Chapter 392: Lack of Heart
The Xiao brothers and sisters and Xueluo immediately turned red, and the sudden increase in cultivation speed made them unbearable for a while.
But fortunately, Fang gradually got out of control, because the three of them quickly got used to it.
"It's terrifying, he has almost reached the limit of the gap bearing of the Five Wonderful Formations when he cultivates at full speed. Xiao Linger exclaimed in her heart.
If you talk about the Five Wonderful Formations, it can be used until the later stage of foundation building.
But it also has an upper limit to bear, one is that the cultivation exceeds the foundation and is not available, and the other is that there is an existence in which the cultivation speed is too fast, which will also make the formation unbearable.
After all, this is a formation similar to adjusting and amplifying, and the requirement is that the difference in the cultivation speed of the formation people cannot be too great.
Obviously, at this time, although it had not yet been reached, Fang Yanli's cultivation speed was already close to the word 'disparity' between the three of them.
"It's been two months, and I'm the threshold to see the pinnacle of the early stage of foundation building, and this brother Fang is inevitably too perverted. Xiao Heluo was even more impressed.
As for the blood diar, he was as silent as ever, pursing his mouth and bearing it stiffly.
Wow!
In Fang gradually leaving his body, there was a sound of waves lapping, which was the roar of his spiritual power colliding.
At the same time, there was also the sound of something shattering, which was the further widening of his meridians, which was also the precursor to a breakthrough.
In this way, after ten full hours, Fang gradually left with a clear roar, his robe swaying, and the sound of hunting.
At the same time, his momentum rose sharply, like a lonely peak rising from the wind, and like a torrent frenzy touching the shore!
In an instant, to the next level!
The spiritual power was surging, booming, and the whole person was much lighter.
In Fang Yuanli's perception, his spiritual sea was already much larger than before, and the spiritual power that could be stored in it became more.
At the same time, thanks to the foundation of the Innocent Body, his meridians are wider, and the turnover, recovery, and mobilization of spiritual power are faster.
After the breakthrough was completed, Fang Yuanli did not stop there, but chose to sit cross-legged again, stabilizing his cultivation.
Seeing that Fang was leaving, the other three didn't seem to have the intention of speaking, so they also re-entered the cultivation with a stirring mood.
But I was stimulated a lot in my heart, so I worked hard and vowed to complete the breakthrough in the near future.
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Time continues to pass, the weather changes, the dead leaves have long since fallen, and the sky and the earth are a little more chilly.
It seems that under the influence of this chill, the competition in the entire blessed land is gradually weakening at this time.
At this time, it was no longer meaningful for the foundation monk to snatch the meteorite of the spirit priest, because by this time there was often not much of the meteorite left on the body of a spirit priest.
For monks who are short on time, instead of spending effort to find a spiritual priest, it is better to learn from a meteoric beast or a spiritual barrier.
As a result, it became necessary to form a team of interests to maintain interests, and to get together in twos and threes to overcome the difficult spiritual obstacles together, which became the way for most people to obtain the falling sand.
And this will also make it easier to attack the Meteorite.
Somewhere in the True Fallen Blessed Land, a battle had just ended.
The ground was covered with blood, and there was even a corpse that had been disemboweled, and a sturdy man was kneeling in front of the corpse.
"Brother Wen!" Zhou Peihu's eyes were red, for him, there was nothing more sad than watching his own brother being disemboweled by a falling beast.
Not far from him, four monks were sitting on the ground resting.
If Fang gradually leaves here, he will definitely know the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who seems to be a little clever, Xu Wen.
It was precisely with Xu Wen's contribution that Fang gradually left the foundation building process a little easier.
Xu Wen gasped for a while, and the piercing cry came intermittently, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
He gave the bearded man a look, and the latter immediately understood, holding the storage bag to his feet.
Syllable!
A storage bag was thrown in front of Zhou Pei by the beard.
"Don't make a fuss, you will have to go on the road in a while, don't worry, your meteorite will be stored here with us first, this is the spirit stone that will reward you. ”
After the beard was finished, he didn't look at it, and went back the way he came.
Only Zhou Pei held the face of the corpse and was stunned for a long time before picking up the storage bag.
Holding the storage bag with not many spirit stones, Zhou Pei looked at the four people in the distance, and there was a deep hatred in the depths of his eyes.
To others, they may have been equal beings in the same ranks, but only he knew that the four of them saw themselves as mere tools to tempt the Meteor and the Barrier.
If there is no breakthrough in building the foundation, it can only be at the mercy of others.
Although the four of them claimed to be partners, their brothers had never seen the meteorite they deserved until they were killed by the meteoric beast.
With tears in his eyes, he put away the bones of his relatives, and Zhou Pei stood silently behind the four people.
"Xu Wen, our meteorite sand should be enough for us to break through, it's been so long, it's time to break through. "The nun said.
Xu Wen touched his chin and measured, and nodded after a long time: "It should be enough, I am also about to break through the peak of the early stage of foundation building, but this trip to the blessed land has to go out in the middle of foundation building." ”
The implication is that just breaking through a small realm cannot make Xu Wen satisfied.
"Heh, if you hadn't lost eighty percent of our meteorites earlier, we would have been enough. The last indifferent young man scoffed.
When Xu Wen heard this, he immediately showed an embarrassed look on his face.
Speaking of the experience of that day, it was also quite thrilling.
It's not that it's shameful, the characters who crushed Lin Yuan, Zhang Yuzhen and Xin Shiyi just made Xu Wen feel powerless.
He knew that that person must be the Nine Heavens Honghu, and the gap between him and himself was the difference between cloud and mud, and sooner or later he would become the existence of Jiedan, so how could he take revenge on him?
That's right, Xu Wen is such a person with no ambitions, and he is happy to be like this.
Fortunately, there was a well-connected bearded man who spoke for him: "That side is gradually leaving, and the means are amazing, and we have been prepared for a long time, but we are just careless." ”
"If it weren't for the prohibition, I guess we would all have to hand over all of our meteoric sand, right?" the indifferent young man continued.
Then the young man actually stood up directly: "That's all for you, after all, the three of you have known each other before, and I have known you for a short time, so we should almost separate." And give me my part of the sand. ”
Xu Wen looked at the palm stretched out by the young man, his face was stunned, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that I want to break up, Brother Liao said it earlier, and he is still beating around the bush, are you still afraid that I will not be able to repay the debt?"
The corner of the young man surnamed Liao twitched, and he glanced at Zhou Pei, who bowed his head and was silent, intentionally or unintentionally.
"That's right, I'm going to break up now. ”