Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 460 This time, I have a younger brother, a mount, and a holy weapon!
In the 48th area, Naranje's face showed an incredible expression. You know, he was a top-notch strong man in the Tongtian Ancient Star Domain and the strongest saint among the younger generation, but now, he seemed to be crushed.

That person only used one move and most of his cards were revealed. He had already used up most of his unique skills of the magic spear, and now he only had a few cards left to use.

The trump card is the killing formation engraved in his body. However, to use this killing formation, he will need to consume countless blood, energy and spiritual power. Moreover, once it is unleashed, it will not be a stop-gap measure, but an all-out fight.

But that person only used a kind of Taoist magical power to trap him. It can be imagined that this existence must have more terrifying means of attack and killing, enough to kill him completely.

He was really anxious before.

If that existence had not opened the boundary, he would have thought that this person would take the opportunity to kill him.

"Fellow Daoist, you have gained a lot of insights in the way of the divine spear. You use the divine spear as your great way and integrate many Taoist methods such as the power of stars, the power of light, the power of the soul, etc. It is indeed extraordinary."

Fang Qing strolled leisurely in the garden and smiled slightly.

He saw through the unique skills of this practitioner.

The supreme way of gun!

He can be a gun saint!

There are relatively few monks who use guns as their magic weapons on the path of cultivation. Compared to magic guns, many monks prefer magic swords. Some who want to pursue more mysterious objects often refine tripods, bells, towers, pagodas and other objects, as if these objects are of a higher level.

For example, the Wushi Emperor refined the Wushi Bell, the Emperor Zun refined the Immortal Cauldron, and the Western Queen Mother refined the Western Queen Tower.

Naranje, who had cultivated to the saint level, used the magic spear as his weapon and practiced the great sage's spear skills, displaying extraordinary divine power.

Of course, this divine power could not do anything to Fang Qing, but was easily broken by Fang Qing.

Fang Qing's gaze fell on Naranje's body. He could see that there was a killing formation contained in his flesh. The killing formation displayed many mysteries. Countless runes condensed, containing many rare treasures of heaven and earth, as well as Naranje's own blood, energy and divine power.

Obviously, this killing formation is Naranji's last trump card. Fang Qing estimates that by activating this formation, this person can unleash at least dozens of times the combat power.

By practicing secret techniques, the human body can burst out with ten times the combat power which is already very powerful. And if one comprehends the mysteries such as formations to an extremely high level, the terrifying destructive power contained can be more than ten times.

Just like the Black Emperor back then, who cast the Infinite Killing Formation, he could kill a half-step great power in the first level of the Immortal Platform at the Dragon Transformation Realm. The realm he crossed here had already exceeded the Eight Forbidden Realms.

This is the magic of the formation.

This is also the beauty of external objects.

"Brother Dao, your cultivation is profound, far beyond mine. I wonder what star field you are from, and if you can let me know your name."

Naranje stood in the void with a magic spear in his hand. He looked like a fierce man, but his words were very polite. He did not look like an invincible young hero in an ancient star field at all, and he did not have any arrogance at all.

"Beidou Star Region, Taixuan Holy Sect, Fang Qing."

Fang Qing told his name with a smile on his face.

"The Big Dipper Star Region, isn't that the legendary Burial Emperor Star? Brother Fang is actually from the Burial Emperor Star!"

Naranje's face showed some obvious surprise, as if he had not expected Fang Qing to come from such a place, but he was relieved soon. Only a strong man who came out of the Burial Emperor Star could bring him such great pressure.

"Brother Fang and I hit it off today. I wonder if we can become brothers, so that we can advance and retreat together in the future!"

Naranje's expression changed and he spoke immediately.

"it is good."

Fang Qing nodded.

A young genius who became a saint in just over a hundred years has surpassed many saints and saintesses in the Big Dipper. It is not bad to let this one become his brother.

"Big brother."

Naranji immediately bowed to Fang Qing.

"Little brother."

Fang Qing spoke up and acknowledged this man as his younger brother.

The reason why he is called the youngest brother instead of the second or third brother is because he has too many younger brothers. In order of priority, Ye Fan, Pang Bo and others are the second and third brothers. As for Tu Fei, Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian, Li Heishui and others, they are the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh brother and so on.

Of course, then again, his younger brothers also have many younger brothers. He is the big brother in front of his younger brothers, but he is still a younger brother in front of him.

"Brother, how advanced are you? I don't have any power to resist you."

After suddenly worshipping Fang Qing as his elder brother, the crisis in Naranjie's heart finally dissipated, and he knew that he was on the right path.

However, he still had a lot of curiosity in his heart. You know, he has already reached the third level of Saint, so why did this big brother give him such great oppression!
"Do you really want to know?"

Fang Qing glanced at Naranji.

"I do want to know."

Naranj nodded.

"The ninth heaven of the Saint King."

Fang Qing said, "If you follow the ancient path of the human race, you should be able to be promoted to a great sage."

"...?"

Naranje's face showed an extremely shocked emotion, and he even wanted to say "Fuck" in his heart.

Big brother, your cultivation has reached the ninth level of Saint King, and you are only one step away from reaching the Great Sage realm?

No wonder such a terrifying sense of crisis arose in his heart, just like when he was at the Dragon Transformation Realm and facing a Level 2 Immortal master.

This big brother is the Saint King Ninth Heaven! Wouldn't it be easy to control him?
In other words, the fight between the eldest brother and him was just for fun. If he had not been polite and said something like "get out" or "die", wouldn't he have been killed instantly?
"When you go out, you really have to be polite. Only by being polite can you survive."

Naranje felt a surge of hope in his heart, and he finally understood where the fear in his heart came from.

This big brother is too terrifying. This is only the first city of the human race, and you are already a Saint King of the Ninth Heaven? If you want, can't you wipe out all the trial participants?
"Don't look at me like that. With my level of cultivation, all the trial participants are the younger generation of our human race in my eyes, not my opponents. As the Saint King of the human race, I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. After all, I am a genius of my human race."

Fang Qing glanced at Naranji and knew what he was thinking.

"Big brother's thoughts really shocked me, but... I'm afraid that the other trial participants don't have such thoughts about big brother. They want to use all means to kill someone like big brother."

Naranj thought for a moment and spoke.

"If you follow me and become my little brother, I'm sure ordinary people will know my reputation."

Fang Qing said with a smile.

"That's...yes."

Naranji thought for a moment and then smiled bitterly.

He, Naranjie, is a peerless hero among the younger generation in the Tongtian Ancient Star Domain. He holds a magic spear in his hand and kills his opponents all the way. No one knows how many opponents have died at his hands, and many people know how fierce he is.

But even he, a seeded player with such a fierce reputation, recognized someone else as his big brother. In this case, who would dare to challenge the big brother?

I am afraid that in the years to come, more and more monks will follow Big Brother.

Taking him in as a younger brother is also a form of deterrence.

This was absolutely unimaginable for him in the past. He was a peerless genius in the field, but now he had to serve as someone else's younger brother.

However, his eldest brother's cultivation has now reached the ninth level of the Saint King, and he can be promoted to the Great Sage realm at any time. It will definitely not be a loss of face for him to recognize such a person as his eldest brother.

"Let's go and check out District 48."

Fang Qing said, looking at Naranji. "By the way, let's discuss some more secret techniques."

"Okay, big brother."

Naranj nodded.

The two peerless masters walked in the 48th district. This area also has many advantages, various ancient medicinal kings, and many great ways of heaven and earth.

As Fang Qing walked, he comprehended a profound truth, which was the way of "wildness".

Runes condensed and transformed into a vast formation. As they continued to circulate, they could increase the cultivator's mental power, making the cultivator's mental power even more violent, and each mental thought became several times stronger.

Of course, the power of ordinary Taoist magic can be greatly enhanced by the blessing of this wild rune.

The wild runes can even condense into a wild divine armor, which is enough to withstand the attacks of many holy weapons.

This is a kind of great law that Fang Qing comprehended here, which has many benefits. He comprehended the Great Dao of Wilderness, which means that he has passed the test and training here. This training place is meant to test the comprehension of cultivators.

The wild and desolate sacred road is enough to pass perfectly.

Fang Qing and Naranje did not stop but continued to move forward and saw another sacred beast.

There is a clan of ancient wild beasts, the wind and thunder bull beasts. Their ancestor cultivated to the level of a saint. Whenever the saint roared casually, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard, shaking the heaven and earth.

However, the wind and thunder power of this wind-thunder bull beast still could not do anything to Fang Qing.

Fang Qing just grabbed the Barbarian Saint with his big hand. The so-called violent wind and divine thunder could not break Fang Qing's body at all.

Naranje's eyes jumped as he watched. The Wind-Thunder Bull Beast's cultivation had reached the eighth level of Sainthood. Even if he wanted to deal with it, he would have to use some means. But in his elder brother's hands, it seemed to be no different from an ordinary bison.

The terrifying power of wind and thunder, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to destroy a small star, but when it fell on the eldest brother's skin, it didn't even cause a ripple.

"Please spare my life, Senior. I am willing to be your mount."

The ancestor of the Wind and Thunder Beast felt frightened and begged for mercy quickly.

"You want to be my mount? Yes. I was planning to let you go after studying your race."

Fang Qing said, "Of course you can still regret it now."

"I have no regrets. Being able to follow the master is the greatest opportunity of my life. I hope the master will accept me."

The Wind-Thunder Ox Beast is a giant beast that is a thousand feet tall. Its skin is blue-green in color, as if thunder and lightning are intertwined in it, flashing a terrifying light. Its eyes are like two wheels of burning thunder and fire. Any movement of it can draw on the power of wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

Wherever this sacred beast passed, the mountains and rivers trembled, and all things fell silent.

But at this moment, it lowered its head and expressed its submission to Fang Qing.

Are you kidding? It has used countless attacking methods, but it couldn't even break the body of this existence. Obviously, this existence is too terrifying. It is estimated that it is at least at the Saint King level.

Being able to reach the status of a Saint King here, you will at least be a Great Sage in the future!
There is absolutely no harm in following such a being.

Although it is a savage beast, it is certainly not stupid since it has become a saint.

Please accept me, sir!
"Okay, since you are sincere and willing to follow me, I will take you as my mount."

Fang Qing spoke and sat on the wind-thunder bull beast.

"Since you are already my mount, I will not treat you unfairly. I will give you these mystical Taoist techniques and this fruit."

Fang Qing was on top of the wind-thunder ox beast, teaching it some of the mysteries of the great Dao.

In addition, there is another fruit, which is a semi-divine medicine produced in the small thousand worlds within Fang Qing's body.

He was very interested in the race of wind-thunder bull beasts, which seemed to be born for fighting.

There is natural lightning power on its horns. As its cultivation level increases, the more terrifying its thunder power becomes. When encountering an enemy, the countless thunders can transform into materialized thunder dragons, tearing apart everything that exists.

Its four hooves contain extremely violent power of wind and thunder. Every time it steps on the ground, it will cause a doomsday-like vibration. In particular, the power of wind and thunder will rise under its hooves, making it extremely fast.

As for its mouth, it can also spit out countless wind blades and thunder balls. These wind blades and thunder can condense into one, turning into a violent pillar of wind and thunder, which will sweep over in an instant and can turn any cultivator who steps into the pillar of wind and thunder into ashes.

Even its ox tail, when swung, can trigger the devastating power of wind and thunder, like a whip of punishment sent down from heaven, which can easily break through the enemy's defenses and crush the enemy's soul and flesh together.

This race actually has a very violent temper and is the ruler of this area. Any other race will stay away from the Wind and Thunder Ox Beast when they see it.

However, the Wind-Thunder Bull Beast King, who had such a bad temper, still controlled his temper when he met Fang Qing, just like Nalanjie, the peerless genius from the Tongtian Ancient Star Region, who also became polite in front of Fang Qing.

Now Fang Qing has passed on his understanding of the way of wind and thunder to him in order to help him take a further step.

This is the mystery of the creation of heaven and earth, and being born with the power of wind and thunder is really enviable.

"Thank you, Master!"

A look of joy appeared on the face of the Wind-Thunder Ox Beast. It felt that by following this master, it might be able to enter the legendary realm of the Saint King, or even the highest level.

"If the master cultivates to the level of a great emperor, then I can also become a great saint."

The Wind-Thunder Ox Beast looked loyal, its body shrank to three meters in size, still looking majestic.

"Congratulations, brother."

Naranj comes forward to congratulate.

"Let's continue our discussion, Niu Niu, you can join us."

Fang Qing spoke.

Everyone moved on.

From the beginning, Fang Qing was traveling alone, but soon he was able to travel with two people, and even had a mount. It turned out that experience was indeed an opportunity.

When Fang Qing and his younger brother Naranjie finished touring the entire 48th floor, they directly crossed the area and entered the 47th floor area.

As soon as he entered the 47th floor area, Fang Qing saw monks fighting in the distance and the aura of ancient holy artifacts flowing.

Although they are all trial participants at the semi-saint level, they all have holy weapons in their hands. After all, everyone in their own star field is the hope of the star field and the seed of the future.

"Go and have a look."

As Fang Qing took a few steps, he arrived at the battlefield in the distance.

There are two groups of monks fighting here, one group has three people and the other group also has three people.

Every cultivator summoned his own holy weapon, including the Demon Umbrella that covered the world, the giant sword that tore through the sky, the Heaven-Turning Seal that was as big as a mountain, the Star-Breaking Hammer that revealed endless murderous aura, a Divine Cauldron that suppressed the heaven and earth, and even a banner, the Soul-Capture Banner, which revealed a ghostly aura.

It has to be said that the trial-takers who were able to reach the first city of the human race were all very capable. The six semi-saints each summoned a holy weapon, which looked incredibly powerful.

They were fighting fiercely on the field, and when Fang Qing arrived with Naranje riding on the Wind-Thunder Bull Beast, the six monks looked at each other and seemed to see the hesitation between each other.

But then a young man snorted coldly and said, "Kill them!"

In an instant, the six people who were fighting each other just now actually joined together, and the six holy weapons came directly towards Fang Qing to kill him.

Moreover, in this instant, several terrible forbidden weapons exploded, which could definitely destroy the ancient saint.

This is the most vicious killing weapon!
Almost in an instant, an area of ​​a thousand miles was razed to the ground, and everything was destroyed!

That was a holy-level forbidden weapon, specially refined for killing ancient saints. It was taken to the ancient starry road by these people to kill saint-level beings.

Now they sacrificed themselves at the first opportunity, which showed their determination to kill Fang Qing.

These people were truly too cruel. The explosion of six forbidden weapons was enough to kill any ancient prince. Any outstanding person who could compete for the throne would basically incur hatred if he was hit.

"Hahaha, we're pretending to fight here, and someone really fell for it."

"You want to stalk the cicada while the oriole is behind? That's just wishful thinking!"

"Even if he is a saint, what's the use? How can a fool with only Taoist magic power but no brain escape our calculations?"

"Even a saint would die if he met the six of us!"

"How is it possible that they are not dead?"

The six semi-saints were still celebrating their wisdom when they were extremely shocked to find that the two people in the center of the forbidden weapon were not dead at all, and even the young man's mount was not dead.

It seemed that the forbidden weapon they exploded was just a firework and had no effect at all.

"Your wisdom is indeed great, but unfortunately your strength is too weak."

Fang Qing sat on the wind-thunder ox beast, his expression calm.

The explosion of the so-called holy forbidden weapon was indeed like fireworks to him.

His gaze fell on the six semi-saints. He shook his head, stretched out his hand and pointed. The six semi-saints exploded, deader than dead.

As for the six awakened holy soldiers, Fang Qing grabbed them and all their spirituality was imprisoned. The six holy soldiers turned into Fang Qing's appearance.

"These six guys who are too smart are going to die!"

Naranj was quite moved.

(End of this chapter)