Rumble!

Lei Pill blasted, turned into a thunderstorm, and even with the secret of the devil's gas, swept to Fang Yuan, who was on the throne.

This day, the demon and the sorrowful thunder are the masters of the celestial beings of the Lingfei Jianzong. They are still dead in the battlefield of the demons, and the secrets are realized in the line of life and death.

At the time of refining, not only the sorrowful thunder of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred It is enough to make the princes of the princes confuse and ignite!

This one, or his own identity, from the door is hard to get the life-saving treasure, at this time used, is desperate.

Among the thunder, a hint of hidden magic emerges. When the gods are shaken, they directly climb the gods, with the red dust, the human world, and many emotions, to ignite the demons.

If Fang Yuan is really the spirit of heaven and earth, the **** of natural creation, the heart is like a child, facing this, it is bound to eat a big loss.

But at this time, I couldn't help but laugh.

"What is the magic of the sky? But it is a magical power added to Leifa!"

This is not the source of power, the latter is the source of the world, and the former is only a secondary force derived.

At the time of Fang Yuan’s dream, he would be a joke with his heart and spirit.

In his mind, the light of the light turned into a black hole, and all the magical powers were swallowed up in an instant.

Of course, on the surface, it is still a phase of impatience, the body is shaken, the breath is scattered, it seems to have suffered a big loss: "Dare!"

"how is this possible?"

Wan Sanjian screamed and turned around and ran.

This day, the devil is not easy to refine, and he has only one, and in the Zongmen record, once this thunder came out, it directly destroyed a fairy!

But at this time, I saw that this **** was only injured. The Wansan sword suddenly knew that he was not an opponent. Under the cold sweat, he immediately began to escape.

"This **** is very powerful. This time I am planted. I have to go to the door to get back to the field. When it is time, I need to refine this person and let him spit out the gods... hateful! It is hateful!"

Wan Sanjian urged the body, and the whole person suddenly rushed under the cover of a layer of Jianguang and fled to the distance.

In my heart, it is like a poisonous snake biting. The resentment against Fang Yuan is like a river, and it is endless.

Because even if he asks for help from Zongmen and helps him find his way back, he can't have a big profit in this interest. It is not bad to be exploited by the bones.

"Want to run?"

Fang Yuan bodyized the gods, the speed is even faster than the sword, a turn, has been stopped in front of the Wan San sword, the right hand lightly grabbed, the virtual sky suddenly added a golden big hand, just like the essence, overwhelming pressure under.

What is the momentum of the sky? This is it!

Under the pressure of the giant hand, the Wan San sword suddenly gave birth to a feeling of disgrace, how can not run away from the feeling of disappointment.

"Flying sword!"

He was dying and struggling, releasing the spiritual sword of his life and training, turning into a ray of light, and shooting on the giant hand.

Dangdang!

A muffled sound of gold and iron crossfire came, the momentum of the flying sword was stagnant, and the colorful light immediately swept up. The three-year-old sword suddenly felt disconnected from Feijian, and could not help but spit out a blood.

The big hand did not stop falling, as if to crush his ants.

"No! You can't kill me!"

Wan Sanjian's head is distributed: "I am the true seed of Lingfei Jianzong. I have a sword in the door. You kill me, and you are the enemy of the whole sect!"

Lingfei Jianzong is one of the 72nd Xianmen, and even ranks very high. There are more than one ancestor in the door!

Such forces must annihilate an unfounded primordial god, just a matter of hand.

"What about that?"

Fang Yuan sneered: "You move out of the backing and the backstage, but you want to show your honor. Once you are killed, the consequences are unimaginable, but if I have no scruples, you will not be able to move out of heaven and thirty-three." ”

"This is a madman!"

For the first time, Wan Sanjian felt regret, and should not come to provoke this comet.

Unfortunately, his consciousness came too late.

In the next moment, the big hand descended from the sky, just like the Wuzhi Mountain, and he was pinched into a meat mud, and the light was shining, and even a trace of the soul was not let go, killing it.

This scene suddenly stunned the two big monsters on the sidelines.

Qingniu fart does not dare to put one, directly into the bottom of the water, and the demon tiger rolled up the black wind, but also fled.

They saw the fierceness of Fang Yuan. At this time, where did they dare to have a slight thought of fighting each other?

"Get me, just want to run?"

Fang Yuan waved his hand and two golden chains flew out.

He did not control it, and fell directly on the riverside, standing on his back, seemingly admiring the expansion of the Dragon Gate and the Fish Bridge ten times.

Not long after, the two big demons fell in front of Fang Yuan in a dejected manner. The green cow had a golden nose ring on his nose, while the black tiger had an extra collar.

"You two, before the plot is not in control, at this time, I will punish you and do my mount!"

Fang Yuan’s calculations are clear, but in the two big demon, they saw the traces of Ming Yujun’s arrangement.

In the words of the spirit world, these two demon have a relationship with him.

At this time, I saw the brilliance and stubbornness of the two big demon eyes, and could not help but laugh: "Although you have a good cultivation, but it is still very difficult to transform into a human being, it is very difficult to hit the idea of ​​God. Unfortunately, this **** Bit, you can be embarrassed, after you follow me, I have to give you some benefits..."

Said, two gods lighted out.

The two big demons suddenly rolled on the ground, reborn, and turned into two people.

Among them, the green cow is a big man, wide-faced, high-spirited, but the black tiger is a woman, heroic, wearing a black dress.

At this point, the two demon squatted, and immediately worshipped: "Thank you for the gift of the Lord!"

"Well, you two, one is called Castle Peak, and the other is called Blackwater!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

In the spiritual world, the demonization is very difficult, and there is also a robbery.

Even if it is carried over, how it looks after the transformation, it depends on the foot and the exercises.

No matter which aspect, a little bit worse, it will leave a defect, such as the tail can not go away and so on.

Man is the prima fascinator, and the demon family after the transformation has many advantages in cultivation. However, this flawed one is still inferior, and the foundation is unstable, and it is extremely difficult to complete in the future.

This time, Fang Yuan’s hand-picked, but it saved the time they did not know how much hard work.

Completely transforming into a human being, and saving the horror of the robbery, it is worthy of reinvention!

Voluntary compensation for slavery is also reasonable.

In fact, in the spirit world of the fairy tales, the ordinary low-level monsters, especially those who have no power and feet, are mostly miserable.

Being able to rely on Shinto Fairy, even if it is a boy's mount, it can be regarded as a positive result.

"But! Wait for me, go to the river to open a cave!"

Before Fang Yuan came to the Canglang River, the water surface was automatically separated, and Wanyu worshipped, and many different things came.

"The original Feng Shui in this place is not good, it is not uniform, it can not be constant, so it is difficult to become the foundation, but after my transformation, it is to go to its fierceness, as long as you change a few more, you can turn into a watery land."

The reign of his refining, at this time, has become clear, and it is indeed the authority of Canglang Hebo.

As a water bomb, it is natural to live in the river.

"Sure enough, within the domain of the gods, everything is like a finger, especially the position of this wave is the natural creation of the heavens and the earth. Immediately after the landing, you can mobilize the aura of the waves, it is not the same, in this river In the middle, even if I come to the fairy, I am sure to rely on my own responsibilities..."

Shinto is not entirely dependent on incense. For example, these natural gods are born with the reiki of the famous mountains and rivers, which is relatively free.

And those gods that are enshrined in humanity and beliefs will not work, and they must be sacrificed by sacrifices, otherwise they will decline day after day.

"But the power of humane rituals is strong, but there are also good and bad, incense ideas, with red dust, the most able to corrode the gods... want to achieve innocent gold, it is difficult!"

Fang Yuan silently thought: "The level of the gods, comparable to the immortals, and then the level of the Hou, you must master the law of the red lotus industry, the golden body of Dacheng, let the willingness of the incense in the thought of how difficult, but also all Refining and turning into Jinlian, gaining a way!"

During the heyday of Ming Yujun, it was such a realm.

Only when this is the case, dare to let go of the incense that receives the whole humanity, otherwise it will take its own way.

"As for the Hou class, the realm of the prince... is to directly communicate with the spiritual source, the power is endless, no need for humanity and the nourishment of the famous mountains and rivers... can be called the ancient god!

Even the natural gods like Fang Yuan, even if the great powers are destroyed by the entire Canglang River, it is necessary to immediately collapse the gods and degrade the gods.

Not to mention those gods of humanity, once the sacrifice is severed and the power cannot be maintained, it will fall into sleep and die.

But the ancient gods are different!

They have thoroughly understood the rules of the world, connected with the spiritual world, and can borrow some of their power.

Even if it is one in ten thousand, Wei Neng is vast and unmatched enough to compete with Jin Xian.

"It’s just the first step to win the position of the waves!"

This step stepped out, representing Fang Yuan really joined the Shinto and gained a relatively clean identity.

Next, it is to find other opportunities, expand the fame, and ultimately to get the attention of the heavens, it is best to directly seal the heavens, and then call the heavens.

"Water comes!"

At the bottom of the Canglang River, Fang Yuan walked in a leisurely stroll and swayed.

Many auras are coming, the waters are changing, and they are gathered into a big dragon.

In the position of the dragon head, a crystal palace emerges, the jade is brick, and the agate pearl is everywhere.

"Well, it's okay!"

Fang Yuan saw this, nodded, and waved his right hand. Several gods suddenly appeared on the plaque, and it was the four characters of "He Bogong Palace".