The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Chapter 257 The Battle is about to begin
In the center of the Dead Marsh, Fang Hao controlled the escape light and had been flying along the trunk of the giant tree for nearly half an hour.

So far, Fang Hao has not been able to get a glimpse of the full picture of this towering tree.

One can only sigh at the wonders of nature, which can grow such a giant tree that reaches from heaven to earth.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound breaking through the air, and flashes of gold, green and black interwoven lights appeared, and Fang Hao finally rushed out of the fog.

Suddenly, everything between heaven and earth became clear!
What we see before us is the azure blue sky, without a single cloud in sight, and the clear blue sky. However, the crown of this giant tree reaches straight into the sky, seemingly with no end.

It's like the stairs to heaven in ancient legends, leading to a vast and unknown place.

Fang Hao glanced at the thick clouds beneath his feet and the poisonous miasma below the clouds. Without any intention of stopping, he soared into the sky again and flew towards the treetops.

After flying for a long time, they finally arrived at a place where countless vines were entwined and where a sea of ​​colorful flowers grew.

And in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, stands a huge stone gate.

This stone gate is five meters high and three meters wide. It is embedded in the tree trunk and is surrounded by countless vines and flowers. Only the thick boulder in the middle is left, on which are engraved four large characters in ancient seal script.

"The Emperor's Treasure House!"

At this moment, there was a faint sound like that of a Huang Zhong or a Da Lu, echoing in the blue sky, shaking the soul.

"We're finally here!" Fang Hao looked at the treasure house in front of him with a smile on his face.

Not only the third volume of the Heavenly Book, but even the elixir of immortality and the "Heavenly Emperor's Dark Stone" refined by the mysterious and powerful Heavenly Emperor in ancient times are also included.

"Buzz!"

Black gas surged in Fang Hao's palm, and a dark devil claw suddenly took shape. Under Fang Hao's control, it smashed towards the huge stone gate of the Heavenly Emperor's treasury.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard, but the stone door of the Emperor's treasury did not move at all.

"It seems that the time has not yet come." Fang Hao thought to himself.

He thought about it, and then sat cross-legged right in front of the door to the Emperor's treasury to recuperate.

It is also a declaration to future generations that the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house already has an owner.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but more and more masters from both the righteous and evil factions appeared on the sea of ​​flowers in front of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house.

The first to show up were Li Xun and Yan Hong from Fenxiang Valley. They were seen chasing a girl in a goose yellow dress and rushing into the sea of ​​flowers.

Li Xun controlled the Nine Yang Ruler in his hand, evolving the energy of the scorching sun, and continuously bombarded the girl in front of him.

He said angrily, "Don't leave, witch! I will kill you today to avenge my fellow apprentices!"

The girl in the yellow skirt is the last of the three heroes of the Demon Cult, Jin Ping'er of the Hehuan Sect.

She smiled charmingly and said, "I'm really scared. Come on if you can!"

As she spoke, a purple light flew out from the girl's body, spinning around and then killing Li Xun.

"Brother, be careful!" Upon seeing this, Yan Hong quickly threw away the Qingling Stone in his hand.

The three of them fought together, and for a while, there was no clear winner.

Fang Hao just glanced at the three of them and ignored them. He didn't take the grudges between them seriously.

However, Jin Ping'er came up with a plan when she saw Fang Hao, who didn't care about anything in the outside world.

"Bang bang bang!"

The red light and purple air collided in mid-air, making bursts of explosions.

Jin Ping'er dodged and retreated, and gently drew the purple blade, premeditatedly directing Li Xun's angry attack to Fang Hao. This mysterious man who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the Emperor's treasure house had long attracted Jin Ping'er's attention, and she did this to test him.

"Whoosh!"

The Nine Yang Ruler turned into a stream of yellow light and hit Fang Hao in the face.

"boom!"

The indestructible Nine Yang Ruler was actually knocked away by the Xuan Yin Ghost Seal that appeared in front of Fang Hao.

A flash of murderous intent flashed across Fang Hao's eyes, and the next moment, the soul-catching rod appeared in his palm.

"Soul-stealing...blood shadow!"

He gently inserted the soul-sucking rod in his hand into the ground. The nine blood-colored lines on the soul-sucking rod seemed to come alive, emitting a blood-sucking and soul-devouring aura, and drilled into the ground.

Then, there were "swoosh" sounds, and blood-colored lines emerged from the ground and attacked Li Xun, Yan Hong, and Jin Ping'er in the air.

"What kind of magic is this?!" Li Xun's expression changed drastically, even though he guessed that the guy who could reach the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house first must have a level of cultivation that is incomparable to ordinary people.

Those blood-colored lines that shot out continuously released a blood-sucking and soul-capturing aura. Every attack would cause the blood in Li Xun's body to churn and his face would turn pale.

Even the indestructible Nine Yang Ruler could not cause any damage to these blood-colored lines.

Among the three, Li Xun and Jin Ping'er were relatively calm in their response. Only Yan Hong's face became paler and the aura of the magic weapon in her hand was eroded by the soul-stealing, becoming powerless.

It seemed that Li Xun and Jin Ping'er were about to break free from the restraint of Fang Hao's "Blood Shadow".

Fang Hao clenched his hand and muttered, "Blood-sucking...snatching souls!"

The next moment, dozens of red whirlpools appeared above the heads of several people, and red bloody hands stretched out from the bloody whirlpools and grabbed the three people who were flying out.

"Purple light...Huayuan!"

Purple light burst out of Jin Ping'er's eyes, and a crescent-shaped shadow of a purple blade appeared behind her, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.

This extremely sinister and evil magic weapon suddenly exerted its power, and a purple light that froze everything shot up into the sky.

Wherever she passed, the bloody hands that were grabbing at her were first frozen and then cut off. Jin Ping'er also took the opportunity to break out of the bloody blockade.

Even though she escaped, looking at her chest rising and falling and her extremely solemn expression, you can tell that she is not in an easy state at the moment.

Compared to Jin Ping'er, Li Xun was not so lucky in order to save Yan Hong. There were blood shadows on the ground and blood hands covering the ground in the sky.

Li Xun rushed left and right but still couldn't get away.

At this moment, Yan Hong's right arm was pierced by a blood shadow, and the blood in her body immediately gushed out uncontrollably. Her face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior brother, you go first!" Yan Hong shouted loudly.

"Junior sister!" Li Xun gritted his teeth, and finally reason overcame impulse, just when he was about to break free alone.

"Amitabha!" There was a gentle voice chanting the Buddha's name.

What followed was infinite Buddha light descending from the sky.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

The Dharma image is dressed in a monk’s robe, with a solemn appearance. With his hands in seals, he recites the Buddhist Dharma “Six-Syllable Mantra”!
This number one among the younger generation of Tianyin Temple has made great progress in his cultivation compared to ten years ago. He is naturally invincible in dealing with Fang Hao's magic method that is stimulated by the mysterious Yin ghost energy.

"boom!"

Fashan, whose body was shining with golden light and holding a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, rushed out from behind the Dharmakāya like a furious Vajra. The magic power of Mahābrāhma Prajna transformed into infinite golden light, and wherever he passed, the bloody shadows retreated and the bloody hands disappeared.

(End of this chapter)