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[Chapter 348]: The enemy's cultivation is less than one

There is only one last day left until Wu Fu Dabi.

In the cultivation room where Fang Zhi was, there was no sound at all, except for the occasional vibration.

Gao Zhan and Peng Lin sat in the back garden of the house and played against each other, and the two passed the time.

The two of them also tried to probe their Divine Thoughts into Fang Zhi's cultivation room, wanting to see how far he had "walked".

However, Fang Zhi's cultivation room was protected by a powerful formation power, and even if it was a phaseless realm, it was difficult to see through it.

This also made Gao Zhan and Peng Lin itchy and uneasy, the closer they were to the time of Wufu Dabi, the more unable these two people could sit still, and the life and death of the guild were all on him and Li Badi!

But Li Ba seems to be a nobody every day, lingering in brothels all day long, indulging in beauty.

In Li Badi's original words, I am not an opponent of Bai Wuyue, and it is useless to practice hard for a few days? It is better to be happy, and even if I lose at that time, I will not be too angry.

This virtue of his made the Great Elder despair, so they only hoped that Fang Zhi would be able to soar to the sky after retreat...... Although this possibility is too slim, at least there is a silver lining.

Not only Fang Zhi was in retreat, but Bai Wuyue was also in retreat.

The reason why Bai Wuyue was entrusted by the Song family to act as a guest secretary and fight with the Fu Master Guild was actually for one thing.

The treasure of the Song family, "Rin Yuan Fu Gong".

The reason why the Song family has been able to stand in Baizhou City for a long time is because of this "Rin Yuan Fu".

Bai Dan martial artist, with the help of the power of this talisman will have a feasibility of two percent, break through the bottleneck, promote the earth element, Qingdan martial artist has a twenty percent possibility, Jin Dan martial artist, there is a thirty percent possibility!

The Song family is only able to produce one hundred and twenty Rin Yuan talismans every year, and they are also scrambled by the major forces in the Northern Regions all year round, after all, this talisman is really a treasure for the martial artists of the Yuan Dan Realm

And the Song family really sold less than fifty Rin Yuan talismans in Baizhou City!

A Rin Yuan talisman is sold for two million yuan of holy pills!

Note that the two million yuan Saint Pill is only the starting point, and the extremely sought-after Rin Yuan Talisman will be obtained through bidding, but the general price is within the two million yuan Saint Pill.

About two million Diyuan Saint Dan is a lot of money for a Diyuan Realm martial artist, Bai Wuyue, as a sword cultivator, needs to spend a lot of money, so naturally there is not enough money to buy the Rin Yuan Talisman, so he was agreed to the Song family's request to fight for the Song family's Fu Master Guild.

Bai Wuyue's true cultivation was only at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm, and he was far away from the Great Perfection.

In order to ensure that this martial talisman was foolproof, although Bai Wuyue was quite disdainful of Fang Zhi and Li Ba, it was only on the surface, but in fact, it was very important in his heart, since the battle with Li Ba, he, like Fang Zhi, also began to retreat and refine the "Rin Yuan Fu Urn" to impact the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm!

Time passed minute by minute, and the last day was in the evening.

In a guest room of the Song family's mansion, there was a sudden sound of exploding, and for a while, the wind suddenly appeared, and the guest room collapsed in an instant, and a large piece of masonry and stone tiles on the floor were shattered into powder, and dust and smoke were everywhere. The Song family guards, who were patrolling nearby, immediately rushed to the scene, and they felt a domineering force from the center of the guest room.

Right now!

In the dust, a figure wearing a white robe and carrying an inkstone heavy sword walked out of the gray mist, and it was Bai Wuyue!

Bai Wuyue's complexion will be a little sickly red, that pair of stars, blazing, brighter, the momentum on his body is more vast, vaguely has the strong momentum of the Earth Yuan Realm, after he walked out of the dust and mist, he closed his eyes, carefully sensing the Yuan Force in his body, after a long time, his eyes bloomed with a thick essence.

"When I use the remaining two Rin Yuan runes to be promoted to the Earth Yuan Realm, and then kill Lin Xiaoqi to get the sword mark on his right arm, then I can enter the sword soul and get the huge power in the sword seal, which will inevitably make me reborn, God treats me thinly, I gave me such a big gift the first time I went out of the mountain, very good, very good!" Bai Wuyue muttered to herself, the meaning of madness can be detected by everyone.

The momentum that Bai Wuyue brought when he was promoted to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm was difficult to hide.

The Fu Master Guild had also planted a lot of spies in the Song family, so at night, when the news of Bai Wuyue's promotion to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm reached the ears of Gao Zhan and Peng Lin, the two of them gasped.

Peng Lin only felt that his scalp was numb.

When Bai Wuyue was at war with Li Ba, he cultivated to the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm?

The pinnacle of the Yuan Dan Realm can be displayed, and the sword diagram of the martial artist who has just entered the Yuan Realm?

Gao Zhan's beard trembled even more in shock, Rao is a faceless realm cultivator, he was all surprised!

Bai Wuyue is still so strong at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm, and now that he has reached the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, he is only half a step away from the Earth Yuan Realm, so how strong will this son be?

At the thought of this, the fear in Gao Zhan's eyes deepened, and then he only felt weak.

This is the Heaven to destroy the Baizhou City Talisman Guild!

The last glimmer of hope he had placed on Fang Zhi was gone.

Even if Fang Zhi's bones were amazed against the heavens and demons, could a mere three-day retreat make him even stronger than the early stage of the Earth Yuan Realm?

It's simply impossible!

Gao Zhan and Peng Lin were almost desperate, and every minute and second was full of torment and pain for them.

Finally!

On the third day, the agony of suffering still came, and the divine sun slowly rose from the east with a ray of golden glow, and the dazzling golden rays sprinkled on the earth, reflecting the brilliance of Baizhou City.

Many warriors in Baizhou City woke up early today and set off in advance to go to "Hongshan".

This time, the location of the Song family and the Fu Master Guild's martial fu competition is at the top of Hongshan!

The contest starts at noon, the contest starts in the afternoon, and ends before the evening!

Before evening, the Song family and the Fu Master Guild decided who would go and who would stay, and Baizhou City would disappear from the long river of history from the three-legged stand that had lasted for decades.

As far as the eye can see, in the early morning, a large number of people form a very long human dragon, and they rush to the top of Hongshan in an endless stream.

Fortunately, the top of Hongshan Mountain is extremely vast, otherwise, it may not be able to accommodate so many visitors.

Inside Fang Zhidi's house.

Gao Zhan and Peng Lin sat in the gazebo, playing a game all night, silent all night, both of them looked like dead people waiting for ghosts to find their souls.

When the sun rose, Gao Zhan's sleepy, tired and weak eyes glanced at the place where Fang Zhi's retreat was.

There was no movement......

I don't know why, since this day, there has been no movement in this cultivation room, not like the original, there will be some sound and vibration.

"It's time for three days, isn't it time to call Fang Zhi out of the customs?" Gao Zhan said the first sentence in the night, his voice was numb and indifferent, lifeless, like a walking corpse speaking.

"No, wait for him! He said that he would leave the customs in three days, then wait for him to get out, he is our only hope! Even if this ray of hope may not even be a percent, but it still exists, I am willing to wait, I believe him!" Peng Lin put the sunspot on the chessboard, he had not slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyebrows had not been stretched overnight, and they had been wrinkled into a Sichuan character, which made him even older.