Chapter 769 One Hundred and Eight Altars

"In trouble?" Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly, his expression was inexplicable, he did not think he would have trouble against Yun Tianshen.

Although he could not kill Yun Tianshen, Yun Tianshen could not kill him either.

And this time, he did not want to kill Yun Tianshen, as long as he used the Long River of Destiny to destroy his body, he would not be able to do anything.

Zhou Qingfeng seemed to know what Fang Xiu was thinking, and smiled lightly: "The Long River of Destiny was blocked by that existence, so you want to use the Long River of Destiny to repel Yun Tianshen. It is no longer possible."

Fang Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted, that existence? It turned out to be you! Wife! ?

No wonder he thought of his wife, this time the Zhoutian Xingdou formation went wrong and it was basically certain that it was his wife who did it, and it was probably her who blocked the Long River of Destiny.

The Long River of Destiny is a forbidden area that even gods cannot reach. If there is really someone in this world who can block it, he can't think of a second person except his wife.

Damn bitch!

Is the real purpose finally revealed? He is getting more and more impatient and starts to go down in person.

Fang Xiu did not doubt Zhou Qingfeng's words. He could feel that Zhou Qingfeng had become a demigod at this time, and a demigod who entered the Dao with fate, so he naturally knew the situation of the long river of fate better than anyone else.

"So, now think about how to deal with a god, a real god. This time, what you have to do is not to survive from the hands of the god, but to truly defeat a god. Only in this way can you stop the attack from the other side." Zhou Qingfeng smiled lightly.

"You seem very happy?" Fang Xiu looked at the smile on Zhou Qingfeng's face, and always felt that there was a hint of gloating in his smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingfeng nodded seriously: "I am naturally happy to see the embarrassed look of the arrogant prophet."

"In fact, since you came to Shenzhou, I have been watching you. I wanted to see the scene of you being beaten up by the gods of Jiuzhou, but I was disappointed. However, I thought that Yuntian God should not disappoint me again... Hey, why are you leaving?"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xiu had already gone far away.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head helplessly: "It's really as boring as ever."

Then, he followed.

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South Vietnam.

At this time, the entire South Vietnam was completely shrouded in gray fog. The endless gray fog was like a big bowl upside down in the sky above South Vietnam, isolating it from the outside world.

And at the border of South Vietnam, there stood 108 ancient altars.

They were distributed along the border line, tightly wrapping South Vietnam. Each altar was dozens of feet high and engraved with strange inscriptions.

There are three types of altars in total, including thunder altars engraved with thunder patterns, fire altars engraved with fire patterns, and water altars engraved with water patterns.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The 108 altars continued to emit a humming sound, and the light of thunder, fire, and water shone together, connecting with each other, covering South Vietnam.

And around these 108 altars, there were some scattered monks fighting.

The demons born in the altar were the ones fighting with them.

The fire altar was gushing with flames, and a flame giant with a height of ten feet was born in it.

The other two altars were no exception. The thunder altar gave birth to a thunder and lightning giant, and the water altar gave birth to a water giant.

These giants were not strong, and each one was roughly equivalent to the peak of the immortal emperor, but they seemed to be unkillable. No matter how the monks around attacked, these giants would be resurrected in the altar after their bodies were shattered.

The strange thing was that the 108 altars were also the same. Even if they were destroyed, they would be restored in the next second.

Among these monks, there were many demigod monks from Yunzhou, and even some demigods who came to support from other states, but they still couldn't do anything to the altar.

When Fang Xiu arrived, he saw this stalemate.

"These 108 altars are continuously refining Nanyue. The most urgent task is to destroy these altars first." Zhou Qingfeng frowned as he stared at the altar.

"There's something strange about the altar, it seems impossible to destroy it!" Xu Ruohai, who was chasing closely, also caught up and looked at the altar carefully.

Fang Xiu stood in the void and stretched out his hand towards one of the altars. The mouth of the glutton in his palm opened wide, and suddenly burst out with a strong swallowing force, swallowing up the fire altar and the fire giant bred in it.

However, the next second, a new fire altar rose from the ground, and a fire giant walked out of the flames as the flames surged.

At this time, Zhou Qingfeng seemed to see the clue: "These altars are supported by the power of Yuntian God. After you devour them, new power will emerge. Unless you devour all of Yuntian God's power, the altar can regenerate infinitely."

Fang Xiu frowned. It was not realistic to devour all of Yuntian God's power. With his current strength, the power of a god could directly blow him up.

"What should we do? Are we just going to watch Yun Tianshen refine Nanyue?" Xu Ruohai's face flashed with anxiety.

"Be patient." Compared with Xu Ruohai's anxiety, Zhou Qingfeng was calm. He kept pinching his hands, and the power of destiny spread quietly, as if plucking the strings of destiny.

After a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "So that's it. These 108 altars are a sophisticated formation. Although we can't consume all the power of Yun Tianshen, as long as we break the formation, we can cut off the supply of Yun Tianshen's power."

"How to break it?" Fang Xiu said calmly.

"At the same time, destroy all the altars, and there will be no chance of recovery."

Xu Ruohai was delighted: "I will gather the monks who are attacking the altars, let them go to each altar separately, and then attack at the same time!"

"There is no need for this, it's a waste of time." Fang Xiu suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Fang Xiu gave an order: "Gather."

Buzz!

The Black Lotus Law in his body suddenly burst into endless light.

Then, an incredible scene appeared. Fang Xiu's body began to have double images, as if countless of him were superimposed on each other.

Then, an identical Fang Xiu walked out of the original body, followed by the second, the third... until the 108th!

"This... is worthy of being Lord Fang Xiu!" Xu Ruohai's eyes rose with enthusiasm.

Fang Xiu waved his hand, and suddenly, 108 clones rushed to different altars.

Since he obtained the Black Lotus Law, he has been creating clones and letting clones clone clones. Not only the Taotie Kingdom, but also the other side, and even Yunzhou, have clones left by him.

These clones devoured freely and split autonomously, and the number was quite considerable.

A moment later, 108 clones were in place, and there was no need for the original body to say anything. All 108 of them attacked at the same time, their movements were uniform, as if they were one person.

Boom!

108 altars were shattered at the same time and never recovered.

At this time, Nanyue, which was shrouded in gray fog, finally revealed its true face.