Fang Yuan's heart was full of violent battle intent at this moment, some were ruthless, some were killing, some were tyrannical, and some were excited. At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the ancient battlefield he had entered when he first had a connection with the golden bones. Only now, that battlefield is here, and there is no longer a chill or fear.

What kind of power was this, Fang Yuan himself couldn't figure it out, he only knew that the moment Yuan Qing rushed over just now, there was a strange feeling rising in his mind. At the same time, there are many things that emerge together, and those are all the ones that Fang Yuan has seen, touched, and impressed.

There is a saying, "We are born in this world, and the only thing that can break through the shackles of this world is our innate soul!" The words are already vague, but the will conveyed is very clear.

There were those eyes, a pair of red and blue pupils were staring at Fang Yuan tightly, different from the previous ones, the crimson and the dark blue were in different transitions. One moment the right eye is blue, the left eye is red, and the next moment it becomes blue and the right eye is red.

There was that stele, that stele that was like the world's original wish, that stele that was pitch black and heavy, and the moment it appeared in the dream, it calmed the violent power of the five elements of yin and yang that Fang Yuan was manipulating. There seemed to be a few more words on it, which Fang Yuan hadn't seen before, and it seemed to be his own name. There is a "square", there is a "circle", and there seems to be an "inch".

As all this rose in Fang Yuan's mind, he felt like he was in control of a unique and pure power.

Fang Yuan firmly believed that it was the power of the "soul", the purest and most powerful soul.

This power can control the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil, it can control the golden bones, and it can control more and more.

Those eyes coincided with Fang Yuan's eyes, which was the power he had when he met the Soul Monument in his dream, but those eyes only had blue pupils now.

When the Soul Pupil coincided with Fang Yuan's eyes, constantly switching between the left and right eyes, the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil that was originally digesting Qing Lan's pupil suddenly sublimated. Just like the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil has a powerful power, but it is very complicated and indigestible, the dark blue soul pupil promotes the fusion of the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil and this power.

However, now, controlling the golden bones, Fang Yuan didn't need the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil, the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil had the function of observing, breaking the enchantment and seal, and at this moment, it was using the power of the Soul Pupil itself.

If you want to say it, the Soul Pupil is like the trunk of a towering tree, the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil is his branch, the control of the golden bones is also his branch, and even the Qinglan Pupil and the Wind Pupil are also his branches. It's just that the branch of the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil is much thicker than the Qinglan Pupil and the Wind Pupil.

Before the vicious battle came, Fang Yuan didn't have time to think too much about the power he had gained, or the power he had already inspired. The most important task at the moment is to manipulate the golden bones to get Yuan Qing, otherwise he is not sure what the use of this power will be after being killed.

Compared to the crazy Yuan Qing, the aura emanating from the whole body of the golden skeleton was far more tyrannical than the crazy Yuan Qing. When the golden skeleton confronted Yuan Qing, Fang Yuan quickly retreated, the field was really chaotic, one moment this hit that, one moment that hit this, and one moment that hit this, and finally returned to the very beginning state, Fang Yuan against Yuan Qing.

Seeing that Yuan Qing actually ignored him, the old housekeeper shook his head helplessly and retreated. After all, he has an old bone, but he will live longer, and if he is really swept away by any side on this battlefield, it will be really dead.

The golden light of the whole body surged, and with one hand, the Vajra Demon Suppression Pestle beside Liu Ziming was instantly doubled, and it was tightly held in the palm of his hand by the golden bones. Yuan Qing's body was even taller, originally three meters, and it seemed that after devouring Xiong Chizhong, it had reached a terrifying five meters.

Yuan Qing's devouring of Xiong Chizhong was also seen after Fang Yuan withdrew from the battlefield, one was that Xiong Chizhong disappeared without a trace, and then in Yuan Qing's spirit body, he clearly felt Xiong Chizhong's breath. Moreover, Yuan Qing did not completely digest Xiong Chizhong's spirit body, and even said that it was only forcibly fused together, which also led to the violent movement of Yuan Qing's spirit body.

Facing the tall and menacing Yuan Qing, the golden skeleton was not afraid, because it was originally a dead thing, and it was under Fang Yuan's control to fight at this moment. The aura of its own was related to its experience before it was alive and after it turned into a skeleton, and Fang Yuan hadn't had time to figure it out yet.

The moment Fang Yuan's power awakened, it seemed that everything around him had gained sensibility, and it was undoubtedly the strongest feeling brought by this golden skeleton. Fang Yuan tried, but he didn't expect that a connection had been established between the two, such as the manipulation of the golden skeleton by the Arm Commander.

Allowing the Yuan Qing Spirit Body to attack violently, the golden bones were all directly resisted, and after manipulating, Fang Yuan also had an understanding of the attributes of the skeletons in all aspects. Not to mention anything else, the hardness was simply rare in the world, and even some of the moves were transmitted to Fang Yuan's mind through the golden bones.

After the golden skeleton held the Vajra Demon Pestle, the golden light on his body became even more brilliant, and there was a faint momentum of Buddhist flames. The prayer cylinders at the front of the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle began to rotate as the golden light began to rotate, and bursts of Demon Suppression sounds rang out, filling the entire ruined banquet hall.

Yuan Qing's attack is very simple, it is all one move and one style of extremely pure punches and kicks, but the power is extremely great. Although the golden skeleton is hard enough, it will also be beaten deep into the ground after resisting a punch.

In Fang Yuan's opinion, after Yuan Qing devoured Hou Xiong Chi Zhong, although his own strength became stronger, it was extremely unstable. Just like the wind element that Yuan Qing could have controlled, it was all flying wildly around the five-meter-high spirit body at the moment, but when the golden light of the skeleton was blown, it still made the golden light shake for a while.

The golden bones are full of Buddhist breath at the moment, but they are very violent, these are normal, and some of the demon slaying vajra in Buddhism are also full of violence, and it is also a kind of compassion of "stopping punishment with punishment and curing evil with evil". In addition, there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds emitted by the Vajra Demon Pestle, as well as the golden Buddha characters flying in the sky.

At this moment, this piece of heaven and earth is like the overlap of heaven and hell, Yuan Qing's original blue energy, but at this moment, it is also blood-red, violent and weird. But in terms of action, it was undoubtedly a lot clumsy, coupled with the tricks Fang Yuan had obtained from the golden bones, every time the Vajra Demon Suppression Pestle swung out, it would hit the spirit body.

The two crushed each other and eroded each other, and the golden light tore through the viscous energy of the blue and red, and the viscous green and red energy entangled the golden light like a maggot in the tarsal bone.

Fang Yuan's manipulation became more and more handy, but Yuan Qing gradually couldn't support the two mixed energies, and the balance of battle was tilting little by little.

(End of chapter)