"Stinky cat, why do I feel a faint thought from this blood spirit stone? Whenever I want to perceive, I always feel that my body and skin explode, and there is a sharp ......."

Sitting in the blood-colored halo, Fang Tian raised his head and looked at the blood spirit stone above his head, muttering in his mouth, a little puzzled, the appearance of this situation was somewhat similar to when he felt the Forbidden Fist, but there was an essential difference.

He understood very well that this had nothing to do with the formation moonlight, it was all thanks to the blood spirit stone on the top of his head, and he invariably remembered the deep smile of the stinky cat when he asked the stinky cat about the blood spirit stone before.

Squinted his eyes, and now it seems that there is really a big secret in this blood spirit stone.

"You feel it?"

Tmall laughed thief, looked at the piece of blood spirit stone in the void with a confused look, and muttered in his mouth: "This is not a simple spirit stone, the formation of the blood spirit stone, you must seek the true blood of the Immortal Desire Realm to have a chance to form!"

"This is just a chance, the condition for the real formation of the blood spirit stone is that in this drop of blood, there must be the will of this Desire Heavenly Venerable, the stone can be broken, the blood can be scattered, only the will, indestructible......"

Hearing what the stinky cat said, Fang Tian's eyes gradually became more solemn, he had never seen a master of destiny who had already walked to the Immortal Quest and asked, and even what he heard was what Tmall said.

However, Lanhuang Lu Yichen is powerful, he has seen it, it is really invincible brave, but such a master is just the realm of the Bitter Sea to forge a lonely ship.

The realm of cultivation, to this day, Fang Tian also understands it thoroughly, especially from the realms of Qi Nai to Huayuan, he has already asked deliberately, just to weigh the combat power of each realm.

The realm of absorbing qi is to absorb the qi of the outside world, merge into the limbs and hundreds of bones in the body, and stimulate the potential in the body.

The spiritual realm, this is the stage of opening up the sea of suffering in the body, and the number and size of the sea of suffering in the body will affect a person's ultimate achievement.

As for the Huayuan realm, it is said that a lonely ship was forged in the boundless sea of suffering, this realm, Fang Tian had never fought before, so there was no way to judge how, but looking at Lu Yichen's combat power, it was absolutely terrifying.

And that lifeless, who can use a lonely ship in the sea of bitterness to fight, is too terrifying.

"To this day, I climb the ladder of heaven and look at the sea of suffering, so that I can understand the slightest thing, in this life, but in order to get rid of the sea of suffering, I board the ship and go ashore, and I will be free from ...... forever."

Fang Tian muttered, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said eagerly in his heart: "I also have some expectations for some realms in the future......

Under the words, he gradually closed his eyes, feeling at ease to fight against the pain caused by the blood dragons, although he gritted his teeth and insisted, he still grinned and looked ugly.

Unconsciously, the night is deep, pitch black, you can't see your fingers, the largest open-pit mine under the mountain, there is a huge palace, the palace has no gold bricks and rubble, let alone magnificent.

The palace covers an area of more than a kilometer, in the center of the mine, the whole appears black, in the dark night, it looks very harmonious, however, occasionally a ray of moonlight, through the clouds falling, the palace's pitch-black surface, reflecting a metallic luster.

Darkness and silence, silence for thousands of miles, only a palace that melts into the night, cold and lonely.

It's just that at this time, an uninvited guest came here......

A white light streaked through the void, like thunder and lightning, and in an instant, it rushed into the black palace, disappeared, and the next moment, there was a dull sound in the palace.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing cry sounded in the palace, and Yamamoto Thirteen, who was cultivating in the main palace, suddenly opened his eyes, quickly stood up and greeted him.

"Uncle Fu, why are you here!"

Seeing the white-haired old man coming towards him, Yamamoto Jusan Lang was stunned, but when he noticed the other party's gloomy face, he immediately felt a sudden in his heart, and a bad feeling came to his heart.

In the next moment, all the high-level officials in this mine gathered here and swarmed here.

Uncle Fu in front of Yamamoto Shisan Lang, but he didn't speak, his face sank again and again, the more this is the case, the more worried Yamamoto Shisan Lang is in his heart, and he urges here: "Uncle Fu, did it ......happen?"

"You're in trouble......"

Uncle Fu frowned, his eyes flickered, and threw the scroll in his hand to Yamamoto Thirteen, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Yamamoto Thirteen Lang was also puzzled, and his face was uncertain and opened the scroll.

"Buzz ......"

With a buzz in his head, Yamamoto Sanburo couldn't believe his eyes, this ...... That's amazing, isn't it?

On the scroll, there is a portrait of a young man, and below, there are some introductions about his deeds......

Deserted sky, thirty kilometers outside the great barren mountains in the northwest, the small border town of the demon clan, under the siege and interception of 100,000 demon soldiers, killed hundreds of demon clans in the small border city, and fled after slaughtering the city.

On the ladder to the sky, he showed his might, killed dozens of demon clans, killed the two-headed demon ape, and fought with the peak of the previous generation of the demon clan, Ziyu, and walked to the end of the ladder.

The height is unbearable, breaking the rule of climbing the ladder only to advance and not retreat, stepping down from the ladder, worshiping the nine gates of the Taoist Academy, and being taken away by the Blue Emperor Lu Yichen, becoming the third disciple of the nine doors of the Taoist Academy in this era.

Outside the green mountains, he killed the village of Waguogang and fell into the deep sea, and there were no bones.

"Wasteland, is it the Wasteland who killed Gangcun outside the green mountains?"

Swallowing his saliva, Yamamoto Shishiro changed color for the first time, this thing was still beyond his expectations, what scared him the most was not the strength of the other party, but the guts of the other party.

He hasn't been around for a long time, but everything is enough to show his lawlessness, his courage, what kind of demon clan and Japanese people, according to the killing, in terms of strength, he can compete with the demon clan's subfish.

He had heard of this person, but he didn't expect it to be this young man.

"The young master said, this desolate sky is very likely to have something to do with Fang Tian, I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go......" Uncle Fu grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"But we ......"

Yamamoto Shisanlang was worried, but Uncle Fu waved his hand and said lightly: "There is no need to rush, with his temper, he didn't kill him, there must be something wrong with his body, now you just need to solve it, the genius who died is worthless at all." ”

On the side, Yamamoto Thirteen naturally couldn't refuse, and nodded, but soon, he remembered something, and took out a sword from the silver ring on his finger.

This sword is blood-red, and there are special Taoist texts that are complicated and intertwined, and they can't find a clue at all, everyone here looks at it, but they shake their heads, not understanding what it is.

"This sword is a bit unusual, go back and let the Holy Lord see it, and now the most important purpose is to kill this desolate sky!"

The demon slaying sword was in front of him, but sadly no one recognized it, and Uncle Fu was even more gloomy, leading a group of people to kill the thirty-six holes!