Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Chapter 171: ?? The youngest 9 products in the world

Open your hands and embrace the iron law.

The expression of enjoyment on Fang Lang's face made Li Zhengyang who was paying attention to this scene bewildered.

As if looking at a monster.

Enjoy the iron law...what's the enjoyment of iron law?

This is the killing brought by the iron law, it will kill people!

Li Zhengyang thought at first that this was Fang Lang's stubbornness, but soon he realized that he was wrong and Fang Lang was really enjoying it.

Li Zhengyang couldn't help being speechless, Xuanyuan Taihua... This is what a monster disciple has been accepted.

…

Fang Lang felt like his soul was about to explode.

That violent swelling feeling would stretch his mind, shroud the barriers of his entire consciousness, face the iron law attack, and continue to crack!

Fang Lang's provocation against Tie Li was not because he was rampant, on the contrary, Fang Lang cared very much about Tie Li, and because he cared about it, he would provoke him.

Fang Lang's soul has the temporary protection provided by the system, which is invincible protection.

However, it can only be as powerful as a blow.

But there are three arrows in Tielu, and if they come one by one, Fang Lang will undoubtedly die.

Even the fetters he is now bound to, the demon saint of the demon race and the demon demon Chi Yun, awakened from their blood, and Fang Lang's fetters were stacked, and his cultivation base was comparable to the ninth rank.

but…

The iron law is still a dead word.

Therefore, Fang Lang must make full use of his only invincibility.

Great consumption of the power of the iron law.

Because Fang Lang once entered Tielu's interior, Xuanyuan Taihua had also said that there were terrifying monsters banned in Tielu.

Therefore, Fang Lang speculated that the iron law and the arrow might also be consciously controlled.

There is a horrible existence behind Tielu!

Therefore, Fang Lang chose to provoke, provoke the opponent, anger the opponent, and let the opponent fully condense the power of the iron law in the first blow.

Fang Lang understands a law, energy conservation.

The power of the three arrows should be the same. The power of the first arrow soars, and the power of the remaining two arrows will correspondingly weaken.

This is Fang Lang's grasp, the grasp of resisting the iron law.

despite this.

Fang Lang still felt that he underestimated the power of Iron Law.

Even with invincible protection, Fang Lang still felt that his mind was going to be pierced by an arrow!

boom! !

Fang Lang slowly straightened up his waist, propping up the blood-colored beam of light.

On the ground around him, the soil was collapsing, and the roots of the trees were uprooted!

Everything is annihilating!

Annihilated in the energy brought by the scarlet light beam!

At this moment, other people also reacted.

Jiang Linglong, Ni Wen, Yan Keqing and others are all staring, and you can see that Fang Lang is not dead!

He was not killed by Tie Li in one blow!

He stood up holding the blood-colored beam of light dropped by the Iron Law Institute!

Like a mortal body, carrying the power of God!

"This... how is this possible!"

Yan Keqing murmured.

Li Zhengyang smiled bitterly.

The shock this young man brought to them was really too great.

Before, one person fought a thousand troops alone, but now he carries the iron law with his body!

How could it be such a monster at a young age!

…

Fang Lang didn't know how the world viewed him and how to understand him.

At this moment, Fang Lang felt his brain buzzing, that was the wave formed by the force of iron law exploding in his mind!

The invincible protection brought by the system began to slowly disappear.

However, the aftermath brought by it has not dissipated.

The power of Iron Law, like a turbulent current, surged in Fang Lang's mind!

It's like a big river is flowing!

Fang Lang's spiritual mind is constantly getting stronger!

After the power of the iron law and the protective power cancel each other out, it turns into a spiritual mind.

Therefore, Fang Lang's spiritual mind is growing!

The reason why Fang Lang enjoys it is because of the absorption and growth of his spiritual thoughts, and the power of the iron law is transformed into his own power. What a refreshing thing!

But, soon, Fang Lang couldn't keep cool.

because…

The spiritual power transformed from the iron law power is too strong, too much, too fierce!

Like a huge wave coming!

Fang Lang felt that his soul might be annihilated in this huge wave!

Life and death crisis!

There is a life-and-death crisis of being crushed!

In the blood-colored light beam, Fang Lang closed his eyes and devoted himself to the control of his spiritual thoughts.

He must control the skyrocketing spiritual mind. Once the spiritual mind is out of control, his spirit will be shocked into pieces, and his will will be torn like rags!

Hemorrhage of the mouth and nose, bleeding from Qiqiao.

Fang Lang's body was swaying, as if trying to stabilize his figure.

All around, everyone watching Fang Lang was disgusted.

They can feel the sharp turn of Fang Lang's state!

"Oops! He can't hold it!"

"The power of Iron Law... is still too strong, it is like a god-like power, Fang Lang will die!"

Yan Keqing sighed.

Jiang Linglong's eyes tightened, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Ni Wen was also pale, but she didn't know what to do.

The disciples and strong men of Maizong were all whispering and communicating constantly. They looked at the shaky figure in the blood-colored light beam, and their expressions were full of regret.

Obviously, they also saw that Fang Lang was about to fail.

Li Zhengyang hovered in the air. As the strongest person present, he was the only one who saw the tricks.

Fang Lang did show signs of failure.

Even infinitely close to death.

However, Fang Lang's Spiritual Mind was constantly getting stronger, and the speed at which it became stronger made Li Zhengyang, who is known for his magic skills, a little palpitating.

"This kid... is not forced to die by the power of the iron law at all, this kid... seems to be going to die!"

Li Zhengyang murmured.

He didn't know what to say.

He didn't expect that Fang Lang would feel death in this way.

Thousands of troops and horses did not let Fang Lang feel his death.

Tie Lü's mortal blow did not make Fang Lang feel dead.

This kid... actually felt death in the signs of dying.

…

Fang Lang felt that he was about to die, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

Every inch of skin is painful, every cell is bursting!

There are too many spiritual powers that have been transformed, and Fang Lang's body as a container is simply unable to resist so many spiritual powers.

After the bleeding from the seven orifices, Fang Lang's internal organs seemed to be bursting.

Constantly exploded blood.

"Are you going to die..."

Fang Lang was at a loss, his consciousness seemed to have fallen into the boundless darkness, sinking and sinking into the abyss.

However, just when the will is about to disappear.

In the darkness, a little light seemed to flicker.

Like a group of fireflies converging, in the end, it turned into a light and shadow.

Fang Lang looked at these fireflies curiously, raised his hand, the fireflies entwined at his fingertips.

Suddenly, he shot straight up to the sky.

In Fang Lang's sight, human-shaped light and shadow gathered.

It looked like Ni Wen, Fang Lang's first **** object.

It seems to reflect Ni Wen's life, abandoned by her father, dependent on her mother, and struggling to survive in the world.

But despite this, she still did not give up her practice.

Fang Lang looked at it and couldn't help but grinned.

"Little Wenzi..."

After that, the light and shadow changed again and became Jiang Linglong.

Fang Lang saw Lao Jiang's stubbornness and was constantly chasing his footsteps, cultivating constantly, gritting his teeth and practicing the swordsmanship of the Four Seasons, swinging his sword tens of thousands of times a day, in order to catch up with Fang Lang's footsteps.

The light and shadow kept changing, and Fang Lang saw Wen Ting.

After ten years of feeding a sword, I was suffering from the pain of sword qi and soul every day, just because there was a sense of spirit in my heart.

That is the spirit of the swordsman!

Fang Lang maintained a cross-legged posture, sitting cross-legged in the bottomless abyss.

The surrounding light and shadow, the fetters, sit cross-legged around him.

Fang Lang's heart suddenly became firm.

Everyone is working hard, and they are constantly squandering the path of practice. How could Fang Lang choose to give up because he encountered a little difficulty?

Even if you die, you must die with dignity.

Being crushed...what is it? !

Did Xiao Wenzi and Lao Jiang know about it, so he still couldn't be laughed to death?

Therefore, Fang Lang started to control the skyrocketing spiritual thought little by little, even if his body was agitated by the spiritual thought, it was full of cracks like a porcelain doll about to break.

In the face of skyrocketing like a vast sea, I want to break through the spiritual power of consciousness.

Fang Lang chose a method, and that was "compression."

Constant compression, compression...

Only by compressing can we find a way to survive!

Time passed bit by bit.

As if the blood-colored beam of light running through the sky and the earth, it began to gradually become thinner and disappear...

And Fang Lang, who was supporting the blood-colored beam of light, seemed to calm down, his body no longer swayed, no longer shattered.

The turbulent spiritual mind became more and more stable!

Li Zhengyang picked his eyebrows.

Yan Keqing and others were extremely surprised.

There seemed to be a soft voice resounding in the void.

Seeing the cross-legged Fang Lang, everyone fell silent.

The **** beam disappeared.

The strongest blow of Tielu's three arrows was eliminated.

But above the sky, the other two iron-law arrows were once again brewing and attacking.

Fang Lang is not dead, and Tie Lü’s other two arrows will not stop attacking.

call out!

As if the air was torn and burst!

Tielu's second arrow, whizzing down from the sky, shot Fang Lang head-on!

The wind blows gently.

Fang Lang, who was cross-legged in the pit, his clothes torn, and blood-stained, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes are extremely bright, and his pupils are like stars in the night sky.

Fang Lang grinned.

The salty smell of blood churning between lips and mouth, feeling the whistling breeze in the deep pit, and the fine gravel slowly rolling in the pit rock under the breeze.

Fang Lang clearly felt the feeling of being alive.

Void.

Li Zhengyang smiled.

"Good boy, withstood death... Spiritual thoughts transformed into spiritual thoughts."

"One step, nine ranks, ascend to the sky in an instant."

Li Zhengyang's smile is a smile of appreciation.

Jiang Linglong and Ni Wen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Fang Lang was not dead.

However, soon, they became nervous again.

Because Tie Lü had three arrows, Fang Lang just resisted the first arrow.

In the pit.

Fang Lang felt the phantom of the villain in his mind.

That is divine mind, the concentration of divine mind is equivalent to having two lives, as long as the divine mind is immortal, you can be reborn.

This is the sign of the Nine Stage Realm.

There is great horror between life and death, but there are also great opportunities.

Between life and death, Fang Lang compressed the spiritual thoughts transformed by the power of iron law and condensed his spiritual thoughts.

It's half a Ninth Grade.

However, if Fang Lang adds fettering power and divine consciousness, it is equivalent to being the Ninth-Rank of the current world!

The youngest ninth product in the world!

Fang Lang raised his head and looked at the red glow that was shooting down.

He smiled.

Slowly stood up, the swords stuck in the ground all around were shaking.

The weeds on the ground are shaking.

A general, sharp and sharp proliferation.

Fang Lang raised his hand with a move.

Facing the iron law the second arrow.

Sword intent is gushing.

Shoo! !

The green grass seemed to be filled with sword intent in an instant, and it became as sharp as a sword.

The swords of Obsidian, Guiyuan, Liansheng, Lianlun, Lianhui, etc., agitated.

Fang Lang's whole body, countless swords are taking off.

Countless swords strangled with Tielu's second arrow, gradually wearing away the power of this arrow.

Tie Lü's power was all consumed in the first hit, and the power of the second arrow, but the power of the ordinary Ninth-Rank killing, Fang Lang resisted with his own power and relaxed.

Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts spread violently.

Step by step from the sky, walking towards the third arrow of the iron law.

Finally, stand in the air, three hundred feet off the ground!

Facing Maizong.

The gaze seemed to cross time and space, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com saw the quiet sword inserted in the Maizong.

"Today, the fourth sword of the reincarnation of life and death, our Fang Lang, drew it."

Fang Lang smiled.

After that, he stretched out his hand and shook it far away.

"sword."

"Come!"

Ding Ding Ding!

The words fall.