Chapter 395: Grandmaster of Fire Dao

Starry Dream.

As Fang Yang continued to accelerate, the battle of Xuanyu finally reached its peak.

Fang Yang and Bai Qisheng both led the four major golden families, forming a bipolar pattern and confronting each other madly.

At the moment, they were confronting each other and were about to start a decisive battle.

Whoever wins will be the winner of the battle of Xuanyu and enjoy a hundred years of destiny!

…

The golden bird soared in the sky, and its whole body was covered by glory.

Its eyes were like golden whirlpools, as if devouring people's souls.

On its big back, there was a tall figure.

He looked like a young man in his early twenties, with a heroic face, but he had the spirit of being the only one who could suppress the four directions.

On the top of the mountain of the earth, Fang Yuedong, Fang Yueze, Fang Anran and others stood.

They looked up at the sky, and their hearts sank, with worries on their faces.

The Bai family is the most mysterious family among the eight golden families.

This clan has a small population, comparable to the true dragon and phoenix species.

And every time a genius emerges, he also has the strength comparable to the ancient great evil in the same realm.

Bai Qisheng at the moment is like this.

"Fang Yuesheng, the Great Sun Golden Crow? Interesting, interesting."

On the back of the Golden Peng, Bai Qisheng spoke lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it shattered the white clouds, trembled the void, and made everyone tremble with fear.

If the Great Sun Golden Crow represents the extreme heat in the world, then the Golden Winged Peng represents the extreme speed in the world, and he is worthy of being so conceited.

"Golden Winged Peng..." Fang Yang's face was calm.

If he was not in the star dream, the dream emperor's phantom was restricted, he would definitely turn into Kunpeng Dharma, and use extreme speed to fight extreme speed.

He is the ancestor of Kunpeng!

...

"Kill."

No need for too much greetings, the two of them collided violently as soon as they met.

In a flash, runes in the sky burst out brilliantly, the wind roared, the fire was dense and raging, and all kinds of magic spells appeared at the same time, which would terrify any ordinary practitioner.

The holy body and Dharma image, what is received is the power of heaven and earth, the power of the domain.

The fight between them is to compete for the ownership of heaven and earth, for wind or fire.

Bai Qisheng held a golden spear and stabbed forward. The spear light swept out like waves, turned into a waterfall, rolled and surged, and the golden vastness was about to drown Fang Yang.

Fang Yang took out a golden feather fan, the feathers were brilliant, as if the sun was burning. He fanned it suddenly, and the fire was raging and surging. The red gold waves rushed to the sky and pressed against Bai Qisheng in the opposite direction.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The hurricane waterfall collided violently with the flame waves, stirring up a majestic white wave, and even caused the void to crack.

What was surprising was that the flame waves actually pressed back.

"Golden Crow Holy Fan." Fang Yuedong exclaimed.

This Golden Crow Holy Fan was far superior to the feather fan in his hand. It was made from a wing of the Golden Crow and contained the power of the Fire Dao.

The reason why he wanted to become the Dao Seed of the Fang family was because of this holy artifact.

"Ah!" Bai Qisheng let out a long roar, his eyes were terrifying, and he rushed at high speed.

It must be said that his speed was too fast, and he actually dodged such a blow.

The others were shocked, secretly thinking that the Peng species was indeed one of the fastest creatures in the world!

"I am extremely fast, overlooking the world." Bai Qisheng shouted coldly, and his whole body was shining with divine light, releasing his life potential.

He wanted to suppress Fang Yang with a sure-kill method.

Because he felt that if Fang Yang continued to delay, he would lose control of the power of heaven and earth and would be in big trouble.

"Bang!"

Bai Qisheng's black hair stood up, and his eyes were like lightning.

The golden-winged Peng bird behind him exploded, evolving into a deep black light. In the black light, there was a faint sound of fish, alarming all directions.

He was going to perform the Kunpeng transformation, which had not yet reached its peak!

During the Kunpeng transformation, a terrifying force would be born, which could be said to be the ultimate force.

Once he succeeded in the transformation, Fang Yang would be suppressed by him.

"Bang--"

However, the next moment, an ancient golden spear suddenly appeared and went straight in front of him.

His pupils suddenly contracted and his face changed.

It was too abrupt.

He had never used this Kunpeng transformation on anyone.

Therefore, it should not be possible for Fang Yang to find an opportunity.

But Fang Yang caught it!

He didn't understand why Fang Yang understood his killer move so well! ?

With a "hum", Bai Qisheng was nailed in the void.

He couldn't move, lost all his true energy, was listless, and was dying.

After only a few rounds of fighting, he was defeated by Fang Yang.

Such a scene made Fang Yuedong and others look dazed.

They couldn't understand why Bai Qisheng seemed to be defeated faster than Sen Zhenlong? !

"Kunpeng transformation?"

Fang Yang murmured in his heart: "Your Kunpeng transformation seems to be seamless, but in fact there are many mistakes. I am the ancestor of Kunpeng!"

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A hundred years of destiny is the delicious fruit enjoyed by the final winner of the Xuanyu War.

It represents not only an identity, but also a status, a unique status.

To a certain extent, it is also an important condition to help practitioners step into the field of young venerables.

It is not an indispensable condition, but having it will complement each other.

Because, in the same era, a large domain can only raise one young venerable.

And this is why many people will regret:

——If Sen Yue had not appeared out of nowhere, then the young venerable of Xuanyu would most likely be Fang Yang.

Of course, Fang Yang never paid much attention to these things.

Because he believed that as long as he wanted to go, the road was under his feet.

But...

Now, he really had a chance to experience the destiny of a hundred years, although it was just a dream of stars.

At this moment, under the leadership of Fang Yang, Fang Yuedong and others rushed to Xuanyu Blessed Land.

Fire eagles flew, three-legged crows flapped their wings, and mysterious fairy sounds rang out.

The breeze blew, blowing the bronze bells of the Chaotian Altar and the silver bells trembled slightly.

The grand altar was complicated in shape, with all kinds of spiritual objects and sacred materials everywhere, squeezing out complicated sacrificial texts.

At this moment, the elders of the big clan and others picked up their pens to write sacrificial texts, swaying them in all directions, and ignited them with the Golden Crow Divine Fire, burning fiercely.

In the central area, Fang Yang stood alone.

He looked like a young man, with a heroic face, a straight figure like a spear or a sword, and a red-gold imperial robe flashing with divine light, which was quite extraordinary.

He just stood there quietly, but he had a domineering momentum that made the ghosts and gods from all directions bow down.

He lowered his eyes slightly and thought:

"I can feel that this world likes me more and more."

"Going out to pick up treasures, jumping off cliffs to get magical skills, and sleeping to realize the truth... are all not false."

"I just don't know if I can make the fake into the real?!"

"Hehe, even if I can make the fake into the real, as long as Sen Yue exists, I will always be a 'fake' and not real."

"It seems that the opportunity for me to seek to step into the field of the young venerable is still in the dream battlefield of the Heavenly Domain."

His mind was like lightning.

Now, he is in a very mysterious state in the process of blessing destiny.

He felt as if there was a tree of enlightenment beside him, adding wisdom and aura to him at all times.

...

Soon, under the guidance of the elders, Fang Yang saluted with both hands, raised them to the sky, and began to worship:

"Today, Fang Yuesheng, from the Golden Family, the Changkong Clan, and the Great Sun Golden Crow lineage, hereby declares the will of heaven and earth, the souls of ancestors with utmost sincerity..."

As soon as the words fell, a red-gold divine light suddenly rose from the sky, illuminating him as if he were born a descendant of gods, precious and extraordinary.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the will of heaven and earth was as real as substance, and was extremely close to him.

The most obvious thing was that in front of him, there seemed to be a vast sea of ​​books opened up.

In it, there were endless perceptions of the world of Xuanyu.

The Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma image in his body seemed to vibrate its wings, passing through the void, and pounced on a red area in the vast sea of ​​books.

Buzz.

Buzz.

His body trembled, and joy appeared in his eyes.

The familiar feeling came again.

With a bang, his body shook.

Grandmaster of the Way of Fire!

Incredibly, he actually became a Grandmaster of the Dao of Fire.

Grandmasters are rare in the world.

Even most saints may not have such a high level of attainment in a school.

Because Grandmasters belong to the realm of Great Saints!

It is conceivable why Fang Yang is so happy now.