Fang Yu raised his head and looked up into the sky.

Ziyang Immortal Venerable's face was still reflected in the sky, his face extremely gloomy.

In the surroundings, there were endless screams and exclamations.

The fifty-two fierce spirits released by Fang Yu were fighting violently.

Facing these fifty-two ominous spirits who could repair their bodies indefinitely, use magic power indefinitely, and possess infinite vitality, these members of the Ziyang clan had nothing to do.

After the Purple Sun Array was destroyed, they were indistinguishable from the monks outside in terms of using laws.

Losing this huge advantage, and facing many ancient ominous spirits with terrifying strength, they couldn't find much way to do it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Especially Ni Xiaozong and Linyuan God, the combat power displayed by these two fierce spirits is even more terrifying. Wherever they go, many monks can only avoid it!

In this situation, the Ziyang clan is completely at a disadvantage, retreating steadily!

"Immortal Ziyang, you still don't make a move, do you want to watch so many members of the clan die with your own eyes?" Fang Yu asked.

"Buzz..."

At this time, in the high sky, a strong light bloomed.

A group of purple flames burned extremely vigorously in the air, and the outline of the flames gradually became the prototype of a monk.

Finally, the figure of Immortal Ziyang appeared.

He was condescending, staring at Fang Yu with disdainful and cold eyes.

"Did you think... that you have gained the absolute upper hand, that the strength of our Ziyang clan...is that all?" Ziyang Immortal Venerable asked in a cold tone.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

It doesn't matter whether he thinks so or not.

The important thing is, from Ziyang Immortal Venerable's words, they obviously still have a back hand.

"Could it be..."

Fang Yu looked at the purple flames burning around Ziyang Immortal Venerable's body, and thought of a possibility in his heart.

He lowered his head and looked at the collapsed ground below.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Through the vision of the Eye of the Great Dao, it can be clearly seen that the bodies of the eight elders who were shot down to the ground by him earlier, including Ziyang Shenzi, have all recovered.

They stood up from the ground, not only did the immortal power in their bodies show no signs of fading, but instead they were constantly increasing.

The source of this sudden improvement is not the outside world, but the blood in their bodies!

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Immortal power is constantly improving, so that their aura is also skyrocketing!

"I was seriously injured, but my breath became stronger..." Fang Yu's eyes became colder and colder.

It's not like he hasn't seen such a situation before.

The exercises practiced by the Ziyan Palace monks back then are exactly like this!

No break, no stand!

In the case of not being completely dead, the more injured you are, the more powerful you can rebound!

It is because of the existence of this technique that Ziyan Palace was able to occupy a place in the world of immortal cultivation on earth back then!

Later, when Fang Yu faced Jiang Dao, Jiang Dao still kept this technique!

Unexpectedly, in the Immortal Realm, facing a branch of the Protoss in this Immortal Territory of the Extreme Heaven... Fang Yu actually saw a similar method again!

"Fang Yu...have you noticed? This is the true strength of our lineage of witch gods! We can gain greater strength from injuries! We are not afraid of injuries! Thank you for helping me activate their bloodlines earlier... Thank you so much." Zi Yang With a sarcastic smile on his face, Xianzun said loudly.

At this moment, it's not just the Eight Great Elders and Son Ziyang who are underground.

The surrounding members of the direct line of the Ziyang family who were severely injured by the fierce spirit of Shan Hai Jing also stood up one after another, with a more powerful and violent breath bursting out of their bodies.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Ziyang clan changed.

After the blood vessels in their bodies were activated, every monk was burning with raging purple flames.

That is not some kind of fairy art, but a symbol of the blood of the witch god!

"That's not a technique, but the power of blood... Does that mean that all the monks in Ziyang Palace actually had the blood of the witch god?" Fang Yu frowned, thinking.

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Then, it seems reasonable that there are descendants of the **** race on the earth.

But from this point of view, when Ziyan Palace took advantage of Fang Yu's absence to massacre Tiandaomen... Maybe there is no other reason at all?

Is that an inevitable thing to happen! ?

Thinking of this, Fang Yu's heart shook.

He didn't care so much about the members of the Ziyang clan who became stronger around him.

What he cares more about is... what is the truth of what he experienced back then!

However, in the eyes of Immortal Ziyang, Fang Yu's expression at this moment is the expression of being shocked.

This made the smile on Ziyang Immortal Venerable's face even more arrogant.

"Fang Yu, you shouldn't have chosen our Ziyang clan as your first target. Your actions will only bury yourself..." Immortal Ziyang said with his arms open.

"Buzz..."

The majestic celestial power was fully released.

The aura of the Dao Jinxian enveloped all directions!

Immortal Venerable Ziyang, one of the most powerful beings in the Celestial Immortal Territory, is finally going to do it himself!

Fang Yu recovered from his thoughts, and looked up at Immortal Ziyang with extremely cold eyes.

Regardless of the facts back then, the opponent in front of him now... obviously has a very important relationship with Ziyan Palace.

Undoubtedly, for Fang Yu... this is another motivation.

He must destroy the Ziyang clan.

Completely wiped out!

"boom!"

With a thought in Fang Yu's mind, a golden light burst out from his body.

On his forehead, the seal of the Great Dao appeared.

There are many lines on the surface of the body.

He opened the second layer form!

This time, his breath was completely different from before.

Ziyang Immortal Venerable above changed his face.

Because, he saw that mark.

Cross sword imprint!

The symbol that once ruled the fairyland!