Chapter 571: Heavy Flesh

Things are really as Fang Yan thought, then Du Tianye and Luo Yue Dao people will not behave like that, and soon Fang Yan knew that things were not as simple as he imagined, and each of the three steps in a row was not much different, and it had no effect on the dialect, and Fang Yan took three steps in a row and came to the top of the fourth step, which was also the place where he saw Luo Yue Dao people stop before.

At the moment when Fang Yan stepped on the fourth order, the power of that Dao suddenly increased a lot, and Fang Yan, who had already had doubts in his heart, paused, and strengthened his body protection technique by a few points to resist this sudden increase in pressure.

The dialect that adapted to the pressure stopped here and slowed down, and now he has stepped on this staircase of bones for a few breaths, and he just asked the Heavenly Daoist to step on the steps at the same time as himself, thinking that the last red bald Daoist must not be able to hold back and probe in, and after a little reluctance, the dialect released his divine sense to probe the surroundings, and the traces of other people still could not be detected at all, not even a trace of breath, and the dialect that had been prepared did not have the slightest disappointment.

What made Fang Yan feel a little shocked in his heart was that the scene of a bone road in front of him was still the same, but the three steps he had just stepped on behind him had disappeared, and there was no advance or retreat?

Fang Yan was only stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses, that is, there was advance and retreat, and there was still no way out when he retreated to the first order, but the road behind him did not disappear but it had nothing to do with him, but it only made Fang Yan more confirmed that the space formed by this bone step was far more than his own cognition, and the disappearance of the steps behind him was as if he had just stepped into this space, without the slightest fluctuation flashing, as if it had never appeared.

After the investigation, the dialect did not immediately raise his feet and continue to climb the stairs, since the idiot Taoist mentioned a sentence of Wu Zu, the attitude of several fellow monks has changed, Fang Yan has been in the Xuanlan domain for so many years, although I have also heard the rumors of several supreme figures, but I don't know much about the existence of Wu Zu, which is high and almost legendary, if it is in other places, Fang Yan has the heart to ask others for advice, but now this situation is extremely inappropriate, not to mention the three distracted monks, even if the relationship has improved greatly along the way, there is no such friendship。

The Hu Dao people who wanted to turn to the Star Burial Robe for help, because there was a distracted monk on one side, Fang Yan had not dared to make any moves, and he didn't expect that such a bone path appeared here, and he actually isolated the group of people, but it gave Fang Yan a chance.

"Nonsense?" After Fang Yan probed the surroundings without finding the slightest thing, he probed his divine sense into his body and inside the Star Burial Robe.

The star burial robe is becoming more and more difficult to improve, and at this moment, the Hu Dao people are still refining the power of the stars left by the dialect, and they want to increase their ontology magic weapon by a few more powers, and he also knows that there are several distracted monks on the side of the dialect now, and for such a long time, he has not taken the initiative to contact the dialect, and he is also worried that he will be remembered by the distraction monk.

"Tongues, distracted monk?"

"It's okay, they can't probe here, look at this, have you ever seen such a long staircase paved with bones. Fang Yan sent a message to the Hu Dao people, but he did not sacrifice the star burial robe, and at this moment, his body was enough to bear it, but he didn't need this high-grade spiritual weapon to protect himself.

"Well, what is this?" Receiving the scene of the dialect, Hu Daoren was slightly stunned and thought about it.

Sensing the expression of the Hu Dao people, it seemed that he had really heard of it, and Fang Yan immediately said again: "Hu Dao people, have you heard of Wu Zu and his people?"

"Wu Zu? Of course, it is rumored that Wu Zu is the same as the ancestor of the Heavenly Star Sect, both of them are characters who have reached the sky, but this Wu Ancestor did not start a sect, and later I don't know whether he ascended to the spiritual realm or fell like the Heavenly Star Ancestor, it seems that no one has ever heard of anyone who has seen his trace or inherited his mantle, but there is a Wu clan that seems to have some connection with this Wu Zu, but they have not obtained the real inheritance of the Wu Ancestor, all the means are some non-mainstream means, dialect, don't you say that this is the cultivation place of the Wu Ancestor, if so, it is a great place。 ”

"I don't know, but some people say that this place may be the Wuzu Wasteland. ”

"Wu Zu, Wu Zu. After hearing the words of the dialect, Hu Daoren muttered a few times to himself, and suddenly said: "The master seems to have seen some records about Wu Zu in the classics of the sect back then, and it is said that Wu Zu did not have the intention of opening a sect, but the exercises he practiced were different from the ordinary cultivation of immortals, and no one had passed his test for many years, and it seemed that those who failed the test became the later Wu clan. ”

Originally, I just wanted to understand a little, and the dialect didn't expect the Hu Dao people to know a lot, whether it was the land of Wu Ancestor or not, and there was no way out for him, he had to go up again to find a way out, and he was silent when he found that the Hu Dao people said this, and he wanted to know what dangers were on this bone road and had no way to know, after a pause, Fang Yan instructed the Hu Dao people: "Hu Dao people, you continue to refine the power of the stars." ”

"Okay, by the way, I forgot a sentence, if it is really Wu Zu's words, his exercises are very different from the general immortal cultivation exercises, it seems that the body is not the soul, and the test seems to be a test of the monk's body. With a word, Hu Daoren retreated into the depths of the Star Burial Robe and continued his great cause of refining the power of the stars.

Emphasizing the physical body or not the soul? testing the physical body? Fang Yan was slightly stunned, the Sanskrit Technique of forging the body that he was urging at the moment was a technique to improve the physical body, and this bone level was not now testing the strength of his physical body, coupled with the judgment of the previous idiot Taoist, Fang Yan's heart suddenly lit up, and it was almost certain that this was indeed the place where the Wu Ancestor was inherited.

If this is really the place left by Wu Zu, then the long step paved with bones in front of him is not the test path mentioned in the mouth of the Hu Dao people? And the bones of those monks I saw before were the monks who failed the test and fell here? If this is the case, this bone step is definitely more than the power that I feel in front of me, but even if it is the land of Wu Zu, Wu Zu is obviously no longer here now, otherwise how can he let his group step into this place like this.

After thinking about it for a while, although he still didn't know what danger there would be, Fang Yan was determined a lot in his heart, only in terms of the physical body, the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique that had just been promoted was urged to the extreme, close to the physical strength of the peak of the lower grade spirit weapon, and Fang Yan was confident that it would not be much lower than the three distracted great cultivators of the Red Bald Dao.

After taking two deep breaths, Fang Yan began to step upwards again, and there were three steps again, and the moment Fang Yan stepped on the seventh step, the power of that path increased a lot, and after two increases, it had increased by two percent compared to the first step.

Twice in a row, the dialect seems to have touched the law, the pressure on this long step will increase every three steps, but there is not much change within the third order, but this is enough, think about the thousands of long steps in front, there are thousands of steps, if it goes down like this, to the top, this power is not more than a hundred times higher than now.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart darkened slightly, a hundred times the current power pressure, his own Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique could bear it? Fang Yan quickly calculated the result, it is absolutely impossible, even if he pushes the Sanskrit Technique to the extreme now, he can withstand more than ten times the current power pressure at most, that is to say, he can climb about three hundred steps, and if he wants to go up again, he will bear greater power pressure, unless the Sanskrit Technique can be re-upgraded to the third layer or even higher, but now that the Sanskrit Technique has reached the peak of the second layer, Fang Yan can no longer improve by absorbing the black qi, otherwise he will not condense the excess black qi into a black bead to deceive the red bald three。

There is no hope of reaching the top, he can be regarded as a test loser, just now the nonsense man said that the loser is not only a dead end, otherwise where would there be any witch family, but where is the way out of this loser, before the limit of his Brahma Technique Forging Technique, can he find a way out, Fang Yan has no confidence in his heart, and the divine sense exploration has not found the slightest at all, and there is no half-point fluctuation in the broken illusion eye, only to take one step at a time.

Thinking in his heart, Fang Yan raised his steps again and slowly stepped up the steps above.

Three orders and three orders, everything is as Fang Yan found before, the power pressure keeps jumping and growing, two, three, four, half an hour later, Fang Yan has stepped out of more than a hundred steps, the retreat behind him has disappeared one step at a time, and the Sanskrit Technique is also constantly strengthening, Fang Yan has felt the rapid consumption of his mana, and began to swallow the Yulu Spirit Pill to replenish the consumed mana, but the expected way out did not appear, but there were already bones left by the monk in the steps under his feet.

It's another thirty steps, and if you take another step, it's five times the power pressure, and the dialect will bite the jade dew elixir that has been put in your mouth for a long time, replenish most of the mana you consume, and take a step out without stopping.

A whining came into the ears of the dialect, and the dialect who had just taken a step suddenly found that the top of this step was different from before, it was still an ordinary step before, and at the moment he stepped on it, it actually became a platform of more than ten zhang, and the power still flashed, but a demon beast appeared on the platform, and another bull-headed one-legged demon beast stood in front of the dialect, and the whining sound just now was the sound of the demon beast's howl.

As soon as the ancient beast dialect stood still, he saw a strange pattern flash on the head of this demon beast, and he rushed towards him with a leap.

Fang Yan was shocked in his heart, he had seen the power of this demon beast on that platform before, that is, the three distracted mid-stage monks of the Red Bald Dao could not kill this demon beast independently, how could he have the possibility of winning, without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yan immediately sacrificed the star burial robe and hung it on his body, and at this moment, it was only possible to resist it by relying on the high-grade spiritual weapon of the star burial robe.

With a bang, the head of this bull-headed one-legged demon beast had already hit Fang Yan's body.

"Ahh The Star Burial Robe didn't play a role in the slightest, and it didn't even fluctuate slightly, Fang Yan only felt a heavy blow to his chest, and then his body flew backwards, and he hit the barrier with a bang, and then fell down.

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