Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fang Yan's divine soul quickly stabilized, on the surface, his face was covered with blood and was seriously injured, but in fact, when he launched a divine sense attack, he immediately received the benefit of a pure soul power in the soul card, and the divine soul that had become weak due to the full attack recovered extremely quickly. Copy URL access

Almost all the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect gathered here, looking at Fang Yan with a complicated expression, the person with the lowest cultivation among them has now gone the farthest, and his combat power is even more eye-opening, he can even use a divine sense attack, I really don't know how he cultivates, his master Shan Gufeng has a double-point stone into a golden hand.

Moreover, after winning this battle, all the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect who participated in the big competition can raise their eyebrows, as a relatively low-ranking sect, it is not easy for a disciple to reach the top eight, and everyone's faces will look much better because of this. At this time, no matter what the considerations, a group of disciples gathered around the dialect and took the initiative to protect the Dharma for it, which also showed outsiders that the Qingyuan Sect was a united sect.

The situation of Zuo Liang lying on the fighting platform is not optimistic, the damage to the divine sense has always been a taboo for monks, and it is also the most difficult to adjust, how can such a competition between the same ranks be so heavy-handed, it is completely a madman who kills a thousand enemies and loses eight hundred. But Fang Yan did so, and followed up and gave him a heavy punch, although he was protected by the Jindan elder at this moment, his face was still bleeding, and his breath was disordered.

At this time, he didn't know that the net-like spiritual weapon he valued the most had been taken away by Fang Yan, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't know how heartbroken it would be. In the process of fighting, I am afraid that no second person will do this, but if there is this net-like spiritual weapon to help, the dialect is no less than a tiger with wings, but I don't know if this spiritual weapon can be left.

Fang Yan still sat patiently on the ground, trying his best to recover his soul, lest he leave the slightest damage, and besides, he had just received the feedback of the soul card's pure soul power, which was very beneficial to the soul, so he naturally refused to let go of such a good opportunity easily.

It didn't take long for the surrounding people to suddenly flash out of a passage. A female cultivator walked through the crowd to Fang Yan's side, Fang Yan was slightly startled, and was about to stand up, it turned out that it was the head of Qianhuan who came to visit him in person. Qianhuan Zhenren hurriedly motioned for him not to move, and his figure flashed to his side, and then wrapped his body around Fang Yan with his divine sense, and carefully examined it.

"It's fine. It's not a big deal, I'll send you back to recuperate. The eyes of the thousand illusions moved slightly. With one hand, he lifted the dialect up, and then wrapped him around him and quickly left the place. After a while, Fang Yan was brought to his room, and Qianhuan Zhenren left a few bottles of healing pills and left in a hurry.

However, before leaving, the head of Qianhuan said a few words puzzled: "I heard that Senior Sister Miaoyin said that you have a special physique, but I didn't expect that your divine soul is also very special, and your divine sense is far beyond the same level, and even a monk who cultivates higher than himself dares to attack." There's not much damage yet, it's weird. ”

Fang Yan didn't know how to answer, so he had to pretend to close his eyes to heal his wounds, and let her shake her head and leave. After she left, Fang Yan received a message from Feng'er, replied to her, and then continued to sit upright and cultivate. But an hour later, he flashed to the blue bead space.

The condition of the puppet body was greatly alleviated, and after a day and night, the ice aura basically dissipated, but the ice fruit tree was nourished. Fang Yan finally settled down, and the fact that his puppet body was able to recover so quickly also strengthened his already stretched combat power a lot, and he finally had an extra arm in the next quarterfinals. It's a pity that this kind of combat power is still too small.

Taking out a few magic needles and net-like spirit weapons obtained from Zuo Liang, Fang Yan hesitated and wanted to refine them, both of which were good things, but it seemed too inauthentic to do so, unlike that ball of phantom ice, these two things were almost snatched by him blatantly. After thinking about it, the tongue was put away, if he really did. I'm afraid that it will cause public outrage, and these two things will be even more unpreservable.

After picking a few Bingli Fruits and putting them in a jade box, Fang Yan flashed back to the outside world, and then slowly cultivated, and after a week, there was nothing abnormal in his body, and his mana gradually recovered as before. By the way, after checking his dantian for a while, Fang Yan couldn't help but be fascinated when he looked at the strange golden lotus, and shook his head again and ignored it.

At night, Fang Yan went to bed early, and the next day he rose into the air under the strange eyes of the disciples and flew straight to the mountain. Yesterday, everyone saw the weight of his injury, and in just one day, he became fierce again, could it be that the dialect was a demon beast, or that the head of the Thousand Illusions gave him a high-quality healing pill.

The healing pill given by Qianhuan Zhenren yesterday was really good, but Fang Yan didn't want to eat a single one, and only used a few pills that he carried with him, and besides, he was not seriously injured, and it was just scary to look at. When they came to the main hall on the mountain, Fang Yan first entered it and waited for the draw, and the order of the quarterfinals was to be disrupted and redrawn.

Originally, at the end of the competition yesterday, he should have come here to complete the matter, but at that time, the dialect seemed to be injured a lot, so it was pushed to today. There are already a few disciples in the hall here, and they were surprised when they saw Fang Yan, yesterday they all heard that they had a fight and lost both, Zuo Liang was healing behind closed doors, but Fang Yan appeared here in full spirit.

After a while, all the eight disciples who participated in the lottery arrived, and they looked at the few people next to them, Fang Yan secretly shook their heads in their hearts, five disciples of the Lanyue Sect and two disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and only one of the remaining six sects broke into the top eight. This time in the Eight Sects Competition, the Lanyue Sect is undoubtedly the biggest winner, no matter what level it is.

Soon, the quarterfinals were fought on a few competitive platforms in the middle of the mountain, and Fang Yan walked into the room, and finally did not see the disciple of the Lanyue Sect wearing a half-moon pattern, and the opponent was a female cultivator of the Wanling Sect. This female, who looked rather cold, was wearing a fiery red palace dress with a pattern of ten thousand flowers, which was also the difference of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, perhaps related to the fact that they were mainly engaged in business.

The eight major sects all have their own iconic patterns, and the logo of the Wanling Gate looks the most beautiful, embroidered with various flowers on the top and bottom of the clothes, which is called the Ten Thousand Flowers Map. Unlike other sects that distinguish the rank of disciples by the color of clothing, this sect does not have this rule, and the clothes worn by disciples are colorful, as long as they like it, there is no strict limit.

To be able to reach the quarterfinals, the opponent's strength must not be simple, and at the beginning of the competition, this cold female cultivator didn't say a word, and a pair of purple copper hammers were immediately thrown out by her, bringing up two red smoke and dust straight into the dialect. Fang Yan didn't answer, several treasures were casually released, and after skillfully completing his own defense, the Blood God Sword flew out.

Up to now, the various methods of dialects have long been known, in fact, except for a very few people who may still conceal their strength, the vast majority of people have been exposed. I have also heard of this female cultivator's dialect, she is a fire attribute monk with extremely strong combat power, and she has not encountered too many obstacles along the way, and the most rumored is her powerful spiritual fire.

It is said that this female cultivator specializes in cultivating fire attribute exercises, and the spiritual fire used is not collected and refined, but is actually an innate spiritual fire, which is often referred to as an innate spiritual fire. All the innate things in the cultivation realm are very supernatural, just like the innate powers of demon beasts, and those who possess such spiritual things are often not to be underestimated.

The bronze hammers were like flammable objects, and after a cloud of smoke and dust, they suddenly burst into flames, and by the time Fang Yan was not far away, the heat wave had already arrived in front of him. The two purple copper hammers were actually fire attribute spiritual weapons, like two huge torches attacking the dialect, such unpopular artifacts were rarely used by monks, especially if the other party was still a female cultivator.

The monks have never been particular about the shape of the spiritual weapon, and only pursue the power of the spiritual weapon, just like the few male cultivators who faced each other some time ago, but they used delicately shaped bottles and other things commonly used by female cultivators, but most of their corresponding exercises are water attributes, but they will not feel weird when controlled.

With a muffled "bang", the pair of copper hammers slammed into the Demon King's shield, although they were blocked from castration, the tongue of fire that spewed out passed through the shield and forced towards Fang Yan's body. The fire attribute alone is not afraid to attack the dialect, but these tongues of fire are full of spirituality, like a spirit beast controlled by people, and they actually flexibly hover around the dialect to attack.

At this moment, the second spiritual weapon of this female cultivator was also released, which was a long whip, and as soon as it was urged, it was like a fiery snake, instantly wrapped around the blood god sword of the above words, and then fought in one place. The Shadowless Sword had long been driven by dialects and was quietly ambushed not far away, but this spiritual weapon had long been known, and its power had been greatly reduced.

Releasing the second spiritual weapon, the female cultivator still did not stop, she actually took out a red hairpin, and then spit out a ball of essence from her mouth, this hairpin immediately turned into a living thing and emitted a shining red light, and instantly detonated the surrounding spiritual energy, and suddenly turned into a sea of fire on the platform.

Originally, Fang Yan was still wondering why this female cultivator didn't use defensive means, but at this time, she realized that she also had the ability to use such a fire attribute spell that integrated attack and defense. It is impossible for others to do it, because this kind of spell spiritual power consumes a lot of spiritual power and cannot last, but it may not be possible for this female cultivator.

The reason is that she is driven by innate spiritual fires, which are her innate supernatural powers, these spiritual fires are like a part of her body, they are extremely simple to cast, and they don't need to consume much mana, and they are more powerful. The advantage of innate things also lies in this, a monk like this is more precious than the Heavenly Spirit Root, and no matter which sect it is, it will be included in the sect like a treasure.

But this is also the most headache for the dialect, the original spiritual fire has a restraint effect on the magic skills, making it difficult for the dialects to do their best to use all kinds of demonic methods, and the natal spirit talisman to deal with the fire attribute attack is exhausted in the previous fighting method, and the calculation body has no decent means to deal with it.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Skill was also effective against fire attribute mana, and it could have been used to deal with those disciples of the Moon Sect, but these fire spiritual powers were based on innate spiritual fire, and it was impossible for dialects to absorb and refine them. At the beginning, he secretly tried it, wanting to repeat the old tricks, who knew that these flames were extremely sensitive, and the slightest movement of the dialect would fight with him like a spirit beast. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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