Chapter 1010: All Sects Surrender (2)

"The battle of legend! Fang Han, this is the battle of legend! The holy immortal weapon, the supreme treasure that Duobao Tianjun once held."

Suddenly, a faint voice resounded on the plate of reincarnation.

"Well? Yan, it's you? I thought you were dead in the process of ascension. I didn't expect you to be alive." Fang Han was shocked.

"I hid and entered the deepest part of the plate of reincarnation. I almost fell, but fortunately I retained a little soul memory. You just refined Shang Ziluo, which gave me enough power to wake up. In the heaven, my power recovered very quickly." Yan Yi woke up and screamed, very happy.

"The Heavenly Realm, the last time I followed Emperor Huangquan to enter the Heavenly Realm. As soon as I showed up, I was besieged by countless immortals. The trouble was overturned. Before I could fully appreciate the scenery of the Heavenly Realm, I had already fallen." Yan stared at the Legendary Battle: "I didn't expect that Shang Ziluo, the kid, actually learned the cultivation method of Legendary Battle, and actually wanted to refine this stick into a medium-grade immortal weapon, infused with a lot of Daluo's laws on it. He wanted to take advantage of this battle to get the legendary power surged from the void and promote himself to the Golden Immortal."

"Oh? When this treasure is promoted, it will trigger the legendary power in the void?" Fang Han's eyes lit up.

"Of course, if your Wings of Freedom can be refined into a medium-grade immortal weapon, it will also attract the blessing of the Wings of Freedom itself, making it truly contain the true meaning of freedom. However, it is not worth it to refine it now, and spend the law of Daluo. Instead, you can try to refine this legendary stick and integrate it into itself."

"Fortunately, this legendary battle of immortal weapon was not successfully refined. Otherwise, Shang Ziluo would have really been able to escape from my hands. As long as I escape a trace of residual soul, I would not be so comfortable."

Fang Han shook the legendary battle, and his divine thoughts penetrated into it, and he felt the vast thoughts, various complex refining techniques, and countless immortal art formations. It took him more than a dozen breaths before he digested some of the mystery of the battle.

Whether it is a legendary battle or a Wing of Freedom, they are all imitations of holy immortal weapons. If you comprehend the weapon refining techniques thoroughly, it will be of great benefit to your own realm.

As soon as the legendary battle entered his body, Fang Han used his bloodline to temper it and turned it into a part of his body. The legendary vital energy filled his various acupoints, making him feel more illusory, as if he had transformed into a legend.

"I'm one step closer to the real Golden Immortal Avenue."

Fang Han nodded and suddenly saw countless cultivators flying towards this side in the distance. Among them, the old Taoist Xuanzhen took the lead, and the wings of freedom squirmed, emitting powerful magic power.

"Be good, there are so many immortals, including hundreds of Xuanxian, more than five hundred gods, and so many celestial immortals! Thousands! There are so many immortals in just one Mangshan. The heaven is really wonderful!" Yan roared.

"I really have never seen the world." Fang Han sneered, stood up, and the kingdoms of the gods spread out.

"Fellow Daoist, I have invited all the heads and elders of thousands of sects in Mangshan." Swish! Old Taoist Xuanzhen flew to Fang Han's side, and Fang Han took his hand and took back the wings of freedom on his body and sank into his body.

"Old Master Xuanzhen, don't escape!"

"Stop! You actually dare to steal the spiritual veins of my Heiguang Mountain. You deserve to die. Your Xuanzhong Sect wants to destroy the family, and you really destroy the family!"

"I thought you, the immortal, had already fallen, but you were still alive. I didn't know where to get a pair of wings, and I dared to steal our spiritual veins. I have no choice but to die."

Dozens of Xuanxian with deep magic power flew in the sky, thousands of miles away from the sky, and then they played a series of great immortal techniques, gathering into a torrent, like a meteor falling, the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

"Is this what you invited?" Fang Han smiled at the old Taoist Xuanzhen. The other party's old face was a little uneasy. With the identity of the old Taoist Xuanzhen, he naturally could not invite so many big figures from the sects. He could only steal their spiritual veins, cause damage, and cause hunting.

"Everyone, since you come, please feel at ease. I will treat you to the banquet today, so don't be impatient."

Fang Han blinked his fingers and countless immortal lights shot out, disintegrating the great immortal arts one after another. Then the kingdoms of gods expanded, stretching out countless spaces and covering the mountains.

"Be careful, there are experts."

“Get back quickly.”

"Look at what happened in Manggu City and how it was so declining."

"All the underground spiritual veins have been collected."

"It's not a rumor today. Is the genius of the Heavenly Court stationed in Quanzhou, the genius of the kingly sect of Zhongzhou Yuhua Sect, held a banquet meeting in Mang Ancient City? Our heads have all gone, how could such a thing happen?"

"I just came back from the banquet, nothing happened?"...

Many Xuanxians who were chasing him stopped first.

The gods and celestial immortals behind also stopped, set up a large formation, and looked at Fang Han with infinite hostility. Among them, the oldest Xuanxian, looked at Fang Han, suddenly stepped forward and took a step forward: "Who are you? Why do you want to destroy the ancient city of Mang? This is the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Court. You can quickly return the spiritual veins, otherwise the disaster will be one after another."

"The old true man Huawei said it right away. No matter who you are, destroying the unity of thousands of Taoist sects in Mangshan is a great sin. I, Bai Fanshu, will not spare you. Although your magic power is powerful, it cannot be an opponent of so many of us."

A scholar Xuanxian, holding a white fan in his hand, walked out, speaking with a righteous and powerful voice, as if standing on the commanding heights of morality.

"Fellow Taoist, this person is a master of the Haoqi Academy of Ruzhou. He came to Mangshan alone and opened up the ancient Confucian sect. He once repeatedly killed three evil outsiders around Mangshan, Xuanxian old demons, and was famous for a while. He even wanted to compete with Shang Ziluo, so he did not come to attend the banquet this time." Taoist Xuanzhen immediately said to the other party.

"Is that so? There are such people? It is rare to see Mangshan have such people. The Haoran Academy of Ruzhou, I didn't expect that there were also Confucian and Taoist monks in the heavens, which really surprised me." Fang Han's eyes suddenly pierced at the "white fan scholar".

The "White Fan Scholar" was shocked, and suddenly, a huge sense of righteousness burst out from his eyes, containing morality, unpredictable opportunities for ghosts and gods, and the pressure of sages, actually wanted to fight against Fang Han.

"This person is a monster, and everyone can kill him!"

When scholar Bai Fan and Fang Han looked at each other, they suddenly made a long song call, and the Xuanxian masters around them were ready to move and wanted to surround and kill them in one fell swoop.

"Hmph! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

Fang Han suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of the "White Fan Scholar". He grabbed it with his big hand and changed thousands of immortal arts and thousands of magical powers.

"Ancient scholars came, the world is vast! The blood of ten thousand provinces is green, my heart is in heaven!"

Scholar Bai Fan made a majestic boxing technique towards Fang Han. The boxing technique was simple and seemed to be in ancient times, and it was like a tide. It actually had the momentum of the human emperor's Taoist scriptures.

"Yes, it's an authentic Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts." Fang Han continued with his big hand, slashing the Gangqi and hitting the opponent's vital points.

"You've been trapped!" Bai Fan's scholar laughed, "The great and righteous spirit is great! Take my move, and you will be the sage of eternal sages!"

His hands suddenly formed a word "六", and suddenly he received the blessing of a sage spirit in the dark. His body became tall and stood tall, like the appearance of a sage for all eternity.

His body is even taller than Fang Han. After the righteousness suppresses it, there is a tendency for the eternal sages to suppress evil spirits.

"I originally fought Shang Ziluo and competed with him. Now that I met you, I happened to use it." Bai Fan Scholar laughed.

"It's really ignorant." Fang Han shook his head, sighed, and directly called out the "Supreme Heavenly Holy Dharma". The phantom of the thirty-three heavenly treasure flashed and disappeared.

Boom, the eternal sage and sage of the white fan scholar immediately collapsed and turned into nothing. He stood in the air in disbelief.

Fang Han grabbed his big hand again, and the space kept collapsed, concentrated, rotting, and regenerating, leaving him nowhere to escape and was captured in his hand.

"Just just having fun with you, you actually took it seriously. Do you really think you can defeat me?" Fang Han pinched hard, and the white fan scholar turned into a bloody mist in his hand, and was suppressed in the "Putian Furnace".

"Well, the essence is indeed stronger than ordinary Xuanxian, and has various secret magical powers, which can communicate the power of ancient sages. No wonder they are so arrogant, but unfortunately they are still too early to become a half-step Golden Immortal. Shang Ziluo was killed by me, and if you really start to take action, you will also be killed by Shang Ziluo."

Fang Han's body moved again, and the "Old Master Huawei" who sang and joined the scholar Bai Fan exploded out of thin air. He was too late to scream. He was rolled up by a big sleeve and was involved in it and suffered a catastrophe.

These two people are the two most powerful among the hundreds of mysterious immortals. They were instantly killed by Fang Han, and their corpses remained, and all the mysterious immortals were immediately shocked.

"Go! Go back quickly!"

All the Xuanxian masters immediately wanted to scatter birds and beasts.

However, endless golden lights came from all sides, and the kingdoms of the gods were completely enveloped. The heaven and earth changed their colors. Fang Han created a kingdom of gods. The eight Buddhas rose up slowly. Dragons, Buddhas, gods, and demons were all in this kingdom, appearing and looming. White jade-like ceilings were flying in the sky, and gold was spreading on the ground.

All the masters suddenly felt that countless spaces were imprisoned and could not fly out.

"Hmph! This saint is here to integrate Mangshan. If you do not surrender, you will have to extinct one by one." Taoist Xuanzhen knew what to say at this time.

"We are willing to surrender!"

At this moment, a few Xuanxian who were unwilling to die were trembling and expressing surrender.

"Okay, very good. Now, all your sects must be integrated into one, and all spiritual veins must be integrated to establish a real sect."

Fang Han began to integrate the thousands of sects in Mangshan. After the integration, he would gain huge wealth and then use it as funds for activities in the heavenly realm. As for these integrated people, they settled in Mangshan, rested and ambushed the next fire.
Chapter completed!