Chapter 195 Two Bright Suns, Cause and Effect

The Holy Spirit stared at Fang Wang and stopped moving. He smiled strangely, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Fang Wang looked at the Holy Spirit with an indifferent expression. He was also feeling the breath of the Holy Spirit.

Zhou Xue had heard before that the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect had resurrected a Holy Spirit in the previous life. Later, the Holy Spirit escaped from the control of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, and the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect was destroyed. This continent was even more devastated. If it weren't for a powerful person in the world who took action to kill the Holy Spirit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Holy Spirit in front of him was indeed terrible, but he was not so powerful that he needed the strongest person in the world to take action.

After all, there are realms above the Nirvana Realm. The creation of the Tongtian Emperor Mirror by Emperor Hongxuan was six levels higher than the Mahayana Realm, and the Tongtian Emperor Mirror was probably just a turning point for Emperor Hongxuan, not the end.

In the rolling dust between the mountains on the horizon, Dugu Wenhun flew out. At this moment, he was covered in blood, his hair crown was gone, his hair was messy, and he was very embarrassed.

On the ground, a pile of rubble broke open, and Ji Rutian climbed out. He swayed and stood on the ruins, looking even more miserable than Dugu Wenhun.

Ji Rutian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "Just one blow almost broke my body... It's terrible."

His eyes fell on Fang Wang.

Fang Wang, who was high above, was dressed in white and unstained by dust, like an immortal king descending to the earth. His demeanor made all the monks of the Heaven-stealing Saint Sect in the distance look at him.

Chang Shengzun appeared on the shoulder of the Holy Spirit. He looked down at Fang Wang and asked, "Are you Fang Wang of the Heavenly Dao?"

Fang Wang asked back, "How many Holy Spirits like this does the Heaven-stealing Holy Church have?"

Chang Shengzun laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "Of course there are many. The Heaven-stealing Holy Church has cultivated the strongest Holy Spirit. Come on, Fang Wang, join us and follow us to unify the world and accomplish what the ancient saints and emperors could not achieve."

Fang Wang said coldly, "It takes millions of dead souls, or even more, to revive a Holy Spirit. How many innocent lives have you killed? How dare you talk about surpassing the ancient saints?"

Chang Shengzun laughed sarcastically, "Since ancient times, who has accomplished great things has not stepped on countless bones to rise to power? As long as we succeed and benefit future generations, future generations will still praise us and even make us gods!"

A deafening roar came from afar. The three immortals of the Emperor Sea took action and swept through the monks of the Heaven-stealing Holy Church. Even the Heavenly King could not resist the offensive of the three ninth-level Nirvana Realm.

Fang Wang stared at Chang Shengzun and said, "It seems that you summoned so many monks here, and you also treat them as abandoned pawns?"

Chang Shengzun laughed, then his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and asked coldly, "Fang Wang, are you bowing your head?"

The Holy Spirit under his feet seemed to feel something, and then roared, and the sharp cry echoed between heaven and earth.

I saw the Holy Spirit raised his arms and condensed two huge treasure spirits, one axe and one shield. Both weapons were black phantoms, terrifying and horrible. Countless souls crawled out of the axe and shield, trying to escape, but they couldn't get rid of the two treasure spirits at all. At first glance, it seemed that black flames were attached to the two weapons, swaying constantly.

The Holy Spirit stared at Fang Wang and suddenly made a human voice: "Eat...eat...I want...you..."

Listening to his voice, Dugu Wenhun and Ji Rutian both felt a bone-chilling chill.

In Nanqiu City, millions of monks and people heard this voice and shuddered.

Gu Li and Gu Tianxiong stood on the courtyard wall, watching the Holy Spirit from afar. With their cultivation, they could vaguely catch Fang Wang's figure.

"What is that?" Gu Tianxiong swallowed his saliva and asked with a frightened look.

Gu Li did not answer, because she did not recognize this spirit either. There was worry in her eyes.

The breath of the Holy Spirit was too terrible. Even Gu Li, who had practiced overseas for decades, had never felt such a breath.

Cold!

Extreme coldness, and murderous intent!

Fang Wang raised his right hand and waved to the Holy Spirit. His gesture was frivolous, showing his frivolous nature.

Chang Shengzun saw this and immediately jumped away. The Holy Spirit followed and killed Fang Wang. The huge body over three hundred feet high raised a strong wind and swept towards Fang Wang.

Dugu Wenhun and Ji Rutian stared at Fang Wang closely.

In an instant, Fang Wang lowered his head slightly and glanced at Ji Rutian with his peripheral vision.

Ji Rutian's pupils couldn't help but dilate. He saw Fang Wang's eyes, and the collision of their eyes made his heart tremble.

Although Fang Wang was looking at Ji Rutian below, his right fist hit the Holy Spirit fiercely.

The dragon roared!

A ferocious and domineering black dragon rushed out along Fang Wang's fist, like a demon dragon from another world, piercing the Holy Spirit's chest with an extremely exaggerated impact, flying all the way to the horizon and disappearing.

The Holy Spirit stopped instantly, his hands still holding two treasures, his soul trembling, he slowly looked down, looking at the hole in his chest, his soul trembling more violently.

"That is..."

Ji Rutian frowned, he had known for a long time that Fang Wang had mastered the Mountain River Zhentian Fist, but the boxing just now was definitely not the Mountain River Zhentian Fist!

It contained the power of the Mountain River Zhentian Fist, but it was far stronger than the Mountain River Zhentian Fist!

Dugu Wenhun was also frightened. After fighting with the Holy Spirit, he knew how terrifying the Holy Spirit's power was and how fast it was. Even Qian Xian, who was at the ninth level of Nirvana, could not escape the attack of the Holy Spirit, but Fang Wang was able to severely injure the Holy Spirit with one blow.

What a huge gap!

Dugu Wenhun once again sincerely admired Fang Wang's profound cultivation.

Chang Shengzun was suspended in the sky, and his smile had frozen.

"How is it possible..."

Chang Shengzun clenched the big knife in his hand. He could feel the horror of the Holy Spirit. Even if he could control the Holy Spirit, he was afraid when he was close to the Holy Spirit.

Fang Wang looked at the Holy Spirit. The punch just now was just a demonstration for Ji Rutian.

He had heard the name Ji Rutian before, and he was interested.

In this life, he had a highly similar experience to Ji Rutian in his previous life. He wanted to try whether Ji Rutian had mastered the Mountain and River Heaven Fist.

From Ji Rutian's eyes, he obviously recognized the Mountain and River Heaven Fist.

After the test, it was time to end the Holy Spirit!

At this time, the Holy Spirit raised his head, his face had become hideous, and anger was burning in his eyes. He roared at Fang Wang, raised his shield high, and smashed it at Fang Wang. In an instant, the huge black shield burst out with black light, covering Fang Wang.

Boom!

Fang Wang burst out with a vast Yang Qi, like a volcanic eruption. The hot Yang Qi flames shot up into the sky, directly dispersing the black light, and even destroying half of the huge black shield. The Holy Spirit subconsciously retreated.

The raging Yang Qi burned wantonly, and Fang Wang's white clothes fluttered violently. His skin in the flames was faintly shining with golden light, and his face was as cold as a god. His Yang Qi turned him into a bright sun, so that people in the city from all directions could see it.

At first glance, it seemed as if two suns appeared in the sky!

Ji Rutian frowned, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He was full of fear in his heart: "It's not the Tiangang Holy Body... His physical body is stronger than the Tiangang Holy Body. Could it be that the Great Sage Jianglong has another inheritance? No, this is not the inheritance of the Great Sage Jianglong!"

Fang Wang soared into the sky, flew to a higher altitude than the Holy Spirit, and looked down at the Holy Spirit.

At this moment, he was like a sun god looking down at the evil demons wandering in the world!

For the first time, fear appeared on the face of the Holy Spirit.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, and the Rainbow Sword appeared in his hand. Ghosts and gods emerged one after another, a total of seven, surrounding the Holy Spirit.

The seven ghosts and gods were all a hundred feet tall. Although they were not as huge as the Holy Spirit, their momentum when they surrounded each other directly overwhelmed the Holy Spirit!

Chang Shengzun widened his eyes, not believing his eyes.

Dugu Wenhun was also frightened. What kind of magic was this?

Fang Wang raised the Rainbow Sword, and the seven ghosts and gods followed suit, with their blades all facing the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit looked around in panic. He let out a violent roar, and his arms suddenly shook. The huge soul body actually exploded. Countless dead souls swept across the world like a rainstorm. Fang Wang and the seven ghosts and gods were drowned by the mighty waves of dead souls.

Suddenly!

One after another, black sword energy swept across the world like ink and brush. In the blink of an eye, all the dead souls filling the world disappeared, and then turned into wisps of black air and drilled into the bodies of the seven ghosts and gods.

Ji Rutian stared at Fang Wang closely, his face solemn. He tried to control his emotions and make himself look calm.

Dugu Wenhun was shocked to see the Holy Spirit being killed so easily by Fang Wang.

The three immortals of Emperor Hai who were sweeping across the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect in the distance also noticed this scene.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

"No wonder he can defeat Emperor Hongxuan of the same realm..."

"Hiss... How is it possible..."

The three immortals of Emperor Hai shouted in astonishment, causing the great monks of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect to turn their heads and look, all with wide eyes and despair on their faces.

The soul energy surged towards the seven ghosts and gods, forming a black whirlwind, and Fang Wang, who was in it, had a great momentum.

He remained calm, and the killing of the Holy Spirit did not make him feel happy.

The Vajra Supreme Yang Holy Body is not afraid of evil spirits, and the Immortal-killing Jinghong Sword can even devour the power of evil spirits!

It is no exaggeration to say that if the Holy Spirit is just a soul body, it will be defeated by him!

He looked at Chang Shengzun, and this glance instantly awakened Chang Shengzun. His body shook and turned into demonic energy and exploded.

Fang Wang suddenly swung his sword, and seven ghosts and gods swung their swords in one direction at the same time.

Seven ghost sword energies crisscrossed the sky. Chang Shengzun, who was flying at high speed, subconsciously turned back. Before he could dodge, seven ghost sword energies came at a speed that he could not react to.

Boom!

Chang Shengzun's body was destroyed, and he was like a holy spirit. After his body exploded and died, countless dead souls suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Fang Wang did not swing his sword this time, because he could see that the dead souls in Chang Shengzun's body still had their own consciousness, unlike the dead souls in the holy spirit, which only had soul shells and evil thoughts left and could not be reborn.

The Yin-Yang Xuanming True Power allowed Fang Wang to see through the essence of the soul body!

Since these innocent dead souls still have a chance to reincarnate, he is willing to leave a trace of good thoughts.

Anyway, there are countless evil spirits in the world that cannot be saved or reincarnated, and there are countless such ghosts wandering in the underworld.

Fang Wang turned around and looked at Ji Rutian.

Ji Rutian felt like he was facing a great enemy. He took a deep breath and flew up, choosing to face Fang Wang.

"The purpose of the Heaven-stealing Holy Cult to capture you is to make you give the body of the Holy Spirit. The real power of the Holy Spirit lies in having a physical body." Ji Rutian said.

Fang Wang raised his sword and pointed it at him, asking, "Do you and I have a cause and effect?"