Fang Ye was talking to Xiao Fusheng, and suddenly he looked into the distance as if aware, with a strange smile on his face. There was some confusion on Xiao Fusheng's face, and he also looked in the direction where Fang Ye's eyes were. After a moment, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he took a deep look at Fang Ye, with an unconcealable shock deep in his eyes. In that direction, the demonic clouds filled with demonic energy were approaching quickly. When Mo Yunxiao was three hundred miles away from Xiao Fusheng, Xiao Fusheng sensed Mo Yunxiao's aura. But Fang Ye sensed it in advance. Based on Mo Yunxiao's speed, Fang Ye's sensing range was at least a thousand miles away! Not long after, a figure came towards this place quickly. Demonic energy surged around this person, and it turned out to be Mo Yunxiao from the Underworld Demon Sect in the Zixuan Galaxy. "Fang Ye, Xiao Fusheng, I heard that you two were here, so I rushed all the way to join you. In the last three days, the world of Guangling will definitely not be too peaceful. I hope we can form an alliance." Mo Yunxiao He greeted Fang Ye and Xiao Fusheng from a distance. Mo Yunxiao's cultivation has also reached the realm of the Emperor, and his power of luck is about two hundred feet. Compared with Fang Ye and Xiao Fusheng, he is a little dwarfed. Fang Ye¡¯s expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly wary. When Fang Ye and Ye Youtian of Liyue Galaxy were fighting on the Haoran Star Platform, he sensed Mo Yunxiao¡¯s murderous intention towards him. Now that Mo Yunxiao has arrived at this juncture, Fang Ye feels that this guy has no good intentions. Xiao Fusheng smiled and said: "That's fine, I just formed an alliance with Fang Ye. Since you are here, let's come together. We can take care of each other if we stay together." Mo Yunxiao was overjoyed and said to Fang Ye: "Fellow Daoist Fang is now stable. If you are number one in the conference, there will probably be many people who want to challenge you and step on your bones to make a name for yourself. There are less than three days left before the conference ends. What should we do next?" Fang Ye shrugged and said: "With my current power of luck, I can be sensed by people from a long distance away. It is really difficult to seize other people's power of luck. Moreover, now I can rob some ordinary power of luck. Yes. My influence is not great anymore, far less than the power of luck that falls from the sky every day. I just have to wait, someone will come to my door. By the way, if other peerless geniuses come, there will definitely be a fierce battle. , The danger of being with me is not small, you must be mentally prepared." Xiao Fusheng's expression changed slightly, and he understood that Fang Ye still did not trust Mo Yunxiao. Mo Yunxiao said proudly: "We all come from the Zixuan Galaxy, and we should take care of each other. If you run away when you are in danger, there is no need to practice." "It's best this way, everyone should be prepared, sooner or later Someone will come." After Fang Ye finished speaking, he hovered directly in the void. The power of the seven Tao origins floated around him, revealing an ethereal Taoist charm. The first position is too hot, and the next battle will be fierce. It won't be easy. Fang Ye didn't know how many people would come to trouble him, but he didn't dare to be careless. Familiar with his many methods, he prepared for the upcoming war. Fang Ye¡¯s mind was integrated into the Mingxin Tower. After breaking through to the realm of the Emperor, Fang Ye has been able to manifest the Dark Heart Tower and is pondering the magical use of the Dark Heart Tower. Furthermore, after breaking through to the realm of the Emperor, you can open the second floor of the Mingxin Tower. With a time flow speed that is a thousand times faster than that of the predecessor, the second clone can also practice better. Fang Ye¡¯s second clone has been practicing in the first floor of the Mingxin Tower where time flows at a hundred times the speed. It has been practicing for hundreds of years. With the Nine-turn Chaos Art, a heaven-defying technique, and the endless resources provided by Fang Ye, the speed of practice is terrifying. Now it has been promoted to the realm of God King. In the realm of God King, his cultivation level is not weak, but Fang Ye¡¯s current opponents are all the best in the realm of Emperor Lord. The second clone cannot be of much help for the time being, and Fang Ye continues to train in the Mingxin Tower. When Xiao Fusheng and Mo Yunxiao saw Fang Ye's reaction, they secretly adjusted their breath and waited quietly for the arrival of others. The day passed quickly, and during this day, no one else came to trouble them. "Swish, swish, swish" On the ninth day, the power of luck fell from the sky. The number of people with luck tokens remaining in the entire Guangling world was less than 300, but each luck beam became taller and billowing like smoke. . The power of rolling luck landed on Fang Ye, and half of it was injected into his luck token. The power of luck above his head was as high as 1,800 feet, and could be clearly sensed by people from a long distance away. The amount of the power of luck this time was extremely large. After absorbing this power of luck, Fang Ye's cultivation finally reached the peak of the early emperor, but he still could not break through to the middle stage of the emperor. Fang Ye secretly shook his head. He is a seven-line enlightenment and a tyrant of gods and demons.?To make a breakthrough in the realm of the Emperor, the energy required is simply too great. Xiao Fusheng¡¯s luck power also exceeds a thousand feet, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Emperor. Mo Yunxiao¡¯s luck power is only three hundred feet, and there is no obvious change in his cultivation. "Amitabha!" Accompanied by a majestic Buddha's name, a young monk with a solemn appearance arrived on a golden lotus platform with a peaceful expression and a look of compassion on his face. Fang Ye¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly. He expected that someone would take action against him in the last few days, but he never expected that the first one to arrive would be Monk Shi Xin! Monk Shi Xin's body is filled with thousands of Buddha's lights, and his whole body is bathed in immeasurable Buddha's light. The power of his luck is about 1,400 feet, and his breath makes everyone feel a deep pressure. The late emperor! Monk Shi Xin¡¯s cultivation has reached the peak of the late-stage Emperor, approaching the stage of the Emperor¡¯s Great Consummation! Fang Ziyi was secretly awe-stricken. When the Tianjiao Conference just started, Monk Shi Xin's cultivation was at the early stage of the Emperor. Now he has reached the peak of the late Emperor. He is obviously the strongest person in the Tianjiao Conference and a Buddhist figure. Easy to deal with. Fang Ye's eyes shifted to Monk Shi Xin's face, with a faint smile on his face, and he said calmly: "Monk, why did you come with such a big fanfare?" Monk Shi Xin clasped his hands together, with a smile on his face. With a peaceful smile, he said calmly: "The poor monk came to the donor to borrow the luck token." Fang Ye raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "You are not poor at all, and I am not a donor, let alone Give it to you! Do monks also want to imitate other people¡¯s tyranny? You have so much luck and luck that you have taken away from others. It seems that Buddhism is not a pure place." "Whether Buddhism is pure or not, the Buddha's heart knows it. All dharmas are empty, and cause and effect are not empty. What you borrow today is to pay it back in the future. Donor, bring it." Monk Shi Xin shook his head slowly, his tone still calm. Indifferent. "The Luck Token is with me. If you want it, come and get it!" Fang Ye was too lazy to talk to this guy. Two sharp sword intents bloomed in his eyes, directly piercing Monk Shi Xin's aura and killing him. That pressure was forcibly broken. Xiao Fusheng asked eagerly: "Do you need help?" "No, just help me plunder the formation. Others will definitely take the opportunity to take action." Fang Ye responded with a smile. "My Buddha is merciful, so good!" Monk Shi Xin proclaimed the Buddha's name and stretched out his palm toward Fang Ye. In the next quarter of an hour, Monk Shi Xin¡¯s palm became as big as the sky and shrouded Fang Ye¡¯s head. The hand lines were like heavenly runes, overwhelming Fang Ye. It was the magical power of the Buddha in his palm. Fang Ye stretched out his hand and made a move, and the ferocious and domineering scale-reverse heavenly sword appeared in his hand. Infinite sword light bloomed from the heavenly sword, and it slashed powerfully into the sky's big hand. It was that move of 'shattering'. "Boom!" The sound of the world collapsing sounded. The Buddhist magical power in the palm of Monk Shi Xin was chopped into pieces by Fang Ye and dissipated in mid-air. "Ten thousand Buddhas make a pilgrimage!" Monk Shi Xin whispered, and Buddha shadows appeared one after another around him, intertwined with each other, and formed a continuous film, reflecting the Buddha's light across the entire sky. Many phantoms of the Buddha all faced Fang Ye, with their eyes slightly closed, chanting Buddhist sutras, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, as if the whole world was resonating with it. Facing Monk Shi Xin's magical power, Fang Ye felt like he was trapped in a cage. The Buddha's power seemed to block the avenues of heaven and earth, making his soul tremble violently and he might lose it at any time. A look of control. Fang Ye touched the chaotic green lotus in his eyebrows, and his soul quickly stabilized. Sanskrit chanting could no longer have any impact on him. Fang Ye's eyes were piercing, and he held the Scale-Reverse Sky Sword and swept it across in front of him. The phantoms of the Buddha collapsed quickly, but the phantoms of the Buddha behind him crowded up again, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting became louder and louder, as if trying to penetrate into his soul. Fang Ye stood quietly among the thousands of Buddhas, and swung out the Nilin Heavenly Sword along with the Buddhist chants, and the shadows of the swords spread around him. "One, two, ten, a hundred" After a moment, a fierce and domineering curtain of swords formed around Fang Ye's body, shattering all the approaching Buddhas, turning them into little auras, and disappearing in mid-air. There are more and more knife shadows, and they spread quickly, turning the surrounding area into a vast ocean of knife shadows. All the countless Buddhas surrounding Fang Ye collapsed, and peace returned to heaven and earth again. Under the critical situation, Fang Ye created his second sword technique, Qianying. This kind of sword technique can create thousands of sword shadows in a short period of time and carry out indiscriminate attacks on the surroundings. It is a range attack.Law. Fang Ye and Monk Shi Xin stood opposite each other, neither of them continued to attack. ¡°It¡¯s time for them to come too.¡± Monk Shi Xin said lightly, without the slightest hint of impatience on his face. Fang Ye looked around with awareness, and powerful auras came quickly and stopped around Fang Ye. In just a moment, four people arrived. Two of them were Du Guangchen and Yan Yuexi, who were frightened away by Fang Ye yesterday. The other one was Mo Cangluan, whose demonic aura was billowing. The last one was filled with demonic aura and chills. The force is Han Bingli from Yaoyuan Galaxy. The cultivation levels of these four people have all reached the late stage of the Imperial Lord! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!