I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The scene was silent for a moment.After a while, the group in Ling Xiao faction was furious, pointing at Fang Qinghong's nose and yelling at the thief for being so daring.

However, they are smart enough not to send people from the late stage of Nascent Soul to play, and those who can fly out to speak out and demand justice for their classmates are basically in the out-of-body stage, and at least have the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

Fang Qinghong resisted a thunderbolt, and smiled: "It's still a war of attrition, who will come with you one by one."

He has just formed a Taoist womb, and he is already emerging. This is the blessing of luck from heaven and earth to him.Now he has the momentum of no return.

The thunder and lightning, as thick as the root of a thousand-year-old tree, exudes a coercive pressure, which is the spiritual manifestation of the irreversible law of heaven, submerging the fairy mountain into a sea of ​​shining arcs.The onlookers watched with lingering fear, but the consciousness of the person who crossed the robbery was surprisingly calm. His clothes were ragged by the thunder, and his pores were bloodshot without changing his face.

The indifference in the eyes even has a kind of majesty overlooking all living beings.

The Nascent Soul in Fang Qinghong's dantian half-closed his eyes, crazily absorbing the essence of all things contained in the thunder calamity, forming a terrifying vortex of spiritual power around him.

His current state is very strange. The whole person is in the epiphany of meditation, and the movement of the body and the Nascent Soul returns to the original. Every breath is like the first conception of a baby in the mother's womb, which coincides with the pulse of heaven.The damaged body due to the destructiveness of the thunder was quickly repaired under this kind of blessing, showing the terrifying self-healing ability of the Taoist fetus.

And because the body returned to instinct, Fang Qinghong's spiritual consciousness could be freed up to do other things.The left hand is hidden behind the back and the formula is repeated, and according to each pause of the gesture, the formula of the mantra is silently recited.

In an instant, the Ziyun Bamboo Forest outside the main hall was rustling with rustling leaves and rustling wind. According to his arrangement, it was scattered in all directions, covering the top birds of the Lingxiao faction.

These people had already flown out when they were scolding the war, but they were cautious and never dared to take a step, thinking that they were standing on a safe watershed, and were dazed by this sudden appearance.On the contrary, some of the elders were well-informed, and when they saw Ziyunzhu, their color changed, and they immediately shouted: "Idiot, come back quickly!"

Too late.

The group mantra launched by Fang Qinghong has already activated the small heavenly tribulation formation composed entirely of adult purple cloud bamboos.

The real king and great power, who survived the fierce battle between the two clans, was also a figure of prestige in his own realm.With a long lifespan and a higher realm, the mind and knowledge will naturally expand. When the nine-character mantra is used, it has its own unique pulse and ancient rhyme. The well-informed old monsters are sensitive and can naturally capture it.

But none of them had the opportunity to touch this ancient secret method, they could only listen to the roar of the Great Dao in their ears, and it was not easy to identify its aura.

It would be strange to talk about the method of the prehistoric era.The human race only cultivates the soul. Their lifespan is extremely short, the longest is no more than 200 years, but their consciousness is extremely powerful. Usually, the high priest who is in charge of a family of sacrifices, their soul is equivalent to the current distracted and Void Transformation powerhouse, but the body is not No different from ordinary people.Food is inseparable from hunger, birth, old age, sickness and death are inseparable.

Their method of engraving Dao marks with spiritual power actually used the principle of Li Tian Dao's "into shape" in a disguised form. The Dao ancestor who created the method at that time was really a generation of gods.

Fang Qinghong thought eagerly, if given the opportunity, if he really wanted to discuss the Tao with such a capable person who pioneered the law, it would definitely be of great benefit.

On his side, he was still thinking about deserting, and the cultivator caught in the small heavenly tribulation formation over there suffered a seedling, and the purple cloud bamboo root that had absorbed the power of the thunder calamity was surrounded by arcs, and the thunder light poured out.

For a moment, Xiao Tianjie's formation became a second sea of ​​thunder and lightning, and it was also connected to Fang Qinghong's Lightning Tribulation. With the mutual reinforcement of the two sides, those with slightly lower cultivation bases didn't even have time to scream , it disappeared.

"Disciple!"

Outside the Little Heavenly Tribulation Formation, some people cried out in grief, and some people, under great grief, thought they had high cultivation and did not believe in evil, and threw out a magic weapon to save people, but they were also swept into the circle by lightning and chopped half to death, so they could only suffer in it. Support, it seems that he will not live long.

Even humans and demons included, all creatures hurriedly retreated several miles back, not daring to enter again.

There are mourners in the circle, and Fang Qinghong's new enemies outside the circle watch the miserable scene and hate it.

If you want to say that the ones you don't want to see him grow up the most are the three factions in the Eastern Realm. Right now, regardless of interests or personal enmity, they are all settled.

Almost all the people from Lingxiao Sect, Tiandimen, and Hall of Supreme Harmony were thinking: the thunder calamity will pass, and when there are so many of them, why not be a mere Nascent Soul?

And what is Fang Qinghong doing who is so "missed"?

He was looking at Fuyao, raised his eyebrows at others, and the expression on his face seemed to say: Do you see, I am very strong.

The bloodstains on the side of his cheeks did not hide his appearance at all, on the contrary, it made his skin whiter and whiter, with an indescribable special color.It is different from the soft beauty, but a more energetic and high-spirited demeanor.

In the distance, the eyes of the Black Flood Dragon King standing in the sky flashed, showing appreciation unabashedly, but suddenly felt the temperature drop suddenly in the next second.Someone locked his Qi machine.

The Black Flood Dragon King turned his head according to his testimonials, and met Fuyao's indifferent and cold eyes.He narrowed his eyes and looked at the mysterious man again.

After the people in Xiao Tianjie's formation were all dead, the audience was silent, staring straight at the last and thickest thunder that fell, engulfing the sword cultivator in white who was standing with his back upright and his hands behind his back.

Everyone present is waiting for the end of the catastrophe.

Those who are lucky enough to be alive and still have flexible minds have already connected Fang Qinghong with the people who were previously exiled outside the Mingzhou Prefecture.And Li Zhao, who had brought him to Tianyingmen earlier -- he was really lucky. Just when the sect was about to collapse, he was rescued by the always merciful Tianlu Temple.

At this moment, he sat down behind a group of bald heads, staring blankly at Lei Hai's direction with a dreamy expression.This, this... was actually lucky enough to come across him? !I have opened my mouth so much, why don't I know how to say a few more good words for myself!

Li Zhao's face was red, white and white. After several changes, it finally turned into annoyance beating his chest and feet.

On the other side, Rong Shaowei, who was standing with the Kunlun Palace, waited for the world to return to Qingming, and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers, and the unknown Taoist friends are indeed among the dragons and phoenixes." After speaking, he blinked.

Fang Qinghong was not surprised that he could see through his own identity, it was really easy to guess the cause and effect.And other people don't have such good concentration as Rong Shaowei, accepting the cruel fact that they are old enough to pretend to be grandsons for so long. Those of the Lingxiao faction who have suffered "actual losses" are even worse. Passed out.

Rong Tianshi was worthy of being a master, and there was no sign of displeasure on his face.However, when Fang Qinghong saw the gentle and smiling face of the other party, an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, Rong Shao slightly shook the feather fan, and suddenly said: "I just don't know where the mantra in Fang Xiaoyou's hand came from?"

As soon as the words came out, Shi Shi was shocked.

In an instant, everyone's eyes returned to Fang Qinghong.

They stared at him like a pack of hungry wolves at a piece of fat.

What is Rong Shaowei's identity, the celestial master's lineage is profound and mysterious, how can there be any need to lie about it?The Nine-Character Mantra is the only complete secret art left by the Taoist ancestors of the human race. It is rumored that after gathering together, one can gain the power to compete in the world and command the heroes.Xuanyuan Huangdi's own skills were born out of this.

And even if Rong Tianshi's judgment was wrong, the adult Ziyunzhu couldn't even control the formation master of the distraction stage, and it must be a wonderful method that has never been seen before to be able to teach a Nascent Soul child to use his arms and fingers!Maybe it was taken from the fairy palace...

For a while, everyone had different thoughts.

Up to now, everyone knows that Fang Qinghong was lucky, stepped on dog shit, not only was he in possession of the secret treasure of the Immortal Palace, but even 30 years ago, even the magic cultivator was bound to get it.Whoever catches him is the owner of these treasures.

And when he grows up, there will be no chance to strike.If you make up your mind to do it, you must do it beautifully, so that no one will have a chance to make a comeback——

Fang Qinghong looked around, his heart was clear.

Just as he was thinking about how to escape, he suddenly heard a sound of surprise from afar.

A giant white beast appeared out of thin air, tilted its head and came to Fang Qinghong, staring at him in bewilderment.

The monsters of the East China Sea showed surprise, and there was a lot of discussion on Renxiu's side.

"White Pond??"

"really……"

"Why are you here again?"

Someone even pointed at Yaozu's nose and yelled: "Monster, there is no end!" In exchange for a bunch of supercilious eyes.

He and the disheveled Fang Qinghong stared at each other for a moment, Bai Ze let out a groan, and without giving him time to react, he grabbed him and ran away.

"Hey wait a minute, I have something to discuss, I still have a companion ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The lingering sound spread far away until it disappeared into the mountains.

The people on the top of the mountain looked at the uninvited guest who wagged his tail and flew into the depths of the fairy mountain, and looked at each other: This...is it true? !