Fang Yang did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, although the spirit blood was a murderous alien race, it had nothing to do with him. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Originally, Fang Yang may not be able to let him live, but unfortunately, in the memory of Lingchen Yuanshen, he still has some other discoveries.

The fifty strong clans are the strongest dragons in this world.

The scattered cultivators sent by the Beishan League were discovered by the Fifty Strong Clans as soon as they stepped into this realm.

There are many loose cultivators, all of whom died at the hands of these fifty strong clans.

And among the Lingyin clan, this spiritual blood is the most.

The cultivation of the other fifty strong clans, although they killed the scattered cultivation of the Beishan Alliance, it was only a kill. But the spiritual blood is ferocious, and the scattered cultivators are captured, tortured, and tortured to death.

This kind of method is too cruel and inhumane.

Fang Yang didn't like this move.

Therefore, if you kill a mere alien, you will kill it.

The ten thousand clans in the cultivation world have disputes with each other, where is there such a right and wrong?

The conflict between the Beishan Alliance and the cultivation of this realm is the same.

This realm is weak, and the Beishan Alliance is strong, so naturally the Beishan Alliance is bullying this realm. But if it is reversed, this world is not much better.

Perhaps, the entire Beishan League will be wiped out.

Speaking of which, killing this spiritual blood with one blow is already cheap for him.

Thinking like this, Fang Yang looked at the way the spiritual blood came from.

"Boom!" In the midst of the rolling thunder, a figure instantly approached Fang Yang.

"Terran?" Fang Yang was slightly stunned.

This figure turned out to be a human race.

In this world, there are fifty strong races, many of which are very similar to the human race, and their appearance is difficult to identify. However, because they belong to different races, their breaths are also different.

This kind of breath is extremely difficult to fake.

What's more, in this interracial rampant interface, forging the aura of the heresy of the human race is simply no different from looking for death.

This figure is indeed a human race.

"Could it be that the monks sent into this place by the Beishan Alliance, and those who are stranded in this realm?" a thought suddenly appeared in Fang Yang Zhihai.

However, it was immediately denied.

Most of the scattered cultivators sent into this place by the Beishan League are in a low realm, and no one can achieve such a state of thunder and lightning.

What is the identity of this cultivation?

Fang Yang was surprised.

can be swept away, Fang Yang is a dignified, and his heart is no longer surprised, but ......

Shock!

Mortal vein refining qi?!

Fang Yang couldn't believe his eyes.

The monk in front of him was actually just a minor monk with a mortal vein refining qi of the ninth level.

Heaven and earth are mortal!

Among the five veins, the upper vein has absolute suppression over the lower vein.

This kind of suppression is an innate advantage.

Because in the field of avenues, the level is higher.

It can be said that ......

Closer to the Tao!

In terms of theory, a minor monk at the first level of human network refining qi is enough to fight with a monk who has built a foundation of mortal veins, and even kill him.

However, that's just theory!

As far as Fang Yang knows, the network method can indeed do this. However, not all connections can do this, and only in the connections can they have such honors.

Fang Yang has practiced so far, and there are not a few connections and techniques that he has come into contact with, and there are more than a dozen of them. However, whether it is "Heavy Earth Jue", "Corpse Mountain Jue", or "Wood Killing Jue", they are all very different from the supreme quality of connections.

Even the "Blood Shadow Magic Technique" left by the Venerable Master of the Blood Dao is far from reaching the supreme quality of human connections.

Even, even the Legend of the Spirit Ghost Clan, which had long been lost, the Origin Infant Ancestor of the Human Connections had high hopes and hoped to be able to step into the Immortal Soul Method, in Fang Yang's opinion, there was still a gap between the Supreme Quality Technique of the Human Connections.

Xinglin Waterfall is one of the branches of the Haori Sect of the Ancient Cultivation Immortal Realm, and in Fang Yang's opinion, its background is unfathomable. But whether it is the mountain master or the old man surnamed Shao, in his opinion, the method he cultivates is definitely not as good as the level of the Supreme Method.

Suffice it to say, there are a lot of differences!

Haori Sect and Blood Moon Sect were all immortal Dao sects in the ancient cultivation immortal realm era, and Fang Yang did not dare to speculate on the profound heritage. However, in his opinion, these two are not necessarily without the supreme quality of connections.

But even if there is, it is by no means within the reach of leisure.

Nine times out of ten, among the two sects, the inheritance status is enough to be compared with the position of the human connection method in the inheritance of the Beishan League, or even surpassed.

"The Venerable of the Blood Path...... "The Book of Wild Blood"? But I don't know if this Venerable of the Blood Dao is a native of the Land of Ten Thousand Mountains. I don't know if it has anything to do with the Blood Moon Sect......" A thought flashed quickly in Fang Yang Zhihai.

The supreme quality method of human connections is definitely a rare existence.

Although Fang Yang had many adventures, he did not have such a trick in hand.

In fact, the cultivation of many connections is similar to Fang Yang's here, although they are cultivated by each other, there are high and low, but there is still a considerable distance from the Supreme Technique of Connections.

Therefore, although there are five veins of heaven and earth, spirits, and people, the upper vein has absolute suppression of the lower vein, but it is not a layer corresponding to a layer in the strict sense, but there are many weakening points.

For example, theoretically speaking, a monk with a strong network of refining qi is enough to compete with a monk with a heavy foundation of mortal veins. However, in fact, a cultivator who refines qi with connections can only compete with a cultivator who has a second level of qi refining by cultivating to about the sixth level of qi refining, and has the power to receive one or several blows from him.

Then, with each increase, the strength is not just doubled.

A seventh- or eighth-level human network cultivator refining qi is enough to defeat an ordinary mortal vein foundation building master.

Even, if the method cultivated is strong, it is enough to kill it in an instant!

This spiritual blood is a cultivator of the eightfold human network of refining qi. Moreover, what he cultivated was also a powerful technique that was extremely famous among the Lingyin clan, and it was not impossible to fight a well-equipped mortal vein foundation cultivator.

As for the mortal pulse qi refining cultivators, even if they were the cultivators of the tenfold peak of qi refining and the Great Perfection, in front of him, they would never be able to fight back. However, the spiritual blood was actually hunted down and killed by a mortal qi refining monk here, it was simply ......

Slippery world!

Ridiculous!

However, it really happened in front of Fang Yang's eyes.

Uncanny!

At this moment, Fang Yang felt extremely weird.

One is the eightfold peak of human network qi refining, and the other is the ninth level of mortal pulse qi refining.

The gap between this is not a world of difference, but the gap between an adult tiger and a newborn lamb is not much different, and the latter does not even have the qualifications to fight with the former.

But......

The former was hit hard and hunted down!

If there is nothing strange in this, Fang Yang is the first to disbelieve it.

"Terran?" The ordinary-looking young Terran cultivator who was chasing after him glanced at Fang Yang coldly, frowning slightly: "Which sect disciple are you?"