The neat and elegant blue brick pavement, the antique and ancient shops. The restaurant with carved beams and painted buildings is full of tourists. Dragon lanterns, lion dances, waist drums, stilt walking, dragon dances, nine lion dances, people everywhere are celebrating, under the Buddha shrine, a crow shrine drum.

On the temple fair, there are countless snacks, such as oven cakes, mutton skewers, chop soup, enema, bean juice, and milk stamen. Countless pedestrians play and eat here, lively and lively.

The two of them strolled among them, silently moving forward in this sea of people, people side by side, one by one smiling, a festive and peaceful Jing Piaoyan Xuejun light eyebrows like autumn water, jade skin with a light breeze, neon clothes all over, full of recklessness. Slowly drooping the sleeves, rushing to the lotus step, advancing and retreating strangely changing, captivating the country and the city, looking back temporarily, and breaking the intestines of 10,000 people.

Fang Ning is a young man in white, his temples are like a knife, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and he is as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, although he does not move, he is like an abyss.

Everyone looked sideways and was amazed, a pair of talented and beautiful couples.

Watching the monkey show, listening to the opera, watching the people coming and going, holding the sugar gourd, swimming leisurely, the breeze is coming, and the white clouds are leisurely. Holding a sword in his left hand and wine in his right hand, the beauty is on the side, and she is free.

Yan Xuejun's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she said in a low voice, "Can you accompany me home and propose to my father?"

Fang Ning said: "Extremely lucky, holding the hand of the son, never let go." There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, and the heaven and the earth are combined".

The two smiled at each other, held hands and continued on their way.

sǐ生契broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

In heaven I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth I would like to be a branch.

The branches and leaves bloom under the blue sky, and the roots of the trees support each other under the ground. Wind or frost, rain or snow, the hand of the son, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a moving love poem, every moment is worth using all the time to reminisce about the indescribable romance of this moment between the two of them, silently unfolding, they stroll forward together, needless to say, needless to say, everything is in each other's hearts.

The two of them joined hands, moving forward slowly, walking all the way, playing all the way, it was really unhappy.

Forget all your troubles, all your sorrows!

In the middle of the city, there is one of the most lively, which is the fighting beast ring, in which two lightning leopards are fighting sǐ.

Fang Ning and the others stopped in front of the ring, stopped, and watched the two lightning leopards in the arena fight each other.

The lightning leopard is as small as a cat, less than a foot in size, and is the weakest beast of prey, and they are not even as powerful as the evil gǒu. But they are the most aggressive creatures among all beasts, even winter wolves and wild bears, when they see them, they will avoid them, because as long as they fight, they are fierce and abnormal.

The deer sǐ is in the elk, and the deer is in the horns, because of their fighting xìng (saint king txt download), making them the best pets that the major races in the universe compete to catch first. Whether it is the human race, the spirit race, or the demon race, or the demon race, they all like to watch the bloody battle of this lightning leopard.

In Kezhou City, the innocent shì girl who was killed by Fang Ning in the night of the Blue Emperor, the woman was holding a lightning leopard in her arms, which was almost a sign of the wealthy family in the imperial capital!

Today Fang Ning saw the battle of the lightning leopards, the two lightning leopards were fighting desperately in that ring, blood splattered, and even the eyeballs of a lightning leopard were pulled out, but it was still fighting desperately, and it would not retreat a bit.

This kind of blood fight, there is an indescribable magic, it will make you see it, it will be difficult to move your eyes, jī send the blood and fighting spirit in your heart, you want to keep watching, and you will never leave halfway.

Finally the battle ended, there was no winner, the two lightning leopards all died together, bleeding profusely, sǐ on the stage, at the last moment, still biting each other, making the viewers boo.

Fang Ning and Yan Xuejun glanced at each other, it was too bloody, they shook their heads at each other, left here, and continued to play.

It wasn't until the night that the two returned to the Wujian Sect, and in each other's loving eyes, they gradually separated.

Fang Ning returned to his residence, and after a day of playing, he no longer had distracting thoughts in his heart, his body was in the best condition, and he was full of fighting spirit, so he decided to start dividing the hún spirit, creating terrifying beasts, re-refining the innate seeds, and impacting the innate realm!

Fang Ning sat in the cultivation treasure and began to think back to the process of practicing again and again in the spiritual machine collection, it's okay, it's okay.

Fang Ning let out a long breath and said slowly: "Lei Xué Wind Cone, take advantage of the sky." Run to the red dragon on the left, and control the turtle on the right. The purple cave of the iron city is a difficult order. True Qi Heyu, yīn Yang should be the machine. Mao Yangkui turns, north and south, east and west. The true king Emperor Xuan, a trillion gods and thunders. Yu Qing was summoned, and he was quickly urged.

Hurry like a law, cut hún, distract, give me a split!"

In the dark, Fang Ning visualized and cut off his three hún and seven spirits, and immediately cut off a number of fragments.

These fragments broke away from Fang Ning's hún spirit one after another, but they did not disperse, and under the secret method that Fang Ning was searching for, they slowly gathered together to form a small ball of light, floating in Fang Ning's divine self space.

Fang Ning silently cast the spell again, this time using the Horror Du Tian Condensation, condensing his hún spirit little by little, turning into a terrifying beast!

"Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, when heaven and earth are not divided, my body has been promised. One gas in the center, Kunlun thousands of feet. The pieces of the valley are deleted and the curtains, and the thunder and the train are ordered to descend. Anxious as the Dao Ancestor roared the Thunder Emperor's decree, the terrifying beast, not born at this time, let alone when, give it to me!"

With an order, Fang Ning's severed hún spirit suddenly connected to Xuanyu and Jiuyuan, as if connected to the unknown distant space, a terrifying power, crossing the infinite boundary of time and space, in the distant universe, flying in.

This trace of energy, which could not be stopped, was injected into the space of God and Self, and in Fang Ning's hún spirit, suddenly the hún spirit began to transform, from the normal human hún spirit in the form of a glimmer of light, into an unknown terrifying and terrifying beast form!

These terrifying beasts have ever-changing forms, and they have no fixed form at all, and they will slowly determine their strength according to the power of fear they absorb.

However, this step, Fang Ning saved, he took out his own golden-winged Dapeng bird's hún spirit, that ball of light, brought into the space of the gods, he slowly shouted again: "rì moon strikes, the heaven and the earth are red." There are three blacks inside, flying smoke. The northern Xuantian, the source of the spring. Hot flashes and evil ghosts, escorted to the abyss.

The Red Emperor Fire King, surrounded by Minghuang. Swords rain down, slashing ghosts and fire kings. The wind and snow are cold, trembling rapidly, Jinpeng is the bone, and the horror is the source, the two are combined, and the divine source is born!

As he silently cast the spell, the transformed terrifying beast slowly injected into the hún spirit of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and suddenly the hún spirit of the golden-winged Dapeng bird trembled violently, and the Dapeng bird in the light flew up and down, wanting to resist the invasion of this terrifying beast.

But the horror beast, cut hún and born, devouring hún and growing, the best is to swallow hún, suddenly the two merged, the horror beast gradually transformed, no longer like other horror beasts, the form is uncertain, directly turned into a golden-winged roc bird!

In this god-self space, a roar sounded, and the sound shook the sky! A golden-winged roc bird appeared, standing proudly in the space.

This golden-winged Dapeng bird appeared, the peerless oblique faintly let out a clear sound, and the pharmacist glazed glass heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds, Fang Ning was happy in his heart, there is a door, which can cause the response of these two great beings, it seems that he may succeed this time!

This golden-winged Dapeng bird, golden-winged wings, claws dàng golden light, Peng's beak is hooked, wings and clouds follow each other, eyes are like rì moon, golden eyes, and Venus flashes from time to time.

All over the body, the brilliance of Jin Sè flowed endlessly, just like another round of Jin Rì rising in the sky, although it was just quietly squatting there, but a rebellious momentum that looked at the world came with a face-grabbing face, but its body was not big, and it still needed Fang Ning to feed him.

This kind of feeding is different from ordinary feeding, Fang Ning constantly rushes at the golden-winged Dapeng bird, outputting his beliefs!

"You are the strongest, you are the strongest, you will definitely succeed, succeed!"

Fang Ning didn't have the belief of fear in him, the so-called terrifying beasts were the name of the Dutian Sect, they had thousands of forms, and they didn't necessarily have to absorb the power of fear, in fact, they could absorb any kind of belief power around them, and use them as their own energy, making themselves more and more mature.

But they can only absorb one kind of belief power, as their own food, after countless years of research, the Heavenly Sect finally determined to use the power of fear to feed the terrifying beasts, because fear is the simplest, easiest to obtain, but it has the most powerful belief power.

Fang Ning had a secret secret, and in countless deductions, he discovered this secret, so he entered the strongest belief into this golden-winged Dapeng bird, and sure enough, under the output of his belief, this golden-winged Dapeng bird, gradually increased in size, changed a hundred times, became bigger and bigger, and became more and more powerful.

This kind of belief output lasted for three days and three nights, almost, Fang Ning nodded, and started the next step, once again condensing the innate seed!

With the experience of the previous two times, this time Fang Ning retreated for three days, and once again condensed an innate seed.

At the moment when the Innate Seed was about to appear, Fang Ning silently prayed, he was just one last step! He slowly fused the Golden-Winged Dapeng Bird and his own Innate Seed into one source!

At this point, his innate seed, with the help of the power of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, exists in the god-self space, and the peerless sword intent, as well as the medicine master Liulixiang, confront each other, if it can be undamaged and indestructible, then Fang Ning will officially succeed in cultivation!

Fang Ning silently cast spells, countless experiments in the spiritual machine collection, in today's reality, little by little, finally turned the virtual into reality and completed the dream!

With a clear roar, everything went well! The Terrifying Beast Golden-Winged Dapeng Bird and the Innate Seed were perfectly combined, and in an instant, there was an additional transcendent existence in the Divine Self Space! Fang Ning possessed the Innate Seed for the third time!

This innate seed is like a living golden-winged Dapeng bird, flying in the space of the god and me, outstanding and extraordinary, Fang Ning has once again entered the innate realm!

Leaving the space of God and Self, Fang Ning returned to his body, and suddenly let out a sigh, he felt as if his body was alive, and some ancient memories were awakening little by little!

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