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

Zhulu Mountain, Main Peak Square
Fang Hao sat upright on the large bluestone throne, sensing the changing energy in the place.

The previous leader of the Demon Cult must have had a master who was proficient in feng shui and the art of qi-gazing, because under the guidance of his emperor's qi-gazing technique, the bottom of the big bluestone throne is where the dragon energy of Zhuolu Mountain gathers.

However, the dragon energy in the earth's veins here seemed to be sealed by some mysterious force, so it did not reveal itself.

Just when Fang Hao was figuring out how to remove the seal on the dragon energy in the local earth veins.

As several long rainbows fell, the real big bosses of the Zhulu Mountain Demon Cult appeared one by one.

"Where did you come from, handsome young man? Do you want to share the joy of love with your sister?" A charming voice appeared beside Fang Hao's ears.

Soon, a beautiful lady as pretty as jade with a flower in her hair came towards him. Her every frown and smile revealed her charm, and she seemed to have nothing to do with the Demon Cult.

"A young boy like you dares to break into our Zhuolu Mountain? I think you are tired of living!" After a series of earth-shaking movements, a muscular man with muscles as strong as an iron tower walked slowly towards them.

"Hehe, no one has sat on this seat in our Holy Church for decades." The last person, wearing a golden crown and a dragon robe, was very majestic as he walked.

In addition to these three people, there were three others whose momentum was no less than theirs. They appeared on the stage, and the six of them were distributed in six places, surrounding Fang Hao who was sitting on the big bluestone throne.

Fang Hao looked at the six people, his face showing no joy or sadness as he said, "You are the so-called two kings and four dukes of the Zhulu Mountain Demon Sect?"

"So what? What's your name, kid? Tell me your name!" said the sturdy man like an iron tower.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you can take my blow." Fang Hao said.

"What do you mean by taking your knife?" the burly man was about to ask.

But the Xiudong knife in Fang Hao's hand had already been unsheathed and was slashing diagonally.

The sharp blade light, the chilling cold air, and the chilling murderous intent are enough to make people shudder!

"Not good!" The burly man's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously used the unique skill of the Zhulu Mountain Demon Cult, "Magic Transformation into Immortal Body". Strange blood-colored lines appeared on his body, and his whole body swelled up like a balloon.

"boom!"

The sturdy man pushed his palms forward, and the surging palm power came roaring, barely blocking Fang Hao's knife.

"Interesting." Fang Hao said to himself.

Even a casual blow from him could not be blocked by an ordinary warrior, which shows that although the Zhulu Mountain Demon Cult is in decline, it is not short of experts.

The strong man in front of him is a master of the first-grade Vajra Realm.

"Unfortunately, this blow of mine...is not over yet!" As soon as Fang Hao finished his words, a bright knife light rose into the air. It turned out that the bright energy hidden in his sleeves was attached to the blade. The two combined to form a terrifying knife light in the shape of a real dragon, which was simply unimaginable.

This is Fang Hao's own sword move called "One Sleeve White Dragon" created by borrowing Li Chungang's unique skill "Two Sleeves of Green Snakes."

In essence, it is to build up the power of the sword and then release it with one breath.

The strong man like an iron tower blocked Fang Hao's slashing attack, but he couldn't stop Fang Hao's sleeve of white dragon that he had been accumulating for a long time.

"Boom!"

The mighty sword force was like the water of the Yellow River, with endless momentum, and soon broke through the defense of the iron tower strong man's immortal body, knocked him away, and nailed him to a cliff a hundred feet away.

"Zhulu Mountain is mine. Anyone who disturbs me will die!" Fang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the remaining five people.

There is actually not much difference between the two kings and four dukes of the Demon Cult in Zhulu Mountain, especially the strong man with an iron tower who was just killed instantly by Fang Hao with a single sword.

His Vajra Realm physique was difficult to break even for masters in the Profound Realm, but he died so easily at the hands of Fang Hao.

It can be seen that Fang Hao's martial arts skills are so high and his swordsmanship is so exquisite that it is simply unfathomable. Seeing this, the remaining five people dared not say anything more and immediately led their men to withdraw from Zhulu Mountain in disgrace.

After all, integrity is not as important as life. It is not without reason that the Demon Cult has been declining for decades.

"Very good, he who knows the times is a hero!" Fang Hao let out a long roar, and the two swords in his hands were like two long dragons, slashing down from the top of the mountain, and finally nailed on the three thousand white jade steps.

Fang Hao's mighty voice continued, "Anyone who trespasses will be killed!"

The power of the sword made the members of the Demon Cult terrified, and Fang Hao acted as if he had done something insignificant.

After the people from the Demon Cult retreated like the tide, Fang Hao began to slowly break the seal under the bluestone throne.

"This seal? It's not the work of the Demon Cult. It actually has some of the Longhu Mountain style. However, it is more profound and mysterious than the talismans on General Hongjia's body. It is undoubtedly the Nine Heavens Book." Fang Hao became more and more curious the more he looked at it.

There is actually a seal of Longhu Mountain above the dragon energy of Zhulu Mountain. I just don’t know which master of Longhu Mountain created it.

Fang Hao had previously studied the talismans of Mount Longhu, so he was naturally adept at deciphering them.

Soon, he combined the Vajra Garbha Mudra of Buddhism and created his own method to break the spell.

"Vajrabhairava, bless me!" Fang Hao let out a long roar, and the four-headed and twenty-four-armed Vajrabhairava statue behind him soared into the sky.

With the blessing of the Vajra Dharma Image, Fang Hao slammed his palm out and hit the throne under his feet hard.

"Boom!"

As if thunder and lightning struck the earth, the wind and clouds on Zhuolu Mountain suddenly changed and strange phenomena occurred.

The pale blue Tai Chi Bagua diagram shone brightly and rotated slowly. On the Bagua diagram, a golden Buddha's hand, with five fingers clenched into a fist, struck out heavily and hit the Tai Chi Bagua diagram fiercely.

"boom!"

The seal left by the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu on the main peak of Mount Zhulu was finally broken by Fang Hao.

Within the earth veins, dragon energy was boiling, emitting bursts of dragon roars.

Just when Fang Hao felt that the time was ripe, a transparent figure with a shining divine light appeared on the top of Zhulu Mountain. He had an immortal look and confronted Fang Hao.

Fang Hao noticed that the Taoist in front of him was wearing a red and purple Taoist robe, which was the standard outfit for the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

Zhao Xituan, the master of Fang Hao's younger brother Xu Longxiang, wears this set of Heavenly Master robes.

"Are you? Qi Xuanzhen?" Fang Hao asked.

"It is me." Qi Xuanzhen looked at Fang Hao with deep eyes, as if he could see through Fang Hao and see the past and the future. Then he said slowly: "So that's how it is. You are not the reincarnation of Zhenwu."

At this moment, Fang Hao's biggest secret in this life was discovered by Qi Xuanzhen.

But Fang Hao was not panicked, because he knew that Qi Xuanzhen, or Lu Zu, was on the side of the human world.

"Well, meeting each other is fate, so I'll give you some fate." As he said that, Qi Xuanzhen stretched out his right palm and pressed lightly towards the top of Fang Hao's head.

"Buzz!"

A powerful shock wave radiated in all directions from the top of Zhulu Mountain.

"The immortal touched my head, and I was blessed with immortality!" When Fang Hao regained consciousness, he no longer saw the incarnation left by Qi Xuanzhen, and said with a sense of loss. (End of this chapter)