Text Text_ [Chapter 1312]: Borrowing God to Kill People
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[Chapter 1312]: Killing People Through God
Not to mention that Fang Zhi took a long breath when he saw Wang Shicai hiding in the sand, even if he was an old soul, he was like a prostration.
With Fang Zhi's current body, he will last for about two pillars of incense at most.
After the two pillars of incense, Fang Zhi's tragic body will be difficult to move forward.
Wang Shicai's cautious choice to hide in the sand undoubtedly gave Fang Zhi, who had been forced to the edge of the cliff, a chance to breathe.
At this moment, Fang Zhi suddenly sat cross-legged in the sky and took out a seven-grade holy pill!
This holy pill is called "Pangu Dan", and it is a healing holy pill placed in one of the many treasure chests left by the Saint of the Night.
Fang Zhi has a total of three Pangu pills, this pill has a wonderful rejuvenation effect on the injuries of the martial artist, even if the martial arts are injured, taking this pill, can be healed within a few days.
But to take such a healing elixir that heals very quickly, you have to be in an absolutely safe space, and you have to meditate and refine.
Because the medicinal effect of the Holy Pill is extremely strong, if it is difficult for the martial artist to meditate and forcibly refine it while walking, it is easy to make the medicinal properties rampant and destroy the martial artist's body.
Fang Zhi fell into a pile of sand and swallowed Pangu Dan into his stomach, and the pill melted in his mouth, turning into a cloud of spiritual liquid that dispersed into his internal organs.
A scorching spiritual fluid fused into Fang Zhi's blood, tendons, bones, and bone marrow.
In an instant, Fang Zhi's body seemed to be in a furnace, his body exuded a strong scorching aura, and white smoke slowly came out of his body.
Fang Zhi mobilized his spiritual phase and began to refine the medicinal effect of this group of holy pills.
But the majestic essence contained in the Holy Pill was too huge, even if Fang Zhi had expected it in his heart, he couldn't help but gasp at this moment.
"Soul Elder, this ancient pill is too powerful, if I refine it all, I'm afraid I will explode and die!" Fang Zhi said in a low voice.
The soul elder in the Dzi space said urgently: "You refine some of the medicinal effects, and after you heal your body, seal all the remaining medicinal liquids, and slowly refine them in the future! This pill is the most suitable pill for your current situation, and some six-grade healing elixirs will take several hours to take effect." At this time, I'm afraid that the night sleep has already eaten people, and you will miss this great opportunity. โ
"Only this pill can restore your physical body to normal in the fastest time!" the old soul said with helplessness and urgency.
The most suitable healing pill for a Spirit Realm martial artist should be a fifth-grade or sixth-grade pill.
Because of refining these two grades of elixir, Spirit Realm martial artists can be more calm.
If you can refine the Holy Pill, it will do more harm than good to the Spirit Realm martial artists.
The Holy Pill contains holy power, and the essence contained in it is difficult for even some Law Phase Realm martial artists to eat, let alone Spirit Phase Realm martial artists?
When a Spirit Realm martial artist takes the Holy Pill, it can be called swallowing a time bomb!
If you are not careful, you may explode and die.
Fang Zhi frowned, and immediately sighed, some things have to be trade-offs after all, nothing is only good, there is no harm.
At this thought, Fang Zhi had no choice but to work hard to refine the majestic medicinal effect of Pangu Dan.
The medicinal power slowly moistens the flesh, muscles, veins, bones, and bone marrow of the body.
The originally broken tendons and veins were suddenly connected into one again, and the tendons and veins became stronger than before.
The barren dantian gathered the majestic Yuan Force, and Rao is Fang Zhi felt that the strength in his body had skyrocketed a lot.
The somewhat decadent spirit villain suddenly shines with eye-catching brilliance.
In just about two hundred breaths, Fang Zhi's had already recovered to its peak.
But the medicinal effect of Pangu Dan, Fang Zhicai only refined about one-tenth, and if the remaining nine-tenths were refined, it would become a terrifying force, blowing Fang Zhi into a pile of minced meat.
Fang Zhi was in a cold sweat, and after a few thoughts, he had a countermeasure.
Fortunately, Fang Zhi was proficient in the formation forbidden, and sealing the vast Yuan Force in his body was only a tricky thing for him, but he could do.
With the help of the power of the forbidden array, Fang Zhi gathered all the medicinal effects of the Holy Pill together, and set up nineteen seals, as well as a cover door.
These nineteen forbidden arrays were like a circle of barriers, which separated and peeled off the medicinal effects of Pangu Dan, making it difficult for them to gather together to form a force.
If Fang Zhi needs it, he only needs his divine thoughts to enter the cover door, and he can absorb the majestic medicinal effect of Pangu Dan to treat the body little by little.
Fang Zhi was overjoyed at this moment, after such a thorny problem was solved, his starry eyes bloomed with a touch of essence, just when he wanted to brag to the soul elder about the magic of the forbidden array he had formed, but found that the soul elder suddenly fell into silence, and even the dzi did not know when he was immersed in the deepest part of the dantian, and hid in the dantian, even Fang Zhi was difficult to find, and could only sense his existence at the bottom of the dantian with the bond between the souls.
The last time Soul Elder did such a thing was when last night's sleep came.
Last time, it was the ancestor of the Ye family, Ye Tianchun arrived at the Holy Tomb.
Now that he is doing this again, Fang Zhi immediately understands that the night sleep must be close at hand!
At the thought of this, Fang Zhi's heart was shocked, the goosebumps on his body couldn't help but float, and he felt a majestic force similar to him that made him shudder.
But this is a familiar force, and the trip is not aimed at him.
Fang Zhi's mouth was dry, and he remembered what Zhang Wuming said to him, since Ye Mei let him go, he would not attack him again.
This memory came to mind, which undoubtedly made Fang Zhi more certain of the plan in his heart.
"Wealth and danger, this Wang Shicai will not die for a day, and I will have trouble in my bedroom for a day, and there are still hundreds of thousands of distances from the Transformation Gate, if this son pursues me one after another, won't I have to live in a nightmare every day?
Fang Zhi's kindness and kindness had long been wiped out, and he was already familiar with the laws of this world.
At this moment, Fang Zhi swept out of the sand, and with a long roar, it shook the Eight Desolations.
A long howl pierced the silent desert of heavenly fire.
This sharp sound can be heard for hundreds of miles!
After Fang Zhi came out of the sand, his eyes showed a dazzling brilliance.
"Boom โโ!"
A majestic momentum suddenly unleashed from his body, comparable to the mighty power of the Taiyin Realm, like a violent hurricane, sweeping through the Eight Desolations.
In the middle of the night, his unleashing momentum was eye-catching, and the purpose was nothing else, it was to attract the god of the Heavenly Fire Desert, sleep at night!
The majestic momentum is like the first torch in the darkness, and it is like the dawn that pierces the darkness.
At this moment, the long shadow of the black wind in the distant sky suddenly reversed, and a beam of indifferent eyes stared towards Fang Zhi thousands of miles away.