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Chapter 155: The Demon Gate and the Ghost Brake

The immortal soul is still there, the wood spirit vein is still there, the ice spirit vein is still there, the five thunder scrolls are still there, and the thundercloud seed is still there.

What was lost was the Dao Ji and Yuan Force in the body, but the cyan lotus blossom was still there. What is lost is just faith in the Heavenly Dao. There is also a special existence, and that is the Yin Yang Mantra Rune.

Fang Wenyuan was not anxious, because all the immortal fate he got was there. However, what is lost is only the pursuit that I don't want.

"If you don't follow the way of heaven, you are disrespectful to the way of heaven, and it should bring down the catastrophe of thunder and fire, why is there nothing to do in me?" Fang Wenyuan had this doubt in his heart.

There is also speculation: "There was a change in the immortal soul before, and there was no thunder and fire tribulation, could it be related to the immortal soul?"

But the eight-tailed cat always gives me an unfathomable feeling, and it looks tired, this matter..."

Doubts, Fang Wenyuan has never been lacking, so in this situation, he just put it on hold for the time being and left it for careful consideration in the future.

The core of the secret realm was still hanging high in the air, exuding a peaceful aura, Fang Wenyuan opened his mouth and inhaled it, taking it into his stomach.

The lotus flowers in the dantian are like a long drought and a rainstorm, and the curly lotus petals are quietly blooming, setting off the core of the secret realm.

The core of the secret realm was obtained by Fang Wenyuan from the Caixia Secret Realm, although Yue Li Zhenren saw it, but he didn't collect it, but asked him to put it away.

Yue Li Zhenren was also shocked when he saw the core of the secret realm, obviously shocked by its value, although he didn't collect it for some reason, but it was enough to set off its value.

Before entering the storage bag, the eight-tailed cat told Fang Wenyuan about the way to restore his cultivation, and the core of this secret realm was the antidote. However, the core of the secret realm is also a product of the Heavenly Dao, and since the Eight Tails said that it can help him recover his cultivation, he must have dealt with it in Shangmiàn.

"Could it be that it was the eight-tailed cat that defused the thunder and fire tribulation?" Fang Wenyuan sensed something in his heart.

The core of the secret realm was firmly above the dantian green lotus, and bursts of aura spread in the lotus flower, escaping from the wood aura to Fang Wenyuan's meridians.

Fang Wenyuan's heart moved, and the wood spirit vein stood out, absorbing the wood spirit qi and transforming the Dao vitality into the body.

After not following the Heavenly Dao, Fang Wenyuan only felt that the control of the wood spirit veins in his body was missing a layer of diaphragm. The effectiveness of the Wood Spirit Vein became more prominent, and the speed of healing was far greater than before.

Almost in three breaths, Fang Wenyuan's limbs had grown into rudimentary shapes, and the skin of his newly grown hands and feet was slightly white, but it was no different from before, and his degree of firmness had been slightly improved.

Fang Wenyuan looked at his right hand, and felt a little regretful, the original inheritance of the dragon pattern bone refining came from that arm bone.

There is another inheritance in the skull, that of the majestic and unruly man. And he was passed on to have two magical powers, moving mountains and seas. And now, under the karmic fire, the arm bone has disappeared without a trace.

At that time, his consciousness was withdrawn into the realm of karmic fire, and he was completely unaware of the changes in his body, so he didn't know whether this arm bone was lost or fused by karmic fire.

The cultivation in the body is still recovering, and the speed is not slow, but it will take a little time to recover the divine consciousness. Therefore, if you want to find the hand bones, you can only rely on the naked eye.

But the ignorant karmic fire around is still burning, and in the rolling flames, it is not real.

However, it is naturally impossible to put qì on this, Fang Wenyuan shouted loudly and said, "The bone of the dragon pattern is not in place yet?"

A high-pitched dragon groan made the trace of melancholy in Fang Wenyuan's heart disappear completely. muttered: "There is a six-inch dragon pattern on the bone of the dragon pattern, this dragon pattern is what I made it grow to six inches, the dragon pattern has a spirit, how can it be lost!"

After the dragon groaned, the karmic fire that had been gradually fading around him, one of the areas, suddenly churned, Fang Wenyuan fixed his eyes and saw that the golden dragon shadow had been struggling in it, but he couldn't break free.

Fang Wenyuan snorted coldly and said, "What about karmic fire obstruction!"

The cyan fireworks ignited in his right eye, and the spirit of the golden crow immediately withdrew from the sea of knowledge, flew out of his right eye, turned into a three-zhang firebird, spread his wings and flew, and came to the side of the dragon-patterned hand bone, and the three powerful claws directly grabbed the dragon-patterned hand bone and pulled it out of the karmic fire.

The dragon pattern hand bone turned into a golden streamer, heading straight for Fang Wenyuan's right hand, and immediately merged into it. The familiar feeling made Fang Wenyuan smile slightly.

At this moment, his cultivation seemed to have reached the early stage of foundation building, and he was about to approach the middle stage, and his cultivation had risen a little.

At this time, the secret realm core in the dantian suddenly dimmed, and under careful inward viewing, Fang Wenyuan found that Shang Miàn was carved with a circle of talisman seals, like a seal.

Just when Fang Wenyuan was a little puzzled, why didn't he let the secret realm core continue to operate and let him advance directly, the eight-tailed cat's voice came out from the secret realm core: "The path of cultivation must be one step at a time, and the aura of the secret realm core will keep you / Slowly absorb cultivation in the future."

Your cultivation is like a container, it can only hold so much at the moment, and if you have more, I'm afraid you will explode and die!"

In this regard, Fang Wenyuan didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the demon gate, and then moved his hands, pointing at the spirit of the golden crow.

The spirit of the golden crow suddenly let out a hiss, and the flames around it burst out, spreading its wings and rushing into the ignorant karmic fire, directly rolling up the karmic fire into a layer of fire waves, enveloping Fang Wenyuan.

The Golden Crow Fire covered Fang Wenyuan's body, protecting his body. Ignorant karma is on fire, blocking the karma of Fang Wenyuan recorded by the Demon Gate.

At the same time, the Ignorant Karmic Fire was also scorching the Spirit of the Golden Crow, so Fang Wenyuan's time was still very urgent. The spirit of the golden crow had been damaged in the Ghost King's Changing Spring before, and now it will become even weaker due to the invasion of the Ignorant Karmic Fire. Fang Wenyuan was naturally reluctant to let it dissipate, so he had to do it as soon as possible.

The thunderclouds in his body had recovered, Fang Wenyuan stood in the flames, his long hair was windless, and then he palmed it to the sky, which immediately caused the wind to surge, and the wind of the Nine Heavens whimpered and hissed, and a thundercloud was formed in an instant.

Thunder snakes swam among them, making bursts of sounds that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

Fang Wenyuan shouted loudly and said, "Punish evil!"

As soon as these words came out, the word 'punishment' also appeared in the sky, and the meaning of vicissitudes seemed to come through the long years.

The octagonal array was formed in an instant, and a simple long sword, a blur appeared under the octagonal array, fusing the thunder snake in the thundercloud, becoming like a substance. The hilt of the sword is engraved with the word 'thunder', with a brilliant heavenly might!

Fang Wenyuan's eyes were cold, his temperament changed sharply, and there was a domineering attitude between his eyebrows, not angry and arrogant. Take three steps forward, make a sword-holding posture with both hands, and suddenly slash downward!

Ten thousand thunderbolts followed behind the thunder sword, and its momentum spread far outside the Zhengyang Immortal Palace.

The Ghost King was waiting for the rabbit a hundred miles away from the Zhengyang Immortal Palace, and at this moment, he saw such a momentum coming from the death gate that Fang Wenyuan entered, and the thunder was monstrous.

Even if it is the ghost king of Jin Dan's cultivation, even if it is more than a hundred miles away. The Ghost King's heart still jumped, his eyes were full of shock, and he muttered, "There is such a technique to borrow the power of heaven! Who is it that casts it?"

The thunder sword was indomitable, with the majesty of thousands of thunders, and went straight to the top of the demon gate, slashing downward, with a bang, deafening.

Under the shock of the Demon Gate, it was not damaged. Fang Wenyuan didn't have a surprised look, it seemed that everything was expected by him.

In fact, since his consciousness was restored, he had been paying close attention to the miàn barrier on the Demon Gate, the barrier that could make people 'turn'.

After the Thunder Sword slashed up, Fang Wenyuan sensed a slight shaking in this layer of barriers, and what he wanted was this slight shaking.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Wenyuan went straight to the Demon Gate, and with one palm forward, the thousands of thunderbolts behind the Thunder Sword all hit the edge of the Demon Gate.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan took a deep breath and finally penetrated through this demon gate.

However, it doesn't end there. The back of the demon gate is depicted as if it is a statue of a ghost brake, and that door is actually the mouth of the ghost brake.

Bursts of black smoke erupted from the mouth of the ghost brake, forming a huge and hideous grimace, the blood-red eyes were extremely terrifying, and they opened their big mouths and let out a silent roar at Fang Wenyuan.

"Whoever enters this door, kill, kill, kill!"

Fang Wenyuan's face was slightly pale, obviously a criticism of excessive use of the technique of punishing evil. However, he didn't have any fearful look on the hideous face of the ghost, but his eyes showed a cold glow, and he said coldly: "It's you who is doing it!"

The figure did not move, Fang Wenyuan stretched out his hand in front of him, and the speed was so fast that he drew out an afterimage in the sky, and suddenly he was stunned and drank: "Pour the sea!"

The water of the waves was like pouring from the sky, and the fifty-zhang waves went straight to the face of the ghost brake, ruthlessly rushing forward.

However, Fang Wenyuan did not mean to stop there, but pointed to the thunderclouds in the sky from afar, and shouted: "Heavenly thunder falls!"

The sound of thunder covered everything, and all the sounds were drowned out in it.

The light of thunder is as dazzling as the sun in the sky, no, even if it is a bright sun, it does not shine like this!

The tide on the ground and the thunder in the sky all hit the hideous face of the ghost brake in an instant.

However, the result made Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrink, and his heart was shocked!

I saw that the ghost brake was stunned, and a red ripple appeared in front of the ghost brake. Even if it was the surging tide and the rolling thunder, all of them stopped an inch in front of the ghost brake, and they couldn't take half a step forward!

Between the ripples, the ghost brake let out a roar, and the strong impact directly disintegrated Fang Wenyuan's divine power, and even the birds and beasts that were hundreds of miles away were startled by this sound.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, his figure exploded, and he waved his hand to perform the technique of moving mountains, moving a small mountain in front of him.

At this time, the sound wave formed by the roar of the ghost brake rushed in.

The sand and gravel were splashed, and the fifty-foot hill was pushed forward by the rolling sound wave, and at the same time, the sand and gravel trees on the hill were still disintegrating.

Fang Wenyuan's complexion changed, and he slapped his palm on the hill to resist the impact of the hill, while using spiritual power to reinforce it.

I never expected that the mana of this ghost brake was so high, just the power of a roar, it was so powerful.

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