Plundering the Heavens

Looking at the green fox face in his hand, looking at the ghostly face of the ghost face, the sneak swaying of the two eyes, the party was taken away in a moment, the whole person seems to be crazy, the world in front, lost all true, only The two ghosts are beating. ○ Vaguely, he seems to have seen a handsome man in Tsing Yi standing on the top of nine days, and the clothes are floated by the wind.

"I don't die, I don't die, I don't die, I don't die, I don't die, I will live forever..."

In the eyes of Fang Xing, it seems that the man in Tsing Yi whispered, raised his fingers and smashed the void.

At the other end of the void, there seems to be an opponent, and there are many opponents.

In the current practice of Fang Xing, or the soul of the gods, I can’t see the existence of those opponents. I can only feel that there are many opponents, very strong, almost half of the sky, and at the end of the sky, there is only one man in Tsing Yi. He defended this side of the sky, exerting the power of the heavens, resisting the approach of the opponent, breaking the void, time after time, killing the waves one after another.

His sacred mystery is complex and all-encompassing, and it is almost a hand-to-hand approach.

However, in the process of his enemies, most of the roads and the French and Indians are vague, and they do not see the tricks they display, because those roads are too complicated and too mysterious to be perceived by the spirits of the party. Looked in the eyes, it is a variety of fuzzy shapes, only to see his slender ten-pointed lotus flower blooms and spreads out, pulling out a long shadow, dazzling.

For a long time, long time...

Fang Xing only felt that his own soul had already spurred the ultimate, and finally he was able to see a certain French seal that he had performed three times, but this is clear. It’s just a flash. Then it was branded in the mind of Fang Xing. But his soul is also like a heavy blow. Almost a mile, the power of the soul is consumed by seven or eighty-eight, and the weak one is like ten days and ten nights without sleeping...

"Fang Grandpa... Fang Grandpa..."

"Hey..."

In the ear, there were screams of fox girls and little foxes. It seemed that someone had taken something from their face, and then they were small hands and small fluffy claws, and they were carried to themselves. On the soft couch, someone wiped his forehead with a wet towel. Fang Xing only felt a splitting headache, and only after a long time came back to God. It was a few dozen round eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like watching my husband... What happened?"

Fang Xing blinked and his mind gradually returned, asking for a weak mouth.

"...Grandfather, you just put the mask on your face, and then it didn't take long before it fainted..."

The fox girl Xiaoyi replied softly, and the concern was rubbing the forehead of the party.

"So evil?"

Fang Xing sighed. After taking a break, I sat up. I took the green fox ghost face again.

At this time, the green fox ghost face has been restored to calm, only the forehead position, the fire inlaid on the top is still faint and bright, just like falling into a deep sleep, the ghosts in the eyelids are gone, and the line is fine Rethinking, there is no memory that I once took the initiative to put the mask on my face. It seems that at that moment, my own mind was taken away and uncontrollable.

This made him quite amazed. After all, he can't be a Dan, and the spirit of the spirit is far superior to his peers. And this green fox ghost face can make himself lose sight of it, but what powerful power can he do? To? What is imaginable is that there is nothing unusual about the fact that the power of the soul is too much. What is the use of this face?

Some dizzy swells let the little foxes leave, and they sit up and sit up, raising the soul of a moment, from the speed of recovery of the soul, they really did not suffer any damage, just consumed too much, this It made him feel relieved, and the spirit was not hurt. At least it showed that the mask was not malicious to himself. It is very likely that he could not bear the pressure of it.

"Although the yin and yang gods can not be identified, it is definitely a good baby..."

Fang Xing secretly thought, a flash of color in his eyes.

This life is not good, like the whole baby and the like, this green fox ghost face appeared, suddenly let him move.

Make a secret decision, be sure to study this baby.

After three days of recuperation, the party only felt that the soul had returned to its peak state, and once again put on this mask, but this time it was arranged in advance, so that the fox girl Xiaoyi was watching, if there was any problem with himself. Then, take the mask off for yourself. If there is no problem, write down the appearance of wearing the mask and then tell yourself.

This time with a mask, it is still back to the nine-day void, the Tsing Yi man is casting a defense against the enemy.

This time, the party left in advance and remembered the two seals that the man showed.

Then, a feeling of blessing to the soul, let him try, squeeze out the French seal, and at this moment, the square suddenly felt the world change, and his **** soul flew out, straight to the Tsing Yi man over the nine days. Incorporating together, at this moment, it seems that he is himself, he is himself, he is above nine days, with no law to defend the enemy...

"boom!"

That feeling is only a moment, and the illusion of the front line is already a scene in the cabin, but the feeling is different.

At this moment, Fang Fang returned to reality, but there is a feeling of omnipotence.

It is a kind of feeling, with a chest and a sea, and the feeling of the world.

"call……"

The party hurriedly took off the ghost face on the face. The forehead was full of sweat from the bean. He came down and gasped. Behind him, the fox girl hurriedly came forward and handed him water. Help him with his back and eyes full of concern.

"Evil door, evil door..."

He kept talking to himself, and his heart faintly guessed a possibility.

"Where is this... a treasure of seals... or a treasure of inheritance... or... weapons?"

Putting on the mask twice, once passive, once active, has let the party notice what is happening and the eyes are bright.

"No matter what... this is really a baby!"

Fang line once again picked up the mask, carefully looked at it for a long while, suddenly laughed, reached out and messed up Xiaoyi’s hair, strode up the deck to breathe fresh air, and the excited heart really needs to be calm. a bit.

On this road, Fang Xing took care of the soul and began to realize the beauty of this ghost. This process is extremely powerful to the soul. With such a powerful force, the process is extremely harsh. He even has a feeling, and only himself who has become a sinless lord can realize the mystery of this treasure in the realm of Jindan. If he changes others, Yuan Yingxiu can not bear this ghost face. The consumption of the power of the soul will make it possible to consume the soul of the soul once.

In the process of going to the demon court, there is something to do in the party. In addition to the most basic cultivation in the weekdays, the whole **** is placed on the understanding of the green fox ghost face, and gradually understand the green fox face. More, he gradually realized that in this mask, it seems to seal a long past, it is a scene of a war, and in that big battle, some inheritance of the Tsing Yi man was left, with That special method is left to future generations, and the most important thing is that through that part of the inheritance, one can inspire some part of the strength of the green fox ghost face, the person wearing the mask, as long as the gods are strong enough, they can release part of the mask. Power can...

This discovery made Fang Xing ecstatic, determined that this fox face is a different kind of treasure, and he worked harder to study it, but unfortunately, when he put on his mask for the sixth time, he could not enter that kind of time. The illusion, some exploration, found that the fire inlaid in the center of the mask has been faint, leaving only a crystal of the size of the fingernail, the fire in it has passed away.

“Is this something created by consuming a divine fire?”

Fang Fang secretly pondered a bit, but I think it is very possible. At first, the lotus girl said that she is not the real master of the green fox face. It is obviously difficult to open it in an accurate way. Even the girl does not believe that she can Really open it, but she probably didn't think that the demon shards left behind the shards of the gods, but they can open the mask.

"If you say this, you have to do more of this kind of fire. It’s just deserted. I want to find this kind of fire, but I can only take chances. But I have secretly listened to the three guys from China. This kind of fire should be There are a lot of them, most of them have been taken away by a few big demon departments. In this way, instead of looking inside the desert, it is better to go to the demon court and try your luck..."

Thinking like this, I made up my mind, thinking that I have to pay for myself in the Qingqiu Mountain ancestor, I want it!

After thinking about this, it speeded up the journey. Finally, three months later, the French ark gradually reached the western edge of the desert. The innocent desert began to turn into a fertile black soil. With a gaze, you can already see a rolling green hill. Glen...

"Is the holy land holy?"

Fang Xing and a group of small foxes stood on the deck and looked at the rolling hills in front of them, and they were relieved. (To be continued...)