Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 132 Ignorant? (Third update for now...)
The formation was still roaring and exploding, with straight beams of light sweeping across all directions.

In the sky, it was like a purple-green ocean of thunder poured down, and in an instant, the river was cleared of large numbers of ferocious beasts.

But there were too many ferocious beasts, too many.

The Yanshi River runs through the fields of several counties, and its source is connected to the vast ocean. It is unknown how many mountains, fields and forests it can irrigate.

Therefore, one can imagine how huge the number of water beasts contained in it is!

Under such circumstances, no matter how good the defensive formation is, there will still be one or two lucky beasts who can reach the front of the formation with the help of the corpses of their companions.

Faced with such a situation, it was time for generals such as Shen Xing, Shen Yuan, Qing Wenxi and Fang Yang to take action.

What these generals do is to check for leaks and make up for them!
"White-feathered eagle, get up."

Fang Yang's face was calm, his fingers were flying like butterflies through flowers, and fiery red circles spread out.

Immediately, the white-feathered eagle flapped its wings and flew high.

This harvesting method is actually faster than third-level practitioners like Shen Yuan and Qing Wenxi.

Behind the white-feathered eagle, closely followed by the black water eagle and other densely packed 500 flying eagles.

Fang Min could naturally see with his eyes that even the Carp Eagle ancestor was not as good as Fang Yang at the same age.

The tiny cyclones they create combine at a very special frequency and converge into a hurricane.

Maybe one day, Fang Yang will easily surpass her.

Qing Wenxi also had the same feelings as Shen Yuan.

Then, the white-feathered eagle that reached the second level acted as the source of the fire and started to move violently.

Afterwards, this hurricane of ghost fire pressed forward.

When the other generals saw this, they were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

Gale.

wind.

A year ago, she was a big level higher than Fang Yang.

"Sure enough, as the elder of the Virtue clan said, Ayang is the one who has the most hope of becoming a saint among our group." Fang Min secretly praised in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the hurricane of ghost fire sliced ​​and vaporized the water beasts, which was horrifying.

Then the ethereal flame was born, wrapping around the hurricane, with overwhelming power.

Just like what they did in the Bloodline Dream, the group of flying eagles were divided into five teams, forming a simple formation and fluttering their wings together.

When did Fang Yang's slave skills become so powerful?

The wind borrows the power of the fire, and the fire assists the power of the wind.

Fang Yang actually incorporated the profound meaning of "wind and fire together" into it, which was an amazing skill.

"Is it true that one method can lead to all methods? It's really terrifying. This is the power of the leader of his generation." Shen Yuan felt a little worried.

But now, she is only a small level higher than Fang Yang.

But Qing Wenxi doesn't think he is much weaker than Fang Yang.

No matter how strong Fang Yang is, it is only because he has a spiritual body and occupies a lot of cultivation resources!

"Hmph, if I could imagine you and Qingmang being like you, absorbing as much practice resources as you want, I could also practice other schools at the same time!"

Qing Wenxi was disdainful: "If a good carp eagle spirit doesn't study hard, how can he follow the slave path? He has no knowledge and no skills!"

Faced with all kinds of looks, Fang Yang didn't care.

At this moment, he is silently absorbing the relevant experience of the Slave Dao, aiming to reach the realm of "controlling Thousand Eagles" as soon as possible.

The feelings in dreams and the feelings in reality are ultimately different.

If he hadn't considered that this was in public, he would have wanted to open the [Mysterious Realm] to increase his understanding.

"... Since ancient times, slave souls have been inseparable. The key to the slave path is the soul of the practitioner."

"...The soul of the cultivator determines what kind of ferocious beasts are enslaved and what bonuses there will be."

"...My flying eagles are ferocious beasts of wind and fire. If I really want to follow the slave path, then I'd better add traces of wind and fire to my soul..."

Even if he didn't open the [Mysterious Realm], Fang Yang relied on the specialness of Carp Eagle's spirit body, which was enough for him to gain some insights.

The carp eagle spirit body is a first-class spirit body, which represents not only the basic qualifications, but also some talents and understanding.

At this moment, every piece of slave knowledge was flowing in Fang Yang's heart.

And it wasn't until the sky cleared and the beast tide receded that Fang Yang could stop thinking like this.

The beast tide receded.

After hearing bursts of flute sounds, the fifth-level green crocodile giant beast led a group of beast kings to leave without any hesitation.

Their performance did not make Fang Min and other guards relax, but instead made them tense up. Because everyone knows that a ferocious beast that has lost its mind is far easier to deal with than a cold and rational ferocious beast.

The rivers are blood red.

The ferry was dark.

One by one, the soldiers were carrying out salvage, cleaning and other post-event work.

At the same time, Fang Yang was also doing his own personal work and summarizing his experiences.

This time, he experienced a very fierce actual battle.

And he suddenly discovered that because of this, the number of flying eagles he could control at the same time had reached more than 700!
"In just a few days, you went from being able to enslave five hundred flying eagles to being able to enslave seven hundred flying eagles."

Hong Qishang seemed to regard Fang Yang as a monster, and continued: "Have you ever considered going deeper into the Slave Dao sect?"

When Hong Qishang saw the unkind look in Uncle Fang's eyes, he quickly changed his mind: "I mean, maybe you can try the 'Slave Formation Convergence' approach."

Fang Yang shook his head, not intending to go deeper.

He said:

"The union of the slave array? The slave path? The array path?
I just use the control of the flying eagles as a supplementary method. I will talk about it when I have the chance. "

Now, what Fang Yang wants most is to improve his cultivation and transform his carp eagle spirit body into Kunpeng spirit body.

He can still distinguish the difference between magic and Dao.

What's more, even if he wants to study the art of fighting, he should study the carp eagle inheritance, not the slave way.

the other side.

As the commander-in-chief, Fang Min was not as busy as others imagined.

On the contrary, she was actually still in the Aqua Palace, playing and relaxing with Fang Yang's little frost horse, which was quite elegant.

Fang Yang's war horse will be a frost-white Pegasus, and Fang Min's war horse will also be a frost-white Pegasus.

The two frost-white Pegasus horses were both obtained from Uncle Fang.

The most important thing is that these two frost-white pegasus are biological siblings!
It was precisely because of this that Xiao Shuangma was not scared away by Fang Min.

"Little Shuangma, your favorite Yuzhi Spirit Fruit has been hung on your sister.

If you want to eat, you can go get it yourself, I don’t have it here. "

Fang Min placed the little frost horse on the ground and pointed at the tall and elegant frost-white pegasus in front of him.

Ever since.

The horses, one big and one small, started running.

But the little frost horse always missed catching up by just a tiny distance.

This situation is very discouraging.

But something magical happened:
During another chase, the white flames on the little frost horse suddenly rose three feet high and burned fiercely.

In this way, it was promoted from the first-level intermediate realm to the first-level high realm!
Then, it caught up with Sister Shuangma who deliberately slowed down her pace.

"Sigh~"

Fang Min took a breath of air: "No wonder the second uncle said that your potential is the strongest he has ever seen. It turns out that the second uncle didn't bluff me."

……

at the same time.

Thunder-killing flag.

Mysterious study room.

Mr. Huage was talking to Senyou:

"Ayou, since you have condensed the first-class holy body and successfully entered the rank of Taoist genius, then you go to deal with the matter of Yanshi River."

"Remember, Minghai Botao is a veteran Taoist species after all, so you should take him as your master first."

"Besides the monarch, you are the backbone of our Sen family. Work hard and don't let us down..."

Faced with Huage Lao's instructions, Senyou turned around and said yes.

He has become much calmer than before.

Later, as he became a Taoist-level genius, he took on the task of going to the Yanshi River to kill the great demon.

Although he accidentally learned that Fang Yang was at the Wuxi Ferry of the Yanshi River.

But he didn't intend to get entangled with Fang Yang, nor did he intend to make trouble with Fang Yang again.

Because Kunpeng's road is not easy to walk.

(End of this chapter)