"Reality is like a shackle that binds me and I can't break free...... I'm going to fly higher...... Fly higher! ”

Fang Xing's heart was so full of excitement that he didn't even hesitate at all, he sang in his mouth, his soul controlled the wind, turned into a golden rainbow, and the wind was galloping, and in an instant, he threw the small village that was full of fire several miles away.

Fang Xing's soul first swallowed the remnant soul of the Vulture Ancestor, and then it was nourished by Fang Wu's two drops of natal essence blood, and now he had the Yin Qi in the Blood Crystal Skull to refine it, which was much richer than the monks in the Fourth Heaven of Ordinary Qi Refining and the Yin and Yang Interaction Period. If it weren't for the fact that he was a human being in two lives, thoughtful, and after flying away, he used Wang Hu's latent momentum to conceal his breath, with his momentum of running rampant in the sky, I am afraid that ordinary people from hundreds of miles away would be able to detect it clearly!

It is also thanks to his clear heart, and he has a deep memory of the terrain and physiognomy along the way, and after a few laps in the air, he really found the old way he came. However, it's a pity that Fang Xing's realm has not yet arrived, and he has not yet been able to give birth to soul consciousness and transform into a yin god, otherwise, he would have been able to resist the sword at this moment. Flying through the air with spiritual consciousness is much faster than the soul to resist the wind and break through the sky!

From the place of the blood sacrifice, he hurried into the mountains; From the mountains, to the nameless knoll; These dozens of miles, even if Fang Xing rode quickly in the air, it would take him a quarter of an hour. When he arrived at the old war site again, he found that someone had already climbed the barren hill.

Fang Xingshang was a mile away, and he saw a black light floating on the hill from a distance. The mana contained in it triggered a vortex around the black light, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his body. This amazing momentum can even be clearly perceived by Fang Xing, who is more than a mile away.

"It seems that there is a person who should not be taken lightly, I don't know if the King of the Storm is here in person, or which general under the King of the Storm is coming?" Fang Xing said secretly in his heart. He restrained his breath with all his might, hid his figure, and slowly floated over.

At this time, he saw that on the hill, which was only a few hundred zhang in radius, there were still more than a dozen black shadows busy. Fang Xing slowly approached, and saw in the air that those black shadows were zombies with stiff limbs and green hair. Right now, these ghosts are working hard to clear the rocks and huge pits on the hills. And the black light was emitted by another [Harmony] hairless zombie sitting on the ground. I saw that this ghost thing, except for the bronze color all over its body, the absence of [harmony] hair all over its body, and the green ghost fire in its eye sockets that did not go out, it was no different from ordinary people. Right now, this hairy corpse without [harmony] seems to be meditating, and on his knees and wrists, four chains are impressively visible, which is the treasure of Zhao Yang in the past.

Fang Xing saw this zombie with a treasure bottle seal in both hands, a rich black mist in his mouth, and the black mist that spewed out rushed to the chain in his arms, and then turned into bursts of black light and rushed up, gathering in the air, like a black pillar of light. This style is not a little less than the seven acquired grandmasters in the Fang Xing family.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing couldn't help but be slightly taken aback in his heart, and secretly wondered: "Could it be that this copper-colored zombie can be compared to several clan elders in the family?" If that's the case, then the treasure hunt will have to be discussed again! ”

After all, it was Fang Xing's shallow knowledge and he didn't know the corpse cultivation realm, so he was shocked in his heart, the soul aura that was hidden by Wang Hu's latent momentum couldn't help but escape the slightest.

The copper-colored zombie spotted the slightest strange aura suddenly flashing in the sky and disappeared, and immediately put away his meditation and cultivation, stood up, and screamed at the void croaking ghost. The two ghost fire eyes couldn't help but sweep past Fang Xing's hiding place, and the dead flesh on a zombie's face actually showed a bit of surprise.

Fang Xing saw it, and his keen sensing ability to this zombie was another surprise. But this time, he had calmed down, no more fuss, and no trace of breath leaked out.

However, such a powerful performance of this zombie made Fang Xing a little suspicious of the idea of raiding and killing this ghost. In a breath, he thought about it a lot, and finally planned to wait and see if he could find the flaws in this zombie.

Therefore, Fang Xing was surrounded by a lot of hidden qi and slowly rose with the air current, intending to avoid the edge first. However, Fang Xing didn't know that the powerful ghost thing was also surprised at this time, and it was cloudy and sunny!

It turned out that this bronze zombie was not the Troubled Wind Emperor who was called the king on the Troubled Wind Gang, but a four-hundred-year-old zombie named Black Ghost. Previously, this black ghost was also serving as a guard under the tent of the King of Troubled Winds. As a result, the King of Turbulent Wind saw that the fake 'Zuo Lingxiao' was really powerful with a tiger roar, so he personally appointed him as the general of Huwei and led a few soldiers to clean up the mess in the ancient mound hills.

This black ghost, who has been practicing the Corpse Dao for more than 400 years, has reached the realm of the bronze corpse in the corpse Dao cultivation, compared to Zhao Yang, who is only an iron corpse, but it is more than eighty percent more powerful. It just so happened that he had coveted the magic weapon that Zhao Yang had refined by luck for a long time, and after receiving the royal order of the King of Troubled Winds, he came happily.

Zhao Yang's fiasco and death had no deterrent power for the black ghost. Although he did not dare to refrain from the cautious plan of the King of Troubled Winds, he was always a little dismissive. When he found the four chain magic weapons left by Zhao Yang near the ancient mound hills, he forgot all about the enemy. The four iron locks that Zhao Yang refined with body hair and evil iron are of good quality, and they are rare magic weapons for corpse cultivation, and the black ghosts have coveted them for a long time, and now they are easy to get their hands on, and he is very happy that he casually ordered his subordinate zombies to dig stones and fill the pits, and after restoring the ancient mound to its old appearance, he crossed his legs and settled down, refining this new treasure regardless of asking.

Although there are many light enemies, the black ghost is still an old monster who has gone through four hundred years of wind and rain after all, Fang Xing was careless for a while, and the slightest revelation of the soul aura in the air aroused his suspicions. However, Fang Xing's Wang Hu's latent potential was too skillful in his use. Just turned around, and he concealed the breath of his body without leaking at all. At this moment, Ren Wu Ghost stared at a pair of ghost eyes and looked hard for a while, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

If they can't step into the realm of the silver corpse flying into the sky, then the means of opposing the enemy will be single after all. Those four chains, the black ghost has only spent a lot of effort refining for a while, but it has not been completely refined for his own use. Now, if it is used, it will be wasted, and the black ghost is somewhat reluctant to do this, so he croaks and screams, so that these zombies under his command pick up the stone and keep throwing it at the place where the breath is first revealed.

These green-haired zombies under the black ghost, although they lack sanity, they are infinitely powerful, and it is just right to act as coolies. And he stared at a pair of big eyes, staring at it vigilantly, the magic weapon in his hand was ready to be fired, as long as the slightest inappropriate part of the heaven and earth qi machine in that place was revealed, he would give up his heart and soul and cast a thunderous blow......

Fang Xing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw stones the size of a goose egg, densely shooting at the position he was in before, and then sighed secretly, and said in his heart: "This zombie is alert, but I haven't been discovered yet, which means that there is still a chance." ”

So, Fang Xing quietly observed for a while.

The bronze corpse cried out that he was tired and began to meditate again; The green-haired zombies no longer threw rocks, and began to move earth and rocks again; However, Fang Xing turned a blind eye and was unmoved—how could he not see through this kind of deception? Sure enough, after a while, the bronze corpse broke out again, and he personally led his subordinates to throw stones at the old place, but the result was still in vain.

Again and again, Fang Xing and this wise and cunning bronze corpse fought patiently for half an hour, and in front of Fang Xing's immobility, the copper-colored zombie was defeated after all.

The black ghost was discouraged, and the temptation was long and fruitless, and this result made him only think that it was his own suspicion. So, after gathering the green-haired zombies on the hills of the ancient mound together and ordering them to protect him, the black ghost once again concentrated on refining the magic weapon in his hand.

Fang Xing saw it and smiled slightly-he still grabbed the opportunity of this hand. Next, it's time for him to take the initiative. After pressing for a moment, Fang Xing slowly descended with the breeze. When he was more than fifty feet above the ground, he stopped his body, covered his breath, and quietly looked at this strong enemy at his feet.

After a few glances, a big stone in Fang Xing's heart also fell to the ground, the aura of this zombie seemed to be thick and vast, but it was still far worse than the clan elders in the family. Among the characters that Fang Xing saw, this zombie was slightly stronger than Fang Laifu, slightly comparable to Fang Wu, but compared to Fang Chuanwu, Fang Xinyi and others, it was too far behind.

Fang Xing's heart was a little calm, and he secretly thought: "Even if it is a spiritual person in a family like Liu Mingyang, he was attacked by my innate tiger roaring energy, and it was difficult to escape defeat under his control." What's more, at this moment, my cultivation has skyrocketed, and I have successfully entered the second heaven of qi refining, and I have studied the innate inheritance deeply. With the three innate essence mysteries of Wang Tiger lurking, tiger ambushing, and innate tiger roaring energy, I should not have a problem dealing with this ghost with a three-pronged approach. The only thing to worry about is how to replenish the spirit and blood. ”

Fang Xing also had some thoughts about this after continuously ingesting the essence blood qi. In terms of all the spirit and blood qi of the wrong golden tiger talisman, a hundred pieces of the spirit and blood qi provided by the Jian Ma for him were enough to enable him to urge the formation of the innate tiger roaring energy within a few breaths; The spirit and blood of the strong sheep are two hundred parts; For adults, one hundred and fifty servings are needed.

None of this is a big deal, though. Fang Xing knew that among the wrong Golden Tiger Talisman right now, there were about sixteen,000 copies of the Essence Soul Blood Qi obtained from the blood sacrifice of a living person. If all of them were for him to exert his innate tiger roaring energy, it would be enough to run it more than a hundred times - this kind of power was within his reach, not to mention the dozen or so zombies below, he was as powerful as the clan elder in the family, and Fang Xing was also confident to kill them.

However, the consumption of thousands of miles away is too terrifying. Jian Ma and adults have such a relatively strong soul and blood, and it is a fluke that one out of ten can become his income. And the spirit and blood of the strong sheep are slightly weaker, and one out of twenty copies can be reached, which is the blessing of the heavens!

"Do you want to spend so much, Bo this time? If you win, then it will be possible to realize the soul and turn into a Yin God, and you will be able to move with a sword......" Fang Xing thought in his heart.