When the golden silk is formed, this time the spirit shaping can be regarded as a success, and the next thing Fang Wang wants to do is to consolidate the cultivation.

When the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, Fang Wang was still standing on the bridge, closing his eyes to consolidate his cultivation, the new treasure spirit above his head was already as high as a thousand zhang, and even the spiritual mist of Jian Tianze could not cover it, it writhed violently in the wind, like a living dragon, and it was also a golden dragon with divine light!

Those who woke up from the sword intent of heaven and earth were quickly attracted by the Thousand Zhangjin Aya.

"What's that?"

"Is it a magic weapon? Or is it some kind of magic manifestation? ”

"Wait, it seems to be floating on the head of Fang Wang's senior......"

"Look closely, isn't that the sight of a sculpted spirit?"

"What is the realm of Senior Fang, how can he shape the spirit?"

The monks talked a lot, some were surprised, some were puzzled, until someone put forward the theory of multi-life treasure spirits, which immediately caused an even greater uproar.

Gu Li and Gu Tianxiong stood by the lake, and they were also amazed by the thousand zhang golden silk.

"Such a talent, or a multi-life treasure spirit ......" Gu Tianxiong muttered to himself, his tone complicated.

In the face of the mysterious Qianzhang Jin Aya, anyone will have a feeling of looking up at the immortals.

Gu Li's eyes were full of brilliance, she was not envious, she was only happy and excited for Fang Wang, after breaking through to create such a natal treasure spirit, he would definitely have a better chance of winning against the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect in the future.

The entire Great Qi knew that Fang Wang would definitely go north, judging from all of Fang Wang's achievements, he had never been afraid of strong enemies and dangers, and now he was closed to Jian Tianze, obviously preparing for a decisive battle.

If he wanted to avoid the war, he could go south and leave Daqi.

Meanwhile.

Outside the sword Tianze, a monk came with a sword, and he saw a thousand zhang of golden silk in the sky.

The thousand zhang golden silk emerged from the peaks around Jian Tianze, although it was only partially, the golden light that could be emitted was very eye-catching.

"What's that......" the monk muttered to himself with wide-eyed eyes.

He was a Heavenly Protector Sect monk named Wu Lin, who had come to invite Fang Wang on Shen Buregret's orders.

He slowed down and cautiously flew towards Jian Tianze.

The other side.

Fang Wang was immersed in his own breakthrough, forgetting about foreign objects, and this state lasted for seven days and seven nights.

When he opened his eyes, the surging cultivation began to calm down, and he raised his eyes to look at the two thousand zhang golden silk above his head, his eyes calm.

"Let's call it Shutian Jin Aya."

Fang Wang muttered to himself, setting the name of this treasure spirit, and in an instant, the golden silk of the sky burst out with a brilliant golden light, shining the entire heaven and earth, and the people and spirits of the entire Daqi all saw the sky flash.

Shu Tian Jin Aya quickly burrowed back into Fang Wang's body and disappeared.

The seventh natal spirit has been completed!

Like the Heavenly Palace Halberd, it was created by the Heavenly Palace and contains special powers, and Fang Wang is looking forward to its performance.

He twisted his neck and turned to walk towards the attic.

Xiao Zi, Dugu Wen Soul, and Song Jinyuan immediately greeted him, and Zhao Zhen also floated over, with a look of awe on his face.

Fang Wang caught Xiao Zi who rushed over, rubbed the snake's head, and asked, "How old am I this year?" ”

Xiao Zi raised her head and stared at him, blinking her snake eyes, and said, "Childe, you are already one hundred and sixty-seven years old. ”

Dugu asked the soul's eyelids to beat wildly, he knew that Fang Wang was very young, but when he heard this age, his heart was still shocked.

God is unfair!

Fang Wang looked at Dugu and asked, "Since ancient times, there have been one hundred and sixty-seven-year-old Mahayana?" ”

Dugu asked the soul and smiled bitterly: "As far as I know, no, even if there is, it can't compare to you, although your realm is the Mahayana realm, but the actual strength has surpassed the Nirvana realm." ”

For a genius like Fang Wang, he didn't know how to describe it.

Fang Wang smiled, and he followed the order: "Rest for a day, go north tomorrow, and destroy demons!" ”

Defeat the demons!

He didn't say these four words sonorously, but he had a sense of confidence.

Only he knows that the changes brought to him by breaking through the Mahayana realm can be described as reborn!

Dealing with Wen Li, he is already full of confidence!

After all, over the years, Li Qingsong and Wen Li have fought several times, and Li Qingsong was not directly killed, which shows that although Wen Li is strong, he is not strong enough to easily pinch Li Qingsong to death.

And he thought he could.

"Okay!"

Xiao Zi was suddenly excited, and Dugu asked the soul with a look of anticipation.

Song Jinyuan took this opportunity and said: "Fang Wang, the Heaven Protector Sect sent someone to find you and want to invite you to join the Heaven Protector Sect, he said that Fang Jing and Fang Bai have already joined the Sect, and the Heaven Protector Sect is only temporary, and when the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect is destroyed, it will be disbanded, and it will not bind anyone, do you want to meet?" ”

If it were someone else, he would have helped Fang Wang refuse a long time ago, but when it came to the Heavenly Protector Sect, he felt it was necessary to say it.

When Fang Wang heard the names of Fang Jing and Fang Bai, he immediately nodded and said, "Let him come." ”

"Now?"

"Hmm."

Fang Wang nodded, followed by a jump, he landed on the eaves, stretched his waist, and enjoyed the sun.

Song Jinyuan immediately went to ask for someone.

Soon, Wu Lin of the Heaven Protector Sect came, and he stood in front of the attic, looking up at Fang Wang from the roof.

Fang Wang, dressed in white, stood there, like a heavenly immortal in the mortal world, the crown of the Heavenly Dao Royal Dragon held two spiritual auras, the white clothes fluttered slightly, very dusty, Wu Lin had never seen such a strange man.

"Why did you invite my son-in-law to join the Heavenly Protector Sect, and what do you need my son-in-law to do after joining the sect?"

Xiao Zi leaned on Fang Wang's shoulder and asked.

Wu Lin secretly admired it, worthy of being a Great Qi Sword Saint, and even the snake on his shoulder didn't look simple.

Wu Lin immediately replied with his fists clenched, telling Shen Buregret's command, and at the same time informing him of the role of the Great Qi Technique of Descending Dragon Mountain.

Hearing that the Heaven Protector Sect Master wanted to borrow Fang Wang's luck, Dugu asked the soul and smiled, and Song Jinyuan frowned.

Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "Gather luck to deal with the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect, even if the luck will come back, this also shows that your sect leader is not absolutely sure to deal with the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect, right?" ”

Wu Lin hesitated: "The Heaven Stealing Holy Sect is raging on the continent, and the old demon of Wenli is even more invincible, who can be absolutely sure?" ”

"My son-in-law has it!"

Xiao Zi glared at Wu Lin, very angry.

Fang Wang laughed softly: "Okay, don't blame him for this matter, he just passed the word, go back and tell your sect master, I won't join the sect, I will go directly to the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect and kill Wen Li, maybe you haven't returned to the Heaven Protector Sect, Wen Li has fallen." ”

Wu Lin was stunned.

"By the way, do you know where the lair of the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect is?" Fang Wang remembered something and asked.

Wu Lin shook his head and said: "The whereabouts of the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect are secretive, although the north is full of their strongholds, but no one knows where their base camp is, there was a senior soul search, but the monk had a poisonous spell cast by the Five Holy Monarchs, and he died violently on the spot." ”

When Fang Wang heard this, he smiled and waved his hand, signaling that he could leave.

Song Jinyuan immediately pulled him away, his whole face was black.

No wonder this kid had to wait until he saw Fang Wang to say what he meant, it turned out to be this kind of idea.

Wu Lin wanted to resist, but his cultivation was not as good as Song Jinyuan, and Fang Wang was here, he didn't dare to mess around.

An hour later, Fang Wang found Gu Tianxiong and Gu Li, chatted with them for a while, and explained his intentions.

The father and daughter wanted to follow Fang Wang north, but he refused, because his goal was to steal the lair of the Heavenly Saint Sect.

On the same day, news spread that Fang Wang was going north.

Early the next morning, Fang Wang took Xiao Zi and flew all the way to the north, followed by Dugu Wensoul, and Chu Yin was left by him in Jian Tianze to continue his cultivation.

This time, Fang Wang didn't use Xiao Zi as a mount, because Xiao Zi's speed was not as fast as his.

Dugu asked the soul to follow behind Fang Wang, looked at his back, and secretly sighed: "So neat and neat, it is worthy of the name of the Heavenly Dao." ”

He felt that Fang Wang was concerned about the common people and didn't want to waste more time, which made him admire Fang Wang even more.

There are countless strong people in the world, but there are very few strong people with great righteousness, although the Sword Master is not strong, but he can remember it, which shows how high the personality charm of the Sword Master is.

In the past, he was still a pity for the Sword Saint, if the Sword Saint had the ultimate talent, then the world was lucky, and there would be one more land immortal in the world.

Now it seems that Fang Wang is a sword saint with supreme talent.

Of course, he didn't have the shaft of a Juggernaut.

Dugu Wensoul has a lot of complaints about the attitude of not killing, some people should be killed, killed, but for the benefit of the common people.

……

In the spacious and dark hall, the Heaven Stealing Sect Master Wen Li sat on the ice bed, his hands were constantly exercising, the demonic energy surrounded his body, and the huge eyes exposed on his chest kept turning, looking very weird.

There was still a mysterious ghost shaking in the darkness behind him, huge and terrifying, and still constantly transforming, sometimes running like a man, sometimes running like a beast.

"Your heart is upset, what are you afraid of?"

A cold voice sounded, and it was impossible to distinguish between a man and a woman.

Wen Li closed his eyes and said, "The matter is too big, beyond the control of this seat, decades faster than the original plan, in the dark, there may be some kind of variable affecting this seat." ”

"Oh? Who do you think it is? That Li Qingsong from the Descending Dragon Mountain, or the Peacock Saint King who threatened you before, or the only stain on the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect, Fang Wang? ”

"I don't know, but the uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger."

"So you're going to take the risk?"

"The accumulation of white bones under the feet of this seat does not allow this seat to fail, no matter who the variable is, the one who steals the sky, can make the variable into a fixed number!"

"Stealing heaven and mystic merit depends on each other, and it must be used carefully."

Wen Li didn't answer anymore, his hands kept changing moves, and the surging demonic energy seemed to become violent.

The hall fell silent.

……

Dusk falls, and the red glow fills the air.

A white light galloped in, and it didn't take long for another figure to follow, it was Fang Wang and Dugu Wen's soul.

They flew all the way over more than a dozen Fang dynasties, I don't know how many miles they did, if they encountered people who were mutilated by demon cultivators along the way, Fang Wang would take action, as for the battle between monks, as long as it was not under the banner of stealing the heavens and saint sects, he didn't bother to intervene.

In front of us sits an ancient castle in the mountains and forests, with demon cultivators on the city walls.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, almost all the monks were demon cultivators, and Fang Wang didn't know where the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect was, so he rushed towards the place where the demon cultivators gathered.

On the city wall, a demon cultivator suddenly noticed the situation in the sky, and he was just about to speak, when a gust of wind howled, startling all the demon cultivators on the city wall raised their arms to cover their faces.

The demon cultivator, who was the first to discover the abnormal situation, stiffened, his face was covered with cold sweat, his pupils were dilated, and he saw a hand pressed on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

The other demon cultivators lowered their arms, looked at it fixedly, and saw Fang Wang's figure one after another, which frightened them to immediately condense their natal treasure spirits and prepare for battle.

"If you want to die, do it!"

Xiao Zi, who was lying on Fang Wang's shoulder, sneered, and the demon cultivators looked strange when they saw this purple snake carrying a gourd on his back.

At this time, Dugu asked the soul to fly over, he was not as restrained as Fang Wang, and the coercion of the ninth layer of the Mahayana realm made the demon cultivators have a terrifying feeling of facing the collapse of the sky.