First, the Demon Lord Appears

Fang Wang didn't know what the purple-clothed man was thinking, and he was not afraid of the mysterious Heaven-stealing Saint Sect. He just wanted to kill the purple-clothed man.

Showing mercy out of consideration for the enemy's strength would not bring life, but would only lead to eternal damnation!

He held the Tiangong Halberd in his hand and mobilized all his spiritual power. At this moment, he simultaneously activated the Xuanyang nerve, Douzhan True Skill, and Yinyang Xuanming True Skill. His momentum reached its peak, and he pressed the purple-clothed man to tear through the majestic ghost fog, and walked hundreds of steps along the way.

The halberd blade was less than eight centimeters away from the purple-clothed man's chest, and his right hand was sandwiched in the middle.

The purple-clothed man's eyes were wide open, full of bloodshot. He tried his best, but could only barely resist.

Countless evil spirits rushed towards Fang Wang one after another, but as soon as they approached, they were burned to death by the Xuanyang True Fire.

At this moment!

The ghost fog next to him suddenly broke open, and the bloody mouth swallowed Fang Wang. It was the huge black python.

In a flash, Fang Wang used the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique again, transforming into a black dragon. The huge black python bit the black dragon's head, and the fangs in its mouth broke instantly, blood splashed, and it wailed and immediately retreated into the ghost fog.

Facing the black dragon, the purple-clothed man's right arm was instantly broken, and his chest was even collapsed by the collision, and blood could not stop gushing out of his mouth.

Boom!

The black dragon rushed out of the ghost fog that covered the sky and the sun, and the monks in this direction trembled all over.

They looked closely, and the black dragon stopped, turned into wisps of black air and dissipated. Fang Wang's figure appeared from it, with blood stains on his golden scales and white feathers, and golden dragon air surrounding his body. With the nine fireballs behind his head, he looked like a god in the world, with extraordinary demeanor, and it is hard to forget after just one look.

Fang Wang held the Tiangong Halberd in his hand and looked ahead.

I saw a very long gully on the ground in front of me, which was hundreds of feet long and extended to a huge rock. The rock was blurred and horrible.

The ghost fog behind Fang Wang surged violently, and a huge black python flew out of it. It was covered with wounds, and sword energy fell on it like a torrential rain. Then Xiao Zi rushed out, and it was it that was spraying sword energy.

Even though there were two giant monsters fighting behind him, Fang Wang did not look back.

He loosened his left hand, and the Tianhong Sword shot out violently, like a white light, and in the blink of an eye it nailed the purple-clothed man's forehead, and blood flowers burst out from the rock surface behind his head.

Death!

Fang Wang did not take it lightly. The white-haired man could escape from his soul, let alone the purple-clothed man?

He quickly killed to the body of the purple-clothed man, raised his left hand, and sacrificed the reincarnation bell, ready to cover the body of the purple-clothed man.

Suddenly!

The body of the purple-clothed man exploded, and Fang Wang was so frightened that he used his body-protecting divine power to resist the flying blood and bones.

Looking closely, he could not see the purple-clothed man's soul at all.

"Fang Wang of Taiyuan Sect, this hatred is irreconcilable. One day, my Tiansheng Sect will definitely flatten the Daqi cultivation world!"

The purple-clothed man's resentful voice sounded, echoing between heaven and earth, making those who heard it tremble with fear.

Fang Wang looked down at the ground, and looked along the ground to the end of heaven and earth.

So fast!

This guy's soul actually escaped underground!

Even Fang Wang couldn't catch up with this speed.

Fang Wang thought to himself: "I underestimated the world's strong."

He just admired the purple-clothed man's escape method, and had no regrets. He had tried his best to kill the purple-clothed man.

Without a physical body, the purple-clothed man would need at least a hundred years to recover his peak strength, and he must find a physical body to take over within seven days, otherwise his soul would be rejected by the power of heaven and earth as a wronged soul, and there would be no possibility of taking over another body.

This is the details of the possession that Fang Wang learned from the Xuanming Yin-Yang True Art.

As for the Heaven-stealing Saint Sect, we will talk about it later!

Fang Wang scanned the ground and found that there was no storage bag or storage ring. That guy was really cruel and blew up his property directly.

Next, it’s time to deal with the Chi Demon Sect!

Fang Wang took a deep breath, turned around, and the Tianhong Sword flew to his waist, and then suddenly disappeared.

…

At dusk, the mountains are continuous.

In a mountain, a white light emerged from the ground and landed in front of a rock, revealing the soul of the man in purple.

Even though he was already in the soul state, his face was full of fatigue.

When he thought of Fang Wang, his face showed anger, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Damn... I didn't expect that I would fall in such a barbaric land..."

The purple-clothed man showed regret. He shouldn't have listened to Chen Anshi and came to raid the battlefield in person.

Although the Holy Spirit is important, how can it be more important than one's own life?

Despite his harsh words, he was now considering whether to return to the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect.

How would he explain after returning after losing the Holy Soul Jade?

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. He could only try not to think about it.

The most urgent task was to find a suitable body to possess. Its cultivation could not be weak, otherwise he would have to cultivate again for hundreds of years.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly realized something and turned around and looked at the top of the mountain.

The sunset was just setting on the top of the mountain. He saw a mysterious figure standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at him, which frightened him.

How could it be possible!

Who could keep up with his escape technique?

"Who are you?" the purple-clothed man asked in a deep voice, feeling extremely nervous.

After using the escape technique for a long time, he had lost his spiritual power and didn't have much fighting power.

"Jinxiao Sect, Demon Lord."

A cold female voice fell from the top of the mountain, and the purple-clothed man's face changed drastically, and he turned and ran away immediately.

"As one of the 72 envoys of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, Zuo Yu, have you ever thought that you would be in such a mess today?"

The Demon Lord's voice was like a death warrant, pulling the purple-clothed man's heart into the abyss of despair.

...

Night fell.

Fang Wang and the Taiyuan Sect disciples were meditating together, and Xiao Zi lay on his legs, like a salted fish, with his snake head drooping.

Although the other disciples were meditating to recover from their injuries, most of them couldn't help but look at Fang Wang, their eyes full of awe and yearning.

Some of the Chi Demon Sect members died, some escaped. In this battle, the righteous path won a great victory. The three major sects did not go out in full force, but only sent part of their forces to successfully wipe out the Chi Demon Sect. How magnificent!

And in this battle, Fang Wang played a great role!

All the monks of the three religions who participated in the battle believed that Fang Wang was already the leader of the current Daqi cultivation world

Even Fang Hanyu, Gu Li, and Fang Zigeng couldn't help but look at Fang Wang a few more times. Fang Wang not only won, but also showed a domineering attitude. Looking at all the enemies, no one could be his opponent. All of them were killed by him in an extremely strong attitude, which made people have illusions about his cultivation.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky.

It was the deputy head Chai Yi. She landed in the Taiyuanmen camp. Looking up, her eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Seeing her coming, several elders who stayed here immediately went to meet her and report the situation.

Not all the Taiyuan Sect monks who participated in the battle were here. There was also a group of people cleaning up the battlefield outside. The most important goal was to search for the mysterious treasure of the Chimo Sect.

After listening for a while, Chai Yi couldn't help but look at Fang Wang with a surprised look, as if he was shocked by Fang Wang's performance.

Fang Wang didn't care about the looks from all directions. He was recovering his spiritual power.

After the battle, he had less than 10% of his spiritual power left, mainly because he consumed most of his spiritual power when fighting the purple-clothed man and destroying the blood-colored gas column.

Fang Wang collected a lot of spoils in the battle, so he didn't go to clean up the battlefield now. He had to leave some sweetness for the sect, otherwise this battle would be in vain.

Now, his mind has drifted to the Tiangang Holy Body True Art.

When his spiritual power is restored, he doesn't plan to return to Taiyuan Sect, but to go directly to find the Tiangang Holy Body True Art, and gather the three true arts as soon as possible to see what miraculous effects it can have.

Time continues to pass.

Half an hour later, a voice came into Fang Wang's ears: "Come here."

Zhou Xue!

Fang Wang immediately opened his eyes and turned his head to see Zhou Xue standing outside the east side of the camp looking at him. She was still wearing a red dress.

Fang Wang put Xiao Zi on the ground and stood up and walked towards Zhou Xue alone.

As he stood up, everyone looked at him. When they saw him walking towards Zhou Xue, most of them withdrew their gazes. Zhou Xue was also a top genius in Taiyuan Sect. All the disciples knew about her relationship with Fang Wang.

Gu Li's eyes dimmed slightly. She closed her eyes and concentrated on taking in the air.

Fang Hanyu and Fang Zigeng didn't have many thoughts. Among the children of the Fang family, Fang Wang and Zhou Xue were the closest. The two had already made an engagement, so it was normal for them to talk alone.

Zhou Xue turned around and walked away, and Fang Wang quickly followed.

After leaving the camp, Zhou Xue still didn't speak.

Fang Wang was a little puzzled. Why didn't he ask how I performed?

Pretending in front of others is far less exciting than pretending in front of Zhou Xue.

After an incense stick of time, Zhou Xue stopped, raised her right hand, and a compass appeared in her hand, followed by a circle of visible energy bursting out and spreading out.

This treasure is not simple!

At least it is a top-grade magic weapon!

Fang Wang saw the compass

"Okay, now no one can spy on our communication, just say whatever you want to say." Zhou Xue looked at Fang Wang, a smile on her face, and said with a slightly teasing tone.

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "You are looking for me, shouldn't you say it?"

Zhou Xue took a step forward and came to him. The two were less than 30 centimeters apart, and they were still face to face. Such a distance made Fang Wang's heart jump.

"I see that you have been wanting to show off all the way, haven't you?" Zhou Xue asked with a smile.

Fang Wang pretended to be calm and asked calmly: "What is there to brag about? When have I ever lost?"

"I didn't say what you wanted to brag about, why did you bring up winning or losing?"

"Ahem, let's talk about the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect. The Chi Demon Sect invited two great monks from the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect to come. After all, I was not strong enough, so one of them escaped. He threatened to massacre the Great Qi Immortal Cultivation World."

Speaking of this, Fang Wang sighed.

Zhou Xue looked at him, feeling deeply moved.

This kid is really good at pretending.

Zhou Xue spoke to comfort him: "Don't worry, the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect will not come."

"Why?"

"The Heaven-stealing Holy Sect is in the north. Their territory is separated from Da Qi by dozens of dynasties. According to the time, they are busy fighting among themselves. As long as the person who escaped can't go back, the news will not reach the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect."

"But he escaped."

"Don't worry, he can't escape. The Golden Sky Church is hunting him down."

Seeing Zhou Xue's confidence, Fang Wang was a little unconvinced, but he didn't argue.

So what if he didn't believe it? He had no other choice.

Fang Wang asked curiously: "How strong is the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect? Have you encountered it in your previous life?"