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[Chapter 1158]: Breaking through the ground

Fang Ming's unwilling gaze wandered around the medicine hall several times, but in the end, he still found nothing.

Fang Ming felt that his breathing was suppressed by three points.

What about the Arcana?

What about creation?

Why are both temples so clean?

Fang Ming couldn't solve the puzzle, so he had to go to the next treasure hall, and after he appeared in the Non-Night Saint Venerable Palace, and found that there were only some precious wood beds and futons, Fang Ming gritted his teeth and put them all in his pocket with a gloomy face.

You can't get nothing, can you?

Fang Ming forcibly suppressed the grievances in his heart, and walked towards the final monastic hall with anxiety.

In this last treasure hall, if there was no gain again, it would be a humiliation for Fang Ming.

Why is the tomb of a dignified saint barren to such a field?

This is unreasonable!

Fang Ming stepped into the monastery hall nervously, and when he entered the monastery hall, he saw the empty hall and the many murals around him that were full of the majestic atmosphere of time, and his heartstrings trembled suddenly.

The inside of the monastery hall was the same as the other three halls, empty, as if it had been ransacked.

Fang Ming's feet couldn't help but soften, was God deliberately teasing him?

"It's not the Night Saint Venerable, it's too poor...... right" Fang Ming felt depressed, and couldn't help but mutter, his voice clearly full of sadness.

Possessing the Heavenly Spirit Desolate Tree is not the Night Saint Venerable, but it is the Fang family's generation of immortal pride, and he has never left any creation for the younger generations?

Fang Ming's gaze swept over the stone wall of the monastic hall, his flesh and body trembled, and his qi and blood tumbled strongly.

In the end, Fang Ming had to swallow this breath with hatred, turned his head and left the monastery hall.

Fang Ming comforted himself in his heart, what he was asking for this time was the Holy Dao Inheritance, not the so-called Supreme Treasure, as long as he could get the Holy Dao Inheritance, he would definitely turn into a Divine Dragon and soar up to three thousand miles.

At the same time, inside the Blue Water God Pool.

Fang Zhi's Nine-Star Divine Seed had already undergone a qualitative change, the oval Divine Seed exuded a strong vitality, and the thirteen golden veins were restrained into the depths of the seed.

The hundreds of roots of the Nine Star Divine Seed quietly penetrated into the void, and the Divine Seed devoured and refined the majestic green light from the Qingshui Divine Pool.

The divine seed will tremble, spitting out a slow vitality, and the spirit skin at the top of the divine seed will gradually swell, and there is a great tendency to crack.

Fang Zhi had already entered a state of divine concentration.

Fang Zhi was completely immersed in the state of cultivation, forgetting the time and the troubles, and at this time, his mind was only for cultivation!

Fang Ming walked out of the monastery hall, his face was pale and gloomy, he rushed to the Tongtian Divine Tree in annoyance, and instead of stopping, he went straight around and rushed towards the Qingshui Divine Pool.

When Fang Ming came to the tomb of the generals, the predecessors of their lineage explained to him all the creations of the Tomb of the Night Saint Venerable very clearly.

It's just that when Fang Ming appeared on the Yuan Wall of the Qingshui Divine Pool, he saw that the road ahead was dead, and vaguely saw a familiar figure sitting in the Qingshui Divine Pool, especially when he saw that this familiar figure was devouring the Divine Soul Essence in the Divine Pool by swallowing whales, Fang Ming's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and his already depressed and depressed heart suddenly trembled violently, and a heart-rending pain surged in his heart.

This moment......

Fang Ming's cultivation skyrocketed, like a beacon fire and wolf smoke that swept the heavens and the earth, and this son's starry eyes were blood-red like beasts for a moment.

"Fang Zhi!"

Fang Ming looked up to the sky and roared, angrily slamming his fist on the wall of Laiyuan.

"Knock ——!"

A dull sound of tremors reverberated through the Tomb of the Non-Night Saint.

The Yuan wall rippled, and the dull sound of the sound made people's hearts twitch.

In the next moment, a fierce anti-devouring divine power erupted from the Yuan Wall, like a peerless beast that slammed into Fang Ming's heavy fist.

The strength of the Yuan Wall was like a bowstring stretched to the extreme, and Fang Ming was the arrow that shot out.

"Boom ——!"

Fang Ming was directly bounced to the Tongtian Ancient Tree by the terrifying anti-devouring divine power of the Yuan Wall, and the raging anti-devouring divine power severely damaged his body, this son's right fist was already blurred with flesh and blood, and his bones were shattered, and the limbs and bones in his body were affected to a certain extent, his internal organs were traumatized, and the important tendons and veins of the tree roots were broken.

Fang Ming fell from the top of the Tongtian Ancient Tree to the ground, his qi and blood rolling, and the intense pain coming from his body made his mind a little blurred.

Fang Zhi was in a state of concentration in the Qingshui Divine Pool, so he didn't know what was going on in the outside world at this time, even though Fang Ming's angry punch made the Yuan Wall ripple and set off shocks, there was no movement in the Qingshui Divine Pond at all.

The Yuan Wall is not only strong and difficult to break, but also completely blocks the movement of the outside world, so that the cultivators in the Qingshui Divine Pool can not be affected by any external factors.

Fang Ming fell to the ground and let out a beast-like low roar, he wanted to speak, but his mouth was full of blood foam.

Fang Ming, who was embarrassed, hurriedly took a pill of the Five Rank Spirit Pill to heal his injuries, and tried to meditate cross-legged, and the void appearance of the Tongtian Divine Tree appeared behind him.

The Void Phase gathered the vitality essence between heaven and earth and fed back to Fang Ming's physical body, and the Five Rank Spirit Pill quickly played a role in stabilizing the injury.

It's just a blink of an eye.

Fang Ming's bloody right fist began to heal, the flesh and blood were like weeds that broke through the ground and rose wildly, the broken bones, the tendons and veins that were broken into several sections, and the wounded internal organs were combed and healed one by one.

Fang Ming did not close his eyes to recover from his injuries, but stared directly at Fang Zhi inside the Yuan Wall, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his expression was full of unwillingness, anger, murder, hatred, and distortion.

What did he plan to do against Fang Zhi again and again?

The picture is to make Fang Zhi miss the inheritance of the Martial Saint.

What Fang Ming was worried about was that Fang Zhi had taken away the Martial Saint Inheritance of the Non-Night Saint Venerable from him.

I have to say that Fang Ming is a far-sighted and ruthless person, even if this son is not a martial saint inheritance, he must be quite accomplished in the future.

After worrying for hundreds of days, the fear finally came true.

At this time, Fang Zhi didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world, and he was holding his breath and concentrating on cultivating the Nine Star Divine Seed.

It's at this moment.

The bulge at the top of the Nine Star Divine Seed is getting bigger and bigger, and that layer of spirit skin is already extremely fragile, as if the spirit skin will shatter in the next second, and the tender shoots hidden in the god seed will appear in the heavens and the earth.

"Sneer——!"

A grinding whisper sounded.

The bulge of the Nine Star Divine Seed gradually cracked, and a faint but incomparably condensed green light gushed out of it.

The next moment.

A young shoot about the length of a baby's little thumb broke out of the ground from within the Nine Star God Seed.

When this green mango sprout appeared, the green glow scattered between the heavens and the earth quickly converged and condensed, only to see drop after drop of green water fall onto the sprout.

These pure and rich green water are excellent nourishing fertilizers for the Nine Star Divine Seed.