"Okay, don't argue, since he has broken through the distraction, you have to pay more attention to the cicadas in the future, if you need any spiritual things, our Wu clan doesn't have to be stingy, Shi Yu, those who have cultivated the witch spirit, you have to be more careful, I'd rather spend more time, not be greedy. Wu Xingyun, who was in the middle of the distraction, heard the tones of the two clansmen, and stopped the two who wanted to continue talking.

Hearing Wu Xingyun's words, whether it was the sound of the witch cicada, or the sound of Wu Shiyu, they had been arguing for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and they all knew in their hearts that all the arguments would not have any result until they welcomed back the Eye of the Heavens, a holy object in the clan.

It's just that the two of them just paused for a moment, and then they both shouted: "En, the Wu Clan's barren mound?"

This time, no one paid attention to the loud shouts of the two of them, and the expressions of the elders of the Wu clan changed, and they all released their divine senses to sense something, and when they looked closely, they found that there were ripples flashing in the entire Wu clan land, and the source of it was still the Wu clan altar that had lost the Eye of the Heavens.

After a while, several Wu clan elders couldn't suppress the shaking in their hearts, and they all exclaimed, "Someone has passed the Beast Spirit Platform again? Could it be that someone else has cultivated the Wu Clan's exercises to such an extent?"

The Wu Clan's barren mound portal will be opened once in a hundred years or so, and many monks have tried to enter it, but ninety percent of the monks are directly blocked by the large array outside the portal, and most or even more of those monks who step into the large array are left in the large array and difficult to overcome, and only a very few people can safely pass through the large array and enter the real barren mound.

In fact, in tens of thousands of years, there have been only a handful of monks who have really entered the barren mound, and some people have been able to pass through the beast spirit platform guarded by the souls of several ancient demon beasts, but twice, once it was Wujizi who had obtained the Wu clan exercises back then, and once it was the last time when the dialect and the red bald man were a few people, but it was only less than a hundred years, and once again they sensed that someone had passed through the beast spirit platform, and it was normal for the Wu clan elders to be shocked.

"Isn't it the junior of the Heavenly Star Sect who has entered it again?"

"No, even if he survives the catastrophe, he has only just passed it, and he should not even have completed his cultivation, so he should retreat and cultivate within the Heavenly Star Sect at this time. ”

"Even if someone obtains our clan's exercises, and they don't have a great opportunity, how can they cultivate to such a point, if they want to pass the Beast Spirit Stage, they can't just practice the exercises for a few days at will. ”

The voices of everyone's discussion immediately sounded, wanting to know who had passed through the beast spirit platform again and entered the depths of the barren mound, but they were allowed to guess many times, and they didn't have a clue, they could only think nonsense and guess at will.

Wu Xingyun also withdrew his divine sense exploration, and he was also thinking about who could do this, but although his cultivation was not as retreating as Wu Cicada Ming and a few people after living in the clan land for a long time, he would not have much more knowledge than many clansmen.

After a moment, Wu Xingyun shook his head, stopped thinking, and then his consciousness moved slightly.

Receiving Wu Xingyun's divine consciousness fluctuations, the Wu clansmen were silent, and after glancing around, Wu Xingyun spoke: "Since someone has passed through the Beast Spirit Platform and arrived at the Wu Ancestor Bone Tower, that is the person who is destined for my Wu Clan, Cicada Song, or you should go, if it is another monk who has cultivated the Wu Clan's exercises, it is still the same as the last dialect, invite him to the clan land, let him enter the realm of Sanskrit Secrets to cultivate, it is always good to have a little more hope." ”

There was no objection to Wu Xingyun's decision, although everyone did not agree on how to get the clansmen out of trouble, but as long as it was a way to get many clansmen trapped in the illusion out of trouble, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, they had to work hard.

"Okay, I'll go. The witch cicada did not shirk at all, when he answered, after speaking, he got up and left, but it was very neat, but the Wu clan has always been like this, and no one will think that the witch cicada is rude.

Just as the Wu Cicada left the Wu Clan's land and galloped away in the direction of the Ancient Desolate Battlefield, the dialect in the Wu Clan's desolate grave was still sitting under the three-story platform, urging this exercise.

Last time, it was just a force of annihilation that hit his body, and it took Fang Yan months to completely wipe him out, this time the Lone Eagle Daoist struck with hatred, the power was strong, and the power of annihilation that hit Fang Yan's body was much more, if it was estimated last time, I am afraid it would take several years to wipe out all these annihilation forces and integrate them into his killing blade.

But at present, the progress of the dialect in the eyes of the nonsense people is much faster, but after a few days, the dialect's face is no longer as pale as before, and his expression is much fuller, as if it is not far from completely eliminating those annihilation forces.

The surprised Hu Dao people secretly speculated about how the dialect did it, but seeing that the dialect had been urging the exercises, the Hu Dao people knew the severity and did not bother rashly.

Before, Fang Yan himself didn't expect this to be the case, without the pursuit of the distraction of the mid-stage monks, this empty Wu Ancestor Barren Tomb can be described as extremely safe, Fang Yan originally planned to spend some time here, and he could always wipe out the power of annihilation, and all of it was included in his own killing blade, but at the moment when Fang Yan stepped out of the Yongdao, he noticed that a trace of invisible power around him flashed from the void and submerged into his body, and these power flashes did not fluctuate at all, no wonder the Hu Dao people did not find it at all.

At the beginning, Fang Yan was slightly startled, and he wanted to urge the exercises to block it, but soon he realized that these inexplicable powers were attracted because he urged the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, refining a lot of dialects of the blood of the Wu Ancestor, and soon he realized that these powers and the blood of the Wu Ancestor came from the same source, which had great benefits for the improvement of his Brahma Technique Body Forging Technique, that is, it was not as high as the blood of the Wu Ancestor, and it was much higher than the black aura on the previous platform, especially for his own obliteration of the power of annihilation and the restoration of the damaged body meridians, it was incomparable benefit。

With such an effect, where will the dialect stop the invasion of these forces, and no longer go to the level of bones to make any more plans, directly sit under the high platform to recover, on the way to cultivate, but also take the initiative to draw from the void, only hate that there can be more, the Sanskrit body forging technique is circulating over and over again, and the dialect can feel that his body is recovering at a very fast speed, and the power of annihilation is also completely wrapped in those inexplicable powers, completely under control, a thread, a wisp, one by one is refined into the killing blade, compared to the original time when he urged the exercises, hard grinding and killing I don't know how much faster。

In less than half a month, Fang Yan took the exercises and stood up, although it was not fully recovered, but most of it was recovered.

"Fang Yan, are you completely well, those annihilation powers are gone?" Hu Dao asked after staring at Fang Yan for a while.

"Yes, not only is it gone, but it has also given me some benefits. As he spoke, as soon as Fang Yan stretched out his hand, a killing aura suddenly flashed, and a jet-black bladed knife appeared in front of Fang Yan, condensing a lot and adding a bit of annihilation aura to the killing blade, although it was not as good as the killing aura of the Great Wu Sword Formation, but it was also a strange soldier.

After urging this killing blade to play with a few knife flowers, Fang Yan put the killing blade into his body, and then his divine sense moved, and he took out the body of the longbow monk Lone Eagle Daoist who had received it earlier and put it in front of him, and after a moment of inquiry, Fang Yan showed a slight smile on his face.

"Dialect?" Seeing the actions of the dialect and feeling the joy of the dialect, the Hu Dao people were naturally much more relieved.

"In the future, refine all the power of annihilation contained in this body into the Killing Blade, and the Killing Blade will be no less powerful than the high-grade spiritual weapon. Fang Yan's eyes were still staring at the flesh left behind by the mid-stage doppelganger monk in front of him and said, sensing that the breath of the flesh was a little leaking, Fang Yan immediately waved his hands and played a series of tricks, and one after another runes flashed out, submerged in the flesh, before because of the tense situation, he couldn't take care of it, but now he has leisure time, and for the spoils that have been harvested by himself, he naturally can't let it lose value.

After a while, Fang Yan put away this body, and then took out another distraction mid-stage body, and also condensed Dao runes to seal it.