Chapter 286 Hundred Years of Red Dust, Kill Me

Until this time, Song Qingluan and Xie Feiyan really joined hands, spread their swords and surrounded Fang Daoming in the middle. However, at this moment, Fang Daoming had seen the strength of the two, and there was no need to keep his hand. Therefore, he gradually exerted his mana to the peak, and his sword spirit gradually formed a sword field, forcing the other party's surging sword spirit away, which was difficult to get close.

Song Qingluan and Xie Feiyan became more and more frightened. At the moment when Fang Daoming's mana surpassed them and urged them to reach the peak, they suddenly had a clear understanding. It turned out that Fang Daoming was just a temptation, and now Fang Daoming really showed his ferocious face.

The endless sword spirit and surging sword spirit pushed Fang Daoming's sword domain wider and wider, and forced the encirclement of the other two people to retreat away. Fang Daoming stood in the center of the sword domain and made a move against Song Qingluan and Xie Feiyan at the same time to deal with Xie Feiyan's sword moves, but it was just a violent move. In 1980, a strong sword spirit was connected at the beginning and end, constantly impacting Xie Feiyan's exquisite sword momentum. No matter how she changed, under Fang Daoming's strong sword spirit, it was also separated. Broken and cannot pose a threat. And there is only one void killing to deal with Song Qing. Between the void and annihilation, the infinite sword spirit is crisscrossed. Even if Song Qingluan's nine-day ethereal sword spirit is no longer mysterious, it gradually gives rise to the feeling of being unsessful.

The people around the battle were shocked. At the moment when Fang Daoming turned the sword gas into the sword domain, there was silence everywhere, and there was no hope of victory. Song Qinghuang's heart was dark. If Song Qingluan lost the fight, he would go to Daomingzong to be a thousand-year-old elder, which was a great loss for Langhuang Academy. , and the other party was about to escape to the extraterritorial starry sky, so how could Song Qingluan deal with himself? I'm afraid that only Zhao Linglong has a trace of joy in his heart. If Xie Feiyan loses, he will go to Daomingzong. In this way, the power of the Xie family in Linglong Villa will be greatly reduced. The Zhao family's power in Linglong Villa can even take this opportunity to unify the mountain gate, making the power of the sect secretly increase greatly.

The more Song Qingluan fought, the more clearly he was. Suddenly, he stopped the attack and accepted the Taoism. Xie Feiyan was quite surprised. Her stunned eyes passed by and she heard Song Qingluan sigh softly: "Don't compare, Qingluan admit defeat."

"What!" When Song Qingluan said this, Xie Feiyan exclaimed, "We haven't done our best yet. Why did we admit defeat like this?"

Song Qingluan said, "Feiyan, I'm not a person who slanders myself. Now I admit defeat, but I just don't want to end up as a Confucian and Taoist jade monk."

When everyone remembered Fang Daoming's previous deeds, they couldn't help but be awe-inspiring. Song Qingluan said, "Qingluan admits defeat and is willing to go to the Fang sect to take the position of elder. The time limit is thousands of years. I don't know what to do?"

Fang Daoming laughed and said, "How can you have an opinion when you are poor? Welcome, welcome."

Xie Feiyan saw that Song Qingluan actually took the initiative to admit defeat. No matter how he continued to fight, he was definitely not Fang Daoming's opponent. Now that Song Qingluan has fulfilled his bet, he must not lose his trust. "Since this, Feiyan has also admitted defeat. The so-called willing to gamble and defeat, Feiyan also went to the master to take the position of elder. The time limit is thousands of years.

"Haha, thank the fairy for coming. It's an honor and honor."

In this way, Song Qinghuang of Langhuang Academy is slightly cold in his heart, but on second thought, "My little sister has been trapped here for hundreds of years, and she has never been able to improve her practice. It's better to go out to change her mood. Maybe there is still a chance."

It's just that although Song Qinghuang has such an idea, the people of the Xie family in Linglong Villa don't have such a mood. Xie Xun's face is even more gloomy and almost dripping into the water: "Little sister, what are you really going to do to give up our Xie family and go to the Taoist elders?"

"Big brother, the so-called willing to gamble and lose. If the little sister breaks the contract, she will no longer think about Taoism and promotion in this life. In the future, the Xie family's affairs will rely on you."

Seeing this behavior, Fang Daoming accepted the two elders in the realm of Yuanshen Yang, and naturally rejoiced, so he released Han Qinghui and others and said to the two leaders: "Two leaders, I don't know if the previous poor marriage proposal has been done yet?"

"Do the count naturally," Zhao Linglong and Song Qinghuang smiled and said, "When we choose an auspicious day, we will marry them."

After this marriage, Emperor Yunzi and Ling Yunzi were overjoyed, and Nie Xiaoqian and Song Miaomiao were even more shy and happy.

When Fang Daoming returned to Daoming Mountain, he not only became a beautiful thing for his disciples, but also earned two profound Taoist elders for the Daoming Sect. Although these two elders entered the Daoming Sect and only cared about their own cultivation and did not ask about the affairs of teaching, the strength of the Taoist sect has doubled.

Ying Wangchen and Sun Wuxing were surprised. Naturally, they were impressed when they heard Fang Daoming talk about the origin of the two. When Fang Daoming asked whether there had been such unique talents as Jian Yixiu thousands of years ago, Ying Wangchen had never heard of the elders in the family. Fang Daoming also gradually knew that the vast land of Shenzhou, the two immortals and demons, so the Taiyi Sect was the most mysterious. Not to mention that the wizard who was better than the sword was the founder of Taiyi, who might be hidden in the depths of the Taiyi Sect and secretly planned everything.

Year after year, the eles of those innate pure yang treasures who were reincarnated and practiced also returned to the Daoming Sect, making the strength of the Daoming Sect flourish to the extreme for a while, but Fang Daoming knew in his heart that all this was just a temporary illusion, like a castle in the air, which collapsed in an instant, so The practice of the disciples is more strict and taught, and they are also particularly serious.

Over the years, Jian Yixiu has been in the future. Seeing that there are only five years left for about 100 years, Fang Daoming finally began to collect the yuan god ideas spread by Long in those years.

In those years, Fang Daoming spread hundreds of yuan gods' ideas to all corners of the vast land of China. He was reincarnated and made his own achievements. Some unfortunately died, and some lived nearly a hundred years. Until now, he has all experienced the reincarnation of life and death. Several of them are the most wonderful, and each of them are different. The fate is also It is very different and omnisive.

On this day, all these genshen ideas returned to Daomingzong one after another, and were all included in the chaotic yuan god realm by Fang Daoming. They gathered together in front of Fang Daoming's original gods and bloomed with an infinite light of enlightenment. Unexpectedly, they gave birth to a humanoid appearance exactly the same as Fang Daoming, but they were not as stable as Fang Daoming. And the facial expression is more light.

Fang Daoming also turned into himself in the chaotic yuan Shen realm and smiled at the other self, "What are you doing?"

The other party smiled more lightly and even laughed a little: "You are so boring, but you just practice hard. You don't know that the benefits of this world and the world of thousands of red dust also account for these many benefits. It's simply violent things. Why don't you give these to me and enjoy it with me? !"

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "So, even if you take it, what can you do, let alone you can't take it."

Fang Daoming said so, and the other party Hongchen himself was furious, "Who said that a family can't take it? Get out of here!"

This red dust idea actually waved its hand and released the Taoism. The brilliant sword power, extremely sharp, and the changing sword moves can also be called mysterious. If these fall in the eyes of others, they will be amazed, but in the eyes of Fang Daoming, it is far from enough. Fang Daoming opened his sword field and surrounded the other party. The Hongchen's thoughts suddenly turned pale: "What is this? When did you practice such a swordsmanship?"

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "This is the result of your enjoyment in the world and my hard work in the mountains."

Fang Daoming said that the sword domain shrank one by one, and at the same time, he bloomed ten thousand sword lights, and cut off the idea of the world fiercely. This world thought suddenly felt a disaster and couldn't help hissing, "If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of loss?"

"Why don't you dare, give up, give up, don't give up, how can you get it?"

After saying a word, Fang Daoming closed his eyes and said no more. There were endless killings in the sword field, and the sword light suddenly rose. Although Hongchen's ideas also resisted, how to offset Fang Daoming's sword momentum? Between thousands of swords, there was a sword to break an idea. It's just strange to say that these red dust ideas were cut off one by one, and even if another one was suddenly born, there was no tendency to decrease.

Hongchen thought laughed: "I know that you are proficient in great wisdom and sword secrets and are good at breaking people's wisdom and spiritual knowledge, but you can't break mine, because I am you, you are me, I have you, and you have me in you. If you open your eyes, you will know that you have me in your eyes, which can never be eliminated."

Fang Daoming didn't seem to hear it, but he didn't move, urging the sword in the sword field more urgently. In this way, he besieged and hanged the idea of Hongchen for several days and smashed it many times. This red dust idea gradually weakened. Although his consciousness gradually faded, it still did not disappear: "Hey, I said that you can't kill me, even if I disappear now, I won't die, because I still exist in the depths of your spiritual spirit, and I can be reborn at any time. Hey, you can't kill me!"

"Really?" Fang Daoming suddenly smiled and said, "Then look at me if there is still you in my eyes?"

As soon as Fang Daoming's words fell, he slowly opened his eyes, and the light of infinite Hongmeng bloomed in his eyes, like a bottomless abyss, and like an endless universe. Hongmeng has not been opened. Except for a chaos, there is no other figure of mortal thoughts.

This red dust idea was suddenly shocked, and finally realized something, and then he shouted, "So it is. So it is. In those years, when you let me out, you didn't have a good heart. You are really powerful, and you actually cut off the past me, me now, and me, and you have cultivated to the realm of selflessness!"

Fang Daoming no longer answered him, but the light of Hongmeng in his eyes became stronger and stronger. When he fell into his own sword field, it provoked boundless changes. The sword field suddenly contracted, gradually gathered Long, and finally turned into an infinite place and disappeared into the chaotic yuan divine realm. The human form of the red dust ideas gathered together. It was also a scream, bursting and turning into countless pure ideas. It was absorbed one by one by the chaotic yuan god realm and turned into invisible, but before it disappeared, the hoarse Chao Fang Daoming left a roar.