Deacon Miao and others were excited and thought that the ancestor wanted to let the other party go. Now it seems that the other party would not give an explanation today and would not be able to get out of here at all.
Fang Chen handed the Bailu Pill to Elder Xu and the others, let them eat it apart, and then asked casually:
"It seems that you still have some understanding of these people under your sect. Are you not afraid that Qin will know about this and will punish you Lihuodao Sect?"
"We have the final say about Lihuodao Sect. Qin Shi can't interfere, let alone you?"
The young man smiled and shook his head: "It's time to give me an explanation."
"Okay, I'll give you an explanation first. You'll give me an explanation later. Everyone will pay tribute to each other."
Fang Chen nodded slightly, a faint blue light flashed in his eyes, and a thunder suddenly fell from the sky and fell on the young man.
The young man was unable to defend himself from being struck by this thunder and fell from the air on the spot, and fell into the center of the shed with a bang.
The skin was charred and white smoke was constantly evaporating with the sizzling sound.
The monks from all walks of life looked at this scene blankly, and their minds could not turn around for a while. What they were thinking was that the ancestor of the Nascent Soul just encountered a thunder tribulation?
However, the three disasters are related to the golden elixir, out of the body, and the combination of the nine tribulations are related to the combination of the Tao. Where does the Nascent Soul need to overcome the tribulation?
"Old ancestor!"
Master Zhang led a group of Jindan elders to the young man to check his injuries, with a hint of panic and a hint of confusion.
"Is this the innate Five Thunders Dharma??"
Elder Xu looked at Fang Chen with awe. It turned out that this uncle Fang Master Fang's thunder method had reached such a state, and even the Nascent Soul could not escape the attack of the thunder method!
Under the repeated calls of Master Zhang and others, the young man slowly woke up, his eyes at first confused, then suddenly condensed, and looked at the sky with a solemn expression.
"It was a thunder tribulation just now!? Have you seen clearly? Where did this thunder tribulation originate?"
The young man's voice was hoarse, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a stream of white smoke coming out. It was obvious that the thunder disaster just now hurt him very much.
There are all external and internal injuries.
"Old ancestor...we couldn't see clearly..."
Sect Master Zhang and others looked at each other with a little awkward expression. They could not see clearly this thunder tribulation. When they realized it, their ancestors had already become like this.
"This person's cultivation is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the Cang Lei method can hurt him but cannot kill him."
Fang Chen seemed to think about something.
He probably tried the limit of the Cang Lei Method. He just used only 70% of his power. If it was 100% of his power, he should be able to kill a middle-stage Nascent Soul in seconds and damage the late-stage Nascent Soul and Great Perfection.
This is the terrifying power of Yanguang Divine Eyes.
If there is no bonus, Fang Chen can mobilize the power of Cang Lei that is far beyond the ordinary. With his current cultivation level, Cang Lei's method can only deal with the late stage of the Golden Pill or the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill at most.
The desolate divine pupil has increased its power to a higher level.
"The Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desolate Immortals is still my first attack method at present. It's a long time, and I'm afraid there is no other magic to replace it."
Even the art of disgust cannot do it.
Fang Chen sighed in his heart that his current strength largely comes from the fourth-level sword body and small sword.
The fourth-level sword body itself represents the Nascent Soul stage. After a body refining cultivator who is purely mobilized to promote the Nascent Soul, his physical strength may not be stronger than the fourth-level sword body.
The skinning technique, the Cang Lei method and other methods pay more attention to Fang Chen's own cultivation, and the sword body does not have much bonus to them.
"But... if we want to die together, the nine consciousnesses in the mottled blood can be regarded as a trump card, but it is hard to predict what the result will be if we play this card."
"I have overcome the first disaster a long time ago. How could there be disasters in this state now?"
"Old ancestor, could it be a thunder method?"
"Thunder method!? Impossible... As strong as Qin, a Taoist family, had never possessed the thunder method..."
Everyone looked at the Golden Pill who made a guess, and their expressions were very strange.
Not to mention high-level methods, they have never possessed them even low-level methods, and they are even rare to see them.
The five elements of heaven and earth are still dominated by gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Those who can master the thunder method are all powerful monks from the Immortal Court and the Immortal Palace.
In front of them, Lihuodao Sect is just a non-influential one. What is the difference between it and a casual cultivator?
While talking, the young man had driven away the thunder power all over his body one by one, and then used his spiritual power to nourish his body. The charred dead skin peeled off layer by layer. After about ten breaths, his skin recovered as before.
Only hair on the head, eyebrows, etc. cannot be born for a while.
He stood up slowly, and the young man closed his eyes and felt his physical condition. The injury would naturally not heal for a while, but the most simple trauma was barely considered to be healed.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Chen and said lightly: "Heaven and earth are moody, which makes fellow Taoists laugh. Fellow Taoists might as well tell me the explanation I just mentioned and how to give it to them."
"Explanation? Didn't you give it?"
Fang Chen Dao.
A gloomy look flashed in the young man's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "You mean the thunder just now? The power of heaven and earth. A fellow Taoist wouldn't want to use this as an excuse to say that this thunder was made by a fellow Taoist.
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Before Fang Chen could speak, the smile on his face became more and more sarcastic: "If fellow Taoist sect had such a method, why would Daqian Dao Sect listen to my orders from Lihuo Sect? I am afraid that Qin would even regard fellow Taoist sect as a guest of honor."
After a pause, he looked at Elder Huo with a faint look: "Please give me an explanation, the golden elixir of Lihuo Dao Sect will not be so humiliated for no reason."
When everyone saw that the Daqian Daomen wanted to put the thunder power just now on him, they couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule.
"Okay, I'll give you another explanation."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
boom--
The blue thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder, and the young man who had just gotten up was knocked down again. He lay face down on the ground, motionless.
The charred flesh and blood kept emitting blue smoke and making sizzling sounds, and everyone could vaguely smell the aroma of barbecue.
Sect Master Zhang and Jindan showed a hint of disbelief in his eyes, his breathing became extremely rapid, and his nervous cold sweat kept coming out, and he couldn't stop it.
Deacon Miao's upper teeth and lower teeth kept bumping, as if he had seen a ghost, staring at Fang Chen.
"Thunder, Thunder Method... The ancestor of Daqian Dadao Sect, who is suspected to be the Nascent Soul, still masters the Thunder Method!"
The monk with a fat face kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and there was nothing else in his eyes except horror.
After about several breaths, the young man woke up quietly and quickly used his spiritual power to heal his external injuries.
"Old, ancestor... are you okay?"
Sect Master Zhang and others came forward carefully to inquire.
"I can't die."
The young man spat out a sip of white smoke, then slowly looked at Fang Chen, and a strong smile appeared on his charred face:
"What do you call fellow Taoist?"
It was not until this moment that he asked Fang Chen for his name.
"It turns out that it was fellow Taoist Fang. In Wucuocai, the misunderstanding between fellow Taoist Fang and Lihuo Dao Sect will be resolved one by one in the future."
Wu Cuocai clasped his fists and said, his eyes flashed with fear, fear, suspicion, and horror.