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The whole body of the Yunyilou ship is carved like white jade, and the dragons and phoenixes are painted on the walls of the ships on both sides, and the strong spiritual pressure rushes straight to Xiaohan, like a white lightning bolt rushing forward.

Lu Yang Zhenren sat cross-legged on the roof of the building, controlling the Yunyi Building ship for two days, and according to the time calculation, there is still one day to reach the first line of heaven.

At this time, if someone looks towards the ground, they can find that the ground has long been deserted, and at a glance, it is all desolate.

The disciples of the Three Immortal Sect on the deck of the Yunyi Tower ship were all cultivating with their eyes closed, even the same was true of this woman Murong Nishang, after a day of chattering, this woman also felt a little bored, and she also calmed down and crossed her knees to cultivate.

Fang Cun, who was sitting in the corner, was holding a high-grade spirit stone in each hand at the moment, trying to recover his cultivation, "Haotian Blue Fire Technique" was running at full strength, frantically absorbing the spiritual power in the spirit stone and spiritual liquid, and had recovered to the cultivation of the third layer of Qi training, I have to say that the speed of breakthrough was still extremely fast.

"The aura between heaven and earth is gradually becoming thinner, I don't know what the 'lack of aura' in the jade slip refers to, but fortunately, I still have hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in my storage bag, which is enough for three years of consumption. Fang Cun felt that the spiritual power between heaven and earth had become thinner, and thought so in his heart.

Due to the successive wars, even the natural environment has suffered devastating damage, and the aura between heaven and earth has reached the point of extreme scarcity, which is more than dozens of times lower than the aura of the Three Immortal Sect.

Therefore, in the first line of heaven, spirit stones and elixirs that can restore spiritual power are two hot items, scarce things.

Fang Cun's heart was like water at this time, silently feeling the speed of the transformation of spiritual power in his body, and from time to time he sank his divine thoughts into the dantian to observe the changes in the milky white sphere.

It's been three days, and the milky white sphere has not shown the slightest sign of transforming into a multicolored ball, which makes Fang Cun sigh secretly, he really wants to enter the multicolored ball again, because he feels that the colorful ball hides a big secret.

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"Disciples, prepare to meet the enemy!" a loud shout rang out suddenly, and a whirlwind swirled above the Yunyi Tower.

Fang Cun suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at Lu Yang Zhenren's solemn expression, his face changed, and the other disciples looked at Lu Yang Zhenren on the roof with a blank expression, not knowing what was going on.

Since only Fang Cun and Tan Xiao stood up with the disciples present, Murong Nishang saw Fang Cun at a glance, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the fierceness on his face flashed.

"Senior Uncle Lu Yang, what's going on?" the sturdy mid-foundation building monk stood up and asked respectfully.

At this time, Lu Yang Zhenren's spiritual power was as violent as thunder, and the fiery red light was misty, and he could vaguely see a fiery red Great Sun Phantom in the void behind him, but this phantom was extremely vague, and he could hardly see it if he didn't pay attention.

This Great Sun Illusory is like the sun in space, the surface is burning with flames, there is an invisible blazing heat that burns the Eight Desolations, and the void around the Sun Illusory is constantly twisted and repaired.

The unique coercion of the Jindan period formed ripples, but it had no effect on the disciples on the deck, and Lu Yang Zhenren's dim eyes appeared with fiery red spiritual flames, and his eyes looked ahead.

The expression on Lu Yangzhen's face was extremely solemn, and he felt an extremely powerful magic force approaching the Yunyi Tower, and the strength of this demonic energy was not weaker than him by half a point, and even faintly stronger than him by half a point.

"Jindan Stage Demon Cultivator!" Lu Yang Zhenren's eyes narrowed into a line, and his deep voice echoed above the square building ship, and then glanced at the disciples on the deck, and then turned into a fiery red spiritual light and flew out of the building boat, floating in front of the building ship.

"What, Jindan Stage Demon Cultivator!" the disciples on the deck were suddenly shocked and silent, and then they were very flustered and sacrificed their magic weapons.

Fang Cun turned his head and glanced at Tan Xiao, saw the horror in each other's eyes, and took out the magic weapon from the storage bag and clasped it in his hand.

"How could there be a Jindan Stage Demon Cultivator here?" After some shock, questions came to his mind, and Fang Cun became curious about the origin of this Jindan Period Demon Cultivator, "How did this Jindan Period Demon Cultivator know our way forward? Did he learn the news in advance?"

"Quack, quack~"

A strange sound came from a distance, at first it was a faint sound, but after a few breaths it gradually became clearer and louder.

"Look, what's that?!" exclaimed one of the early foundation monks standing at the bow of the ship, pointing ahead with his hand.

When everyone heard the sound, they all looked, and a dark shadow appeared in the distance, approaching the Yunyilou ship at great speed, and the noisy croaking sound was heard for a while.

When the disciples heard this, an inexplicable sense of irritability rose from their hearts, and the eyes of many disciples with low cultivation gradually turned red, and they let out a painful roar.

Fang Cun only felt that this kind of noisy voice went straight into his mind at this time, and the barrier formed by the spiritual power around his body couldn't stop this strange sound for half a minute, fortunately, the power of his divine thoughts was quite powerful, but he felt irritable, and he was not as painful as those disciples.

Tan Xiao on the side, with a painful look on his face, sat cross-legged on the deck with an unstable body, and his hands were sealed with difficulty to block this magic sound.

"Hmph!" A thunderous voice exploded out of thin air, and in an instant, a sound wave spread out from Lu Yang's real mouth, colliding with the croaking sound of a black shadow not far away.

The rumbling sound resounded throughout the sky, and for a while, the white clouds within a radius of more than ten miles were scattered by huge sound waves, and the disciples on the Yunyi Building only felt that the strange sound that lingered in their minds disappeared for a moment, and they all looked forward with frightened and shocked faces.

A black shadow in front of him finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes at this time, and there was a crow, this kind of crow was several times larger than the crow in the secular world, and the surface was full of demonic energy, and the eyes were scarlet like blood, full of bloodlust and killing.

Most of these demon crows are cultivators in the Qi refining period, and a few of them are obviously much larger than other demon crows, and they are the leaders of several demon crows with foundation building period cultivation.

"Venerable Raven, don't hide your head and show your tail, and show up quickly. Lu Yang Zhenren put his hands vertically on his sides, staring at the group of demon crows in front of him with dim eyes, and the cold voice spread like thunder.

"Old man Luyang, the two of us are really fateful, this time we are going to have a good competition. A voice like a crow's cry sounded from the flock of crows, and I saw that the crows automatically branched out a path, and a demon cultivator who stepped on the demon cloud flew out of it.

The Venerable Crow was dressed in a black robe, with a pattern of a crow painted on it, very thin, with a few strands of messy hair swaying in the wind on the top of his head, an inverted triangular face, a pair of dark green eyes, exuding a strange light, and a black nose like a crow's magic peng.

Lu Yang Zhenren looked at the Demon Crow Master in front of him, the flames in his eyes rose, and the voice full of murderous intent was like the cold snow in winter, freezing to the bone marrow.

"Demon Crow, today is either you dead or I live, you Blood Refining Sect people killed my disciple, and today you will definitely be killed!"

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