Chapter 256: True Dan and Fake Dan

The elder of the Blood Demon Sect was shocked, he knew the power of the blood wheel best, so Fang Wenyuan was able to grasp it with his bare hands, so he would behave like this.

This blood wheel is not a Jindan magic weapon refined by himself, but a treasure within the inheritance sect, which has been cultivated in the dantian of a Jindan ancestor for more than a hundred years, and has already been formed. He was also forcibly promoted to Jin Dan, and he didn't have time to refine the magic weapon, so he would refine this blood wheel instead.

However, this is far from something that a foundation can resist.

His divine consciousness was scattered, so he knew very well how the Lanyue Pavilion Keqing died. By this time, Fang Wenyuan was no longer a simple foundation building cultivator in his heart, but a Jindan monk who had hidden his cultivation.

Even under Fang Wenyuan's indifferent eyes, he was already cowardly, he didn't even want the blood refining wheel, and flew away without hesitation.

Fang Wenyuan smiled coldly and said, "Want to escape?"

After that, he stretched out a finger forward and said softly: "Move mountains!"

Ripples emerged, and a hundred-foot mountain appeared above the head of the Blood Demon Sect elder, setting off a gust of wind and suddenly pressing down.

The wind was howling, and the eyes of the fleeing Blood Demon Sect elder were full of shock, his hands danced, and he began to cast spells, and a monstrous sea of blood emerged, forming a huge hand, setting off the mountain upward. His form didn't stop for a moment, and he continued to gallop forward.

With a cold smile, Fang Wenyuan stretched out his hand and pressed downward, and the Baizhang Mountain suddenly collapsed, turning into rubble in the sky, and fell with a bang.

The fleeing Blood Demon Sect elder suddenly sank into the rubble, and his hands continued to cast spells, and one after another Yuan Force struck, knocking these rubbles away.

Fang Wenyuan's body moved, turned into lightning, and appeared in front of the Blood Demon Sect Elder, the red thunder flashed in his eyes, and the Divine Rejuvenation Technique unfolded, turning into a mass of impact, and went straight to the Sea of Consciousness of the Blood Demon Sect Elder.

Airplanes~~

The elder of the Blood Demon Sect suddenly felt the sky spinning, a tingling pain in the sea of consciousness, and then, he felt a chill in his chest, and a three-foot Qingfeng pierced his heart.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and the last picture was a pair of indifferent eyes.

Nangong Ming looked at Fang Wenyuan, smiled freely, and said, "The golden scales are not in the pool, and when they encounter the wind and clouds, they change dragons!"

After that, without waiting for Fang Wenyuan to speak, he went straight to the battle.

After Yuan Xiong's move, Fang Wenyuan was not surprised by Nangong Ming's approach.

The two Jindan monks were killed by Fang Wenyuan, it seemed too easy, and Fang Wenyuan was a little surprised. When did Brother Jindan become so vulnerable.

When he was puzzled, the demonic thought, who had always been silent, actually transmitted his divine sense and said, "Don't be surprised, the two wastes you killed just now are not real Jindan monks, but fake pills!"

Fang Wenyuan suddenly became interested and asked, "Oh, what is called a fake pill, why haven't I heard of it!"

The demon thought was silent, and he didn't say anything for a while, Fang Wenyuan flew to the Zhuji Battle Group and fought alone against the disciples of the Yunsha Sect, as well as the bronze refining corpse they controlled.

These bronze refining corpses are just the cultivation of building a foundation, with Fang Wenyuan's current law body, they are in a battle together, they don't use supernatural powers at all, and they don't fall behind at all when they rely on their physical bodies.

The disciples of the Feibo Sect, after the battle of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, most of them knew Fang Wenyuan, and at this moment, looking at Jiang Fang Wenyuan's majestic posture, their eyes showed reverence.

Just when Fang Wenyuan was about to fight hotly, the demon thought transmitted again, and said: "The so-called fake pill is to rely on foreign objects and sacrifice Shouyuan to forcibly improve cultivation to Jindan.

Although this kind of person has the cultivation of Jindan, he does not have Jindan in his body, and only has the Jindan magic weapon of his predecessors as a substitute for Jindan.

Such monks, all sentient beings have no chance of promotion, they can only stop at the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan, and compared to ordinary Jindan monks, their cultivation is inferior, so you can kill them!"

In Fang Wenyuan's eyes, Demon Nian was not a good teacher, but a little gloomy, like a hunter who was in ambush, a hunter who would give his prey a fatal blow at any time.

Why did he suddenly change his temper today? Demon Nian seemed to guess the doubts in Fang Wenyuan's heart, and said, "You don't have to be surprised, this seat is telling you this, just so that you can avoid detours and be promoted to a god as soon as possible, and this seat can recover your free body as soon as possible!"

"And I don't want to die yet, so you can't die. ”

Fang Wenyuan's face was indifferent, he stretched out his hand and punched out, and his strong body drove a whirlwind, causing a void for a while, shattering a bronze refining corpse in front of him, and said, "Then, I need you to help me!"

Demon Nian snorted coldly and said, "You have to inch in, if you escape now, no one will be able to stop you, this is you looking for death!"

Fang Wenyuan's face was straight, and he said: "The eldest husband has something to do! There are some things I have to do! Do you help, or not?"

Facing Fang Wenyuan's scoundrel, Demon Nian said dejectedly: "This seat only helps you once, among these three sects, only nine people have real Jindan cultivation, and only two of them are in the late stage of Jindan." Blood Demon Sect Blood Yang is the second, and Shui Rou'er is the second. ”

After speaking, the demon thought was completely silent, and no matter how Fang Wenyuan called, he refused to show up.

But in Fang Wenyuan's sea of knowledge, there were nine figures, and these were all Demon Sect monks who belonged to the real Golden Pill as the Demon Mind said. And the other Jindan monks are just fake pills.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes flickered, and he went straight to the side of an elder of the Feibo Sect, and said, "Xuande Zhenren, disciple Fang Wenyuan, come to help you!"

That's right, this person is the Xuande Zhenren who had a holiday with Fang Wenyuan, and under the tradition of Fang Wenyuan and Wei Changgui, he was insulted.

Xuande whisked dust in his hands, like a waterfall, covering the sky, and the filaments were like sharp arrows, so that he could barely support himself against the three of them.

The other party is an old man in the middle of Jindan, and his cultivation is slightly inferior to that of Xuande Zhenren. It's just that there are two fake Dan monks by his side to help him, but he has the upper hand.

Hearing that Fang Wenyuan was coming, Xuande Zhenren took a look at it and saw that the person who came was just a perfect cultivation of the foundation, and immediately scolded: "Don't come nonsense, quickly retreat!"

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Xuande Zhenren was so benevolent and righteous, which made Fang Wenyuan feel a little embarrassed. However, he still sped over without changing his face, and went straight to one of the false Dan monks.

Leaving the wound and spinning wildly, the silver thread burst out, heading straight for the False Dan Elder.

Unexpectedly, as if he had seen the silver line of separation, his eyes shone brightly, and he flew back, put his hands in front of his chest, and shouted in a low voice: "Bloody body!"

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, condensing into a blood-colored body, blocking in front of him, and at the same time, the elder actually dodged and hid to the side!

The wound was pulled by the breath of the bloody body, and it couldn't be recovered, which made Fang Wenyuan meet it for the first time. Suddenly recalled, the wound that had always been invincible, with the growth of his cultivation, the strength of the enemy was gradually losing its value.

This blow did not make a contribution, but it forced a fake Dan monk to retreat, and the pressure on Xuande Zhenren was suddenly reduced a lot. Glancing at Fang Wenyuan's back, he unabashedly appreciated.

At the same time that the bloody body was disintegrated by the wound, Fang Wenyuan cast a spell and said, "The technique of pouring the sea!"

The sound of the waves was deafening, and the waves, which were about thirty feet high, went straight to the false Dan monk.

This fake Dan monk was even more difficult than the two Fang Wenyuan had killed before, only to see him shake his arms, draw a circle in the void, and whispered: "Defend yourself!"

A cloud of blood enveloped him, and although he was churning in the furious sea, he was not harmed materially.

Fang Wenyuan didn't have a surprised look, a thin layer of ice ballast hung on his brow, and small ice crystals appeared on his white hair.

At this moment, his body became very cold, the ice spirit veins in his body suddenly shone with a strong light, Fang Wenyuan put one hand on the sea water, and shouted in a low voice: "Frozen for thousands of miles!"

On a June day, it suddenly snowed, and everyone was amazed. The false Dan monk who was churning in the angry sea was frozen in it at this moment.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be long after the seal, and cracks come out one after another, and it only takes a moment to break free. However, will Fang Wenyuan give him a chance?

Of course not, I saw that Fang Wenyuan's eyes were indifferent, his sword fingers condensed, he waved forward, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry!"

The Qingfeng Sword, which had been hidden in the void by Fang Wenyuan, suddenly let out a hiss, like a meteor, directly penetrating the ice and passing through the chest of the false Dan monk.

In fact, this fake Dan monk had already been injured in the hands of Xuande Zhenren, so he was so weak and was killed by Fang Wenyuan in three moves. And the two fake pills that were killed before were because of the surprise of the Floating Life Thunder Technique and the Dementor Technique.

In any case, after Fang Wenyuan condensed the Thunder Soul Law Body, his strength increased greatly. If not, it would not be possible to kill three false Dan monks in such a short period of time. Although the False Dan Monk is slightly inferior to the True Dan, he is already strong. Therefore, Fang Wenyuan's harvest this time is not small.

After killing this fake Dan, Fang Wenyuan didn't look back, and came to Xuande Zhenren's side again to fight against another fake Dan monk.

On the Evil Sect warship, Xueyang, Shui Rou'er, and Zuo Qiuli each had gloomy faces.

Zuo Qiuli was deflated on Fang Wenyuan's body, but for some reason, he didn't chase after him, but stayed with Xueyang and the others.

Halfway through, Shui Rou'er looked at Fang Wenyuan's figure, broke the silence, and said, "This son actually killed three people in a row, this is the most important force for us." Although the longevity is not much, but in the future, when it comes to the central part of southern Xinjiang, it will also be a great help,"

Xueyang said lightly: "What do you mean?"

Zuo Qiuli opened his mouth in a dull voice and said, "Kill him!"

Xueyang said sarcastically: "Now, the Jindan elders of our sect are all fighting with the Jindan of the Feibo Sect. The disciples of Zhuji can't help him, who is going to kill this son?