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Chapter 85 Offering oneself to the fire, burning away all calamities!!!
Nine Heavens Primordial Chaos Visualization Method - First Realm.
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The Dragon-Tiger Force within the body is like a living thing, leaping and bounding about.

And that's how the scene came to be what everyone sees.

"Zhang Zi'ang, Qi Ziming, Xiang Han."

Fang Qingyu stood in front of Tong Ran, uttering one name after another.

These are all relatively strong in combat.

But the person who didn't come to help hold the woman back just now.

After taking attendance, he pointed to Tong Ran, Tang Lingchuan, Wu Yan, and others.

"If one of them dies..."

"I'm back to take your lives!!!"

The voice just fell.

The ground suddenly collapsed, creating a spiderweb-like deep pit.

The fragments of blue bricks are still suspended in the air and have not yet fallen.

A golden thread runs through the entire hall.

The fist, carrying the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, pierced through the blood-red barrier that the woman had hastily erected.

Those protective layers that can corrode steel are like fragile sugar coating.

boom! ! !
The shockwave snapped the nearest bronze lamppost in half.

Everyone around was thrown to the ground by the blast wave, and through their blurred vision, they could only see Fang Qingyu grabbing the woman by the throat and rushing into the darkness behind the throne.

"who are you?"

When the woman stood up unharmed from the broken floor tiles, her face showed no anger, but rather more curiosity.

“Wo Nen Die”.

Fang Qingyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, but he still smiled slightly.

"?"

A look of doubt appeared between the woman's delicate brows.

However, it's clear this isn't a compliment.

She raised her slender hand.

A river of blood flowed through the air like a brushstroke.

The blinding red light illuminated the darkness.

Fang Qingyu felt a chill run down his spine.

After using special abilities to predict the opponent's next move.

The body reacts immediately.

The gold and silver patterns on the fist left streaks of light like shooting stars in the darkness.

Upon seeing this, the woman in palace attire lightly touched the Blood River with her finger.

Twelve layers of blood-red barriers unfolded before me.

The ground shook violently when the fist struck the first layer of blood curtain.

However, they failed to break through the barrier.
The layers of blood-red curtains behind them, at the woman's command, quickly floated into the air and transformed into a scarlet waterfall cascading down.

Fang Qingyu didn't have time to think about why he couldn't break through.

He spun around to avoid the corrosive rain of blood.

The elbow strike, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slammed into the woman's temple.

But his wrist was entangled by the blood coral beads hanging from her temple.

"Martial arts and spirituality?"

The woman chuckled softly, her fingertips tracing patterns in the air.

"Unfortunately, I am still just a mortal."

The beads suddenly tightened.

The bones in my wrist made a cracking sound.

In the blink of an eye.

Thick blood plasma seeped out from the cracks in the floor tiles, quickly spreading over his ankles.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu stomped his foot and exerted force.

The force of the Eight Extremes Sinking Force sent the blood flying three zhang (approximately 10 meters) up.

I was about to back away.

The surrounding blood seemed to come alive, quickly wrapping around Fang Qingyu and lifting him into the air.

The blood slowly congealed.

After twisting into a cage in mid-air, it slowly landed.

"Your blood smells wonderful."

Ignoring the blood-red railing, the woman walked straight through and pressed her nose deeply against Fang Qingyu's neck.

The air smelled of decay and sweetness.
Her nail polish traced across his bulging carotid artery.
Fang Qingyu saw this.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He never expected a woman to look down on him like that.

They dare to get close to me at will.

next second.

Countless dark lines burst and spread from the heart.

It was as if an ancient ferocious beast had broken free of its seal.

The blood shackles that had been binding his body crumbled inch by inch, not from being shattered by brute force, but from being swallowed up by some more primal darkness.

"Eternal Night."

A low syllable rolled down Fang Qingyu's throat.

"The curtain!!"

The moment the last word was uttered, a ring of black tide erupted centered on Fang Qingyu.

It was as if the entire Milky Way had been upside down and all the starlight had been removed. Fang Qingyu raised his hand and made a loose grasping motion.

The curtain of eternal night completely closed in the last ray of light.

He then grabbed the woman's wrist with his other hand.

The force of the over-the-shoulder throw sent both of them crashing into the darkness.

The dark matter solidified into shackles, fixing the woman firmly to the ground.

Fang Qingyu flipped over and straddled the other person's waist and abdomen.

The fist slammed into that stunningly beautiful face like a heavy hammer.
boom! ! boom! ! boom! !

Fang Qingyu couldn't remember how many punches he threw.

The power enhanced by the Dragon and Tiger Force.

Enough to destroy everything!!!
Unfortunately.

The excruciating pain came from my finger bone.

The woman slowly moved her hand away from Fang Qingyu's fist.

On his expressionless face.

It is still intact.

"You succeeded in irritating me."

The woman's body slowly rose to her feet, supported by the river of blood behind her.

Even his pupils were filled with blood.

this moment.

A woman's perception of breathing techniques
Like an invincible evil god
Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, the woman finished speaking softly and then flicked her wrist.

Fang Qingyu felt dizzy and disoriented.

He was sent flying backwards.

His back slammed heavily against the bronze relief wall.

Spiderweb cracks burst open behind him, and the metallic groan of his spine squeezing the bronze was sickening.

A metallic, sweet taste rose in my throat.

He spat a mouthful of blood onto the blue brick floor.

Fang Qingyu barely managed to lift his head and saw the woman floating above the river of blood.

Twelve layers of blood-red curtains swirled around her.

"Is it?"

As his vision began to blur, Fang Qingyu suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and the sharp pain jolted him back to his senses.

He stared at the woman and murmured softly.

"You've angered me too."

Broken murmurs vibrated in my chest.

"Embrace of the Candle"

Fang Qingyu just completed the visualization method.

There are 5 skill points remaining.

It crashed onto the Candle Walker's job panel.

What I fear is that if the martial arts apprentices don't have the skills, they still won't be able to win.

Then we'll just have to see how powerful the new skill is.

And the result did not disappoint Fang Qingyu.

only.
I was just worried that someone might see it and I didn't dare to use it.

Now the surroundings are unfamiliar, and Tong Ran and her group are not around.

Fang Qingyu has absolutely no taboos!
"Eternal Night Blaze!"

The moment the last four words burst from between his teeth.

Fang Qingyu was suddenly plunged into absolute darkness.

The ink flowing in the darkness seemed to come alive, transforming into thousands of black snakes with their tails circling upwards along his battle boots.

The sound of tearing fabric suddenly rang out.

The golden dragon and tiger stripes peeled off piece by piece in the dark flames.

The hem of the trench coat, formed from solidified liquid black flames, hung down, scorching the blue bricks on the ground with dense, honeycomb-like holes.

Fang Qingyu in the face of a new form.
The woman, suspended in mid-air, staggered backward for the first time.

Looking at this scene, it felt somewhat familiar.

Who exactly are you!?

However, Fang Qingyu ignored her and simply picked up the Mo Ting that had fallen to the side.

Place it upright in front of you.

"Offering oneself to the fire—"

A murmur followed.

The darkness within the hall instantly surged, transforming into black flames that were continuously absorbed by Mo Ting.

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes, which were as black as ink.

The black flames erupting from the blade have transformed into a towering pillar of fire.
"Burn away all calamities!!!"

The final syllable fell simultaneously with the blade.

The woman's shrill scream pierced the darkness.

"You're that madman's man!?"

The echo had not yet faded.

Her figure was engulfed by the rampaging black flames.

The dome crumbled amidst the black flames, and a ray of light pierced the eternal night.

The sunlight shone on Fang Qingyu's robes, which fluttered like raven feathers.

(End of this chapter)