Seeing the light of day in despair, catching ropes in the mire, and finding fire in the ice and snow......

Fang Zhengzhi's mood is like this now, and it is even stronger than these, so strong that his heart trembles a little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Heaven.

It's hard, it's very hard.

In any case, Fang Zhengzhi is impossible to grasp now.

But in fact......

Who stipulates that we must completely grasp the way of heaven? The way of heaven encompasses all things and contains the rules of all things, but what is the thing that Fang Zhengzhi wants to do now?

Unleashed!

Then, he doesn't need to master the rules of all things, he only needs to understand the rules of the space around him, in other words, to put it more bluntly, the remnant sun used the way of heaven to change the rules of space.

Creates a binding force in the space.

What Fang Zhengzhi needs to do is to perceive the rules changed by the remnant sun, and let the body merge with the rules set by the remnant yang, so that there will naturally be no more restraint.

"Space, space, distorted space......" Fang Zhengzhi silently thought in his heart, in his small world, there were hundreds of Dao.

There is the way of the stars, the way of the sun and the moon, the way of flowers and trees, and the way of wind, water, fire, thunder, earth, and so on.

Of course......

There is also the way of space.

There have always been many interpretations of space, and in a broad sense, space makes things changeable, that is, things can change because of the existence of space.

In other words, space is the basis of the existence of all things.

When it comes to categories, there are countless types, such as thinking space, cosmic space, digital space, and so on.

But Fang Zhengzhi obviously doesn't need to think about it so much now, the space he is thinking about now is a small part around his body, to put it bluntly, it is where he is standing now.

What is this part of the space made of?

Naturally, it's mainly air.

Air and space are not the same concept.

However, it is the air that restricts the integrity now, and to put it more specifically, it is 78 percent nitrogen, 21 percent oxygen, and 0.94 percent helium and neon...... and 0.03 percent carbon dioxide.

All right......

Of course, this is not all, if air is the entire composition of space, then the physics knowledge of Fang Zhengzhi's previous life can be regarded as a vain learning.

In order to distort space and create binding forces, in addition to changing the thickness and thinness of the air, it is necessary to add complex concepts such as gravity, magnetism, gravity, and repulsion.

What Fang Zhengcheng needs to do now is to let the body feel these forces and air around it, and let all parts of the body adapt.

Although, there are still some difficulties and complexities.

But it's far better than brute force without a clue.

While hope rose in Fang Zheng's heart, he did not hesitate, closed his eyes slightly, and let his body feel everything around him, and to do this, the first thing to do was to relax.

Relax your body and calm your mind.

The sound of Lone Smoke in his ears continued, coming into Fang Zhengzhi's mind one by one, making his mind more and more stable.

With more and more peace of mind.

Fang Zhengzhi also slowly produced a feeling that every cell in his body was beating, communicating with the matter in the surrounding space.

It's like being in a lake.

It's just that this lake is a raging lake, and countless huge whirlpools are spinning rapidly in the lake, and a strong pulling force pulls his body from all directions.

But......

Strangely, these vortices create some kind of equilibrium.

The vortex on the left pulls his body to the left, and the vortex on the right resists the pull on the left, the vortex above, the vortex below, the vortex above his head, and the vortex on the soles of his feet......

Countless vortices flowed, pulling each other, holding Fang Zheng's body in place, but unable to move at all.

"It turns out that the so-called distorted space is actually to form invisible vortices in the space, and the forces of these vortices cancel each other out and pull, and to form these vortices, it is necessary to use wind, gravity, and absolute balance to achieve ......"

I see!

Finally understood!

As he continued to feel, Fang Zhengzhi also slowly understood the principle of distorting spatial changes, although he did not have the ability to do this for the time being.

But......

He was confident that he could find a way out of these distortions.

......

As the sky gradually darkened, the starlight became more and more brilliant, and the battle on the battlefield became fierce again.

Not a step back.

Corpses, piled up like a mountain.

The smell of blood spread through the air.

As for Chi Guyan, it seemed that he had completely fused with the silver light in the sky, and as the stars in the sky were revealed one by one, the silver light that fell to the ground did not decrease but increased.

"Xuantian Dao Body, it's really a little difficult...... "Remnant Yang's gaze "looked" at the sky, and there was no light in his eyes like black holes.

The silver light poured out, but after all the silver light was inhaled, it was like sinking into the brilliance of a deep pool, and it was covered without a trace of brilliance.

Yun Qingwu also didn't pay attention to Fang Zhengzhi at this moment, because her gaze had once again moved to the silver light like a rainstorm in the sky.

Judging from his expression, Yun Qingwu is very calm now.

But in fact, there was a faint light flickering in her eyes, a light of envy, like some kind of unrealizable dream appearing in someone else.

Cloud light dance.

A demon who was exorcised by the Demon Emperor in the Blood Studio.

Then, of course, she can't have the talent of Chi Guyan, even if she has infinite scenery, she still can't hide her strength of gathering stars.

To put it mildly.

The current cloud light dance may not even be able to beat Pingyang, who is overflowing with blood at the corner of his mouth not far away.

As a young master of the demon clan, how ridiculous?

Yun Qingwu envied Chi Guyan's talent.

Xuantian Dao body.

What a transcendent gift?

It is precisely because of the Xuantian Dao Body, on the Wind Valley Mountain Cliff outside the Han Ape Tribe, Yun Qingwu will suffer such a big loss, and it is also because of the Xuantian Dao Body that Chi Guyan can bloom in such a brilliance.

The brilliant silver light, getting denser and denser, has turned from a torrential rain to a waterfall.

A waterfall falling from the sky.

The demon soldiers who stood in place looked at the silver waterfall hanging in the sky, and at the same time they were in awe, they couldn't help but glance at the square squares under the waterfall.

And now Fang Zhengzhi is closing his eyes, and his face looks like he is asleep.

"Did this guy give up simply?"

"I guess I don't have any strength anymore, right? hahaha......"

"It's just a pity that Chi Guyan's hard work was wasted on this kind of person, isn't this guy ashamed at all?"

The demon soldiers were talking, but, obviously, they would no longer focus too much on Fang Zheng's body, because that would be a waste of time.

Does a person who is waiting to die need to be too careful?

Of course not.

The night became darker and darker, except for the silver waterfall falling from the sky, only the blood splashed in the battlefield remained, so naturally it was impossible for anyone to notice whether Fang Zhengzhi's body was moving.

In fact......

Even if someone paid attention to Fang Zheng, it was unlikely to be noticed.

Because, it was only a very slight movement, to be more specific, it was the small finger of the square right hand that was gently raised.

And, very quickly, he froze again, motionless.

It's just that......

After a few moments, his index finger moved again, again so slightly that no one could have noticed.

The fighting is getting more and more intense.

The screams, the shouts, the fights, played a bleak melody in the dark night.

War is death, blood, and flames, and from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many people died in wars and fell on the battlefield.

In the same way, war is also a tempering, an opportunity, and an honor.

In one war after another, countless warriors have experienced the test of blood and fire, and they have stood on a higher stage, wielding brighter spears.

"Kill!"

"Coexist and die with the tribe, live and die with the Southern Regions!"

"There are our parents, our brothers, and our children in the tribe, and we must not let the demons take a step forward and defend the Iron Tribe!"

Voices echoed in the space, and arrows flew in the air, landing all over the ground, like dense thorns.

Blood, staining the ground red, flames, scorching the pitch-black walls.

The sound of fighting is getting louder and louder.

It was the echo of the two sounds of fighting when they came together, and it was clear that the resistance within the Iron Hill tribe was rapidly moving towards the gate.

Shan Ling's lips were biting tightly, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, of course he heard the fight getting closer and closer in his ears, and he also knew what it meant.

"Nanyu, are you really going to die?" Shan Ling was unwilling, he was really unwilling.

"Shizi, let's go, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, now you have to retreat, retreat to the mountains and forests, the demons will definitely not be able to chase you!" A voice sounded in Shan Ling's ears.

"Shut up!" Shan Ling's eyes were bloodshot.

Of course, he knew what the situation was now, but could he retreat? As the prince of the Southern Regions, could he really retreat like this?

"Shizi!"

"Kill me, even if you die, I will die here!"

"Yes!"

Blood splattered in the air, staining the stars in the night sky with a trace of blood.

And at this time, a pair of eyes slowly opened, and in this battlefield where countless people were fighting, it was obvious that it couldn't attract anyone's attention at all.

Merely......

These eyes were slightly rolling, looking at everything around them.

The silver waterfall in the sky was so brilliant and dazzling, and the sound echoing in my ears was so beautiful and pleasant, and the stars were shining in the sky.

"Boom!"

A violent wave of air erupted at this time, making a loud sound like a surging ocean wave, and the ripples spread out in circles and circles.

Such a movement naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Haven't given up yet?"

"This guy doesn't cry when he doesn't see the coffin?"

"What's the matter, let him struggle, it's useless anyway? Could it be that you still expect him to suddenly have an epiphany and then crack the Heavenly Dao?"

"Hahaha...... I think it's just a river flowing backwards, and it's unlikely that the sun will rise in the west, right?"

The voices of the demon soldiers laughed, and then they all shook their heads, and none of the demons paid attention to the violent qi, because they had seen too much, so much that they were all a little numb.

Struggle?

No matter how desperate you struggle, it is impossible to change the established fate.

Break the way of heaven!

That's not a pipe dream, and what is it?

Not a single demon would believe it, not even the Dragon Guards, the Mountain Breakers, and the warriors of the Southern Regions, because this is simply impossible.

The sound of the air wave really caught everyone's attention.

However, it was just a matter of attention, and no one took a second look, because they all knew very well that it was just a thunderous struggle.

The air waves spread, blowing through the long skirt of the clouds and dancing lightly.

The snow-white dress was dancing in the air waves, but Yun Qingwu's eyes didn't look at Fang Zhengzhi either, she was still looking at the silver waterfall in the sky.

Remnant Yang also didn't pay attention to this eruption of qi.

As the master of Yun Qingwu, he enjoyed the highest status among the demon clan and received the most respectful treatment, and even the Demon Emperor had to walk out of the city gate to greet him when he saw him.

However, Remnant Yang knows a truth very clearly.

No matter how high his status is, no matter how much respect he has, he is also a demon, and as long as he is a demon, then he will always understand that Yun Qingwu is the young master of the demon clan.

Of course, he hoped that Fang Zheng would die.

Even from the moment he saw Fang Zhengzhi, he thought about letting Fang Zhengzhi die, but Yun Qingwu did not give this order, so even if he was Yun Qingwu's master.

He couldn't let Fang Zhengzhi die.

Least......

Can't die now!

Without the eyes that can see the light, the remnant sun was once extremely lonely, but after many years, he found that he could not see the world, but could feel the world.

He can feel the existence of all things more clearly, the changes of all things, the appearance and inner ......

At this point, he also opened a door that everyone dreams of opening.

That is the way of reincarnation!

"Go to the special reincarnation heavenly path!" At this moment, a strong shout suddenly sounded, it was a cry that had been suppressed for a long time, with a kind of excitement to get rid of the sea of suffering.

Just like a volcano that had been silent for a hundred years, suddenly erupted with its most intense magma, the hot temperature even made the space distort a little.

The night breeze blows.

The blue robe, with a grinning sound, fluttered in the wind like the white dress that was blown by the air waves. (To be continued.) )