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    Although when he went into battle, he had already thought that he would die here.  ¡÷He is not afraid of disappointment, but he absolutely cannot allow himself to die here silently without struggling.

    He couldn't let himself do this. Even if he died, he had to fight until the last moment. After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling desperately urged the Tathagata Dharmakaya. At this moment, he used the Selfless Seal of All Dharmas.

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

    After pinching the selfless seal of all dharma, Fang Ling urged his Xuanfei Nascent Soul, which could only use one-third of its strength, to turn the demon-control flag into a black lotus under his feet, constantly devouring it.  flame.

    Various flames gather together in the void.

    The sea of ????fire formed by these flames surrounded Fang Ling overwhelmingly, but no matter how crazy these flames were, they could not burn even half of Fang Ling.

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

    But the Taoist Guiyun, who was sitting on the monster and surrounded by boundless flames, looked extremely indifferent.

    The way he looked at Fang Ling seemed to be looking at a dead person.  Although Fang Ling blocked his attack at this time, he was not anxious at all.  In his opinion, Fang Ling had only one way to die at this moment.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The power of the great avenue of heaven and earth, especially after becoming a Taoist, will not be exhausted as long as the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth are immortal.

    But Fang Ling is different. At this time, Fang Ling's power can be said to be much less replenished than used.  If this consumption continues, Fang Ling's power will be exhausted.  Then he will only die.

    This is like a question of strategy and tactics, both sides fighting.  Many times, no matter how good your tactics are, your strategy is wrong.  The most important victory belongs to others.

    Fang Ling condensed the Tathagata Dharmakaya, and one can imagine the golden power of faith he gathered. However, after only supporting it for a quarter of an hour in the rolling sky fire, Fang Ling felt that his golden energy was a little weak.

    It¡¯s not that the supply of golden energy has decreased, but that it is consumed too quickly.

    Fang Ling has no doubt that as long as he persists in this way, it won't take long for his selfless self-seal in all dharma to collapse.

    Fang Ling is not a person who waits to die.  But it seems that all he can do now is persist.

    Is there really no way to escape?

    Fang Ling looked up at the stars and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. In fact, he knew very well whether there was a way to escape.  Outside the Zhou Domain and Shang Domain, there seems to be an invisible force that binds them.

    With his methods, there is no way to escape the shackles of this power.

    Although Zhouyu is very big, this one is big.  It's just that for mortals, for people like him and Dao Zun Guiyun, the surrounding area is too small, and there is no place where he can escape.

    Activate the black lotus platform.  Letting the lotus platform turn into a black lotus sea, Fang Ling resisted Taoist Guiyun for half an hour more.

    But this completely consumed all the power of his Xuan Ni Nascent Soul.

    Below the perimeter.  Countless people are looking up at the sky, and these people are not just monks.  There are also many ordinary mortals.

    There are endless flames in the sky, such a situation.  It makes monks more fearful than mortals.  Mortals don't know what the flames in the sky are. Although they are afraid, all they can do is kneel on the ground and pray to the true Taoist.

    But monks are different. Even the lowest monks know the most powerful flame in the world.

    And it is this understanding that makes them have to fear these flames.

    They are afraid of even a tiny bit of flame falling, and they are even more afraid of the flame falling on them.

    There was an ancestor of Nascent Soul who looked miserable when he saw the billowing sky fire.  Although they honored him as their ancestors, they couldn't sustain Setsuna under such flames.

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

    Many people are hiding away from places with seas and rivers, but they are just deceiving themselves and others, just to get a kind of psychological comfort.

    Many of them know that in fact, just one ball of fire in the sky can burn a large river dry.

    Although the endless ocean seems endless, it cannot stop the burning of this infinite flame.

    To them, the methods of those who fight in the sky cannot be described as moving mountains and reclaiming seas. These are simply magical powers that change the world.

      Who is fighting?  This is what many people have in mind.

    In the entire surrounding area, the calmest person should be said to be Mr. Zhiyi. At this time, Mr. Zhiyi was drinking water and looking up at the sky.

    As one of the top five people in the world, he also had the ability to lead people to the earth, so he still had good eyesight. The moment the monster surrounded by flames appeared, he felt chilled.

    The monster gave him a feeling that he couldn't resist. Especially when the beast's head swallowed Fang Ling, he felt that Fang Ling was about to die.

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

    At this time, looking at Fang Ling who was enveloped by the seven giants and surrounded by various flames approaching, Mr. Zhiyi could only sigh in his heart.

    Fang Ling is about to die, and he can't hold on for much longer, but Mr. Zhiyi has to admit that he can only look up to Fang Ling.

    ¡°After all, this person¡¯s magic power is so strong that he doesn¡¯t even have the slightest confidence to resist it.

    Fang Ling is dead, will that person come over and continue to kill the entire Zhou Territory?  Even if they are not killed, the people in the surrounding areas are actually animals kept in cages, and they are always at their mercy.

    ¡° If a character like Fang Ling, who only appears once in tens of thousands of years, dies like this, there will probably be no chance of resistance in the Zhou Territory in the future.

    His spiritual thoughts moved around and found that most mortals prayed to be able to survive this disaster.

    The monks prayed in the same way, 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, maybe their expectations would become the same.

    "Boy, after you die, I will let the entire Zhou Territory bury you with you. You don't have to thank me too much." A faint voice sounded from the mouth of Taoist Guiyun again. Following his words, the seven huge heads  , rushed down towards Fang Ling almost at the same time.

    At this time, Fang Ling's selfless seal of all dharmas has collapsed, and the magic power in his body is only enough for him to pinch the treasure bottle seal to protect himself.

    The moment those seven giants fell, Fang Ling felt that this time, he might really be buried here!

    From the time he traveled into this bizarre world to the present, Fang Ling has experienced a lot of death, but he feels that he has never been as helpless in the face of death as this time.

    Really helpless, Fang Ling couldn't sense any chance of survival.

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

    Even if he dies, he must let the seemingly aloof Taoist Guiyun drop a piece of flesh. He wants the Taoist Guiyun to know that he is not a weakling.

    One hundred and eight dharma seals were pinched out from the hands of Fang Ling Tathagata at the same time, the golden pestle, the huge treasure bottle, and the giant fist that pushed in all directions

    With endless might and arrogance, he pushed straight towards the rolling flames.

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

    The edge of this lotus sea could not be seen at a glance. The rolling sky fire fell into the lotus sea. Some of them were extinguished, but more of them turned the lotus sea into dark red.

    With the use of these two magic techniques, Fang Ling's two clones became extremely weak, but the seven huge heads that looked like snakes but not snakes, and looked like dragons but not dragons were flying towards Fang Ling.  Ling rushed straight towards him.

    Taoist Guiyun is sneering.

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

    Struggling to the death, the mantis' arm is like a chariot.

    A huge snake head, at this moment, has shrouded ten feet above Fang Ling's body. As long as he lowers his head, it 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 only die.

    At this moment, Fang Ling seemed to have the only way to die except for obediently entering the giant snake's mouth.

    Mr. Zhiyi, who was standing on the ground, felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He felt that the matter should be over.

    Although Fang Ling is a strong man, there is a huge gap between him and Dao Zun. It is not easy to be able to sustain him for such a long time.

    But just when he picked up a cup of tea and was about to toast Fang Ling, one of the few people he had ever admired in his life, he saw Fang Ling's true formWith a sudden movement of the sword technique, the nine Heavenly Thunder Swords converged into a sword light in the void and slashed towards the giant python coming from the sky.

    This sword is not too fast!

    This sword is even more powerful and not overbearing!

    This sword gives people the feeling of being peaceful and full of righteousness. With one sword strike, the world is at peace!

    With the slashing of this sword, the giant snake that was hovering above Fang Ling's head and trying to swallow Fang Ling whole was cut open from the middle.

    The moment this giant was cut off, it exploded in the void, turning into tiny bits of sky fire that exploded in the void.

    Taoist Guiyun, who had been sitting cross-legged on top of the alien beast, proudly flying in the sky, his face turned extremely ugly at this moment.

    His eyes, which were long and narrow and as timeless as stagnant water, were filled with anger.  If looks could kill, Fang Ling could kill him hundreds of times at this moment.

    "Evil barrier, I originally wanted you to die happily. Today you hurt my Dharma body. I want you to enjoy nine hundred and ninety-nine years of capital punishment. I want your soul to be unable to gather together for eternity. I want you to suffer thousands of tortures."  Such torture." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!

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