Refining Heaven and Earth

As soon as it entered the water, powerful death gas came from all directions, and Fang Bai could not help but frown lightly.

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I remember when I entered the water last time, the dead gas was not so strong, but now it is stronger than before.

However, with his current strength, this point of life is not worth mentioning, it is nothing at all, and he hastened down sharply.

Deep in the blink of an eye, Fang Bai became more and more puzzled, and the strange vitality became stronger and stronger, not only because of the depth, but also at the moment.

"How could this be?"

His heart was full of doubts, and Fang Bai accelerated his sinking speed once again, and it was already 30,000 feet deep.

The thick, dead energy slaps his body, which is not worthy of his vitality, the body is enough to resist.

The operating days are all changing, the dead air disappears as soon as it enters the body, and the days of stagnation for many years seem to be changing.

Fang Bai couldn't help but be happy, but it was a good place to practice, but now is not the time.

When sinking to fifty thousand feet, the pressure on the water surface and the influx of dead air hammered Fang Bai's flesh together, "It really is a great place to practice!"

Can't help but praise in secret and continue to sink down.

"wrong!"

When I went deeper into the 70,000 feet, I finally realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be a strong momentum coming from below, and there was a scream screaming.

At first Fang Bai thought that he had heard it wrong, and calm down to listen, but a weak scream came. Fang Bai finally determined that there was someone below.

Qing Yan said that there are saints below, and it should not be saints who scream. Is there anyone else?

Thinking of this, Fang Bai didn't dare to entrust him, and while sinking quickly, he took precautions.

boom!

Seeing close to 90 thousand feet, suddenly a rushing weather rushed from below, extremely powerful!

"saint!"

Fang Bai was taken aback. Such a powerful momentum was not an ordinary quasi-sacred energy, but it was probably the saint mentioned in Qing Yi's mouth.

Would you like to go down and look at it? Fang Bai suddenly hesitated. At first, he thought that there must be some other reason for the existence of the saint. Otherwise, how could Qing Ye still leave after finding the saint?

Not to mention the three holy gates of the Three Holy Men, the saints really have no problems, and they will not sit idly by.

But look again at this time, the momentum is so powerful, is it possible that the previous guess was wrong?

If that is the case, wouldn't it be a joke to take it home?

"wrong!"

Fang Bai finally understood what was wrong. The momentum has been rising, and it is getting worse. If it is a saint, it will never be the case.

Recklessness cannot ask saints, and sages cannot naturally promote cultivation. There must be some mystery in it.

If the guess is correct, the saint should be in trouble, and now it may be to solve the problem and repair it soaring.

This moment is a heaven-sent opportunity, and the saint must not be restored, otherwise, the barbarity will no longer have his place.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai didn't hesitate anymore, the speed increased to the extreme and rushed down.

When the body was loose, his eyes suddenly opened up, and the intense vitality came to his face. He looked up, and it came from the front, rushing forward quickly.

"who?"

Zhan Wushuang noticed someone approaching, was startled, looked back, and immediately found a streamer flying. When he saw the person, his complexion changed greatly.

"Fang Bai!"

At this moment, Yan has reached a critical moment, and must not be affected. Otherwise, his former achievements will be neglected. In case Yan has made an error, the situation will completely collapse.

Everyone found Fang Bai, secretly crying, but at this time there was no retreat, and the air was blocked in front of the altar. The weather spread and they were ready for a battle at any time.

"what?"

Fang Bai looked at the figure in the center of the altar, and looked at the sixteen miserable quasi-sages on the jade pillar.

Sixteen Guanghua rushed down the altar to the middle figure. At this moment, the momentum soared and seemed to have broken the limit of quasi-holy.

"It really is a saint!"

At the same time, Fang Bai secretly exclaimed, knowing that this should be done for a while, he would not be so passive.

But it ’s all here, so do n’t give up easily.

Zhan Wushuang, Luo Xuan appeared here, the purpose is very obvious, nothing more than to ask the saint to face himself.

Seeing the sage's momentum rising rapidly, Fang Bai had no time to delay, the consciousness swept away, and the quasi-sages appeared one by one.

Zhan Wushuang's expression was dignified, Wushuang Sword was in his hand, the golden light shone around, and one sword was cut off at any time.

"Yan?"

Xiaoyu murmured, looking at the white figure in the middle of the altar.

Fang Bai looked back at Xiaoyu, his expression was more dignified, and he could be recognized by Xiaoyu, and he was a little surprised. It was by no means an ordinary saint in ancient times.

If the quasi-sages are all right, Fang Bai will not be afraid, but this person is a sage, and his strength is unfathomable and inestimable.

"what?"

Yan Yan's eyes came blasting like lightning, and he looked at Xiaoyu for a moment, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Xiaoyu Xiumei was frivolous and said lightly: "There is nothing to be sad, but what you look like now makes people feel sad. What does it mean to live like this?"

Hahahaha!

Yan Yan laughed loudly, "Why is it meaningless? Lian Tianding is in front of him, how can it be meaningless? God is merciful, and my husband's hardship has not been in vain for years."

Tian Xing came to Fang Bai and whispered: "This person has a good name and his strength is not invincible. We must make plans early."

"Ok!"

Fang Bai's face was low, and Yan Yan and Zhan Wushuang had similar strengths in ancient times, but they didn't know how much was left.

Looking at the sixteen people on the jade pillar again, their expressions are slumped, and their vitality is rapidly passing away. Yan Yan is getting stronger and stronger, and cannot continue to drag on.

"Do it!"

Fang Bai's voice fell, with an invincible sword in his hand, and a sword was about to be cut out. At this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly said: "Slow!"

"what?"

Everyone looked at Xiaoyu suspiciously. I wonder why she would stop it at this time. The longer the delay, the worse the situation.

"Give me some time." Xiao Yu whispered, Fang Bai smiled bitterly. He could ignore him if he changed anyone.

"Hmm!" Fang Bai nodded, still could not help but say, "It's better to hurry."

"I know!"

Xiao Yu turned his head to Yan Yan, and slowly said, "You should have heard about the matter of refining Tianding. Where do you go from here? Think carefully and give me an answer."

Yan Yan looked at the rain with cold eyes, then looked at Fang Bai, with a struggling expression on his face, it seemed difficult to decide.

The altar of Guanghua is still flowing, the momentum of Yan Yan's body is still rising, getting stronger and stronger!

Fang Bai was secretly anxious, but Xiaoyu didn't speak, and it was hard to say anything.

"It seems that I think too much." Xiao Yu sighed slightly, then turned and nodded towards Fang Bai.

Fang Baichangsong breathed a sigh of relief, his invincible sword was shining brightly, and he said coldly, "All you don't want to die, get away from me, kill!"

Immediately, the voice dropped, the invincible sword quickly cut out, the golden light shone around, and the dead air rolled back, breaking like a bamboo, and it was just a blink of an eye.

"Give the old man a quarter of an hour."

Yan Yan shouted loudly, and everyone was frightened. How many left in a quarter of an hour?

In the war in the waters, so many people lost so miserably. Now that the war is relentless, how can eighteen people be left behind?

Zhan Wushuang's mind quickly calculated that if he insisted for a quarter of an hour and Yan Yan's shot, the situation could be reversed instantly; if he persisted for less than a quarter of an hour, he would inevitably die on the spot.

What makes Zhan Wushuang hesitant is that Yan Yan will shoot for him in advance?

There is still a hint of vitality to escape at this moment, I believe Fang Bai will not leave Yan Yan and ignore him and go after him.

Between electric light and flint, the Warriors have decided, even if they escape today? Is he going to hide in Tibet in the future, always at ease, waiting for Fang Bai to come to the door?

"Kill with me, fight the escapees, kill without pardon!"

Zhan Wushuang screamed, Wushuang sword chopped out straight, and numerous golden lights burst out.

Luo Xuan also shot, this is their last hope, can't give up!

Everyone around him saw that, except for the two sneaking away quietly, the rest shot.