At this time, Fang Qingmei's heart seemed to fall to the bottom. She wanted to blame her beloved son for being so ignorant of the severity? How could she not even know the minimum sense of qualities and know how to advance and retreat? But thinking about how she left home when he was young and no one disciplined him again, all these blame turned into guilt at this moment.

Fang Qingmei firmly believed that her son’s love for him could not be erased casually, just as her concern and longing for him could not be easily banned. For her, this mother-son relationship has long been unforgettable and deeply rooted in her bones.

I didn't teach him well. Now, my beloved son may die in order to find him. When I think of this, Fang Qingmei's heart ached faintly. No, even the third elders, I have to fight! For a moment, Fang Qingmei, who had the upper hand in his love for a calf, felt like a female wolf squatting at the entrance of a cave. Even though her eyes were already blurred and her consciousness was already hazy, her sharp teeth could grind the roots of her teeth, and her claws could tear the prey to pieces at any time. She couldn't and would never allow her beloved son to have life worries!

Love can inspire a person's most primitive energy and create the greatest legend in the world. Although Fang Qingmei is a cultivator, she is still a mother who loves her child at this moment. Thinking of this in her heart, she suddenly spits out a mouthful of blood at the Thunder Fire God Shuttle. The huge Thunder Fire God Shuttle doubles in an instant, and a light purple thunder light flashed out of the outside of the Divine Shuttle.

As Fang Qingmei's divine thought flashed, the Thunder Fire God Shuttle slammed hard on the flying sword.

The flying sword roared, like a challenged king. The flying sword had no timidity towards Fang Qingmei's Thunder Fire God Shuttle, and slashed down fiercely.

The sword light passed by. The Thunder Fire God Shuttle suddenly exploded in the air, and a light golden thunder bombarded the third elder's flying sword.

As the flying sword whined, it fell to the ground like a piece of scrap iron.

However, this Thunder Fire God Shuttle, which was regarded as a treasure of self-defense by Fang Qingmei, also turned into shattered powder in an instant.

Fang Ling was about to fight with the third elders, but he didn't expect Fang Qingmei to explode his body-protecting magic weapon. When he wanted to stop it, it was already a little too late.

"Three Elder, I beg you..." Fang Qingmei was about to kneel down on the ground as she spoke.

Seeing that he was about to kneel down on the ground, Fang Qingmei was like an ordinary woman. A strange look flashed in the eyes of many disciples following her.

Back then, when this woman entered the Fang clan, she encountered a lot of hardships, but she gritted her teeth and survived.

Even the second elder who was the best to her, she never asked for it. Now, for the sake of her beloved son, she begged to the third elder again in front of so many people.

This contrast made them a little unacceptable, and also made them feel a little touched in their hearts.

Just as Fang Qingmei was about to kneel down, Fang Ling had already appeared next to her strangely, gently lifting Fang Qingmei and said, "Mother. Don't worry, since he is indiscriminate, no matter whether it is right or wrong, then I have to teach such a blind eye to something!"

While speaking, Fang Ling slapped his small Qiankun bag and nine flying swords flew out directly.

Although Fang Ling was calm at this moment, his heart was filled with anger. This anger was not for him, but for Fang Qingmei.

For Fang Qingmei's kneeling!

He wants these people to pay the price for their mother's kneeling, and he wants these people to kneel down with heartache and regret it!

So at the moment when the rolling sword light flew out, he did not hesitate at all and directly used his strongest Nine Heavens Thunder Demonic Solution.

In an instant, the hidden aura of Haoran's Nascent Soul soared into the sky, and the thunder aura between heaven and earth gathered towards Fang Ling.

"The Ancestor of the Nascent Soul!" A sound full of surprise sounded from the crowd.

With this voice, many people's eyes looked at Fang Ling, and turned into awe. The noble Nascent Soul Ancestor. Fang Ling is not the ordinary cultivator they imagined, but the noble Nascent Soul Ancestor!

The third elder's face twitched at this time. Fang Ling stood beside him, and he did not even discover his identity as the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Although he is cold by nature, he is still not willing to find an opponent of the same level for no reason.

If he knew that Fang Ling was the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, some things would be different. But now, he had no choice but to let go.

He reached out and waved his twenty-four flying swords, and a majestic aura came out from his body. With this aura, a dragon with wings appeared behind him.

However, the color of this dragon is yellowish.

"Xuantian Wuji, Qiankun borrows the method, get up!" A low shout came from Fang Ling's mouth, and the nine Qingtian Thunder Swords instantly gathered the rolling purple thunder!

Although the third elder regretted having a grudge against Fang Ling as the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, he was not worried.

As the ancestor of the Fang family, he not only has the cultivation of the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, but also has the power of the Fang family's bloodline.

Although he is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he has the combat power of the midst of the Nascent Soul. Therefore, Fang Ling, who only showed his early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, wanted to defeat him, which was like a joke.

However, when the first purple thunder as thick as a child's arm hit the void, the third elder's face changed.

The power of thunder is one of the most powerful attack methods in the world. Fang Ling's thunder is not only powerful, but also has a powerful force that can destroy the mind and mind.

Under this powerful force, the third elder felt as small as an ant from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that this feeling was very unfavorable to him. If he could not drive out this feeling, even if he had tens of cultivation, he could only exert seven points in the end.

But it is easy to speak, but it is extremely difficult to really drive it away. As the first thunder thunder hit, the third elder's twenty-four flying swords turned into a huge sword circle and met the thunder.

This is a sword formation method, which means the twenty-four solar terms are endless. Not only is the attack sharp, but the defense is also of infinite use.

The rolling sword light formed a white ball of light above the third elder's head.

The defense power of this light ball is even stronger than that of ordinary defensive magic weapons, so the third elder was quite confident at this time.

But when the first thunder thunder blew down, the third elder felt his mind attached to the twenty-four flying swords, and in an instant he felt a trembling feeling.

As these minds trembled, a strange whiteness appeared on his face.

Before the shocked third elder could use other means, nine thunders fell in the void again. These nine thunders were like nine thunder dragons, and they smashed hard at the sword light on the top of the third elder's head.

The third elder cried in his heart that he wanted to take back his flying sword, but there was no time. Nine thunders filled with great aura had already hit the third elder's sword light.

"boom!"

With a roar, the twenty-four flying swords of the third elder scattered in all directions when they were hit by the thunder.

The third elder's mind that the sword light left on the sword light disappeared at this moment. The third elder whose mind was damaged couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood!

He looked at the sword light that was still hovering in the void, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes. The third elder, who did not hesitate at all, quickly pinched his fingers. The figure of the winged dragon that originally appeared behind him suddenly turned into a rune and appeared behind the third elder.

Fang Ling is not unfamiliar with this kind of rune.

During the battle between the Tongguan Taoist, such runes also appeared between the eyebrows of the Tongguan Taoist Taoist.

This is a Taoist pattern, but the Taoist pattern that appeared in the heart of Taoist Tongguan was a ball of flame, and behind the third elder was a winged dragon!

However, the light of the dragon was very dim and looming, which was no less than the flames of Taoist Tongguan.

However, with the appearance of this dragon, a pair of two-foot-long dragon wings appeared behind the third elder.

What Fang Ling paid more attention to was the momentum shown on the third elder at this time. What he showed just now was not a little stronger. What he showed just now was the momentum of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but now, what he showed from the third elder was the momentum of the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

Could this be the power of blood that the Fang family has always mentioned?

No wonder the Fang family attaches so much importance to the power of blood. This small power of blood can actually increase the cultivation level of the third elder by a level.

Although it seems only a little bit from the early stage of the Nascent Soul to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, many people actually know that this is not a lot.

For this reason, I don’t know how many people are working hard to practice, but it is still difficult to break through this bottleneck in the end.

Take the ancestors of the Nascent Soul in Lu for example. They always want to break through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but only Emperor Liu and Taoist Tong Guan can become monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Now, the monks of the Fang family have easily increased their magic power to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with the power of this bloodline. These methods make Fang Ling feel a little excited.

But at this time, it was not the time when Fang Ling's divine thoughts flashed, and the rolling aura rushed into the nine Qingtian Thunder Swords. In just a moment of kung fu, nine thunders fell from the void!

These nine thunders were twice as thick as the nine thunders just now, and the thunder dragon roared, seemed even more violent.

The thunder dragons were as erect as they were, and the scales shining with purple thunder lightning looked extremely clear.

Facing the crazy falling thunder, the third elder, without thinking, spread his wings and disappeared into the void.

When he appeared again, he had appeared twenty feet away! (To be continued)

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