A flying sword that was much wider than an ordinary flying sword, and a purple-colored Qiankun bag appeared in front of Fang Ling. Gently waving towards the broad sword, the magical flying sword that caused Fang Ling a lot of suffering fell into Fang Ling's hands.
This flying sword is more than a foot long. On the wide hilt, there are two seal characters written with gold teeth. When Fang Ling touched the flying sword, he felt a gentle trembling force coming from the flying sword. However, the quality of this flying sword seems to be much worse than the neon sword in Fang Ling's hand. Therefore, this sword was useless to Fang Ling. After playing with it for a while, Fang Ling casually put it into his Little Universe Bag.
Zhang Huyuan¡¯s Small Universe Bag did not disappoint Fang Ling. In addition to various elixirs, there was also a defensive magic weapon, the Tianluo Umbrella. This umbrella is very small and exquisite, but the light it emits is much stronger than that of the gold tooth sword. If Zhang Huyuan sacrificed this little umbrella, it might not be that easy to kill him by himself. In that strong wind, Zhang Huyuan should have used this small umbrella, why didn't he change it?
How did Fang Ling know that this Kunyu Mountain Blessed Land has the effect of suppressing cultivation, so that Zhang Huyuan, who is in the Xudan realm, can only use one magic weapon. At the beginning, Zhang Hu was originally more comfortable with the Golden Teeth Sword, but when he entered the Three Evil Soul-Chasing Formation, it was no longer possible to change the magic weapon.
In addition to the two magic weapons, Zhang Huyuan also has two or three magic weapons in his hand, but the power of these magic weapons is average. Compared with Fang Ling's destroyed Baoding, Taiyi thick earth flag and the three-star moon ring, they are Quite a bit different.
Just when Fang Ling was a little disappointed, Fang Ling found another purple universe bag in the small universe bag. Fang Ling was immediately overjoyed when he opened the Qiankun Bag. There were more than a dozen kinds of elixirs, large and small, inside. And they are all used to build the foundation realm.
"Jiaoxue Pill!" Fang Ling felt happy when he looked at this top-level foundation-building elixir that was no worse than the Pure Yuan Dan. These days, he has been stuck in the middle stage of foundation building and has not made any progress. With these more than ten Jiao Blood Pills, although he cannot advance to the peak of foundation building, it is not difficult to go further.
In addition to the elixirs, there are seven or eight magical weapons. These magical weapons have both attack and defense capabilities, and there are three top ones among them. One is the Bipolar Divine Disc that Dong Haoran has been using. There is also a cyan rope that binds the dragon, and a dart magic weapon that contains blue flames.
This green dragon-binding rope is made from green dragon tendon of the first golden elixir stage. Any monk below the golden elixir will be trapped by this dragon-binding rope. It is difficult to escape even with wings. As for this blue flame magical weapon, it is called the Soul Chasing Dart. During the exercise, there is a trace of underground poisonous smoke contained in it. Once it is sacrificed, it will not only emit fire and smoke, but also once the body is hit by this magic weapon, it is basically impossible to escape death.
Looking through the contents inside, Fang Ling was basically certain that this Small Universe Bag should belong to Dong Haoran. Thinking of Dong Haoran, Fang Ling's heart moved and his thoughts flashed. He took out a green ball the size of a fist from Zhang Huyuan's Little Universe Bag.
As soon as the ball was taken out, a ferocious face appeared inside: "Uncle Zhang. Have you got Fang Ling? If you get Fang Ling, be sure not to kill him. I will eat his soul inch by inch." Get rid of it, only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"
The voice full of resentment makes people feel chilling. Fang Ling smiled coldly and said, "Senior Brother Dong, don't be anxious. You can keep Uncle Zhang company in a moment. I believe Uncle Zhang really wants you to keep him company."
Dong Haoran's soul inside the ball finally saw Fang Ling clearly in front of him. His ferocious expression was immediately replaced by a look of disbelief. He stared at Fang Ling and exclaimed in shock: "Why is it you? This is How is that possible? Uncle Zhanghe"
Fang Ling didn't answer, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a stream of spiritual energy hit the trapped divine ball. With the injection of spiritual energy, balls of blue flames instantly rose around Dong Haoran. The moment these flames rose, Dong Haoran's soul let out a miserable howl.
As a foundation-building monk, Dong Haoran has had a smooth journey, but his state of mind is much stronger than that of ordinary people. It's just that the flame of the trapped god ball is a soul-burning demon fire specially designed to deal with the soul. As long as a trace touches the body, it can severely damage the soul. And if only the soul is left, the power will increase tenfold.
"Fang Ling, stop now, I can't bear it anymore, stop now, I beg you!" Dong Haoran's voice was full of pleading. Fang Ling was unmoved at all. Keeping Dong Haoran would be a disaster to him. For core disciples like him, the elders of Lishan Palace might have retained some secrets in him. If something went wrong, he would I just couldn¡¯t eat it and walked away!
Therefore, he directly released the ball and no longer cared about Dong Haoran's life or death. After begging for a while, Dong Haoran began to promise various secret techniques to Fang Ling, and even told Fang Ling the secret formula of returning to the Yuan. ?Unfortunately, Fang Ling was not interested in these now. He ignored Dong Haoran and began to carefully participate in the art of Waidan.
An hour later, Fang Ling picked up Zhang Huyuan's golden elixir. After examining the golden elixir three more times with his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling separated a ray from his spiritual consciousness and moved towards it. Waidan invaded.
It is easy to say that it is separated from the spiritual consciousness, but at the moment of separation, Fang Ling felt a pain in his head. Fortunately, he had verses from the Maitreya Sutra. After reciting it silently for more than ten times, his spiritual consciousness began to recover.
And the integration of the separated spiritual consciousness into the golden elixir was extremely smooth. The method of seizing the body used by Zhang Huyuan was extremely powerful, which also allowed him to evacuate all the spiritual consciousness from the golden elixir. To Fang Ling, this golden elixir, which represented the true person of the golden elixir, was like an undefended city.
An hour later, Fang Ling felt that his consciousness had completely controlled the golden elixir. When he completely integrated his spiritual consciousness into the golden elixir and sensed his surroundings, he discovered that the Lashan Secret Map, which was originally under his control, had an even more subtle connection with him. With a flash of spiritual thought, he broke through the constraints of the Lashan Secret Realm Map and ran into the rolling dark river.
Three miles, five milesten miles
Within half a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling felt that his consciousness suddenly enveloped a ten-mile radius. He was overjoyed, and when he was about to use his spiritual consciousness to continue exploring, he felt that his eyes suddenly went dark and he almost fainted.
Relying on the golden elixir, I actually reached the range of the divine consciousness possessed by a real golden elixir in its early stage. Unfortunately, I am not really in the early stage of the golden elixir after all. After using it for a long time, my spiritual consciousness becomes a bit unbearable. However, this already made Fang Ling excited. He secretly recited verses to calm down his excitement and regain his consciousness.
An hour passed, and Fang Ling sat there cross-legged without saying a word. Dong Haoran, who was in the trapped god ball, no longer had the strength to roar at this time. The pain in his consciousness became more and more severe, and he felt as if he was about to separate.
He knew in his heart that he was about to lose his soul! At this moment, he endured the pain and looked at Fang Ling. His heart was full of resentment. If his curse could kill people, Fang Ling might have died many times.
"Whoosh!" The golden elixir was suddenly sucked into Fang Ling's mouth. This action surprised Dong Haoran, and he felt more hope in his heart. He knew in his heart that the golden elixir should not be swallowed casually. If it is not enough, it will even be burst by the spiritual energy of the golden elixir.
Die, die, and die together!
This was Dong Haoran's only cry, but God didn't hear his cry at all. Fang Ling, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a smile appeared on his face. Then he opened his mouth and sprayed out, and a flame more than a foot long spit out from his mouth.
The color of the flame was red. Although it was inside the trapped god ball, Dong Haoran still felt a burning sensation. Three flavors of true fire, this is the three flavors of true fire. Only Jindan Zhenren can exercise the three flavors of true fire.
How could Fang Ling be able to use the Three Flavors True Fire? Could it be that he has already become the Jindan Master? This is impossible. With Fang Ling's cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for him to become a Jindan Master in one step. Dong Haoran could sense Fang Ling's pride, and this pride made Fang Ling's eyes feel cold. What's going on? What's going on?
No one can answer Dong Haoran, but Dong Haoran understands in his heart that Fang Ling's ability to spit out three flavors of true fire means that Fang Ling's strength has greatly increased. Just when he was getting more and more resentful, Fang Ling pointed his finger, and a small umbrella suddenly flew up from his small universe bag. As the small umbrella moved, a three-color light suddenly rose in the direction. On top of Ling's head.
"Tianluo Umbrella, this is Master Zhang's Tianluo Umbrella!" Looking at the shining Tianluo Umbrella, Dong Haoran's eyes widened and he felt a roaring sound in his ears. He doesn't want to believe it, he doesn't want to believe it, he
He was no longer there. Without a sound, Dong Haoran¡¯s soul disappeared into the trapped god ball. Under the burning of the demon fire, Dong Haoran's soul was destroyed. And before his soul was destroyed, the only thing he saw was that his opponent's cultivation level had greatly increased.
"Sacrifice", there was another deep shout, and the neon sword flew out. The neon sword instantly turned into a sword light more than three feet long and slashed towards the void. The sword light flashed, and a small mountain peak was instantly cut into two pieces.
Fang Ling looked at the broken mountain peak and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Although he has not made much progress in his own cultivation, relying on this external elixir, it will not be easy for even Jindan Zhenren to kill him.
It took another half an hour for Fang Ling to sort out all the harvest and then collect the map of the Lashan Secret Realm. Although Chun Wushuang had already escaped, he still wanted to visit the blessed land of Kunyu Mountain. He was looking forward to what surprises this blessed land could bring him.?.
As for Dong Haoran's physical and mental destruction, it did not attract Fang Ling's attention. (To be continued)
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