Chapter 317: The White Horse Chariot

The dustless fairy asked, how could Shen Yangming not answer, and said eloquently: "Everyone has immeasurable tribulations, and all beings in immeasurable tribulations are like!"

Hearing this, the Dustless Fairy was surprised: "You mean"

Before the words of the dustless fairy were finished, Shen Yang Ming looked understanding, nodded, and said, "That's right! On the white horse chariot, it is not a person, but the jealousy of all beings!"

"When a person attains the Tao, he deprives all sentient beings of their aura, and all sentient beings have grievances in their hearts, and this resentment can become a catastrophe, and it is the appearance of all sentient beings, so the appearance is constantly changing, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female!"

Although the two did not go on in detail, their expressions had betrayed what they were thinking. It was a taste of horror.

Looking at Fang Wenyuan's eyes, there was a trace of pity, as if they decided that Fang Wenyuan would fail.

The 39th Heavenly Tribulation, one of which is the Thunder Tribulation. Second, the heavenly soldiers. Third, all living beings are tribulated!

Among them, the thunderstorm runs throughout, from the beginning to the end, and will continue all the time.

Fang Wenyuan saw the appearance of the beings on the white horse chariot, his pupils shrank, this time, unlike the last time he subdued the Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder, this appearance of the beings was even more indescribable. The threat to him was even stronger.

At the moment when all beings appeared, Fang Wenyuan's heart beat violently, and a life-and-death crisis spread throughout his body.

At this moment, the Yuan Force in his body was infinitely close to the point of ninety percent, and he was only one step away from forming a Nine-Rank Golden Pill.

But just such a step is extremely difficult, and now, it still needs nine heavenly thunders to replenish. However, the nine heavenly thunders that had already pursued were trailing behind the white horse chariot.

Therefore, Fang Wenyuan wanted to absorb the Nine Heavenly Thunders, not only to bear the damage caused by the Heavenly Thunder, but also to fight against the beings on the white horse chariot.

"Life and death, in one fell swoop!" Fang Wenyuan said secretly.

With that, he stood up from the rubble and faced the white horse chariot. With both hands, he whispered, "Move mountains and seas!"

Two hundred-foot-high mountains appeared out of thin air. The ripples floated, and the ocean went with it.

Fang Wenyuan's figure was galloping, and he cast a spell again, saying: "Pointing to the sky into a prison, painting the ground as a prison!"

In the void, there was an icy sound, and the wind stopped howling at this moment. This condensation did not stand still, but moved forward, controlling the range within a radius of thirty zhang.

After doing this, Fang Wenyuan did not stop, but sat on the horse with a heavy waist, punched solemnly, and shouted in a low voice: "Spiral strength!"

A spiral burst out, setting off a gust of wind, followed by the technique of drawing the earth into a prison.

Two towering mountains are in front, and the white horse chariot is like a long rainbow running through the sun, without stopping at all. It seemed that anything other than Fang Wenyuan was not enough to make it care, let alone make it stop.

With a bang, sand and stones splashed, blocking a high mountain at the forefront, directly under the attack of the white horse chariot, through a huge hole.

Cracks spread, and the pines and cypresses on the mountain collapsed in the swaying. The huge impact force formed a strong force, which deformed the entire mountain, and the half of the mountain in front of it swept directly under the force of the white horse chariot, followed by the chariot, and followed from its own broken hole.

It all happened between the lightning and flint, and a high mountain was directly shattered by the bombardment.

Then, there was another loud bang, deafening, and even frightened the jackdaws in the mountains outside the Blood Demon Sect.

A strong wave of sound, like the churning waves of the angry sea, swept through the entire Blood Demon Sect. The mountains and forests, centered on this place, all the trees and vegetation want to collapse outside.

Even the jade boat where Shen Yangming was located shook violently, and Shen Yangming steadied himself in shock.

The gaze that looked at the white horse chariot changed drastically again.

The white horse chariot was unstoppable, almost in an instant, through the two peaks, and went straight to Fang Wenyuan's technique of pouring the sea.

Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and he cast the spell again with both hands, not daring to stop for a moment. He knew very well that a technique of pouring the sea, coupled with the technique of drawing the ground as a prison, and a spiral force, was simply a mantis arm as a car, and there was no chance of winning at all.

At this time, the white horse chariot had already rushed into the angry sea, facing a thousand layers of huge quantities, facing criticism again and again. The momentum of moving forward has finally been suspended.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan was also very annoyed, almost all of his abilities were on the Thunder Technique, but now he was facing a Thunder Tribulation, Mo said that he couldn't use the Thunder Technique, even if he could use it, I was afraid that he would lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

Although the technique of pouring the sea worked, it did not last long, and the white horse chariot once again broke through the defense and killed it.

The technique of drawing the ground as a dungeon, at this moment, no longer moves, and after wrapping the white horse chariot, it suddenly condenses. However, the effect was not satisfactory, and it only blocked for a short moment before it collapsed.

The spiral energy followed, hitting the white horse at the head, and the white horse's eyes turned red, and a black vortex formed on the forehead, in the opposite direction to the spiral energy, and the two consumed each other for a while, and finally disappeared at the same time.

Then, Fang Wenyuan exerted several spiral strengths, and the effects received were mostly the same.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan was very annoyed, he had all his skills, except for the thunder spell, almost all of them were cast, but the impact on the zebra chariot was almost negligible.

In addition, so far, everything is that he is resisting, and Hakuba is just a simple impact. The sentient beings on the chariot have not yet made a move, and if the sentient beings also make a move, the consequences seem to be not difficult to imagine.

The Nine Rank Golden Pill was already in sight, as long as he crossed this white horse chariot and sucked the nine thunderbolts that followed behind it, he could immediately form the Dan.

Such an opportunity, if he let it go like this, Fang Wenyuan would be unwilling. Judging from the current situation, if you want to form a Jiupin Jindan, you hope to be too small and too small.

Moreover, his dantian once again began to show signs of instability, bursts of swelling and pain came, and once again reached the limit, if he didn't make a decision, he would explode and die.

Attracting the power of the immortal soul to suppress the dantian, the seven needles of the soul sealing as a medium, began to crack. The Seven Soul Sealing Needles were Fang Wenyuan's original Soul Splitting Sacrifice Practice, which was inseparable from his natal spirit, and at this moment, the Seven Soul Sealing Needles were traumatized, and his soul was also in turmoil.

The Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder, which had been refined into the Divine Soul, had once again made a commotion, and if it wasn't for the Immortal Soul suppressing it, it would have turned against it at any time.

After a little trance, the white horse chariot was already approaching, Fang Wenyuan's right hand was raised, and the unbroken means suddenly turned black, and a delicate flower suddenly shone on the glove.

With the launch of a palm, the phantom of this flower also went out.

This time, the nine white horses neighed in unison, their eyes turned crimson, and a huge black vortex took shape in front of them.

Although the momentum of the white horse is not decreasing at this moment, it is obviously a little less in terms of momentum. But this ordinary palm, under the blessing of the unbroken glove, suddenly became extraordinary.

The whirlpool inspired by the white horse was so vulnerable that it shattered directly, and three of the white horses, under the shadow of the flowers, were firmly imprisoned. In the struggle, it became the nourishment of this flower.

At this moment, the chariot had already reached the distance of less than three zhang from Lifangwen. The faces of all beings are still changing all the time, which is dazzling.

Suddenly flew out of the chariot, and slapped it without any tricks, Fang Wenyuan took a deep breath, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and poured a spiral force into his right fist.

Facing each other with his palms and fists, Fang Wenyuan was in incredulity and horror, his body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards, and a canopy of blood mist erupted. At the same time, the entire right arm, just like on the Tiangang Road, except for the hand bones, all the flesh and blood collapsed.

Looking at the appearance of the beings who had been killed again, Fang Wenyuan was a little dazed, and said secretly: "It's so strong!"

No, if he wants to admit defeat at this moment, it will never be possible. Because the Jiupin Jindan is already beckoning to him, and even if he admits defeat, it is a dead end, since this is the case, it is better to put it to death and live later.

Immediately pointed at all living beings from afar, and said, "Move mountains!"

Previously, he had resisted the chariot of the White Horse. With his current dantian level, the power of the mountain-moving technique he performed was doubled, so two mountains were summoned.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan once again performed the technique of moving mountains, invisible matter, but directly moved the weight of the mountain and blessed it on the bodies of all beings, so as to alleviate its pursuit and let himself take a breath.

But the result was still beyond Fang Wenyuan's expectations. After the sentient beings trembled slightly, the momentum of pursuit did not stop.

One hand turned into a claw and grabbed Fang Wenyuan's heart. Fang Wenyuan had already prepared, took out the Qingfeng Sword from the storage bag, and held it across his chest.

With a stabbing sound, a series of sparks burst out on the Qingfeng Sword. With a strong force, Fang Wenyuan's mouth cracked, and blood splashed.

At this time, the green light on his body resurfaced, leaving only the right arm of the bone, which once again healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Fang Wenyuan's face turned a little pale.

The sentient beings missed the blow, and actually retreated, pinched the trick in front of their chests with both hands, pointed at Fang Wenyuan, and shouted in a low voice: "Move mountains!"

Its voice was extraordinary, and it seemed that hundreds, or even thousands, of beings were speaking at the same time, including men and women, old and young, bewildering.

Hearing this, Fang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: "Move mountains?"

Before he could react, he felt that his body was sinking, and tens of millions of catties of huge force were pressed on his body, and even lifting his arm required a lot of strength.

The appearance of all beings, gathering the grievances of all beings, and the spells that can be cast can be described as vast. Will Fang Wenyuan's own skill of moving mountains is also not to be blamed.

Falling into the spell he relied on, Fang Wenyuan felt a little strange in his heart, but there was no time for him to think crankily.

For a moment, his speed of action became very sluggish. And also to face the harsh attacks of all beings, it seems that the decision between life and death is at this moment.