Although he had already thought about dying here when he went to the battle. △He was not afraid of disappointment, but he could never allow himself not to struggle and die here silently.

He could not let himself do this. Even if he died, he would have to fight at the last moment. After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling desperately urged the Tathagata Dharma body. At this moment, he used the seal of no self in all dharmas.

I am no longer among all dharmas, and all dharmas will naturally do nothing to me. This is the essence of all dharmas’ selfless seal.

After pinching all Dharma No Self Seals, Fang Ling urged his Xuanpin Yuanying who could only use one-third of his strength to turn the Demon-Resistant Banner into a black lotus under his feet, constantly swallowing the flames.

Various flames gathered together in the void.

The sea of ​​fire formed by these flames surrounded Fang Ling in the middle, but no matter how crazy these flames were, they could not burn Fang Ling at all.

Even the black lotus slowly swallowed a lot of the flames around Fang Ling.

But the Guiyun Daozun, who sat on the monster and had boundless flames gathered around him, looked extremely calm.

His eyes looked at Fang Ling, as if he was looking at a dead person. Although Fang Ling blocked his attack at this time, he was not in a hurry at all. In his opinion, Fang Ling had only one way to die at this moment.

The power of the great way of heaven and earth will not be exhausted as long as the heaven and earth is immortal.

But Fang Ling is different. At this time, Fang Ling's power can be said to be much less supplemented than used. If you continue to consume this, as long as Fang Ling's power is consumed, then he will have a dead end.

This is like a problem of strategy and tactics. Both sides fight. Many times, no matter how powerful your tactics are, in the case of strategic errors, the heaviest victory still belongs to others.

Fang Ling condensed the Dharma body of Tathagata, and the golden faith power he gathered could be imagined, but just supported in the rolling sky fire for a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling felt that his golden energy was a little weak afterwards.

It’s not that the supply of golden energy has decreased, but that it is consuming it too fast.

Fang Ling did not doubt that as long as he persisted like this, it would not take long for his own self-sealing seal to collapse.

Fang Ling is not a person who is waiting to die. But what he can do now seems to be just persistence besides persistence.

Is there really no way to escape?

Fang Ling looked up at the starry sky, and a trace of depression arose in his heart. Whether there is a way to escape is actually very clear. There seems to be an invisible force constraint outside the Zhou Dynasty and the Commercial Bureau.

With his means, he could not escape the shackles of this power.

Although the Zhou Realm is very big, it is only for mortals. For people like him and Gui Yun Daozun, the Zhou Realm is really too small, and there is no place for him to escape.

By activating the black lotus platform, letting the lotus platform turn into a black lotus sea, Fang Ling resisted Guiyun Daozun for more than half an hour.

But this consumed all the power of his Xuanpin Yuanying.

Under the Zhou Dynasty, countless people were looking up at the sky. These people were not just monks. There were also many ordinary mortals.

There are endless flames in the sky, and this kind of situation makes monks more afraid than mortals. Mortals do not know what the flames in the sky are. Although they are afraid, all they can do is kneel on the ground and pray for the True Dao Dao Zun.

But monks are different. Even the lowest level monks have a sense of the most powerful flame in the world.

It is this understanding that makes them afraid of these flames.

They were afraid that the flame would fall even if it was a little bit behind, and they were even more afraid that the flame would fall on them.

Some of the Nascent Soul Ancestors saw the rolling sky fire and had a miserable face. Although they were called honorary ancestors, they could not hold on to it under this flame.

It can even be said that in this case, they do not have any advantage compared to ordinary mortals.

Many people hide in the place with sea and rivers, but doing so is just deceiving themselves and seeking a kind of psychological comfort.

Many of them knew that in fact, the flames in the sky could burn a big river in just one ball.

Although the endless ocean looks endless, it cannot stop the burning of the infinite flames.

For them, the means of the people fighting in the sky, moving mountains and filling the seas is no longer enough to describe. This is simply a magical power to change the world.

Who is fighting? This is the thought in many people.

The most calm person in the entire Zhou Dynasty should be said to be Mr. Zhiyi. At this time, Mr. Zhiyi was drinking water and looking up at the sky.

As the five most powerful people in the world, he also has the ability to enter the earth, and he still has eyesight. The moment the monster surrounded by flames appeared, he felt a chill.

The monster gave him a feeling that he could not resist, especially when the ferocious beast swallowed Fang Ling's head, he felt that Fang Ling was about to finish.

After Fang Ling blocked the head, he felt that the gap between him and Fang Ling was getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, looking at Fang Ling, who was surrounded by seven giants and various flames were approaching around him, Mr. Zhiyi could only sigh in his heart.

Fang Ling is over, and he can't hold on for long, but Mr. Zhiyi has to admit that he can only look up to Fang Ling.

After all, the mana of this person is too strong, so he has no confidence to resist.

Fang Ling is dead, will that person come over to continue to kill the entire Zhou Dynasty? Even if he is not killed, the people in Zhou Dynasty are actually animals kept in their cages, and they are slaughtered no matter when they are.

People like Fang Ling, who are rarely seen once every tens of thousands of years, will die like this, and then there will be no possibility of resistance in the Zhou Dynasty in the future.

His divine thoughts were sent to the surroundings and found that most mortals prayed could survive this disaster.

Those monks prayed about the same thing, which made Mr. Zhiyi feel a little sad.

Then he shook his head again. The reason why he felt uncomfortable was because he knew too much. As long as he knew less, their expectations might become the same.

"Boy, after you die, I will let the entire Zhou Dynasty bury you with you. You don't have to thank me too much." A faint voice sounded from Guiyun Daozun's mouth again. As he said, the seven huge heads rushed towards Fang Ling almost at the same time.

At this time, Fang Ling's seal of all Dharmas has collapsed, and the magic power in his body is only enough for him to pinch the seal of the Treasure Bottle to protect it.

The moment the seven giants fell, Fang Ling felt that this time, he was probably going to be buried here!

From traveling into this bizarre world to the present, Fang Ling has experienced a lot of death, but he feels that he has never been as powerless as this time when facing death.

It was indeed powerless, and Fang Ling could not sense any way he lived.

But he would never want to die silently like this. Even if he died, he would fight to the end.

Even if he dies, he will let the seemingly lofty Daozun fall a piece of flesh. He will let the Guiyun Daozun know that he is not a corrupt person.

One hundred and eight Dharma seals were pinched out from Fang Ling's Dharma Body, a golden giant pestle, a huge treasure vase, and a giant fist that pushed the four directions...

The endless might and the endless mad domineering pushed towards the rolling flames.

Fang Ling in black also flew out of Fang Ling's body at this moment, and endless black lotus turned into a black sea of ​​lotus in front of Fang Ling.

This lotus sea was invisible at a glance. The rolling sky fire fell into the lotus sea. Some were extinguished, but more of them turned the lotus sea into a dark red color.

With the use of these two magic tricks, Fang Ling's two clones became extremely weak, and the seven huge heads, which looked like snakes but not snakes, and dragons but not dragons, rushed towards Fang Ling like a flying.

Guiyun Daozun was sneering.

In his opinion, although Fang Ling's methods are good among Taoists, they are too far behind him.

Struggling to death, mantis armed in a car.

At this moment, a huge snake head was already shrouded in a dozen feet above Fang Ling's body. Just lower your head, you can swallow Fang Ling directly.

Although this python is just a Dharma body, it contains infinite magic power. As long as it is swallowed, Fang Ling will have no way to die.

At this moment, Fang Ling seemed to have only one dead end besides entering the giant snake's big mouth obediently.

Mr. Zhiyi, who was standing on the ground, felt a little sad in his heart. He felt that things should be over.

Although Fang Ling is a strong man, he is too far from Dao Zun. It is not easy to be able to hold on for such a long time.

But just as he picked up a cup of tea and was about to give Fang Ling, the few people he had admired in his life, he saw Fang Ling's body suddenly pinch the sword technique, and the nine Shangqingtian Thunder Swords gathered into a sword light in the void and slashed towards the giant python coming into the air.

This sword is not too fast!

This sword is even less domineering!

This sword gives people the feeling that it is peaceful and full of righteousness. It is a sword that brings peace to heaven and earth!

With the slash of this sword, the giant who was originally circling above Fang Ling's head and was about to swallow Fang Ling's entire person was cut open from the middle.

The moment this giant was cut off, it exploded in the void, turning into starry sky fire, and exploded in the void.

Guiyun Daozun, who had been sitting cross-legged on the strange beast and proudly flew into the air, turned extremely ugly at this moment.

His narrow and long eyes, which were as unchanging as stagnant water, were filled with anger. If his eyes could kill people, Fang Ling could have let him kill hundreds of times at this time.

"Strange, I wanted you to die happily. Today you hurt my Dharma body. I want you to enjoy the 999-year death sentence. I want your soul to not gather forever. I want you to suffer thousands of tortures." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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