Among the tombstones, a remnant soul of the two cauldron shaman cultivators rushed out. Before he could speak, he was covered by the witch cauldron in Fang Yue's hand, and he was included in the witch cauldron like a black hole.
Fang Yue accepted the inheritance and seized the treasure.
He never broke his promise, and he took out half of the treasure and gave it to the cannibal.
The cannibal got the treasure and was very happy.
The origins of Erding's shaman cultivators are not simple, and the treasures they left behind are quite rich.
Although he only got half of it, it was equivalent to decades of hard work and accumulation.
The dwarves were worth killing, and the cannibals looked at Fang Yue with even more friendly eyes.
"Fang Yue, good job! Look at the conditions required to break a tombstone below, and I will try my best to help you achieve it!"
The cannibals looked like Fang Yue's closest relatives, with little stars twinkling in their eyes when they looked at Fang Yue.
Fang Yue said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, senior. The tombstone of the two-cauldron shaman cultivator is no better than that of the first-cauldron shaman cultivator. The cost of breaking it is quite high! In the process of breaking the tombstone, I encountered a backlash and needed to adjust my breathing for a while! Of course.
, it would be even better if there were elixirs to help, it could shorten the time for me to adjust my breath!"
Fang Yue's voice began to fade.
Even some kind-hearted people extended a helping hand.
"This is a spiritual nourishing pill, best suited for healing physical injuries."
"This is the Tongluo Pill, which unblocks the meridians, activates the collaterals, and regulates qi and blood..."
Fang Yue was dazzled by the variety of elixirs. There were many types of elixirs that even Fang Yue, a master of alchemy, had never seen before.
Fang Yue can break the tombstone of the Erding shaman cultivator, so his value is very different.
If you look around, you can see that there are seven or eight hundred tombstones of the Erding shaman cultivators. They are the backbone of many tombstones.
If all the inheritances are taken out and the inheritances and treasures are obtained, the total amount of wealth can make some ancient sects feel a little excited.
Wealth doesn't matter to them, the key is the inheritance of those witch cultivators, which have a lot to learn from those who don't practice witchcraft.
Fang Yue did not reject anyone who came and accepted them all.
He took out a few pills at will, healed his wounds and refined them.
Anyway, you get it for free, don’t give it up if you don’t want it!
Fang Yue's thoughts are very bachelor.
Uncle Li and Qiu Yan, who were watching, were speechless for a while.
They thought that Fang Yue would be trapped in various crises, besieged by many powerful forces, and be slaughtered like a fat sheep.
Who would have thought that Fang Yue could seize chestnuts from the fire, live leisurely, and deal with various forces with ease!
"I don't know whether it is right or wrong to bring Fang Yue this time!"
Uncle Li felt a little unsure.
The number of forces deceived and abducted by Fang Yue has exceeded at least a hundred.
Not counting secular forces, there are at least twenty families that have supreme religions or powerful families behind them.
Once these causes and effects break out and attract some big shots to take action, even he and Qiu Yan may not be able to defeat them.
"What are you afraid of? The worst thing you can do is die. A person lives his whole life and lives carefree. He is always looking forward and backward. How can he be a hero!"
Qiu Yan admired Fang Yue very much.
This kid is free and easy, and his form is informal, and he has a bit of a demonic feel. If he can really survive, she might be able to have one more disciple under his command!
"This elixir is good, and it contains a trace of invisible Taoist essence."
Fang Yueba smacked his lips, and with a bang, the aura in his body surged again.
The ninth small step of Yiding Shaman Xiu.
Combining the inheritance of the Erding shaman cultivator he had just obtained and the effects of many elixirs, Fang Yue actually made another breakthrough.
There was a faint ray of light in Fang Yue's eyes. His eyes opened and closed, as if thousands of petals were blooming and withering.
"Will these opportunities finally make Fang Yue his success?"
Some people are shocked that Fang Yue has grown too fast. He has made successive breakthroughs in a short period of time from the eighth level of the acquired realm, and is now standing on the ninth small step of the innate realm.
Such a leap is really heart-breaking.
Ordinary people need at least ten years to exercise.
What's even more frightening is that Fang Yue's breakthrough has no sequelae, is steady, has a solid foundation, and does not have any frivolous meaning.
If Fang Yue continues to grow like this, many people around them will be left behind, and the oriole will turn into a sparrow and be killed one by one by Fang Yue.
"It won't be like this. From the first tripod to the second tripod, there is a threshold, and the tripod needs to be recast. Moreover, witch cultivation is different from other cultivation methods. The bottlenecks between each major realm are extremely strong! If you want to break the bottleneck of the realm,
, we need external help, and it is simply impossible to shake the bottleneck barrier with a simple witchcraft attack!"
An old shaman cultivator said while stroking his gray beard.
He has been practicing for many years, and his understanding of witchcraft is beyond everyone's imagination.
His tone was very determined. Fang Yue could take advantage of this opportunity to reach the peak of Yiding in a short period of time. This was already considered the limit!
"There is still a long way to go in cultivation, and it is extremely difficult to reach this level of cultivation. Without this opportunity, Fang Yue might not be able to reach the peak level of Yiding in his entire life!"
Some people say grapes are sour because they cannot eat grapes. This is a practitioner at the eighth level of the innate realm. Originally, when Fang Yue was at the eighth level of the acquired realm, he once coveted Fang Yue's opportunity and thought that Fang Yue was a lamb to be slaughtered.
Never took it seriously.
But now, the position is reversed.
Fang Yue's realm surpassed him, and Fang Yue had mastered many ancient wizard's methods. He believed that he was no match for Fang Yue.
Hearing this, Fang Yue smiled slightly.
He doesn't care about all kinds of rumors.
Other people's cauldrons may need to be recast in a new realm, but Fang Yue's cauldron is made of spiritual condensation. It only needs to be constantly nourished by the soul, and it will naturally improve accordingly. There is no need to recast it at all!
"Fang Yue, the next tombstone!"
The strong man of the Hungry Ghost Path couldn't wait any longer. He didn't take Fang Yue's improvement seriously.
He stood on the eighth small step of the Heaven and Earth Realm. Even if Fang Yue broke into the Heaven and Earth Realm, he was sure that he could control Fang Yue's life and death.
Sun Wukong can never escape from Tathagata's grasp.
Even Fang Yue couldn't get out of his control.
Fang Yue stood up and stretched his waist.
"The tombstones of these two tripod shaman cultivators are stronger than the last. The one I chose just now is the most fragile one, and I was still a little reluctant when I smashed it. The next one, I may be a little reluctant with my own strength!
I need some help!"
Fang Yue exported again.
His stern gaze fell on the few Xiantian practitioners who had previously criticized and coveted him.
"Fang Yue, what are you going to do? We are only at the Xiantian realm, so I'm afraid we can't help you."
Fang Yue's flaws must be reported. Many people have already learned this lesson. The dwarf just now is a lesson learned from the past.
It was just a few threats from Fang Yue, and he asked Fang Yue to frame the living sacrifice.
"There is no need to be at the level of the heaven and earth realm, because the higher the realm, the stronger the resistance of this tomb. Your aura is just right. There are nine of you in total, all of whom are at the eighth to ninth levels of the innate realm! In a moment, you only need to
All the power was instilled into me, and I condensed it into one force with the method of a warrior! When the time comes, one force will become the energy and smash the tombstone!"
Fang Yue did not ask the nine Xiantian realm practitioners if they agreed, and directly started to arrange it.
"Fang Yue, why should we listen to you?"
One of them scratched his neck and said.
Fang Yue spread his hands and said to the strong man of the Hungry Ghost Path: "Senior, there is nothing we can do. These people are disobedient. I'm afraid it will be difficult to open the tombstone of the Erding Great Witch this time!"
The strong man of the Hungry Ghost Path took one step forward, and a terrifying ghostly aura rushed towards his face.
He growled at the Xiantian realm practitioner who refuted Fang Yue: "What are you talking about? Do you dare to say it again? Be careful I eat you!"
The evil reputation of the Hungry Ghost Realm has spread throughout all realms, especially on the Heavenly Road.
The strong man from the Hungry Ghost Realm threatened him, and the nine Xiantian realm practitioners immediately obeyed Fang Yue's command.
"Fang Yue, you are cruel enough!"
Although the man succumbed to the power of the powerful Hungry Ghost Dao man, he still glared at Fang Yue fiercely.
Fang Yue smiled: "Everyone, get ready!"
Fang Yue didn't care about that person's threat at all, because the threat of a dying person had no power.
Fang Yue took a step forward and chose the tombstone of a relatively fragile Erding shaman cultivator as the target of his attack.
The remaining nine Xiantian realm practitioners had no choice but to concentrate all their magic power and true energy on Fang Yue's body.
As expected, Fang Yue used the warrior's knowledge and condensed the strength of ten people into his fist.
"Wanjie Fist!"
This time, Fang Yue's fist shadow became clearer. There were blurry faces on the fist shadow, which was indeed the prototype of the legendary Wanjie Fist.
All realms and phenomena are the most typical characteristics of Wanjie Quan.
One thought creates all phenomena, one thought creates all phenomena, and one thought transforms all realms.
One punch fell, as if thousands of worlds were falling.
The stone tablet built by the Erding shaman was shattered in response.
As the stone tablet shattered, a counter-shock force broke through it.
Fang Yue suddenly pulled out his fist, he closed his eyes tightly, and a layer of faint golden light covered his whole body, like a god's armor, resisting the erosion of the counter-shock force.
But the other nine people who also punched the stone tablet did not have such luck.
They didn't know that the backlash of this stone tablet would be transmitted to them with its power, and their bodies would be severely damaged.
"Fang Yue, you are so despicable!"
"If I don't die, I will take your life!"
"Fang Yue, do you know my identity? If you dare to do this to me, when I return to the sect, my senior brother will definitely come and cut you into pieces!"
The sound of curses could be heard one after another.
Fang Yue suddenly turned around, showing his red mouth and white teeth: "Since you hate me so much, I can't spare your lives! I will eradicate the roots right now and send you back to the west as a living sacrifice!"
Fang Yue's Wuding tripod floated in the air, and a black vortex with a diameter of half a meter broke through the void and fell.
The nine practitioners of the Xiantian realm who were severely injured could not move. They simply could not resist the attraction of this black vortex.
"Fang Yue, keep someone under your command!"
A middle-aged man at the third level of Heaven and Earth Realm roared, trying to shake Fang Yue's Wuding Cauldron away.
The witch cauldron is an important weapon for witch cultivators to fight for their lives. If the witch cauldron is shattered, Fang Yue's path to shaman cultivating will be completely interrupted.
The viciousness of this middle-aged man on the third level of heaven and earth is outrageous.
"Sound barrier!"
Fang Yue was unhurried and kept his fingertips in the air.
A ripple slowly spread out, blocking the muffled roar.
There are various methods in the inheritance of shamanism. These methods are diverse, but they can all be unique in their respective fields.
The sound barrier was raised.
The middle-aged man's roar was isolated.
Nine Xiantian realm practitioners were sacrificed by Fang Yuesheng, and not even a wailing sound came from them.