While a few people teasing, a figure walked over.

Fang Zheng looked up.

[Wu Huo, the peak cultivation of the eighth grade, mediocre, if you are lucky, you can break through the ...... of the seventh grade]

In the eyes of the font presentation, Founder stepped forward.

"Captain!"

Fang Zheng spoke, and the other jailers also stopped teasing and stepped forward one after another.

This is their lead boss.

One of the leaders of the C-shaped prison, Wu Huo.

There are three leaders in the C-shaped prison.

The leader of the guards, and the leader of the jailers, and a general lieutenant, who commands the guards and jailers, the real ruler of the C-shaped prison, but that kind of big man, basically rarely shows up, unless something special happens.

"Fangzheng, why is your face so bad?" Walking in front of him, Wu Huo looked at Fang Zheng, whose face was as pale as paper, and asked with a frown.

"There is a little wrong in cultivation, and the qi and blood collide, captain, I want to take a few days off." Fang Zheng bowed his head and said.

"I'll see." Wu Huo stretched out his hand and slapped it on Fang Zheng's shoulder.

"Jing Yuan has lost so much?"

Withdrawing his hand, Wu Huo looked at Fang Zheng.

"It's good to recuperate for a few days." Fang Zheng said.

"Grant you three days off to take care of yourself." Wu Huo said.

"Thank you, Captain!" Fang Zheng bowed his hand, said hello to a few fellow jailers, and he left with him, the prison.

……

After leaving the prison, Fang Zheng did not rush home, but went to Fang City.

After a few circles, Fang Zheng walked into a medicinal herb shop.

[Hundred-year-old ginseng has a good nourishing effect, which can improve your physique......]

[Baicao Pill is actually a pill made from some ordinary medicinal materials, and the effect is not as good as a century-old ginseng. 】

[The golden gun does not pour pills, which can allow you to have a high combat power for an hour. 】

……

Entering the herb shop, Fang Zheng glanced around.

According to the effects of various medicinal materials prompted, Fang Zheng screened it.

I bought some powerful and nourishing medicinal herbs, and it cost a total of nearly ten taels.

With a heartache, Fang Zheng returned home.

Entering the kitchen, Fang Zheng boiled some medicinal herbs, drank it, and after quickly absorbing the mana, his pale face regained a hint of ruddyness.

"After getting the Qilin True Blood, it seems that we have to find a way to make money......"

Exhaling, Fang Zheng thought in his heart.

Cultivation is very expensive.

One step further, more money is needed to support the purchase of various resources.

The cultivation of the children of the big families is generally higher than that of other cultivators, and the reason for this is that they have enough strong cultivation resources to support them.

Feeling that he had recovered a little, and his mana had also returned to his peak, Fang Zheng adjusted his mentality, took out the rune paper, and started making talismans.

——

One stroke at a time, perfectly outlined.

The last tribe was down, and Fangzheng's heart instantly tensed.

I have failed before, just this last step, not nervous, that's fake.

"Hum—"

A ray of light rose, and in the next second, the spell in front of him was dragged up by a mysterious force.

A feeling that made his soul palpitate came from the spell.

After a few moments, the light disappeared and the spell fell.

"It worked!"

Seeing that the rune paper in front of him did not turn into ashes, Fang Zheng's face showed irrepressible joy.

Not excited, that's fake.

The continuous failure of one night made his mentality collapse.

This time, it finally worked.

Calming his excitement, Fang Zheng picked up the Black God Charm and watched.

With a hint of luster, looking directly at the black god charm, Fang Zheng had a creepy feeling.

[Black God Spell, which has a restraining effect on the Yuan Shen, activates the spell, which can make its Yuan Shen hit hard, and the weak Yuan Shen can directly kill and wipe out the Yuan Shen ......]

The font was presented in Fang Zheng's eyes, looking at his masterpiece, Fang Zheng was in a good mood, and the ruddy on his face was a little more.

It worked!

It also means that it is not a problem for him to refine the true blood of the Qilin.

……

"This spell ...... I'm afraid it's enough to choke, right? ”

Calm down, Fang Zheng thought.

How strong is Wei Zhongxian's wisp of Yuan Shen will?

Fang Zheng is not clear.

The cultivation of this kind of bigwig character directly surpassed the chief lieutenant of the Bingzi Heavenly Prison.

At least refining gods, it is possible in the realm of heaven and man.

The six grades of refining the gods, blending and condensing the will of the void soul, the soul of this realm can be called the primordial god.

Under the six products, the primordial gods are all invisible, nothing, and when you step up a step, the gap is earth-shaking.

Immortal Dao Nine Grades.

One product, one day.

And these nine products are divided into three products, three products, and three products.

The seventh product spans the sixth product, and has entered the ranks of the middle three products from the lower three products.

Cultivators of the lower three grades, countless people in the Dayong Dynasty are in this ranks.

Middle three products, that's different.

Already belongs to the middle power.

And the upper three grades, that is really to touch the immortal Dao.

And above the first product, it is the legendary supreme true immortal.

However, whether there is or not, that is not clear.

Even if there is, it's not something that Founder can know.

On the surface, he hadn't heard of it yet.

Even if the current Emperor Yongren, the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

It's also a good thing.

However, with the blessing of imperial luck, this product can beat more than ninety-nine percent of immortal cultivators, and can even compete with supreme true immortals.

The smoke of the Dayong Dynasty was everywhere.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse ignored the government.

Anti-thieves make chaos and deceive people's hearts.

Demons are in trouble, rampant in the world.

In the final analysis, the Dayong Dynasty is still standing.

Why?

Imperial luck is fundamental, the Emperor of the Apocalypse does not die, and the Dayong Dynasty will not be destroyed.

Nantianbu Continent, the real commander, is only Dayong.

Flatten all the nations and unify the southern heavens.

Although there are demons in troubled times, anti-thieves are in chaos, but in the end it is just a small wave.

In the past, the Southern Tianbu Continent was lined with all nations.

The history is called 'All the nations of all nations,'

And now, all the nations have been destroyed, and only Dayong dominates the southern heavens.

Originating from the land of the south and the northwest, sweeping all the countries and countries, the heritage of the Dayong Dynasty is unfathomable.

After a thousand years of imperial rule, the Southern Tianbu Continent was divided into 36 states and 72 prefectures.

Although there are occasional turmoil in a few state capitals, it is nothing for the background of the Dayong Dynasty.

It is rumored that the reason why the Emperor of the Apocalypse ignores the government is to impact the supreme immortal path and achieve true immortality.

If it succeeds, even if more than half of the state capital of the imperial dynasty is in turmoil, it can be easily suppressed.

Straight to the point.

The true immortal is too far away from him.

Refining the true blood of the Qilin and forging it into a powerful Dao foundation is the purpose of Founder now.

"Let's make a few more."

After thinking for a moment, Fang Zheng eliminated distracting thoughts and began to continue making talismans.

If one is not enough, then two.

With more preparation, he would be able to more securely eliminate Wei Zhongxian's wisp of Yuan Shen consciousness.

……

The big day is vacated.

The scorching sun shines on the land of Yongdu.

A few hours passed, and Fang Zheng already had more than a dozen black god spells in front of him.

As I guessed, the root cause was blood.

Replaced with essence blood, surprisingly smooth.

"Hoo ......"

The last spell succeeded, and Fang Zheng exhaled.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked at the eighteen black god spells in front of him, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

Eighteen black god spells, this time, it's stable!

"Eat first, then start."

Putting the charm aside, Fang Zheng followed out the door.

……

Half an hour later, full of wine and food.

Fangzheng's spirit and mana have almost recovered.

Lock doors and windows.

The room was dark.

On the bed, Fang Zheng took out the bottle containing the Qilin True Blood, and looked at the Qilin True Blood in the bottle with a solemn expression.

Unscrewed the bottle, and Fang Zheng sealed his mana imprisonment.

In the next second, a surging energy burst out like a flood bursting the embankment.

Up and down, blood boiling.

The breath of true blood swept away in an instant.

——

C number.

Three tiers of prisons.

In the cell, Wei Zhongxian, who had not moved for a long time, opened his eyes violently, and his cloudy eyes burst with essence.

"TMD, I thought you wouldn't practice anymore, it's finally started!"

A smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and Wei Zhongxian's hanging heart instantly relaxed.

……