It is a peerless lotus flower from far to near, from the surface to the subtlety, revealing exquisiteness!

It seems to be transcendent and supreme divine objects above the world.

The lotus flower blooms with five petals, with different colors, each showing one of them, and there is a mysterious Tao Yun.

At the moment when the lotus flowers were formed, the air near them began to shake wildly.

All eyes were focused on the lotus flower, which, though somewhat illusory, had already developed an aura that made their hearts tremble.

Under this breath, they are ants.

Fang Yanli also noticed this lotus flower, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

In this lotus flower, he felt blood and tears, perseverance and perseverance, and of course, that unswerving heart.

Yes, he knew that these lotus flowers were all the fruits of his cultivation so far, and they were the testimony of his growth.

On its flawless surface, every inch of brilliance is forged by his perseverance and painstaking efforts.

So, he wasn't surprised.

Cultivating so far, it's just a sigh.

Now that I want to step into the foundation, my blood will eventually be sublimated, this is the end, and it is also just the beginning.

He carefully and gently held up the lotus flower, which was full of peerless temperament in the palm of his hand like a child who had grown up with careful care.

He lifted the lotus lotus high, lifted it above his heavenly spirit, and even higher, to face it, to struggle, to break through the endless clouds of calamity.

"This is my way!" Fang gradually said a firm voice involuntarily.

Bang!

The entire calamity clouds trembled suddenly, thunder and lightning thunderbolts, dark green winds, and black real water.

These strange things that fell from the sky had only one goal, and that was the flawless lotus flower that Fang gradually left the palm of his hand.

But the lotus flower is swaying in the wind and rain, trembling in the thunder, but the temperament is still the same.

Fang gradually entered an extremely mysterious realm, and the lotus flower in the palm of his hand flew out on its own, away from him, and turned to accept the thunderstorm, neon frost and ice.

And Fang gradually left, he was in an extremely incredible state, he had no qi and blood in his body, only the aura of heaven and earth continued to pour in, and he entered the so-called pseudo-foundation realm.

A body of qi and blood needs to survive the tribulation, but he himself also has to go against the destiny of heaven to survive the tribulation that is still rampant above his head.

Boom!

The entire tribulation cloud suddenly pressed down, and a thunderous hand suddenly poked out from the dense black calamity cloud.

The thunder hand did not really fall, but the thunder prison shrouded it, and the blue-black thunder seemed to crush everything.

Xin Shiyi and Zhang Yuzhen, who were also in the range, already had the heart to scold their mothers in their hearts, because in their feelings, the qi of the Thunder Prison also locked itself.

In a way, the two of them helped Fang gradually detach from the pressure to reduce considerable pressure.

But there was no way, the thunder prison fell, and the two of them could only use the spiritual power in their bodies and face the thunder above their heads.

In an instant, the thunder between heaven and earth flickered, and everything turned into a flickering lightning.

The ground rolled over as if it had been ploughed, and in an instant it was destroyed to charred ash.

Fang gradually left his body of qi and blood for a while, and he couldn't resist at all, and all his clothes were instantly burned to ashes.

The thunder burned his meridians and destroyed his internal organs, wanting to destroy his years of cultivation.

"Whoever stands in my way, destroy it!" Fang gradually took out an iron sword from the storage bag quickly, and with a wave of his palm, a layer of golden light spread all over it.

A fierce sword intent was born from him, and the sword light shone brightly, and the light was cold for ten miles.

He raised his head to meet the thunderous hand, followed his will, and slashed out diagonally with a sword.

Whoop –

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the thunder hand was divided into two parts.

But this is not the end, the sky is misty again, and there is a strong stinging and burning sensation to the touch.

The mist is colorful and includes some small, hideous-looking bugs.

Xin Shiyi and the others had just finished dealing with the thunder, and they sensed that there was a new trouble descending, and their faces couldn't help but become even more gloomy.

Fang gradually left there and looked quite calm, attracting the nascent spiritual power in his body, forming a thin film of light to block these water mist.

The water mist continued to corrode the spiritual light film, but it couldn't be broken at all in a short period of time.

Fang gradually left to look at the lotus flower that contained all his qi and blood, and at this moment he was also experiencing all kinds of heavenly calamities.

It is the self that is witnessed, so the qi and blood must be separated from the self, so that it is the true self.

But Fang gradually left the realm, and his sea of qi had been truthfully and perfectly developed.

The perfect sea of qi is born to attract the convergence of aura.

What's more, Fang gradually departed from the immaculate body he had obtained, and the physical body was immaculate and equally perfect.

In this way, Fang gradually left the spiritual power in his body continuously, and it didn't seem like a person who had not yet fully built a foundation.

At this time, the clouds were on fire, the sky was full of fire, and the entire mist was ignited in an instant.

Fang gradually lifted the long sword in his hand directly, and the sharp sword aura was like a sword to kill the sky.

"Yao Chi!" he called out in his heart, and immediately, a jade light condensed and instantly entered his body from in front of him.

Fang gradually closed his eyes slowly, and opened them abruptly in less than half a breath.

A blinding jade light erupted from him, even covering his figure.

"Anti-......"

The jade light gradually weakened, and the defenseless Fang gradually left like that, this time the anti-ancient was successful!

What is different is that this time Fang gradually left his forehead with an extra white horn.

Coupled with his demon-like red eyes, it immediately sets off a unique and mysterious temperament.

Fang gradually left the spiritual power between his fingers in a flash, and there was already an extra white robe on his body, like a lover in a painting.

At this time, Fang Wanli obviously can't be completely called Fang Wanli, he has a lot of qualities that don't belong to him, and a sense of majesty that can't be described in words is also accompanied by it.

Now he is more free, and he has a sense of freedom and freedom as he wants.

The bright sword light flew out in a ring, swinging away the surrounding flames, and then he actually stepped into the air.

He also read a passage left by his predecessors lightly:

"Once you enter the door, you will get rid of the ordinary for ten years...... Steal my mystic heart and turn it into a seeking stone!"

Steal my heart and turn it into a seeking stone!

Everyone on the lookers was in high spirits, looking at the young man who gradually ascended to the sky, for some reason, his heart was filled with an endless yearning.

Xiao Ling'er looked at the young and shining figure and couldn't help but be stunned.

This is also him, this is also the man who raised the Qiankun giant sword at the beginning?

Yes, that's him, too!

Fang gradually looked up at the constantly tumbling clouds, and his straightforward and honest words burst out of his suppressed chest: "I want to build a foundation." ”