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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Eighth Sacred Lord Batian!

After lying down, Fang Yu's body was completely covered with white mist.
Ye Shengxue looked at Fang Yu's lying down, with only shock on her face.
After lying down, Fang Yu felt a sense of coldness at first, and then, his whole body seemed to have passed through a layer of empty space.
Soon, the vision in front of me changed from pitch black to bright.
In front of Fang Yu, there was no longer a stone wall, but an extremely luxurious lobby.
The decoration of the lobby is quite luxurious, with precious gems shining in each place.
Fang Yu stood in the center of the lobby.
There is a high seat ahead of him, which needs to go through a ladder before you can walk up.
And above this seat, a mass of material with strong light floated.
The reason why it is called a matter is because it cannot tell what it is, it looks like a liquid or a gas.
This is the real universe in this Qiankun Mountain.
Fang Yu walked forward, stepped on the ladder, and walked upward.
But every time he goes up, the steps above will have an extra layer.
After walking for more than ten floors in a row, the distance from his high seat was still the same, without any change.
So Fang Yu jumped suddenly, trying to jump into the high seat directly.
"Bang!"
Fang Yu had just flew away from the stairs when a huge white jade flawless palm suddenly appeared in the air, slapped Fang Yu on the body.
Fang Yu fell down like he hit a very hard steel plate and fell heavily to the ground.
A pit was smashed into the ground made of some gem.
"If you have a way, you will not walk? What I hate the most is someone like you who always thinks about taking shortcuts." A thick voice sounded in the lobby.
After hearing this sound, Fang Yu smiled.
It's indeed that guy.
"What kind of lord are you?" Fang Yu asked.
"I am the Holy Lord of Domination." The other party spoke proudly.
"I guess you must be saying this with your head high now, right?" Fang Yu asked.
Will was silent for a while, and the slap in the sky suddenly pressed down.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Fang Yu fell into the floor.
"This is the floor made of sky blue crystals by me, which was destroyed by you... Today, I will not let you escape from here." Yi said coldly.
"See my face clearly, Lin Batian." Fang Yu said.
Hearing this name, the will fell into silence again.
Fang Yu stood up, slapped the crystal residue on his body, and looked up at the air.
"You are..." The tone of will suddenly rise, obviously unbelievable.
A moment later, a translucent figure condensed in the air, falling from the air, standing in front of Fang Yu.
"Fang Yu!? Are you Fang Yu!?" The translucent man walked to Fang Yu's body, pressed his hands on Fang Yu's shoulders, stared at Fang Yu's face tightly, and asked.
"Yes." Fang Yu said.
"You, you...my God..." The other person's face was extremely surprised.
His will was left behind before he ascended to the tribulation.
He left a magic weapon for timing specifically in this small world.
So, he knew very well the passage of time.
Now, it has been two thousand four hundred and seventy-two years since his ascension.
The length of this time is quite long for humans.
Even a mountain may be worn out during this period.
But Fang Yu in front of him is still no different from Fang Yu in his memory!
Fang Yu is worthy of being an immortal being!
"Lin Batian, you don't know my situation, why do you look extremely surprised?" Fang Yu smiled.
"I haven't seen you for more than two thousand years. Isn't it normal to be surprised?" Lin Batian regained his calmness and smiled.
"Really... it's been a long time since we met." Lin Batian looked at Fang Yu, his face full of reminiscence and emotion.
Back then, he and Fang Yu were good friends... or rather, they were both teachers and friends.
About 3,500 years ago, Lin Batian met Fang Yu just when he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.
The two have a very good personality and have become excellent friends. They have maintained a very good relationship for the next thousand years.
Later, something happened at Tiandao Gate.
During that time, Lin Batian was in seclusion.
When he left the seclusion, Fang Yu had already wiped out the Zi Yan Palace, and then disappeared into the world of immortal cultivation without any news.
Lin Batian walked up to the Heavenly Dao Gate and found that the Heavenly Dao Gate had been burned to ashes.
Afterwards, he searched for Fang Yu all over the world and searched for news everywhere.
After a while, Fang Yu was still not found, so he had to give up.
At that time, his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Tribulation Period.
With his evil talent, it is only a matter of time before he ascends.
Unable to find Fang Yu, Lin Batian had to go into seclusion again.
Afterwards, he successfully broke through to the peak of the tribulation period.
He chose Qiankun Mountain near the retreating place and left a will. After that, the deity survived the thunder tribulation and ascended to become an immortal.
"Fang Yu, what happened to Tiandao Sect and you back then? Do you know that because of your disappearance, I almost couldn't cultivate my mind and could not ascend..." Lin Batian said.
Lin Batian heard a little about what happened in the Tiandao Sect.
But he knew that only what Fang Yu said in person was the fact.
When Fang Yu heard Lin Batian’s question, his face changed slightly, and his eyes were filled with complexity.
There is both hatred, anger, and a little relief.
If it weren't for Lin Batian, he would refuse without hesitation.
But facing this friend of that year, especially after leaving without saying goodbye, he thought he still had to make an explanation.
So, Fang Yu told him about what happened between the Tiandao Gate and the Zi Yan Palace.
"Bang!"
After listening, Lin Batian smashed his punch to the ground.
"Fang Yu, why didn't you call me to join me back then? Although I was in seclusion at that time, I left you with a contact information! As long as you speak, I will definitely go out to help you!" Lin Batian's tone was trembling with anger.
"If the damage caused by the interruption of the retreat during the Tribulation period is caused by the interruption, it will take at least ten years to recover." Fang Yu said calmly, "And I don't need help. I can solve those miscellaneous things alone."
"This is different!" Lin Batian said angrily, "As your friend... I should..."
"You have become an immortal, why are your mood fluctuations so much?" Fang Yu patted Lin Batian on the shoulder and said.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Lin Batian's heart was so angry that he punched the ground made of crystal stones, smashing the ground into a pothole.
"I shouldn't have gone into seclusion at the beginning!" Lin Batian said gritting his teeth, "If I were there, Zi Yan Palace would not be able to rush to the Heavenly Dao Sect while you were under control. Leng Xunshuang..."
"Stop talking." Fang Yu took a deep breath and interrupted Lin Batian's words.
This memory was his biggest pain point in his life. When it came to mention it, the hostility in his heart was hard to suppress.
Lin Batian didn't say anything further, but just hit the floor with his fist desperately.
He knew Leng Xunshuang and was very good friends with Leng Xunshuang and Fang Yu.
After he came out of seclusion, he didn't know that Leng Xunshuang also died in this struggle.
He originally thought that Leng Xunshuang lived in seclusion with Fang Yu.
It was not until today that Leng Xunshuang died with the group of miscellaneous subordinates of the Zi Yan Palace in order to protect Fang Yu's Tiandao Sect!
This time, the anger in his heart was completely ignited.
At the same time, there is also a huge regret.
If he had not chosen to go into seclusion, the subsequent things would have been completely different!
If he could guard the Tiandao Sect with Leng Xunshuang, Leng Xunshuang would not die!
Now this will was left by Lin Batian at the peak of the Tribulation Period.
In this state, the state of mind has been cultivated to perfection and there will basically be no large fluctuations.
But now, Lin Batian cannot remain calm.
He looked at Fang Yu in front of him, and his heart was full of self-blame.
He could not even imagine what he felt when Fang Yu came out of the Heavenly Prison and saw the Tiandao Gate burned to ashes, and knew the news of Leng Xunshuang's death.
"That group of dogs in the Zi Yan Palace!" Lin Batian was furious and smashed his fists, and cracks were cracked in the entire lobby.
Fang Yu didn't say anything, clenched his fists, trying his best to suppress the anger in his chest.
After a while, Lin Batian stopped and stood up dejectedly.
He knew that doing anything now would be of no help.
Chapter completed!
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