With one more skeleton, the power of this Demon Banner doubled, and for a while, the two of them were the best materials in his eyes.

"Wait, leave me too!"

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, the lips were dead and the teeth were cold, and they were both the three sons of the river, but Du Tiedi and Mo Yungu were red at this time. Although they are not the same as Huang Wusheng, but the three sons of the same Jiangjiang Sword Sect, seeing him at this time, how can they not be angry from their hearts, and hatred is born from their guts. They were now eager to beat Fang Ling to pieces in order to avenge Huang Wusheng.

"Fang Ling, after today, I will stop the Jiang Sword Sect and you will never die!" Emperor Du Tiedi shouted, the magic trick in his hand pinched, and more than a dozen round balls the size of a baby's fist were fiercely sacrificed towards Fang Ling.

And Mo Yungu over there also quickly pinched the magic technique, and the flames were like rain, constantly slapping towards Fang Ling's body. However, at the moment when the two of them sacrificed these attacks, the two who glanced at each other turned into two sword lights and fled frantically into the distance.

Seeing the two of them fleeing, Fang Ling snorted coldly and said, "If you want to leave, it's better to stay for me!" As he spoke, the Demon Banner in Fang Ling's hand shook slightly, and two black qi like essence swept away, directly sweeping away those yin thunder and fire, and the whole person turned into a phantom, chasing after the two people.

Du Tiedi and Mo Yungu's faces turned black at this time, for them, being able to force them to flee for their lives was already a matter of great disgrace, not to mention being chased by a monk who had just entered the Jindan realm.

According to the arrogance of the two of them in the past, it was definitely to have a deal with Fang Ling. It's a pity that Huang Wusheng's death has made the other party cold. The three of them joined forces and one of them died in Fang Ling's hands, not to mention that only the two of them were left.

"Evil obstacles. I'll settle the account for you one day!" Emperor Du Tie, who was snorting, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword light that was originally urged by him doubled its speed in an instant, turned into a long rainbow, and escaped into the sky.

And at this moment, Mo Yungu sprayed an extremely pure Dan Qi on his flying sword. Chased after Emperor Du Tie.

Fang Ling looked at the two of them who had disappeared into the sky in an instant, his brows furrowed, and finally stopped. For the two of them to exert a trick. Although Fang Ling didn't know the name, he also knew that this should be a method like a blood-burning technique. If he urges similar methods in Xuanyu Dafa, it's not that he can't catch up with these two people. However, this method of burning the essence blood golden pill will have to be retreated for at least ten years before it can be recovered.

What's more. Once this method is used. What hurts is the root, even if the cultivation can be restored, the origin is difficult to make up. And once the origin is injured and wants to advance to the Yuan Infant, it is impossible at all.

In other words, although Emperor Du Tiedi and the others escaped with their lives this time, the road for the two to advance to the Yuanying Ancestor had been completely blocked. This is for the two. In fact, it is the heaviest kind of suffering.

As a monk, who wouldn't want to go further? It's called the way to stop people, and it's more uncomfortable than killing parents. Now, Fang Ling was equivalent to cutting off the path of the two of them to cultivate.

Naturally, Fang Ling would not chase the two of them at the risk of injuring himself in order to chase and kill them. The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to make up for it.

After the two of them fled away, Fang Ling flew back to Qingyue Valley. Before he could fall down, Yang Jiu, the Black Scorpion Lady and the others had already knelt on the ground respectfully, and said in unison: "Congratulations to the real person on his victory, and he will succeed!"

Which of these foundation-building cultivators under Fang Ling was not a person of pure vitality? At this time, they could be said to be convinced by Fang Ling, and they drank in unison, which was really sonic shock.

Fang Ling's gaze swept towards these people, and from these eyes, he could feel the awe and admiration that these people were for him. He knew in his heart that from today on, these people would be completely his team.

With a wave of his sleeves, Fang Ling said calmly, "Everyone, please get up." ”

Everyone hugged Fang Ling back to the temporary cave mansion, and after the black scorpion lady and most of the people left consciously, Tingting came to Fang Ling in a curling manner, handed over a small Qiankun bag in her hand and said: "Real person, this is a small Qiankun bag that fell from Huang Wusheng's body, please check it by a real person." ”

A small Qiankun bag of Jindan real people, Fang Ling naturally would not let it go. As soon as he stretched out his hand and put the Qiankun bag into his hand, his divine sense rolled towards the small Qiankun bag. At this time, Huang Wusheng was dead, his little Qiankun bag naturally would not have any obstacles to Fang Ling, and in an instant, Fang Ling could see clearly the contents of the small Qiankun bag.

In Huang Wusheng's small Qiankun bag, there were no magic weapons at this time, except for a few top-level magic weapons, there were some immortal stone elixirs and a few bottles of pills with different effects. Among these things, what interested Fang Ling the most was a pill called Guizang Dan. He had heard the name of this elixir, and it was one of the elixirs used by Jindan monks to improve their cultivation.

The value of each one is one hundred medium-grade immortal stones. What's more, this elixir is generally priceless. As soon as it appears, it will be bought out immediately.

Just as Fang Ling was about to put away Huang Wusheng's small Qiankun bag, a jade slip caught Fang Ling's attention. This jade slip looks ordinary, but it is placed in the middle of the small Qiankun bag, and it is also a trace of being used often.

Casually taking the jade slip, Fang Ling swept his divine sense over. But at the moment when his divine thoughts were about to enter this jade slip, a mighty sword light, like a shocking long sword, slashed towards Fang Ling's divine sense.

This sword is so powerful that it has the momentum of striking out with a sword and kneeling in all directions. And that sword light is even sharper than the one that will turn everything into powder.

Fang Ling's face changed, he didn't expect that there was such a huge momentum hidden in a piece of jade slip. He didn't care about anything else, the divine consciousness that had already gathered into a piece of diamond, was frantically urged by him, and it became more and more crystal clear and hard and boundless.

But at this moment, Fang Ling's heart was full of worry. He didn't know if his divine sense would be able to block this earth-shattering blow, not to mention that even if he blocked this blow, he would probably have to leave scars on his mind.

Could it be that in the face of this kind of attack that directly slashed his divine sense, could he only wait? Just when Fang Ling was unwilling in his heart, the villain hidden in his Vajra Divine Sense seemed to feel the threat of the sword light, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Immediately, a golden palm flew out of the villain's hand and slapped it fiercely against the sword light. For a moment, within Fang Ling's divine sense, the sword light was like electricity, piercing through the long sky. And the golden palm is mighty and mighty, which is difficult to match.

The collision of the two forces made Fang Ling feel dizzy in his head, and the severe pain made him almost fall to the ground. But the moment he cleared his mind, a message appeared in his heart.

"Lifeless Cracked Void Seal!" can break the divine sense, the power is mighty, and the earth-shattering sword just now is resisted by relying on this Lifeless Cracked Void Seal. And if it weren't for that earth-shattering sword that slashed towards the divine sense, Fang Ling's current realm would not have been able to cast that lifeless crack void seal at all.

"Real person, are you okay?" The black scorpion lady held Fang Ling with both hands, her charming eyes were full of concern.

At this time, Fang Ling felt that his divine sense was about to be exhausted. This is the consequence of the excessive consumption of the consciousness, and the joy in the heart is instantly replaced by the pain of the consciousness. He calmed himself down, and then silently recited the verses of Maitreya's Sutra of the Next Life, which can be regarded as stabilizing his sanity.

"I don't have anything to do, you guys should step back first!" Fang Ling waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

Although the faces of the Black Scorpion Lady and the others showed a trace of worry about Fang Ling's situation, Fang Ling's divine power in defeating the three sons of the river made them dare not disobey Fang Ling's instructions in the slightest, and after bowing down one by one, they left quickly.

Fang Ling's mind flickered, and he arranged the White Tiger Seven Kills Diagram beside him. Only then did he silently recite the verses of Maitreya's Sutra of the Next Life, and slowly regained his consciousness. According to Fang Ling's estimate, it was only a matter of one or two hours for him to recover his divine consciousness, but he didn't expect that it wasn't until the evening of the sixth day that his divine consciousness had fully recovered.

After thinking carefully about the process of the lifeless cracked void seal, Fang Ling's heart was afraid for a while. The casting of this lifeless rift void seal was too consuming of divine sense, and in a quarter of an hour after he cast it, he didn't even have the slightest power of divine sense.

And the consequences of not having the power of divine sense, Fang Ling knew very well, that meant him, he faced the attacks of others, he had no mana, but he had no power to resist. Although there was no danger this time, it also made Fang Ling feel terrified.

He picked up the jade slip again, and this time he was already prepared, and his mind slowly probed towards the jade slip. Fang Ling's divine sense penetrated very slowly, and it took half an hour to see half of the jade slip.

The sword light that almost shattered his consciousness never appeared again. And Fang Ling's probing of the jade slip made Fang Ling's eyes brighter and brighter.

This jade slip was left by a predecessor of the Sword Sect, and its content is not a sword technique, but the process of this ancestor cultivating the sword technique. For example, Huang Wusheng's swordsmanship method of condensing the void into reality is recorded in it.

However, what made Fang Ling even happier was the process left by this Infant Ancestor about how he cultivated the means of condensing the sword into silk. Although this process is not too long, it is mentioned in every word. After watching this process, Fang Ling suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

Although it will take a long time of hard work to practice this condensing sword into silk. However, the content of this jade slip has already pointed out the direction of how to cultivate.

For this condensing sword into silk, Fang Ling was envious of the abnormality before he achieved the golden pill. However, firstly, he did not have the cultivation method, and secondly, he also knew that this method was difficult to cultivate. Therefore, although I was envious, I did not waste my efforts in this regard.

And now it's different, with this experience, he cultivates into a condensed sword into silk, which is a matter of time! (To be continued......

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