Time flies, and another year has passed.

The Dhara family is back.

When this old evil person was studying something, he was definitely the most devoted and paranoid madman. His eyes were filled with blood and red. The hairs on his head had fallen off, and he looked like he was thinking about the oil coming out of his mind.

When he entered the door, his eyes fell on Fang Junmei, and his expression was extremely deep.

At this time, Fang Junmei was intact!

The terrifying recovery ability emerged again.

And the old guy, Draco, vaguely felt that the vitality in Fang Junmei's body seemed to have become stronger again.

This situation surprised him very much.

But because of the oath before, it is definitely impossible to force Fang Junmei to say it.

The old guy was surprised and stopped paying attention.

That was not one of his most dreamy things at the moment.

Besides, as long as you are strong enough, you can defeat your opponent, and it is not very meaningful to cultivate or eat such vigorous vitality.

This old guy doesn't know the source of Fang Junmei's vitality, and he still has more potential to tap.

...

And only Fang Junmei himself knows all this.

Since he was tortured to the point of being injured again and again, under this premise, when he practiced the Taoist scriptures forever, he found that the speed of practicing this secret technique was much faster than before, as if this was the correct way of cultivation.

And now he is approaching a certain threshold of the endless Taoist scripture, only one step away, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body will undergo some earth-shaking changes.

There must be a saying about the name of this realm, but because the words of the Faceless Clan are completely different from this world, Fang Junmei doesn't know what they are called.

But the secret will be revealed.

At that time, can the mysterious and unknown treasure realm be sacrificed and practiced?

Thinking of this, Fang Junmei's idea of ​​living became stronger and stronger.

...

There are too many secrets hidden in him to dig.

The light of faith had grown a little stronger without realizing it.

What does this indicate?

Fang Junmei has a lot of experience, but he has not done anything great to this world. Why did the light of faith grow stronger?

After thinking about it, he only thought of one possibility.

That light of faith corresponds not to the merits in the general sense, but to the light of faith in the sword path. The sword seal he passed down in the Immortal Kingdom of Nancheng may have been widely circulated and blossomed and bear fruit.

Similarly, the ball of Dao Lang in troubled times should be the light of faith in the sword Tao. Whether it has grown stronger or how it can grow stronger is the business of Dao Lang in troubled times.

...

"Boy, I have improved the ban in the past six months."

Drara walked to Fang Junmei and said lightly.

Fang Jun didn't say anything, just looked at him.

After the two of them have been together for a long time, the words of Dhara have become a little more. This old guy must be a lonely ghost with a stir inside.

"The previous time, I poured all the free energy from the world outside my body towards your dantian, but I thought about it later that instead of going to the dantian, it is better to go directly to your arms and legs. In this way, using it to use magical powers, the speed will be faster. Moreover, the dantian is too important, and an accident will kill people."

Mr. Dhara said.

Fang Junmei nodded slightly when she heard this.

This is also an idea, the old guy is not that crazy at all.

"here we go!"

The old guy stopped talking nonsense. After saying these three words, he flew his fingers and flew on Fang Junmei's arms at the same time.

Whoosh-

Eighteen fingers in a row!

After clicking, I tapped my legs and eighteen fingers again.

On the surface, it is not complicated, and even most monks with sufficient eyes can record the order and each accurate position, but if anyone wants to copy this restriction, it is absolutely impossible.

Because of the real key, the magic power contained in these thirty-six fingers enters Fang Junmei's body and moves and arranges in his body.

Only Dhara knows this.

Fang Junmei was in a state of waking and had been a living puppet of Dhara for more than 40 years, and could also remember and figure it out.

If this restriction can really be successful, it is definitely not impossible for Fang Junmei to display it.

...

call--

The clear sound of the flow of energy sounded in the room.

Fang Junmei's two arms and legs seemed to have turned into vortexes like four arms and legs, sucking the energy of heaven and earth free from the air into the air.

The colorful light began to emerge, making his arms and legs shine as if they were wearing a colorful armor.

But the absorption speed was extremely fast. Two swishes, the thin spiritual energy in the void of the room flew into Fang Junmei's body.

Decades have passed, and the old guy, Dhara, has long accelerated the absorption speed.

Seeing that the free energy in the world outside the body was absorbed, Drara took out another gold and sword, and two large handfuls of immortal jade came out, forcing out the energy in it.

call--

The sound of the wind roars rose again.

Two handfuls of vitality from the immortal jade flew into Fang Junmei's body, and the light shone brighter on Fang Junmei's arms.

Drara nodded with satisfaction when he saw it.

Fang Junmei began to feel it, and after a moment, a sudden look of condensation appeared in his eyes.

"Senior, there are still questions, stop first, stop first!"

Fang Junmei sniffed loudly.

After the words came to an end, he reached out and poked his fingers to seal his legs without waiting for Dhara to agree.

"Don't move around!"

Dhara roared, his eyebrows angrily.

The reason why he looked for a living puppet was to have the reaction and abnormality after being hit by the ban and then improve it. If it is interrupted or disturbed, how can he know all the abnormalities of this ban?

Whoosh-

Dhara also flew out with two fingers.

Puff! Puff!

Two dull explosions sounded, Fang Junmei's hands had not yet landed on his legs, but had been hit, and two holes were blown out, making the flesh and blood blurred.

The old evil creature, Dharu, took action without any mercy!

Fang Jun's eyebrows screamed in pain!

Drara snorted coldly, and was about to scold him a few more words, suddenly-

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four explosions sounded.

Fang Jun's eyebrows and arms were shattered, his legs were shattered, and blood and flesh were splattered away, and the head and face of Drara was splashed again.

I don't know how many times it was.

But this time, Fang Jun's eyebrows were injured particularly seriously.

...

Fang Junmei's arms and legs were completely gone!

Today's restriction was applied to his arms and legs. Once his arms and legs were broken, the restriction was gone.

Seeing this scene, even the old guy, Dhara, was slightly stunned.

Fang Junmei was so cold that her body was trembling violently, gritting her teeth, and staring at Dhara with only a pair of eyes extremely gloomy.

"...Boy, what's your look?"

After the two looked at each other silently for a moment, Drara said coldly: "From the moment you made a deal with me, your life is mine. Not to mention two arms and two legs, even if it is blown to a point of only one head, I will not blink."

The voice is cold and the vile energy is scattered.

"Senior, you are so harsh. Be careful not to encounter big trouble in the future, and no one will come to help you."
To be continued...