Chapter 1562

Hey, hey.

Fang ling'er groaned in pain. Her tears, covering her head, dropped down her smooth cheeks, changing from clear to dirty.

She raised her head, and with a trembling look in her eyes, she saw that there was no intact place in the hundreds of miles in front of her, full of scars and floating soil.

In the bumpy scene, the two people had no control power. They fought with each other madly, adding fists and feet one at a time. The wind, fire and thunder followed at four o'clock.

Dong!

Yang Chou blew out with a fist, and the black light shone. In an instant, he smashed the void in front of him, and then formed a black hole with strong suction. It was deep, cold and dark, as if he were choosing people to eat.

Fang Haotian looked at this smile and was as cold as a sword. He was surrounded by sword Qi and formed a sword shield to block any killing moves ten meters away.

Click, click!

There was a strange sound.

The sword shield was twisted under the attack of suction, but it was still strong without any damage. The sword shield was extremely hard.

Fang ling'er quickly turned around and left while the two were facing each other.

At present, in the face of a fight between two immortals, if she is close, she will die if she is affected. Since Fang Haotian can't be helped, running is the last word.

It's not easy to live again. Naturally, I don't want to die like this!

Besides, I haven't had enough delicious food yet!

I'm going to die. I'm sure I won't close my eyes.

When he rushed to a hill, Fang ling'er fell and sat on the ground. He often breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the scene where the two fought. Another energy hurricane revolved, the earth sank again, and the curtain in the air was filled.

"Ha ha!" Fang linger heard Fang Haotian smile and said excitedly, "it seems that someone is just so strong in the eternal realm. Of course, this may be the last struggle of your body."

What Fang Haotian said makes people feel confused. After all, isn't it Yang Chou who did it? Why do you want to add another word?

In fact, this is not the case. Both Fang Haotian and Fang linger know that Yang Chou is not in front of them.

But an empty body without a soul.

The body is very strong and powerful, but because Yang Chou's soul accidentally entered it and Fang Haotian's thunder fell, all the muscle memories of the body were stimulated, just like the emblem engraved on the body, suddenly lived.

Created a strong illusion of Yang Chou.

But in fact, Yang Chou's three souls are afraid to be located in Lingtai, ventricle and Dantian, which correspond to the three souls of heaven and earth.

And Fang Haotian's purple thunder added to protect his soul, which made the three colors in front of his body reflect each other.

So Fang Haotian didn't use his soul power, because he knew that the body had no soul. If he rashly shot, he accidentally stabbed the place where Yang Chou's three souls were locked, and he was afraid he would kill Yang Chou on the spot.

"I don't know if you can understand me!" Fang Haotian said casually, smiled and said, "forget it. Whether you understand it or not, I'll take it as if you understand it."

"Accept the purification, and your body will be reborn and present in this world as the body of a person with unlimited future."

Fang Haotian's voice didn't fall, and the red and black strange light in his eyes flashed away, as if he knew and was angry, so he raised his feet and stamped on the ground.

Boom!

The ground is deeply sunk for tens of meters and cracks like a spider's web around. Within hundreds of meters, no inch is intact.

Yang Chou's body has rushed in. After taking off, he shuttled through the void, galloped all the way, and spent a blow with endless power.

There is no superfluous words or actions. Where this fist passes, the void is broken, and the fist style is like a knife, cutting the surrounding space, just like cutting the paper!

Tear.

Fang Haotian's sword shield within ten meters in front of him was cut like a film and hit with a fist, which forced Fang Haotian to resist with all his strength!

The energy from the eternal environment is overwhelming. At the moment of the impact of this fist, Fang Haotian's Chixiao Yanlong sword clanked, as if he had met a respectable opponent.

The sword rises and stands horizontally.

When the fist reaches, the wind is frightened.

Around, an energy storm filled the air, crazy, expanding and covering in all directions.

Plant debris becomes dust and fly ash. With the force of impact, it flies away or is swallowed up by layers of black holes in the void.

This energy was so strong that it destroyed almost one tenth of the star.

In situ, around the space where they are, they are fragmented, black holes, void storms and strange animals roar one after another, swallowing them at any time.

They still looked the same, their energy was irritable and disorderly, but their breath seemed more distant and long, waiting for the outbreak at any time.

"Yang Chou, I don't know if you can hear it, but I can only try."

"Your three souls are divided. The soul of the ventricle is your life soul and the foundation of the body that dominates everything."

"Now you have to find a way to return the three souls to one. Yes, the three purple controls half of the body, so as to devour it."

"This is your last chance! We must do it! "

Fang Hao said to heaven. Suddenly a strong wind came. He was so surprised that he turned his head. The fierce wind wiped the bridge of his nose, spilling blood and blood.

Half a step back, Fang Haotian bared his teeth and secretly congratulated himself on his speed.

But with a fixed eye, Yang Chou's body rarely grinned, and suddenly Er hit.

His knees tightened as a shell fell.

Fang Haotian lifted his sword and moved. The seven stars piled up under his feet. He was like a wandering dragon and shocked the world. He blinked and pulled out hundreds of meters away.

Boom!

Yang Chou's body was suddenly on the ground, and the ground turned into powder. The space was broken. The abyss opened its eyes and swallowed him in a moment of darkness.

No.

Fang Haotian was surprised, but his expression was still dignified. In a trance, he suddenly felt the cold hair explode and shuddered back a few steps.

When the space was broken, a figure crashed out of the void, passed through the position Fang Haotian had stood before, and rushed out hundreds of meters quickly.

Get your life back!

Fang Haotian secretly rejoiced, but he was still nervous. His fighting instinct was too strong. From the way he shot, what he was good at was definitely physical skill.

There is no sword, no sword weapon, but it can bring him. As long as he is not careful, he will die without a whole body.

Strong!

Is this the existence of immortality?

Even if you carry the Chixiao Yanlong sword, you can only stand with it. Do you have to spend a lot of time trying to kill him?

Moreover, he has been suppressed for tens of millions of years, and his body is definitely not as good as in the past. At that time, his soul was still there, his body was strong and his strength was superior. How long can he persist under him?

After thinking for a while, Fang Haotian was awe inspiring.

The answer is actually very simple. Even if you use the Chixiao Yanlong sword in your hand, you can only barely save your life, but being immortal is also a serious injury.

The ancient pressure makes the invincible dragon soul a little afraid. It may not be afraid to fight alone, but it is even more difficult to protect itself from death.

Take a deep breath, Fang Haotian is silent for a while, holding a sword against it, waiting for the other party's hand.

Because Fang Haotian can't finish attacking and killing him now. If he makes a rash move, he's afraid that he will die first.

So Fang Haotian can only choose to attack later.

The strange light on Yang Chou's body flashed again. Three purple colors were still shaking, and his whole body was occupied by red and black.

"Ha ha." Suddenly, Yang Chou's body opened its mouth and smiled. It was very hoarse and helpless.

"Laughing?" Fang Haotian frowned and looked at him, a little surprised.

After all, it's shocking that a corpse can laugh.

"This is not the voice of the body, but Yang Chou's!" I don't know how far away, Fang linger suddenly shouted.

She knew why the body stopped for so long. Obviously, it was because Yang Chou was seizing control of the body.

Just because his strength is too weak, he can only control a little small meridians and laugh, which is the result of his best efforts.

"What should I do?" Fang Haotian asked with a sword. Now he is scarred. Although it's nothing, it's afraid that it will affect the battle endurance for a long time.

"Brother Haotian, use thunder to split the left half of Yang Chou's body and use external force to help Yang Chou run through his meridians."

"Since you can only control a small half of the meridians up to now, as long as the thunder force is enough to rush away the other meridians, you will be able to accelerate Yang Chou's control!"

Fang Haotian nodded when he heard the speech, but he didn't know how to do it.

After all, his control over the thunder is there. If he misses, Yang Chou will die!

Whew!

Suddenly, the wind was shaking and the sky was roaring.

When!

The swords and fists intersected, and there was indeed a sound of gold and iron. Before the sound fell, Fang Haotian was shot out like a shell. Like a comet with a long tail, he rushed hundreds of miles away and hit a mountain peak.

After the dull noise, the top of the mountain broke. In the rolling smoke, sections of rocks turned into stones from the sky and fell to the ground with a roar.

Fang linger chased after him in horror.

She didn't expect that her body, which was competing for control with Yang Chou, would suddenly take a shot, let alone Fang Haotian.

At the foot of the mountain, Fang Haotian stood with his sword. It didn't seem to matter, but his right hand was trembling. In the blink of an eye, blood dripping down the sword on the ground. The fragrant grass was in full bloom and full of vitality.

Chixiao Yanlong sword was punched as if it hit the dragon soul, which made the dragon soul roar and seem angry.

This punch is so strong!

Fang Haotian grinned. Ling'er gave her a look and motioned her to leave.

Yang Chou's body appeared again. He came out of the void and held a long worm in his hand.

Drag it out, crush it, hit it on the ground.

The process is flowing, and the action is decisive without hesitation, as if it is as simple as crushing a bug.

"Empty God snake!" Seeing the snake head on the ground, Fang linger retreated in panic and quickly hid far away.