1. Read the exercises once (not completed)

2. Exercise in the Suzaku Pond for more than 1 hour (not completed)]

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he couldn't help but have thoughts.

"Well, it's pretty simple anyway, just practice."

He first read the exercises quickly, and then scanned the entire mountain gate.

Soon, he found Suzaku Pond.

It was a pool, with a totem of a red bird carved on the bottom of the pool.

There is no water in the pool, but there is a long-lasting pure white flame.