Chapter 232 The Holy Spirit(1/3)
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Black Mountains.
Continuous and endless.
The surrounding clouds are surrounded by mist, mysterious and unpredictable.
The deepest part of the mountain range.
A black black hall stands quietly, with sculptures filled with sculptures, and the yin energy is everywhere. The sculptures appear vividly and have different expressions, just like real life.
Under the sculpture.
The old woman with a hunched body was wearing a gray robe, holding a black sword in her hand. After careful observation, she said, "It is worthy of being the inherited holy weapon of the Shenwu Sect. It is indeed unique. It has dense patterns and extraordinary materials. It is definitely
From the hands of everyone, and with the sect leader of the Shenwu Sect who has been nourished by his essence and blood, this sword has been vaguely connected to the spirit!"
Buzz!
She slashed out with a sword, and the sound of the sword was crisp and deafening, and the rich black light emitted, tearing the ground apart, flying sand and stones, and the light swept across the body, making it terrifying.
Opposite it is a black woman sculpture covered with cracks. It is terrible and it seems that she has been scratched countless times.
Many scars cannot be repaired!
undoubtedly!
suddenly!
As soon as he returned, Yang Fang felt an indescribable terrifying force in his body, which was vast and filled with all limbs and bones, much stronger than before.
It caused countless exclamations on the river.
In the room.
Yang Fang suddenly reacted.
Naturally, I thought of a word from my previous life.
Elders of the Qinglong Society rushed over from a distance, and quickly landed near Yang Fang.
The book does not record, which means that even the Dongfang family doesn’t know what’s going on?
This scene changed Yang Fang's face.
"Yes, my mother!"
While bringing terrifying power, Yang Fang's body was also damaged and scarred.
This made everyone frown.
What's the meaning?
Why do these words appear behind the cultivation column?
far away.
Unfortunately! There is no [Holy Spirit Level] master in Bai Zeyu who can provide him with a guide!
Flesh and spirit are intertwined.
"President, there is medicine here!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound roared and the lightning surged.
He finally knew why the limit of a mortal can only be the third level to be perfected.
Song Jinlun, Chen Biao, Grandma Long, and the thin old man were invited by Yang Fang again and asked them about their own disorder of their own strength and the reappearance of the bones of the King of Hell.
The spirit and the river fog are combined into one. As the river fog surges, the scenery in the distance is visible, and his vision is like looking down in the air.
He laughed out loud and violently.
Silent.
The gray-haired old man nodded.
A place of a raised mountain.
When they saw Yang Fang's face turned pale, they quickly took out the healing pill and gave it to Yang Fang.
Cultivation: Holy Spirit (100/30000) [The inner world has not opened]
It's possible!
Otherwise, how can I prompt [the inner world is not open]?
This shows that the Holy Spirit Realm is to open up the inner world!
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"The inner world has not opened?"
Yang Fang's face was calm, his eyes were closed, and he held the dark red [Hell Bone] in his hand. He was silently experiencing that for days, his heart had no turbulence, his breath was restrained, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a stubborn stone.
Aside him, a gray-haired old man spoke.
Yang Fang narrowed his heart and stared at everything.
If you don’t look closely, it is absolutely unimaginable that there will be someone sitting cross-legged here.
Yang Fang took the pill, sniffed it gently, swallowed it directly, and then continued to think about the front panel.
The evil mother's life is strange and extremely tenacious. After being severely injured by the Yuanling Sect Master, she still did not die. Instead, she brought the previously seized Shenwu Sect holy weapon, activated the forbidden technique, and fled back to the headquarters overnight.
A long time has passed.
In the distance, in the heavy rain drifted, the blood surging, and the scene was scary, as if a blood-colored vortex appeared there, automatically absorbing countless rain water from all directions, making a rustling sound.
The airflow from all directions was surging.
And is it related to the reappearance of the King of Hell in the body?
"Go back to Shenwu Sect first."
This is···
I saw inside his body.
On the deck, many sailors screamed in panic.
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At the top of the mountain.
I searched through all the books, but still couldn't find them.
Flashes of terrifying and unpredictable forces swept directly in all directions with Yang Fang as the center.
The water waves rippling.
“It’s too late.”
After a while, it was not known how long.
Yang Fang was filled with his heart and speechless.
"Yes, the sect leader!"
His body suddenly shook, and the lightning surging rapidly covered his body, making crackling sounds, and then his aura began to climb infinitely, like a violent beast, turning into a fist surrounded by purple lightning, and smashing it directly towards the ground under his feet.
The power just now was out of control?
Yang Fang was surprised and immediately opened the panel and looked at him.
Yang Fang felt the changes in his body carefully, which was incredible.
"Oh my God, look over there!"
A hundred meters in radius was instantly swept by lightning, and the creatures disappeared.
The ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is beating slightly.
It's getting more and more surprising.
"President!"
Part of it is caused by the backflow of the power of heaven and earth, and part of it is caused by the impact of evil energy that did not completely dissipate in the [Bone of Hell].
Scarlet blood almost instantly spilled out of his pores.
undoubtedly!
But fortunately, he has the Holy Spirit root in his hand!
When he achieves the unity of man and nature, his spirit changes all kinds of changes.
The mountain peak is not big, about dozens of meters high, surrounded by green pine trees and hidden by green plants. Sitting cross-legged here, you can see the Dongjiang River in front of you.
Pick, Pick, Pick...
Yang Fang was passionate and ignored the injuries inside his body and continued to smash towards the ground.
To be continued...