Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Fulong felt that he seemed to be memorizing words, and the current job was really difficult.

Looking at the monk in front of him who seemed to be in an uninhabited land, controlling the White Tiger Dharma, Fulong believed that even if he went up, he would not be able to defeat him.

But there are monks from the Lingmu Alliance watching behind him. If he doesn't step up at this critical moment, the hundreds of tribulation cultivators gathered right now will probably be beaten and run away in less than an hour or three. , then, how can we capture this team of camel rays?

Fulong saw clearly the plans of the Lingmu Alliance. The Lingmu Alliance did not want to provoke a direct dispute with the Beast Control Sect, so they could only use the current secretive method to prevent these materials from being sent to the Dan Alliance. in hand.

But there is a prerequisite for this, which is to be able to stop the Qingyuan Sect's beast ship team. The Lingmu Alliance does not want to do it personally, so it can only do harm behind the scenes. The will behind these calamity cultivators is the Lingmu Alliance.

As a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he also had to obey the orders of the Lingmu Alliance. Thinking of the promise made by the Lingmu Alliance and the land promised to him to establish his sect, Fulong's heart began to heat up.

If you do this, the merit should be enough.

Thinking of this, Fulong laughed loudly, summoned the surging magic power that he had practiced for a hundred years, and rushed towards Fang Qingyuan.

Fang Qingyuan focused most of his attention on the other golden elixir monk on the field.

Different from the previous Yu Ran, this bald and handsome man seemed to be following the path of body training.

Physical training has always been difficult, and it is also extremely difficult to kill.

Before anyone arrived, the means of attack arrived first. The real evil mana around Fulong was seen surging. In a very short period of time, it underwent hundreds of transformations. With this transformation, the aura on Fulong's body changed. , the water was also rising, and instantly spread throughout much of the space around him, as if a stormy sea was about to submerge Fang Qingyuan.

This is pure use of magical power to suppress people. Fulong also practices Buddhist body-refining techniques, taking a side path. With his magical power, he is still among the best even in the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Theoretically, a Jindan cultivator can touch any corner within a one-mile radius of his body purely by relying on his own magic power.

This is a more powerful method than being shrouded by divine thoughts. If shrouded by divine thoughts, it is just perception, but when shrouded by magic power, it is equivalent to stepping into the hands and feet of this golden elixir monk. With just a thought, you can Summon your magic power at will to unleash a powerful blow.

The scope of this magic power expansion increases or decreases with the monk's level of cultivation and understanding of practice.

Fang Qingyuan naturally also has this kind of golden elixir field, but he usually doesn't use it because using it in this way consumes too much mana. As for attack methods, he prefers the five-planet phase.

Facing Fulong's surge of magic power, Fang Qingyuan focused on the white tiger star. He saw the three-foot-long white tiger let go of the Baishan Jie cultivators running around randomly, roared suddenly, and got into the true evil circle of Fulong's magic power. A sharp claw, full of the killing intent of the white tiger in the Western Star Territory, clawed straight at Fulong's bare head.

Looking at the giant palm that was bigger than his own head, Fulong lowered his back and sat on his horse. In the void, he took a stance and set up a boxing stance, and the atmosphere suddenly became violent.

"Hey!"

Fulong punched out, and the magic power around him immediately involved Xu Fangyuan's spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Around the edge of his fist, there was a circle of light waves that almost condensed into substance and was spreading rapidly.

This is the light and heat generated by friction with the atmosphere. When the tiger's claws collided with the fist, a powerful impact suddenly burst out. Fulong's body bore the brunt, and his gorgeous brocade clothes shattered in response, revealing a suit of armor underneath.

The inscriptions on the armor lit up one after another, emitting layers of shadows to offset the shock wave, but even so, Fulong still groaned, feeling a burning pain in his lungs and five internal organs.

This was caused by the ferocious true meaning of the white tiger that penetrated his body. Although the tiger's claws blocked it, the ancient and ferocious true meaning inherited from the Western Star Territory was indeed difficult to resist.

Compared with Fulong's minor injury, the white tiger star looked much miserable. The huge tiger claw that had just been exposed had been completely shattered in the collision.

The white tiger's right paw had disappeared. It seemed that Fulong had achieved an incredible achievement, but as the victor, Fulong had no smile on his face.

He clearly saw that the white tiger's claws, which were broken like smoke just now, would be restored to their original state in an instant as layers of smoke were superimposed on them.

‘You bastard. ’

Fulong cursed secretly in his heart. The result of his full strength just now is this?

Just now, he clearly focused on his fist, and shattered all the power in the white tiger's claw with one punch. Whether it was Fang Qingyuan's spiritual thoughts attached to it, or the most basic structure that made up the white tiger's dharma, he could temporarily destroy it.

But the actual results told him that his proud method had failed.

Fang Qingyuan looked coldly at the bald golden elixir monk who jumped out, and everything about this man in his heart was unearthed from his memory.

As one of the few Baishan Golden elixir casual cultivators in the Baishan realm, Fulong has always been known for his bad temper. He has the demeanor of a Baishan monk. The so-called forgetting loyalty at the sight of small gains often results in some cultivation resources. Regardless of the face of the Golden Core cultivator, he took action to fight with those low-level monks.

For this reason, Fulong had many enemies, but Fulong was able to get along like a fish in water in Baishan, and his skills were extremely hard.

It is said that the nickname Fulong came from the fact that he once subdued a dragon that was about to become enlightened, thus earning his name in one fell swoop.

Jiaolong, who is about to become enlightened, is already at the late stage of Jindan. Once he becomes enlightened, he will reach the level of Nascent Soul.

Having such a record, Fulong is even more troublesome than Yu Ran. Although Yu Ran is already in the late stage of Jindan, when it comes to actual combat, Yu Ran, who was born in Qiyun, does not usually fight against the enemy. The rival of Fulong who was hanging out in Baishan.

With this Golden Core cultivator in charge, and hundreds of Baishan Jie cultivators as minions, if this group of people wants to attack a Golden Core sect, they should have a great chance of being able to break it.

But when these people set their sights on Fang Qingyuan's camel ray team, they already had a way to kill them.

But seeing the giant claws of the white tiger gradually taking shape, Fulong took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the bloody air in his lungs. The cold air flowed in his lungs, mixing and exchanging with the qi and blood in his internal organs, and even Every inhalation and inhalation seemed to be generating friction and heat, and finally, between every exhalation and inhalation, the limbs seemed to be on fire.

The stimulation of blood makes people go crazy, and it seems to give people infinite power.

In the previous battles, Fulong understood one thing, that is, either don't do it or do it absolutely, otherwise you will die in hesitation sooner or later if you look forward and backward.

This is the path Fulong practices, and it is this belief that allows him to survive in the White Mountains.

So with a bloody rage, Fulong roared like thunder, and his muscles almost burst through the armor. He put aside the white tiger star that looked untouchable, and quickly pounced on Fang Qingyuan not far away. .

In Fulong's eyes, Fang Qingyuan is a typical disciple of the beast-controlling sect. Although Fang Qingyuan did not use the spirit beasts to fight against the enemy, the methods he used now clearly have the style of beast-controlling. For such a person, he should capture the thief first and capture the king.

As long as you let yourself get close, the opponent will definitely not be able to walk for a few rounds before he is captured by you and handed over to the Lingmu Alliance in exchange for a larger sect territory.