Chapter 1502: Immortality

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Nine Star Rune Master, the ultimate of Rune Master in the universe of dust.
Although the eight-star and nine-star are only one step away, they are as though they are separated by the sky.
Fang Chen has a deeper understanding of this.
He showed the potential against the sky in the battlefield.
With less than fifty years of practice, you have reached the realm of an eight-star array magician.
However, it only provokes a small-scale shock, and it simply cannot enter the eyes of the five giants.
Even though Fang Chen's potential is strong, the five giants do not think he can step into the Nine Stars in a short time.
Even, this life is impossible to step into.
"Blood Sword Saint, died under my ninth-order rung, you are proud of it."
Originally, the ninth order Fulu was prepared to be used for the final fight. However, the strength of Blood Sword Saint exceeded his imagination, so it was used in advance.
The sky is full of fire, giving a very shocking feeling.
The purple knife on the side flashed and left the picking hall.
The power of the ninth-order fulu burst is too strong, comparable to the full blow of the high-level emperor in life and death.
However, because it was activated by Yuan Ming, its power is certainly not at its peak.
Even so, it is enough to let Fang Chen feel the threat of life.
"The perfect sword body can't resist."
Fang Chen felt that the sword-shaped runes on the surface of the skin were quickly swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.
Once the sword-shaped rune is completely swallowed, he will die completely.
The avatars on the side are also working hard.
"The true meaning of time and space."
Fang Chen urged the real intention of time and space to the extreme, and wanted to shuttle through the void.
However, he was disappointed.
The sea of ​​fire blocked this void, and although the true meaning of time and space was very unnatural, it did not help.
"Damn ..."
Fang Chen glanced at the spreading flames and put the avatar into Panyuexian Cave.
Later, he himself also got into Panyuexian Cave.
Boom……
Over the main hall, a fairy hole of similar size appeared.
"what is this?"
As soon as Panyue Xiandong appeared, it immediately isolated the sea of ​​fire, and Fang Chen's crisis was lifted.
"It is worthy of Panyue Zhanxian left."
Fang Chen secretly sighed.
He carefully sensed the flames outside Panyuexian Cave.
The sea of ​​fire wrapped the Panyuexian cave, locked in the void, and could not leave at all.
"I don't know if Panyue Xiandong can hold on." Fang Chen was worried.
Outside, Yuan Ming saw this scene and his face was somber.
"Blood Sword Saint, do you think the space type treasure can resist the attack of the ninth order Fulu?" Yuan Ming said coldly: "Today you will die."
After all, Yuan Ming waved his palm.
Within Fu Mi, he continued to erupt with terrifying flames and penetrated into the sea of ​​fire.
Over the entire access hall, a sea of ​​flames wrapped the Panyuexian Cave.
"Master, are you going to be trapped here all the time?"
Suddenly, the dark magic wheel spirit spoke.
"Huh? What do you do?" Fang Chen asked hurriedly.
"Master, why are you so confused, don't you have the blood of immortal birds? Use your black flames to absorb the flames of the outside world, maybe you can use this to completely transform into immortal inflammation."
Hearing the words, Fang Chen was also stunned.
Why didn't I think of it? In the face of crisis, I am still anxious.
Panyuexiandong has a very strong defense and can resist the fire attack.
As Qi Ling said, you can take advantage of this opportunity to let the blood of the undead bird completely melt into the black flame. If it can be transformed into immortal inflammation, it will be great.
Thinking of this, Fang Chen began to try.
As the owner of Panyue Xiandong, he can control Xiandong at will.
With a move of heart, he came to a certain edge of Panyuexian Cave.
Here, you can vaguely see the sky outside.
"absorb."
Fang Chen controls the Moon Moon Cave and opens a small corner.
Suddenly, the wild sea of ​​fire rushed in.
Fang Chen hurriedly controlled the opening of the small horn, so that the speed of the rushing fire rushed in decreased.
Then he urged the black flames and got into the flames.
Hissing ...
Although the flames in the sea of ​​fire are powerful, they cannot compete with the black flames.
The black flame quickly absorbed the power of the sea of ​​fire.
At the same time, the blood of the undead bird appeared, spreading all over the body.
Fang Chen closed his eyes and tried to blend the blood of the undead bird with the black flame.
Outside, lead by the main hall.
"Blood Sword Saint, do not have to struggle in vain, you will definitely die."
Yuan Ming sneered.
As long as Fang Chen does not die, the sea of ​​fire will not die.
He did not believe that the Blood Sword Saint could hide in this cave house forever.
Seeing this scene, Zidao shook his head slightly.
"This blood sword saint is really awesome."
As an apprentice of the Black Blade Emperor, Master gave him all the resources to cultivate himself to this point.
It is not easy for this blood sword saint to start from scratch and come from a weak continent.
In some ways, Zidao is ashamed.
However, the positions are different, so the concepts are also different.
What he wants is the strongest inheritance. Whoever blocks him is his enemy.
Blood Sword Saint is undefeated, and he cannot decide the last one with Yuan Ming.
Therefore, we can only wait.
"Blood Sword Saint, give it up, you don't have any chance." Zidao shouted loudly.
He didn't want to waste time, but if Blood Sword Saint had been hiding in the cave house, he could do nothing.
There was no movement inside, Zi Dao's face changed slightly, and he sat cross-legged and said: "The inheritance ancestral ground has been open for three years. I only have time. I'm afraid you can't hold on."
After all, Zi Dao closed his eyes and practiced.
Inside Panyuexian Cave.
At the beginning, the speed of absorbing the energy in the sea of ​​fire was still very slow.
However, with the integration of the blood of the immortal bird, the absorption speed is getting faster and faster.
After an hour, the blood of the undead bird has already merged into the majority.
"Sure enough, using the sea of ​​fire, the blood of immortal birds can be merged."
Fang Chen smirked in his heart and continued to absorb.
After half a month.
Yuan Ming felt that the flame power of the flames had weakened a lot, and his face changed slightly.
"What's going on? Why has the flames weakened?"
Yuan Ming carefully inspected the ninth order fulu without any problems.
But why the power of fire has weakened is incredible.
"Is the Blood Sword Saint burned to death?"
Thinking of this, Yuan Ming was close to the sea of ​​fire, and wanted to check the situation of Dongfu.
Sense spread, he found that Dongfu was still suspended in the air.
"Ok?"
When his consciousness swept somewhere in Dongfu, he found a small horn.
The flames in the sea of ​​fire kept digging in from the small corner.
"Hahaha, Blood Sword Saint must have gone."
Yuan Ming was overjoyed and laughed wildly.
However, the smile on his face froze completely after a while.
Because, the flames in the sea of ​​fire suddenly became wild, and then all rushed into the cave house.
Wow ...
For a moment, there was no flames left over the hall, as if it had never happened.
"What's going on? My ninth-order rung?"
Yuan Ming was so shocked that he checked the ninth order fulu.
The horrified discovery that the power within the ninth order rung has dried up.
This means that the ninth order fulu has completely turned into waste.
"Blood Sword Saint must be dead."
Yuan Ming comforted himself like this.
A waste of a ninth order rung, if you can't kill the blood sword saint, you will lose a lot.
At this time, Panyuexian Cave.
Fang Chen's body was surrounded by the sea of ​​fire.
The black flame in the body has completely merged with the blood of the undead bird.
After half a month of transformation, a hint of purple flame appeared in the black flame.
With purple in the black, this is the characteristic of undead inflammation.
Buzz ...
Fang Chen's heart moved, and a black flame suddenly appeared.
The sea of ​​fire wrapped around him was instantly swallowed.
At the next moment, Fang Chen opened his eyes and exhaled.
A bright smile appeared on his face, very happy.
"Black flames, no, it should be called immortality now."
The black flame has been completely transformed into immortal flame. Although it has just been transformed and the power is not too strong, it will not take long.
The overlord in the fire is not dead, it is not bragging.
"Thanks to the blood of the undead bird, otherwise, it would be a big trouble."
Fang Chen said to himself, moving his mind away from the immortal inflammation.
"It's time to go out."
Trapped for half a month, instead of dying, he was blessed by disaster.
I don't know what Yuan Ming felt after seeing it.
Put away Panyue Xiandong, Fang Chen's deity, suddenly appeared in the sky above the access hall.
"How can it be?"
Yuan Ming shouted when he saw the Blood Sword Saint.
He shook his head quickly, unable to believe everything in front of him.
The ninth order Fulu didn't hurt him.
"Impossible, this is not true." Yuan Ming was a little lost.
The purple knife on the side stood up a little bit.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the Blood Sword Saint.
"This son is too terrible, even if he can't be a friend, he must never be an enemy." Zidao thought to himself.
He could feel the hot flame from Fang Chen's body.
That kind of flame breath made his heart palpitate.
"Did you disappoint you?" Fang Chen said.
"Why? Why is this?"
Yuan Ming shouted frantically, not understanding why the Blood Sword Saint could still survive under the attack of the ninth order Fulu.
"Yuanming, you lost."
Zidao reminded.
If Yuan Ming didn't know what was going on, he forcibly took action, and the consequences were unbearable.
"I……"
Yuan Ming froze for a moment when he heard Purple Sword.
Immediately, his face was full of bitter smiles.
"I was called Yuan Yuan Tianjiao since I was a child, and countless resources have been inclined. I have always thought that I am Yuan Ming, the strongest genius of the younger generation in the universe."
Yuan Ming said in a deep voice, staring at Fang Chen with fiery eyes.
"Blood Sword Saint, I admit that your strength is very strong. But I will not give up, one day, I will surpass you."
Speaking of which, Yuan Ming has actually conceded defeat.
The killers such as Ninth Order Fulu couldn't help each other, and when they hit it, they died.
"Three times and five times I want to kill me, but now I can't beat but I admit defeat?" Fang Chen sneered.
"Blood Sword Saint, Yuan Ming has lost. How about giving me a face and giving him a way of life? After all, he is also the Tianjiao of the Yuan clan. If you are beheaded, the Yuan clan will not let you go." Zidao Dao.