As if he had returned to the past—the kind of days when he was imprisoned in the long river of secluded years—Fang Xing only felt dead silence all around, leaving only the purest darkness, but this was not his spiritual state of mind, he was just trapped by the Xuanming Divine Light, imprisoned in his own soul. It was only then that he realized that the original color of the Xuan Ming Divine Light obtained from the Eagle Ancestor still had its own spirituality. Right now, it's playing tricks and imprisoning itself.

Fang Xing didn't know that the difference between the Xuanming Divine Light and the method of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture" was that the Xuanming Divine Light itself was a one-color innate divine light that the Vulture Ancestor found from a different scripture, and it was the most violent and rebellious. Even the Vulture Ancestor spent more than a hundred years refining it into a magical power of his own body. Its wonders are even far superior to the vast majority of the [Upper Three Grades] supernatural powers in the Nine Grades of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Fang Xing, who didn't know what was going on, swallowed it in one gulp, and the Xuanming Divine Light didn't fight back on the spot, it was already because of Fang Xing's deep fortune.

When Fang Xing embarked on the path of Qi refining and cultivation, the Xuanming Divine Light also gained a lot of nourishment as Fang Xing swallowed the aura of heaven and earth. At that time, after a slight recovery, the Xuanming Divine Light instinctively attacked, and used the power of the Divine Guardian to hook Fang Xinglai. But after all, in Fang Xing's Lingtai state of mind, he was deeply injured, and he barely made a mistake, and then he hibernate again. Although Fang Xing was a little wary of it at that time, he still didn't expect that the Xuan Ming Divine Light would be so supernatural. When Fang Xing's soul rode the wind to the nine heavens, the Xuan Ming Divine Light was even more blessed to rob a lot of the nourishment of the power of the moon, and immediately returned to his previous nature, not caring about Fang Xing's master.

Therefore, when Fang Xing used the technique of [Wang Hu Latent] to cover up his traces and isolate the power of Yuehua, the Xuan Ming Divine Light would suddenly attack, ruining Fang Xing's good deeds. If it weren't for the Xuanming Divine Light that was still thinking about the nourishment of the power of the moon at that time, and didn't make a big move, I'm afraid that the true side of Fang Xing's soul would have been exposed.

And when Fang Xing wanted to ride the wind and escape, the Xuanying Divine Light, which coveted Fang Wu's natal essence blood, broke out again. It was inevitable to obtain this great supplement, and this time it even forcibly suppressed and imprisoned Fang Xing's mind, directly capturing Fang Xing's soul and killing it, wanting to monopolize the natal essence blood of the master of the fourth heaven of qi refining and the yin and yang intermingling period.

Now, after the Xuan Ming Divine Light devoured a drop of natal essence blood, it still seemed that it was still not satisfied. So, it turned into a gray cloud again, floating in the void more than ten feet high, looking at Fang Wu below. Fang Xing could feel that it was hesitating, it was calculating, it seemed to have a desire to dive and kill it, and take Fang Wuyi's essence and blood for his own use.

This kind of wanton and reckless self-use, greedy and insatiable behavior that disregarded Fang Xing's own will made Fang Xing feel a sense of anger.

- "I am your master, how can you control my freedom!" ”

Fang Xing's mind turned into a giant standing up to the heavens and the earth in this dark prison, and in the darkness, he yelled at the darkness around him, trying his best to resist the attempt of the Xuan Ming Divine Light to forcibly touch his own will. However, he didn't expect that this angry cry seemed to light a bright light.

In the darkness, a fierce golden light lit up, and a white-fronted tiger with brocade feathers the size of a small elephant rushed into this darkness with a terrifying roar and dazzling firelight - at this critical juncture, the "Innate Tiger Fu Zhenwen Sutra" responded to the call of his master, and it had already stored spirituality, transformed the aura, and gave birth to a white-fronted tiger law to fight against the Xuanming Divine Light.

"The Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture" is worthy of being on the fourth grade, which can make people reach the sixth heaven of [Three Days of Channeling]'s Qi Refining Technique! The white-fronted tiger pounced on the tiger, retreated from the black scenes, and was invincible for a while. When Fang Xing saw it, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and automatically greeted him. With a tiger roar, the fierce tiger law phase jumped up, and once again turned into the bronze tiger talisman with wrong gold and jade inlaid in mid-air, and fell into Fang Xing's hand to shine. Only at this moment, Fang Xing once again found his 'body', and then, he felt that with a loud 'boom', his 'whole body' trembled uncontrollably. In this instant, the control of the Xuan Ying Divine Light over him has been completely stripped away.

"You don't want to control me!" Fang Xing, who had regained his freedom, loudly proclaimed to the Xuanming Divine Light, and then he felt the darkness around him retreat. At that moment, the external strength and internal strength displayed by the Xuan Ming Divine Light were grasped by Fang Xing. Fang Xing still remembered that earlier, he had used the seven-colored treasure light to inflict a heavy blow on the Xuanming Divine Light in the Lingtai state of mind, this memory boosted Fang Xing's fighting spirit, and the strong hunger shown by the Xuanming Divine Light also made Fang Xing even more confident, he concluded: "The Xuanming Divine Light is the time of weakness, and now is a good opportunity to subdue him!" ”

Previously, the rescue of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Wenjing" brought hope to Fang Xing. Now, Fang Xing tried to summon the seven-colored treasure light that had helped him kill the Vulture Ancestor, but there was no response, Fang Xing was a little disappointed, and he could only pin his hopes on the utility of the Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture.

"Obey me!" Fang Xing raised his fist again and shouted loudly, and the tiger talisman in his palm also ignited a raging flame, and Fang Xing's right hand was like a fist of flames, dispersing the black shadows around with the trajectory of the dance.

Xuanming Shenguang was a little hesitant, its innate spirituality made it innate with a predator-like cunning. It was able to realize the power of the Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture and Fang Xing combined. Facing Fang Xing, who was as powerful as a god descending from heaven at this moment, the heavy damage he had received before made him hesitate a little.

"You must obey me!" With the help of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture", Fang Xing went one step further and turned to persecute the Xuanming Divine Light. However, at the moment when the Xuanming Divine Light was about to lie dormant again, there were blood flowers bursting in the outside world, and the strong smell of blood could even smell Fang Xing who was trapped in the prison.

Feeling the black shadows around him, Fang Xing couldn't help but be ruthless: "Fang Wu, that bastard, what does he want to do?" During this time, Fang Xing already knew that Fang Wu didn't mean anything to do to him. But he hadn't yet understood why Fang Wu had wasted his essence and blood.

Similarly, Fang Wu didn't know that if it weren't for Fang Xing's desperate resistance, he would be targeted by one of the most greedy and dangerous predators. Now, he just saw that after Fang Xing's soul was nourished by that drop of natal essence blood, there was also a trace of purple and black blood shining in the original gray and bleak clouds, and it seemed that Fang Xing's breath had also added a bit of vitality.

"Fang Xing is still saved!"

Biting, Fang Wu jumped up again. He rushed high into the night sky, and when he appeared three feet above Fang Xing's soul, he suddenly used his hand as a knife, and he used his fingernails to cut a short and short wound on his wrist, and at the same time, the muscles on his arm squirmed, and under his pressure, the thick blood burst drop after drop, turning into blood mist and drifting down.

One, two, three...... A total of seventy-two drops of blood flowed out, and then exploded into a mass of blood flowers that fell on Fang Xing's soul, like drops of ink dripping into a pool of clear water, and were quickly washed away and diluted, without a trace, without a trace.

Fang Wu couldn't believe his eyes, "How is this possible?" If a drop of my natal essence blood goes down, he can snatch it back as long as he has one breath left! Now that a full seventy-two drops of blood-filled true blood have been added, why is it useless at all? ”

As time passed, the gray aura in Fang Xing's soul became heavier and heavier, and the aura revealed became weaker and weaker, Fang Wu's heart was extremely anxious, "Why Da Lang and the elder of the Xinyi clan haven't come over yet?" ”

At this time, another gust of night wind blew, and the gray clouds that Fang Xing's soul had turned into rippled slightly in the air, as if another gust of wind would blow and it would disperse. Seeing this, Fang Wu sighed, his desolate breath overflowed in his chest, as a subordinate of the Fang family, he could only be loyal to the end. So, he was ruthless, and with a pain in his tongue, another drop of natal essence blood was forced out by him, turning into a bewitching blood flower and flying out......

At this moment, the Xuanming Divine Light was a shark that smelled blood, and after the instinct to absorb blood qi emerged, it could no longer be suppressed. Its thirst for blood outweighs its fear of revival. "I want to eat!" This most primitive instinct made the Xuan Ming Divine Light instantly turn into a heavy black shadow and pressed towards Fang Xing.

Fang Xing was also undaunted, waved his fist, and fought with it.

This contest of wills, which is purely a contest of will, kicked off in Fang Xing's soul. This seems to be a copy of the battle of the Eagle Ancestor that day, although Fang Xing is the master of the soul, but his strength is shallow, fortunately, he has already exhausted the essence and mystery of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture", and at this moment, he will not fall behind when fighting with the Xuan Ming Divine Light. I saw him waving the tiger talisman in his hand, breaking through the black curtain and driving away the black shadow of the Xuanming Divine Light far away. The tiger talisman in his right hand continued to convey bursts of warmth to him, dispelling the biting cold brought by the Xuanming Divine Light.

As the battle progressed, Fang Xing could feel his sense of his own soul getting stronger and stronger. The desire to see the light of day again made him more and more courageous, and the tiger talisman in his hand once again transformed into a white-fronted tiger law to help him hit the Xuanming Divine Light.

Seeing that the prison where the Xuanming Divine Light separated Fang Xing's mind and soul was about to collapse, but at this time, the edge of the prison seemed to be dyed with red glow, and a thick bloody aura came, and the Xuanming Divine Light once again obtained a drop of natal essence blood belonging to the fourth heaven of qi refining and the martial artist of the Yin and Yang Interaction Period. For a moment, the aura of the Xuan Ming Divine Light suddenly swelled up, and black wind, black mist, black light, and black shadows poured out endlessly, surrounding Fang Xing and the white-fronted tiger law.