In the jungle, Fang Yuan took a long-distance, and immediately spurred the sword, pulled out a cave, cut the stone into a bed, and threw the Ming Ming on it.

"Dream!"

Immediately, his right index finger gently clicked, and he pressed the eyebrow of Yan Ming.

Before asking for jasper unicorn, but a sham shot, his real purpose, naturally this is the master of the sea in the sea about the Qiangquan giant spirit of the whole memory!

If you ask for this at the beginning, you can't be afraid of stunned snakes. After all, there are many big dreamers, and there are also seals to remember the memory of God.

However, at this time he was caught unprepared, although there may be some measures to protect the gods, but not enough to fear.

He was able to enter the dream of Wu Zong in the same year. At this time, he had already reached the virtual sacredness. Even if this blame was somewhat resistant, it would not help.

"Well? Sure enough, there is a seal in memory. After all, it’s the owner. I know a lot of secrets. I can’t help but guard...”

When Fang Yuan came to Ming Ming to know the sea, he suddenly saw a big lock, emitting golden light and suppressing several secrets.

"Fortunately, he does not know that I am premeditated, and there is no special reinforcement. This can still be cracked, it only takes time!"

When Fang Yuan waved his hand, the fog continued to emerge, and it penetrated into the limbs of this Ming Dynasty.

The dreamer is the best at reading and operating the soul. With his cultivation at this time, it is not difficult to break the ban, but he is also very confident.

......

Yiwu County.

"The uncle's hatred, don't wear the sky!"

The monarch and the black tiger have been restored. At this time, the young boy is full of bloodshot eyes: "I have to search for the wicked and rescue the father!"

"Noisy!"

The elder is his grandfather, the grandfather of the ancestors. He immediately reprimanded the words, and an ear scraper hit him.

I screamed and was very clear.

"Why is your father going to save you, just because you are the most handsome young man in my family!"

The elders are gloomy: "If your father is unfortunate, you can inherit the family business. If you go again, what is your support?"

Among the big families, the battle for the position of the homeowner is naturally fierce.

If you are a monarch, you will continue to practice for a few years in the future, and the successor will be justified, and the houses will not compete.

If he also folds in and loses two pillars and pillars, and there is no one to follow, maybe the parent room will really fall down.

"That man is a martial artist, maybe a dreamer!"

The black tiger is too old, He Shan Tong is pale, still telling an intelligence.

Hearing this, the elders of the elders were just a glimpse of their hearts, and they immediately smiled: "Qingyun Daochang also asked people to come and say that it seems that 80% of the incident is true... Hey, my family somehow, it has become so strong. Enemy, really sitting in a closed house, the disaster comes from heaven..."

"The mystery of the dream teacher, the bottom of the fine still needs to be traced, but please the great elders, my Chitose Hill is not a good bully, as long as it is not the ownership of the five major leagues, what fear?"

He Shan Tong was gloomy and touched his chest.

"well said!"

A magnificent voice suddenly sounded around, and it seemed that the people who spoke were around, and seemed to be far away.

"Deputy master?"

He Shantong was a cleverman, and immediately bowed to the ceremony, and Jun Junyi went straight to worship.

Although he is also a high-rise in Chitose Hill, he knows that there is only one person in the Chitose Hill. The master of the Tiger List is the door of the Tiger List. Then, the deputy head of the forest, Lin Qianye, has gathered eight threads and is only one step away. You can cast the martial arts sacred body, ranking fifth in the tiger list!

"I am talking to you in a thousand miles. The man is acting so unscrupulously. It is a big crime against our Chitose Hill... I will personally take it. If he has a birth, he can also punish him. Otherwise, I will Not killing the dreamer!"

The words were cold and murderous, and everyone in the family listened, but the face was a hint of joy.

......

Within the cave.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and meditated, and the follow-up exercises of Qiankun Giant Spirit, the part of the corpse, have been printed into the sea.

"When this is a great spiritual power, when Wu Zongzhi, you can increase the power of the giant spirit. After that, you can open eight spiritual veins and gather ten yuan to achieve the true spirit of the giant spirit. This is the martial art of the martial arts. Take off the mortal, the extraordinary sanctification, is for the casting body! The warrior here, will inevitably increase all kinds of divine, as instinct, can be described as supernatural powers, not lose the spirits, named true holy!"

At this point, Daganwudao in the eyes of Fang Yuan, no longer confused.

At the beginning of the Golden Lock, the 12th level of the building, it can be said that the day after tomorrow, when it comes to Wu Zong, it is the door to the cultivation of Yuanli. It is immediately like the Tongmai, similar to the Lingshi Tongyuan, and then to the Dadao Dacheng, casting the Holy Body, it is true. Holy!

These realms, at least equivalent to the high-order virtual holy, placed in the big dry is also a top master, Dongshengzhou Longbangzhongren!

Tongyuan Lingshi, practicing the spirits, in the later period, can gradually blame the real world, is the realm of the real world, equivalent to the true holy!

After all, this is the head of everyone, and for decades, he is a high-level practitioner, knowing a lot of secrets, and the other side is also very beneficial.

"Mingshi Zhenyuan, Wudao Zhensheng, it is also a rare master to put it in Dagan, and it will be a phase in the field. If it is in the wild, it must be a master of the lord's hegemon level!"

"At this time, I got the whole of Qiankun's giant spirits. After I went back, I evolved a little and pushed the giant eagle to the eight veins. There is no problem at all!"

Fang Yuan’s face has a hint of excitement.

Lingshi refining, Wu Zong Tongmai, although the final realm is the same, but the number of Lingmai Lingshu directly determines the future achievements.

If there are shortages of exercises and the number of consolidation is less than six, it is almost impossible to step into the next level.

For example, before the black tiger was too old, the seven-star black tiger changed, and at most, it condensed seven spiritual veins. Even if it can condense the martial arts sacred body, it must not be the opponent of the giant spirit.

In comparison, the Qiang Kun giant function condenses eight spirits. In Dagan, it is already a good practice.

"The true top-practice method, whether it is to cultivate spirituality or spirituality, is nine! Nine is the number of poles! With this foundation, perfect, the true or the true, the power is the greatest!"

Fang Yuan secretly made up his mind: "My giant eagle is hard to stop, and I must not break through this last level and promote with perfect posture!"

Either don't do it, or best, he is such a person who pursues the ultimate.

At this time, looking at the stone bed, Yan Ming looked pale, and apparently the gods were hurt, but they did not die.

After all, Fang Yuan is only coming to **** the exercises, not to destroy the door.

"I was originally going to give you some compensation, but since this Qiankun giant spirit is also taken from Yang Jiaqiao, I am robbing it today, it is also a causal cycle, retribution is not good, it will not leave anything..."

With the memory of this family owner, Fang Yuan knew that the rise of this family was also full of blood.

Even if the Yang family passed down to the elders who came to rely on it, they immediately turned their faces and secretly imprisoned them, so that they could do whatever they could to ask for the exercises and secrets.

From this point of view, he has Yang Yang’s legacy, and even if he has destroyed his family, they are not awkward.

Of course, this kind of favor is not too big, and it has not yet reached the point where he wants to kill him.

Fang Yuan’s nephew turned, and suddenly, a sense of chilling flashed through the body, almost sweating upright.

"Have you chased it?"

"And, still the enemy!"

He walked out of the cave and suddenly saw a black man.

The other side stood on top of an ancient pine, and the body shape continued to rise and fall with the pine and cypress, as if it was as light as a feather, but the momentum was sturdy, but it was as heavy as a mountain, giving people a very strange sense of confusion.

"Government, is it a family? How did you catch up with me?"

When Fang Yuan saw this person, he still sighed in his heart. In the end, Dagan was no better than the Yuanwu mainland. He could freely gallop himself, but he was slightly out of the way, and immediately led to counterattack.

"I am Lin Chi Ye! It is the deputy leader of Chitose Hill! As for how to catch up with you, I will tell you when you die!"

The black man smiled secretly. His face was handsome, his skin was ivory, and his eyes had middle-aged vicissitudes. At this time, he smiled and made Fang Yuan feel a snake.

call out!

Within the real dreamland, the fire-fighting sword suddenly screams and puts out the sword!

"not good!"

This kind of mental warning is just born, Fang Yuan is going backwards quickly, the fire in his hand flashes, and a red-red sword is on his chest.

Hey!

A huge force came, even if the power of six yuan, can not be blocked, Fang Yuan snorted, as if the chest was hit by a heavy hammer, quickly retreat.

In situ, Lin Qianye slowly closed his fist: "Sure enough, it is a dream teacher! And ... is still a virtual realm!"

"Eight pulse?"

Fang Yuan flew a few feet, his body was full of light, and he looked at the sword.

This fire-fighting soldier can resist the punishment of the heavens. At this time, it is natural that the arms are slightly numb. If you fight hard, I am afraid that the prospects are not good.

The person in front of him is a Wu Zong who has opened eight veins!

Not only that, but his spirituality does not appear behind him, but spreads on his body, forming a strange pattern, with a huge gain of power, almost has a half-martial sacred body!

"Only the best in Wu, can you be extremely good?"

The martial arts have reached the extreme, and the power can not be underestimated!

Of course, the dream of the dreamer is far more than Wu Zong, but at this time Fang Yuan is still too low.

At this time, it is not enough to condense the eight-sword sword array, even if only the water sword is condensed, and the two fire-fighting swords are formed, which is enough to compete with this person.

At this point, Fang Yuan did not say a word, turned around and left.

On the body, Shanhezhu shines brightly, and a bead is taken into the real dream. It is the last time that Lilizhu was obtained in the coincidence of Sanjieshan.

This bead is a spiritual sacred treasure, and with a hint of chillingness, the eight-door sword smashed, suddenly twisted it into pieces, the blue light of the silk, spread to the water on the sword column, so that The sword shadow is getting more and more solid.

"Have off!"

Lin Chi Ye certainly will not let go of Fang Yuan, and his feet move, just like the shadows are approaching.

"Heavenly Fire!"

Fang Yuanyi shook red and long swords, and thousands of swords broke out. The flames of the stars fell and suddenly formed a mountain fire: "Wu Ming is in the cave, want to kill him, then chase me!"