Refining Heaven and Earth

At the bottom of the water, Fang Bai's eyes were closed tightly, and when he was suffocating, a dull thunder sounded, and powerful pressure was squeezed from all sides. Fang Bai had not been running really, but only countered by the strength of the body.

The heavens are turning nine times, the flesh is like a thousand hammers, and every trace is getting stronger.

After Xiuwei broke through the quasi-sanctification, the flesh also became stronger a lot. The heavenly capital that has not changed for many years has changed nine times. Finally, three years later, it broke through the middle of the Tao.

The later the refining, the more difficult it is. It is harder to want to go further. I can't imagine how those ancient cultivations practiced to such an extent.

Fang Bai could only explore it step by step, moving forward slowly.

The sea area and the Eight Holy Gates had two battles in a row. The loss of the savage quasi-sages was exhausted. Only five people escaped and their whereabouts are unknown.

Far away in the savage West, the war relentlessly galloped, and the bleak face emerged.

After the First World War, I was lucky enough to escape. The merciless wounds were more serious than I thought. I had to resort to retreat for more than three years before I appeared.

"The old man vowed to avenge the snow and hate!" Zhan relentlessly voiced, his eyes were so stern, "Fang Bai, Gu Da, wait for the old man's revenge!"

Through the storm-covered waters, an isolated island emerged, and the war relentlessly turned a blind eye and continued to gallop westward.

Passing the isolated island, the storm became more and more violent, and the sky sometimes heard a crackling sound, which was the sound of the space being ripped apart.

At this point, the ruthless expression of war was dignified, and the consciousness spread, carefully avoiding the space cracks that may appear at any time in the sky.

Unless you ask the saint, Zhunsheng is extremely dangerous when it comes to space cracks, and if you are not careful, you will lose it.

Less than a last resort, no one wants to provoke space cracks.

Deep into the space of 100,000 miles, the space becomes more and more messy, and the sky is cracked, like black lightning hanging on the sky, disappearing from time to time, and reappearing from time to time.

The dark breath came from the void space, and the expression of ruthlessness was tense, and he looked up into the distance.

Traveled thousands of miles again, stopped ruthlessly, and said loudly, "The younger generation has something to tell the older generation!"

Leaning down and respectful, the sound spread around, but no one was visible.

How could anyone live in this place, wouldn't they be afraid of being swallowed by a crack in space?

Can war be merciless so respectful, is it a saint?

There was no movement, and the war waited relentlessly. After about half an hour, a powerful breath suddenly came from a distance.

The ruthless body shook slightly, his head lowered.

boom!

There was a space crack less than a foot in the sky. Suddenly, a pair of hands came deep in the sky and pulled to both sides. The space crack was ripped apart like a rag.

Then, a figure emerged from the cracks in space.

The figure of Wei'an, with black hair scattered all over the place, was scattered casually, and his determined face looked like a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners. His eyes were as bright as the stars, falling into the sky and falling into it, unable to extricate himself.

"what's up?"

Wei An's man's voice was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the emotions, as if everything had nothing to do with him, overlooking Cang Sheng, and ignoring everything.

Zhan relentlessly did not dare to lift his head, and reverently said, "Senior Qi Qi, Lian Tianding appeared."

"Oh?"

The man on Wei'an's eyes flashed a bright light, and the heavens and the earth brightened for a moment, the war-fighting emotions fell under the mighty coercion, and his waist was bent again.

X first ig hair ud

"it is good!"

The man on the shore said: "You are doing well, the old man will not treat you badly and lead the way."

"Thank you seniors," Zhan said mercilessly, "Don't worry about the seniors, but don't dare to be greedy for things in the younger ones, but ..."

There was a hint of displeasure in the man's eyes, and he said indifferently, "I have something to say."

"Yes!"

Zhan said ruthlessly: "Not only does he appear to refining Tianding, he also lives as a great god, and he is also surrounded by the Dragon and Golden-winged Dapeng, and it is said that there is also the reincarnation of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Nv and Zi Yunong.

"Dragon? Golden-winged Dapeng?"

Wei An's man frowned slightly, and said lightly, "What are they doing now?"

Zhan relentlessly said, "It is still quasi-level for the time being."

"That's right." The man from Wei'an said indifferently: "It's impossible to ask saints in this ghost place, what about the Dragons and Golden-winged Dapeng?"

Having said that, the man from Wei'an paused and asked, "What's going on with the goddess of heaven and earth and Ziyu Nong?"

The relentless eyes flashed a different color, who is unknowingly unknown to the heaven and earth? Ziyu Nong's name is slightly weak, but there are not many people who don't know, especially Jian Xiu.

This person is mysterious, so it seems that it must not come from savages, or even know very little about savages.

But how did he learn about the existence of Lian Tianding?

Quick calculations in his mind, he did not dare to wait too long for the merciless war, and slowly said, "The Xuan Nu Tian Nu, Zi Yu Nong are both ancient saints and have strong strength. . "

"Oh?"

The man on Wei'an frowned again. "So, their strength is extraordinary."

He heard this relentlessly, and secretly grieved in the bottom of his heart, and said quietly, "But now they only have the practice of quasi-sages, and they should not be able to ask the sages."

When the man on the shore heard the words silent, he seemed to be thinking about something, and he smiled ruthlessly in the heart of war. It seems that the so-called saints are just that, and they will be afraid of quasi-saints.

If you let the war know mercilessly, there are already saints who have been defeated in the hands of Fang Bai, I do not know how they will feel.

In fact, it isn't the men and women of Wei'an who are afraid of Xuan Nv, but not Ziyu Nong, but Li Tianding!

The power displayed by Lian Tianding in the hands of Zhunsheng is very considerable, not so easy to deal with. He wants to win it in one fell swoop, not to frighten the snake.

With these forces, in conjunction with Refining Tianding, things are really a bit tricky.

After a moment of silence, the eyes of the man on the shore flashed, and he said indifferently, "Lead the way ahead."

"Yes!"

Zhanru relentlessly finished, turned around and walked eastward, out of the storm raging place, Zhanru relented, where should I find Fangbai?

"Senior, this is treacherous. I don't know where to hide. I'm afraid it's not easy to find him."

The cold eyes of the man on the shore of Wei An swept away, and said indifferently, "You just need to find a general orientation."

"Yes!"

The relentless war is secretly bitter, and the savageness is so big. Where can I find it, in the same way as before, hiding somewhere in the sea, God knows when I can find out.

In desperation, I can only turn around to the east and always try to find it.

After Yan Ling left the Ba Shengmen, he did not rush to leave the Eastern Region, and after rushing south more than 200,000 miles, he found a place to hide his wounds.

In the temporarily opened dark cave, Yan Yan's eyes were closed tightly, and a moment of haze appeared on his face.

puff!

A sharp spit of blood spurted out, and Yan Yan's face darkened, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and the cold mang flashed, whispering, "What a powerful five-color stone."

Thinking of Lian Tianding, Yan Yan's eyes are getting colder and cold, enduring more than 100,000 years of living dead life, who would have failed in the end.

Today, the restoration of cultivation is hopeless, and he loses his qualifications for refining Tianding. Yan Yan's heart is extremely complicated and his anger is burning.

"Lian Tianding!"

Yan Yan sighed and looked up, his eyes seemingly looking through the stone wall to the distant sky.

I knew it already, why bother!

Zhanrui has had a hard time in recent years. It is easy to find Fangbai, ruthless and aimless. The man behind Weian watched with cold eyes, and Zhanrui was ruthless.

"You are teasing your husband?"

The cold voice sounded in my ears, shivered ruthlessly, and hurriedly turned around, trembling, "I do n’t dare to tease the seniors because they are so brave, this kid is too treacherous, I do not know where to hide . "

Humph!

The man from Wei'an whispered coldly: "As you said, this son is already invincible and savage, why should you hide?"

"This……"

Zhan relentlessly whispered and whispered: "Gu Dao knew that the younger generation would invite the seniors, so he ..."

Wei An man said coldly: "This is not easy to do, what is left for you."

"The junior knew what was wrong!" Zhan relentlessly hurriedly said, "Please give me another chance, and I will be able to find him."

"Eight years!"

The man on the shore whispered, "My husband doesn't want any accidents. Time is the root cause of the accident. I will give you another five years, understand?"

"Yes!"

Unrelentingly cold and sweaty, his head hovering quickly, where will Fang Bai hide?

By this time, Fang Bai had been practicing for eleven years under the deep pond in the gate of Basheng.

After the nine changes of Tiandu broke through the middle stage of the Tao, the progress was slow. The most important thing was that the Qi training was too slow.

So, five years ago Bai had entered the Liantian Ding and set about asking the saint.

According to Gu Dao, the saint who has been invited mercilessly by another person is not Yan Yan.

In other words, the savage still has a saint.

Compared with Yan Yan, who is strong and who is weak cannot judge, Fang Bai still feels that it is safer to ask Saint.

I do n’t know how much chaos gas has been refined in the past five years. I have been condensing quickly, but I have n’t found the opportunity to ask the saints. Is n’t that enough?

Looking up to see the chaos in the tripod, which was less than 20% of the original chaos, Fang Bai could not help frowning. In case the chaos could not be asked before the chaos was exhausted, the trouble would be great.

As a last resort, the use of chaos in the crowd was once again restricted, and more than one hundred quasi saints were not as useful as he asked saints.