Rumble!

The thunder ball exploded and turned into thunder lightning in the sky, carrying the mysterious demonic aura, sweeping towards Fang Yuan who was ascending to the throne.

This Heavenly Demon Yin Lei is a secret technique learned by the celestial immortal master of the Lingfei Sword Sect, who was almost dead and reborn on the battlefield of the inner demons and was in the front line of life and death.

During the refining, not only was the evil spirit thunder that was so strong that it was added, but also a layer of mysterious outer thunder lightning was broken, and the demonic energy inside burst out. It was a huge pollution for any spiritual existence, and it was even enough to make the Neptune gods confused and go crazy!

This one was the life-saving treasure he had finally obtained from the sect based on his identity. At this time, he used it and was just a desperate bet.

In the lightning, a trace of hidden demonic aura emerged. Taking advantage of the shaking of the divine position, he directly clinged to the divine light, carrying the vast world, various forms of the world, and many emotional forces on earth, to attract the demons.

If Fang Yuan is truly the spirit of heaven and earth, a god created by nature, and his heart is like a child, he will inevitably suffer a great loss when facing this.

But at this moment, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"What kind of demon Yin Lei? It's just that a little bit of inner demonic energy is added to the thunder method!"

This elemental power is not that source power, the latter is the origin of the world, while the former is just a secondary power derived.

When Fang Yuan was a dreamer, he made his fortune with his inner demonic energy. It would be a joke to be afraid.

With his thoughts moving, the divine light transformed into a black hole, instantly swallowing all the demonic energy.

Of course, on the surface, he still acted in anger, his body was shaken, his breath was scattered, and he seemed to suffer a great loss: "You dare!"

"How is that possible?"

Wan Sanjian screamed strangely, turned around and ran away.

This heavenly demon Yin thunder is not easy to refine, and he only has one. According to the records of the sect, once this thunder appeared, he directly destroyed a ground immortal!

But at this moment, seeing that the god was only injured, Wan Sanjian immediately knew that he was definitely not an opponent. He was sweating profusely and immediately started running away.

"This god is amazing. I've been defeated this time. I have to find a master in the sect to win back the situation. At that time, I have to refine this person and let him spit out the divine position... hateful! It's really hateful!"

Wan Sanjian activated his body movement, and he suddenly rushed to the distance under the wrapping of a layer of sword light.

In my heart, it was like a poisonous snake biting it, and my resentment towards Fang Yuan was like a surging river, endlessly.

Because even if he asks for help from the sect and helps him find the place, he will not have a big head of the interests here, and it is good to exploit them without being sucked by bones and marrow.

"Want to run?"

Fang Yuan transformed into divine light, and his speed was faster than that of sword escape. He turned around and stopped in front of Wan Sanjian. He grabbed it with his right hand indifferently. A big hand with golden light suddenly appeared in the void, as if it were solid, pressing down overwhelmingly.

What is the momentum that covers the sky with one hand? That’s it!

Under the pressure of the giant hand, Wan Sanjian suddenly felt discouraged and could not escape.

"Flying Sword!"

He struggled to death, released the spiritual sword that he had been practicing with his life, turned into a ray of light, and shot onto his giant hand.

Bang!

A muffled sound of gold and iron fighting came, and the flying sword was in a state of momentum, and the colorful divine light immediately swept up. Wan Sanjian suddenly felt that the contact with the flying sword was disconnected, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

The big hand of the sky fell without stopping, as if he was about to crush his ant to death.

"No! You can't kill me!"

Wan Sanjian disheveled his head and exuded: "I am the true seed of Lingfei Sword Sect, and I have a natal sword card in the sect. If you kill me, you will be an enemy of the entire sect!"

The Lingfei Sword Sect is one of the seventy-two immortal sects, and it is even ranked very high. There is more than one immortal ancestor in the sect!

Such a force is just a matter of casual action to wipe out a baseless Neptune god.

“So what?”

Fang Yuan sneered: "You moved out of the backer and backstage just to show that you have a noble status. Once you are killed, the consequences will be unimaginable. But if I have no scruples, it will be useless even if you move out the Heavenly Court and the Thirty-Three Sect!"

"This is a lunatic!"

Wan Sanjian felt regret for the first time and shouldn't have provoked this evil star.

Unfortunately, his enlightenment came too late.

The next moment, his big hand fell from the sky, like a Five Finger Mountain, pinching him into flesh paste, and his divine light shone everywhere, and he didn't even let go of a trace of his soul, killing him all.

This scene immediately scared the two demons watching.

Even the green cow didn't dare to put a single fart, so it sank into the bottom of the water. The demon tiger rolled up the black wind and ran away desperately.

When they saw Fang Yuan’s fierce power, how could they dare to have the slightest idea of ​​competing with each other at this time?

"If you mess with me, you want to run away?"

Fang Yuan waved his hand and two golden chains flew out.

He didn't care and landed directly on the riverside, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he was admiring the ten-fold expansion of the gantry and the fish bridge.

Not long after, the two giant monsters fell dejectedly in front of Fang Yuan. A golden nose ring was strung on the blue cow's nose, while the black tiger had an extra collar.

"You two have made bad plans before. Now, we will punish you very much and be my mount!"

Fang Yuan was planning to Qingming, but he saw traces of Ming Yujun's arrangement on these two monsters.

In the words of the spiritual world, these two demons are destined to be with him.

At this time, seeing the brilliance and stubborn look in the eyes of the two monsters, I couldn't help but smile again: "Although you have achieved success in cultivation, it is still very difficult to transform into a human being, so I have to get the idea of ​​a god position. Unfortunately, this god position is something you can covet. After following me, I have to give you some benefits..."

As he said that, two divine lights shot out.

The two giant monsters immediately rolled on the ground, transformed into two people.

Among them, the green bull transformed into a big man with wide ears and a high figure, while the black tiger transformed into a woman with a heroic spirit and wearing a black dress.

At this moment, the two demons were stunned and immediately bowed: "Thank you for your gift!"

"Well, you two, one is called Qingshan and the other is called Heishui!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

In the spiritual world, it is very difficult to transform into monsters, and there is also a heavenly disaster.

Even if you hold on, what will happen after the transformation depends on your feet and skills.

No matter which aspect, a little worse will leave shortcomings, such as the tail and ears that cannot be removed, etc.

Humans are the spiritual masters of all things. After transformation, the demon race has many benefits for cultivation, but this kind of defective one is still inferior and has unstable foundations, which will be extremely difficult to make up for in the future.

This time Fang Yuan used his random guidance, but it saved them a lot of hard work in practice.

It completely transforms into a human being, and saves the horror of the heavenly tribulation. It is simply not stingy with the grace of recreation!

It is reasonable to voluntarily repay the repatriation of being a slave or a servant.

In fact, in the spiritual world where the immortal Taoist and god Taoist are prosperous, most of the ordinary low-level monsters, especially those who have no power, are doing very miserable.

Being able to surrender to the Tao of God and Immortality is even a boy mount, it can be considered a true achievement.

"Forget it! Come with me, go to the river to open a cave!"

Fang Yuan came to the Canglang River, and the water surface was separated automatically, and thousands of fish worshiped him, and many magical things appeared.

"The Feng Shui here in Longmen was originally not good, and the gathering and dispersion were impermanent and could not be constant, so it was difficult to become a foundation. However, after my transformation, it was to remove its evil spirits. As long as I change a few more places, it can be transformed into a spiritual land in the water."

The divine position he refined was already clear at this time that it was indeed the authority of Canglang Hebo.

As a water man, you naturally have to live in rivers.

"Sure enough, in the divine realm, everything is like a finger arm envoy, especially the position of Canglang Shuibo was created by the natural creation of heaven and earth. After reaching, the spiritual energy of Canglang River can be mobilized immediately. This is not a trivial matter. Even if a celestial immortal comes in this river, I am sure to deal with my own priesthood..."

The Shinto does not rely entirely on the power of incense and vows. For example, such a naturally formed divine position can be naturally supplemented by spiritual energy from famous mountains and rivers, which is considered to be relatively free and easy.

However, those gods formed by humanitarian canonization and faith are not good, and they must be compensated by sacrifices, otherwise they will decline day after day.

"But although the power of humanity sacrifice is powerful, it also has good and bad. The idea of ​​incense, which is full of worldly affairs, can corrode the gods the most... It is even more difficult to achieve a flawless golden body!"

Fang Yuan thought silently: "The position of the Bo level is comparable to that of the earth immortal. If you go to the Marquis level, you must master the method of red lotus karma and fire, and achieve the golden body. No matter how difficult the power of the incense thought is, you will all be refined into golden lotus to increase your Taoist practice!"

This was the state of Ming Yujun's heyday.

Only when we reach this point can we dare to let go of the incense offerings that will be accepted by the entire humanity, otherwise we will only take our own death.

"As for the marquis level, the realm of the prince... it directly communicates with the origin of the spiritual world, with infinite power and no need for the nourishment of humanity and famous mountains and rivers... it can be called an ancient god! It lasts forever!"

Even if a natural god like Fang Yuan encounters a powerful person, even if the entire Canglang River is destroyed, the god's throne will immediately collapse and the god will fall.

Not to mention those humanitarian gods, once the sacrifice is cut off and the divine power cannot be maintained, they will fall into deep sleep and die.

But the ancient gods are different!

They have fully understood the rules of the world, communicated with the origin of the spiritual world, and can borrow some of their power.

Even if it is one in ten thousand, its power is unparalleled, enough to confront Golden Immortals and others.

"Snatching the position of Canglang Shuibo is only the first step!"

Taking this step means that Fang Yuan has truly joined the Shinto and has obtained a relatively clean identity.

Next, we are looking for other opportunities and expanding our reputation. In the end, we must gain the attention of the Heavenly Court. It is best to directly enlist the Heavenly Court to the Heavenly Court.

"The water comes!"

At the bottom of the Canglang River, Fang Yuan walked leisurely in the garden and splashed his hands.

Many spiritual energy surged, and the water veins changed and gathered into a big dragon.

At the position of the dragon's head, a crystal palace suddenly emerged, with beautiful jade as bricks, and agate night pearls everywhere.

"Yeah, that's pretty good!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan nodded, waved his right hand, and several divine texts suddenly appeared on the plaque, with four big words "Hebo Palace".
Chapter completed!