Reverend Insanity: Section 450: Too weak
The hall of refining is full of white light.
The light is so dazzling that you can’t be ignored.
A strong atmosphere, between Fanyu and Xianyu, obviously the refining of pupa has reached the most critical point.
Fang Yuan bathed in the deepest part of white light, and devoted all his heart to it. Beside him, there was Lidao Taoxian Maoliu, full of dignity and tension.
“It’s now!” Suddenly, Mao Liu started, and he actually canceled the entire training lane!
Originally, the most suitable method for refining the Celestial Immortals is the light path method. In addition, the practice of other schools can only do more with less, and even some have counter-effects.
And in this last step, we need to remove all the refining paths, and use the clever idea of Jixian to achieve the last step.
This is the most special place in the refining of heavenly centipede. Other centipedes rarely have this requirement.
Only the magical celestial celestial being, without any restrictions and restrictions, can be refined only under the circumstance of free movement.
Undoubtedly, this is a huge test for the Lixian who is practicing Li.
Because, Xunxian needs to replace the role of the Xuanzhen at this moment and guide the whole process of refining the **** to the final step.
But Guixian’s guiding role must not exceed the cent. Once exceeded, there are restrictions and constraints, and the heavenly fairy can’t condense.
This requires grasping a mysterious balance, the subtlety of which is difficult to express in words, and only the puppet immortal who has practiced it can have personal experience.
The last step in refining.
Fang Yuan’s mind burst into countless thoughts. Using intellectual means, he perfectly assumed the role of the original fairy array.
The surrounding white light is extremely dazzling, but under the guidance of Fang Yuan, they all start to condense and shrink.
Gradually, these radiance condensed into a ring shape around Fang Yuan.
The huge ring, which incorporated Fang Yuan into the center of the circle, was initially only condensed with light, but after a few breaths, it had a substantial touch.
After more than a dozen breaths, the light in the refining hall has returned to normal conditions, while the ring is condensed into substance, the size of a house, and the whole body is like platinum pouring.
The ring hovered quietly.
Fang Yuan stands at the center of the circle.
Mao Liu held his breath, and his heart faintly agitated: “The refining and killing of Tianguang turns and finally takes shape. But at least seven laps can really make the seven-round heavenly fairy.”
First turn.
Fang Yuan’s thoughts moved slightly, the ring slowly started, and the speed was quite slow.
On this turn, I made a tea effort, and then I made a complete turn.
“The first turn was successful.” Mao Liu exhaled a spit.
The second turn.
Fang Yuan will keep his eyes closed and open slowly.
From his eyes, a strange light burst out, shining on the ring.
The ring, which was originally stationary, seems to have gained momentum in this gaze, turning again.
This time, the speed is obviously faster than before.
After half a tea time, the circle is complete.
“The second turn was also successful.” Mao Liu squeezed his fists.
Third turn.
Fang Yuan’s nasal breath thickened and he kept breathing.
Of course, this breath is not a normal breath, but it is the use of refining channels to urge the valley out.
The breath communicates with the ring, and the ring turns again.
The rotation speed is faster this time. After a while, the rotation is successful.
“The third turn is also completed.” Mao Liu’s heart pounded.
Fourth turn.
Fang Yuan opened his mouth and began to groan.
Under his voice’s urging, the speed of the ring increased.
Soon, the fourth turn was also successful.
“A total of seven turns, more than half completed! However, it will become more and more difficult in the next, because the number of rounds is getting faster and faster, it is very difficult to grasp.” Mao Liu’s forehead has been sweating.
The fourth turn was over, but Fang Yuan didn’t rush to continue, but took a rest for a while, then started to urge the Taoist repertoire to make the circle rotate.
Fifth turn.
Fang Yuan’s arms dropped naturally, but at this moment he began to slowly raise his arms.
Like two mountains hanging on his arms, Fang Yuan raised his arms in an extremely heavy and slow posture.
The rotation of the ring starts, but unlike the previous few times, it rotates slowly while rising.
The distance from the floor tile is getting higher and higher. When it rises from Fang Yuan’s waist to Fang Yuan’s shoulder, it suddenly slams!
“Oops!” Mao Liu’s face changed suddenly, at the same time, the ring exploded suddenly.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the violent explosion was suppressed by the entire refining hall before it exploded.
But in the center, Fang Yuan has withstood the full power of the explosion.
Oh!
Fang Yuan’s face turned pale, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Serious injury!
Immortals are the same.
Fang Yuan immediately urged this fairy owl without any disadvantages and immediately showed good results. Fang Yuan’s severe injuries were directly converted to minor injuries, but the injuries did not heal.
Fang Yuan refining the seven-turn natural machine was injured, and using six turns of people as before, although the effect has been achieved, but the same ancient Tao effect cannot completely erase the injury.
The severity of Fang Yuan’s injury is evident.
The refining of Celestial Fairy Tail failed.
This is not the first time this has failed.
Mao Liu failed in the first few times. This time to the end, Fang Yuan took the shot himself and still failed.
For a time, Fang Yuan and Mao Liu’s faces did not look good.
Fang Yuan also fully practiced this time. Before she practiced the puppet, she used a lot of means of transportation, but she still failed.
Lian Ye is like this. It is very difficult to succeed. A lot of investment goes into it, and it may not be harvested. In the end, it is likely that the bamboo basket will be empty.
The key point is that Fang Yuan’s disaster is coming. This time the refining of the Tianji was not successful, which basically meant that Fang Yuan had no time to refining for the second time.
“It’s a pity.” Mao Liu sighed.
“No matter, even if there is no opportunity, I have the confidence to live through it.” Fang Yuan waved his hand. After a short effort, his mood returned to peace.
A few days later, Fang Yuan went out through the teleportation to the uninhabited wasteland and began to rob.
Falling Xianqiao, he opens the portal of Xianqiao.
Woohoo!
The vast amount of heaven and earth swelled into the sky, like a flood of Tianhe, filling the Supreme Immortal.
The immense and magnificent sight will be seen by people like Ying Wuxie.
This time Fang Yuandu robbery, in order to ensure foolproof, will also bring all shadows and immortals. Bai Ningbing was among them, but Xueer stayed in Langya Blessed Land.
Xueer is not trusted by Fang Yuan. As for everyone else, he has entered the Supreme Fairy.
When Fang Yuandu robbery, they can help one or two. Or when some immortals are attracted and come to destroy, they can also go out and block the enemy for Fangyuan.
This is a robbery.
When Fang Yuandu was robbed, he received the attention of God, and there was no way around this.
Tianyi is doing everything possible to eliminate Fang Yuan, and it will naturally be laid out. As soon as the layout is made, people will be robbed.
“It’s hard to imagine it if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes. Some people’s fairy tricks just **** the heaven and the earth and have such a magnificent weather!”
“The Supreme Immortal Technique … It is too strong. I believe that even if the nine-turned saint devours the heavens and the earth, this may not be the case.”
Yongzong Qunxian praised.
Bai Ning snorted coldly, his eyes shone brightly.
She was shocked in her heart, but she said, “You are too underestimated Jiu Zhuan the Supreme Master. Although I haven’t seen the scene of Jiu Zhuan Xian Qiao vomiting the heaven and earth, but inheriting the true story of Bai Xiang, I know that the light is white. For quite a long time, the scale of Luoqiao sucking the heaven and earth was much larger than Fang Yuanhong. “
Ying Wuxie glanced at Bai Ningbing lightly: “The white phase is eight turns, and he has eight turns of Dongtian. Fang Yuan is not seven turns at this time, but only seven turns of blessing. The two cannot be compared. Moreover, the Supreme Immortal The knowledge is vast and vast, many places have not been built, and the growth potential is unimaginable. On the other hand, it is quite a long time, but it has been fully constructed and the resources are full of holes. Of course, the resources consumed by these resources are huge.
Bai Ningbing kept silent.
“The evil fairy friend said so much.” The wonderful sound fairy laughed.
The rest of Xunxian also nodded in approval.
It took a while for Supreme Xianqiao to finish sucking up the heaven and earth, and the disaster began to take shape in Xiaochi.
Fang Yuan is now physically in Xiaochitian. This catastrophe is targeted at Fang Yuan and naturally will not appear elsewhere.
As for why Xiaochitian was chosen, it is naturally because of the vastness of the area. It used to be a place to fight with the ancient monkeys. No resources were paved here, and the loss was greatly reduced.
If you are roaming in Xiaonanjiang, Xiaobeiyuan and other places, the disaster will ravage and destroy countless resources. This is definitely not the situation that Fang Yuan wants to see.
“Supreme Fairy is too big. How can we avoid disasters and resources if we cross the robbery? But in the Supreme Fairy, disasters and calamities can’t include Xiaochitian at all!” Hei Loulan said with a very envious tone Sigh.
“My Shadow Sect has accumulated 100,000 years of hard work, and the Supreme Immortal Emperor who has been made is naturally extraordinary.” Ying Wuxie snorted coldly, proud of his tone.
“It’s a pity that everything made a wedding dress for Fang Yuan.” Bai Ningbing lingered, and immediately glared innocently.
“What? Am I wrong?” Bai Ningbing looked at the shadowlessly provocatively without fear, and recovered the place he had just.
Ying Wuxie took a deep breath and twisted his head: “What is the difference between the Supreme Immortal Puppet and the Lord Fang Yuan? He is now the Lord of My Shadow Sect, we are all in the same camp.”
“Hahaha.” Bai Ningbing laughed tauntingly.
Shadowless but deaf, he just stared at the disaster that had just taken shape.
I saw Fang Yuan, and heaven and earth, filled with extremely thick poisonous mist.
The poisonous mist is sloshing, divided into five colors and distinct.
“This is the plague of the poisonous way.” The White Rabbit girl said weakly.
“Accurately, it is the five poisonous robberies!” Ying Wuxie said, his vision was naturally broader.
Sure enough, as he said, the five colors of poisonous mist condensed into five giant monster forms, namely snake, scorpion, spider, toad, and tadpole.
Five monsters surround Fang Yuan, staring at each other, but not anxious to attack. They are accumulating strength, and as time goes by, their size grows larger.
“Why didn’t Fang Yuan still shoot?” Bai Ningbing frowned.
This is indeed the best time to take a shot, otherwise the longer the time goes, the stronger the poison will be.
However, Fang Yuan’s tactics are different from ordinary thinking.
He waited until the power of the five poisons reached the limit.
Each of the five major poisons is as big as a mountain.
Bai Ningbing and others couldn’t help holding their breath, the calamity of the disaster was so powerful that it shocked everyone who watched them.
This is not an ordinary seven-turn disaster, but with the blessing of Providence, the highest power to reach the limit allowed by Tiandi Avenue!
“Is that so?” Fang Yuan turned his eyes coldly, and the figure suddenly disappeared into place.
Boom boom boom!
The next moment, the sound of thunderous explosions is endless.
Bai Ningbing and others narrowed their pupils and looked at Fang Yuan in horror. The five poisons were defeated by his various offensives.
After a while, the poisonous mist collapses, leaving Yu Fangyuan’s figure like a demon, hovering in the battlefield.
Fang Yuan looked down on the battlefield, looked at his hands again, and mumbled in his mouth, “The seventh calamity … is too weak.” (To be continued.)