Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 241 The Fist of Spirit Power
Fang Shuo defeated the two of them, causing all the disciples in the Qingfu to simmer with flames in their hearts, but they could only swallow their anger and pin all their hopes on Dai Pang.

Feeling the eyes of everyone looking at him, Dai Pang felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

"Junior Brother Fang, the few magic weapons in your hands are rare things. Pang has been practicing for nearly 200 years, and naturally there will be many of them. Instead of spending time fighting, it is better for you and me to use our spiritual power to fight each other to determine the outcome. how?"

Dai Pang's proposal made everyone puzzled. In their view, Fang Shuo's strength was mostly supported by his physical body and powerful magic weapons.

In terms of spiritual power, even if Fang Shuo did not want to break through the Yuanling prematurely, he would not be so strong.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Dai is afraid of Fang Shuo, but using spiritual power to transform fists into fists, even if he wins, it is still a difference in realm, and it will hurt my Qingfu's face."

"Not at all. Although Fang Shuo is only a psychic, it is difficult to know the depth of it after all. Let's see his reaction."

Fang Shuo's eyes rolled slightly, and he didn't expect Dai Pang to propose such a proposal. After thinking for a while, he agreed: "Yes, I also want to see Senior Brother Mu Yun as soon as possible."

"Isn't Junior Brother Fang exaggerating what you said?" Dai Pang showed displeasure on his face.

Fang Shuo was calm. After coming to the land of Zhongyin, he had a clear understanding of his spiritual power, and his earth attribute was perfect, which sublimated his control over his spiritual power. His spiritual power, he dare not say It is thicker than Yuanling, but it can be superimposed.

Overlay!

This is a terrifying concept, that is to say, when Fang Shuo casts the wood attribute of the psychic alchemy at the moment, his spiritual power is several times that of the monks of the heavenly alchemy. If the dual attributes of wood and earth are used at the same time, it will be even more terrifying. almost.

Combined with its physical body, it is even more staggering.

Therefore, using spiritual power as a punch to determine the outcome, Fang Shuo has every chance to win me.

After ten breaths, Dai Pang Yuanling's mid-stage cultivation was unreservedly running, and when his right hand was gently raised, substantial spiritual power began to condense. In front of him, a spiritual fist with the sound of thunder crackling was formed impressively.

boom!
There was a sound of punching, and the space burned and exploded. Fang Shuo watched from a distance, and the psychic elixir attribute exploded instantly. His right hand formed a fist, and he punched out with the same punch.

His punch didn't look surprising. In everyone's eyes, even the more powerful late-stage psychic monks could throw it.

Just as contempt flashed in their eyes, Fang Shuo's soil attribute immediately caught up. In the blink of an eye, Fang Shuo's fist of spiritual power had turned into a three-foot black hole. The devouring of words.

"Here, how can his spiritual power be so strong?"

"Psychic cultivation possesses such spiritual power, which is unheard of. I am afraid that even the peak powerhouses in the late stage of Yuanling will be far behind..."

While everyone was dumbfounded, the two fists of spiritual power collided together.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no wave, and the two fists were annihilated almost at the same time after they were exchanged, but before they were annihilated, everyone saw that it was Fang Shuo's fist, which swallowed Dai Pang's fist in the blink of an eye at an indescribable speed. .

This kind of devouring was so fast that Dai Pang, who was still controlling the spiritual power, took a step back in a bloodless face. After withdrawing the spiritual power in a blink of an eye, his face flushed, and a mouthful of blood was forced down by him.

On the other hand, Fang Shuo still stood there calmly, smiling at Dai Pang, and remained silent.

In this contest of spiritual power, everyone knows that Fang Shuo won without the person involved.

Moreover, the resort is destructive, straightforward!

"Although the three of them are not outstanding in Qingfu, they are also the best among the disciples. Unexpectedly, all three of them lost in front of Fang Shuo."

"Sure enough, a monster has come to the southern land, and I am suddenly looking forward to how powerful he will be after breaking through the Yuanling."

There were boos everywhere, Fang Shuo apologized to Fu Cheng and Dai Pang, and walked to Jiang Ling: "Senior Sister Jiang, at this moment, can you take me to see Brother Pastor?"

"No need, Mu is here."

Before Jiang Ling could answer, a voice sounded behind Fang Shuo. He turned around and saw that it was Tianming Muyun.

"Brother Priest!"

Fang Shuo clasped his fists, feeling very puzzled in his heart. With his divine sense, he didn't even notice when Mu Yun came.

"I heard you were looking for me?" Mu Yun looked at him and asked.

Fang Shuo said: "Indeed, there are some things I want to bother Brother Pastor."

"Follow me." Mu Yun nodded, turned around and left.

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Fang Shuo left with Muyun. Muyun did not fly, but walked all the way in Qingfu, and Fang Shuo had to follow in small steps.

After walking for more than half an hour, the two came to a mountain top. This mountain is not unusual in Qingfu, but the scenery is quiet. From the top of the mountain, the Ziqing River can just be seen.

"Brother Pastor, you brought me here, but what's the matter?" Fang Shuo stood beside Muyun, very puzzled.

"Tell me first, why are you looking for me?" Mu Yun didn't look back, looking at Ziqinghe.

"I heard that Brother Pastor accidentally got a piece of Mysterious Cold Jade of Ten Thousand Years when he was traveling, and wanted to ask for it. If Brother Pastor has any request, Fang Shuo can do whatever he can." Fang Shuo explained his purpose.

"You want the Wannian Xuanhan Jade?" Mu Yun smiled: "It's for the Frost Fairy, no, it should be Lan Shuang. I asked for her, right?"

Fang Shuo smiled: "Yes."

"Xuanhan jade is very common, but those buried deep in the ground for more than ten thousand years are rare. Although it is of no great use to me, you know its value." Mu Yun turned to look at Fang Shuo, his eyes widened. I don't know what it means.

"What do you want Fang Shuo to do, Brother Pastor, just ask." Fang Shuo showed a touch of sincerity.

"You don't need to do anything for me, it's just a piece of Xuanhan jade, take it." Mu Yun waved his hand, his right palm suddenly spread out, a piece of palm-sized, crystal clear and almost transparent Xuanyu was in his hand, after a glance, he directly Throw it to Fang Shuo.

Fang Shuo quickly took it, doubts arose in his eyes, and after putting it away, he said, "Brother Pastor, this..."

Mu Yun turned his head away with a smile, looked at Ziqinghe again, and seemed to be a little emotional: "Your business is over, next, let me tell you why I brought you here."

"Brother Pastor, please tell me."

Fang Shuo originally wanted to ask why Xuanhanyu was given away for free, but judging from Muyun's appearance, it seemed that he didn't want to say more about this matter, so he didn't ask.

"Look at how huge the Tianfu Gate is. In the land of Zhongyin, except for the two peak powers, almost no one dares to shake the Tianfu Gate."

"Indeed." Fang Shuo felt the same way.

"But do you know that if a great catastrophe comes, forces like Tianfu Gate will be wiped out in an instant." Mu Yun looked solemn, and there seemed to be embarrassment in his eyes.

"In an instant..."

(End of this chapter)