late at night.

Fang Yuan, who was practicing the exercises, was stunned and stopped the movements in his hand, with his eyes entertained: "Is it finally here?"

"Mori...please see you!"

After a moment, a gentle voice came from outside the door, with a sense of trepidation.

"Come in!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand and the door opened automatically, revealing Moran's beautiful figure.

This woman seemed to have been dressed up with red lips and covered with tulle. She could see a large area of ​​crystal clear, white and tender skin that was fascinating.

At this time, I walked in with the moonlight, just like an elf under the moonlight.

"I had no eyes before, and offend the adults, so I would like to give my help..."

As soon as Menglian entered the house, she immediately bowed timidly and compromised: "If you want to blame me, I can't do it, and I'd like to bear it alone..."

"One person is responsible for it?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin, his raging eyes lit up and down, and he glanced back and forth on the body of the girl below.

"Yes, if you have a destiny, everything will be allowed!"

Mori lowered her head shyly, and her skin was a little pink, and she said softly.

"hehe……"

Fang Yuan sneered when he heard this.

Of course he understood the hint of this woman, but the women of the Holy Lotus Sect really couldn't bear it.

With Liu Mengmei's experience, he certainly knew that this kind of saint is best at confusing people's minds quietly, especially when he is confused.

What's more, Menglian is the candidate saint, and her methods are even more superb. If she loses her body and can capture a master of the Realm Alliance, she must have made a big profit.

"That's good!"

After sneering, Fang Yuan said directly: "First of all... in order to prove your sincerity, transfer all the dream contribution points in your hands to me!"

"you……"

Menglian's smile stopped and became very reluctant: "Sir, are you joking?"

"What do you think?"

In Fang Yuan's playful gaze, the woman finally woke up and knew that this person was not tempted by her beauty at all, and her face turned red. This was not shyness, but shame and anger!

"The surname is Fang!"

Mori stood up, like a little cat with teeth and claws: "What do you mean?"

"Look at what you said. You obviously offended me before, but now you came to ask me for my understanding. Why do you want to ask me what I mean?"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, admiring the saint's rare angry look, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "And... I am a local guard. Do you dare to speak so much? Do you have any superiors and inferiors? Do you understand the rules? Is the saint cultivated by the Holy Lotus Sect this virtue? Hum?"

Boom!

He was furious at this moment, and the figure of the giant behind him appeared. The light of gold and iron was released, which further triggered the celestial phenomena, and with powerful spiritual pressure, it fell on Menglian.

This girl's Hua Rong suddenly changed and took a few steps back.

It was not until this time that I had to admit that the person on the other side had already abandoned her far and advanced to the sequence of the five major forces' true top combat powers.

"Okay! I still have more than a thousand contribution points on my hands, I will give them all to you!"

Menglian's face turned pale, and then her eyes turned around and returned to a little weird smell. Then she said.

"Well, there are other conditions. I haven't thought about it yet. After thinking about it, I will tell you."

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "At this time...you go out first, don't disturb me from entering into meditation."

"Morim left!"

If his eyes could kill people, Fang Yuan probably had died thousands of times at this time.

After the woman left, a sneer suddenly appeared on her face: "I want to reconcile? I used this method at the beginning, and it was obvious that the thief was undead!"

It has to be said that at this time, Fang Yuan suddenly became expectant of the attack on the court.

What is the point of dying a few people in a mess?

...

But God does not follow people's wishes.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Perhaps because of the heavy losses before, or because they were afraid of the counterattack of the five major forces, the court and the Yinlong Guard did not launch any attacks, and even did not even test them, which made Fang Yuan a little depressed.

‘It seems that this time I can only get the price of that woman Molian…’

Standing in the crypt, Fang Yuan stared at the purple veins, but he was constantly thinking in his heart: 'And... I have understood most of this formation in combination with the remains of the Saint Changli. I am afraid that the five major forces have ulterior motives and have great ambitions...'

‘However, this is almost open-minded and it is useless to understand it… The only thing you can expect is the day when Yujing turned upside down!’

Thinking about this silently, he waved his hand and several streams of light penetrated into the earth's veins and disappeared in an instant.

"grown ups!"

When they returned to the ground, several dream masters saluted respectfully and presented spiritual tea and fruits.

Fang Yuan took it at will without hesitation, then returned to his room and began to go into seclusion and practice hard.

Everything is virtual, but only one's own strength is real.

At this time, the golden and iron light on his body flashed, and the Nine-Turn Profound Art had been deduced for most of the time, almost complete.

"As soon as this skill is complete, I can condense the ninth spiritual vein, break through the bottleneck, and directly cast the body!"

Although the creation of the holy body of martial arts is a huge level for the Nine-Meridian Martial Sect, it is really nothing in Fang Yuan's eyes.

At this moment, I couldn't help but glance at my own attributes:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 96

Qi: 76

God: 61

Occupation: Dream Soldier Division

Cultivation: Void Saint (Fourth Level), Wu Zong (Eight Generations)

Skill: Nine-turn mysterious skill [???], Eight-Gate Sword Formation [Five Swords (10%)]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5], fire eyes [level 1]”

"The Nine Turns of the Profound Art is still a short stop!"

Martial arts practice gives him a feeling of entering a bottleneck, and it seems that he can break through with just one step, but he can't get it out.

Because this step is not as simple as condensing the ninth spiritual vein, but rather directly creating the holy body of martial arts!

"I didn't expect that my martial arts finally reached this point!"

Fang Yuan looked at the progress of the Eight Gate Sword Formation and couldn't help but laugh.

This is just unintentional slaughtering, but it is also good. After all, the secret passage of the Eight Sword Formation is better. Before the great revenge is avenged, it is better not to show it in front of others easily. There are not many taboos in this martial arts, and it is very suitable for hiding it yourself.

"Even... if the Holy Body is achieved, I am the true holy warrior, at the peak of Daqian, a hero and giant, who is qualified to start trying to revenge!"

The teacher has a deep kindness, and Fang Yuan never forgot this revengeful heart.

But that kind of powerful people is born with a clear and insightful mind and dream of the future, so they cannot even mention it.

But if you become a true saint and have outstanding military power, you can already automatically block some deductions and calculations, but it doesn't matter much.

"There is also a place where you can't arrange many backup plans, but it's better than nothing!"

...

Outside, in a secret room.

The old Taoist, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up and looked at the copper jars surrounded by eight golden dragons, his face full of wood.

At this time, most of the copper toads on the ground had been filled with copper balls, with an ominous meaning.

"I am the Great Doctor of the Earth Dragon, but the will of heaven and earth are so powerful that I am so powerful that I am the Dream Master..."

The old Taoist clenched his fists white, and blood appeared in his eyes, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"There are thousands of nodes of the Dagan Earth Vein, and most of them have fallen at this time. Although the consequences are not obvious for a while, the dream master's next action will inevitably be accelerated!"

The old Taoist wiped the red silk from the corner of his mouth, paced back and forth in the secret room, murmured: "Miss Dream Master Wudao... Although I am fighting against the Yin Dragon Guard, I can at most be better than a major force, and the rest is supported by the true saints and true energy of the court!"

To fight against the powerful power of revealing saints, besides the Lord Hidden Dragon, the only one in the court can rely on the True Saint and the True Yuan power.

It is just an ordinary True Saint and True Yuan Warrior, although they are also powerful, they are different from high-level Void Saints. The strongest one is just as good as the Ninth Level of the Void Saint.

But Dagan has the will of heaven. The royal family mastered the secret method and could gather the will of heaven and earth and gathered on several spiritual soldiers of the Wuzong. This is the blessing brought by the person. In the territory of Dagan, if it is consumed, it can rival the saints!
To be continued...