Chapter 131: The Spell is the One
Someone reminded them that naturally there would be people who acted, and all the human monks were excited, rising to the sky, picking on the two winged fallen angels, wanting to arrest them and torture them, to see if they could ask what secrets they could ask.
Although Fang Zhong was also very curious, he was facing the four-winged fallen angel, and now that the army of white bones was getting closer and closer, he didn't have time to catch a four-winged fallen angel to ask where it came from, so he could only kill the killer and clean up this fallen angel.
"Human, you're dead. The four-winged fallen angel stared at Fang Zhong deadly, his pitch-black wings flapped and disappeared into the air with a snort.
The next moment, the four-winged fallen angel had already arrived in front of Fang Chong, and one by one the wings pierced like sharp arrows, encircling him.
"Just in time. Fang Zhong smiled, not dodging at all, his body was like a dragon, and his powerful body was like a steel poured in this one, flashing with dazzling brilliance.
"Sonorous ....."
One by one, the wings pierced, bursting out sparks on Fang Chong's body, but they didn't even hurt him at all.
The four-winged fallen angels were shocked, their fallen angels were gifted, very different from human monks, not only did they have many special skills, but the strength of their physical bodies was very terrifying, far from being comparable to ordinary human monks.
However, even their physical bodies do not dare to easily shake their sharpest wings, which is undoubtedly looking for death.
When the four-winged fallen angel was shocked, Fang Zhong had already moved, his body was like a divine dragon, and in an instant, he was in front of the four-winged fallen angel, his flickering fist fell with a bang, and his left hand was like a steel hoop, grabbing one of the wings of the four-winged fallen angel.
"Open it for me. Fang Da shouted, his hands were forced, and the tremendous force fell like a mountain, tearing the wings of the four-winged fallen angel alive.
Grabbing the neck of the four-winged fallen angel with one hand, and grabbing a wing that was still dripping blood with the other, at this moment Fang Zhong was like a demon god from hell, with a murderous aura, which made everyone watching the battle frown, and some people even smacked their tongues secretly.
This kind of divine power is really terrifying, tearing apart the fallen angels alive, which is not something that ordinary people can do.
The fallen angel with a broken wing was roaring in pain, the wing was the source of his strength, and the broken wing also reduced his strength by a level.
Under the advantages of the other, he is even less Fang Chong's opponent, he was grabbed by Fang Chong's neck with one hand, and a few wings fluttered indiscriminately, without any bearing, like a chicken who was grabbed by the neck and was waiting to be killed.
"Poof!"
Fang Chong's arm was forced, and he suddenly broke the neck of the four-winged fallen angel, and the four-winged fallen angel's body stiffened, lying crookedly on his arm, the wings were as black as ink, and the broken mouth was still dripping with blood, but it was already dead.
Throwing away the four-winged fallen angel casually, Fang Chong was no longer hiding.
He had a bronze ancient tripod on his head, a seven-story pagoda in his hand, a sun-shooting bow suspended in front of him, and his eyes were like lightning, sweeping among a group of spectators.
The people who were swept by his gaze felt a chill in their hearts, and subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, trying to take my treasure, I'll make you regret it. Fang Zhong sneered in his heart, and didn't talk nonsense with these people, he turned around and killed the army of white bones, and the endless white bones had already spread.
Entering the army of white bones, Fang Zhong pulled the sun-shooting bow open the full moon and shot hundreds of arrows in a row.
After that, he put away the sun-shooting bow and held the seven-story pagoda in his hand, and the seven-story pagoda like a mountain kept falling, rumbling, crushing in the army of white bones, like a bulldozer, Cui Lu decayed, as if entering a no-man's land.
After all, the seven-story pagoda is a treasure, and the seven-story gate was opened at the same time, and suddenly the terrifying suction force diffused out, and one by one the white bone creatures were absorbed into it alive, suppressed in the seven-story pagoda, and what awaited them could only be the fate of being refined.
The bronze ancient tripod passed through the air, facing two huge moa.
The strength of the moa is very strong, and it did not turn into pieces under the bombardment of the bronze ancient ding, but constantly fought back, trying to overwhelm the bronze ancient ding.
But they are destined to be in vain, the bronze ancient tripod is a divine object, how can they do it, a circle of golden light spread from the bronze ancient tripod, very scary, it is only a matter of time to kill the two moa.
"There are bronze ancient tripods and seven-story pagodas, which should be able to hold off the army of white bones for a while. Fang Zhong secretly said in the middle of his heart, with his strength and the narrowness of the cave, as well as the assistance of others, it would not be a problem to block the White Bone Army for a while.
And this period of time is enough, Dao Chong and the others can completely solve their opponents, and when the time comes, the White Bone Army will not be able to control and control the fallen angels, and they will be vulnerable at all, so they can't help them.
In this way, Fang Zhong didn't worry too much, and simply let the seven-story pagoda and the bronze ancient tripod resist the enemy, and his figure disappeared in a flash, rushing into the white bones.
This time, he didn't use any magic or all kinds of holy things, he just relied on his physical body to rampage and used his physical skills to the limit.
"Bang!"
"Click......."
The white bones kept falling, and even the white bones were in a weak position when they were close to Fang Zhong.
The physical skills are unparalleled, showing breathtaking destructive power, once Fang Zhong touches any white bone, it is difficult to get up, almost all of them have become a piece of bone stubble, even the huge white bone creatures like water and mountains are no exception, and they are scattered by Fang Chong's three times and five divided by two, and even a complete bone cannot be found.
The army of bones is so right, as far as the eye can see.
And Fang Zhong advanced in the army of white bones, like a drill, moving forward firmly, no matter how many white bones there were in front of him, he couldn't stop him.
Gradually, he no longer felt the existence of the white bones, in his eyes only himself, only his own physical skills, every move and every style clearly appeared in his heart, all kinds of advantages and disadvantages at a glance, making him feel very wonderful.
He didn't know that he had entered a magical realm, in which he was no longer him, but a physical technique!
In his heart, only the physical technique is clear, every move and style, every move is gradually changing, closer and closer to himself, closer and closer to the Heavenly Dao, the physical technique is no longer the physical technique, but the existence of the Tao.
That's how magic is the same!
The magic is the same, there is no difference between the body and the gods, the gods are the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, and the body can also evolve the charm of the Heavenly Dao.
And at this moment, Fang Zhong is comprehending the way of heaven with his physical skills, constantly modifying his physical skills, further sublimating his physical skills, and becoming an existence that is close to the Tao, which is very beneficial to him, not only can improve his own cultivation, but also a kind of enlightenment, and his own realm can also advance by leaps and bounds in this realm.
"Hey, what's that?"
Finally, someone appeared like him, and exclaimed in surprise: "I seem to see a person, it's him, the guy who killed the four-winged birdman in the sky realm, it's too perverted, not to mention killing the four-winged birdman, and now he has actually killed the army of bones." ”
"Tsk, there are so many white bone creatures, he actually killed them alive. ”
"It seems that he doesn't use divine arts, I can't feel the breath of divine arts, it seems to be a kind of fighting technique, I've seen it among mortals, it's called martial arts, those mortals are practicing this kind of thing, but their strength is very weak, how come this guy is so perverted?"
"Are you sure he's not using a divine technique, but something called martial arts?"
"I'm sure, I've seen those mortals use it with my own eyes, but it's very different from what this guy uses. This man looked serious and said: "If the martial arts used by those people are toys, then the martial arts used by this guy are great killing weapons, and they are supreme magic." ”
"Is it really that powerful?"
"Isn't it powerful, haven't you already seen it? Kill the four-winged birdman in the realm of the sky, and ride alone in the army of bones...... It's really surprising, this kind of magic is really against the sky, and I want to learn this kind of martial arts. ”
"I'm going to ..... too"
There was a lot of talk in the crowd, and many people were surprised.
Of course, Fang Zhong didn't know all this, he was just immersed in his own Dao, if he knew that he had unintentionally even set off a wave of martial arts learning, he would be very embarrassed, this was purely accidental, accidental......
The spells are inherently one, and when the cultivation path is at a certain level, is there still a difference in the spells?
These words echoed repeatedly in Fang Chong's mind, making him feel like he was enlightened, and he felt like he had suddenly realized.
What is divine art, what is physical art, aren't they all Tao?
I cultivate my Dao, whether it is divine art or physical art, it is my own Dao, the three thousand avenues can all be channeled through the gods, why bother with divine arts and physical arts, why care about what form it is, everything is the derivation of the Tao, everything can become orthodox.
At this moment, his mind was unprecedentedly ethereal, and the realm climbed up in an instant.
The Five Heavens of the Imperial Sky, the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Sky, and the Seven Heavens of the Imperial Sky...... It wasn't until the Nine Heavens of the Imperial Sky stopped there.
Further up is the realm of Nirvana, which is a heavenly temple that requires understanding and opportunity, and it is not so easy to break through.
At the same time as the realm climbed, the starlight in the sky also fell, condensing a dazzling pillar of light, penetrating the sky and time and space, and falling on Fang Chong's body, and the power of the stars poured into his body.
When one's own realm goes up, it will come naturally, and one's own cultivation will also improve.
The power of the vast stars surged, pouring into the body, making Fang Zhong have an urge to look up to the sky and roar, and the rolling energy was surging, drumming in the body's meridians and bones, and flowing until the dantian calmed down, condensing a dazzling miniature star, and the original seven stars were arranged together.
One, two.....
With the increase of miniature stars, Fang Chong's body is also undergoing this transformation, and his cultivation continues to rise, quietly breaking through the Triple Heaven of the Imperial Sky, the Quadruple Heaven of the Royal Sky, until the peak of the Sixth Heaven of the Royal Sky stops, and begins to gradually calm down.