Chapter 229 Success, the Evil Old Immortal

Under the blue sky, a purple dragon shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds, and the purple dragon scales sparkled with cold crystal light under the sunlight.

Fang Wang sat on the dragon head with his eyes closed. Even without activating the skills, he was surrounded by wisps of spiritual energy, like white silk fluttering.

"It should take four days to reach the Cangji Minghai. Our speed is not fast. I guess the Jinxiao Sect has already passed the news to Zhu Rulai."

Emperor Hongxuan said, his eyes staring into the distance, his eyes full of expectation.

Xiao Zi turned his head and asked curiously: "What do you mean? Did the Jinxiao Sect tip off?"

Emperor Hongxuan couldn't help laughing: "We are going to subdue Zhu Rulai, not to kill him, so we naturally have to use courtesy before force."

Fang Wang suddenly said: "Zhu Rulai is indeed not simple, his luck is spread all over the Cangji Minghai."

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Hongxuan turned his head sharply and looked at him with a weird look.

"The entire Cangji Minghai? Could it be that the Cangji Minghai is far less than the Nanqiong Sea?" Xiao Zi's tone was full of confusion.

Fang Wang did not answer, he silently practiced his skills.

Emperor Hongxuan took a deep breath and said with emotion: "The Nirvana Realm can spy on the luck, Fang Wang, how high is your Taoism?"

He was shocked by Fang Wang again.

This place is so far away from the Cangji Minghai, Fang Wang can actually feel Zhu Rulai's luck and see through his methods. This is no longer a genius.

He seriously suspected that Fang Wang was occupied by an ancient great monk like him.

After practicing for two hundred years, it is impossible to have such a keen perception of luck!

He had discovered that Zhu Rulai's luck covered the Cangji Minghai before, and he was afraid that there would be a fierce battle next. He even thought that Fang Wang might be defeated.

Now it seems that he is afraid of disappointment.

Tsk tsk, is there no one in this world who makes Fang Wang suffer?

Emperor Hongxuan was filled with emotion. Although the Dragon Sage brought a catastrophe to the Dragon Continent and the surrounding seas, he also gave Fang Wang the best environment for growth.

There was no reason for those strongest people in the world to cross half of the world to kill a genius.

Fang Wang didn't know what Emperor Hongxuan was thinking. He had already started practicing the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong.

He could feel that Zhu Rulai was not simple. He estimated that he would have to use all his strength in this battle. He was afraid that this would attract the prying of the strongest, so he practiced the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong in advance to avoid being deduced in the future.

The mental method of the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong was extremely complicated. Even Fang Wang, who had practiced it to perfection, had to follow its rules.

This skill was more like a physical condition. As long as the transformation was completed, the power of this skill could be maintained.

In this way, time passed by.

Xiao Zi and Emperor Hongxuan chatted casually.

About two hours passed.

Rumble--

The sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly gathered thunderclouds, and thunderous thunders shocked Emperor Hongxuan, while Xiao Zi thought that Zhu Rulai had come to kill him in advance.

They did not feel Fang Wang's abnormality. The formless Zhoutian Gong was originally a hidden magical power. How could it be discovered when it was practiced?

Only the secret of the sky could discover him, so the might of heaven came, as if to warn him.

Fang Wang didn't care and continued to practice.

Emperor Hongxuan glanced at Fang Wang, but did not notice his connection with the strange phenomenon. He could only look away.

Fang Wang was so calm, how could he, as an emperor, lose face?

Two hours later, Fang Wang successfully completed the mental operation of the formless Zhoutian Gong, which enabled him to reach the state of great perfection of the formless Zhoutian Gong in reality.

The rolling thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, and the vast might of heaven disappeared in an instant, which surprised Emperor Hongxuan and Xiao Zi.

Emperor Hongxuan subconsciously looked at Fang Wang, wanting to discuss with him, but the next second, his eyes widened.

He looked at Fang Wang carefully, and Fang Wang did not change at all, but he could not feel Fang Wang's breath.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to explore, and something even more terrifying happened.

His spiritual sense could capture all the existences in the world, except Fang Wang.

Fang Wang was clearly in front of him, but when he only used his spiritual sense to capture him, he could not detect Fang Wang at all.

How is it possible!

Emperor Hongxuan opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang carefully, and the fear in his eyes became stronger.

Xiao Zi sighed: "It finally dissipated. I don't know if it was caused by Zhu Rulai."

It glanced at Emperor Hongxuan and found that Emperor Hongxuan was looking at Fang Wang with a complicated look.

Its dragon eyes lit up. Could it be that the power of heaven just now was caused by the young master?

Fang Wang did not open his eyes, he would not admit it.

After mastering the formless and invisible Zhoutian Gong, if others want to track him down in the future, they can only use mortal means, that is, to collect intelligence, and cannot track him down through their own deduction, spiritual awareness, magic, supernatural powers, etc.

Cool!

Fang Wang's strength has not increased, but the moment he mastered the formless and invisible Zhoutian Gong, his sense of security skyrocketed, and he felt a sense of relief as if he had broken free from the shackles.

Seeing Fang Wang's expression unchanged, Emperor Hongxuan could only suppress his inner shock.

The journey became quiet. The usually talkative Emperor Hongxuan became a taciturn person. Xiao Zi sensed that the atmosphere was not right, but he did not dare to act rashly. He was afraid that he would say something wrong and cause trouble for the young master.

…

On the earth, thick smoke billowed, and the dark clouds that covered the sky made the world dark.

The magma was spread across the mountains, and there was no green at all. Looking up, you could even see many white bones, like a purgatory on earth.

On the hillside of a volcano, there was a pool with a diameter of more than 100 feet. The magma in the pool was boiling, and bubbles of different sizes were bubbling. There were many skulls in the pool, and one of them had not yet completely turned into a skull.

This face was Fang Zigeng's face.

Fang Zigeng's white hair had been burned, and his head was covered with scars, which was terrifying.

Beside the magma pool, there was a ragged old man sitting on the ground, with a small tripod in front of him, in which medicinal materials were being steamed.

The old man had dark skin, and the skin on his hands was like tree bark. His long eyebrows covered his eyes, and the fire stretched his shadow, like a demon with fangs and claws.

Just then.

Fang Zigeng frowned, his face showing pain.

"Huh? You survived."

The old man raised his eyes and said in surprise, with a hint of trepidation in his tone.

After a few breaths.

Fang Zigeng suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, his eyes full of bloodshot.

He suddenly saw the old man, and murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he said angrily: "Old demon! You will not die well!"

The old man was happy and said with a smile: "Whether I will not die well, I don't know, but I know that you are living a life worse than death now."

Hearing this, Fang Zigeng was moved. He seemed to feel it, and his head trembled. He subconsciously lowered his eyes to look