For half an hour, even with the help of Fang Yun, even with the help of the Bagua Cauldron Dragon Formation, the extremely powerful Xia Feng was still beyond the endurance limit of most monks.
Fang's mother He Qiong was the first to be defeated. She shouted "It's almost cooked, it's almost cooked" and activated the switch under her body. The futon beneath her body sank down and He Qiong quickly entered the bunker.
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But according to Fang Yun's perception, my mother seemed to be in a panic, but she could actually hold on for a while. However, it was obvious that she was a little worried about Fang Yun and did not want to put too much burden and pressure on Fang Yun, so she quit on her own earlier.
It was almost as if he had withdrawn. Not long after, his father, who was obviously still able to persist, also voluntarily quit, not wanting to drag Fang Yun down.
Before the Great Xia Era, Fang Yun once said that persisting in the summer wind, half an hour is one hurdle, one hour is another hurdle, and one hour is the real big hurdle.
The minimum goal Fang Yun set for his loved ones was to endure the summer wind for more than half an hour.
Of course, if you can persist for an hour, that would be even better.
After the Great Summer Wind came, Fang Yun's Bagua Cauldron Dragon Formation was surprisingly effective. In addition, Fang Yun had withstood the first wave of the Great Summer Wind, and his body developed a lot of resistance. He actually managed to help his relatives around him persevere with ease.
In half an hour, the set goal was achieved.
At this time, Fang's parents and Fang's mother took the initiative to withdraw in order to reduce Fang Yun's burden and to allow Fang Yun to endure longer in the aftermath of Xia Feng.
On the high platform, Peng Jie, Liu Lihuo and others felt that they had reached their limit in half an hour, so they silently pressed the button beside them and sank into the bunker.
The only ones who are really still in the Bagua Cauldron Formation are the Wild Wolf Camp, the Blood Armor Guard warriors, Qin Xiaoyue, and Tingting.
In the Wild Wolf Camp, the blood-armored soldiers are determined and the members are connected with each other in momentum. They fight one after another, and their energy and blood resonate. They don't need much help from Fang Yun, and they are still strong at this time.
What surprised Fang Yun was Qin Xiaoyue and Tingting, especially Tingting. Fang Yun felt that he might have to re-recognize this little person.
It stands to reason that Tingting's energy and blood would never be able to last for so long in the summer wind, and given her age, her willpower should not be very strong, but she managed to survive it as if nothing had happened.
Fang Yun’s special care.
The little one's performance really subverted Fang Yun's cognition.
Moreover, it was only at this time that Fang Yun suddenly discovered that Qin Xiaoyue and Tingting had developed a high degree of tacit understanding after getting along day and night. The two people's breaths were connected and their skills were connected, forming a small cycle. When they truly immersed themselves in practice, they both
Still holding up pretty well.
Among all the monks, the only one who didn't think much about whether Fang Yun needed to decompress was the simple Qin Xiaoyue. In other words, in her heart, it was natural to receive Fang Yun's blessing, and her whole mind was actually concerned about
Fang Yun's body, at this moment, the only thought is to persist longer in the summer wind, to be able to go further in the future, and to be able to help Brother Yun.
If other monks did not quit, Fang Yun could still feel some pressure, and practice in the aftermath of the summer wind could still have a good effect. Now, with the pressure greatly reduced, Fang Yun suddenly had a feeling, then
It's just that this kind of painless aftermath of the summer storm is really not satisfying.
That's right, when Fang Yun was still a master of internal energy, he could practice in the aftermath of the summer wind and persist until the end. Now, Fang Yun has practiced to the level of a golden elixir Taoist priest and practiced the extremely powerful Great Wilderness War Sutra.
This level of testing suddenly lost its meaning.
In fact, as long as Fang Yun does his best, it is entirely possible for his parents and Liu Lihuo to be led by Fang Yun for an hour and gain a better foundation for practice.
Now that several monks had withdrawn, Fang Yun felt that the pressure all over his body was relieved, and other thoughts suddenly came to his mind. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the highest, spare training platform that was 30 meters high.
It's hard to be a good person if you can't endure the hardships!
If you want to survive in a desperate situation, you must do what others cannot do! Then you must find a different path.
In his previous life, until Lilong was born, Fang Yun still had not heard of anyone who could practice in the real Xia Feng.
Even in the aftermath of the summer storm, very few of those talented people in previous lives were able to practice for an hour.
But in this life, Fang Yun's starting point was completely different. Fang Yun's restless ambition was aimed at impossible feats.
Challenge, challenge the real summer wind.
A long roar erupted from his mouth, and Fang Yun said loudly from the high platform: "Xiaoyue, Tingting, be careful yourselves."
Qin Xiaoyue nodded affirmatively and said crisply: "I know, Tingting and I can still persevere!"
With a movement of his spiritual consciousness, Fang Yun broke away from the Bagua Cauldron Dragon Formation. His powerful Bull Demon Fist stopped abruptly, and with a move of his right hand, a huge bronze war spear with a length of more than two meters appeared in his hand. A spear flower swayed past, and the war spear appeared in his hand.
Driven by the Eight Methods of the Spear, layers of blue light appeared around Fang Yun, turning into a shadow cover of the spear, completely submerging Fang Yun.
Looking up from the bunker, all I saw was a huge cyan light group.
He Qiong said slightly worriedly in the bunker: "What are Xiaoyun preparing to do? Doesn't it look like he can't hold on?"
Fang Yulin looked at the huge towering platform in the sky, his eyes full of worry, and he said angrily: "What else can I do? Of course I am going to rush up!"
He Qiong suddenly lost his mind and said, "Isn't it? Even tall buildings can't block that weird red light. No matter what it is, it will melt when it goes in. Xiaoyun won't be so bold..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long roar came from the huge blue light group. Then, a spear suddenly shot out of the blue light group, followed by a figure, rushing towards the high-altitude platform.
superior.
He Qiong exclaimed, and quickly reached out to cover her mouth. She looked at the high platform, her eyes filled with worry.
Beside her, Fang Yulin held her hands tightly.
The great wilderness god’s spear skill breaks the sky with one spear.
The Great Desolate War Qi, the Great Desolate War Blood, and the Great Desolate War Will melted into one, Fang Yun broke out of the sky, jumped up, and plunged into the real summer wind with a pop.
A dark red summer wind, like a dark red sky, shrouded the sky above the earth. Fang Yun broke the sky with a spear, powerfully swinging the summer wind away, directly piercing the dark red sky. In the red light, a huge figure appeared
cyan light group.
Before the summer wind could spread again, Fang Yun roared loudly, changed his moves, raised his right hand suddenly, and a majestic and solemn aura rose to the sky.
The Great Desolate God's spear skill is unique only with spears.
Unyielding fighting spirit and huge amounts of true energy surged forward, and Fang Yun stood erect on the training platform like a god of war.
Almost at the same time, the summer wind rushed over violently, and Fang Yun's body seemed to be fried, with bursts of green smoke coming out, accompanied by crackling sounds.
The erect bronze war spear turned red instantly, as if it might disappear with the wind at any time.
Fang Yun's hair floated back, and the roots were red and crystal clear.
Fang Yun's whole body was covered with green light under the summer wind, and every detail appeared. His skin was as red as a hand covering a flashlight, and capillaries could still be seen.
Huge pressure fell from the sky.
This pressure was not only physical pressure, but also mental and will pressure. It was extremely powerful, and almost instantly gave Fang Yun an overwhelming feeling of being about to collapse.
For a moment, Fang Yun was very grateful that he had learned the complete Great Wilderness War Scripture.
The characteristics of Dahuang's fighting spirit when faced with strong will are fully demonstrated. In the desperate situation, Fang Yun still has a tenacious will to fight. He still holds the bronze war spear in his hand, high-spirited and firm, and does not retreat at all.
The will never fades! The fighting spirit never stops!
Above the Dan Sea, the Sanjiu Lotus Platform and the Great Wilderness Golden Dan were also driven with all their strength at this time, spinning rapidly, blooming with brilliant golden light, illuminating Fang Yun's Dantian extremely brightly.
A large amount of the special spiritual energy of the Great Summer Wind poured into the Dantian along the meridians and rushed towards the rotating Sanjiu Lotus Platform.
At this moment, Fang Yun had completely forgotten about anything else, except that he had gathered all his cultivation and will to fight the real test from Xia Feng with all his strength.
This is an unprecedented feat.
The difficulty is also unprecedented.
Fang Yun felt that he might drift away in the summer wind at any time and turn into dots of red light.
Fang Yun even forgot to be happy and celebrate that he finally persevered in the summer wind.
At this moment, the only thing Fang Yun can do is to condense his supreme fighting spirit, drive his supreme fighting energy, surge the battle blood all over his body, and fight against the mighty power of heaven and earth that is about to dissolve him.
Fang Yun's fearless spirit immediately stimulated the Wild Wolf Camp and the Blood Armor Guards.
The soldiers' blood boiled with enthusiasm, and their bodies were filled with the spirit of fighting against heaven and earth. They were as strong as Fang Yun, fighting against heaven and earth, and never flinching.
So majestic, the leader rushes into the real summer wind and fights with his head held high.
What reason do I have to be afraid of the aftermath of this summer wind that is many times weaker!