Refining Heaven and Earth

There is a drawback to the method of controlling souls. Once the soul is controlled by the soul and the power of the soul is stronger than the controlling person, it can easily cause backlash.

Once backfired, the situation reversed and life and death fell into the hands of others.

These other people are indifferent, his spirit is very strong, although it is not as late as entering the realm, barely controlling it is still possible.

In the late stage of entry, the strength soared, and soon came to the last one, and it was also the strongest of the three.

Watching his companion stand with others, this person instantly understood that his expression was extremely cold.

"traitor!"

With a yell, he hurriedly killed Xiao Qiu. His only chance at the moment was to capture Xiao Qiu.

Unfortunately, it can only be thought about.

Fang Bai urged the formation and assisted the elderly to kill at the same time. Those who turned to Fang Bai knew that it was time to show loyalty, so they didn't need to speak and went crazy.

The two joined hands, and Fang Bai controlled the formation to help, and the battle was doomed from the beginning.

This person is also a bit of a backbone, and he died in a deadlock.

Nearly 600 superb spirit stones were consumed before and after, Fang Baixin was dripping blood, grabbing this person's Qiankun Ring in his hands, swiping with consciousness, and finally a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"You are not at all polite." Xiao Qiu was displeased.

Keke!

Fang Bai put away the four elephant sleepy dragon array and smiled bitterly: "Miss Xiao has misunderstood, but this time I lost a lot, these things may not be able to make up."

"you……"

Xiao Qiu suddenly showed her little daughter's gesture, and her face was full of anger, suddenly realized what, her expression changed slightly, and she recovered her previous state, and smiled lightly: "Just a joke with the father, don't take it seriously."

Counting it all out, it's all about earning money without compromising. One hundred and sixteen entrances into the realm, and two of them in the later stages, are worth more than six hundred superb spirits.

The problem is that the best spiritual stones are extremely difficult to find, and resources may not be exchanged. Speaking of them, the losses are indeed great.

"The battleship should haven't gone far. Girl Xiao is too late to chase it back." Fang Bai hurriedly switched the subject.

"what?"

Xiao Qiu's face changed lightly. "Listen to Fang's son, don't you plan to go to the desert?"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "I was meant to travel a little bit. It's the same everywhere. Don't stop here!"

"Ok!"

Xiao Qiu nodded faintly, his eyes flashed reluctantly, and he recovered immediately, and smiled, "If the father-in-law is in the desert, he must come to the Xiao family in the north."

"It must be," Fang Bai said with a smile, "I'm not sure to trouble Xiao Xiao at that time."

"Farewell!"

"Take care!"

Looking at the two streams of light in the distance, Fang Bai shook his head gently, and looked back at the dejected old man beside him.

"Let's go too!"

"Yes!"

The two sped along, and it didn't take long to see an island on the sea. Fang Bai dived down, and the man followed.

Kendo was interrupted at the moment of perfection, and it happened to be a chance to break through.

The isolated island is only a hundred miles away, and the consciousness spreads out. It found no traces of people, and found a quiet place. Fang Bai was preparing to practice.

Three days later, Jianqi spread on the island.

Ten feet, thousand feet, twenty miles ...

In just half an hour, the entire island was shrouded in sword air, and the sharp sword air raged like a sea of ​​swords.

Around no one, Fang Bai wantonly spread his kendo and had no taboos.

"Is this ... a complete Kendo?"

The old man looked in the direction where Fang Bai was.

At this moment, a dazzling Jianmang erupted, soared into the sky, and suddenly went straight to the sky, hundreds of feet of Jianmang seemed to open a hole in the sky.

A shadow of a sword emerged from the void, hundreds, thousands, thousands ...

After a quarter of an hour, there were sword shadows floating in dozens of miles, and there seemed to be only swords in the whole world!

After lasting three hours, the sword shadow suddenly began to move, converging toward the same place, and the hundreds of feet of sword awn were even more dazzling.

"It's done!"

The old man murmured, "What a terrible talent!"

The enlightenment has a full realization of Kendo, and it seems that no such person has appeared in the memory of the old man.

Rumble!

The sword shadow rolled backwards, forming a storm that swept the island, the vegetation was flying, the rubble was rolling, the world was bleak, and only the bright sword was shining the sky like the sun.

The sword shadow disappeared, the sword awn was so bright that the sun in the distance became extremely dim in front of the sword awn.

The howling soared into the sky, a figure rose in the sky, and the dazzling swordman slowly sank into his body.

The kendo flowed around, and sharp eyes swept across. At this moment, the whole person seemed like a sharp sword that could pierce the sharp sword of the sky.

If the Emperor of the Sword came here, raising his hands and throwing his feet, the powerful kendo erupted.

The dazzling Jianmang continues to integrate into the body, and the kendo breath of the whole body becomes stronger and stronger.

When the last ray of Jianmang disappeared, the whole body bloomed with brilliance, shining the whole world, and piercing the old man's heart.

"This is the power of fulfilling Kendo?"

Guanghua dispersed, Fang Bai dropped slowly in the void, and he pointed with a hand, a sword flew across the void, chopped on the island.

Rumble!

The mountain crumbled, the boulders rolled down, and the smoke was permeated for a long time.

"So powerful!"

Fang Bai's eyes sparkled. At this time, he realized how strong the perfection is. There is no blessing. After the kendo is completed, the Zixiao sword is more powerful.

At this time, he was five-fold on the path to Shang Tao, and with the strength of his Kendo, he was confident that he could overcome it.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai suddenly showed a weird smile. Is Kendo stronger at this moment, or is Tiandu Nine changed?

"Congratulations to the boy for his successful Kendo." The old man came out in the air and said with a fist.

"Yep!"

Fang Bai nodded, feeling the awe of the old man, very satisfied.

At this moment, the old man's awe is from the heart, not because the spirit is controlled, it is a fear of the strong and the genius.

"Follow me, you won't regret it."

"Yes!"

"You should know the way to Qinghuang?"

"Old slaves came along all the way. Naturally, my son is going to the desert?"

"No, let's go to Yanghuang, probably the direction should not be wrong?"

"This ..." The old man smiled bitterly: "My son knows a little, the road is far away, the direction is slightly wrong, and if it is not good, it is missed millions of miles."

Fang Bai said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, you just need to remember that the destination is Yanghuang. It is enough to lead the way."

"Yes!"

The old man smiled bitterly and didn't dare to ask any more. He led the way and galloped away.

The long journey is inevitably a bit boring. After chatting with each other, Fang Bai only knew the ins and outs of the matter.

The old man was named Gu Li, who entered the realm of the eighth peak, and belonged to a second-class ancestral gate in Qinghuang, which was attached to the Xiao family in the northern Qinghuang.

The Xiao family was a giant in the desert, powerful and powerful. Wherever they went, the forces of all sizes bowed their heads.

Over the past few years, the Xiao family has been struggling to fight for the position of the owner. The last owner of the Xiao family was Xiao Qiu's father. When Xiao Qiu was about to be born, he suddenly disappeared.

At first the Xiao family didn't care. As time went on, the problem became a little bigger.

For a large family like the Xiao family, the disappearance of the owner is a huge event, sending countless disciples out to search without any news.

Fortunately, the soul card has not been broken, at least to prove that the owner is still alive, but it has not been a way to show up. Nuoda's family always needs someone to maintain it.

D, first hair, hair

Xiao Qiu's mother is also a strong woman. She has been supported by Xiao Qiu's father in these years.

For a long time, some people in the Xiao family felt dissatisfied. The owner's seat could not be suspended in this way. Someone had to come out to take over. Besides, Nuo Da's Xiao family cannot be ruled by an alien.

Xiao Qiu had no brothers or sisters. The only descendant of the previous head of the family, talented, decent, and decent, logically speaking, the succession of the head of the family was taken for granted.

However, in the history of the Xiao family, there has never been a precedent for a woman to be a homeowner, which has aroused opposition. Fortunately, there is no stipulation that a woman is not a homeowner, and the argument is endless.

Xiao Yan is the most powerful competitor of the homeowner, but the strength of the two sides is roughly the same, and they can't compete for a while, and things are dragging on like this.

Xiao Qiu had no interest in being a homeowner, and these years he took the help of the elderly to search for his father in the four realms, and Xiao Qiu's mother refused to let go.

When he came out this time, Xiao Yan found the trace of Xiao Qiu, and he sent someone to follow him.

Family fighting is a taboo. For safety's sake, Xiao Yan did not arrange for the Xiao family, but instead sought the ancient Li Li forces that depended on the Xiao family.

Followed all the way, Gu Li they dreaded Xiao Jiaqiu to settle accounts afterwards, and dragged on again and again, until the people arranged by Xiao Yan repeatedly threatened, they had to shoot.

Whoever expected to meet Fang Bai, lost all over!

Hearing this, Fang Bai shook his head with a bitter smile. It seems that no matter where he goes, there is such a **** fight for power. Is power really so charming?