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Chapter 636: The Fall of the Realm Lord (asking for monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
"Hahaha."

The Thunder Realm Lord smiled.

Fang Xing waved her jade hand, and a giant flaming sword took shape. The high temperature melted the void and burned the earth.

She sighed:

"The gods of the Divine Court are too merciful. They clearly don't need faith to survive, and they still give those low-level creatures under the sky a space to survive. In my opinion, they should have exterminated these despicable races of humans and wiped out their true spirits in the Great Wilderness, leaving only the gods and their descendants. Without these pig-like low-level creatures that can reproduce, the evil gods of the stars would not have targeted the faith and incense of this universe! There would be no war between gods! And there wouldn't be this series of bullshit things that happened later!"

Fang Xingyu is an absolute racist who believes in the supremacy of the gods. She has read the history of the universe and found that the root of all these wars between gods and civilizations is human beings. Human beings are actually greedier and more unrighteous than the gods. They also like to pretend to be benevolent, righteous, polite, wise and trustworthy, but their essence is not noble.

She had been holding these words in for a long time, until now when the Dragon and Phoenix tribes also came to attack the Divine Alliance under the banner of eliminating the tyranny of the God Tribe, and she exploded at this moment.

The Thunder Realm Lord narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he thought so, he usually would not express it publicly. After all, the Divine Alliance still had to pretend and could not be too blatant.

Lu Chenzhou laughed lowly:

"Fang Jie Zun is not pretending anymore? Although everyone already knows the true face of the Divine Alliance, I still don't mind spreading this projection."

The candle dragon order floats up.

He went on to say, "You are right about one thing. In the world, fists always speak."

Fang Xingyu came over with a knife in hand and chuckled, "Since I dare to say this, I don't care about these things anymore. Army Commander, let me have a taste of your big gun!"

Buzz! She swung her sword and slashed, the blade trembling and humming, the sword light transformed into a Bifang bird singing loudly, and the flames burned the barrier to a crisp.

"as you wish!"

Lu Chenzhou did not retreat but advanced, turning into a flash of lightning and swooping down like an eagle in the sky. He raised the tip of his spear upwards, and stabbed the tiger-soul spear into the belly of the divine bird with a fierce slash, cutting the divine bird in half and turning it into wisps of broken flames.

Fang Xingyu felt a chill on his back and quickly swung his sword. After the sound of metal clashing, Lu Chenzhou's body was bounced away and his spear shook like a winding dragon or snake.

"What a fast speed." Fang Xingyu's heart trembled, "This boy is indeed terrifying after reaching the eighth realm. Although his realm is not stable, his momentum is weaker than mine."

Because Lu Chenzhou's Qi and Blood limit was very close to the eighth level, Fang Xingyu mistakenly thought that Lu Chenzhou had broken through the eighth level, and did not think that he was still in the seventh level.

After seeing Lu Chenzhou in person, she was relieved. If the other party was really in the seventh realm and killed Achilles, she would probably not be able to sleep all night, because such a person would be able to crush her once he reached the eighth realm!
It can even go hand in hand with the third step.

He suddenly became a strong man at the top of the pyramid.

Boom, boom, boom!
In Yin Jiujiao's eyes, Lu Chenzhou's figure had completely disappeared, leaving only a flash of lightning, freely shuttling between heaven and earth. Only when he colliding with Fang Xingyu would he briefly reveal his figure.

"His speed feels not inferior to that of Fierce Wind Realm Lord. He completely overwhelms Fang Xingyu. His aura is also much stronger than mine. He must be at the eighth realm. How could this be? When I was at the limit of the seventh realm, he was only at the early stage of the seventh realm. In just a short twenty or thirty years, he surpassed me and reached the eighth realm earlier. Isn't it said that martial arts is a way to consume potential?"

He heard from the seniors of the God Clan and the top masters of the Three Thousand Worlds that the martial arts would become slower and slower as time went on, and eventually become no different from Qi Refiners. And because of their short life spans, they did not have an advantage in enlightenment.

On Lu Chenzhou,

He couldn't tell at all.

He even always felt that Lu Chenzhou's progress was getting faster and faster. According to the information he had obtained so far, if the difficulty of breaking through each realm was taken into consideration and calculated comprehensively, the slowest period for Lu Chenzhou's advancement was actually the period from mortal to extraordinary.

As a god.

They are born extraordinary.

"I'm afraid I can't last more than ten moves against Lu Chenzhou now." Yin Jiujiao sighed.

The Thunder Realm Lord did not take any action for the time being.

He observed the battle between Lu Chenzhou and Fang Xingyu, and was secretly shocked: "This boy's aura is very strange, it feels close to the eighth level, but still lacks something. Could it be that he is only in the seventh level now?"

If so, that's horrible.

A person with a body of the seventh realm, who can defeat a person of the eighth realm, and who is an old and powerful person like Achilles who possesses a precious treasure.

This incident has not been recorded in history books.

In fact, in the past ten thousand years, no one has been able to defeat the Eight Realms with their own abilities without the help of supreme treasures or treasures that surpass their current realm.

Lu Chenzhou is the first case.

time flies.

After completing "The Heavenly Escape Chapter", Lu Chenzhou's speed was too fast. The Chiyu Protoss was known for their killing, and their speed was average. Fang Xingyu's weapon was an extremely heavy sword forged from the remains of stars.

Therefore, style is to break all laws with one force.

The speed is average.

Her swordsmanship was too slow for Lu Chenzhou, so he was always able to dodge or block it. She also attacked with a violent storm, coming from all directions with her spear.

Fang Xingyu was caught off guard.

Soon, it fell below.

The Thunder Realm Lord could no longer sit still, and while Lu Chenzhou was entangled by Fang Xingyu, he turned into thunder, and thousands of lightning streams broke through the void and instantly appeared behind Lu Chenzhou, condensing into a phantom of the Thunder God that looked like a jellyfish with hundreds of purple translucent arms.

"Thunder magic. Ringing!" The shadow of the Thunder God held swords in a hundred arms, and the sword light shot out like purple silk threads.

Whoosh whoosh!
Most of the purple threads were blocked by the Xuantian Shield, and the remaining parts broke through the shield and penetrated into Lu Chenzhou's joints and even his brain like chains.

"die!"

The phantom of the Thunder God condensed countless thunder powers and directly penetrated into Lu Chenzhou's body through the purple silk threads. The power of billions of tripods exploded in an instant.

Boom! Thunder fell from the sky, and Lu Chenzhou's body spread out like rags, flying in all directions.

Yin Jiujiao shouted, "You two, Lu Chenzhou has an immortal body, without any weaknesses. All of his flesh, blood and soul must be wiped out!" "I am well prepared." Fang Xingyu's aura burst out, his heart beat violently, the Bifang blood in his body burned, and turned into 36,000 mini Bifangs that drilled out of his pores, and the power of fire surged.

In an instant, the Bifang's wingspan grew to a thousand feet. They flew all over the sky, their gorgeous red feathers falling, covering an area of ​​ten thousand miles in a shower of meteors. Each Bifang rushed towards a piece of minced meat and exploded.

"Forbidden Technique: Dance with the God of Fire."

Boom boom boom!
Fireworks were blooming everywhere within a radius of thousands of miles. The Xuantian Realm was constantly shaking. Endless underground fire and magma were drawn out and surrounded Fang Xingyu continuously.

"call……"

Fang Xingyu was panting like a cow, her face was pale and thin, and her originally plump snow-capped peaks seemed a little shriveled.

"You actually figured out this trick."

Yin Jiujiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Dancing with the God of Fire is not comparable to ordinary magical powers. It is the ability used by the god Bifang.

Even great supernatural powers cannot compare to it.

It is the true law of God.

Only the Realm Master can comprehend it.

Once this method is used, it will consume a large amount of divine blood. It will take at least a hundred years of cultivation to recover, so it is a forbidden method for the gods.

If it is used three times in a row, one will die. Unless it is a life-and-death crisis, the Realm Lords will not use it.

The power of the Thunder Realm Lord's mind dissipated.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Being able to die in my God Clan’s forbidden technique, this Lu Chenzhou should be able to smile in his grave. I have been a Realm Master for thousands of years, and I have only used forbidden techniques three times. Realm Master Fang’s courage is unmatched by ordinary people.”

Fang Xingyu said: "A lion needs to use all its strength to fight a rabbit. If the two of us join forces and still can't kill Lu Chenzhou, how can the God Clan have any face?"

Fang Bifan said: "Aunt, be careful. Lu Chenzhou is not an ordinary person. He may not be dead."

"He has no breath at all. His body and soul are both destroyed at the same time under the forbidden spell. He should be dead. He still has an avatar in the Tianxia Civilization, but it is only at the seventh level of combat power. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Fang Xingyu said lightly.

She continued:

"The forbidden technique will reduce the potential of my bloodline and ruin my future. I have paid such a high price. If I still cannot kill Lu Chenzhou, then I would rather die."

Fang Xingyu turned and left.

Just as he was about to put away the knife, a bloody misty figure appeared in a flash, like a ghost.

"Then I will grant you your wish." A spear emerged from the void, and a strong aura of a veteran eighth realm appeared. Then a gorgeous light lit up under the sky. Clang! With the roar of the spear, Fang Xingyu's seventh-grade armor was chopped into pieces, and the divine armor was shattered. The white jade-like body flashed with blood, and then the body cracked like porcelain and turned into a blazing flame.

"You're not dead? How is that possible?" Fang Xingyu's doubtful face emerged in the flames. Suddenly she thought of something and looked at her sword, only to see that the blade was stained with an imperceptible trace of blood, which was now rapidly dissipating.

"Rebirth through dripping blood... an immortal body?"

For the first time, Flame's face changed drastically.

Everyone thought that Lu Chenzhou was immortal, but little did they know that this guy was immortal!

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and gave up her body at the first moment. Her soul merged with the origin of Bifang's bloodline and turned into a formless body of fire.

Avoided a fatal blow.

"This trick is really tried and tested, but it's a pity that it can only be used once. It will be difficult to deal with the enemy once they are prepared. The fact that I have an immortal body has been known by Taoist Tian Gu, and it won't be long before it spreads."

Lu Chenzhou held Fang Xingyu's head in his hands.

The pure Yang poisonous fire turned it into nothingness.

He has now become able to expertly fuse the poison and pure yang fire, and can even attach them to his spearmanship techniques. Once contaminated, the person will be like a maggot on the heel.

Without the eighth realm of cultivation, death is certain.

Even if one has reached the eighth realm, without an antidote and one's attainment in the art of poison is too low, life would be worse than death.

Fang Xingyu was horrified to find that her flaming body had been infected with wisps of green flames at some point, and no matter how she reorganized it, she could not dispel it.

The real poison is the one that bends the rules.

Even without a physical body, one can still be poisoned!

"At least a sixth-level poison..."

Fang Xingyu's tone was somewhat desperate. She had just used a forbidden technique and was already at her weakest.

The poison became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The green flame continued to spread. Fang Xingyu's flaming face turned green with fear. She looked around.

The figure of Thunder Realm Lord has disappeared.

Yin Jiujiao also ran away.

She is the only one in such a huge mine.

Her face was distorted by extreme pain.

"Kill me, give me a quick death. I, Fang Xingyu, will never beg for mercy. Even if you kill me, it won't change the fact that you are a lowly human being."

(End of this chapter)