Chapter 239

But Fang Qingyan is different. He has too many secrets.

Not counting his bloodline, even the time and space laws and systems hidden in his mind are absolutely confidential.

On the one hand, Fang Qingyan took such a big risk, but on the other hand, he also took care of Qin's emotions.

So after hearing Li Yanxiu's words, Fang Qingyan had no regrets.

Fang Qingyan bowed deeply to Li Yanxiu and expressed his thoughts.

Li Yanxiu lost face and didn't want to spend too much time here. Just when he was about to end the matter, the young girl didn't want to.

That young girl was a native of the Eastern Fairyland, and she felt very pretentious to be able to join Li Yanxiu's sect.

The young girl walked up to Fang Qingyan with anger on her face and looked at Fang Qingyan up and down.

"My name is Zhu Tong, I hope you remember this name, because I will defeat you in the Battle of the Four Domains, and then I will let you know how wrong your decision was."

After saying this, Zhu Tong stood back behind Li Yanxiu again.

Because of this incident, the relationship between the Eastern Immortal Realm and the Southern Divine Realm suddenly became tense.

Fang Qingyan and the other seven gods walked behind the people of the Eastern Immortal Realm. They could always feel the eyes of other Eastern Immortal Realm disciples in front of them.

There was not only contempt in his eyes, but also the death contempt of a strong man.

Zhu Tong walked up to the people around him, lowered his head and said to his companions.

"Junior brothers and sisters, Master has lost face here, and he must feel uncomfortable. As disciples, we must find respect for Master."

"From now on, we will put these people from the Southern Divine Region at the top of our opponent list, and we will let these people know the consequences of offending our Eastern Divine Region."

Although Zhu Tong is a woman, she is Li Yanxiu's eldest disciple. The people behind her all started later than her, so everyone calls her the senior sister.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister, we will definitely make these people in the Southern God Realm look good during this Four Realm War and let them know the consequences of offending us."

After a disciple next to Zhu Tong finished speaking, the other disciples immediately agreed (cgca). In their eyes, people like Fang Qingyan from the Southern Divine Realm were not qualified to associate with the Eastern Immortal Realm.

Kalani and Li Yanxiu were at the front of the team. With his own cultivation, he also heard the conversation between Zhu Tong and other disciples, but there was nothing he could do.

This battle between the Four Realms can be said to be full of dangers for the Southern Divine Realm.

If it weren't for his own dignity, he would have thought of quitting the game.

Everyone walked for a long time, crossing this misty space, passing exquisite houses, and finally came to a huge temple.

Li Yanxiu turned to look at Kalani beside him, nodded to him first, and then warned Fang Qingyan and others behind him again.

"I warn everyone again, this is where my Lord rests. Everyone must keep quiet. I know you are all young and energetic and have anger in your hearts, but if you anger my Lord, you will suffer endless consequences from our Eastern Immortal Realm. Endless pursuit."

Fang Qingyan knew that Li Yanxiu's words were not only a warning to everyone, but also a disguised mockery of his youth and vigour.

Li Yanxiu warned everyone and then led everyone up the stairs.

When the disciples from the Eastern Immortal Realm walked through the stairs, Fang Qingyan and the other seven gods stepped on the stairs.

As soon as Fang Qingyan and the others stepped on the stairs, they felt a strong invisible pressure pressing on them. The pressure rushed towards their faces, seeming to want to stop them from moving forward.

Everyone didn't pay attention for a moment and was almost crushed on the steps.

Fang Qingyan raised his head with difficulty and looked at Li Yanxiu who had already crossed the stairs, his heart filled with anger.

Ever since they met this group of people from the Eastern Immortal Realm, these people have been targeted.

Fang Qingyan resented his own weakness and resented the other party for mocking him again and again.

Relying on the anger in his heart, Fang Qingyan stepped directly across the nine steps and reached the top of the stairs step by step.

When Fang Qingyan's footsteps landed on the top of the stairs, the pressure on the stairs disappeared instantly. Qin, Elder Colin and the other seven gods did not pay attention for a moment and almost fell to the ground.

Fang Qingyan looked up at the temple in front of him. The white jade-like door seemed to contain a terrifying crisis.

Elder Colin walked up to the stairs, looked at Fang Qingyan aside, and pushed him gently.

"Boy Fang, look at the words written on the top, but you don't know what they are?"

Fang Qingyan looked up and saw three large characters on the top of the clouds, which seemed to be the name of this temple.

The clouds and mist continued to drift, and Fang Qingyan's eyes finally locked on those three characters.

"Bai Yujing? How is it possible? Why is it such a font? Could it be that you are still with me..."

Looking at those three big characters, the pupils in Fang Qingyan's eyes immediately dilated, as if he had seen something terrible. .

Chapter 301

For the first time, Li Yanxiu saw the fear in Fang Qingyan's eyes, and his inner pride was filled again.

In order to show off the strength of the Eastern Immortal Realm, Li Yanxiu stood under the stairs, pointed at the three words on the white jade door and said.

"These are three words written by my Lord. I once asked my Lord what he thought, and this is what he told us."

Li Yanxiu coughed, his eyes full of admiration.

"My Lord once read a poem, which said, "In the sky, there is Baiyujing, with twelve cities and five floors. The immortal stroked my beard and gave me immortality. The three words you see, Baiyujing, are taken from this poem said by my Lord."

"But there is one thing. The three words written by my Lord are said to come from another cosmic civilization. I read it several times at the beginning, but I didn't understand it."

Li Yanxiu touched his beard on his chin and watched the changes on the faces of the seven gods and Fang Qingyan.

Fang Qingyan lowered his head and kept repeating the poem, his face full of bitterness.

Fang Qingyan thought to himself: "It turns out that I am not the only one who has arrived in this world. It seems that the mysterious Lord of the Eastern Fairyland should come from the same place as me."

"I just don't know, is it that the two fellow villagers are in tears when they meet?"

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyan shook his head. He was about to meet the mysterious Lord of the Eastern Fairyland. He was worried and expectant.

On the one hand, he was looking forward to seeing the other party's true face and seeing what his fellow villager looked like.

On the other hand, he was afraid that his secret would be discovered.

Li Yanxiu led everyone to the front door and gently tapped the copper ring on the door.

After three taps, the door opened slowly without wind.

A strong light shone through the door and directly onto the faces of Fang Qingyan and others. Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes and waited quietly for the light to disappear.

When the light disappeared, everyone opened their eyes and saw a hazy figure sitting on the throne.

Fang Qingyan tried hard to see the figure clearly, but no matter how wide his eyes opened, no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the real face of the figure.

It was as if there was a layer of mist around the figure, which was hazy and blocked everyone's peeping.

Li Yanxiu looked at the figure on the throne with reverence on his face. He clasped his fists and bowed his head and said.

"My Lord, those people from the Southern Divine Realm have arrived. I have brought them here."

After saying this, Li Yanxiu immediately stepped back and stood aside.

The group of people from the Eastern Fairyland knelt aside in front of Fang Qingyan and the other three and the Seven Gods.

Kalani and Fang Qingyan were left standing in the middle.

Kalani looked at the figure on the throne and took a long breath.

Kalani said with a cold face: "See you again?"

The figure on the throne slowly stood up from the throne after hearing Kalani's words.

"Yes! We meet again. The last time we met, your strength was not so strong. It seems that you have been practicing hard during this period."

Kalani heard the other party's praise, but there was no expression on his face.

From the moment he entered the temple, he was observing the strength of the Lord of the Eastern Fairyland.

He had contacted the Lord of the Eastern Fairyland a long time ago.

When Kalani saw the other party, he could only feel the deep danger in the Lord of the Eastern Fairyland.

Now, although the sense of danger is not as deep as before, it also makes him know that he is not the opponent of the other party at all.

Kalani said with a cold face: "After so many years of hard training, I thought I could catch up with your strength, but I found that I was wrong. After so much hard training, I still can't sense your strength."

The figure on the throne just shook his head when he heard Kalani's words.

Fang Qingyan stood behind Kalani, listening to the words of the figure, but couldn't judge the other party's gender, which made Fang Qingyan very anxious.

The figure on the temple scanned the group of people behind Kalani, and his eyes slowly fell on Fang Qingyan.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through, and between his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the changes in the other party's body.

The figure's eyes kept falling on Fang Qingyan, and his face showed an expression for the first time.

"This little guy is a bit interesting. He actually hid his true face. Interesting, interesting..."

The figure looked at Fang Qingyan and said in his heart.

But he didn't take it seriously. He just felt that Fang Qingyan had his own purpose and didn't probe too much.

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The figure looked at Fang Qingyan again, and then turned his gaze to Li Yanxiu on the side.

"Li Yanxiu, according to the original agreement, you will take them to the Sun and Moon Tower now."

After saying this, the figure closed his eyes and sat on the throne again.

When Li Yanxiu heard the words of the Lord of the Eastern Fairyland, he immediately bowed his head and agreed.

He led Fang Qingyan and others, first walked out of the temple gate, and then led them to a huge tower.

The tower was half black and half white.

Li Yanxiu looked at Fang Qingyan and others and said seriously.

"You only have three days to enter the Sun and Moon Tower. These three days are enough for you to integrate the aura of the Central Region. Not only can your strength be restored to the peak, but also your strength can be raised to a higher level. I hope you can seize these three days."

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"After three days, I will come here to pick you up!"

After saying this, Li Yanxiu left here.

Fang Qingyan took a deep breath, looked at the giant tower in front of him, and then looked at Qin beside him.

He didn't know the danger in the giant tower, so he could only squeeze Qin's hand and tell her to take good care of herself.

Then the two smiled at each other and went directly into the giant tower.

As soon as he entered the giant tower, Fang Qingyan seemed to have entered another space.

In the space, apart from the stars, the sun and the moon, there was only this huge stone tablet.

The stone tablet was in the center of the space. As soon as Fang Qingyan's figure appeared, the stone tablet began to slowly change and directly turned into the appearance of Fang Qingyan.

The Fang Qingyan transformed from the stone tablet seemed to have copied all the abilities of Fang Qingyan's original body, and even the aura on his body was very similar to Fang Qingyan.

"I am the stele spirit of the first level. As long as you can defeat me, you can enter the next level."

After saying that, the stele spirit turned into a stream of light and rushed directly towards Fang Qingyan's original body.

Fang Qingyan was not willing to be outdone. The golden sword of the sky appeared in his hand and stabbed straight at the stele spirit.

The stele spirit looked at the sword of the sky that appeared in Fang Qingyan's hand, and the light in his hand flashed, and a sword of the sky that was exactly the same as Fang Qingyan's original body also appeared.

The sword of the sky in the stele spirit's hand collided directly with the sword of the sky in the hand of Fang Qingyan's original body. Power.

Chapter 302

The divine dragon spirit contained in the Sword of Heaven-destroying directly swung out a claw and hit the opponent's sword.

The long sword in the hands of the stele spirit also made the same move as the Sword of Heaven-destroying in Fang Qingyan's hand the next moment.

At this moment, Fang Qingyan felt very helpless. No matter what kind of moves he made, the stele spirit could fight back with the same moves.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting between the two sides, Fang Qingyan's physical strength had begun to decline.

Fang Qingyan stepped back and immediately distanced himself from the stele spirit.

He was panting, holding the buzzing Sword of Heaven-destroying, his eyes full of helplessness towards the stele spirit.