With Li Yunmo taking Zhao Qing'er away, the turmoil in Mo Country caused by the champion prince has come to an end.
There is no winner in this turmoil, and it is a blow to the entire desert country.
However, Zhao Qing'er awakened the nine-star talent and became a nine-star genius, which filled the entire Zhao family with hope, and filled the entire desert country with hope. Just like Zhao Qingyun at this moment, his eyes were shining, and he had begun to fantasize and yearn.
In the future, it is not impossible for the Desert Country to transcend the secular world and become a true warrior force.
In the Xuanhuang World, the division between the secular world and the warrior world is very simple. As long as a master of the Sky Control Realm appears, he has truly entered the ranks of warriors.
The warrior forces in the Xuanhuang World are also divided into levels. Those who are in the Sky Control Realm are called one-star forces. Those who are in charge of Jindan masters are called two-star forces. One-star is the weakest and nine-star is the highest.
Tianxuan Sect, as a giant in Yunzhou, is a true four-star sect.
"Master, look at Ying'er quickly."
Yu Shuai has always been concerned about Fang Ying's injury. Just now, Li Yunmo was tit for tat, and Zhou Huadong couldn't take action. At this moment, Li Yunmo left with Zhao Qing'er, and Yu Shuai quickly grabbed Zhou Huadong.
Zhou Huadong turned around, glanced at Fang Ying who was leaning in Fang Xiu's arms, and couldn't help but frown.
Zhou Huadong stepped forward, knelt down, and placed one hand on Fang Ying's wrist, while strands of vitality seeped into Fang Ying's body.
Fang Xiu and Bai Zhan stared at Zhou Huadong nervously, and saw the golden elixir master's brows getting heavier and heavier, forming a knot.
"Master, how is Ying'er doing?"
Yu Shuai asked urgently.
"Why!"
Zhou Huadong put away his palms and sighed heavily: "The meridians are all severed, the vitality is almost cut off, and there is only a weak fluctuation of soul power. This girl may not be able to survive."
boom!
Zhou Huadong's words were like thunder exploding on a sunny day, causing Fang Xiu and the four of them to feel dizzy.
"Master, please save Yinger."
"Please help me, senior."
"senior."
Yu Shuai, Bai Zhan and Ji Mo knelt down in front of Zhou Huadong almost at the same time. Their eyes were red and their eyes were full of prayer.
No one can understand the feelings between the four great Rakshasa. They grew up together and have long been like brothers. Although they are not related by blood, the love between brothers and sisters has long surpassed everything else.
It is no exaggeration to say that if one person had to sacrifice his life to save Fang Ying, the three of them would definitely step forward without hesitation.
"Shuai'er, it's not that I can't save her as a teacher, but I can't do anything as a teacher. I have a soul-protecting elixir here that can keep her soul alive for the time being. As for her fate, alas! That was a blow from a golden elixir master.
"
Zhou Huadong took out a pill and handed it to Yu Shuai. He didn't finish what he said, but his meaning was already clear.
With the ninth level of Forging Pulse, it was a miracle that Fang Ying was able to block a strike from a master of the golden elixir without losing her soul on the spot.
The soul-protecting pill is just a means of comfort, and it doesn't help Fang Ying's injury at all.
Kaka...
Fang Xiu clenched his fists tightly, making a clicking sound. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was holding back endless hatred.
The dignified champion has brought this situation to today. What is the reason for all this?
God, why is it so unfair?
Fang Xiu roared in his heart, his black hair flying in the wind, like an ancient beast about to explode.
"Boy, this world is like this. The weak eat the strong. How can there be so much truth? How can there be so much fairness? Strength is the truth, and fairness must be fought with fists. You have the help of the Eternal Temple, and you are destined to be the Eternal Supreme Body.
Become the supreme being who sets the rules, awaken, let hatred become your power, explode your small universe, your road to eternal supremacy has just begun, and one step has not been taken yet."
Long Ba's voice sounded from the Eternal Temple, no longer as old as before, sonorous and powerful, like the sound of an ancient bell, resounding deep in Fang Xiu's soul.
"That's right, you must have strength and strength to be able to overcome everything. A hard fist is the truth. What I call fairness needs to be achieved by myself."
Fang Xiu's heart was suddenly filled with excitement. He looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar. The roar brought out waves, and the roof of Qingyun Palace was overturned with a rumble.
Long Ba's words brought Fang Xiu an unprecedented understanding.
Seven years of military service, loyalty and courage, have resulted in numerous scars.
He paid too much for this country, gave up his talent, gave up entering the world of warriors, and ultimately brought injustice to himself.
From this moment on, the foolish and loyal champion died completely. He wanted to be the eternal supreme and used his fists to open his own path of warrior cultivation.
boom……
The Temple of Eternity shook violently, and the door to the second floor burst open.
At the same time, the true energy in Fang Xiu's Dantian began to transform crazily. This was the process of transforming from acquired to innate.
"Haha, good boy, it seems that you have established the heart of a warrior, your heart is so excited, you have reached the resonance with the Eternal Temple in advance, and opened the second level."
Long Ba's laughter resounded throughout the Eternal Temple. Obviously, the opening of the second floor of the Eternal Temple surprised Long Ba.
It is not easy to open the second level. This is not a matter of cultivation, but a change in Fang Xiu's character, which resonates with the Eternal Temple.
This is a kind of enlightenment that is extremely rare.
Huhu...
Endless madness, with crackling lightning, overflowed with Fang Xiu as the center, and an unprecedented violent wind arose throughout the Qingyun Palace.
Everyone, including Zhao Qingyun, was trembling and pale under the pressure of this unprecedented momentum, fearing that Fang Xiu would kill them all in anger.
Ninth-grade Fangxiu was so terrifying that even Zhao Qingyun was no match for him. Now that Fangxiu has broken through his innate skills, who dares to say a word?
On the second floor of the Eternal Temple, infinite golden light filled the air, and a large scroll spread out, like an eternal list of gods, displayed in front of Fang Xiu.
"Nine Kills of Thunder God Technique."
The five big characters brought out the ancient divine light, which stung Fang Xiu so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
The formulas for the Nine Kills of the Thunder God are densely packed, and every word is like a lively dragon, wandering back and forth in the depths of Fang Xiu's spiritual consciousness.
"The Nine-Kill Thunder God Technique is specially created for the Nine-Nine Thunder Vein. It is powerful throughout the ages. With this combat technique, you can double your combat power and become invincible."
Long Ba said proudly.
Fang Xiu could no longer listen to Long Ba's words. He was immersed in the mystery of the Nine Kills Thunder God Technique and couldn't extricate himself.
Above the Qingyun Hall, Fang Xiu was bathed in thunder light, like a thunder god, with a majestic aura.
Zhou Huadong looked at Fang Xiu, his eyes sparkling: "This boy has such a good character. At this moment, he can turn grief and hatred into strength, break through himself, and achieve great things in the future."
The faces of Yu and Shuai were full of sadness. Each of them had a volcano brewing in their hearts, waiting to explode.
They knew that the reason why Fang Xiu advanced to the breakthrough was because the pain in his heart reached the extreme. Although it was gratifying, it was even more sad.
Yu Shuai carefully put the soul-protecting elixir into Fang Ying's mouth. Even the masters of the elixir could not do anything. What else could they do?
But even if they just protect Fang Ying's soul, it is still a hope for them.
Fang Xiu gradually emerged from the Nine Kills Thunder God Art, and the redness in his eyes gradually dissipated. He looked at Fang Ying who was surprisingly quiet in his arms, and his heart was as sharp as a knife.