[New Year's Day is coming, I wish you brothers and sisters, happy holidays, and happiness for the whole family. Wishing you and your loved ones a new year of joy, happiness, peace, prosperity, and beauty.

In the last days of 2010, Sanshui walked with you. Thank you for your support during this time! Thanks! In the new year, Sanshui still hopes to walk with you - this is my luck! 】

The beautiful slave girl in the luxurious house of the captain slaughtered her life in vain, but under the swing of her master's sharp blade, she died unwillingly; Zhao Yang, the general of the Troubled Wind King's tent, was enslaved by the Troubled Wind King, and his life and death were placed in the master's thoughts, and he was pinched and crushed by the true spirit seal, and turned to ashes in fear; Wang Jing, the captain of Pingdong under the command of the King of Flower Horses, pinned his extravagant hopes for survival on the grace of the 'King of Troubled Winds', but was mercilessly bombarded into pulp by Fang Xing, and became a foolish ghost, until his death was unknown;

The bones under the loess altar, the mountain-like wreckage in the village...... Scenes flashed through the bottom of his heart, and Fang Xing's thoughts were vast and full of thoughts at this moment.

Fang Xing secretly said to himself in his heart - "I want to control my own destiny!" No one can dominate me! I will be king to myself! ”

At this moment, he was not frightened, worried, happy or sad, only a breath of majestic breath swirled and nurtured, implicit but not revealed, ready to go.

Zhang Fu's screams were higher than the other. The magic weapon given by the bloody murderer was once his talisman treasure, a first-class weapon for him to kill the enemy and save his life, but now it has turned into a fierce beast that wants to take his life. After getting Zhang Fu's natal essence blood again, this blood crystal head seemed to come to life, not only forcibly scraping Zhang Fu's true qi, but also never letting go of his flesh and blood. Zhang Fu first yelled in grief and indignation, but in the end, his flesh and blood were swept away by the evil weapon in his hand, and he could only let out a low moan that made people sore his teeth.

The blood-colored halo on the blood crystal's skull shone again, and with a soft sound of 'pop', Zhang Fu, who had been sucked dry, turned into ashes and left. The screaming came to an abrupt end.

The blood qi was rich, with a sinister ghost qi, blending with the overflowing spirit and soul blood in the sky, and a gust of yin wind was born in the flat ground, competing with Fang Xing for the spirit and blood qi of this blood sacrifice.

Fang Xing had already received the help of these living sacrifice souls before, and he used two mouthfuls of pure innate tiger roaring energy, killing the confused ghost Wang Jing with one blow, and Zhang Fu with the other blow on the spot, which can be said to have gained a lot. Therefore, at this time, how could Fang Xing allow this strange magic weapon to snatch food from his tiger's mouth? Fang Xing saw this strange situation from afar, so he didn't wait for it to change more, and immediately urged the innate tiger roaring energy.

The golden light swept down, and the power was all out. The thick blood qi was suddenly empty.

Fang Xing succeeded in one blow, and after beating the evil qi magic weapon to languish, he didn't wait and see, and once again tried his best to absorb the essence and blood qi. Tonight, hundreds of people in this village have died under butcher's knives. Part of the spirit blood qi obtained from the living sacrifice dissipated with the wind, and part of it had been passed away by the blood sacrifice array diagram before Fang Xing arrived, and most of the remaining essence blood qi at the moment had gradually become thinner after being extracted by Fang Xing three times. Fang Xing extracted the essence soul blood qi this time to transform the innate tiger roaring energy, and those who were contaminated with the evil ghost qi would inevitably surge over.

As soon as these spirit blood qi approached Fang Xing, they were dissipated by the innate tiger roaring energy that was constantly running in his soul, and the help of replenishing qi was still there. But Fang Xing could vaguely feel the difference of those yin and evil qi.

After the yin evil contained in the spirit and blood qi was absorbed by him, it was like pouring a basin of ice water from the head, and Fang Xing's soul brushed it, and it actually gave birth to a sense of yin and cold. Fang Xing was cold at first, and then he was shocked, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that this Yin and Yin Qi is still an extremely nourishing thing, even more nourishing than the power of these spirit blood qi. It turned out that after these yin qi were absorbed by him, they automatically seeped into his soul bit by bit.

Fang Xingxi's spirit and blood qi were obtained from the blood sacrifice of living people, so they were only used as the source power of the innate tiger roaring energy, rather than nourishing the soul. At present, after this bit of yin and evil qi poured in, he took the initiative to nourish his Fang Xing's soul. It's only a small amount, but it's enough to be of such use! This made Fang Xing's gaze staring at the blood crystal head with more eagerness. At this moment, the Blood Crystal Head was not only an evil thing to be destroyed in his eyes, but also a piece of fat that could satisfy hunger.

"Innate Tiger Roaring Strength!" Fang Xing inhaled and exhaled.

In the small village, the flowing spirit and blood are empty.

- The Tiger Roars!

The blood light on the Blood Crystal's skull was dim and crumbling.

"Innate Tiger Roaring Strength!" Fang Xing drank again.

On the loess altar, the white-fronted tiger law phase beats, and the wrong golden tiger charm responds to the promise.

- Dragon's Breath!

Under the innate tiger roaring energy, all those who should be attacked are destroyed, and those who are worth its edge are broken, who can resist it?

No matter how weird the aura of the blood crystal skull is, how prominent the prestige of the Blood Slaughter Venerable. At this moment, all of them came to naught with Fang Xing's two innate tiger roaring energy.

'Boom! With a loud bang, the blood crystal skull burst open. Fourth, the chill is sparkling! A large stream of yin and evil qi floated out, and Fang Xing rushed down and devoured them one by one.

With the last breath of yin qi, after being absorbed by Fang Xing, his soul suddenly changed. The original hazy golden mist has gradually become a sense of shape. The Yin Qi washed over and over again Fang Xing's soul, and the pleasure it brought was very similar to what Fang Wu Qi Refining Codex said about refining the Yin God. While Fang Xing was surprised, he also used the method of innate tiger roaring energy to cultivate silently.

After the last wisp of cold feeling was also dissolved, Fang Xing's soul appearance had changed greatly, although it was still faceless, and his body was of average thickness, but the appearance of his limbs and torso had gradually taken shape.

Fang Xing's heart moved, and he carried the momentum of the tiger ambushing, and his body swelled violently. It turned him into a strange figure with a height of eight feet, a waist circumference of eight feet, short legs, thick hands, no head, and no face.

Flying in the sky, Fang Xing is happy in it, and his heart is full of joy. It's just a pity that these yin qi are still too thin, even if they are all sucked away by Fang Xing, it is not enough for him to condense into a yin god.

Fang Xing secretly wondered in his heart, "Could it be that treasures like magic weapons are still of such use to me?" This blood crystal head is like this, but I don't know that in the four chains of the zombie Zhao Yang, there is this kind of yin and evil qi for me to condense the yin god? ”

There are many benefits to the first manifestation of the Yin God, not only can you use the Yin God to cast various spells, but also the spiritual consciousness gushes out. With spiritual sense, you can use the magic weapon to defend against the enemy. Tonight, Fang Xing urged a breath of innate tiger roar energy not to go against him, and the only two things that could slightly stop him from being wanton were those two magic weapons.

Thinking of the wonders of being able to use magic weapons when he stepped into the third heaven of qi refining, Fang Xing's heart suddenly moved, and he was about to fly away in order to find the four chains. His fat figure rose from the ground, and the whirlwind it brought out tempted the flames on the houses in the village to sway. When Fang Xing saw it, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, and lowered it again.

The progress of his personal cultivation almost made him forget the big thing in front of him. At this moment, the horse thieves who had killed innocent villagers in the village had been blasted into pulp by him one by one. At the place of the battle, the ground was full of broken bones and flesh, and dirty blood was flowing everywhere. The mud in the village was bombarded by the roar of the innate tiger, and there were potholes everywhere. It was impossible to distinguish which was the blood of the villagers and which was the blood of the executioner, and the corpses of the killed and murderers were all scattered all over the place.

Seeing such a miserable scene all around, Fang Xing stood in the firelight and sighed again. His anger at the slaughter of innocent people made him break through the barrier between him and this world. It is difficult to describe the wonder of the insights he has gained in words, and he can only say: "I have benefited a lot, I have benefited a lot!" ”

At this time, Fang Xing saw the formation in the center of the Blood Sacrifice again, and under the nourishment of blood, it became more and more demonic. It had only been a few days since Fang Xing stepped into the Qi Refining Dao, and he knew very little about anything except the inheritance method of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture". Right now, the horse thieves who knew the methods used in the formation diagram had all been killed by Fang Xing, and he had no way of knowing the subtleties of the formation.

Fang Xing stared at the formation of this blood sacrifice for a long time, but he didn't see the reason, and he couldn't help but be discouraged, sighing at his ignorance. Fang Xing also knew that he would be able to meet ghosts and kill people tonight, and he was so unscrupulous, all by relying on that pure innate tiger roaring energy. If there is no mistake in the Golden Tiger Fu and the help of hundreds of unjust souls in this village, the innate tiger roaring strength is insufficient, how can he be so majestic?

This Blood Sacrifice Array gathers the essence and blood qi, which is of great benefit to Fang Xing, and he can't give it up. For this reason, Fang Xing insisted on memorizing the outline of this array. He thought to himself: "I won't do the blood sacrifice of the living, but at a critical juncture, I bought hundreds of miscellaneous animals to kill, and used this array to gather the spirit and blood into a single force, which is also a great help for me!" When I get back, I will look up the scriptures at home and find out the mysteries! ”

After making up his mind, Fang Xing looked at the scenery again, and it was a new sense. He blew the wind and flew around the whole village, bringing up waves of air that swirled tongues of fire, igniting the large and small houses and miscellaneous objects in the village one by one. Watching the flames swirl and hover, like a bloody gluttony devouring everything, Fang Xing had a trace of sadness flashing in his heart - everything in this village would gradually burn out, crumble, and turn into ashes.

Fang Xing's gaze fell on the grass skirt mud puppet, which was about to be swept and swallowed by tongues of fire. He seemed to have heard the crackling of the tongue of fire roasting flesh. Fang Xing said silently in his heart: "Your death woke me up, and I have avenged you for this!" Rest in peace, cast a good baby in the next life, do not seek wealth and glory, but seek to live a peaceful life! ”

However, in the midst of the flames flying and the smoke billowing out, Fang Xing rose into the sky. He set up a strong wind and roared away, leaving behind all the emotions that were flooding his heart, and there was only a resolute intention left in his heart.

The dead are gone, and the living should think. Life is like a wide and long road, Fang Xing still has a long road to explore one by one, everything now, let it go with the wind!

"I'm going to fly higher, fly higher, dance like a storm and break free from my arms! I'm going to fly higher, fly higher, my wings roll up and the storm roars! Fly higher! ”

At some point, a familiar and unfamiliar tune sounded in his heart.