This golden lamp, implying the Supreme Dao, should be the treasure of the town palace at the level of Dao Ancestor. Just when Fang Ling's heart was gloomy, wondering if he was going to give up this body first, that clear qi suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and a roll of golden lamps flew straight towards Fang Ling.

The golden light that fell on top of Fang Ling's head was withdrawn by the golden lamp at this moment. And that clear qi, which had already weakened a lot, was directly involved in Fang Ling's mind.

And at the moment when this clear qi submerged, a clear qi also rose in Fang Ling's body in an instant, although the two clear qi were different in nature, they had the same root and origin. At the moment of convergence, it becomes one.

A trace of realization rose in Fang Ling's heart at this moment. In his eyes, there was a constant flash of blue, white, gold, and black.

When all the light returned to the dull moment, a faint smile appeared in Fang Ling's eyes.

I see!

Fang Ling's heart at this moment, in addition to joy, he was still happy. At this moment, he finally understood that the reason why Lingyun Dao Jun was able to cultivate into a false Dao was not because he was extremely talented, nor was he a superhuman with other understandings, but because he had obtained something.

The same thing as what Fang Ling had just obtained, as well as the pure qi that had lurked in his body from the Penglai Immortal Palace.

It was with this kind of thing that Lingyun Dao Jun was able to fuse the laws of the Ancient Emperor Dao and the laws of the Sword Dao.

And Fang Ling also realized the path he was going to take in the future. He even told him that as long as he could get that clear qi in his hands again, he would be able to rely on the unity of the three clear qi and directly step into the ranks of the Dao Ancestors.

Originally, the fate of the sword of the imperial road. I think I can't argue, but now I seem. If you don't fight, it won't work.

Sighing softly, although he and Puru Daojun were their brotherhood. It's more of a cooperative relationship, but in this cooperation, it can be regarded as a friendship.

Fang Ling was reluctant to fight for the sword of the Imperial Road at first, except that it was too dangerous and the gains outweighed the losses, he did not care about this trace of affection.

But now, he can't fight it, and his Tao needs that clear air.

He groaned for a moment. Fang Ling sat down cross-legged. Although now, the two pure qi could not make him a Dao Ancestor, but the fusion of these two pure qi had made Fang Ling already realize the way to achieve the false Dao.

It is true that he does not have the laws of the Ancient Emperor Dao, but the killing intent he got from the Xuanyuan Tomb, plus the laws of the Dao of Xuanyuan, the laws of the Dao of Haoran, and the laws of the power of faith. It can also converge into a kind of false way.

It's just that the power of this kind of false path seems to be a little worse than the false path of Lingyun Daojun.

Not only because of the four ancient imperial laws. What's more, because Fang Ling's own cultivation is too mixed and impure.

One thought flashed through Fang Ling's head. There are four apertures, with the cyan aperture being the smallest. But it was as warm as jade, in the innermost part, and then there was a black aperture. It was as black as ink, as if it could swallow the endless world.

The golden circle of light next to the black aperture looks the most sacred, and under the light, there is an urge to worship. Looking closely at this black aperture, faintly, it seems that there is a Buddha.

The outermost, that is, the largest, is a gray circle of light, and the crazy killing intention makes people feel cold.

Fang Ling under the four apertures is like a god like a demon, like a saint like a demon!

Because of the two clear qis, Fang Ling fused these four different forces very quickly.

In an instant, these four circles of light had already disappeared behind him, as if he had stepped into a new world, Fang Ling stretched out his hand and waved towards the golden lamp in the void.

But at the moment when the golden lamp flew towards Fang Ling, a black and white light rushed towards the golden lamp.

In an instant, the black and white light approached the golden lamp. A palm rushed out of the black and white light and grabbed at the golden lamp.

This outstretched hand is naturally the hand of the First Demon Saint. The speed of the first demon saint was very fast, and in an instant, he grabbed the golden lamp in his hand.

"Fang Ling, this golden lamp is mine. ”

Holding the golden lamp in his hand, the eyes of the first demon saint were full of pride, as the doorman of the Jade Void Palace, he naturally knew that this golden lamp was the treasure of the original Dao Ancestor's town palace, as long as he could get this golden lamp, he would be able to cultivate a golden lamp, under the Dao Ancestor, invincible.

What's more, before entering the Jade Void Palace just now, he was actually tricked by Fang Ling, which made him really unhappy in his heart.

So after winning the golden lantern, there was a little more joy in his heart, which was a kind of happiness of revenge.

However, in his eyes, the meat in his mouth was finally eaten by himself, and Fang Ling, who should be angry, only had a faint smile in his eyes.

This smile made the first demon saint very unhappy, he shook the golden lamp in his hand, and said proudly: "This lamp is called the Ruyi Golden Lamp, which is an innate treasure that integrates attack and defense, not only can it urge thousands of golden flames, but also can ......."

"Hehe, it can form a hundred acres of golden lanterns and clouds, and all laws will not be violated. ”

Just when the First Demon Saint was happy, Fang Ling said lightly, "Is it really that good?"

"This is natural, hahaha!" The First Demon Saint said with a hint of pride, "Don't forget, where did I come from." ”

"Since it's so good, then show it to me. As Fang Ling spoke, he waved towards the golden lantern again, this time Fang Ling seemed to be more casual.

The First Demon Saint was really a little carried away just now, so he said so much nonsense to Fang Ling.

Now Fang Ling's sentence was brought to me, which made him suddenly sober up. He hadn't refined this golden lamp yet, if it was snatched away by Fang Ling, it would be troublesome.

Just as he was about to hide the golden lamp, he felt an invisible force, pulling the golden lamp, and flew directly in Fang Ling's direction.

This first demon saint is very extraordinary in his own power, and this golden lamp is an important thing for him, so he is naturally unwilling to give up.

"If you want the golden lamp, see if I want to, while speaking, the first demon saint urged the black and white light to break through the invisible power.

How can it be?

However, no matter how the First Demon Saint urged, the golden lamp still broke his black and white light and gently fell into Fang Ling's hands.

In this process, it was as if he didn't resist at all, and directly gave the golden lamp to Fang Ling.

The First Demon Saint's eyes widened, he looked at Fang Ling who was standing beside him faintly, his eyes were full of horror.

"Dao Ancestor, you have become a Dao Ancestor, it is impossible, the breath on your body is not the breath of Dao Ancestor, but you ......" (To be continued.) )