Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 85 Demon King Pu

At the beginning of this era, Kunpeng was seriously injured after the battle and was also hit by the Immortal-Breaking Curse. After returning to the lower world and discovering the trace of Pu Mowang, it is not impossible that he used the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk to set a seal when he was powerless.

"It's like this... Kunpeng is too miserable. I can't imagine what she was going through in her heart..." Fang Ming was filled with emotion.

There was no use fighting outside the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and few of the famous immortal kings from foreign lands were able to really kill them.

He is quite good at dealing with his own people!
Of course, it has something to do with some of the Immortal Kings in the Immortal Realm.

It was they who instigated the remaining immortals from the Immortal Palace, the Demon Dragon Sect, and the Sword Valley to take action, which led to the death of the seriously injured Kunpeng.

Otherwise, the nine heavens and ten earths in this era would not be unable to produce even one true immortal.

Perhaps this was the plan of the Immortal Realm. The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths that are at the mercy of the Immortal Realm are the best Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The little tower was silent. It didn't know what happened back then, it just knew a general idea.

After a moment of silence, Xiaota asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, you seem to know a lot?"

"Just a little more than the average person." Fang Ming shook his head and changed the subject, saying, "Brother Ta, let's think about how to deal with this half-dead demon tree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, something strange happened!
The palm-sized five-pointed bone altar began to shake, and silver threads gushed out from the small black tree in the center of the altar, filling the palm-sized altar.

Then chaotic air currents emerged and the aura of immortality spread.

In an instant, time and space seemed to solidify. The aura was terrifying and boundless. The entire world seemed to be destroyed. The small world could not bear it at all, and a great destruction occurred in the first moment.

The small world collapsed, and chaotic energy rolled out, turning mountains, rivers and land into ashes wherever it passed.

At this moment, the shadow of a reincarnation disk appeared in the sky and fell with unparalleled repressive power.

In an instant, chaos reversed, time seemed to flow backwards, the annihilated mountains and rivers reappeared, and the small world that had just been destroyed reappeared.

Even Fang Ming and Xiaota, who had rushed far away, were "reset" to their previous positions by this power of reincarnation.

This is a kind of reincarnation!
Inside the small world, everything was the same as before. Fang Ming's true body, transformed from his spiritual consciousness, still appeared at the same position as before, without a scratch.

The incarnation of Fang Ming, the spirit god of the small tower, still guarded them.

"Is this the reincarnation path of the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Fang Ming's mouth twitched. He felt that the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation might have some problems with his understanding of reincarnation.

There is no doubt that he did sense something similar to the law of reincarnation just now, but it was completely different from the law of reincarnation that he had comprehended.

This is the reincarnation path belonging to the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation!
The small tower was silent, but the white tower body was shining with precious light, as if it was deducing something.

The palm-sized bone altar had completely returned to calm, and the pitch-black demonic tree lying in the center seemed as if it had never erupted.

"A tiger in dire straits is bullied by a dog... Kunpeng... the damned Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation..." At this time, a muttering full of unwillingness sounded from the void, as if it came from a distant past.

In a moment, the one-inch roots of the small tree grew wildly, and the roots turned into a fairy sword that could destroy all things and pierce the void, trying to break the seal of reincarnation and reappear in the world.

Before Fang Ming and the small tower could react, the palm-sized bone altar, shaped like the six-path reincarnation disk, began to glow on its own.

The aura of the Great Dao spread, along with the chaotic energy, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk emerged hazily and fell towards the one-inch-sized pitch-black magic tree.

"Reincarnation!"

This was not an actual sound, but a word that naturally emerged in Fang Ming's mind after the aura of the Tao spread.

As the shadow of the Wheel of Reincarnation emerged, the pitch-black tree in the center of the altar trembled wildly. An inch-long black tree body hung in the air, black light bursting out of its body, engaging in a fierce confrontation.

However, it was all in vain. The shadow of the Wheel of Samsara descended inch by inch, swallowing up all the black light that burst out from it.

At the same time, the wheel of reincarnation rotated, and a series of blurry pictures appeared.

Flowers bloom and fade, seeds are born, old things repeat themselves, earth, water, wind and fire circulate... All things and spirits are reincarnated, and the world changes, and all things are reborn after the destruction of everything.

The mark of the Great Dao left by the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk is evolving in reincarnation, trying to completely destroy the remaining consciousness of Demon King Pu!
"I am immortal and indestructible. Even the Immortal King Wuzhong cannot do anything to me. A mere mark of the Great Dao..." The remaining consciousness of Pu Demon King roared, turning into a roaring sound that spread out.

The sound of Tao roared, and light burst out from the ancient tower and golden seeds the size of finger joints, and many strange visions emerged.

On the other side of the white bone tower, countless rays of light were shining on the tower, forming the shadow of a nine-story bone tower, which was the transformation of all the spirits that had been killed by it.

On Fang Ming's side, golden leaves stacked up layer by layer, forming a golden sphere that enveloped him.

A golden pagoda emerged from the golden sphere, sucking in the knuckle-sized seeds.

This pagoda is stacked layer upon layer, and the number of layers seems endless. It is better to say that it is a giant bamboo shoot than a pagoda!

This pagoda is exactly the Xuantian Wanfa Pagoda that Fang Ming later conceived!

The aura on the bone altar was extremely powerful. They had no ability to intervene and could only use their own methods to defend themselves.

The phantom of the Wheel of Reincarnation condensed and became extremely clear, as if it had actually manifested. It fell straight down and landed directly on the one-inch magic tree that was suspended in the air.

There was a slight trembling sound like the sound of bubbles bursting, and the dark demon tree fell silent.

"I have accumulated power for an entire era... I am only one step away. I am unwilling to give up..." The voice full of resentment came to an abrupt end.

The power of reincarnation spread, and five-colored smoke continued to rise from the charred Pumo tree.

The mist and haze were hazy and kept dispersing, and the power of reincarnation was destroying Pu Mowang!

A crisp sound of "crack" was heard from the bone altar, as if something had shattered.

In a moment, a tense atmosphere spread.

Hearing this voice, Fang Ming's expression became tense, as if he was facing a powerful enemy, and he was ready to run away.

Not far away, the white bone tower is the same.

As time passed, there was no more movement from King Pu Mowang, and the small world returned to peace. No more strange phenomena appeared on the palm-sized bone altar.

After a long time, ripples spread from the white bone tower and sank into the palm-sized altar. Then the voice of the small tower rang out: "This immortal remnant of consciousness has been shattered!"

Fang Ming did not act rashly, not because he was worried that Pu Mowang would fake his death to deceive them. Pu Mowang was the Immortal King, so there was no need for that.

As long as the seal is broken and any residual consciousness remains, they will not be able to deal with it.

He was just worried that his spiritual consciousness would be harmed by the body of the Immortal King.

At the Immortal King's level, even a breath of air can cause one to die countless times.

Fang Ming asked, "Are you sure, Brother Ta?"

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, rest assured. The remaining consciousness of this immortal has been shattered by Kunpeng's backup plan." As if sensing Fang Ming's concern, the small tower said, "The essence of this immortal body has been lost, and there is not much left. It was just eroded by the Wheel of Samsara, and it no longer has the power to easily destroy the heavens."

"Defeated by Kunpeng's backup plan? Let me take a look!" Fang Ming's mind moved, and his spiritual consciousness broke through the air.

Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness flowed, and he carefully immersed himself into the interior of the bone altar.

"This is really the backup plan left by Kunpeng!" Fang Ming sighed and whispered.

This altar looked only the size of a palm from the outside, but after entering it with spiritual consciousness, it was found that it was not the case at all.

As far as the eye can see, it is a vast and boundless world!

(End of this chapter)