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

Chapter 167 Black Moon’s Phantom Heart Essence

The forest is dark and dimly lit by moonlight.

Fang Yang walked slowly into the forest. Above him, a white-feathered eagle led nearly a thousand flying eagles to circle, alert.

On both sides of him were his clan uncle and clan sister.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, a white-feathered eagle chirped and flapped its wings.

Its broad body was instantly filled with blazing flames, making it look like a monster from hell, hideous and terrifying.

Under its chirping, nearly a thousand flying eagles flapped their wings, creating strong winds.

In an instant, a hurricane flame was shot out by the white-feathered eagle, rushing straight into and illuminating the bushes below.

And there was a big python hidden in the bushes.

Uncle Fang glanced around and said calmly: "The snake gall of the seven-leaf python can be used in various detoxification pills, and the harvest is good."

Thump thump thump…

Fang Min looked at the white-feathered eagle, her eyes brightened slightly, and said, "You are an extraordinary white-feathered eagle."

Because of the movement just now, it attracted the attention of many people.

The poisonous beast—the seven-leaf python!

His eyes were even more red and sinister, making people frightened just looking at them.

Such an astonishing move immediately made the seven-leaf python straighten its body and turn around to escape.

Seeing that it could no longer hide, the seven-leaf python immediately jumped forward.

This giant python has a gray-green body and scales like withered yellow leaves.

However, locked by Fang Yang's Qi machine, the seven-leafed python was unable to move.

The next moment, the ghostly hurricane directly knocked the seven-leafed python into the bushes, turning it into a white field.

"Wow—"

The chirping sound started again, and the white-feathered eagle burned like a falling meteor, rushing down with a majestic momentum that destroyed everything.

These people all looked at Bai Yuying and Fang Yang with strange eyes.

With a roar, waves of white smoke rose up, and the body of the seven-leafed python was captured by the white-feathered eagle's talons and returned.

"The little demon in the temple is so windy..." Fang Yang sighed softly.

It actually wanted to resist Youmang Hurricane and strangle Fang Yang and the other three!

Under the bright moonlight, a huge python is pressing down, which is breathtaking.

Why is a third-level ferocious beast so ferocious? It doesn't make sense.

The white-feathered eagle was vigilantly guarding all directions.

The seven-leaf python opened its eyes wide and seemed to be stunned.

On the top of a mountain in the distance, under a vigorous ancient tree.

"Fang Yang..."

Yu Ming looked at the handsome black and white Taoist figure in the distance and muttered silently.

Yu Ming, once tied with Fang Yang, Lin Yaoguang, Ji Juyun, Jiang Zunjian and others, was the leader of each realm in the Changkong clan's army competition.

But as time goes by, the gap between the leaders gradually becomes apparent.

Lin Yaoguang, the leader of the third level, had already resigned himself to his fate and accepted the fact that Fang Yang would surpass him.

However, the leader of the second level, Yu Ming, who is now a third-level advanced practitioner, does not accept the fact that he will become "mediocre".

Yu Ming was simply envious and jealous of all the glorious deeds Fang Yang had created in the previous battle of Xuan Yu.

He was inadvertently used as a stepping stone by Fang Yang, a junior, but his heart was not as generous as Lin Yaoguang's!
At this moment, Yu Ming had a gloomy look on his handsome face:

"I didn't expect you to be so accomplished in the Slave Dao School."

"If I really let you enter the Royal Thunder Temple, I really don't know what kind of brilliance you will burst into."

"Huh~ It seems that I have to get the [Heart of Black Moon Shui Kun] treasure quickly and become a person with the majestic blood power like Hei Liwu." Suddenly, Yu Ming's eyes narrowed.

Because he saw Fang Yang capture a brand new kind of flying eagle.

Scraping Eagle!
"The Bush Eagle is a flying eagle of the Mu Dao School. It can use the power of vegetation to increase its speed. The power of its bloodline is almost the same as that of the White Feathered Eagle."

Fang Min said in an interesting tone: "Ayang, is it possible that you want the slave formation to join forces?!"

Hearing this, Fang Yang looked at the three-color flying eagles in the sky, and then lowered his head to look down at the seven green flying eagles.

White-feathered eagle, fire-path flying eagle.

Black Water Eagle, Waterway Eagle.

Iron-winged eagle, golden flying eagle.

Coupled with the bush eagle in front of him, well, it seems that he is really on the path of the slave formation converging.

"The slave formation merges?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "I'm just a Hundred Eagle Soul. Let's talk about the merger of He Nu Formation when we have a chance."

Since ancient times, slave souls have not been divided into different families. The soul Tao school is broad and profound, and it is not a good way to practice at all.

Moreover, his current focus of practice will still be on the Kunpeng Way, and he does not have much energy to delve into the Formation Way.

If he really wants the slave formation to merge, then he must at least be the Thousand Eagle Soul!

……

boom!
Boom!

Just as Fang Yang and others were exploring the forest, a shocking loud sound suddenly erupted from the depths of the Black Moon Mountains.

Fang Yang looked up and suddenly saw majestic black smoke rising in the distance and spreading to all directions, trying to cover the sky and the moonlight.

Inside the majestic black smoke, a faint roar could be heard, as if a river of dark souls was flowing, and countless blood-stained creatures were sinking in it.

This is the evolution of Black Moon Monkey King’s inheritance!

Afterwards, everyone cheered with joy.

"Oh my God, that must be the soul falling into the Black Mountain. It's already dyed red. I don't know how many lives have fallen." Someone pointed at a blood-red mountain peak that looked like a sword thrust into the earth and exclaimed, making a sound of fear.

"The power of the formation still exists, but as time goes by, it becomes smaller and smaller. And once the dark shadow appears on the bright moon, it may be reduced to the lowest level. By then, it will be a fight between the dragon and the tiger." An insider said softly , with mixed emotions.

"It doesn't matter what you say, the Hei family has already leaked the information." The others snorted with disdain.

Regardless of whether their attitude was good or bad, at this moment, everyone was amazed by the evolution of the thick black smoke.

Because except for the Yulei Tongtian Tower, this place is the first-rate in inheritance!
"The power of the formation..." Fang Yang muttered softly, then lowered his head and looked at the yellowed sheepskin scroll.

Soon, he identified the place he wanted to go to - Xuan Kun Guiyuan.

And in three days, it will be the time when the bright moon appears as a dark shadow!
Suddenly, Fang Yang's ears moved slightly.

He suddenly raised his head and instantly saw several huge streams of light appearing in the sky.

Sword dragon, magic sunflower plant, Nine Nether Hell Dog...

They are the supreme geniuses at the Taoist level such as Jiang Zunjian, Chen Kui and Sen You!

Second Uncle Fang narrowed his eyes and said with a solemn expression: "It is rumored that the Black Moon Monkey King's inheritance place will have the birth of [Black Moon Fantasy Heart Essence]."

Hearing this, Fang Min's face showed anticipation: "Black Moon Huan Xin Essence, this is the treasure that can lead to sainthood and transcend tribulations..."

With their information, Fang Yang gradually understood what the Black Moon Phantom Heart Essence was.

Black Moon's Huanxin Marrow is truly a sixth-level holy material!
This kind of holy material is even vaguely related to the legendary dream path, which is rare.

With it, even if you fail in the catastrophe of becoming a saint, you can barely survive without being worn out by the catastrophe.

"The soul fell into the Black Mountain, the essence of Black Moon's phantom heart, and even the heart of Black Moon Shui Kun... Is this the inheritance of the Great Sage..." Fang Yang lowered his eyes, thoughtfully.

The legacy left by a dead great sage is so remarkable. If it were a living great sage, wouldn't it be even more remarkable?

At this moment, Fang Yang glanced at the [Seeking Good Luck and Avoiding Disaster] light group in his mind, feeling calm and steady.

(End of this chapter)