The golden light was like a tide, instantly covering Yan Chenzhou's body. Yan Chenzhou pinched his fingers and punched him into the void.

This punch was so powerful that it was unrivaled!

The rushing golden light instantly separated from the void under this invincible punch. However, the huge fist, which was like a mountain and a mountain, still swung towards the direction of the treasure bottle.

But at this moment, a smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.

The golden light separated by the giant fist formed a golden circle when Fang Ling smiled, which directly circled Yan Chenzhou in the middle.

Yan Chenzhou's expression changed and he wanted to soar into the air, but the golden light was recycled like lightning, and directly connected the golden light into the golden treasure vase.

This was just a blink of an eye, but it was just such a blink of an eye that left everyone present there.

They couldn't believe it was true, but their eyes told them that there was nothing wrong with it.

Jin Wenzhang rubbed his eyes hard and confirmed that he was not wrong.

Yan Chenzhou had always been an invincible existence in his eyes. Now, Yan Chenzhou had just taken action and was actually put away by Fang Ling with a strange bottle.

This shouldn't be, it's even more unscientific!

Although he knew that this was just Yan Chenzhou's clone!

However, this clone, which carries 80% of Yan Chenzhou's strength, should not have been included in the strange treasure vase just by taking action.

Could it be that this treasure vase is an amazing magic weapon?

Many people cannot believe that this is true, but now. Whether they believe it or not is no longer the most important thing. The most important thing now is Huo Dongjie's safety.

The giant pestle fell from the sky and hit Huo Dongjie's head. From the moment Yan Chenzhou flew over, Huo Dongjie's heart was already in his stomach.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Fang Ling is, even if he has the means, it is useless to face Yan Chenzhou.

In his heart, Yan Chenzhou is invincible. No one can disobey Yan Chenzhou's will. Liu Qiushui cannot do it, and the people of the Divine Sect cannot do it, and this Rubik's Cube Ling cannot do it either.

If it weren't for the two attempts by Master Yan, he would have died in Fang Ling's hands. In the dark, he seemed to have a slight sense, that is, as long as he, Huo Dongjie, could escape this disaster, it would be even more difficult for Fang Ling to kill himself in the future.

In this disaster, I must escape!

But just now he was full of confidence in his escape, but now, this confidence suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Even the ancestor Yan Chenzhou was taken back. Can he still fight this giant pestle?

He had already sacrificed all the last magic weapon, so what else could he use to resist this giant pestle?

The further you escape, the safer you will be. Maybe you will run for a moment. Master Yan will be able to rush out of the vase.

The golden giant pestle intimidated the world, and the mighty divine power had long been imprinted in Huo Dongjie's heart, knocking his rare sense of resistance into pieces.

Some people can maintain a rare calmness in the face of adversity, but some people have long been disturbed by fear when facing adversity.

When faced with fear, they were panicked. When faced with fear, they could think of only one word, that is escape.

Huo Dongjie's Wanli Cloud Smoke Technique is very fast, so fast that it is a bit irresistible. Under this fast Wanli Cloud Smoke Technique, Huo Dongjie believes that as long as he gives himself a few breaths, he can run thousands of feet away.

A thousand feet away, who can catch himself?

Huo Dongjie turned his head and ran away. I wondered when the moment he turned his head, the huge vajra had already smashed him hard.

The giant pestle moved, and the golden light shone, and Huo Dongjie's body shattered in the void. A jade talisman protected his newly achieved Nascent Soul Spirit, rushed out of his broken body, and continued to run forward.

After running ahead, there is hope. He is still running, hoping to escape this disaster.

But the golden giant pestle, wrapped in the divine power that swept across all things, caught up with Huo Dongjie's Nascent Soul Spirit. Before the huge jade talisman could become a finger that could destroy all directions, the giant pestle had already divided into three in the air.

The Nascent Soul that had been heading towards Huo Dongjie, the primordial spirit of Huo Dongjie, and the jade talisman.

The golden light flashed, and the rolling power enveloped the sky. In the vast golden light, Huo Dongjie let out a shrill roar.

He was not convinced, he had become the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, his era was coming, and he was about to become another powerful man in the Hantian Gate.

He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he doesn't want to die...

But the vast golden light could not hear his whine, his unwillingness, his dissatisfaction, and he directly wiped out everything he had under the rolling golden light.

Death, Huo Dongjie is now facing death!

Huo Dongjie died and nothing was left. The invincible finger immediately blasted the giant diamond that bombarded him into pieces, but it could not change Huo Dongjie's shrill scream in this vast golden light.

The dead Nascent Soul Ancestor, the dead genius, and the dead Huo Dongjie!

Overall, they are all dead, one who has nothing to do with importance, dead, clean dead.

Looking at the rolling Jin Yun, everyone's thoughts were very different. Although the ancestor Chong Jun had no friendship with Huo Dongjie, he felt sad at this time that the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and his lips died and his teeth were cold. As for others, they were like drinking water, and they knew the cold and warmth.

There was a hint of joy in Fang Ling's eyes. He tried to get hurt and urged four of the nine seal techniques obtained from the 108 Buddha statue handprints to kill Huo Dongjie.

And now, Huo Dongjie is really dead. His death made his feeling as if he was on his back and like a thorn in his throat disappear completely, and even a little more enlightenment in his heart.

In fact, Fang Ling knew a little in his heart that the reason why he was concerned about Huo Dongjie was that he had not killed him three times. If he didn't have this concern, Huo Dongjie might not be able to make any waves in his hands in the future.

But if you don't kill him, you will feel really unhappy.

"boom!"

Just as his thoughts flashed, a shocking sound suddenly sounded in his ears. With this sound, the huge golden vase suddenly shattered through the void.

Yan Chenzhou, wearing a long robe, was like a god and demon who had slashed the world. He flew over from the golden fragments and recognized him with cold eyes, impliciting endless murderous intent.

There is only one object these murderous intents look at, that is Fang Ling.

The vase made of the Treasure Vase Seal was actually broken by him so simply. This made Fang Ling unexpectedly.

However, his mind was as firm as steel, so when he faced Yan Chenzhou's solidification, he not only did not retreat, but instead looked at each other bravely.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Chenzhou's mouth, but this smile was very cold, so cold that it made people feel a little cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"In the past few years, you have been the first person to kill Yan's disciples in front of Yan. With this, Yan will make you never be reborn forever!" Yan Chenzhou looked at Fang Ling and his words were calm.

This is a very calm speech, without any anger, nor any excitement, as if he was talking to Fang Ling about the most ordinary thing.

But the more this happens, the more heartbreaking it makes people feel, which shows Yan Chenzhou's determination not to give up until he kills Fang Ling. This makes many people even more cautious about Fang Ling.

After Fang Ling's heart trembled for a moment, he looked at each other again fearlessly. His goal was not to kill Huo Dongjie, but to defeat Yan Chenzhou. He wanted to move away the mountain that had been pressing on his heart for many years, and to give Hua Shuying a real autonomy.

If I am afraid of Yan Chenzhou now, how can I achieve my goals?

So he looked at each other coldly!

Even though his cultivation level is still a little different from Yan Chenzhou's current level, Fang Ling must not be afraid of it psychologically.

One thought flashed in his heart. He had escaped from Yan Chenzhou's hands twice, and this time, he would also escape from his hands.

You must never die at Yan Chenzhou's hands!

Thoughts changed a lot, Fang Ling only said in his mouth, that is: "Since you are going to fight, just let the horse come over!"

"Uncle Master, does Fang Ling have any hope of winning this time?" Zhang Haochuan looked at Fang Ling standing in the air and asked in a low voice at the old man on his left.

The old man stared at Yan Chenzhou tightly. When he heard Zhang Haochuan’s question, he turned his head and said, “What hope did you say?”

"I'm talking about the hope of victory!" Zhang Haochuan's voice was filled with a hint of affirmation.

The old man looked at Zhang Haochuan indifferently, and then said, "You may not know much about what kind of person Yan Chenzhou is. Let me tell you that three hundred years ago, since he defeated Zhuge Cangsheng, he has been one of the recognized powerful people in the world."

"Although it is still difficult for a powerful man to break through the Nascent Soul realm and go further, the difference between a powerful man and an ordinary Nascent Soul monk is not something you can understand."

"Although Fang Ling's methods are very powerful and he also has the potential to become a powerful man, he had almost no hope under Yan Chenzhou's hands!"

When the old man said this, he said heavily: "What I said is hope for escape!"

After hearing what the old man said so simply, Zhang Haochuan's expression suddenly dimmed. But in the end he still gritted his teeth and said to the old man: "Although you said that, I still think that Fang Ling still has hope."

Another old man glanced at Zhang Haochuan and said softly: "Haochuan, sometimes people have to face reality."

"He has no hope. If you don't want Yan Chenzhou to take his anger on our Qiangui Valley, it's better not to show your friendship with him."

On the other side, Li Jinhu was silent. The Yi Zhangyuan beside him whispered: "Senior Brother, you are the hope of our Tianxiayuan. The ancestors will never allow you to do whatever you want." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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