One hand in the air, covering the chaos. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dead no longer cared about his injuries, and with his attack, he immediately suppressed the scene, taking all the existences present into his palm, whether it was the armies of the previous countries or the dozens of immortals who had just appeared, smelting the void.

Pangu Yuan Ling appeared, and under Fang Yuan's operation, it was like a small dragon, tightly surrounding his hand, circling.

The golden light shone brightly, and there was an endless torrent pouring out, countless words, patterns, lines, and symbols, in a form that seemed chaotic, but actually contained some kind of profound truth, along with Fang Yuan's big hand, washed over together.

This time, it was no longer the autonomous operation of these mysteries, but with Fang Yuan's own will as the lead, according to his own ideas, correcting the arrangement of these information, the mysterious combination, adjusting the form of the attack, and bombarding. This is a great progress, no longer the spontaneous operation of these mysteries, but the ability to intervene and take the lead themselves.

After all, these mysteries are not ordinary mysteries, but are reflected from the Pangu Yuan Spirit, with a certain spirituality, unfathomable wisdom, and a collection of information that can spontaneously respond to the enemy and automatically choose the most appropriate way to deal with it. Each attack changes autonomously with the different time and space, environment, scene, and object, and chooses the most appropriate way to perform it. These abilities and characteristics are only the most basic skills for Yuan Ling, and they can even be regarded as an instinct.

Borrowing the power of the Pangu Yuan Spirit, Fang Yuan had already secretly used it many times, but every time it was the Pangu Yuan Spirit that was in the lead, correcting Fang Yuan's mistakes and adjusting to the appropriate position on his own. Automatic error correction and self-deduction are also basic cultivation, which is nothing.

Because Fang Yuan had been secretly figuring out how long it was, he knew its power, so it was a kind of trick that could be used, and it could be used at the moment of need.

And this time, Fang Yuan was finally able to really intervene in it, according to his own requirements, adjust himself to that direction, instead of being pushed to that position by these mysteries. This change in dominance is not only an all-round improvement brought about by a breakthrough in the realm, but also means that a certain wisdom of Yuan Ling also agrees with Fang Yuan's modification and does not need to be assisted in the correction.

Maybe this method is not the best option, it does not exert the greatest power, but there are no mistakes, no deviations, no contradictions, and this is success. The information refracted by Pangu Yuanling may reflect a trace of mystery in the realm where Pangu is located, but it is not the level that the current Fang Yuan can really reach, there is no wrong combination of changes, this is a great achievement.

The golden light lingered, illuminating the void, dyeing the chaos in the hands of the dead into a glass color, clear and transparent, vividly visible, all the hidden secrets, all open to Fang Yuan.

All the space that exists, all the flowing power, all the flowing chaotic qi, all the unpredictable laws and mysteries, under this golden light, all changes are solidified and all stopped.

Time lost its meaning at this moment, Fang Yuan slapped it with one palm, and this void was like a floating cloud, unobstructed, and disappeared in an instant, ceasing to exist.

With one hand forward, he continued to walk towards the Dead Nether, Fang Yuan wanted to rely on this power in his hand, take advantage of the moment when the Dead Netherworld was solidified, take advantage of the moment when he couldn't resist, take advantage of the void, use the power of this divine light that illuminates the vast thousands, rush into the body of the Dead Nether, illuminate his existence, his origin, search for the wisp of Da Luo's breath that he had glimpsed before, and snatch it over.

Fang Yuan wasn't worried that he would fail.

After all, before the opening of the flood wilderness, the three thousand demon gods in the chaos were all hacked to death by Pangu, which shows that the strength of Pangu Yuan Spirit is above these demon gods. Although Pangu finally fell, incarnated all things, and only obtained this trace of primordial spirit, these demon gods could not be complete either.

There was also only one hand, and I threw the Pangu Yuan Spirit up, but I couldn't grab it! Fang Yuan was very confident.

The right hand penetrates the body of the dead, penetrates yin and yang, penetrates time and space, penetrates the void and reality, shuttles through colorful worlds, and finally encounters resistance in front of a time and space.

An invisible pressure stood in front of him, no matter what magic spell Fang Yuan cast, what kind of strange power he summoned, all of them could not cross a single step, like a chasm, like a new sky, which could not be crossed.

Fang Yuan knew that this was the place where he had been found. This strange chasm, according to the records in the Pangu Yuan Ling, is a reflection of the realm.

As long as you don't really take that step, you will never be able to get close there, you can only watch from below, and you can't reach it.

As for smuggling? That's impossible! Your consciousness, your will, has not reached that level, and if the external force that meets the standard can pass, you just can't get over.

"It's up to you. Fang Yuan was very helpless, all attempts were fruitless, so he had to put down this useless effort, and the Pangu Yuan Spirit sent it forward, disappearing in an instant. Fang Yuan knew that he hadn't reached that realm, so he couldn't even peep one or two, and he couldn't receive any information from there. Fortunately, Pangu Yuanling has its own spirituality, has a certain profound wisdom, can understand its own intentions, and is willing to help itself, so that he can grab something out.

A cold snort sounded in his ears, exploding a series of roars, instantly shaking Fang Yuan back again and again, spitting blood.

It turned out that when Fang Yuan came into contact with that realm barrier, the dead soul took the opportunity to break free from the suppression, and after reviewing himself, he understood Fang Yuan's actions and forced Fang Yuan to retreat.

Having lost the fragment of Da Luo, the dead soul no longer had the luxury of expecting that there was still a fragment of power of that level in his body, who would have thought that there was still such a thing in his body, how could he miss it! The previous offense and disrespect, I will talk about it later, let me take Da Luo back first, and then take care of it slowly. Well, I'll give you a stumbling block first.

With a wave of his hand, the dead shredded the suppressive power that suppressed the void, freeing all the others present and setting them free.

There was a moment of confusion in their eyes, and everyone reacted instantly, the Taoist from this continent was really powerful, and he broke the attack of the demon god with one move. It's just that there was a darkness in the eyes of those dozens of immortals, which quickly swept over Fang Yuan's body, and then they stared directly at the dead underworld, staring at him deadly, no longer caring about him.

After a few laps around his body, he dissolved all the injuries and healed immediately.

This is also the death of the dead did not make a heavy hand, if the shot is too heavy, so that the Yuan Ling returns early, resulting in a fall short, what can I do? How can this be! A little injury, take up a little time, pay attention, and can't see some small movements, that's enough, not to mention that I also deliberately gave a hint, and it will be wonderful at that time, just charge a little first, a small interest.

According to the plan, the dead suddenly snorted, his body collapsed, and then reorganized, so in an instant, hundreds of millions of times. A golden light flew out of it and threw it into Fang Yuan's body.

Everyone's eyes instantly brightened up and turned to the two people present.

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