In the quiet space, white mist is everywhere, everything in the void is so natural and peaceful. Except for the slight sound brought by Fang Yan's steps, there is no other sound, and there is no danger in the air.
You will think of this scene deep in the mountain where the notorious and saint of heaven has entered and left without leaving.
Although there was no change, Fang Yan and the little beast's faces were almost twisted together so seriously, and cold sweat was flowing down. They could no longer control even a trace of cultivation energy in their bodies. Fang Yan's blood crystal had already
It was completely imprisoned, still in the dantian and motionless. Even the two drops of the powerful golden liquid could not emit any golden light, becoming dull and colorless.
What made Fang Yan even more terrifying was that as he went deeper, his body seemed to gradually become sore and weak, and all the power seemed to be suppressed. This invisible suppression was extremely powerful, even the domineering and powerful golden liquid.
It can be seen without a trace of resistance in front of him.
What exactly is there? How come such a terrible suppression force appears? It seems that it has left the scope of human power and is more like a law-like existence. Could it be that this is really the rumored ancestor? And the huge one just now
What's going on with the knocking sound?
Nearly an hour passed, and there was no accident, not even a trace of storm, nor did I feel any murderous intent or danger. So what is the purpose of this suppression?
"Boom---" Just as Fang Yan was thinking about all kinds of possibilities in his heart, the long-lost knock suddenly sounded again, and the entire mountain range was shaking. Fang Yan staggered, holding the little beast in his arms.
It was so shocked that it was thrown forward several feet away. The blood was sprayed out continuously when it was in the air, sprinkled on the dry ground, making it extremely charming and conspicuous.
Fang Yan lay on the ground with fear in his face, holding the little beast firmly in his arms, not daring to move, for fear that if he did this a few more times, he would be knocked away again. Without any cultivation,
It's not a joke. Just when I was shocked just now, I felt like my heart was almost broken and the pain was unbearable.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Fang Yan felt relieved and got up with difficulty. He didn't care about taking pictures of the soil on his body. He looked at the road ahead, which was the source of the loud noise, and looked shocked.
"It's so terrible. What's there that, it's just a powerful force that breaks the sky and breaks the earth."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yan's face changed drastically again, becoming extremely frightened. He suddenly strides forward, with fearless steps, and his steps were large and steady.
"What's wrong? Why is my body not under my control! Stop quickly." Fang Yan shouted loudly, his voice full of fear and fear, and he was desperately trying to struggle, but at this time he was completely unable to do so at all
He controlled his body as if he was controlled by some terrifying energy. No matter how he resisted, his feet still forced to step out automatically, without even a pause.
"No! Stop quickly. Bastard, what is it? If you have the ability, come out! I'm not afraid of you!" Fang Yan kept strode deep into the depths. His face turned pale, he had lost his composure and was extremely frightened.
Roared.
This is a very terrible state, with extremely clear minds, but the body is completely uncontrolled, and the direction is in danger and is likely to die without a doubt. Although Fang Yan was also heading in the same direction just now, he could walk independently and
Forced walking under inexplicably control is completely different in moods.
Fang Yan's spirit was almost broken, and he kept yelling and cursing. This was the first time he showed such fear and disobedience.
In such a clear state, even though he knew that the front would die, he kept moving forward without being controlled, contrary to his thoughts, stepping into death step by step, which is indeed enough to make any monk lose his composure, despair, collapse, and fear
---"Jiujiu." Seeing Fang Yan's face struggling and helpless look, the little beast in his arms screamed loudly. Strangely, its body was not under control and jumped out quickly
He took Fang Yan's arms, stood beside his calves, stretched out his claws to hug Fang Yan's calves, and kept pulling them back desperately.
But it didn't work at all. Fang Yan's feet did not slow down at all, and it was still extremely steady. Even more powerful than normal, he was able to move with the little beast.
The little beast was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, tears were almost flowing out, his nose was wrinkled, his teeth were grinning, and his face was struggling, obviously he used all his strength. The help was ineffective, and the little beast did not give up.
, rolled his eyes, then, one arm hugged Fang Yan's leg, found the right time, and the other claw accurately stuck the crack underground, trying to stop Fang Yan from moving forward in this way.
But it was destined to be disappointed. With a "puff", Fang Yan kept walking, and the little beast was taken up with a piece of soil--no matter how he scolded, there was no response in the space. What should have happened is still continuing.
It happened, and there was nothing we could do. Fang Yan felt sad in his heart. He looked down at the little beast who was still working hard and shouted: "Let's go, don't worry about me!"
"Go away quickly, this is not something we can compete with. If you don't leave, we will both die. Qiuqiu, don't worry about me. With your ability, you will definitely be able to go out. Go away quickly!" Seeing the little beast seemed to have not heard of himself.
As he said anything, Fang Yan shouted again anxiously, and the last two words almost roared.
"Jiuchi." The little beast did not raise its head, but shook it stubbornly, opened its mouth, and bit Fang Yan hard on his feet. Fang Yan only felt a slight pain coming, but it still had no effect.
The little beast used all his skills, tearing, biting, and snatching, and doing everything he could, but the situation did not change. The little beast was furious in despair because its cultivation was completely suppressed, and it could not fly, so it could only follow the side.
Yan's legs and feet crawled onto his shoulders, and raised a sharp roar to the sky, venting its endless reluctance and anger, as if it was about to penetrate the sky.
"Ball, go!" After being controlled and penetrated dozens of feet deep, Fang Yan finally felt a terrifying aura. This aura was still invisible, but the only feeling that Fang Yan felt was that it was like the sky, as vast as the sea.
It is not something that people can shake. In Fang Yan's opinion, this is a breath that should not exist in the world at all. He was completely disappointed and thought of the little beast that he never left him, and shouted again.
The little beast's shouts seemed to have never heard of. His big eyes looked at the deep front with anger, and kept roaring. He appeared on his face as fierce as he had never seen before. His claws were clenched, and his hair was pierced like a needle.
"Boom---" Suddenly, in the sky covered by fog, bursts of heart-shaking thunder sounds came, rolling and circulating, like thousands of troops galloping. At this time, the cultivation level of the whole body was suppressed
The little beast seemed to have changed, and suddenly emitted a very powerful aura. Then, the red hair above the head burst out with a strong red light, covering all the surrounding white fog in an instant.
The aura is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is on the verge of everything in the world. People can't help but feel that in front of this terrifying aura, it is so small and insignificant, as if the power of heaven is attached to the small
All living beings have a proud head on the ground.
"Jiuchi." The little beast's face showed a domineering majesty and roared at the front again. At the same time, Fang Yan suddenly felt that his feet seemed to have some sense of consciousness, and he could use his strength to resist the inexplicable power of control with a slight force.
It's right.
"Call the sky and respond, the power of heaven is possessed! The pseudo-sky beast? How could it be possible that the heaven and earth with the root of heaven can be born? Such a heaven-defying thing that should not exist?" Suddenly, from the deep and deep
A voice full of terrifying aura came from ahead. This voice was low and thick, containing indescribable power, as if it was ringing in my ears, and seemed to be coming from another world.
A single sound seemed to carry devastating energy, as if everything was about to collapse for this. Fang Yan felt a little about to be shattered, and he could not have any sense of resistance.
No matter how powerful the sound contained in this broken sound, the sound was heard, and it screamed even more fiercely. The roar of "chirp" was higher than the other, but it could not suppress the terrifying sound.
Space echoes.
"Pseudo-Sky Beast? Is he talking about the little guy's name? He knows the little guy's origin!" Fang Yan trembled all over, his heart beat violently. The owner of this voice was simply terrible and did not fall into the powerful range that people should have-
--"A pseudo-sky beast that has not grown up! Better! Just use your blood to break the seal for tens of thousands of years for me!" A terrifying voice came out again, extremely dull, without any emotion, without joy
Sadly: "Wuliang, look at me today, I will use the blood of the pseudo-sky beasts from the ancient Cang Continent to break the original Taoist pattern that you have trapped me for tens of thousands of years! You can't imagine it!"
After the words came, Fang Yan instinctively felt an extremely uneasy feeling. Without waiting for him to think about it, a vast aura came to his face, and then his whole body was completely controlled again, and the cry of the little beast stopped abruptly.
The majestic and domineering aura instantly disappeared, and his big eyes slowly became unconscious, standing blankly on Fang Yan's shoulders without any resistance.
"Qiuqiu." I don't know what happened, Fang Yan didn't care how powerful the owner of the voice in front of him was. He focused on the little beast and shouted urgently, but the little beast still didn't respond in half, just with the soul
It's usually taken off.
Fang Yan's face was distorted and his eyes were full of anxiety. At this time, he was only worried about the little beast and threw all the danger aside. The little beast's safety was more important than his own.