Fang Yi has been sitting for more than a few days, and he is still satisfied with the gradual expansion of the space, at least with the help of Hongmeng Qi Yuanqi, he can now integrate himself into this space, with the help of a little Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to enhance his skills, and even Fang Yi can already use the Yuan Qi of this space to fight, so that when he encounters Song Wusoul, he also has a certain ability to fight against him.

In fact, Fang Yi had all the time to imprison Song Martial Soul in this space, and waited until his cultivation was greatly improved before he came to trouble Song Martial Soul, but when he knew that there were ancient spirits of the Divine Domain living in this space, he changed his mind, he felt that he had to solve Song Martial Soul's problem in a short time, otherwise this guy would wreak havoc in this space, and he didn't know how many ancient spirits would be destroyed by him.

Fang Yi didn't know that in fact, he had already entered the threshold of a saint, but in order to complete the realm of a true saint, he had to merge into the space as he wished, which was the so-called thorough understanding of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

And the true saint master, it doesn't matter the limit of the level, it depends on how much power you comprehend the heavens, until you break the shackles of space, you can obtain the power of the saint.

And for the time being, Fang Yi has not yet reached the point where he does not borrow the Hongmeng Qi Yuan Qi to melt into the space, he can barely be called a half-saint, relying on the powerful energy of Hongmeng Qi, he can barely have the strength to fight when he encounters a saint master.

"Boom!"

Just as Fang Yi was overjoyed to comprehend the mysteries of the Holy Realm, in the depths of the Blue Shadow Forest, a huge roar resounded, and the silver spirit forest was first shaken by the influence of that roar for a while, and then it fell like a star-spotted dust, and the tall and thick spirit trees collapsed one after another, these tree spirits left from the ancient period for unknown reasons, and finally could not escape the catastrophe of the annihilation......

It was a substantial and powerful force, rippling in the blue shadow forest as if it were turning over the river and the sea. Fang Yi woke up and stood up from the tree, and when he looked at it from a distance, he heard bursts of shouting and scolding in the direction where the voice came from...

Figures kept appearing in the forest, letting out a long howl that shook the sky, and the sound swept through the entire forest and trembled, and it didn't take long for a moment. An old figure suddenly flew out of the forest, and Fang Yi looked up to see that the old figure turned out to be an "ancient god" covered in branches.

"This is the ancient spirit of the Wood Clan?" Fang Yi's eyes widened, and after feeling the old man's hands covered with branches swing out one after another extremely powerful fist shadows, another dull low sound drilled into Fang Yi's ear drums. After a few moments, silence returned to the woods.

This should be an encounter, and the old man who came and retreated quickly seemed to be a strong man in the saint realm. Fang Yi held on to a fork of a branch on the tree, and he didn't feel like nothingness at all. The whole spirit tree seems to be ethereal and unreal, but in fact it is not much different from ordinary trees, which shows that this heavenly space is stable enough for the soul thing to have some substantial characteristics.

"Huh, it seems to be where the Wood Spirit Clan left, isn't it?"

Fang Yi also pondered about breaking through the cultivation first and asking the man about the origin of the Wood Spirit Ancient Clan, which was not good, as if someone was looking for trouble with the Wood Clan.

"Check it out!"

Thinking of this, Fang Yi raised his figure and quickly rushed forward.

The place where the incident happened seemed not far away, and Fang Yi had also flown for nearly an hour. After finding the location of the incident, the first thing he saw was a dozen "ancient gods" who looked similar to the man sitting around. The doll Lao Tzu was in the middle of the crowd, and an old man with a green face on one arm was weeping sadly. The surrounding clansmen also cried non-stop, and there were even two dolls crying and wiping their tears......

The whole scene made people sigh when they saw it, Fang Yi deliberately released his divine thoughts, and found that among the dozen or so clansmen, only the green-faced old man had the highest cultivation. Reaching the saint realm, the real saint realm, is not the same thing as Fang Yi, a half-man. It's just that at this moment, the green-faced old man has fallen to the ground, and he knows that it is time to die by looking at the silver powder light that keeps flying on his body......

"Who?"

Fang Yi rushed to the scene. Soon his hiding was discovered, and more than a dozen clansmen turned their heads in anger, revealing a murderous cold light. One of the guys as burly as a man almost immediately jumped up, his body turned into an ancient tree and roared at Fang Yi and flew towards him, the speed made Fang Yi slightly surprised.

"I have no ill will!"

Looking at the huge ancient tree that was close at hand, Fang Yi could only raise his head to block it, and the kung fu released by the divine thought, an astonishing force erupted from his palm uncontrollably.

The tiger-headed old man who fell to the ground reacted very quickly, seeing that the cultivation of the clansmen was too different from Fang Yi, he rushed out from under the man's arm with his last breath, and two silver rays of light came out of his palms to pull the ancient wood back and throw it behind him.

The green-faced old man who was exposed to Fang Yi's palm had no strength to fight again, his eyes closed and he waited for death.

Fang Yi secretly scolded badly, and he couldn't take back the palm power he had no choice but to play, and while secretly scolding that Gu Mu for being reckless, he tried his best to sacrifice another wisp of magic tricks, and forcibly knocked the previous palm wind away. The terrifying palm power emptied out, and the huge palm shadow flew out against the old palm's cheek, hitting a spirit tree not far away, destroying it fiercely.

The clansmen of the Wood Spirit Ancient Spirit Clan all seemed to close their eyes, and when the roar sounded, they all exclaimed in surprise. The green-faced old man's body also trembled violently, but when he found that he was not slapped to death by Fang Yi's palm wind, his eyes widened in surprise.

"I have no ill will. Fang Yi withdrew his hand, and took a few steps back to put his hand behind his back for fear of misunderstanding.

At this time, the man and the doll woke up at the same time, and quickly came to the side of the green-faced old man, pointing at Fang Yi and scolding: "It's you again, what are you doing here?"

The green-faced old man's soul dimmed, glanced at the man beside him, and suddenly shot out a finger light and pressed it on the top of the man's head, and shouted: "Cangsong, go to the Fire Spirit Cave to find Huochi, I will help you block it." ”

The green-faced old man pushed forward as he spoke, and a pale green halo suddenly lit up in the center of the man's forehead, and he was pushed out by the green-faced old man. As a master of the saint realm, the old man is still not comparable to ordinary clansmen even if he reaches the point of running out of oil and lamps, the man and the doll flew out with a cry of sorrow, and the green-faced old man slapped his palms and sent the two and more than a dozen clansmen into an open spatial crack at the same time.

Everything came too fast, Fang Yi didn't have time to react, even if he could stop it, he wouldn't interfere with the green-faced old man's hard fight, and watched the old man send the people away.

Then, the green-faced old man pointed at Fang Yi and roared, "The Wood Spirit Clan will never be coerced by others, no matter who you are, you can't get the old man's spiritual root." ”

As he spoke, the green-faced old man slapped his palms out, and he was about to die with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's nose was crooked, and he dared to explain that he didn't get the trust of the green-faced old man twice, looking at the sharp palm wind that was about to slap at him, he subconsciously turned his head and wanted to leave, but at this moment, the green-faced old man trembled, and his soul dispersed.

"Damn, don't die. Looking at the scattered ancient spirit that was about to disappear, Fang Yi quickly attracted a cloud of Hongmeng Qi and wrapped the soul of the green-faced old man.

Hongmeng Qi has the effect of gathering souls and collecting souls, and using divine thoughts to control can retain the memories in the soul, so that the soul will not collapse for the time being.

Fang Yi didn't want to misunderstand the old man in green for a while, and he still had a lot to ask the old man.

After the Hongmeng Qi enveloped the old man's soul, Fang Yi quickly strengthened the Hongmeng Qi mass, silently recited a few words of mantra in his mouth, looked at the empty and fallen woods around him, and ran away from the place before stopping.

Finding a secluded place, Fang Yi held the Hongmeng Qi Mass in the palm of his hand, sacrificed the power of his divine consciousness, and injected it into the Hongmeng Qi Mass, this method can allow the soul body in the Hongmeng Qi Mass to get a trace of nourishment and help repair the undispersed spirit body.

After tossing for a long time, the green-faced old man woke up.

At this time, the green-faced old man, the green on his face had disappeared, and he had become an old man with a face full of vicissitudes and withered manuscripts.

The old man didn't seem to realize that he was still alive, and at the same time, Fang Yi was also extremely worried about using Hongmeng Qi to save people for the first time, until he saw the old man looking around the Hongmeng Qi mass suspiciously, he was relieved.

"Alas, don't look for it, this is not the Blue Shadow Forest. Fang Yi sighed, his voice didn't dare to be too loud, his soul was the most fragile, the old man was seriously injured, if he was scared, his soul would be gone.

"Who?" The old man was really taken aback, but there was no soul scattered, looking at the narrowing of the Hongmeng air mass, only a dim silver light shot into the air, the tall figure of Fang Yi, the old man immediately recognized him: "Who are you?"

"I'm ...... I came to this space to cultivate. Fang Yi didn't know how to explain it, and with a flash of inspiration, he condensed a Yuanli Sword in the shape of the Dawn Sun Divine Sword and shook it in his hand, saying in his heart that he didn't know me, he should know the Dawn Sun Divine Sword of the Radiant Sun Heavenly King. Then he continued: "Your Excellency ran when you saw me, is there any misunderstanding between us, I said it, I have no malicious intentions, I only came here when I heard the sound, if there is any misunderstanding caused by you, please forgive me." ”

Seeing that the other party was sincerely apologetic, the old man relaxed slightly, but still asked vigilantly, "What are you bringing me here for?"

The divine soul wrapped in the Hongmeng air mass does not have any mana, it is a dying spirit, Fang Yi sighed helplessly, and said: "Your Excellency is desperate to block the next, and you can only be included here to protect your soul, didn't your Excellency find out?" Fang Yi was angry, and said in his heart: It's still a saint master, this is a magic weapon can't be seen?

The old man looked at Fang Yi with fear, thinking back to everything that had just happened, but nodded: "This is a magic object, used to gather souls, so the old man is dead?"

Fang Yi rubbed his nose: "Not yet, you can live for a while without the Hongmeng Qi Mass, but how long you can live, it's not necessarily." (To be continued.) )