Chapter 124: True Immortal on Earth, Xiaoyao Immortal

"Apart from this, is there anything else?" Fang Wang continued to ask. He had only one thing in mind, that is, breaking through the realm of crossing the void, so he wanted to end this meeting quickly. Sure enough, I am not suitable to be the head of the sect. Fang Wang sighed in his heart and became more determined to go out. Chai Yi began to talk about other things. Regarding the ownership of the dragon veins, Da Qi has activated forty-nine dragon veins. The spiritual energy around the dragon veins is the most concentrated. All major sects want to fight for it, but they cannot fight by force, but divide it by reason. After she finished speaking, Zhao Chuanqian followed up with his own opinions. Other peak masters and elders will also make suggestions, and finally Fang Wang will make the final decision. To put it bluntly, the head of the sect is used to make decisions, and also to take the blame and take responsibility. If things succeed, it is the credit of the head of the sect. If things fail, it is also the fault of the head of the sect. Fang Wang thinks it is very fair. After tossing for more than an hour, everyone left. The door was closed, Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief and continued to practice. His cultivation is about to reach a bottleneck, and he will soon be able to break through. The Xuanyang nerve records the breakthrough method of the realm of crossing the void.

At this level, breaking through requires overcoming the tribulation.

Many great cultivators died in the process of overcoming the tribulation, so in order to overcome the tribulation, they will prepare a foolproof plan. Fang Wang is not worried. His body is so strong, and with many great perfect skills, it is difficult for him to die.

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The Great Qi Imperial City is located in the center of the country. The plains are thousands of miles away. The mountains around the imperial city are not high, but the scenery is beautiful.

In the palace.

Xu Qiuming was meditating on the eaves of the imperial palace, and the ministers who were walking towards the imperial palace below looked up at him.

"Is he Xu Qiuming from Xuanhong Sword Sect? His temperament is that of an immortal."

"It is said that he is one of the best cultivators in the Great Qi Cultivation World."

"I wonder what kind of demeanor the Sword Saint Fang Wang has."

"Xu Xianren is already a famous cultivator in the seven dynasties. With him here, no one can hurt Your Majesty."

"I wonder what exactly caused Your Majesty to summon him to protect you."

Xu Qiuming has been here for several days. Every day when he goes to court, the ministers can see him. His name has spread throughout the streets and alleys of the imperial city.

Fang Wang's father Fang Yin walked in the crowd and also glanced at Xu Qiuming.

When the ministers entered the hall, Xu Qiuming slowly opened his eyes. From his perspective, he could overlook the imperial city.

"Is it coming soon?"

Xu Qiuming murmured to himself, and his sword intent produced a trace of uneasiness, which indicated that danger was coming.

The stronger the opponent, the less panic he was, but full of expectations.

After entering the Falling Heaven Secret Realm, his sword intent surged and soared into the sky. Except for facing Fang Wang, he felt that he would not fail again. Facing the mysterious existence that claimed to be an immortal, he could not wait to fight with him.

Following his gaze, rolling thunderclouds appeared on the horizon, which was extremely depressing.

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Taiyuan Gate, Shiyuan Hall.

Fang Wang stood up and walked out of Shiyuan Hall. Seeing this, Xiao Zi hurriedly carried the Soul-Swallowing Gourd on his back and followed.

After walking out of the hall, he looked around and finally decided to survive the tribulation in the empty square below.

Heavy snow fell, the sky and the earth were vast, and the peaks were hidden in the snow and fog, like mountain gods, mysterious and majestic. The white snow piled up on the square, and no bluestone was seen.

He walked to the center of the square and began to meditate.

Xiao Zi floated in the air, nervously and expectantly asked: "Young Master, are you going to start the tribulation?"

Zhao Zhen emerged from the gourd, looking excited, and said: "The tribulation, that is a plot that only appears in myths, which means that the master has left the mortal body."

Fang Wang closed his eyes and said: "That's right, you should stay away when the time comes. The power of heaven is mighty, be careful to kill demons and ghosts."

He immediately began to operate the Xuanyang nerve.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged towards him, forming a whirlwind visible to the naked eye around him, gradually growing stronger, rolling up the surrounding snow, like a blizzard.

Time passed by minute by minute.

About two hours later, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered in the square, causing the sea of ​​clouds above to surge violently, accumulating the power of heaven.

The high-level cultivators of the Nine Veins Peak and the Main Vein came out of retreat one after another, rushing from the vast snow in all directions. When they saw Fang Wang's figure, they were all stunned.

"What is Fang Wang doing?"

"Is he practicing some kind of magic?"

"Is it the Nine Heavens Blue Thunder Sword Formation?"

"Something is wrong. He is absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This feeling is a bit like shaping a soul, but with greater power."

The monks of Taiyuan Sect were discussing, curious about what Fang Wang was doing.

Deputy head Chai Yi, inheritance elder Zhao Chuangan, and Master Tanshui and other senior leaders also came. They were also surprised to see Fang Wang.

"He is going to break through the tribulation!"

Chai Yi frowned and spoke word by word.

Break through the tribulation?

Everyone was stunned, and an elder asked carefully: "Why do you have to break through the tribulation to break through?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it because he realized that Fang Wang was breaking through a high realm that he could not understand.

Master Tanshui sighed: "From the state of concentration to the higher level... it is really the fate of an immortal."

Many cultivators have spent their entire lives trying to reach the state of concentration. Even if they have reached it, it is difficult to go further. But Fang Wang is different. Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he seems to have never encountered a bottleneck. He has been smooth all the way, constantly challenging his limits and breaking the world's perception of him.

"Everyone, form a formation to prevent this calamity from affecting the nine veins."

Zhao Chuanqian said, his face was stern, as stern as ever.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators dispersed and returned to their respective veins to summon their disciples.

In less than an incense stick of time, all the disciples of the entire Taiyuan Sect heard that Fang Wang was going to overcome the calamity and break through.

Overcome the calamity!

Since the founding of Taiyuan Sect, no one has overcome the calamity.

More and more disciples walked out of the cave, stepped on the sword and came to watch, and Taiyuan Sect, which was in the cold winter, became lively.

At the same time.

Above the imperial city, the season here is different from that of Taiyuan Sect. The temperature is mild, but thunderclouds are also rolling at this time.

At this moment, all the people and dignitaries in the city were looking up at the sky. Some were standing on the street, some were pushing open the windows and leaning out their upper bodies, and even the soldiers on the city wall were looking up.

Two figures were confronting each other in the sky, one of whom was Xu Qiuming.

Xu Qiuming was standing tall, with a silver-light sword shadow suspended behind him, like a sword spirit. The terrible sword energy overflowed from his body, like a flame, piercing through the thundercloud. The diameter of the hole in the cloud was more than ten feet, as if the sky was broken.

Xu Qiuming's sword intent was like a rainbow, and his aura was soaring into the sky, but his momentum did not suppress his opponent.

"The sword intent is good, but unfortunately, the grade of your natal treasure spirit is a little bit worse. It seems that you are not Fang Wang."

The speaker was an old man in a tattered Taoist robe. He was thin, with prominent cheekbones, messy white eyebrows, and eyes like tiger eyes. He looked at Xu Qiuming with an aggressive look.

Xu Qiuming had no expression on his face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

What a profound aura!

Xu Qiuming had never seen such a person before. He felt that the old man in Taoist robes was like a bottomless ocean, which was hard to see through and guess. There was only an indescribable dead air, as if symbolizing death.

"I am Xu Qiuming of Xuanhong Sword Sect. Do you dare to tell me your name?" Xu Qiuming asked coldly.

The old man in Taoist robes grinned, laughing unruly and rampantly. He looked at Xu Qiuming with contempt and said, "My name? I am a true immortal living in the world. You can call me Xiaoyaoxian!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiaoyaoxian suddenly raised his hand, and a red poisonous snake suddenly flew out of his sleeve and killed Xu Qiuming.

Xu Qiuming's eyes condensed, and he did not retreat but advanced, and headed towards Xiaoyaoxian. In an instant, the sword spirit behind him suddenly disappeared.

A sword light flashed between heaven and earth, causing the people in the city to close their eyes.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and a violent wind raged between heaven and earth. Sword Qi burst out from the sky and swept across the sky.

Xu Qiuming rushed to Xiaoyaoxian, and used his fingers as swords, and sent out sharp sword Qi, but Xiaoyaoxian easily dodged it.

Facing Xu Qiuming's sword Qi, Xiaoyaoxian dodged quickly. Xu Qiuming's movements seemed faster, and even people couldn't catch them with the naked eye, but everyone in the imperial city could see Xiaoyaoxian's figure clearly.

"Hahahaha! Little kid, dare to fight with the real immortal, you will die miserably!"

Xiaoyaoxian laughed wantonly, and then pointed a finger, as fast as thunder, directly on Xu Qiuming's right shoulder.

Xu Qiuming's face froze instantly, and an unimaginable force pierced his shoulder. With a shocking air explosion, his figure suddenly fell backwards, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and smashed into the palace.

Boom!

A huge palace was smashed and collapsed, and dust flew up.

Xiaoyaoxian kept his finger pointing, and a circle of energy was spreading in front of him. His smile was so arrogant.

"You dare to act rashly in front of this immortal with your small concentration state!"

Xiaoyaoxian said disdainfully, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes changed.

The earth trembled slightly, causing the whole city to feel it, especially in the palace, where the ground trembled more violently, and pieces of broken stones and broken wood flew up.

I saw a figure slowly flying out of the rolling dust, it was Xu Qiuming!

A big bloody hole appeared on Xu Qiuming's right shoulder, but it did not make his body bend. At this moment, he had already grasped his sword spirit.

An indescribable sword intent enveloped the entire imperial city. Whether it was a cultivator, a hero in the rivers and lakes, or a soldier, all those who had a sword, their swords were trembling, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the sword master.

More and more people began to hold the hilt of their swords, fearing that their swords would fly out.

Xiaoyaoxian narrowed his eyes and said in amazement: "You have realized such sword intent in such a small state of concentration. It seems that you have a sword comprehension that exceeds the limitations of Baoling. OK, God will not let me down!"

Xu Qiuming raised his sword and pointed it at Xiaoyaoxian. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his black hair was flying wildly, which made him look more domineering.

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Taiyuan Gate, the main vein.

Fang Wang still maintained his meditation posture. At this moment, he was flying in the air. The thunderclouds in the sky had already appeared thunder and lightning. The mighty power of the sky made the world depressed.

The main vein has been surrounded by a huge light array. All Taiyuan Sect disciples are watching outside the array. Some are excited, some are afraid, and some are looking forward to it.

Fang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, and a huge lightning bolt like a snake came down, with a startling momentum, and it dispersed just before it hit him.

Body-protecting divine power!