What kind of feeling is that, Fang Tong doesn't know how to go, and he can't describe it.

He only knew that at this moment, in his divine soul space, there was a very powerful torrent of energy, making him already a sea of energy-filled qi, but he was about to be supported by this general trend, and the current situation was already out of his control, far beyond his imagination.

"What's going on? Is it really going to be overwhelmed by this momentum?"

Faintly, Fang Tong's subconscious flashed with such doubts.

"Rumble !!"

The shock is still there, crazy and crazy, and the flood of light and sea of qi is like a raptor roaring, rampage, and rolling.

Fang Tong's own energy fluctuations were also disrupted, and his qi was chaotic, and he would fall into a state of madness at any time.

Whew, heavy wheezing sounds came from time to time, beads of sweat fell from the size of beans, Fang Tong was soaked, and his mind was struggling.

However, no matter how he exerts and struggles, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, without any waves, and calm as water.

This scene couldn't help but make him feel extremely shocked.

However, what Fang Tong didn't expect was that Fusang was the most core person in the Wa lineage, not to mention that he had the power of pure divine blood, and the most important thing was his background.

A person who was conceived by the Fuso Divine Tree was born with a destiny and lived with the fortune of heaven, but he did not want to encounter an innocent catastrophe and die from birth, which is regarded as a big taboo.

Ignoring heaven and earth, touching the forbidden sky, no matter who it is, is not easy to get along with.

However, in the midst of this inexplicable luck, Fang Tong accepted Fusang's request to refine its body.

It's easy to say, but if you want to really refine this kind of divine object that is upheld by the will of heaven and earth, how can it be easy to say.

If you are lucky, immortality is an opening of God's eyes, as a party, the most tragic thing is still this kind of nihilism between existence and ethereal, Fusang does not know, and even the elders in the clan have never mentioned it, so the cause and effect of all this is invisibly attached to Fang Tong.

From beginning to end, Fang Tong was kept in the dark and completely unaware.

Whew, seeing that the sea of qi is becoming more and more inflated, and the energy in his body is becoming more and more chaotic, Fang Tong is anxious like an ant on a heat disaster, and there is no way to resolve this turmoil.

"What should I do? I can't hold it anymore. ”

His teeth were dead, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a battle between trapped beasts.

"Buzz !!"

However, just when he had no master, suddenly, from the depths of his soul, there was an inexplicable charm.

That majestic momentum, like the Nine Heavens Immortal River, suddenly swept out, exuding powerful fluctuations, and directly turned into a qi machine, rushing into Fang Tong's chaotic sea of qi.

In the space shrouded by the Extreme Dao Qi, in a short period of time, the chaotic sea of qi fluctuations and messy qi were all suppressed by a strong force, and a calm state was restored.

"Boom la la !!"

A dark blue vortex formed and appeared, like a spring, trying to devour all the halos of light that covered and washed here.

At the same time, Fang Tong's struggling mind suddenly relaxed, and he immediately regained his freedom.

He sighed in his heart, and finally escaped.

Looking at the whirlpool spring that was devouring, Fang Tong's eyes flickered, and he looked a little dazed.

He knew that the one who helped him resolve the catastrophe this time must be the reincarnation palace in the depths of his soul.

What kind of connection exists between the Reincarnation Palace and him, this is a mystery that Fang Tong has not solved so far.

Could it be that every supreme being who conceives a reincarnation body will give birth to such a treasure in his body?

And who is the man that the bald rat keeps mentioning, and what kind of connection he has with him, Fang Tong doesn't know.

He can only go on in such a daze, his future is covered with a layer of confusion, teaching people to see through, inexhaustible, this kind of dazed trend, can't help but make him feel upset.

During this period, the halo of the sea of light that had been washed out and shrouded had been swallowed up, and the crisis was completely resolved, and Fang Tong was also relieved.

When he fixed his eyes, he saw that above the sea of qi below, the round pearl light with the size of a dragon's eye was completely depicted, and the faint green light flickered, and under Fang Tong's observation, like a small tree with a transformation demeanor, it was growing vigorously and taking root here.

Fang Tong did not doubt at all that it had been a long time, and it would definitely grow into a towering tree and bloom with dazzling brilliance.

Then, the whirlpool spring slowly dissipated, merging into nothingness again.

And Fang Tong's mind retreated, as if after a long time, he also felt tired, but fortunately, everything was settled.

At the moment when Fang Tong's body qi loosened, on the side, the two people who were in the middle of the meditation opened their eyes violently and looked at the bodies of their predecessors.

After waiting like this for about half an hour, Fang Tong's eyelids twitched, and then, the eyes that had been closed for a long time slowly opened, and the dazzling light couldn't help but make his pupils shrink, when he looked at it, it was already the light of day, Fang Tong's expression was stunned, and then he realized that he had refined the seed of Fusang, and it took him a whole night, "It really took too long." ”

Fang Tong shook his head, and when he saw the eyes of the two people on the side, he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry to worry you." ”

"Hmph! I thought you were going to do it all the time. ”

The Shadow snorted and tilted his head away.

However, Qianmeng smiled bitterly, Fang Tong disagreed, pondered for a while, and asked, "What happened to the periphery?"

"I don't know what to do. Qianmeng shook his head and said, "The two of us have been staying here, and they have never moved, and the two of them have gone out first, if nothing else, maybe at this moment, the head of the Tujia family and the two of them are rushing in this direction." ”

"Hmm. Fang Tong nodded, "In that case, let's go too." ”

As soon as the words fell, the three of them suddenly burst out and galloped straight towards the outer area.

———————————————————————————————— on the other side of the northeast side, in the midst of the towering mountains covered by many obstacles, an old man in a gray robe stood with his hands in his hands.

In the sound of the wind, there was an incomparably strong beast aura, which was a unique aura fluctuation belonging to the beast cultivator.

Judging from the old man's eyes and body, his realm cultivation must have reached a terrifying height.

Because those who enter the Dao through the beast realm are all exposed, they are not like ordinary cultivators, who can better hide their qi and realm, which is an essential difference between the two.

The old man's eyes bloomed, bursting out with fierce edges, looking at the terroir on the other side of the mountain range.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, "Interesting, although I don't know who is stirring up the situation, but I am here for the name of the Demon God Tomb, and I will not do it in vain." ”

While he was muttering to himself, behind him, a respectful voice came out, "Wan Lao, the beast roar has passed through layers of fog and obstacles, and has reached the dark realm, should we also leave for it?"

"Hehe~~~ No hurry, no hurry. ”

Hearing this, the old man waved his hand and smiled, "Don't forget, there is another purpose for this trip, that is, to be able to temper himself, and he must always be under the protection of us, when will he be able to take care of himself? ”

The old man's tone was indifferent, and his voice was like thunder, and it slammed into people's hearts.

As soon as the old man's words came out, sure enough, the figure behind him immediately quieted down.

Whew, the wind howled, and endless clouds of smoke rolled in, and in an instant, submerged this boundary.

The same is true on the southwest and southeast veins, where there are human figures flashing.

Before, above the realm where the sword-cultivating youth appeared, a middle-aged man stood here.

Under the sun, it can be clearly seen that the two have the same demeanor.

The difference is that on the middle-aged man's body, the sword qi fluctuations all over his body, even though he is deliberately restrained, still appear sharp, and the surrounding air is crushed by this sharp sword qi, and it explodes again and again.

"It's time to go. The middle-aged man said this, and then walked forward.

On the southeast side, a man shrouded in the flames of accumulation appeared, and without saying a word, the man also walked forward, walking straight towards the dark place.

Whew, under that furious rage, a flaming dragon rose, opening its way forward, and the rolling flames swept by, without a trace of resistance ahead.

Not only is there an outside powerhouse intervening here, but all the sects and forces within the radius of the dark place are all moved by the wind.

On that day, a large number of people, like warriors in the wilderness, marched towards the dark region.

Among them, there are many powerful cultivators, it is really the reputation of the Demon God Tomb is too loud, everyone is here with the intention of getting a piece of the pie, but in fact, they don't know the danger that exists, this time, I am afraid that it will roll up a shocking horror, the earth is stained with blood, and the bones are heavy, I am afraid that it is not far from the scene of destruction.

In the face of interests, knowing that the front is the Longtan Tiger's Den, everyone still can't restrain the greed in their hearts, "People die for money, and birds die for death." That's not all.

On the top of Zong Mountain, the demon dragon in a black robe looked into the distance with all his might, watching the amazing torrent sweep through, his eyes changed constantly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief, as if he had compromised, and turned away in an instant.

"Click!!"

At the same time, all the rocks under his feet burst open, turning into bits of foam and drifting away in the wind.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, in this huge storm, although there is resistance, there is fighting, there will be bloodshed, there will be death, but he will not give up so easily, because for him, this is not an opportunity, grasp it, soar into the sky, and go further on the existing foundation.

On the contrary, if he takes 10,000 steps back, he can still have a chance to start anew, if nothing else, precisely because he is a prefecture-level powerhouse who dominates the side and has this capital.

Whew, the cold wind was whistling, and the sky was filled with a thick aura of slaughter.