Chapter 387: Unlucky Yin Sect Man
Shi Ling and the others were pushed into the distance, Fang Yong once again changed into the form of the towering blood tree, a cloud of blood mist and a big egg suspended in front of him, his power slowly acted on it, and everyone only saw the blood mist gather into a thin line and drill into the blood mist.
Is this what happens to my cause and effect?
Looking at those blood mist, the Ten Spirits were stunned, he didn't even get too close to the little beast, and he didn't have a clear look at what it looked like.
Time passed between heaven and earth little by little, and the blood-colored sycamore aura that Fang Yong turned into became weaker and weaker, and the blood-colored torso began to become dry and white, and the ten spirits knew that this was the result of the exhaustion of life force.
Fang Yong helped him this time, and he himself could be regarded as coming to the time when the lamp ran out.
The silver snake's gaze fell on the body of the ten spirits in the sky, and the old woman of the Yin Sect was even more scorching, and the thoughts in their hearts were probably only known to them.
Spatial cracks began to appear everywhere in the altar space, and this wanton death tomb began to appear because of Qi Ming's death or because of Fang Yong's deliberate control, but no one left.
The silver snake has his reason, he wants to guard Heseta secretly, and he can't let outsiders see the clues, and there is a more important reason, that is, the Yin Sect people have not left, and the silver snake needs to leave him forever in the ruins or without the ruins.
It's not just as simple as destroying the evil cultivators, the Yin Sect people have already become suspicious of the relationship between the Silver Snake and Hesetta, if they don't solve it as soon as possible, the Silver Snake is worried that there will be a bigger basket, so he has already decided that no matter what the price is, he will leave the Yin Sect people behind.
The Yin Sect people didn't seem to have the aura of evil cultivation on their bodies, but the silver snake knew that this thing was definitely an evil cultivation, but it was better hidden, maybe it was that he didn't need to use evil cultivation methods at all when he exerted all his strength.
The Yin Sect people naturally had a reason to stay, and he also wanted this thing that Fang Yong was refining, something that could make the ancient powerhouses covet it, it was definitely a supreme treasure.
The old woman and those guys also had a reason to stay, that is, Fang Yong hadn't given them what they needed, and they couldn't leave.
The spatial rifts continued to grow larger and more numerous, and seeing that the collapse of this altar space was imminent, Fang Yong's methods were also nearing the end.
Suddenly turning from a tree into a human, Fang Yong raised his palm, grabbed the power of countless heavens and earth in the sky, and fiercely injected it into the shrinking egg in front of him.
"Dragon's blood and phoenix fetus, take me as the guide, Dancheng!"
His roar echoed in everyone's ears, and the winged eagle egg, which had shrunk to the size of an elixir, suddenly faded from the case covered with fiery red lines, turning into a round and white elixir, and a strange fragrance permeated everyone's nostrils, making people feel extremely comfortable.
The old woman suddenly approached and held the crumbling Fang Yong, Shi Ling wanted to move, but he was suspended in the air because of Fang Yong's strength, so he could only watch this scene from a distance.
Suddenly there was a wind in his ears, and the long hair of the Ten Spirits moved with the wind.
Fang Yong's withered and white palm made a move, and Shi Ling walked towards him, approaching Fang Yong, and Shi Ling found that the blood red color on this middle-aged man's body had faded at some point, and his long red hair had all turned gray.
"Seniors. ”
Ten Spirits looked at Fang Yong, but was lifted up by a soft energy, Fang Yong moved his mouth, and his voice resounded in everyone's ears.
"You trust the old man, and directly hand over the winged eagle eggs to me, and the old man will naturally return the favor and give you a chance. ”
He spread out his palm in front of the Ten Spirits, and the fragrant elixir lay quietly in the palm of his dry and gray hand. "Then go ahead, the dragon and phoenix twin beads made from your imprinted winged eagle egg can only be used by you, remember. ”
Although Fang Yong's voice was not loud, it clearly fell on everyone's ears.
Ten Spirits understood, he opened his mouth and asked: "Dare to ask the seniors, what would happen if it was not used by me, but by someone else?"
"What, you want to give it to someone else?" Fang Yong, who heard the meaning of the tone of the Ten Spirits, raised his eyelids and lost his breath. He held a piece of dead wood in his hand and handed it to the old woman who was supporting him, and the old woman hurriedly thanked him and put it away.
"Don't hide it from my predecessors, the kid has a teacher, and the symptoms are similar to Qi Ming's, only the remnant soul is left, and the kid wants to give this thing to my teacher. ”
"I wonder if there is any hope of survival?"
Fang Yong gave Shi Ling an inexplicable look, and then slowly spoke: "Your teacher has a good apprentice, this is his chance, but this dragon and phoenix double bead is your chance." ”
"You have forged a bond with the winged eagle egg that bears the blood of the phoenix, and if others eat it, it will explode and die at worst, or destroy your soul at worst. Fang Yong's voice echoed in the air, and his figure began to slowly dissipate.
Dying by exploding the body does not necessarily mean death, and the soul can be reborn if it survives, but it may leave a dark wound that can never be recovered and make the cultivator stop in his cultivation. The soul is destroyed, that is, there is really no salvation.
Fang Yong's figure became lighter and lighter, and the Ten Spirits bowed to him again, and said loudly: "The predecessors gave me the opportunity, the kid dare not forget!"
"By the way, I missed it with sadness, and the old man almost forgot something more important. Fang Yong's sudden voice startled Shi Ling, only to see a white light converging from his body, heading towards the Yin Sect people on the ground.
In mid-air, the white light turned into two, separated into one, and headed towards the Demon Tiger at the same time.
The Yin Sect was frightened and wanted to flee, but the endless qi machine locked him in, and he had nowhere to escape.
"Fang Yong, you don't forget to take me with you when you die, Lao Tzu curses you to cut off your children and grandchildren!"
The white light was still approaching, and the Yin Sect people were already like crazy, and he roared unwillingly, but after all, he did not escape the sanction of the white light.
"Oh, the old man Wutong family has been passed down from generation to generation, the old man dies, and the next Wutong is destined to be born, I will not have a blood relationship with him at all, how can I talk about cutting off children and grandchildren?"
Fang Yong's body was extremely shaky. "Although it is not as unique as the royal family of Hongmeng Tree, it is not something that can be used by waiting for a curse, after all, the will of heaven is difficult to ......"
His form had disappeared from the eyes of the Ten Spirits, but his voice still echoed.
"Maybe killing the good karma accumulated by you guy and the demon tiger can make the old man suffer a little less under that hell, hahahaha, no loss. ”
Before the Ten Spirits could ease up, he felt a terrifying sense of falling, Fang Yong disappeared, and the power acting on the Ten Spirits naturally disappeared.
"Ah——!h