(The transition period is really boring to write, boring, speed up)

This year is the last year of the ten-year covenant, and Fang Yan has already finished building the weapons needed by the demon kings, and has also given away a batch of intermediate spirit weapons, among which dozens of spirit weapons belong to the top grade goods in the intermediate spirit weapons.

After delivering the weapon, Fang Yan prepared a mid-level spiritual weapon for the little demons under his command, which was of the highest quality.

Of course, this also includes those little demons in the valley who came to take refuge after transforming into shapes.

Nowadays, the scale of the fruit grove outside the courtyard should not be underestimated, not only has many varieties been added, the earlier batch has been planted with lush vegetation, even the residential streets have a few more, and the scale of the school has also expanded a lot. The first batch of famous demons who followed his subordinates, only Da Meng and Tu Shanqing have been transformed, and now they are the right-hand men of the dialect, and many things are gradually inseparable from them.

Fang Yan is rarely interested today, and inspected the fruit forest market outside the courtyard gate, seven or eight streets, built according to the fruit forest, and the school occupies one of them; In addition, there are not only residential areas, but also simple commercial areas, and the little demons will take out some low-level, exchanged spiritual weapons in exchange for materials, and the little demons who come down from the mountains love to come here.

Walk through the simple weapons trading area, as well as the poultry breeding area such as chickens, ducks, fish, etc., for the daily consumption of the little demons.

Further on, there is a trading area for animal skins and clothing, shoes and hats; Walking further, there is the pots and pans trading area and the canteen in the bazaar, where a sheep demon and two bull demons support the back kitchen of the bazaar canteen.

Tu Shanqing's wife, Tu Shanhong, acted as a shopkeeper at the front desk.

The last two streets are foreign trade areas, responsible for collecting ores and cultivation materials, including allowing the little demons to receive weapons, etc., and even distributing an iron plate called 'passing' made in dialect, without which you can't live and do business in Mr. Basilis's territory.

Under the earliest ancient tree, it has become a sacred place to ask, and the little demons who have cultivated to reach the demon stage, that is, the foundation building period, are all practicing here with peace of mind. There are also "advanced secret books" left by dialects, which are actually Zheng Yin's many Taoist treasures left in the Qiankun Ring and selected a few more advanced practice secrets.

After wandering around the dialect, on the whole it is not bad, at least ten years ago, I have been talking hard, mentioning my life, and constantly emphasizing the problem of health and civilization has been greatly improved and solved.

Now, the little demon who comes outside defecates in the open will definitely be ridiculed and punished.

Winter solstice.

Fang Yan knew that he would not be able to create a high-grade spiritual weapon if he continued to refine the weapon, so he gradually reduced the number of times he struck iron, and only used it for stable cultivation.

That night, Fang Yan found that the Mad Demon Pill had been eaten, and her cultivation was still at the peak of the foundation building period, and there was still a short distance from the Jindan stage.

Before I had time to feel it carefully, there was a great coercion outside the house, different from the last time Tu Shanqing crossed the tribulation, this time the coercion was so unreasonable, a little bit like the transformation tribulation.

Fang Yan rushed out of the house to take a look, and found a terrible situation, Tu Shanhong and her three daughters, Xiao Cui and Ah Huang Ah Hui, Gu all ran outside the courtyard gate, all the way to the other side of the river, only to put on a posture one by one to meet the thunder tribulation.

"Good guy, either you don't cross the catastrophe, or you all cross the catastrophe together~!"

The dialect followed all the way to the bridge to watch.

Not surprisingly, many little demons in residential areas woke up from their dreams, and they all came to watch this rare scene, everyone has experienced the transformation robbery, but it is the first time that so many demon beasts have crossed the catastrophe together.

The moon ducked into the clouds, and it became pitch black all around, and you couldn't see your fingers.

There was a loud bang, and a flash of lightning flashed quickly from within the dark clouds.

The silent clouds once again spat out a dazzling fire, and the thunder rang out, echoing in the mountains for a long time.

Several little demon beasts under Fang Yan began to run around, and the frightened Tu Shanqing's face was bruised, "You can't run~!" Tough to resist ......"

In an instant, lightning swayed, one here and another, and the thunder rumbled like an explosion.

After a while, the thunder tribulation dissipated, and the little demon beasts survived the transformation tribulation safely, and the demons also secretly wiped a cold sweat.

The tongue commanded, "Carry them all back." ”

Before the words fell, Yo Yo suddenly stood up and flew into the air, a gorgeous rainbow light appeared above its head, so dazzling in the dark night, many small light particles gradually appeared around, like flying fireflies, they slowly gathered together, accumulating a lot, first like a trickle, then like a stream, and finally converged into rivers, lakes and seas, becoming a sky of light.

Fang Yan frowned, took a look at the talent of Youming, and knew the changes, this is a kind of Bailu's talent and power, called "Seven Colors", and I don't know what the use is.

At this time, the thunderstorm resumed.

Frightened, the little demons scattered, and Fang Yan was afraid of harming the pond snake, so he flew up and kicked Yoyo on the buttocks, kicking it to a distance on the other side of the river.

Fang Yan touched his chin and thought to himself, "No, with the atavistic phenomenon, logically speaking, the path of cultivation will be slower and more difficult, why is it now tribulating?" ”

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky gathered and rolled again, and the wind was fierce.

"Boom-" A few bursts of thunder, black clouds like a herd of galloping and roaring wild horses. Layer by layer overflowing the top of the head, the thicker and thicker they gather, the lower and lower the pressure, as if they could tear off a piece with their hand.

Ah Huang Ah Hui was so frightened that he quickly got up and ran around regardless of his injuries, trying to dodge.

Xiao Cui and Tu Shanhong's family also hurriedly dragged their injuries and crawled away, fearing that they would be affected by the pond fish if they left late.

Fang Yan was surprised: "One to a group, little yo, your cow is big he~!" ”

Click!

A big blast mine!

The sky exploded, and a flash of lightning slashed, lightning and thunder.

Lightning flew in the air like a giant dragon, and a deafening thunder continued to bombard Yoyo's body.

Lightning and thunder.

In the sky, like two armies fighting, the chariots rumbled, the swords and swords shadowed, and the sound was non-stop, and the bombardment was fierce.

Fang Yan was stunned with fright, and thought: You have to think quickly, otherwise the tall white deer mount will die!

Thinking about it, the sky over there, the lightning brightened and brightened, like a giant python leaping over the clouds, the lightning flashed, the thunder rumbled, and God poured an earth-shattering blow with a thunderous momentum, bombarding Yoyo's body.

The dialect only heard a yo yo deer chirping, and then it was lifeless.

However, the change resumed, and the sky cut a hole, and a crystal clear white curtain of light fell like rain.

Yo yo deer chirped again, and then it gradually flew up, with a blue and white light behind it, in mid-air, with each step it took, there was one more color behind it, until it gathered seven colors, and then stopped changing.

Fang Yan touched his numb scalp and gasped, "Not dead...... It seems that our mount is not small?!! ”