At this time, Fang Qingmei's heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom, she wanted to blame her beloved son for not knowing the importance of what was important, how could he not even know the least sense of proportion, know how to advance and retreat? However, thinking that she left home when he was young and had no one to discipline him, these blames all turned into guilt at this moment.

Fang Qingmei firmly believes that her son's love for him cannot be erased casually, just as his concern and thoughts for him cannot be lightly blocked, for her, this mother-son relationship has long been unforgettable and deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

I didn't teach him well, and now, my beloved son may die trying to find himself. As soon as he thought of this, Fang Qingmei's heart ached faintly. No, even if it is the third elder, he has to fight for himself! For a while, Fang Qingmei, who had the upper hand in licking the calf, felt like a she-wolf squatting at the mouth of the cave, even if her eyes were dizzy and her consciousness was hazy, her sharp teeth could grind the roots of the teeth to sour, and her claws could tear the prey to pieces at any time, she could not and would never allow her beloved son to worry about his life!

Love can stimulate a person's most primitive energy and create the greatest legend in the world. Although Fang Qingmei is a cultivator, at this moment, she is still a mother who licks calves deeply. Thinking so in his heart, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood towards the Thunder Fire God Shuttle, and the huge Thunder Fire God Shuttle doubled in size in an instant, and the exterior of the Divine Shuttle flashed with a light purple thunderbolt.

As Fang Qingmei's divine thoughts flickered, the Thunder Fire Divine Shuttle slammed into the flying sword fiercely.

The flying sword roared, like a challenged king. This flying sword didn't have the slightest cowardice towards Fang Qingmei's Thunder Fire Divine Suo, and slashed down fiercely.

After the sword flashed, the Thunder Fire God Shuttle suddenly exploded in mid-air. A pale golden thunderbolt slammed into the flying sword of the Third Elder.

The flying sword screamed, and it fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal.

However, this Thunder Fire Divine Shuttle, which was regarded as a treasure of self-defense by Fang Qingmei, also turned into powder in an instant.

Fang Ling was about to make a move with the three elders, but he didn't expect Fang Qingmei to explode his talisman magic weapon. When he tried to stop it, it was too late.

"Three Elders. I beg you......" Fang Qingmei was about to kneel on the ground as he spoke.

looked like Fang Qingmei, who was about to kneel on the ground, just like an ordinary woman. Many of the disciples who followed her had a hint of strangeness in their eyes.

Back then, when this woman entered the Fang clan, she encountered a lot of hardships, but she gritted her teeth and survived.

Even the second elder who is the best for her. She never begged either. Now. For the sake of his beloved son, he pleaded with the three elders again in front of so many people.

This contrast made them a little unacceptable, and it also made them vaguely moved in their hearts.

And at the moment when Fang Qingmei was about to kneel, Fang Ling had already appeared beside her strangely, gently holding up Fang Qingmei and saying, "Mother." You don't have to worry about it, since he is indiscriminate. Whether it's right or wrong, then I'm going to have to teach this kind of eyeless thing a good lesson!"

As he spoke, Fang Ling slapped his small Qiankun bag, and nine flying swords flew out directly.

At this moment, although Fang Ling was calm, his heart was full of anger. This anger is not for him, but for Fang Qingmei.

For Fang Qingmei's kneeling!

He wants to make these people pay for his mother's kneeling, and he wants to make these people feel heartbroken and regret for this kneeling!

Therefore, at the moment when the rolling sword light flew out, he did not hesitate at all, and directly cast his strongest Nine Heavens Thunder True Solution.

In an instant, the implied momentum of Haoran Yuanying rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the thunderous qi between heaven and earth converged towards Fang Ling's side.

"Infant Ancestor!" a voice full of surprise sounded from the crowd.

And with this voice, many people looked at Fang Ling's gaze and turned into awe. The high-ranking Infant Ancestor, this Fang Ling is not an ordinary monk as they imagined, but a high-ranking Infant Ancestor!

And the Third Elder, his face was also twitching at this time, Fang Ling was standing beside him, he didn't even find out the identity of his Primordial Ancestor.

Although he is cold by nature, it is still not his willingness to find an opponent of the same level for no reason.

If he knew that Fang Ling was the Infant Ancestor, then some things would have a different result. But now, he can only let go and fight.

Stretching out his hand and figuring out his twenty-four flying swords, a majestic aura came out of his body. With this aura, a dragon with wings also appeared behind him.

It's just that the color of this dragon is earthy yellow.

"Xuantian Wuji, Qiankun borrows the law, get up!" A low shout sounded, and at this time, from Fang Ling's mouth, the sky above the nine Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Swords instantly gathered rolling purple thunder!

Regarding the fact that Fang Ling was the Ancestor Ancestor, although the Third Elder regretted making a feud with him a little, he was not worried in his heart.

As the ancestor of the Fang family, he not only has the cultivation of the ancestor of the Fang family, but also the power of the blood of the Fang family.

Although he is only a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, he has the combat power of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant. Therefore, it was just that Fang Ling, who had cultivated as a cousin in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, wanted to defeat him, which was like a joke.

However, when the first purple thunderbolt as thick as a child's arm struck down from the void, the faces of the three elders changed.

The power of thunder is one of the most powerful attack methods in the world. And Fang Ling's thunder was not only powerful, but also had a power that was extremely masculine and strong, destroying the mind.

Under this powerful force, the three elders felt as small as ants from the bottom of their hearts.

He knew that this feeling was very bad for him, and if he couldn't get rid of this feeling, even if he had ten points of cultivation, what he could finally exert would only be seven points.

But it's easy to say, but if you really want to get rid of it, it's very difficult. With the moment the first thunder thundered down, the twenty-four flying swords of the three elders turned into a huge sword circle and headed towards the thunder.

This is a method of sword formation, taking the meaning of the twenty-four solar terms. Not only is the offense sharp, but the defense is also infinitely useful.

The billowing sword light formed a white light cluster above the three elders' heads.

The defensive power of this light group is even stronger than that of ordinary defensive magic weapons, so the three elders are still quite confident at this time.

But the moment the first thunderbolt crashed down, the Third Elder felt that his mind attached to the twenty-four flying swords actually had a trembling feeling in an instant.

With these tremors of his heart, his face appeared a strange white.

Before the three elders who were shocked in their hearts had time to use other means, nine thunderbolts fell from the void again, and these nine thunderbolts were like nine thunder dragons, smashing fiercely into the sword light above the three elders' heads.

The third elder secretly screamed in his heart, he wanted to take back his flying sword, but where was there still time, the nine thunderbolts full of Haoran Qi had already smashed the sword light of the three elders.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the twenty-four flying swords of the three elders scattered in all directions the moment they were hit by this thunderbolt.

And the mind left by the three elders on the sword light disappeared at this moment. The three elders, whose hearts were damaged, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

He looked at the sword light that was still hovering in the void, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. The Third Elder, who didn't dare to hesitate at all, quickly pinched his fingers, and the figure of the winged dragon that had originally appeared behind him suddenly turned into a rune and appeared behind the Third Elder.

Fang Ling was no stranger to this kind of rune.

At the time of the battle of the Tongguan Dao people, such runes also appeared in the eyebrows of the Tongguan Dao people.

This is a Dao pattern, but the Dao pattern that appears in the heart of Tongguan Dao is a flame, and what appears behind the three elders is a winged dragon!

It's just that the light of this dragon is very dim and looming, not a little worse than the flame of the Tongguan Daoist.

But with the appearance of this dragon, behind the three elders, a pair of dragon wings with a length of two feet appeared.

What made Fang Ling pay more attention was the momentum displayed on the three elders at this time. What I just showed is not a little stronger. What he showed just now was the momentum of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but now, what was shown from the body of the Third Elder was the momentum of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

Could this be the power of the bloodline that the Fang family has always said?

No wonder the Fang family attached so much importance to the power of the bloodline, this small power of the bloodline was able to raise the cultivation of the three elders by a level.

From the early stage of the Yuan Infant to the middle of the Yuan Infant, although it seems to be only a little, in fact, many people know that this is not a lot.

For this reason, I don't know how many people are desperately cultivating, but in the end it is still difficult to break through this bottleneck.

Take those Yuanying ancestors of the Lu Kingdom as an example, they don't want to break through the middle Yuanying period all the time, but the only ones who can become monks in the middle Yuanying period are Emperor Liu and Tongguan Daoren.

Now, the cultivator of the Fang family, with the power of this bloodline, could easily increase his mana to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and this kind of means made Fang Ling feel a little warm.

However, at this time, it was not the time to say this, Fang Ling's divine thoughts flashed, and the rolling Haoran Qi poured into the nine Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Swords, just an instant, and nine thunderbolts fell from the void!

These nine thunderbolts were twice as thick as the nine thunderbolts just now, and between the thunder dragon's roars, they seemed even more violent.

The thunder dragons, as good as life, and the scales shining with purple thunder light, looked extremely clear.

The three elders didn't think about it in the face of the crazy falling thunder, their wings spread, and the whole person suddenly disappeared into the void.

When he reappeared, he was already twenty feet away......!

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