The black skin's skin was extremely distorted, and it made a very screaming roar.

Regardless of disregard of Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan still used his **** killings.

With the **** fairy scorpion as the core, this **** killing is definitely the level of the fairy!

Under this force, the black city was in pain, and the blood and even the bone marrow were forcibly extracted and condensed in the air.

Subsequently, the force that was manipulated by Fangyuan was stiff and opened, and swallowed.

Black City lost this group of blood, suddenly fainted in the past, squatting on the body is only skinny bones, face pale, as if it is a dead face.

Fang Yuan sneered, and a few cockroaches flew out, plunged into the ears of Heicheng, and then plunged into his blood vessels, walking in the lower part of his body.

These **** roads are very big. When walking through the black city body, outsiders can see the bulge of the black city skin from the surface, just like a mouse, quickly swam in his body.

Soon, these "rats" were getting smaller and smaller, and the black body's flesh was gradually expanding, and his face was restored with a trace of blood. It’s just that the spirit is completely absent, as if it was a serious illness.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the force in front of him. He said in a difficult way: "Walk around me, bypass me. I want to be honest, I will be loyal to you..."

Fang Yuan did not care about him.

The words of the Black City have been said more than once.

There is more than one subordinate of the Black City, and Fang Yuan does not matter.

Fang Yuan is still not assured of Yumin Minxian Zhouzhong, let alone the Black City? Especially in today's external environment, Fangyuan can only trust itself.

In fact, sometimes he doesn't even trust himself.

After the Battle of Yitianshan, Fangyuan had lost his memory.

Knowing the inside story of God's will and rebirth, the experience of his past life, the chances of remembering, is probably the trap that God wants to stay intentionally!

At this moment, Fang Yuan’s full attention is focused on the manipulation of the power of the dead.

After swallowing the blood of the Black City, the force of the zodiac is covered with a thin layer of blood.

Under the gaze of Fang Yuan's expectation, this layer of blood slowly converges, and it is transformed into the blood of a black family who flows through the sinking force.

"Successful!" After checking it a few times, Fang Yuan was excited.

In the past few days, he has been planning for refining bird eggs.

Simply disguising the blood, it is hard to stop the source.

Because Fangyuan itself is a blood Taoist, the accumulation of past lives is very strong.

It’s just that it’s a hard time to count the black blood method. Therefore, Fang Yuan calculated and improved several times, and also tortured the Black City many times, and it is only successful now.

"With this blood, I still can't start with the eggs. I should first kill this bloodline and integrate it into the meeting, and I will be foolproof!"

In the next ten days, Fang Yuan devoted himself to making calculations.

Fortunately, he is now in a deep state, and the blood and change are all masters. Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary people to do things. He did not even have a half-month, and he was finished.

Counting the time, almost a month goes down.

From the fourth disaster, there is more than a month.

Everything is ready, Fangyuan seizes the time and immediately starts to work on the eggs.

Sure enough, as he had expected, under the effect of the **** killings, the eggs that had no vitality immediately showed a vitality.

As more and more blood is irrigated, this vitality is growing stronger and the source of the other party is more cordial.

After eight days and eight nights, the eggshell broke open from the inside and a bird came out of it.

Although the bird was just born, but the body is not small, stop at the ground, like the height of a normal boy.

The eagle looked at the power of the sacred sacred, and the face was full of enthusiasm. The sharp eagle was envious. It is as if the baby has seen his own biological parents.

"Come, come to me." Fang Yuan manipulated the zombie and tried to speak.

The eagle immediately slammed into the front of the fairy, looking up at him, the eagle was very pure, no sense of prevention.

Xian Zhan reached out and touched the head of the eagle.

On the head of the eagle, there is only one layer of small yellow feathers, which is very sparse. Fangyuan can touch its flesh, warm and warm, and feel good.

In the process of Fang Yuan's stroking, Xiaoying 乖乖 乖乖 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 更新 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。. Not only that, the eagle owl is still slightly closed, the bird's cockroach opens and closes, and the screaming cute voice seems to be like a spoiled source.

Fang Yuan has seen a lot of things, and can't help but admire in his heart: "The black means is really good, actually erased the memory of the upper eagle, only retaining the accumulation of the ancestral traces of the past life. But if there is past life memory, this On the top of the eagle, the Tang Dynasty is too old, but it is really difficult to control."

"There is also this **** killing, which can actually enslave the ancient wild beast. No, it is enslaved, and it is not very accurate. The real effect is to make the ancient wild animals extremely close to themselves, which is equivalent to the most reliable blood."

"So, let it look at me and find the black hole, it should not be difficult."

When the thoughts were lingering in my mind, the little eagle made a few more screams, and the screams were a little short, and the body was also swaying.

“Is it hungry?” Fang Yuan manipulated the zombie, retracted his palm, and then pointed his finger at the Tianjing Eagle Nest. “So go eat!”

The food of the Shangji Tianying is Tianjing!

After the eagle got permission, he screamed and screamed, then slammed and slammed it over, and took a small piece on Tianjing.

The little eagle licked a small piece of sky crystal with a gargoyle, but did not swallow, but turned to look at the power of the square source.

Lidao Xianzhan smiled at Xiaoying and said gently: "Come on."

The eagle understood, and suddenly looked up and swallowed a small piece of crystal in his mouth.

Then it continues to forage.

The indestructible Tianjing, under its tender eagle's mouth, is as fragile as tofu, and Fangyuan stands in the dark and observes, but it is also a little scared.

Don't look down on the birds, this is a real old-fashioned beast - the upper pole eagle!

"That is, from now on, will I have a territorial strength? No, it is too young, and the power cannot be so high."

"It seems to be able to understand my words, it seems to be the handwritten by the black. Since it can erase the memory of the last world of the upper pole eagle, adding some human language, it is indispensable."

"However, there is still a big drawback!"

"I must pretend to be bloody, so that the upper pole eagle feels extremely close. If it is a true self, it will not work at all, and even cause an attack on the pole eagle. After all, this ancient wild animal, but The temperament is arrogant and aggressive."

Fang Yuan thinks about all aspects.

In the next few days, Fang Yuan’s manipulation of the power of the sacred, has been accompanied by the eagle, watching it eat.

The eagle is not always eating. After eating for a while, it will squat to the side of the force, and will snuggle up to him.

It has no protection against the trust of 12 million points.

For several days, the Tianjing Eagle Nest has been eaten by the Kitty Hawk.

The horrible speed of this kind of eating made Fang Yuan secretly feel a headache.

In order to harvest the ancient fighting power, it is inevitable to pay some Taikoo fairy materials. But the cost of feeding is too much.

The eagle grows very fast.

It was originally the height of a teenager, but after a few days, it was already taller than Fang Yuan.

It is based on the ground, the eagle is high, the body is thick, the feathers are full, the eagle is sharper, the eagle claws are dark and sharp, and under the grasp, the celestial crystal is immediately torn, like a thin piece of paper.

The time is ripe and Fangyuan is unwilling to wait any longer.

He withdrew his strength and succumbed to the sacred sorrows, and recovered all kinds of fairy tales from the sacred sacred body, and met and met on the real body.

Today’s meeting has met, and has surpassed the original version, adding a new **** fairy, and other kinds of genius.

In this way, Fang Yuan can even disguise the blood.

Fang Yuan left the Fufu land, chose a no-man's land, opened the Xianyu portal, and released the upper pole eagle.

Xiaoyingying saw Fangyuan's body, and he did not suspect him. He immediately rushed over and used the eagle to gently rub the palm of Fangyuan. He lowered his head and used the feathers on his forehead to look at the shoulders of Fangyuan. His attitude was very affectionate.

Fang Yuan smiled and said, Xiaoying: "Fast carrying me to the black hole, help me to inherit the black truth."

The little eagle glimpsed, and some part of the memory was alive, and then it screamed high and spread its wings to the sky.

Fang Yuan saw the machine and decisively jumped on the back of the eagle.

The eagle once again rang, carrying Fang Yuan all the way up, flying straight southeast.

Surrounding air currents rushed, and the wind whistling in the ear.

Fangyuan urged the locusts and sat on the back of the eagle without moving.

He is very satisfied with the speed of the upper pole, and is no less than the sword.

More importantly, this upper eagle is still a young eagle, far from adulthood, and the physique has not really grown. The real adult eagle, the size of the eagle, is very large, several times larger than the whale.

Fang Yuan is also estimated: its combat power at this time has not reached the eight-transition level. At present, at most, it is six degrees.

Although there are many Udo traces on it, there is no wild donkey attached. The important factors affecting the wild animals and the fighting power, as well as their physique. This is different from the human race. The physique of the human race is not worth looking forward to. The attacking and defending and resilience of the wild animal itself is extremely powerful. Not to mention the ancient wild animals.

Fang Yuan was also the first to contact the Shangji Tianying. Before he thought that birth was an eight-turn force, it was obviously wrong.

Although some disappointment, but in the future can grow into eight turns of strength, it is appropriate!

Shangji Tianying is responsible for the road, Fangyuan sits on the back of the eagle, and every other time, he feeds it to Tianjing.

At other times, Fang Yuan is not idle~lightnovelpub.net~ He is analyzing the character of Hefan.

From the memory of the Black City, it has been highly respected by Black.

In this history, it is not easy to bring the black family to the grandeur of the universe.

Fang Yuan’s review of his own process of cracking the black truth is simply a confrontation between him and He Fan.

This matchup is unusual and can be described as unique.

The remnant of the refining road left by Hei Fan, the celestial eagle nest, the eternal eagle eagle, the hidden **** killings, etc., all let Fang Yuan profoundly teach the author of this serenious mind, deep Strategy, arrogant nature.

It is not a simple character who can practice to eight turns.

Hei Fan is the leader of the eight turns, and it is not easy to inherit the black reality!

The black family has worked hard for so many generations and has not succeeded. Of course, there are also objective reasons for the loss of attitude.

But it is undeniable that if you switch to other outsiders, you will basically plant it. That is to say, Fang Yuan’s old-fashioned things, combined with the appropriate chances, can be explored step by step. Finally, I went on the road to the black hole.

"When I arrived at the Black Heaven, can I inherit the true biography? I always have a hunch that it seems that the test of blackness is not over."

"But the more tests, the more proving the truth is, it's not a bad thing!"

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