After resting for a day in the Honghuang Bone Palace, a group of divine court envoys set off to the Pure Land again, but the atmosphere in the world became very strange, although Fang Xing was always unreliable and all kinds of nonsense, but the Divine Son of the Night Clan has been trying to be patient, but after the Baiduan Mountain was pitted once, he obviously had a grudge against Fang Xing, and even occasionally glanced at Fang Xing, he didn't hide the murderous intent in his heart, but Fang Xing became a lot more honest, and he didn't mess around anymore along the way, but pondered from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What happened in Baiduan Mountain was naturally extremely smooth, and the result was better than Fang Xing imagined.

However, through this series of events, Fang Xing also began to seriously think about the comparison of his own strength with others.

In troubled times, in the final analysis, the strength of one body is the most important.

With strength, you can continue to roam freely, what can't you do?

And if the strength is insufficient, there is only a chance to be clever, and it is really not a refreshing thing to walk on thin ice.

He also thought that he really can't be regarded as weak now, and in the previous cultivation world, he is afraid that he has squeezed into the realm of first-class masters in the world, and when it comes to cultivation, it is a triple tribulation, second only to the ancestors of the ancient family of Shenzhou;

But these strengths, put on top of today's Tian Yuan, are still not outstanding.

Not to mention the high-ranking God King, just the little Saint Monarch of these God Clans, he may not be able to deal with it.

The strength of the Divine Son of the Night Clan, there is some unfathomable meaning, he has already seen the ferocity of the White Bone Saint Monarch, he only has to be beaten in front of him, but the Divine Son of the Night Clan can fight with him, and then retreat with his whole body, it seems that he is invincible, and it is not too much, from this point of view, this night owl is really better than himself a lot, at least he has the strength to cross the catastrophe seven to nine times, if there is no Divine Palace and the Futu Great Array to protect him, it is estimated that he will not be able to survive a few rounds under this son......

And the other little saints are not simple characters.

When he was in the Feng Zen Mountain, he once beat the negative Shanzi, but at that time there was an element of sneak attack, in terms of a real move, even if he was not against himself, he could at least have a few tricks with himself;

The fierce way of the little immortal realm is also an existence that Fang Xingji is afraid of.

This person once got the wedding recipe of the twelve realm masters of the Little Immortal Realm, and if the twelve old cultivators of the Tribulation all instilled a body of cultivation into him, when it came to cultivation and heritage, Fang Xing even felt that among the ten Little Saints of the Divine Court, except for the Divine Son of the Night Clan, this person was the strongest, but it was precisely because this person was born in the Little Immortal Realm that he was born a head shorter in front of the Divine Clan, and his confidence was insufficient, so Fang Xing had always looked down on him a little, and when he usually laughed and teased him a few words, he never took Fang Xing seriously.

As for the other Little Saint Monarchs, their strength was strong or weak, and they were not to be underestimated, but Fang Xing was not afraid of them.

Especially the descendant of the underworld, Tai Yuan, he was originally far superior to Fang Xing, but when he was in the Beihai, he was shot by the Imprisoned Heart Cliff Lord, and his cultivation was half useless, and now he is probably the weakest among all the little saints, Fang Xing can almost destroy him with a raise of his hand......

"Now, I want to improve my skills again, there are only three ways to do it!"

Fang Xing was on this way, turning over and over, just thinking about this question: "Or, it is to enhance the foundation, and then cross the thunder tribulation! Originally, after each thunder tribulation, there can be a period of seven or eight hundred years, and the thunder tribulation will not find me again, and even be more careful, retreat more, and fight less, this period can continue to be extended, reaching a thousand years." But if I want to improve my strength, I can only take the initiative to respond to the tribulation, after a calamity, as long as I don't die, then I will get a great transformation from the thunder tribulation, and my cultivation will rise greatly!"

"It's a pity that I just survived the thunder tribulation, and my background is insufficient. If you use the method of slaughtering gods to kill and accumulate injustices to enhance the foundation, then the people you want to kill will be gone, 10,000, or 100,000? I'm afraid that it may not be enough to kill until you are soft! But if you accumulate slowly, it will take a lot of time, and I am busy every day now, so how can I have time to accumulate slowly? Therefore, the matter of crossing the catastrophe can only be taken one step at a time, and it is best to find the Taishangjing and make plans again!"

"The second way is to continue cultivating the Immortal Infant Demon Soul!"

Fang Xing continued to ponder: "Uncle Eleventh has helped me push out this unique cultivation method with a lifetime of hard work, if I can cultivate to the extreme, and then the two souls are united, then my combat power will reach the peak of the realm, even if my cultivation cannot be improved too much, my strength will improve by leaps and bounds, not to mention invincible at the same level, hehe, maybe I can cross a big realm and pass with others......"

"The third method is this side of the Divine Palace!"

"The Divine Palace is a small world, this can no longer be described with a magic weapon, it is a kind of foundation for settling down, even in the great immortal world, where all the immortals gather, there are not many people who have the ability to refine this thing, I want to be a big golden wu, it is because I got the small world of the Beihai Prison Heart Cliff, and now I am almost going to the sky, I am really right against it, I am afraid that he is not his opponent, by refining the small world to enhance the power, it is also a method, but it is too difficult to enhance the small world, it is not simple to do!"

"If you want to enhance the small world, you can either increase the power of the core large array of the small world, I am not worried about this, I have begun to refine the Futu Great Array into the small world, when it is successful, the power of the small world can be increased by at least ten times, and the second method is to enhance the space of the small world, the larger the space, the greater the power of the small world, but this is extremely difficult!"

The small world is the product of refining weapons and talismans, and the magic circle has reached the extreme, using the method of refining magic weapons to refine the void, and using the art of runes to ensure its stability, the rules of heaven and earth are complete, it is really complicated to the extreme, and other idle monks can't do it at all, such as the current Fang Xing, it is easy to cut off a part of the void and incorporate it into the divine palace, and he can do it with his cultivation, but if he wants to maintain his stability after increasing the space, he can only use the immortal gold to refine the Babel Pillar of the small world.

The Divine Lord was thoughtful, and ordered the Immortal God King and the Nine Shadow God King to each pay him a hundred taels of immortal gold, but even if he used all of them, it would only be enough for him to expand a few hundred zhang, and he couldn't do it himself, so he had to find some monks who specialized in this technique!

All in all, the strength or weakness of a person's cultivation is nothing more than looking at the three aspects of cultivation, combat power, and magic weapons.

The road to the tribulation is the cultivation of Fang Xing, and if you can cross a few tribulations, you will have the power of several tribulations.

And combat power is the use of all supernatural martial arts, the exertion of one's own strength, and so on.

The magic weapon is even simpler, it is your own weapon!

These three paths of Fang Xing have taken shape, and they seem to have a lot of choices, but in fact they are all limited.

After all, when he cultivated to his level, every step forward was a thousand difficulties, so how could there be any easy reason?

Now all he can do is to refine the Futu Great Array and enter the Divine Palace, and at the same time continue to comprehend the Taishang Sutra.

The Taishang Sutra of Seeking the Tao is a magical scripture, and the more he comprehends, the more he will have the inspiration when fighting with others.

"The Pure Land has finally arrived!"

So all the way to cultivate, the road along the water for four or five days, finally arrived at the edge of the abyss, look forward, the perennial clouds in the air seem to be cut by a knife, revealing a clear and bright sky, secluded here into the sea, and hundreds of miles away from the sea, there are several strange peaks, one of the peaks, built with a black iron platform, simple and heavy, now on the black platform, there are several people standing in the wind, eyes look at it from afar, behind the flag stands, on the book "all immortals" three words.

Xihe Niu Prefecture, one of the four states of Tianyuan, the Pure Land, has finally arrived.

It's also strange to say, Fang Xing has also traveled all over the world, and he has been everywhere in the north and south, but it is the first time he has come to the Pure Land!

"It is of great significance to go to the Pure Land here, look forward to all the saints, be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't fall into the majesty of my divine court!"

At this time, a gray-clothed old attendant in this line of the team stood up, solemnly bowed to all the little saints, and said a word on behalf of the god, and the other little saints did not dare to be careless at this time, including the gods of the night clan, they all got up and saluted, bowed and agreed, and then straightened out their clothes, solemnly stood up the clouds, and the ceremonial tent next to them also stood up, and the banner fluttered.

"The Divine Court Envoy has arrived!"

The gray-clothed old waiter stood at the head of the clouds, shouting loudly, and the voice spread far away.

"Please!"

On the black high platform in the distance, there was also a majestic shout, there was an old man in black standing on the high platform, with a wave of his big sleeves, he saw that among the surrounding heavens, all the clouds and qi had gathered, and a road composed of clouds was formed, soft and soft, tiled for three hundred miles, one end extended to the cloud of the little saint of the divine court, and the other end was followed by the high platform.

"Don't lose the etiquette, get off the jade chariot, and walk over!"

The Night Clan Divine Son gave a faint command, and he was the first to step on the cloud path and walk slowly.

The other little saints also did the same, with fluttering sleeves, walking forward on the road of clouds, all of them with a noble spirit.

When it was Fang Xing's turn, several eyes looked at him casually.

Previously, Fang Xing had been hiding in the small world, and he would not show up easily, because there were really many big people who wanted his life, and hiding in the small world could protect his safety, but now that the Night Clan Divine Son has ordered everyone to walk over, if he doesn't leave the small world, it will seem a little unorthodox, but if he leaves the small world, the crisis will double.

"I've been sitting for a long time this way, and it's just time to be active!"

Fang Xing didn't hesitate, he just said lazily, and then got out of the mouth of the skull and stepped onto the clouds.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

At the moment when he was completely out of the protection of the small world and exposed to broad daylight, on the huge pure land, suddenly there were no less than seven or eight people's eyes, which shuttled through the endless void at this moment, and instantly stared at him.

Facing this gaze, Fang Xing's legs were also weak and he almost fell.

Then he looked back at those eyes with some annoyance, and muttered, "Numb scare me!" (to be continued.) )