Chapter 342 Disguise

Since the execution of Ren Ningning, Jiang Jian and others, it is obvious that there are almost no people who dare to block Fang Yang's way forward.

Indeed, the fighting power he showed that day was terrifying.

The drizzle was falling.

The mist in the clouds gradually rose, blocking the view.

Fang Yang sat cross-legged on the head of the silver sword dragon and rushed straight to Chongtongtian Peak.

"Crack--"

A bright light flashed across the gray sky, and thunder sounded.

The next moment, lightning flashed across the sky, like a dancing silver snake, gorgeous and amazing, making a deafening roar.

Along with it, there were two streams of light, one blue and one purple.

The blue stream of light was a woman wearing a blue dress and a veil on her face.

From the pure and upright aura around her, it was clear that she was a cultivator from a famous and righteous family.

The purple stream of light was a demon cultivator with a hideous face and a dark light all over his body.

The aura of the person was extremely ferocious and terrifying, making people afraid.

Now, the two streams of light were chasing and floating on the far left.

The demon was chasing the female cultivator, and from time to time he let out a lewd laugh, which made people feel sick.

But...

Fang Yang was still very peaceful, and continued to sit cross-legged on the head of the silver sword dragon.

No matter how the thunder roared or how the streams of light flashed, he remained motionless, without any joy, anger, sorrow, or emotion, and his eyes were very peaceful.

He was watching a show.

Watching the show that the two suspected saints were going to perform for him.

"Fellow Daoist, I am from the Qingqiu Zhengnian lineage. Please help me, and I will repay you."

"Hmph, fellow Daoist, don't listen to her nonsense. She is actually a demon cultivator, and she dared to steal my storage bag!"

The two chased each other and scolded each other crazily.

Unknowingly, they slowly approached Fang Yang.

At that moment, the two exchanged glances.

They seemed to be going to exert their strength together, forming a Yin-Yang formation, to strangle Fang Yang!

"Clang..."

Fang Yang's eyes flashed coldly.

He drew out the thousand-year-old peach wood sword from his waist, and the sound of the sword was clanging.

The two were delighted when they heard the sound, thinking that Fang Yang was about to fall into their trap.

But Fang Yang was not saving people, but wanted to kill them both!

The clanging sound rang out, and the frosty white sword light was like a wave, spreading endless frosty white ripples, shaking the world, causing the mist to dissipate and the dark clouds to retreat.

With a bang, the vast sword energy and sword light rolled up, rolling up thousands of feet high, submerging the female cultivator and the demon cultivator together.

"You are a demon."

The female cultivator changed color, tore off her disguise directly, and a cave-heaven Dharma image appeared behind her.

This cave-heaven Dharma image contained the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers, the flowers, birds, fish and insects, as if it contained a world.

Every move was accompanied by the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Under the premise that Panluo Great Sage was being paid attention to, it was obvious that she was a saint from the same lineage as Ren Ningning.

Of course, the saint in front of him was not the real body.

She was a special incarnation of the peak of the fifth level.

"Humph, I underestimated you." Another demon cultivator also tore off the shackles.

On him, the dark light shrank and condensed into a point, and the divine feathers flew, like a dark three-legged crow.

In today's world, only the royal family of the Great Xuan Dynasty can show such a situation and power!

"Dark three-legged crow?" Fang Yang's eyes condensed, and the power from the depths of his blood was trembling and angry.

Bang——

Don't say too much if you don't agree.

The three of them jumped up with all their strength, released their auras to each other, and fought fiercely.

Immediately, they collided suddenly and fought in a group.

Facing the incarnations of the two saints, Fang Yang could no longer continue to use Fang Nian's means to easily fight the enemy.

His black hair was flying, black waves appeared behind him, big fish were sinking and floating, crashing into the opponent, and a golden bird was roaring in the sky, rushing forward.

When the black Kun and golden roc phantoms appeared, his momentum increased tenfold, a hundredfold, and a thousandfold.

He became more and more fierce and powerful, as if he wanted to destroy this sea of ​​clouds.

The cold light in his eyes became more and more sinister, and the spears under his hands were waving in the wind, and the whole body released a sacred light, which was terrifying.

Unbelievably, he was able to suppress the two saints by himself.

"Black Kun, golden roc, Kunpeng? How is it possible!?"

The faces of the two saints changed drastically, and the alarm bells in their hearts were shaking wildly.

They naturally knew that the little guy in front of them was determined to walk out of a new path for the Fang family.

But even if he had the help of the Mori family and the Liangji Beppu family, he should be the strongest to evolve into a carp eagle form.

But why, at this age, he can evolve into a form similar to Kunpeng?

This is incredible.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Yang's face was grim, and his whole body was covered with runes, dazzling and dazzling.

The majestic golden blood rushed into the sky, rumbling, and it was like a big bell shaking, which instantly fixed the male saint's incarnation.

The world was trembling, and the sea of ​​clouds was collapsing.

With a tearing sound, the spear tip broke through the body, and the male saint's incarnation was directly torn into pieces, and the dark three-legged crow also wailed and dissipated.

This attack was too terrifying, and no one was not shocked.

The female saint's incarnation roared to the sky and delivered the last attack.

The cave heaven behind her exploded, endless storms blew, lightning intertwined, runes filled the sky, and the breath of destruction was born.

She knew that she had no chance of winning, so she wanted to pull Fang Yang and die together!

"Boom!"

Fang Yang stood still, with flames burning on his body and endless heat rising.

Then he was wearing a scarlet robe, with tiger patterns and a cape on his shoulders.

In the robe, a special fire turned into a divine light flowing, warm and vigorous, blazing.

Not only that, a divine ring formed by the condensation of fire appeared around the robe, like a fairy's ribbon, floating like the wind, making Fang Yang look like the god of fire.

Holy weapon, the flame robe!

The female saint's incarnation's unethical attack allowed Fang Yang to use the force to fight back and activate the flame robe to protect himself.

"Holy weapon..."

In the last glance, the female saint's incarnation had hatred in her eyes, but also greedy green light.

The holy weapon is unique and extremely rare.

If she could also have a holy weapon, I'm afraid the battle would not end so easily.

With a buzzing sound, the world trembled.

At the time of parting, the strong wind once again set off a climax, and the terrible thunder and lightning were gradually spreading, and even space cracks were born.

But Fang Yang's figure remained motionless, standing majestically in the clouds.

After a moment.

He tapped his feet lightly, and the void rippled.

Immediately, a silver sword dragon composed of vitality gradually emerged and stretched.

He stepped on the silver sword dragon and continued to flee towards Tongtian Peak.

At this time, he had almost walked half of Tongtian Peak.

Soon, he would be able to meet Qing Rushang again and complete half of the dream adventure mission!

Although in his heart, he wanted to pass through the dream world quickly, and directly use Tata to open it, rushing around, and feeling refreshed.

But the more such moments, the more he could be patient, weaving beautiful dreams bit by bit.

Kunpeng Spirit Body, Kunpeng Saint Body, and even Kunpeng Immortal Body, he would definitely take them one by one.

By that time, he would definitely have the hope of matching the Cambrian sub-zun, spreading his wings, and flying freely in the sky!