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

Chapter 197 The third level peak
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When Fang Yang returned to the main formation of the Saint, what caught his eyes was the biting wind wrapped in countless snowflakes, sweeping in all directions.

Not only that, the entire main sanctification formation was roaring, causing the Chixuan Sea of ​​Clouds to tremble.

The majestic energy of heaven and earth rushed in, like a vast ocean, and soon submerged the whole place.

These two qi of heaven and earth are the precious two qi that create the small world of Immortal Aperture.

Generally speaking, they are not available to non-sanctified people.

But now, under Fang Yang's gaze, the main formation of the Saints roared, blooming with green divine light, frantically decomposing the excess heaven and earth energy, turning it into the most essence of vitality.

Located in the southeast, a huge green lotus blooms slowly, roaring to absorb the majestic vitality like a whale swallowing water.

Senwei!

Senwei is tempering herself with the most refined vitality.

Wow…

Although it is not as powerful as Senwei's huge Qinglian, it is still not something to be underestimated.

At this moment, Senwei commented:
"Among our Changkong clan, Chen Kui, Qing Kong, Yu Xuan and Jiang Zunjian have all become saints."

Fang Yang, who closed his eyes, was looking inside the Kongqiao True Yuan Sea, observing the tempering level of the Fire Eagle's body.

Such results far exceed those of previous years and are truly remarkable.

……

It seems that because of Senyue's leading role, basically all the geniuses at the Taoist level have become saints.

60%...61%...63%...

Together with Sen Wei and Sen Hui, he watched Sen Yue put away a large formation.

Fang Yang opened his eyes with a smile.

"Ayang, activate the token quickly." Sen Hui appeared and urged Fang Yang to practice quickly.

He stood up and looked around, only to find that Sen Wei and Sen Hui had already finished their work.

A burst of red-purple light flashed, and a Yin-Yang diagram was reflected behind him.

At this moment, Fang Yang arrived at Senyue's Purple Gold Hall.

The Sainthood Conference also gradually came to an end with the passage of time.

64%…65%…66%!

When Fang Yang heard this, he immediately crossed his legs and sat down with the clouds as a futon.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang diagram was spinning crazily, also enveloping a lot of essence energy, allowing Fang Yang to temper himself.

With the help of this tempering, he at least reduced the number of months of water droplets penetrating stone.

During this process, her aura gradually grew, and she even reached the fourth-level advanced realm.

If you look closely, you can see that the yin and yang diagram is the entanglement of the thunder carp and the fire eagle.

"However, they are all first-level Immortal Aperture Blessed Lands, not perfect-level Immortal Aperture Blessed Lands. Basically, it is difficult for a great saint to appear among them."

"And the foreigners' Dongfang Mobai and Minghai Botao are also just first-class blessed places."

"Speaking of which, Lin Shenghuang was a little arrogant. He was beaten back to his clan by his brother and lost such a good opportunity to become a saint..."

Facing Senwei's appearance as a mediocre hero, Fang Yang remained silent.

He always had a certain degree of awe for the Saint.

After all, a thousand years of life alone is enough for him to respect.

Two hours later.

Fang Yang left the Zijin Hall and returned to the Fang clan.

In the area of ​​the Fang clan, Fang Yang met Fang Haozhi, Fang Min and others.

They also talked happily about who would become a saint, and they even envied Jiang, Chen and other major families who could continue to prosper.

Of course, no matter how much they envy others, they still have to walk their own path.

During the exchange, Fang Min also talked about his experience in the Thunder Xuantian Formation.

Fang Min: "Ayang, I followed what you said and set out again when the thunder dragon roared, and I really gained something.

I obtained a broken sword scale, which contains several secrets of swordsmanship.

Because of it, my Qingluan Sword Bird transformation became even more amazing! "

Sword scales... Fang Yang raised his eyes.

He seemed to understand who this opportunity was.

If nothing else, it was Jiang Zunjian, the former fifth-level leader. "Very good, this is your opportunity, Sister Min." Fang Yang smiled.

Nowadays, the Fang family basically has to rely on a few of them to support their appearance.

The second uncle, seventh uncle and others seemed to be in their prime, but in fact they were over a hundred years old and had already gone downhill.

Generally speaking, if a practitioner is over a hundred years old and has not yet become a saint, his body and soul will basically decline in the years to come.

In other words, ordinary cultivators usually have extremely short lifespans and very strong abilities.

And once you become a saint, you will become older and more outstanding.

The difference between saint and mortal is completely two different realms.

"I'm not that lucky."

Uncle Fang Haozhi looked helpless: "In the Red Flame Falling Formation, water and fire appeared together, and when they were shaking each other, I don't know why Yu Ming went crazy. He dared to attack the core of the formation, and the foundation was damaged. For a retrograde ending.”

Yuming's foundation is damaged and his cultivation has regressed?

Fang Yang suddenly raised his head, feeling even more surprised.

To be honest, because of the competition for Black Moon Shui Kun's heart, his impression of Yu Ming and Yu Xuan was not very good.

But now, Yuxuan has become a saint, transcending the ordinary world, and all the grievances and grudges in the past have disappeared with the wind.

Therefore, the person who has a grudge against him is Yu Ming.

But he never expected that Yuming would collapse on his own.

But based on his understanding of Yuming, Yuming's mind shouldn't be so fragile.

In other words, what the fortune said, the crisis in going to the Red Flame Luoze Formation actually exists at the core? !

"Winning the lower lot is indeed not as good as winning the upper lot or the upper lot."

Fang Yang suddenly sighed and thought silently in his heart.

……

The clouds in the sky are getting heavier and heavier, and the night is getting darker.

It's quiet at night.

Fang Yang closed the door tightly and began to refine Fenghu's essence.

"Aho——"

In the True Essence Sea of ​​his Kong Qiao, the white tiger cub transformed from the spirit of Fenghu roared wildly, causing waves to rise in the calm True Essence Sea.

Waves came one after another, rushing towards the surrounding walls, trying to destroy everything.

What's even more strange is that there are hurricanes of vitality rising up, making people's hair stand on end. If they are not careful, they will be destroyed.

Fang Yang looked calm and silently manipulated the carp eagle divine feather.

In an instant, Feng Hu's spirit calmed down and could no longer stir up troubles.

On the way, Fang Yang suddenly discovered that the body part of his fire eagle shadow was gradually rising upwards and was being tempered crazily.

In the end, the eagle body surpassed 75% and reached 81%, that is, Fang Yang reached the peak of the third level.

Not only that, his soul foundation has taken a big step forward.

Although he has not reached the realm of ten thousand eagle souls, he still has at least a multiple of three thousand eagle souls.

Of course, these increases are incidental.

The most important thing is that he is very fast and agile in terms of spell casting speed and movement speed!

The next morning.

Fang Yang appeared and showed his aura.

This immediately caused people with the Fang surname to express shock and admiration, and feel a little numb.

But when Minghai Nanyu learned the news, she felt distressed. She was completely suppressed by Fang Yang!

"The third level of peak realm."

"It doesn't matter that I can't compare to Senwei, but I am actually suppressed by Fang Yang."

"How did this situation become like this? Oh, it would be great if I could harvest a fifth-level wind spirit spirit."

Minghai Nanyu looked depressed.

After a while, she picked up a pot of green ant wine and drank it.

While I was envious of Fang Yang's smooth journey, I was also troubled by the setbacks I had suffered one after another.

(End of this chapter)