God of Life and Death

"This Fang Yue may be forced to a desperate situation! As a last resort, Tian Wuhou is too strong, and it will be difficult for him to contend with the level of the heavens! Only if he chooses to break through the innate, he will have the power to fight. It is a pity if you practice. Making a mediocre great cauldron as his foundation-building tool at the Houtian realm level will affect Fang Yue's future Taoism."

There were many people around who spoke, and they were not optimistic about Fang Yue's choice. Even if he could escape the calamity, if the refined cauldron failed, his whole life would be considered wasteful.

Only Uncle Li and Qiu Yan both had their eyes excited, they stared at Fang Yue Zhuding for an instant.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.

Most of these people are lively laymen, they don't understand sorcery, let alone the horror of spiritual materialization.

"This Fang Yue's choice was indeed unexpected. Casting Wuding with pure spiritual power is an unprecedented thing. If he succeeds, he will be deeply imprinted in an era. Of course, he may also fail. , But he at least has the courage to try, and it is enough to be remembered in history!"

Qiu Yan said to herself, her voice was so small that almost no one could hear her.

Only Uncle Li next to him can clearly capture it.

Uncle Li nodded and approved Qiu Yan's statement.

Fang Yue casts a tripod, he is absolutely risking the world's greatness, but success and failure will become two heavens.

If it succeeds, Fang Yue will be able to temper this witch cauldron all the time, until it reaches an extremely high level. Many realms are just forging a magic weapon. No one can underestimate the power of this magic weapon in the future.

However, if he fails, Fang Yue's mental power will be drained, and he will become dementia at the slightest time, and at the worst, he will become crazy and die immediately.

However, Uncle Li and Qiu Yan did not stop.

This will be a moment to witness history.

It was also Fang Yue's own choice.

Casting Wuding with spiritual power is easy to say, but in fact it is quite laborious.

Fang Yue found that the total amount of mental power of his clone was too low. Although it was already five times as much as that of practitioners in the same realm, it was nothing but a drop in the bucket compared to the terrifying consumption of casting a witching tripod.

However, Fang Yue was not afraid, he kept refining the original soul power stored in his soul, constantly supplementing his body's consumption.

Fang Yue didn't have much else, but his soul power was constantly used.

Wuding casting, with the spiritually substantive method to match the almost infinite original soul power.

Between the sky and the earth, the wind and clouds are surging, not only in the place of assessment, even in the periphery of that place, there is a gust of cloudy wind blowing.

The whimpering wind sounded like weeping, giving people a weird and oozing feeling.

The crowd onlookers outside couldn't help but drove a distance.

They feel a little untenable in this yin wind, which is like a knife, which will continuously weaken the blood in their bodies.

This yin wind is really weird, and it makes people feel like they have fallen into **** and set foot in the Yellow Springs.

"Is Fang Yue really making a tripod? How do I feel that he is performing a terrible witchcraft that can cross the boundary, and even the strong of the innate realm will be implicated!"

Some people were whispering to themselves, and they found that after all, they underestimated the young man.

As for Fang Yue's name, they quickly figured it out.

After all, this place is very close to the town. Fang Yue has lived here for half a year, and he may remain unknown.

The assessment area became chaotic, and no one could see clearly what kind of material Fang Yue was using to forge Wuding.

This yin wind blows, the closer it is to Fang Yue Zhuding, the stronger it is.

Near Fang Yue, the skeletons that walked alone in his spiritual picture were even blown to pieces in the wind.

Fang Yue's clone was also uncomfortable. He didn't expect that casting a Wuding Cauldron by himself would cause such a big movement.

In the middle of the storm, he endured a hundred times more training and damage than the outer boundary.

He felt that his qi and blood would be corroded by the yin wind.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yue started to use the exercises related to the quintessence in the "Witch Scripture".

The witch power in the body is continuously decomposed and merged into the limbs, which is used to strengthen the blood and nourish the bones.

With the decomposition of the witch power, the vitality and blood of the physical body will no longer be lost. It forms an independent whole. No matter how the yin wind from the outside blows, it is impossible to damage the slightest vitality and blood in his body.

"The true body without leakage is really a sign of the sanctification of the flesh! It's really a ghost, how could this Fang Yue have such outstanding accomplishments in both the flesh and the soul!"

Uncle Li spoke, his face was very ugly.

This place of assessment by the great witch can withstand ordinary people's spiritual thoughts, but it cannot stop the saint's will.

He clearly saw the process of Fang Yue casting the tripod, and at the same time, he did not miss every detail of the process of Fang Yue's physical body becoming holy.

The impervious body has been recorded in the oldest classics of practitioners. It is clear and plain. Since ancient times, few people have been able to do this.

Nothing is missing, this is originally a violation of the rules of heaven and earth forging the human body.

Uncle Li thought several times that this was just an idea of ​​the ancients, a legend.

Unexpectedly, he saw such a method in the body of such a humble little practitioner like Fang Yue.

"The soul and the body are so special and powerful. It's a pity that his realm is too low. Otherwise, he can grow up smoothly. It doesn't need to be too high. It only needs the level of the Yin and Yang realm to attack the saint and fight against the ancients. Gods and demons!"

The few words behind Uncle Li deliberately lowered his voice, he deliberately prevented others from hearing it, even Qiu Yan could not.

The Xin Mi involved is too high-level, even knowing some fur is a sin.

Fang Yue soon succeeded in casting the tripod, and a large half-person tall tripod stood in front of Fang Yue.

The body of this great tripod is as black as ink, without any patterns or carvings.

It looks so simple and unpretentious, like a Taoist artifact, completely born.

At the same time, Fang Yue also felt that through the exercise and tempering of that Yin Feng, his physical body level had gone to a higher level.

His physical body seemed to be transformed into a perfectly round golden pill, self-contained, sealing the pores, and there would be no leakage of energy.

The first wave of skeleton warriors has been annihilated in the wind.

The second wave is a group of black crows, their pupils are red, as if stained with blood, with a fierce smell.

The black crow spread its wings and flew towards Fang Yue's body.

There are dozens of crows, and the feathers on each end are as sharp as arrows.

Their bodies exude a dark and cold murderous intent, like old and spicy killers, dormant in the darkness.

"This is an iron-winged crow!"

Someone spoke, telling the origin of the crow.

"Iron-winged crows are born at the level of the innate realm. Their wings are like arrows, and there is nothing to urge!"

"This Fang Yue is finished, he can't get through this wave! He has only succeeded in casting a tripod, and he has not broken through to the level of innate realm far!"

All kinds of voices came up one after another.

But no one is optimistic about Fang Yue.

Fang Yue is only the level of the acquired realm. Even if it is due to combat skills and magical magic, it can attack the innate, but with so many iron-winged crows, each has the level of the innate realm. If a group attacks it, Fang Yue will undoubtedly die. .

"My heritage, my treasure!"

Tian Wuhou roared outside, and he clenched his fists.

The inheritance of the great witch at the level of the world and the earth is really terrifying, this is the second wave, it is already so difficult.

"Iron-winged crow? Just use you to test the power of the witch cauldron I forged!"

Fang Yue lifted the cauldron in his hand and crashed down toward the iron ruler crow closest to him.

Spirit casts a tripod, originally there is no weight.

But Fang Yue's thought blessed, and this Wuding tripod weighed 10,000 catties!

This is not the limit of the Wuding Ding, Fang Yue thought, if he fully blessed, the Wuding Ding could weigh at least 100,000 kilograms.

Wu Ding fell, with a strong force.

With a loud sound, the iron-winged crow was directly exploded.

The red blood mist was dancing in the air, and several hard, steel-like feathers were flying and falling in the air.

"Yiding smashed an iron-winged crow!"

Many onlookers who had never been optimistic about Fang Yue nearly ate their tongues.

Fang Yue's performance is too wild, too rough!

An iron-winged crow of the innate realm level was actually exploded, and even the steel wings could not save it.

"What kind of tripod is this Fang Yue casting? It is indestructible. Even if it is far away, I can feel the simple and unsophisticated atmosphere on it. This is definitely not a hurried casting, but a careful polishing. , The result after careful calculation!"

Some people were surprised that they had a new understanding of the tripod cast by Fang Yue.

This tripod is quite extraordinary, even some world-level experts who have been famous for many years have their eyes on it.

"When I kill Fang Yue, this tripod will also be mine! All his efforts now are to make wedding dresses for me!"

Tian Wuhou's eyes became increasingly hot.

This cauldron is very unusual. Judging by his knowledge and experience, this witch cauldron is at least a magical weapon at the pinnacle of innate realm and even at the level of heaven and earth!

This is already the limit of Tian Wuhou's imagination. Among the people that Tian Wuhou usually touches, the practitioners of the heaven and earth are already aloft and difficult to touch!

The magic weapon at the heaven and earth realm level is his existence at the level of cognition that is close to the divine weapon!

Tian Wuhou felt that if he had obtained this witch cauldron and studied its effects, perhaps even some of the ninth-level strong people of the Innate Realm could be hardened or beheaded!

When the companion was killed, the other iron-winged crows also gave birth to induction, they spread their wings and swish.

Lines of black feathers were like sharp arrows, and they were slaughtered toward Fang Yue's body like dense raindrops.

"Dingding Qiankun!"

Fang Yue smashed the Wuding in his hand to the ground.

With a bang, the endless aura spread out between heaven and earth.

The black feather arrows that were close to Fang Yue all shattered and became powdery!

This iron-winged crow's killer was abolished by Fang Yue.

A group of innate level fierce beasts teamed up, and it turned out that Fang Yue was not an opponent of Fang Yue's witchcraft at the acquired level!

Those iron-winged crows are no longer murderous, they have a trace of terror, a trace of awe.