In fact, Fang Yi didn't want to use the Reverse Demon Seven Turns, he had used it too many times, and he didn't know how much his lifespan had been reduced, but now, there was only the hole card of the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon.

1st, 2nd, 3rd......

It wasn't until the fourth turn that Fang Yi stopped.

With Fang Yi's cultivation in the middle stage of the foundation, he only dared to cast the seventh turn of the anti-demon to the fourth turn, if he cast it to the fifth turn, it would drain all his spiritual power, I am afraid that at that time he would not even have the strength to escape.

And Fang Yi cast the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon to the fourth turn, which fully improved the cultivation of the four realms, and Fang Yi was on the same level as the early Dan Yuan period.

Fang Yi's aura changed, and the monk in the early Dan Yuan period was finally shocked.

"The aura can be compared to me in the early stage of Danyuan, it's a little terrifying, but ......" The man was dressed in a gray robe, and he sneered and said: "I am a real Danyuan Realm cultivator, and you are just relying on some secret method to forcibly improve your cultivation, I will see how long you can last." ”

"As long as it can destroy you, that's enough. Fang Yi said coldly, and he took out the Dingtian Monument.

Although in the face of life and death, the Dingtian Monument would not take the initiative to make a move, but it could be passive, Fang Yi carried the Dingtian Monument with both hands and rushed towards the gray-robed man.

At the same time, the fire dragon released by the gray-robed man collided with the dragon shadow, and the two collided, and they dissipated like this, and Fang Yi had already come carrying the Dingtian Monument.

A gloomy look flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Do you want to fight with me?"

As soon as the words fell, the gray-robed man shouted, and many lights and shadows appeared behind him, and the lines of light and shadow were like black dragons, intertwining and swimming, adding a strong momentum to the gray-robed man.

When the monk's cultivation reaches the Danyuan realm, there can basically be an accurate power calculation, ordinary monks in the early Danyuan period can have the power of ten jiao, monks in the middle of the Danyuan period have the power of a hundred jiao, and monks in the late Danyuan period have the power of a thousand jiao, and so on.

Fang Yi's spiritual sense was just swept away, and he knew that the light and shadow behind the gray-robed man were enough to have twelve Jiao, so he had the power of twelve Jiao.

One Jiao can lift a small mountain, then ten Jiao can move a big mountain, such a power can be said to be terrifying.

As the gray-robed man fully displayed the power of his twelve Jiao, the whole person was overwhelmed, and the momentum became extremely terrifying, and several fire dragons were evolved by the gray-robed man and rushed directly towards Fang Yi.

The endless high temperature was overwhelming, and a large furnace was suddenly formed to envelop Fang Yi in it, this high temperature was too strong, and those fire dragons roared and groaned like this, constantly circling around.

This formed a game, to break it, it must not be gentle, only brute force is used, and where Fang Yi's brute force comes from, it is naturally the Dingtian Monument he is carrying on his shoulders.

As soon as Fang Yi moved, those several fire dragons suddenly condensed together, roaring from the front, Fang Yi roared, his face was slightly hideous, and he raised the Dingtian Monument on his shoulders high.

Don't look at the broken Dingtian Monument, but it is the hardest divine object in the world.

The gray-robed man said jokingly: "Hmph! Relying on a broken stone tablet to break my fire dragon array, is it too ......?"

However, halfway through the words, he swallowed all the words that followed.

The broken stone tablet in his eyes broke the condensed fire dragon straight open, and it was like cutting paper, and the huge fire dragon was cut through the middle.

When Fang Yi came out of the fire dragon that was divided into two halves, like a ghost, he galloped towards the gray-robed man, the gray-robed man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the twelve phantoms behind him flickered and shook, and he was ready to strike again.

However, the broken stone tablet flew towards him.

Yes, it was thrown by Fang Yi.

"Hmph, I thought I could hurt ...... like this" The gray-robed man immediately moved, but before he finished speaking, his face changed drastically.

Because, the space around is blocked!

"This can't be! How can you seal me?!" the gray-robed man yelled.

Fang Yi didn't answer, he didn't have the strength to answer, because he had consumed too much spiritual power to block the space around the gray-robed man, and only in this way could he let the Dingtian Monument smash him.

I have to say that Fang Yi is definitely gambling by doing this, if she can't seal the other party, then she is the unlucky, but if she blocks it, then the other party will definitely die.

And now, Fang Yi made the right bet.

"Ah!!h

There was a crack in the 'shackles', and in the rapid cracking, the spiritual power of the monks in the early Danyuan period was compared to the foundation realm, one heaven and one underground.

"You can't seal me!" the gray-robed man shouted, his face contorted.

And Fang Yi's face at this time was almost distorted, looking extremely hideous, he smiled coldly and said, "I can't seal you, but as long as it takes a while, that's enough!"

Yes, enough.

The Dingtian Monument has already been smashed.

What is the Dingtian Monument? It is a sacred object that can suppress the demons of heaven and earth, although this gray-robed man has built a foundation realm, but the physical body is too fragile compared to the Dingtian Monument, and the fragile is like paper paste.

The body was blocked, the gray-robed man's forehead was bruised, his face was distorted, he was unwilling, angry, he was in the Dan Yuan Realm, how could he be killed by a monk in the middle of foundation building, this is simply ridiculous.

However, this is the case, no matter how unwilling, resentful, and angry the gray-robed man is, the Dingtian Monument has already smashed towards him.

The Dingtian Monument fell, blood splashed, flesh and blood blurred, and the gray-robed man's voice disappeared in an instant, and all of them were blocked back by the Dingtian Monument.

Everything calmed down, Fang Yi took away the 'shackles' that sealed the gray-robed man, and he knelt on one knee like a prostration, his face was pale, and he gasped for breath.

In fact, even Fang Yi felt a little illusory, he actually killed a monk in the early stage of Danyuan with the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, which made Fang Yi not feel illusory.

It's like a wild dog killing a wolf, who can believe this, if it spreads, it will cause a huge shock.

However, this time, Fang Yi also paid a great price, and he had used the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon to this extent, and he suspected that he might not have a few years to live.

The Dingtian Monument is back, and there is no blood at all, but the Dingtian Monument is a little dissatisfied.

Yes, although it was only a stone tablet, Fang Yi could clearly feel its dissatisfaction, as if he was dissatisfied with using it to smash people to death.

"Cut, I'll use you to smash people in the future, and I'm not happy that you bite me. Fang Yi reluctantly stood up, there was still a percent of spiritual power left in his body, and after a while, he looked at the spiritual source storage room and rushed in without hesitation.

Although he knew that the sect master and many elders were on their way back, Fang Yi still didn't want to come in vain, no matter what, how much could he rob.

Fang Yi rushed into the energy storage room, as soon as he entered, Fang Yi fully felt the rich aura, the desolate spirit root in his body was touched, without Fang Yi's guidance, he naturally frantically absorbed the aura in it, making Fang Yi's injuries slightly better.

Looking at the dazzling array of spiritual sources, Fang Yi lit a cigarette and put it to his mouth regardless of whether these spiritual sources were high-level or low-level, and then began to search frantically.

As for those spirit stones, Fang Yi didn't even look at them.

Between Fang Yi's sweeping hands, there were more than a dozen catties of spiritual source into the storage ring, and in the end, Fang Yi found that the storage ring was almost full, in desperation, Fang Yi simply took out a large number of herbs and a large number of pills, threw them on the spot, and then began to collect the spiritual source again.

After doing this, Fang Yi looted at least hundreds of catties of spiritual sources, and the vessels that stored the spiritual sources were empty, in short, not a single hair was left.

"Call it a day!" Fang Yi didn't say a word, and immediately took out a third-level rune paper, which was given to him by Nabei Wenbin, and could be teleported thousands of miles.

But just as Fang Yi was about to use this third-level rune paper, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"That thief inside, get out of here and die obediently, otherwise the master of this door will definitely let you suffer the pain and torture that you will never forget!"

Outside the Lingyuan storage room, the door master Yang Ye soared into the sky, looking down from afar, there was uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

Not only was he deceived, but he fell for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, but this hateful Niu Xiaoer even went to his own territory to loot it, he released his spiritual sense to investigate, and he knew the chaos in his mountain gate, which was simply unbearable.

It is said that the tiger's butt can't be touched, but this Niu Xiaoer not only touched it, but even stabbed it with a stick, stirring up a river and sea, and the smoke and miasma.

In the spiritual source storage room, there was no movement for a long time.

Suddenly, a subtle fluctuation of spiritual power came, and naturally it could not escape Yang Ye's eyes.

"Hmph, you want to escape from under the old man's nose, you are still too tender!" Yang Ye smiled coldly and made a sudden move.

The monk in the late Danyuan period made a move, it must be earth-shattering, Yang Ye only slapped it with one palm, and went away at the subtle spiritual power fluctuations, and with a bang, one of the figures flew out in embarrassment, it was Fang Yi.

There was silence here, and there were many good things onlookers rushing in, all of whom saw Fang Yi.

"This is Niu Xiaoer?"

Seeing it like this, it really deserved its reputation, and it dared to open the nest of the Red Feather Gate. ”

"Isn't he in the middle stage of foundation building, why did he even kill the monks in the early Danyuan period, what kind of cultivation is he?"

"But he can't escape, with the master of the Akabane Gate, and so many elders, he can't escape with his wings. ”

"Yes, if he escapes like this, then Akabane Gate will really become a joke. ”

There was no water all around, and Fang Yi was in a desperate situation, this was the most difficult desperate situation ever, maybe his life would be buried here.

A pair of eyes fell on Fang Yi's body, but Fang Yi's back was straight, his expression remained unchanged, he was not afraid, and his expression was calm and unpresentable.

The icy and murderous atmosphere permeated the surroundings, and the silence here was terrifying.

(End of chapter)