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

Thunder represents the mighty power of heaven!
The transformation thunder tribulation is a test from God to the demon race.

The transformation thunder tribulation that makes ordinary monsters shudder is nothing to an ancient creature like Fang Hao.

The falling thunder couldn't even break the defense of Fang Hao's Ten Thousand Scale Heavenly Robe.

After the sixth bolt of lightning struck down, Fang Hao seemed helpless. He directly revealed his true form, Chiwen, rushed into the thundercloud, opened his mouth and swallowed up all the thunder and fire in the sky.

"Hiccup..." Fang Hao sighed, "The transformation thunder tribulation is nothing more than this."

Then, Fang Hao seemed to have thought of something. He opened his mouth and took out the Hundred Poisons Sword that was in the poison sac.

"The material of this sword seems to be the elite of the earth's lungs that have existed for thousands of years. It is a waste of resources to use it with hundreds of poisons." Fang Hao said.

It should be understood that this elite Earth Lung is the best conductor of Earth's evil energy. Using it to smelt all kinds of poisons is really a waste of talent.

The correct way to use it is to return to its original nature. By simply engraving the corresponding Earthly Evil restrictions, you can unleash the maximum power of this flying sword.

Fang Hao thought about it, opened his mouth and spit out the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire that he had just swallowed onto the so-called Hundred Poisons Sword. In a short while, the Hundred Poisons Talismans melted on the sword were completely refined.

Without any cover, the flying sword returned to its original appearance, turning into a nine-inch long, dark green, ancient flying sword.

Without the poisonous miasma, the evil spirit energy emanated from the sword. Fang Hao controlled it with the Ba Xia demon pill in his body, and its power was three times stronger.

"You are full of evil spirit. You can destroy people's bodies and souls. So I'll call you the Green Evil Sword." Fang Hao said as he opened his mouth and swallowed, taking the sword back into his body.

After cultivating into a human body, one must have a few decent magic weapons. For defense, he has a Wanlin Tianyi made of fish scales, and for attack, he can just use this Qingsha Sword for now.

"The Demon Court Ruins are about to be opened. The Southern Border Demon Clan cannot be unaware of the news. We need to find a place to get the latest information."

Fang Hao had just cultivated into a human body, and it was difficult for him to improve his cultivation in a short period of time, so he was ready to go out for a trip. The ruins of the demon court that were about to be unveiled had obviously aroused his interest.

However, the emergence of the ruins of the Demon Court is no small matter. Not to mention that both the human race, both the good and evil, are eyeing it covetously, even those old demons will probably not be able to help but jump out and wade into this muddy water.

Without absolute certainty, Fang Hao would not easily get involved.

"Let's go to Chiling Mountain first. Maybe we can get some useful information there." Fang Hao thought to himself.

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Chiling Mountain is a place in the Baiwan Mountains where a tribe of demons reside. It gets its name because of the magma pools that are everywhere.

When you enter Chiling, the most striking thing you see is a towering active volcano. This volcano is constantly turbulent, with lava flows spewing out of the crater from time to time, making the landscape here unique.

Fang Hao was looking at the scenery of Chiling Mountain when a humanoid monster with tentacles on its head and red armor on its back came over and said, "Is this your first time to Chiling Mountain, my king? Do you need a guide?"

Fang Hao saw at a glance that it seemed to be a fire beetle that had not yet fully transformed. After a little thought, he said, "Little demon, you have quite a good eye. Tell me, is there a trading place in Chiling Mountain?"

"Your Majesty, you have asked the right monster. I am very familiar with the conditions of the major trading markets in Chiling Mountain." As he spoke, the beetle monster led Fang Hao all the way to a trading market.

Most of the transactions between the monsters were based on barter. Fortunately, Fang Hao took over the relics of the three-legged toad and had a lot of spiritual materials and treasures. He soon traded for a piece of "Ice Marrow Spiritual Evil" from the market.

It is said that this thing came from an ice eye in the ground. It is incredibly cold and even ordinary Nascent Soul masters would find it difficult to resist it.

Fang Hao was going to inject this "Ice Marrow Spiritual Evil" into his Qingsha Sword to enhance the power of this treasure. During this period, Fang Hao was not idle. While refining the treasure, he collected information about the ruins of the Demon Court and the local area of ​​Southern Xinjiang.

After sorting out the current situation, Fang Hao discovered that the situation in southern Xinjiang was far more complicated than that in the Qingcheng Mountains.

You should know that in the Qingcheng Mountains, although there are nearly a hundred sects of various sizes, the Qingcheng Sect is the only one that dominates.

However, among the millions of mountains in southern Xinjiang, there are countless transformed monsters. Above the transformed monsters, there are as many as seven monsters known as the Monster King.

For example, the two-headed tiger king who protects the area of ​​8,000 miles within the Chiling Mountain is one of the seven demon kings in southern Xinjiang. It is said that he has been practicing Taoism for 2,500 years and his cultivation is not inferior to that of human cultivators.

The demon race has seven demon kings, and the human race's power in southern Xinjiang is much weaker.

No famous sect was willing to be stationed here, so this place became a paradise for unorthodox sects, with the Five Poison Sect, Paradise Cave, and Taiping Dao forming a three-way balance of power.

The leader of the Five Poison Sect, the Lord of the Paradise Cave, and the Lord of the Taiping Dao are all recognized as masters of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

In addition, due to the special geographical location, there are many independent practitioners in the southern Xinjiang area. Venerable Poison Dragon and Joyful Bodhisattva are their representatives.

"With my strength, I may have no problem killing a Nascent Soul cultivator alone, but I'm afraid I will not be able to defeat a master in the Spirit Transformation stage." Fang Hao was very clear about his position.

He would definitely not easily get involved in anything that is too dangerous.

After all, after he mastered the "Ba Xia Transformation", he was born with a lifespan of ten thousand years, and he could even outlive some of his mortal enemies to death.

On this day, Fang Hao came to the fire vein under the main peak of Chiling Mountain to practice as usual. At this moment, a colorful glow rose into the sky from an unknown number of miles south of Chiling Mountain.

An illusion of a tall and majestic building appeared between heaven and earth.

"Mirage!" Fang Hao saw through the essence of this illusion at a glance.

However, since the mirage appeared, it means that the ruins of the Demon Court have appeared, but we don’t know where it is now.

"The remains of the demon clan's heaven are about to come to the world!" Fang Hao said in his heart.

Just as the colorful light was shooting straight into the sky, a mysterious feeling appeared in Fang Hao's heart, reminding him to explore.

At the same time, the demons in the Chiling Mountains all received similar inspiration at this moment, and they all raised their heads to look at the colorful column of light in the south.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a two-headed tiger king, nearly fifty feet long, emerged from the largest magma pool in Chiling Mountain. Its scarlet eyes suddenly opened, as if it had sensed something, and it roared towards the sky.

"Shh!"

A pair of flesh wings with a wingspan of more than thirty meters extended from the back of the two-headed tiger king. With two wings and two heads, wind and thunder were born together. This two-headed tiger king was obviously also a relic of ancient times, with the bloodline of a divine beast.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the two-headed tiger king flew over the heads of Fang Hao and the other monsters, rushing towards the direction of the colorful light column. (End of this chapter)