"Even the bloodstain curse mark has been used, is Yunxian Luo Qing really worthy of his reputation?"

Seeing Fang Ming's performance, Fang Lian, who knew a little bit about the inside story, also showed a surprised expression.

She had heard something about the Immortal Blood from the people of the Division.

In addition to Wang Ran, Zuo Qiutang and other lineage guards, even reliable subordinates like Fang Ming, who actively served Fang Qianyuan, began to be bestowed, melting the bloodstain curse that contained immortal blood.

This kind of thing was originally a mature skill that could be used, but after adding Fang Qianyuan's special bloodline, it seemed that there were some elusive changes, Yan Wenshan and Sha Qiu put forward a large-scale bet to enhance the strength of the academy while further in-depth research suggestions.

Their nicknames, one is called "Yama Knife" and the other is called "Ghost Doctor", naturally they don't take other people's lives too seriously, but if they are used on mortals, the danger is too high, Fang Qianyuan thought about it again and again, and still refused.

Thinking about it, only Wang Ran and others can use it.

First, they are Fang Qianyuan's personal subordinates, and they have a basis for serving and dedicating their lives, and second, they are not mortals, but spirit masters, and some inhumane means are used on them, but they only contain risks, and they can't be called nine deaths, so naturally they are not so terrible.

And if you want to gain power, you must pay a price, and these risks are reasonable.

Under the principle of voluntary registration, many members of the pro-guard team, as well as Fang Ming, Sun Jixing, Feng Yun, and Ximen Man, who heard the news later, have implanted this kind of curse mark as a killer weapon to fight to the death.

Once this thing is used, it means that they are going to go all out.

"It seems to be a bloodstained spell mark, but the power contained in it is too strange!"

Luo Qing is worthy of being the top genius of the sect's key cultivation, and his knowledge is also quite extraordinary, and after doubting, he quickly judged a clue from the form of the Dao pattern.

The reason why there was still a little uncertainty was because the bloodstain curse marks used by Fang Ming and the others were very different from those circulating in the outside world.

Originally, this kind of thing belonged to the secret technique of the way of soldiers, and all sects had studied it, and the forms developed were also different, Fang Qianyuan's side was inherited from Wu Lianyi's research when he was the hall master, and after replacing the core bloodline essence, it was almost equal to a brand new thing.

But in any case, after the curse mark appeared, the terrifying power that Fang Ming displayed was real, Luo Qing hurriedly stepped back, took advantage of the situation to collect the cloud dragon, and the white clouds and mist scattered around it suddenly condensed into a white practice, and then condensed into a small pocket dragon with a length of a zhang, floating behind him in a bow-shaped posture, the delicate dragon head poked out from his shoulder, staring at Fang Ming.

"There has been another change, her spiritual creature is really convenient!" Fang Lian said in surprise.

The changes and manifestations of spiritual objects may seem arbitrary, but in fact, they are all determined by the nature of the true spirit.

Dragon-like creatures, the size is as good as you want, and the changes are free, which is a talent engraved in the true spirit, which is completely different from the change in size of ordinary spiritual objects, but the spirit element is compressed or expanded.

Sure enough, after this cloud dragon changed its form, it seemed that even its ability had changed, and while gazing, the Xuanguang radiated, and immediately formed a chill that shot out in the form of light waves.

Fang Ming's face was dark, he didn't dodge or dodge, and smashed it with a fist on the head.

This was inside the cabin, and he couldn't let Luo Qing destroy it everywhere.

When Luo Qing saw this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, not only did he not relent, but he began to attack more wantonly, and there was a burst of light in Xiaolong's eyes, and in a moment, Fang Ming was forced to retreat.

Although his strength skyrocketed, he was not afraid of ordinary attacks, but this light wave seemed to contain a severe chill, even if he resisted it with his fist, the cold air that overflowed to the surroundings still caused the temperature of the entire hall to drop a few points, and the messy cold wind swept through, causing the cups and lamps around to topple, and the tables and chairs were messy, and they began to become extremely messy like a typhoon passing through.

She is a person who understands, and she knows that this move is not only Fang Qianyuan's disadvantage to herself, but also her own disobedience and angry challenge.

However, the Cangyun Sect and the Flying Immortal Sect were righteous path alliances, and they fought a lot, and they were not in a unified manner, so it was impossible for Fang Qianyuan to watch himself destroy this treasure ship, let alone hurt the innocent people next to him.

It's his home and it's his weak spot.

She was dissatisfied with Fang Qianyuan only sending his subordinates to send herself, as Yunxian Luoqing of the Flying Immortal Sect, she made friends back and forth, all of them were noble, on an equal footing, they were all heroes, how could it be that Fang Ming was nearly forty years old, and he still only had six transformations of cultivation, and his identity was comparable to that of an ordinary elder who was a general of the Soldier Division?

It's almost the same if Fang Qianyuan took action in person!

"Since you don't want to do it yourself, then I'll force you to do it!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in Luo Qing's eyes.

Fang Ming held on for a moment, and sure enough, he couldn't stop it anymore, and even under his impatience, he was hit by several rays of Xuanguang, and his body suddenly turned purple.

The cold air entered the body, and it seemed that even the movements became sluggish.

"Cloud Dragon Spit Beads!"

The little dragon changed again, and this time, he actually raised his head and opened his mouth, and spit out a dragon ball the size of a fist that radiated a faint blue light all over his body.

This dragon ball is white and flawless, and it looks like a cotton ball compressed to the extreme, but from the light it emits, everyone can feel the chill of Sen Ran, and it contains a good power at a glance.

Call!

The little dragon spit out the dragon ball, like a sword pill flying out, landing on Fang Ming's body at an extremely fast speed.

This time, Fang Ming didn't have time to avoid it, and his entire body was suddenly covered with heavy ice crystals, and with a snap, he froze in place.

The ice crystal was obviously not a mortal thing, it was only an inch in size, and it looked as if even a mortal could shatter it with one punch, but after being frozen, Fang Ming's entire body was atrophied, and he froze inside and couldn't move!

Li Xiuping, Shui Lanyue, Ling Po and others were shocked when they saw this.

Zhong Yun and Sha Wuyin had a gleam in their eyes, but they didn't get up to applaud.

He really deserves to be the top genius of the Flying Immortal Sect, and he didn't embarrass the people of the East China Sea!

But at this moment, Fang Ming, who was frozen, suddenly heard a crackling sound, and the ice crystals actually cracked, forcing his body to break out of the shell.

He jumped out in Luo Qing's astonishment, quickly stepped forward, and slapped it with his palm.

In a hurry, Luo Qing only had time to change the form of the cloud dragon, turning into a thick shield-shaped cloud blocking the front, but his body involuntarily flew backwards.

Fortunately, she reacted extremely quickly, regained her balance in a moment, and fell to the side, and the cloud dragon also turned into a white mist, and then recondensed.

This change suddenly stunned everyone who thought that the victory and defeat had been decided, and there was a feeling of disbelief.

When did the Southern Wilderness become so full of talents, and even casually walked out of a soldier's subordinate and could fight with their genius to such a point?