The three of them escaped at a speed of light, but found that they could no longer leave the imperial capital. No matter which direction they fled, they would eventually return to their original place, which made their faces even more ugly.

Now the three of them gathered together, but they still had no sense of security. The thought of the Fang Xingjian that could appear anytime and anywhere made them extremely frightened.

"Damn it, why is this happening? Why does this Fangxing Sword have such power?" The eyes of the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang were full of unwillingness.

The eyes of the Holy Fire Pope were already occupied by regret. At this moment, he regretted that he believed the words of the grassland and united with the other party to invade the empire.

When he thought that he might die here, he began to panic. As a desert with power, he had whatever he wanted, and he was even a fifth level of god-level and powerful as mountains and seas. How could he be willing to die?

But the more this happens, the more frightened he becomes in his heart, and even the Dharma body becomes trembling due to the changes in his emotions, and seems to become a little unstable enough.

The Holy Fire Sect Saint on the side was confused, as if she still couldn't accept what was happening in front of her.

‘We… just lost like this?’

The next moment, a sword light flashed in front of him, and Fang Xingjian had already arrived in front of the three of them. With his appearance, waves of cheers appeared in the imperial capital.

But the three of the Gying Zuo Xianwang became extremely nervous.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Fang Xingjian said lightly: "The Sky Lion King escaped, broke into the Heavenly Palace directly, and attacked the sixth level of the god level."

When the three of them heard these words, their faces changed drastically. They were not idiots, so they naturally knew what these words meant.

How could the Tianli King even go to the Heavenly Palace and hit the sixth level of the god level when he lost his Tianli clone and his strength was greatly damaged? There is only one possibility, because he was forced to attack the realm by Fang Xingjian.

In this case, it is almost conceivable how much success rate the Tianshi King will succeed in attacking the sixth level of the god level.

The Gying Zuo Xianwang looked ashen, and looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "Since that's the case, do you want to kill the weeds?"

Fang Xingjian's eyes flashed slightly. It was naturally very simple to kill the three people in front of him, but it would be even better if he could control these three people, let them control the grassland and the country of sand, and constantly transfusion blood for the empire and him.

But you can't just let it go casually. Thinking of this, Fang Xingjian pointed out with a point, and the sword light swept out layer by layer.

In the eyes of the three of them, they saw that their magic body was inexplicably broken and directly torn and crushed by invisible forces, and they could not even find the source of the attack.

The three god-level powerful men exclaimed, retreated wildly, turning into three streams of light to shoot in three directions.

But no matter how they fled, the shadowless and invisible attack was tracked all the way. The three of them used various means repeatedly, but they could not get rid of the attack. Seeing their magic bodies being shattered again and again, each time they were shattered and then reorganized, their martial will became weaker, and their entire magic bodies became increasingly fragile.

"Stop! Fang Xingjian, I admit defeat." The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect was the first to beg for mercy. Seeing that the other party had no response, he immediately continued: "I am willing to give you whatever you want, stop!"

The Holy Fire Sect Saint said hurriedly: "Pope, how can this be done? As long as the desert is still there, my Holy Fire Sect can be passed on continuously. The Holy Fire is not extinguished and the doctrines are endless. How can I beg for mercy to others?"

The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect cursed: "Shut up, if you miss, you will die by yourself, I don't want to die."

The saint of the Holy Fire Sect looked at the Pope coldly, with disappointment in his eyes. The saint in white clothes and veiled expression was firm at this moment, and his eyes were filled with a hint of tears, which was enough to make any man feel pity when he saw it.

She looked at Fang Xingjian and said coldly: "Fang Xingjian, even..."

With a loud bang, I was too lazy to listen to her. Fang Xingjian grabbed with one hand, and the chaotic light that swept over was already crushing the Saint's magic body. The flashing remaining martial arts will still want to be reorganized, but it quickly dissipated under the destruction of the layers of light of the mixed team.

A saint of a generation, unparalleled beauty, with profound cultivation and respected by tens of millions of people from the desert, died just like that.

The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect who saw this scene did not dare to resist at all. Even his entire body trembled, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

Death may be the thing he feared most since he practiced to the current realm.

Fang Xingjian's eyes swept over the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect. The other party had just been defeated by him in succession. At this moment, he was almost extremely weak and his strength was less than 10% of the original one. It was also a lesson Fang Xingjian gave him.

"From today, the hundreds of tribes in the desert will be the mainstay of the empire, and offer various materials for cultivation and various genius treasures every month. Are you willing?"

"I do, I do." The Pope of the Holy Fire Church half-kneeled in the void and bowed to his tribute, "From now on, all the things in the Kingdom of Sand belong to you, Lord, and I will let them give out all their wealth."

If it were Fang Xingjian before being awakened by the Purple Witch King, he might not have incorporated and exploited his opponents or civilians like this.

But at this moment, Fang Xingjian's dark side is constantly expanding, and many of the principles he originally had as a human being are slowly abandoning. Therefore, he can do whatever he wants to win or exploit the world for cultivation.

After hearing the Holy Fire Pope's answer, Fang Xingjian pointed out with a point and directly sent a sword intent into the body of the Holy Fire Pope.

The body of the Holy Fire Sect trembled for a moment. Although he instinctively wanted to resist, he finally endured his instinct under Fang Xingjian's cold gaze and let the sword intent penetrate into his body. In the end, he didn't know where he went deep and disappeared.

"I can find you at any time with this sword intent. I can also know any bad ideas at any time, do I understand?"

"Understand. The villain understands." Once I let go of my dignity, the lower limit of the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect obviously fell very quickly. I immediately nodded and said, "The national master is an unparalleled and amazing person in the world. In the future, I am destined to become the highest pillar of the sky in the world. After I return to Sha Kingdom, I will definitely bring all the treasures of Sha Kingdom to the national master, so that the national master can practice with peace of mind and not interfere with those ordinary things."

The goshawk Zuo Xianwang looked at the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect with contempt, his eyes full of disdain.
Chapter completed!