Chapter 291: Father Preaching

At this time, Fang Wenyuan had a solemn face and shouted in a low voice: "Law Body!

In this move, he did not directly attack the Peach Tree Demon, but unexpectedly refined the Law Body. In the here and now, doing this move is tantamount to adding to your own blockage. It can even be said that he is looking for death, and there is a great enemy in front of him, and he has attracted the punishment of heavenly thunder.

The Peach Tree Demon couldn't see through Fang Wenyuan, and it didn't know what Fang Wenyuan was doing, but it instinctively felt the threat, and it became stronger and stronger.

As the thunderbolts hit Fang Wenyuan's body one after another, his gaze became even colder.

Then, he stood in front of his chest with his sword fingers and shouted in a low voice: "Thunder Soul!"

The already violent thunder in the sky suddenly seemed to be like water in an oil pot, the crackling sound was deafening, and the endless black clouds rolled uneasily.

In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds formed a face, this face was indifferent with supreme majesty, exactly the same as Fang Wenyuan. Tens of thousands of thunderbolts roared, forming a faint byte: "Punishment Spirit!"

At the same time, a golden crack appeared on the forehead of this huge face, and there was a terrifying existence in it, which was slowly taking shape and slowly appearing.

At this moment, everything in heaven and earth is quiet, and the raging wind is also condensed at this moment.

It was a sword, a quaint sword. The hilt of the sword was engraved with an ancient thunderbolt, and there was no bright light, but a layer of patina plated on it, covering the blade of the sword.

But when this sword appeared, Fang Wenyuan's face flushed, his figure staggered back a step or two, and muttered: "Sure enough, this method has a violent backlash, not to mention that it was forcibly summoned under the condition of refining the law body!"

All this happened extremely quickly, and it took less than three breaths after Fang Wenyuan collected the Ghost Head Knife.

At this time, the second blow of the Peach Tree Demon also came in front of him, a wall-like peach branch, sharp like a spear, with a small hole in the middle, like a tube, as if it wanted to penetrate Fang Wenyuan's skin and absorb his flesh and blood!

At this critical moment, the sword of punishment for evil rolled down, and a loud sound threatened to puncture the eardrums, and Gide's figure staggered down from the branches of the peach tree, losing the protection of the peach tree demon.

Under the power of the Sword of Punishment, Ji De rolled with his head in his hands, and there was a pain from his soul that made him unbearable.

The branches attacked by the peach tree demon suddenly froze in place like a solidified breeze.

Fang Wenyuan stood up straight, his eyes suddenly opened, and an invisible storm erupted from his eyes, forming a devastating momentum, directly crushing the wall of branches in front of him.

At the same time, a trace of ruthlessness and decisiveness flashed in Fang Wenyuan's eyes, and he pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and shouted: "Thunder Soul!"

A man who looked exactly like Fang Wenyuan walked out of his body, wearing golden armor and a blood-red cloak flying. At this moment, the demeanor of his thunder soul was fully displayed.

Flying up, like a meteor catching the moon, he suddenly held the thunder sword in his hand and went straight to the peach tree demon himself.

Fang Wenyuan's physical body stood in place, and the aura in his eyes was a little scattered, but there was no other change in the strange way.

In his body, there are seven long transparent needles, which are dripping and turning in the dantian.

That's right, after his soul was out of his body, the Seven Needles of Soul Sealing controlled his body, and this Seven Needles of Soul Sealing was a distraction, which could control others to form clones, and also control himself, just like now.

Seeing Fang Wenyuan's thunder soul out of his body and coming with the Punishment Spirit Sword in his hand, the Peach Tree Demon exclaimed in shock: "Yuan Shen Out of the Body? This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Only the power of the God Transformation Realm has such a ability! This son is just building a perfect foundation, and he will definitely not be able to do it!"

But the facts are already in front of you, and the peach tree demon must believe it if you don't believe it. It couldn't figure out why a monk who had built a perfect foundation had the ability to transform into a god realm!

There must be a demon in the abnormality, and the peach tree demon had a terrifying thought in its heart: "Could it be that he is a god realm powerhouse?"

Maybe this can make sense, only in this way can his essence blood be so vigorous, and the magic power between the shots is unpredictable!"

There was an aura on the thunder sword that made the Peach Tree Demon tremble, and in the sky, that indifferent face, coupled with Fang Wenyuan's out-of-body soul, all of this gave the Peach Tree Demon a huge shock.

At the same time, it also makes it despair. As a great power of the God Transformation Realm, even if his cultivation falls to the foundation, he can exert his ability beyond the original realm.

However, since the Peach Tree Demon has become a demon, he naturally will not obediently obey, and immediately shouted: "What about the power of the god to rebuild? This seat absorbs your Yuan Shen, and you can greatly increase your power, maybe you can get rid of the shackles of this body and transform into a human form!"

Immediately, the Peach Tree Demon spit out a round bead, with a pure Wood Demon Qi, and an irresistible coercion, which was its Demon Pill. The demon pill is like the monk's golden pill, and once the demon spits out the demon pill, it means that it will fight to the death.

Under the deterrence of the thunder sword, Ji De was already in pain, and at this moment, the peach tree demon spit out the demon pill, which made his seven orifices bleed nonstop, the spirit in his eyes collapsed, and his spirit was in a trance.

The demon pill appeared, and Fang Wenyuan's body stood in place, still bombarded by thunder. The spirit flew into the sky, holding the thunder sword, his eyes were condensed, and a trace of solemnity flashed.

He shouted in a low voice: "Demon! The grievances between you and me have been concluded today!"

The crazy spinning demon pill exudes a pure wood demon aura, like the source of the sea, like a wave, rushing in.

And at this time, Fang Wenyuan was already approaching, and with a turn of the thunder sword in his hand, thunderbolts flew out of the thunder sword, crackling, and hitting the demonic qi around the demon pill.

What I didn't expect was that this person and a demon were evenly matched.

But in fact, Fang Wenyuan was miserable, this punishment spirit sword seemed to be easy in his hand, but in fact, he was struggling in his hand all the time, and it emitted a strong thunder light, attacking without distinguishing between the enemy and me.

Although he is a thunder soul, this punishment spirit sword is indeed incomparable, otherwise, the peach tree demon will not spit out the demon pill and fight for his life. Therefore, he is the one who wants to fight quickly, and once the war drags on, it will be very unfavorable to him.

The soul is out of the body, which has a huge damage to his soul, this time, he is also the first time to let the thunder soul out of the body, this is his killing move to press the bottom of the box, for the sake of the demon source, he has to do this.

However, he also has a back hand, which is the flesh. It seems that the flesh body has been enduring the blows of the thunder in the center of the thunder, but in fact, he is using these thunders to temper his body while condensing the blue sky thunder ding in his body again.

In this way, the crisis of the physical body can be alleviated, and the power of heavenly thunder can also be transmitted into the thunder soul through the thunder ding.

Fighting against the Peach Tree Demon itself, Fang Wenyuan's move-killing machine was monstrous and merciless.

After the peach tree demon spit out the demon pill, its huge body was directly pulled up from the ground, dancing wildly, and went straight to Fang Wenyuan's vital point everywhere.

However, the peach petals flew down, forming sharp arrows, like rain, coming from all directions, and the demon flames soared into the sky.

Six purple rays of light spread out from Fang Wenyuan's body, surrounding Fang Wenyuan in the middle, airtight.

With the evil sword in his hand, Fang Wenyuan was wearing golden armor, like a thunder immortal, fighting against the demon pill of the peach tree demon.

At this time, his physical body was almost submerged in the thunder and light of the sky, and his whole body was constantly injured, and then healed, and the cycle repeatedly, and every time this happened, his physical body would be stronger.

At his dantian, a three-legged phantom became more condensed, and then flew overhead, greeting the monstrous thunder, becoming thicker and heavier, and a silk thread invisible to the naked eye linked it with Fang Wenyuan's thunder soul.

With this, Fang Wenyuan's Thunder Soul has a steady stream of power, and as he does so, it will cause damage to the Divine Soul, but now it is an endless situation, and nothing else is important compared to his life.

Just as they were about to fight and sweat, Fang Wenyuan suddenly flew back and closed his eyes.

In his mind, he kept thinking back to the original Fang Bufan's cold sky sword, and then he used it once, and these feelings continued to accumulate.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan's body and mind were running rapidly, and even the distractions in his physical body were also deducing wildly at the same moment, so that the eyes of his physical body became densely bloodshot.

Susu, Fang Wenyuan glared angrily, and there was an invisible force that descended on him, and at the same time, the Qingfeng Sword seemed to be inspired, and it immediately automatically broke out of the storage bag and fell into Fang Wenyuan's hands.

Moreover, an incredible change occurred, the Qingfeng Sword was forcibly fused with the Spirit Punishment Sword in his hand, and at the same time, a familiar feeling filled Fang Wenyuan's heart.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still. In Fang Wenyuan's mind, a vague shadow appeared, looking at Fang Wenyuan with a kind face, and said softly: "Yuan'er!"

Without waiting for Fang Wenyuan to speak, this vague shadow said again: "You are optimistic!"

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan suddenly opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, this person was the father he had been dreaming of, the father who had been trying to find countless days and nights.

But he understood that it was just a divine consciousness that was about to dissipate.

But Fang Bufan's appearance still made Fang Wenyuan's heart stir, and he was even more convinced in his heart that he must find his parents.

And the premise is to have enough skills, and now, is the crucial moment. Therefore, Fang Wenyuan pressed the excitement in his heart and carefully watched the drill of Fang Bufan's divine sense.

At this moment, the immortal soul actually vibrate, and a trace of golden light fell into Fang Wenyuan's divine soul, and suddenly, Fang Wenyuan seemed to be enlightened in his heart.

He muttered: "A sword is cold! What a sword is cold! How big the heart is, how big the sky is, how great the power of this sword is!"

Suddenly, the aura around Fang Wenyuan's body spread, and an invisible wave appeared around his body, and the void trembled!