Chapter 751: The Secret Realm of the Wu Clan
Wu Cicada Ming obviously misunderstood Wu Eighteen's friendship with Fang Yan, but Fang Yan himself knew that just now Wu Eighteen suddenly flashed and urged his phantom shadow, he guessed that Wu Eighteen would not appear in vain, not to find trouble for himself but to come for the Dao Shenmu.
What kind of existence is the Dao Shenmu and Dao Shen Aura, Fang Yan knows in his heart, he was forced to trade out of one at the beginning, and now Fang Yan will not make a move at will, except for the sound of the witch cicada, he has no friendship with the others of the Wu clan, hearing Wu Eighteen's words, Fang Yan should say it to death, leaving no gap: "Wu Daoyou, I remember that I told you back then, there is only one Dao Shenmu, and it has been turned into your strength in your hands, and Daoyou is now looking for me again, but what is the truth." β
"Dialects, the wise people don't speak dark words, don't forget what kind of place this is. Wu Eighteen said with a cold expression.
"Wu Daoyou, of course I know that this is the land of the Wu clan, and I also know that you are a member of the Wu clan, but Wu Daoyou, are you going to kill me here?" Fang Yan also looked cold, if he was elsewhere, Fang Yan would be a little more worried, but here he was much more at ease, although he was in the other clan's land, but he came here as a monk of the Heavenly Star Sect, even if Wu Eighteen had the intention to kill him, he would never have the guts, even if he was really crazy enough to make a brazen move, it was impossible for those distracted monks outside to sit idly by.
Of course, the dialect will not fail to do defense, and at the same time as speaking, he has already urged the defense magic weapon, and at the same time urged the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique, just at the moment of urging this set of exercises, the dialect sensed a space in the depths of the Wu Clan's secret realm, which should be the realm of the Sanskrit Recipe mentioned by the Wu Cicada before, and it was actually named after the Sanskrit Formula, I don't know if it is related to the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique that he practiced.
"Eighteen, what are you doing, don't hurry up and lead the tongues in. As Fang Yan expected, as soon as the fluctuations on this side started, the sound of the witch cicada sounded again, although it was not severely scolded, but it also showed a little dissatisfaction, but whether it was dissatisfied with Wu Eighteen's actions at this moment, or dissatisfied with his cultivation of witch spirits.
Hearing the words of the Wu Cicada, he also saw the resoluteness of the dialect, Wu Eighteen was angry, but he also restrained his thoughts, he had already known the approximate strength of the dialect in the divine formation before, that is, now the power of the witch spirit has increased greatly, and he also felt that it was difficult to completely suppress the dialect in a short period of time, let alone win with one move, not to mention that he knew better than the dialect that the Wu clan was far from being able to compete with the Heavenly Star Sect, otherwise it would really be a catastrophe to exterminate the clan.
"Follow me. Wu Eighteen glanced at Fang Yan coldly again, and then walked towards the depths of the secret realm.
In one day, for the third time, I heard the monk of the Wuyi clan say these words, but it made the dialect a little dumbfounded, but the tone of the words was in the same vein, and he shook his head and followed Wu Eighteen and fled into the depths.
After a while, standing in front of a portal, Wu Eighteen stopped: "This is the realm of the Brahman, I didn't expect you to actually practice the Brahman's Technique of Body Forging, no wonder the master values you so much, I just hope you don't let the master down." β
The last sentence is to make the dialect's perception of the Wu Eighteen slightly changed, although the Wu clan distracted monk has a bad temperament, but for saving the clan has the same obsession with the Wu cicada, but the matter of the Wu clan has nothing to do with the dialect, and the dialect never thinks that he is a savior-like existence, this time I came to the Wu clan to make an appointment, but because of the original agreement, that is, the perception of the Wu Eighteen has changed slightly, and it will not be handed over to the Dao Shenmu.
Chao Wu Eighteen arched his hand again, and Fang Yan escaped into the portal with a flash, which could give the opportunity for the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique to improve its level, and Fang Yan naturally did not want to waste it easily.
As soon as he escaped into the portal, Fang Yan sensed a tremendous power enveloping the surroundings, and Fang Yan was originally prepared, but at this moment, he found that many of his exercises, even the Star Burial Robe had no effect on this rushing power, and this power directly passed through the layers of defense as if it were nothing, and came to his body.
But in an instant, Fang Yan felt a churn in his abdomen, this power without any attack was actually in an instant, just relying on the great coercion to almost injure himself, if it wasn't for the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique to resist a little, just a moment, he would be pushed out directly, Fang Yan can clearly sense that he can take a step back to dissolve this power, but as long as he takes a step back, he will leave this space and retreat outside the portal.
Fang Yan's heart suddenly froze, it seems that the benefits of this witch clan are not so easy to get, and the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging is not so easy to improve, I don't know what is here to improve my own exercises, the first thing to solve is to gain a foothold here, otherwise everything will be over, and I can leave.
In the face of this kind of thing, when Fang Yan never admitted defeat, the moment he realized that only the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, which was called the Holy Technique by the Wu Clan, was effective, Fang Yan had already urged it to the extreme, and as for the Star Burial Robe, he directly commanded Hu Daoren, asking him to pay attention to other changes around him, and then he didn't pay attention to it.
Soon Fang Yan found that even if he pushed the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique to the extreme, he could still feel great coercion, although he would not directly squash himself and kill him, but he must not relax instantly, as long as he was slightly negligent, he would also be directly blasted out of the space.
Finally stood still in the dialect, this time he had the kung fu to scan the surroundings, but soon the dialect found that here his divine consciousness was pressed within a foot around his body by the coercion outside, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to poke out a little, but fortunately, his eyes were unhindered, and he looked left and right, and the dialect saw clearly that the space he was in was approximately, an empty place less than a few zhang in size, except for a stone platform of a few feet in size, there was nothing else, and it was not strange that there was no heaven and earth aura, but it was not surprising that there was nothing in addition to the coercion, which made the dialect a little surprised in his heart.
Wu Cicada Ming let himself come all the way to the Wu clan land, and even let himself enter the secret realm of Wu Ancestor's cultivation, there must be his reason, just standing here to withstand this coercion, even if it lasts for a year and a half, it is just to make his flesh and blood body more condensed, and there is absolutely nothing that can make the Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique break through the grade, and I am afraid that there is still something that can improve the practice of the Sanskrit Technique.
Looking at the only stone platform again, Fang Yan had some guesses in his heart, and then took a step towards the stone platform, not to go, I don't know, as soon as there was a move, Fang Yan found that the portal was only a zhang away from the stone platform, but every inch of advancement, the surrounding pressure would increase, if you force yourself to walk to the stone platform, I am afraid you will have to be damaged to do it.
To go or not to go? The dialect hesitated for only a moment, then took another step, step by step, towards the stone platform, but after three steps, blood oozed from the dialect's body, and after a few more steps, the blood was already all over the dialect's body.
A zhang distance, usually just a step, but here it took hundreds of breaths of time for dialects, and finally a stride jumped onto the stone platform, without a momentary slowdown, dialects immediately felt a greater power pressed towards themselves, and the divine consciousness that could still poke out a foot out of the body was directly pressed back into the body, unable to move, and even the divine soul in the sea of consciousness had a feeling of stagnation.
"Nonsense, guard your surroundings carefully. Before he could send a simple order to the Hu Dao people, Fang Yan sat down on the stone platform and stopped moving, but his face showed a little joy.
At the moment when he just boarded the stone platform, Fang Yan sensed that several powers appeared from the stone platform, directly invading the body along the meridians under his feet, instinctively wanting to urge the exercises to resist Fang Yan, but he stopped his movements in an instant, and then he also knew why Wu Cicada Ming let him in here, and he definitely said that he could improve the level of the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique.
These powers are extremely familiar to the dialect, once in the Wu Ancestor Wasteland Tomb absorbed a large amount of black mist, but the fog here is much thicker, more pure, already almost liquid, although the dialect instantly perceived that the energy contained in these black droplets is not as good as the Wu Ancestor blood that he has refined a few drops, but the number is far more than that, as long as he has the ability to absorb refining, the droplets gushing out from the unknown space seem to be endless, but there is a little more evil qi in this mist, and he must be careful to guard against itγ