Half a month after Fang Zhen left the valley, the cultivator who had interrupted Fang Zhen's arm sold Ling Valley in the street market one day. His bones were broken by a masked cultivator, and even his life roots were trampled to pieces. All the spiritual valleys and spirit stones were stolen.

When this incident first came out, low-level cultivators were in an uproar and everyone was in danger.

However, the life and death of a low-level cultivator can cause very limited heat, and the matter gradually subsided after one month.

However, since then, Fang Zhen, an outer disciple, has been smooth sailing and has been promoted to an inner disciple. After hundreds of years, Fang Zhen has been unleashed and has been promoted to the realm of Golden Elixir, entered the realm of Dharma and Physical Phases, and soon has reached the realm of distraction.

Fang Zhen recalled every bit of his past, and many enlightenment seemed to flash in his heart.

He quietly divided a ray of expression. His spiritual consciousness turned out to be purple. This color of spiritual consciousness is extremely rare and it is very difficult to practice successfully.

Fang Zhen didn't know that his ability to perceive danger usually came from these spiritual consciousnesses. He just vaguely felt that since he devoured the soul flames on the skull, he had an instinctive and transcendent reaction to danger.

Although these fireflies gathered above the head, they are spectacular and beautiful.

But it made him feel uncontrollable uneasy, which made him feel alert and quietly separated this spiritual sense to explore the past.

The purple spiritual consciousness explored the air.

Fang Zhen's face turned pale in an instant.

These things floating above the heads are not ordinary fireflies at all, but the spiritual consciousness of cultivators. These spiritual consciousnesses are extremely strange. Each spiritual consciousness is mixed with a sword light, and there is a guardian Buddha light. There is an extremely strange flame inside the Buddha light. This flame cannot be seen with the eyes, but the spiritual consciousness can be detected.

He knew at this moment that the other party must have used his spiritual sense to find out where he was. However, as long as he did not rashly divide his spiritual sense and broke through the spiritual senses above his head, the other party should not care about his existence. However, so many spiritual senses in the sky at this moment made him feel a desire, that is, to swallow all these spiritual senses in the air and make his spiritual sense stronger.

This thought was inconsistent with the expression on Fang Zhen's face, which was a bit dull and dull.

He murmured softly: "The transformation of spiritual consciousness is another realm of spiritual consciousness!"

Suddenly he realized that his thoughts just now were a bit naive, and his spiritual consciousness would only have some attacks on those cultivators with lower realms than him. Most of the spiritual consciousnesses of these cultivators with powerful spiritual consciousness are equal in both sides, but the spiritual consciousness above the head is a transformation spiritual consciousness, which can not only be explored, but also can quietly live in the body of the cultivator, waiting for the opportunity to control other people's bodies.

Since Fang Zhen refined the flames in his skull, Fang Zhen has been carefully studying the spiritual consciousness and soul flames. Before he reached the state of divine distraction, deep in his heart, he was worried that although the other party's soul fire was swallowed by him, he didn't know if the other party had the spiritual consciousness in his body.

This worry was accompanied by Fang Zhen’s hundred years, and the thought was truly dissipated from the moment he practiced to the state of distraction.

Zhang Hao had long discovered that the room really existed. He quietly divided a ray of spiritual consciousness and investigated his every move. Seeing a purple spiritual consciousness emerging from the forehead of the cultivator, he became a little interested in this life.

This person's spiritual sense is similar to the purple flame true fire of the Black Lao San! This spiritual sense is used to portray the magic array on the newly refined magic weapon, which is very good. Judging from the person's nervous expression and the panic in his eyes, has the other party discovered his spiritual sense?

Zhang Hao became more and more curious about this cultivator. Maybe this person was very tired in the sect and had too many secrets. Are he worried that someone would take his life?

While Zhang Hao was thinking, a wisp of spiritual consciousness flew down from the air and quickly landed on the forbidden arrangement of Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen had long discovered that this was the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator, but he was not sure whether this spiritual consciousness was an enemy or Tuba, so he was a little hesitant.

But his face looked dull and dull, and he looked like a harmless person.

However, any subtle expression on his face would be easily captured by Zhang Hao's spiritual sense.

Zhang Hao knew that this cultivator was very nervous and uneasy, but his face was extremely calm.

The spiritual consciousness fell above the forbidden and carefully investigated it, but Zhang Hao did not break these forbiddens. He just watched these forbidden methods.

Judging from these prohibition techniques, this cultivator is extremely cautious and cautious. Without any necessity, this guy will disguise his truest thoughts.

Zhang Hao felt a little funny. It seemed that Tuba was too domineering and these cultivators were not loyal to him.

This will make Zhang Hao feel much easier to use his own methods.

Tuba looked at the fireflies in the sky emerging in the center of the formation, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

It was too naive for the other party to break the formation by relying on these spiritual senses, but it was more than enough to crack the simple prohibitions set by these divine cultivators. It seemed that the Emperor of the Red Dust was just like this.

Tuba thought as he thought, his spiritual sense flew out from his head and turned into a golden trident and flew towards the fireflies in the sky.

Zhang Hao's spiritual consciousness had already spread throughout the void. He heard the wind and thunder coming from a distance, and quickly combined the fireflies in the void into one place and turned into a golden sword.

I saw a trident transformed by his spiritual consciousness in the distance attacking his spiritual consciousness.

When the trident reached a distance of Zhang Hao's spiritual consciousness, he saw a cultivator quickly condensed under his spiritual consciousness. The cultivator was three feet tall and was holding a trident in his hand and heading towards Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao's mind moved, and a three-foot-sized phantom condensed under the sword, holding the sword and facing the spiritual consciousness above his head.

The Zhenwu Sword Technique was used by the phantom of the divine consciousness.

I saw the sword lights surging all over the sky.

A series of murderous intent shot from the air.

Fang Zhen quietly arranged the forbidden area on the sea surface, and sweat had already emerged from his forehead. He had already felt the phantom of the spiritual consciousness holding a trident in the air, which was transformed by the phantom of the phantom of the Tuba.

But I was not too impatient at the beginning of my life, so I would definitely not be able to discover the transformation consciousness.

So he pretended that nothing could be seen.

But the battle between the two men became more and more intense, and those violent murderous intents quietly invaded around his body, making him more and more uneasy.

He quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the magic in his hand changed rapidly, perfecting the prohibitions on the sea one by one.

The two of them had the means that Fang Zhen lacked at the moment. He watched the two fight hungrily. He knew very well in his heart that the two people above the head could definitely find his spiritual sense, but they must not know that they could actually find their spiritual sense. As long as they did not expose their murderous intent and did not affect these spiritual senses, these two people should not easily attack him.

While thinking, Fang Zhen closed his eyes slightly and thought about the various exquisite moves performed by the two of them in the air.

At this time, only a voice came from the air, and the figure was picked up, turning into a blue light and falling beside Fang Zhen.

Fang Zhen looked up and saw that this person was a scattered person.

This cultivator, called Du Que, was the cultivator who just now flattered at Tutu and almost caused him a murder.

Du Que looked at the prohibition set by Fang Zhen and shook his head and said, "Fang Zhen, the speed of your prohibition set by Fang Zhen is really slow. If you don't do the prohibition set by your place in two hours, I'm afraid that Lord Tuba will be out of patience with you. If Lord Tuba is angry, wouldn't you implicate us all?"

Du Que said, shook his head and looked at Fang Zhen, and sighed.

Fang Zhen felt a little dissatisfied when he heard Du Que's words, but he did not reveal it. Instead, he smiled and said, "Senior Brother, his cultivation is profound, so naturally he is not comparable to those of a low-level cultivator like Junior Brother!"

After hearing Fang Zhenzhi's words, Du Que touched his jaw and said, "You and I are both distracting the spirit realm, but there is not much difference, but my senior brother is just a little advantage in talent! You don't need to worry, just work hard to practice!"

Fang Zhen smiled slightly and nodded.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he wanted to use the life of this cultivator to make a bet.

He looked around quietly, perfected the last ban again, clapped his hands and said, "These bans have been fully improved, and now we will return to the formation!"

After saying that, he took the lead in stepping on the water, as he walked past the spiritual sense of fighting above his head.

His spiritual sense moved and quietly sent a message to Du Que and said, "Senior Brother, be careful, someone on your head wants to take your life!"

Du Que was just below the two spiritual consciousnesses. After hearing Fang Zhen's words, a magic weapon in his body suddenly flew out and flew towards the two spiritual consciousnesses that were fighting together.

Zhang Hao, who was in full spirit, did not expect that the other party would notice his spiritual consciousness, thinking that the other party's spiritual consciousness was superb, and immediately split a wisp of spiritual consciousness into an invisible sword and attacked Du Que.

Tuba was even more angry. This poisonous gap was a person he hated very much, but he was suffering from no reason to kill him. How could he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

A wisp of spiritual consciousness was split and it also attacked Du Que.

Du Que sacrificed his magic weapon, and saw the clouds rolling above his head, but there was no one there, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Just as I was about to reclaim my magic weapon, I suddenly felt a danger of death approaching.

Without thinking, he used his magic power to activate the magic weapon he had just sacrificed.

This magic weapon is just a top-grade spiritual weapon with a very strange appearance, called the Nine Star Wheel.

I saw that the nine stars were rotating rapidly above the magic weapon, and the roulette in the center also circled rapidly. I saw a series of starlight quietly refracting and connecting from the nine-star roulette to form a beautiful nine-pointed star array.
Chapter completed!