There are huge differences in quantity, but even greater differences in quality.

Although Su Yang's top-grade spirit stone only cultivates a trace of the true energy of the sky, it is enough to cut off any opponent of the same level. If there is a little more, even a powerful person in the early stage of the God Transformation will not dare to take it head-on.

Su Yang was depressed by this huge difference, and also praised the strength of the Hongmeng General Principle from the bottom of his heart. He just practiced the Hongmeng Daojue and the Hongmeng Nine Qi Art, and his strength was far above many cultivators.

With the help of such an advantage, in just one stick of incense, the true energy of the sky in Su Yang's body finally formed a certain scale, running around like a little mouse, allowing Su Yang's soft limbs to gradually recover their perception, and his sleeping spiritual consciousness began to awaken bit by bit.

At this time, Su Yang had only one thought in his mind, that was, he hoped that the umbrella demon Luo Tianyang would last longer, devote his last life, and persevere until Su Yang recovered from freedom.

Unfortunately, the world did not fulfill its wish. Luo Tianyang was not a cultivator who was proficient in body refining. It was obviously not as long as Meng Wuxiong had lasted. After his last shrill scream, he turned into a broken paper umbrella, and then turned into ashes, and even the soul magic image was completely refined.

After successfully killing Luo Tianyang and Meng Wuxiong, two powerful god-making powers, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang successfully seized their storage magic weapon. His divine thoughts were slightly swept in it, and immediately showed a look of surprise and satisfaction. I guess he had a lot of gains.

not good

Seeing all this, Su Yang's heart immediately tightened slightly. Now he was still far from reaching a complete recovery. Even if he had full power, it was too late and he could not escape the tragic fate of being completely refined by the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang.

However, what is surprising is that Su Yang is still calm at this moment, with bright eyes and very strange, as if he is not the one who dies. The calmness is a bit difficult to understand.

All of this was hidden very well by Su Yang. The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist surnamed Fang did not notice anything unusual. He sneered and forced Su Yang step by step, and said with a sure victory: "You should thank me. If I hadn't saved your life, you would have died at Luo Tianyang and Meng Wuxiong's men."

Why does this guy think so?

Su Yang was stunned at first, and then he realized what was going on. It must have been because Su Yang deliberately and passively responded to Luo Tianyang and Meng Wuxiong, and it seemed that he was struggling to persevere, which caused such a misunderstanding.

Su Yang had no intention of explanation, and was happy to cause this misunderstanding. He calmly looked at the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang, and said, "I should thank you so much? Or, I will repay you with the Heavenly Dao Fire purchased from you. Thank you for your help?"

"You are very smart," said the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang, coldly: "It turns out that I came for the fire of heaven. I must have guessed that the Taoist alchemy I gave you was tampered with, right?"

Su Yang smiled and said, "Yes, I know all this. I was preparing some gifts for you, but I didn't expect that all of them were useless by chance. Instead, I accidentally fell into your hands."

The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang said coldly: "Okay, let's talk about these useless things. Should you take the initiative yourself, thank me for your life-saving grace, or let me give you a ride?"

Su Yang continued to delay time and said with a smile: "Why don't we make a deal. I will give you the fire of the Heavenly Dao, and offer you a few secret treasures of the Qinglong clan, and then tell you a big secret of the Qinglong clan to exchange for my life. How about it?"

"Haha, you should have just come out to practice for a while, right?" Fang's eighth-grade Taoist alchemist said with a gloomy smile: "It's not as simple as you imagined in the thirty-six realms. Sometimes, some things and some secrets are best not to touch. I can't afford to provoke the Qinglong clan, so take the secret you mentioned to hell and enjoy it slowly by yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there might be an unexpected change. The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang ignited the innate Dao Flame with his right hand decisively, pressed his palm to Su Yang's forehead, preparing to refine Su Yang like Luo Tianyang and Meng Wuxiong.

But just as the innate Dao Flame was about to touch Su Yang's forehead, it suddenly turned into a sudden change. A smug sneer shook Xingyu, and a stream of light broke through the air from afar, hitting the eighth-grade Dao Alchemist Fang.

"Hahaha, this is really where we meet in life." This person was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was less than a hundred feet away. He raised his hand and shot at the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist from afar.

Suddenly, such an accident happened. The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang was shocked and angry on the spot. His subordinates subconsciously paused for a moment. Just one moment, Su Yang suddenly felt his mind moving, and immediately a ray of true energy of the sky opened Cangjian, and a black spirit bead was rolled out from it and held it in his hand. Then, he successfully activated the special ability of the spirit bead and disappeared from the spot.

shock

The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist of Fang changed his face on the spot. First, someone suddenly came out to destroy his good deeds. Now Su Yang suddenly disappeared strangely. The innate Taoist flames burned directly in the air. A series of changes that were as fast as lightning flash made the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist of Fang frightened and didn't know what choice to make for a moment.

After weighing the pros and cons, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang seemed to think that his life was much more precious than Su Yang. In addition, the person who came was quite strong, he decisively gave up and continued to entangle with Su Yang. He raised his hand and swung the innate Taoist flames burned behind him. The scorching high temperature easily dissolved the Qingyu who was attacking.

Just as Qingyu was refined, a powerful spirit tribe with two wings on the back suppressed the escape light and stopped at about a hundred steps away from the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang. He said proudly: "King Fangdan, don't be good. It seems that my luck is better. I have successfully become an oriole."

"I tried every possible way, but it seemed that I could not get rid of you. Your Lingyu tribe was really doing everything to do for the Double Dragon Tempering Furnace in my hands." The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang said in anger: "However, it seems a bit too early to say that you think you can take down Fang in this way."

The powerful spirit of the early stage of the Spirit Feather Clan hugged his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile: "You can escape, don't worry, I will never obstruct you. Just tell the world that you killed the Qinglong Clan monk later. At that time, no matter how big the demon realm is, you will have no place to stay."

The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang was stunned. He had not killed Su Yang just now, so how could he talk about killing the Qinglong clan's monk?

In a second thought, the eighth-grade Taoist alchemist in Fang recalled Su Yang's strange disappearance. It looked like a misunderstanding. He was directly refined by his innate Taoist flame.

Damn it, I can't argue with the timing so cleverly.

The eighth-grade Taoist alchemist named Fang had a sinister face, and his murderous intent gradually became stronger in his eyes. He said coldly: "It seems that today we have only one result between us, that is, you either die or I die?"
Chapter completed!