Chapter 378 Eight Dragon Instruments (Supplement 6)

late at night.

Fang Yuan, who was practicing the exercises, was stunned, and immediately stopped his hands, his eyes pondering: "Is it finally here?"

"Menglian... please see your lord!"

A moment later, a soft voice came from outside the door, full of apprehension.

"come in!"

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

This woman seems to have been specially dressed, her lips are red, and she is wearing a tulle. You can see a large area of ​​crystal clear, white and tender skin that makes people think.

At this time stepping into the moonlight, it is like an elf under the moonlight.

"Before the concubine was blind, I offended my lord, and I asked my lord to hold my hand high..."

As soon as Meng Lian entered the room, she bowed down timidly, begging for mercy: "If my lord wants to blame me, but I can't do it myself, I'm willing to bear it alone..."

"Do it alone?"

Fang Yuan rubbed his chin, his raging eyes were a little hot, scanning back and forth on the girl below.

"Yes, if you have an order, you will not refuse!"

Menglian lowered her head shyly, her skin was a little pink, and she spoke softly.

"hehe……"

Fang Yuan sneered after hearing this.

Of course he understands this woman's hint, but the woman of the Holy Lotus Sect really can't stand it.

With Liu Mengmei's experience, he certainly knows that this kind of saintess is best at deceiving people's minds quietly, especially when they are distracted.

What's more, Meng Lian is an alternate saint, and her methods are even more superb. If she lost her body and captured a great master of the World Alliance, it must be a huge profit.

"Well!"

After Fang Yuan sneered, he said directly: "First of all...to prove your sincerity, transfer all the Dream Realm contribution points in your hand to me!"

"you……"

Meng Lian's smile stagnated, and she became very reluctant: "Your Excellency, are you joking?"

"What do you say?"

Under Fang Yuan's playful gaze, this woman finally came to her senses, knowing that this person was not tempted by her beauty at all, she couldn't help but flushed, this was not shyness, but shame and anger!

"Fang's surname!"

Meng Lian stood up at once, like a kitten with teeth and claws: "What do you want to do?"

"Look at what you said, you obviously offended me before, but now you come here eagerly to beg me for forgiveness, why are you asking me what I want to do?"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, admiring the rare look of the saintess, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "And... I am the local guard, you dare to speak so nonsense, do you know the rules, Shenglian?" Is this the virtue of the saints cultivated by the teacher? Huh?"

Boom!

When he was angry at this time, a phantom of a giant appeared behind him, and the light of gold and iron was released, which aroused the celestial phenomena, and with a powerful spiritual pressure, it fell on Meng Lian.

The woman's face suddenly changed, and she took a few steps back.

It wasn't until this moment that he had to admit that the person in front of him had left her far behind, and had entered the ranks of the real top combat power of the five major forces.

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

Meng Lian's face turned pale, and then her eyes rolled around, and she regained a little bit of eccentricity, and then she spoke.

"Well, there are other conditions. I haven't figured it out yet. I will tell you when I think about it."

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "At this time...you go out first, don't disturb me to meditate."

"Menglian resigns!"

If eyes could kill, Fang Yuan estimated that he would have died thousands of times by now.

After the woman left, a sneer suddenly appeared on her face: "Want to reconcile? You still used this method at the beginning, it's clearly a wicked heart!"

It has to be said that at this time Fang Yuan suddenly looked forward to the court's attack.

In the midst of chaos, what does it matter if a few people die?

...

But God doesn't follow people's wishes.

Half a month passed by in a blink of an eye.

Perhaps because of the heavy losses before, or because they were afraid of the counterattack of the five major forces, the imperial court and Yinlongwei did not launch an attack at all, and they didn't even try to test it, which made Fang Yuan a little depressed.

'It seems that this time I can only take advantage of that woman, Menglian...'

Standing in the crypt, Fang Yuan stared at the veins of the earth where the purple light was shining, but he kept thinking in his heart: "Also... this formation, combined with the legacy of the sage Changli, I also understand most of it. I am afraid that the five major forces With ulterior motives and big ambitions...'

'However, this is almost a conspiracy, and it is useless to understand it... The only thing we can look forward to is the day when Yujing will be turned upside down! '

Thinking silently like this, when he waved his hand, several streaks of light sank into the veins of the earth and disappeared in an instant.

"grown ups!"

Back on the ground, several dream masters saluted respectfully and offered spiritual tea and spiritual fruit.

Fang Yuan was not polite, took it at will, returned to his room, and began to retreat and practice painstakingly.

Everything is imaginary, only one's own strength is real.

At this time, the gold and iron light on his body was shining, and the Nine Turns Mysterious Art had already been deduced to a large extent, and it was almost complete.

"Once this skill is complete, I can condense the ninth spiritual vein, break through the bottleneck by the way, and directly cast the body!"

Although casting the Martial Dao Saint Body is a huge hurdle for Jiumai Martial Sect, in Fang Yuan's eyes, it is really nothing.

At this moment, he couldn't help but glance at his attributes:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 96

Air: 76

God: 61

Occupation: Dream Soldier

Cultivation level: Xusheng (quadruple), Wuzong (eight veins)

Skill: Nine Turns Mysterious Art [? ? ? ], Eight Sword Array [Five Swords (10%)]

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Planting Technique [Level 5], Eyes of Fire [Level 1]"

"Nine-turn Xuangong, it's still a step away!"

Martial arts practice gave him a feeling of entering a bottleneck, as if he could break through with just one step, but he still couldn't get out.

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

"Unexpectedly, my martial arts have finally reached this point!"

Fang Yuan looked at the progress of the eight-door sword formation, and couldn't help but laugh.

This is unintentional, but it's not bad. After all, the secret of the Eight Gates Sword Formation, it's better not to show it to others before the revenge is avenged. There are not many taboos in this martial arts, which is very suitable for oneself to hide.

"Even... if the Eucharist is achieved, I will be a true holy warrior, at the peak of my career, a powerful giant, and qualified to start trying revenge!"

The teacher's kindness is deep, and Fang Yuan never forgot this heart of revenge.

It's just that such great powers are born with a clear mind and can predict the future through dreams, so they can't even mention it.

But if you become a true sage and have superior force, you can already automatically block some deduction and divination, but it doesn't matter much.

"And here, although not many backhands can be deployed, it is better than nothing!"

...

The outside world, inside a secret room.

The old Taoist who was sitting cross-legged got up and looked at the copper pot occupied by eight golden dragons, his face was full of numbness.

At this time, most of the big mouth of the copper toad on the ground was filled with copper balls, which carried an ominous meaning.

"I hold the earth dragon for Dagan, but the will of heaven and the earth are no match for Master Meng's aura..."

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

"There are thousands of nodes in the Dagan Earthline, and more than half of them have fallen at this time. Although the consequences will not be apparent for a while, the next move of Mengshi will definitely be accelerated!"

The old Taoist wiped the red silk from the corner of his mouth, paced back and forth in the secret room, and murmured: "Master Meng has no way... Although I will fight with the Yin Dragon Guard, at most I can compete with a large force, and the rest depends on The imperial court's true sage and true essence support it!"

To fight against the mighty power of the sage, apart from the Lord Yinlong, the court can only rely on the real sage and the strong man with real essence.

It's just that ordinary true saints and true essence fighters, although they can be called powerful, are not as good as high-level virtual saints.

But Daqian has the favor of God. The royal family masters the secret method, which can gather the will of heaven and earth, and gather it on several martial arts spirits. This is the blessing brought by personality.

This is the capital that Daqian can stand up to now!

However, at this time, Mengshi has completely torn his face, he does not hesitate to offend the heavens, but also disturbs the earth's veins, even though he and the court have fought repeatedly, they are still powerless.

This is the inevitable result of the overall strength being inferior to others, and it is difficult to change it with any strategy.

"Marquis Shang, how are you?"

In the secret room, a slender figure appeared, with the scene of the birth and death of stars in his eyes, it was the Lord Yinlong!

"No way..."

The old Taoist shook his head sadly: "I am a great dragon son, and I also specialize in the method of the dream master. I am lucky to have the seventh-level virtual saint cultivation base, hold the Eight Dragon Instruments, and monitor the world's earth veins for the court. At this time, I am helpless! This method arranged by the dream master , I have seen from the relics of the sage Changli, it is a six-pole forbidden formation, with 1,275 nodes, if it is completed, it will cover the world, and it will continue to grow, as long as half of the nodes remain, It works!"

"The previous attack only destroyed a small part, but led the snake out of the hole. At this time, the formation has been completed, but there is nothing to do... Sir, there is no need to continue to send people to attack and kill. Prepare for a big battle in the future! The world is in chaos, not far away! Cough cough ..."

Speaking of this, he coughed again and again, blood staining his clothes.

Seeing this, Lord Yinlong couldn't help being silent.

The body of the Void Saint is free from all diseases, so naturally he will not be so sick and weak, but this person monitors the world and the earth, and can be suppressed at ordinary times. At this time, one by one node is lost, and the general situation is reversed. .

Even, maybe even shorten the life.

"Marquis Shang, you can cultivate with peace of mind. There are still me and several national teachers in this country!"

Lord Yinlong couldn't help but relieved.

"Hehe... As a descendant of the Great Ancestor, I cannot escape this battle!"

The old Taoist priest Shanghou smiled wryly, and suddenly grabbed the palm of Lord Yinlong: "Master Meng attacked me this time because of the matter of Changli's legacy. I have also read the core chapter, although there are only remnants, but only The secrets revealed in it are enough to turn into a hole card, perhaps, it is impossible to stop the dream master and save his life, but he can die with them! Would you like to help me, sir?"

"You mean..."

With a wave of the Lord Yinlong's hand, a powerful restriction suddenly appeared, and his eyes flashed.