"What's wrong with Tang Yang Xingchen."

"I suspect this person has the idea of ​​offering fire to the sky."

"Chaotian? It's also a sacred person?"

“…”

Jiuyue, who looked like a middle-aged woman, frowned and fell into silence.

She looked at Fang Hong.

A little confused.

The human genius was born to understand it.

The root bones are not necessarily very good.

But spirituality is bound to be extremely high.

This is derived from the effects of generational torchs that contain the lives of the ancestors, and the torch is injected into the bodies of newborns of human race. When they are still in the mother's womb, they will be baptized again and again, as if they are tempered, making geniuses have an unparalleled spiritual height that ordinary people can't match.

Otherwise, geniuses will be born to know the secrets of those taboos.

If there is no extreme spirituality.

You will die suddenly when you are born.

Even though the torch in Fang Hong's body was not completely lit up.

The celestial clan... sacred... these basic common sense in the world should not be ignorant.

"Cangtian is the first-class heavenly clan." Jiuyue looked at Fang Hong carefully: "The world's races are divided into nine grades, three grades of human beings, and second grades of demons. Going up, the race in the first grade is the Heavenly Clan. Its body is like a sky, its mouth contains the heavenly constitution, which carries the destiny, represents the will of heaven, and holds the authority of heaven."

"The Heavenly Clan is the Heavenly Clan."

"The holy is the holy."

Jiuyue wanted to say something, but seemed to be worried about something, but she stopped talking, shook her head, and she asked, "When the geniuses of the same generation meet, the fire will have a subtle reaction, either jumping, shaking, or shining brightly."

"Now,"

"I meet you,"

"There seems to be no movement in the torch in the body?"

While speaking, Jiuyue narrowed her eyes and stared at Fang Hong.

She was born into a family since childhood and was good at hiding her shortcomings and observing her expressions.

The so-called mysterious response between the torch is nothing more than just a casual statement and a random make-up.

She wants to take a look.

Faced with this false fabricated remark and nonsense, how would Fang Hong respond? Fang Hong waved his hand with a determined expression and said lightly: "I, Fang Hong, are the supreme genius in the world, and they are all nonsense. There is no such thing. If you want to test me, you should find a good way and a good reason."

He met Zhang Gaomai and got along with Zhou Lingjiao every day, but he did not find any response between the fireworks.

Such a low-key lyrics and lies are full of distrust.

Fang Hong was very unhappy.

It seems to be back in the previous life.

He confessed his true identity, but was questioned, ridiculed, ridiculed, belittled, and insulted... The doctors, nurses and patients were also wary, and no one was willing to believe it, which turned Fang Hong's thousands of words into silence.

This moment.

Seeing Fang Hong seemingly angry and his face turned red, Jiu Yue bowed and said, "Sorry, I'm wronged and I have no intention."

"hehe."

Fang Hong originally wanted to leave, but Nian Zai Jiuyue's sincere apology and expression eased a little.

Let’s not talk about the Ziwei Emperor Zhongtian North Pole.

Just the previous heavenly soldiers of the Nantianmen have infinite divine power and unpredictable power.

With a mortal.

What's there to worry about?

As for the torch passed down from generation to generation, he has already started to illuminate: the demon-slaying system!

This is the legacy and heritage of the previous life.

Even if there is no layer or level, it can also break the so-called constraints of realm.

after all.

Who stipulates that the human torch must be in the shape of flame burning, so it cannot be transformed into a system, turned into a light curtain panel, improve the spirituality of the root and bones, upgrade the demons, and provide a large boot package?

Don't have too limited vision.

Don't be too solid in your thoughts.

"snort."

"The torch in my body is the highest and supreme level. Its appearance cannot be explained, its shape cannot be described, its appearance cannot be described, its appearance changes, and its subsequent potential for independent upgrading." Fang Hong summarized: "You must know that people cannot generalize, and so are geniuses."

Jiuyue was stunned and surprised: "Is the torch also divided into levels?"

"You... don't even know this." Fang Hong couldn't help frowning, with a serious expression: "It's obvious that you are just an ordinary human genius, with low authority, poor realm and strength. It's normal not to know about this."

“…”

Jiuyue has no words.

She is the four innate realms and the realm of true emptiness.

This is the surface strength.

The true realm: the fifth level of the innate peak, with the power of ten thousand true things!

Just when she didn't think so, just as Fang Hong was talking nonsense, a sentence rang in her ears, which made Jiuyue's face slightly change and her pupils tighten!

"The surface of the realm of vacuum is actually the realm of the realm of Dharma is too shallow."

“…”

"As a genius, it is not surprising that it has the ability to see and perceive everything."

“…”

"Talent evolution magical powers!? Isn't that a brilliant method of the Qi training class? You have already discovered the human talent and can use it skillfully?" Jiu Yue's face looked shocked.

She was surprised and ashamed.

Genius and genius cannot be generalized.

The human race's talent and evolutionary magical powers are probably not possible.

After a moment.

Jiuyue relieved her inner shock, offered to say goodbye, left in a drift, and went to Jingzhou, hoping to see the Tang Yang Xingchen.

Time passes by little by little.

The sunset is setting.

It was getting darker.

From the Jiangzhou Demon-Slaying Department, the team escorted the demon-secting vans to replenish supplies. After a break, they continued to go on the road and headed to Shangjing along the official road paved with sand and gravel.

Fang Hong is responsible for escorting.

Going a business.

Run errands.

Do some work and perform duties for the Demon-killing Department.

Recently, I have taken a lot of bonuses to the Demon-killing Sect. The root and bone spirituality has been added to the full value of the current realm, so it is time to do something.

Otherwise he would not be sorry.

...

It was completely dark.

A full moon hung high, and there were stars twinkling. With a little light, everyone rushed through the road day and night.

The escort vans are like a long dragon, and are thousands of feet long.

At the beginning, there were small prison vans, dragged forward by one or two blood horses.

In the middle, the prison cart will become larger and carry larger monsters.

Behind the team, there were giant prison cars, with innate monsters imprisoned inside... These prison cars were made of Beihai black iron and covered with black cloth. Chains were vaguely seen tangled and raised, and occasionally collided, making an extremely crisp sound of golden spear.

Hurry ~

The prison car continues to move forward.

It seemed like giant iron plates melted into wheeled platforms, carrying giants, tied with chains, leaving deep wheel gullies on the official roads along the way.
To be continued...