"Just these things, and you still want to blind my heart?"

Fang Yuan shook his head slightly, and swept away all these things, and all external emotions were extinguished.

After doing all this, Fang Yuan looked at the Creation Golden Pill, silently operating his spirituality, resisting the scorching of red dust and fireworks.

After a long time, in Fang Yuan's dantian qi sea, the Creation Golden Pill slowly operated, and the red dust and fireworks gradually faded and finally dissipated.

He survived another calamity.

At this time, he had already cultivated to the double level of Jindan.

With a slight movement of thoughts, Fang Yuan silently sensed his own Creation Golden Pill and the spirituality contained in it.

After the scorching of red dust and fireworks, although the spirituality is somewhat damaged, the changes are great.

At this moment, the spirituality contained in it was even more subtle, and it even gave Fang Yuan a sense of heartbeat.

It's as if there is a kind of life in spirituality.

"Jin Dan is double, you can start calculating the next chance."

With his thoughts turning, Fang Yuan got up and moved his body, his eyes looking at the small city.

Half a year has passed, and human slaughter has gradually risen, even affecting this remote town.

But now, there is nothing major in this city, but the price of food and materials in the city has increased a lot.

Fang Yuan shook his head slightly, and began to calculate the chance.

"The latest opportunity, half a year later..."

"Half a year later, someone fished and got a white fish, and got the trick from the belly of the fish."

"White Fish..."

The thought flickered, and Fang Yuan continued to calculate, estimating the whereabouts of this white fish.

"It's in the middle of the river nearby..."

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan immediately harnessed the light and came to the heart of the river near the small city.

The river was surging, rolling eastward, Fang Yuan stopped in the air, looked at the river below, his heart moved, a transparent handprint flew out of his body, and then it rose in the wind.

Tongming's big hand swelled instantly, and in an instant, it became a giant hand the size of a mile.

The next moment, a huge handprint that no one could see probed down and fished out into the river.

Bang la blah.

After a sound, countless fish and shrimp were scooped up by transparent hands and presented on the surface of the river.

When a fisherman saw this scene, he knelt down and bowed down again and again, thinking that it was the dragon king's trip.

Fang Yuan ignored the few fishermen who discovered this scene, looked at the many fish and shrimp, and found the one he wanted.

"That's you."

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and ingested the white fish into his hand, then broke open the fish's belly and took out a strange roll of paper.

"Take your chance, and this will compensate you for a better chance."

The thought flashed, and Fang Yuan condensed a spirit rune that was like a substance, and put it into the belly of the fish.

After doing all this, Fang Yuan released the clear light in his hand, recovered the white fish's injury, and immediately threw it back into the river water.

"It's coming, the thunderstorm is coming."

Fang Yuan calculated and got an answer that he was very satisfied with.

Although he put a better exercise in the belly of the fish, he couldn't eliminate the Heavenly Machine's backlash, because the man's destined exercise was intercepted by him, and even if he put in a new exercise, it wouldn't make the Heavenly Machine's backlash dissipate.

With his thoughts spinning, Fang Yuan returned to the small city, quietly waiting for the arrival of the thunderstorm.

Another half a year has passed.

At this moment, a panicked atmosphere gradually rose in the small city.

Prices are skyrocketing, and people are panicking.

Because of this world, it is becoming more and more chaotic, there are wars almost everywhere, and the people of Li are miserable.

In the small courtyard where Fang Yuan lived, it was still a peaceful scene.

Because he was always elusive, and with the influence of spells, the neighbors around him didn't notice that there was such a person, so that he was undisturbed and settled quietly.

In the small courtyard, under the peach blossom tree, Fang Yuan sat down cross-legged, waiting for the moment when the thunderstorm came.

In his calculations, the day of the thunderstorm is today.

"Surviving this thunder tribulation, it is the realm of Jindan's triple consummation."

"When you reach this realm, you can try to break through to the Yuanying realm."

Thoughts flickered, Fang Yuan watched the peach blossoms fall above his head and fall on his body, slowly closing his eyes.

Bang.

A muffled thunder suddenly came from the distant sky and reached Fang Yuan's ears.

"Boom!"

A heavy explosion sounded in Fang Yuan's heart, and within the sea of dantian qi, the Creation Jin Dan suddenly shook, and his spirituality couldn't help but tremble.

"Breaking the thunder." The information of this thunder sound appeared in Fang Yuan's mind.

The next moment, the thunder sounded again.

The muffled thunder in the ears of ordinary people, at this moment in Fang Yuan's ears, was a series of divine thunders that exploded one after another, continuously bombarding his heart.

His mind shook, Jin Dan trembled, and his spirituality faintly had a tendency to be unbearable.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and used his mind to sit and forget, using his mana to stabilize his mind.

He knew that as long as he didn't mess with himself, the power of these calamities, though powerful, would not be able to kill him.

The roar continued to sound, and Fang Yuan clung to his mind and endured it silently.

After a long time, the thunderstorm slowly faded, and the distant sky no longer sounded with a roar.

Fang Yuan let out a long breath, his mind sank, and he stared at his own Creation Golden Pill.

After experiencing the baptism of thunderstorms, the aura of the Jindan of Creation became stronger and more complete.

An eternally sturdy, flawless aura filled the entire dantian qi sea.

In the deep spirituality of Jindan, this moment also brought Fang Yuan a new feeling.

In his perception, the spirituality at this moment seems to contain endless vitality, like a heartbeat, beating slowly.

"As long as the vitality in the spirit is completely stimulated, you can break through the realm and achieve the primordial baby."

However, this step, Fang Yuan had already sensed, it was extremely difficult to walk.

Even though his spirituality is sufficient, his background is difficult to support him to cultivate into a Creation Yuan Infant.

If he condenses the ordinary Beidou Yuanying, he still has no pressure, but if he wants to condense the Creation Yuanying, the foundation at this moment is still a little worse.

The thought moved slightly, and Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, it is already night, and in the night sky, countless stars exude brilliant brilliance, and a Milky Way hangs in the night.

A noisy voice came from outside the small courtyard, and Fang Yuan listened for a moment before knowing the cause and effect.

It turned out that it was when he crossed the catastrophe, and the continuous muffled thunder made everyone in the small city panic, and he was burning incense and praying for blessings at the moment, hoping that God would calm his anger and not condemn him.

Fang Yuan shook his head slightly, and when he was about to get up, he saw the stars in the night sky suddenly light up, and wisps of starlight hung down.

"Huh? The battle for the dragon in the world has begun, the dragon and snake have landed, and the stars have responded. ”

Fang Yuan pinched his fingers and knew the specific reason.

"The Seven Killing Stars have also descended to the starlight, and the Seven Killing Personality has also been born at this moment."

At this point, Fang Yuan took a deep breath.

In his mind, a series of magic information flashed through his mind in an instant.

"Killing Method, Fortune Snatching Technique..."