This huge movement lasted for a long time before it slowly stopped. But Fang Yan's heart was indeed like a storm, and it never stopped for a long time. The murderous intent that soared into the sky and the surging fighting spirit just now,
It is still so clear now. He stared blankly at the four lines of big words dissipating in the void. His heart was deeply touched, as if all the illusions he had just seen happened around him. He wanted to be alive.
In that era, it felt like joining the stunning war.
"Seniors, if there is a real attack from foreigners, as a member of the mainland, you must sacrifice your head and blood, and you will never be vague. Even if you die, you will expel him!" At the end of his speech, Fang Yan's voice was vainly raised, and his tone was ruthless.
The extremely firm, powerful and domineering aura burst out from him. At this moment, two drops of golden liquid suspended in his dantian vibrated violently, and the powerful golden light penetrated Fang Yan.
His body shining in the void was unshakable and powerful. His endless fighting spirit was not weaker than the aura emitted by the three heavenly saints, and even more than that!
With Fang Yan's unwavering words and this unrivaled golden light, the persistent fighting spirit and unwilling anger emitted from the surrounding graves gradually decreased a lot. At the same time, Fang Yan was saying this sentence
At that time, I fully believed in my heart that there might be outsiders from another world on the Canggu Continent.
Because it was not the first time he heard this statement. When he got the general point, Wu Tian mentioned that Wu Ri colluded with outsiders to seize Tianxing City, and the terrifying old man who was swallowed by himself.
Fang Yan also knew from the meager information left in his soul that he did not belong to the Canggu Continent.
What kind of people are they, where do they come from, and what do they do in the Canggu Continent? A big mystery arose from Fang Yan's heart.
This thought flashed through, and Fang Yan came to his senses. Now he couldn't think of anything. He was silent for a while. Then, Fang Yan turned around and bowed respectfully to all the graves.
After sighing, he said nothing, and picked up the little beast that was as serious as he was imitating himself, took a big step forward, walked through the grave, and walked deeper.
After passing through this grave, Fang Yan was no longer so scared, but the heavy feeling could not be relieved.
As we went deeper, the big trees around us gradually disappeared, and the whole space showed a bare scene, with nothing else. Even the soil on the ground suddenly dried up and cracked.
, it looks extremely ferocious and extremely terrifying.
At the same time, Fang Yan suddenly felt that his cultivation level seemed to be suddenly suppressed by something, and his power was being bound incredibly. The blood in his body was flowing extremely slowly, and the blood crystal was almost about to stop operating. Fang Yanda
Shocked, his face filled with fear, he quickly turned around and looked around. There was nothing. He looked up and looked into the void, but found nothing. Then, he tried hard to wield the blood in his body, trying to break through
This weird suppression.
But the war blood, which is usually overbearing and seems to be not afraid of anything, at this time, did not obey Fang Yan's command. How could the war blood work hard, it still looked half-dead, slowly flowing, blood
There was no improvement in Jing either.
Fang Yan held his breath and kept exerting force, his face flushed red, but the situation in his body was still there, and the power of fighting blood disappeared from his whole body. Fang Yan was extremely uncomfortable and was even more frightened.
What's going on? What's so terrible that even the blood of war was suppressed? Is the power I rely on the most - wouldn't I just wait for death?
He turned his body in panic and looked around, but he still didn't find anything wrong. Even the aura in the space was normal, without any danger -- but the more this happened, Fang Yan felt more and more terrible.
It is completely invisible and indifferent, and it makes people unable to find the root cause. It is much more clever than those saints. Just by inexplicably suppressing his own blood power, it is much better than those saints-
--"Boom" Just when Fang Yan was panicking, the dry ground suddenly vibrated without warning, and a violent swaying, as if the mountains were about to collapse and the ground was broken. Fang Yan's body was shaken and fell to pieces.
On the ground.
"Bang---Bang---"
"Boom-Boom--Boom--"
Immediately, several huge shocks spread between the sky and the earth, as if someone was hitting the mountain violently. After each knock, a swaying ground would shake, the entire Killing Mountain was shaking, and the space was in
It was trembling, and the world seemed to be losing its color.
"Puchi---" Fang Yan's body was thrust into pieces, and he couldn't help but spray several mouthfuls of blood in succession. His face turned pale and looked at the hazy distance. The source of the knocking sound just now came from there. What was it?
, It's so terrible? It's shaking! Fang Yanzhen is worried that if he knocks a few more times, the Killing Shenshan will not be able to withstand being smashed by him, and he may be buried here.
Fang Yan got up with difficulty, pinched his fist, and felt that except for the flesh-body power, the power of fighting blood could not be activated at all. His heart was desolate and his heart was trembling. This feeling of losing power made him
despair.
After tying his feet on the ground, he waited for a long time. The terrifying phenomenon just now did not happen again. Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked into the distance with alertness.
"Jiujiu." The little beast that was kept in Fang Yan's arms was kept tightly guarding Fang Yan, and she screamed anxiously. Her little face was full of anger, and she yelled at the space a few more times, as if she was cursing angrily.
.
Fang Yan lowered his head slightly. Although he was panicked and uneasy, a soft touch was still scratched on the corner of his mouth, patted his head, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small injury, I'm fine." He paused and asked again, "Little guy,
Have your cultivation been suppressed?”
"Jiuchi." Hearing Fang Yan's question, the little beast's face suddenly became bitter. His claws waved towards the void, but no lightning was emitted. He called out anger, as if he was cursing.
Understanding its meaning, Fang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, and was even more shocked. Even the magical living body like the little guy was suppressed. It was so terrible. What is there here? He and the little beast have experienced so much.
There have been many dangerous and terrible things, but under no circumstances can it affect the little beast, and even the evil tree cannot do it! But now, even it is "bending" here---
The Heavenly Saint's Dao pattern suppression? Obviously unlikely. Let's not talk about whether the Heavenly Saint has the terrifying source tree of all evil. Just this invisible and colorless energy suppression should not be able to be deployed by the Heavenly Saint--except the Heavenly Saint
, What else will there be? Is there anything more terrifying evil thing here than the Evil Source Tree?
Otherwise --------------Fang Yan suddenly thought of the black dagger in his body, which transcends the existence of the Extreme Holy Treasure, and destroys the weapon! I still remember hearing the vague statement from the Lord of Tianhui City that this destroying weapon contains the ancestor.
The aura, the old man who was swallowed by himself, also mentioned killing ancestors, and the terrifying figure who hit the void when the mountain and river list opened at the night before. Combining these, Fang Yan's guess in his heart became more and more certain
, it should be that there is a stronger existence above the Heavenly Saint. The only possibility is this so-called ancestor.
Could it be --- "How is that possible?" Thinking of this, Fang Yanshi screamed, his face full of exaggerated expressions that he couldn't believe. When he first came out of the cottage, he thought that the saint was the strongest, but later he appeared again
The Saint of Letian seems to have a more powerful existence until now, and he seems to be likely to encounter it.
These were really incredible and incredible, making him unable to believe it at all. His heart was filled with storm and fluctuations!
But there is nothing else except this explanation. Let me ask, whose knocking can make the heaven and earth lose its color and shake the mountain of Killing almost collapse? Heavenly Saint? Although Fang Yan has never seen the real Heavenly Saint, Fang Yan never believes that he can
With such powerful energy, you should know that the mountain of Killing is full of mystery. It is not an ordinary mountain range. It is impossible to be knocked by the Heavenly Saint to shake the earth. Otherwise, there would be no rumors, even if the Heavenly Saint enters the Heavenly Saint to kill.
The sacred mountain also had to fall with hatred--regardless of whether it was right or wrong, guessing was always speculation. Fang Yan's lips were already dry and cracked. He subconsciously tian's shriveled lips and looked like a tunnel of death.
The long road ahead, and looked back at the road ahead, and was struggling constantly in my heart. This situation was completely out of the scope of my ability.
Should I continue to move forward and find out, find the "Great Perfection" herbs, or give up halfway and return according to the same path? I can't make up my mind. It seems that both paths are all for a lifetime. Keep moving forward, everything is unknown, maybe that day
The existence above the saint, and returned the same way, Fang Yan had no confidence to face those "walking corpses", and he had no confidence to resist the evil aura of the evil source tree---"Little guy, I have always been
Let’s decide everything, this time I will leave it to you to decide, should we continue to walk or turn back and fight?" Fang Yan said with a heavy face, looking at the little beast still in anger.
The little beast, who was still scolding, did not expect Fang Yan to hand over the decision to it. At first, he was slightly stunned, and looked up at the serious Fang Yan with his big eyes. He knew that he was not joking, so he took it as a matter of no reason, lowered his head and did it.
He looked like he was thinking and gently knocked on his forehead with his little claws, constantly looking at the direction that seemed to determine their life and death.
In less than a moment, the little beast seemed to have made a decision. After being so grand that it was a little messy red hair on its head, it waved its paws and pointed to the unknown way forward. The little face was full of expressions of being willing to leave---
Fang Yan was so amused that it was time to go, and he was still so pretty. He might lose his life. He rubbed his head in a doting way, making his hair smooth and shiny just now messy again.
It complained with dissatisfaction and continued to walk its hair smoothly.
Since it was left to the little beast to decide, Fang Yan naturally would not have any opinion. To be honest, Fang Yan is more inclined to continue moving forward. Anyway, it is a life-and-death life, so it is better to fight! Not everyone can make it.