Although the four of them, such as Puru Daojun, were just a combination of interests, Fang Ling's brotherly affection for Yuan Wudaojun made the three of them envious.

In the same way, this kind of friendship also makes them feel yearning. They hoped that Fang Ling, who was also a sworn brother, would be able to treat them with this kind of affection.

Fang Ling received the approval of the three Puru Daojun, and immediately said to Tiantuo Daojun: "Fellow Daoist, I, Fang Ling, swear, as long as you can point out to me the place of suppression of my eldest brother, I will let you leave immediately." ”

Along with Fang Ling's oath, the avenue between heaven and earth became active for a while, and there was a transparent oath bead, which was integrated into heaven and earth.

Looking at the oath bead, Tiantuo Daojun breathed a sigh of relief, although he suffered heavy losses this time, he finally saved his life.

As for how to retaliate against Fang Ling in the future, that would be a matter for the future, so he didn't slack off, quickly issued an oath, and then waved his hand and played a jade talisman and said: "This is the place where Yuan Wu Dao Jun suppressed me back then, although it is not too accurate, it can also help you find Yuan Wu Dao Jun." ”

Fang Ling's divine sense swept towards the jade talisman and found that this was a starry sky map, and in the starry sky, there were dozens of stars.

Although it is not marked that Yuan Wudaojun was suppressed there, but with this piece of star map, Fang Ling's search for Yuan Wudaojun is not looking for a needle in a haystack.

"You can go, and the next time we meet on the battlefield, I will take your life. Fang Ling put away the jade talisman and said in a deep voice.

If Tiantuo Daojun didn't have only the Yuan Shen left, he might have to drink Fang Lingduo to say a few words at this moment, but now, only the Yuan Shen was left in his body. So he didn't answer, and the original god turned into a streamer and rushed out.

"Fourth brother. What is the blood jade divine pattern in Tiantuo Daojun's mouth?" Qingti Daojun came to Fang Ling's side. asked softly.

Pu Ru Daojun and the others didn't speak at this moment, but their eyes also looked at Fang Ling.

Although the relationship between the four of them has made a lot of progress with the friendship of fighting together, the golden body of Zhangliu, which can block the four swords of Zhuxian, still makes the three of them pay attention.

A thought flashed in Fang Ling's heart, and he was about to take out the blood-colored relic. But when his divine sense swept towards the golden body of the twenty-four heavens, he suddenly found it. The golden body of Zhangliu transformed by the blood-colored relics had been steadily integrated into the middle of his sea of faith.

And the golden body of the twenty-four heavens is like twenty-four attendants, with respectful realities on both sides.

In an instant, Fang Ling's heart had countless more realizations.

At this moment, the gold-clothed Fang Ling walked to the front of the Zhangliu Golden Body, and instantly merged with the Zhangliu Golden Body.

In an instant, the golden-clothed Fang Ling. It is still the golden-clothed Fang Ling, but at this moment, the height of the golden-clothed Fang Ling has grown to one foot and six inches.

Countless realizations appeared in Fang Ling's heart at this moment. His mind flickered. He said to Puru Daojun: "Three brothers, this thing is the treasure of my gold-clothed clone, and now it has become one with my gold-clothed clone. ”

"Brothers, you have to see. I also have to wait until the end of my gold-clad doppelganger's retreat. ”

Fang Ling's words were extremely calm. Although Qingti Daojun and the other three felt a little regretful. But they can't say anything.

After all, this blood-colored relic. If it weren't for Fang Ling's sudden urging of the divine power of the Buddha Kingdom in his palm and the evolution of twenty-four Buddhas to summon the blood-colored relics away, they would not have been able to break through the defenses of the Heavenly Extension Dao Monarch at all.

Not to mention, break the defenses of Tiantuo Daojun.

This in itself was Fang Ling's spoils of war. If Fang Ling was useless, they would still be able to make some requests, but now that Fang Ling had clearly put forward the necessities he needed to advance, the three of them couldn't say anything.

After all, fundamentally speaking, the Bagua Divine Monument should have belonged to Fang Ling alone, and as sworn brothers, they asked for two pieces from Fang Ling's hands, so they were a bit excessive.

So after the three of them glanced at each other, they smiled and said, "Since it is what the fourth brother needs for you to advance, then the fourth brother will stay." ”

Fang Ling looked at the three of them with a somewhat stiff expression, and still sighed in his heart, although the relationship between the four people was no longer ordinary, but now it seemed that they were still too far from treating each other with all their hearts.

The four people, in addition to the combination of interests, also have some affection, but in order to maintain these affections, in addition to appropriate progress, they also need to maintain the corresponding strength.

Fang Ling didn't lie, this blood-colored relic was indeed a necessity for him to advance, and it was an indispensable necessity.

The relics formed by the flesh and blood of the mighty people who transcended heaven and earth were extremely important to Fang Ling.

Now, among his three bodies, only the gold-clothed Fang Ling has still not reached the realm of Daojun.

Although Fang Ling, who had already reached the realm of Dao Monarch with two bodies, was not in a hurry, he had no spectrum in his heart about how this golden-clothed Fang Ling could advance to the realm of Dao Monarch.

According to the situation of the gold-clothed Fang Ling's twenty-four heavenly advancements, each of the twenty-four Buddha's golden bodies was able to rely on the endless power of faith to enter the realm of the Dao Monarch.

However, Fang Ling's power of faith at this time had reached a new peak, but he still had no eyebrows on how to advance to Dao Monarch.

Just when Fang Ling had already given birth to the idea of not letting the gold-clothed Fang Ling advance for the time being, among the blood-colored relics, there was a way to advance.

In fact, the method of promotion is very simple, by integrating the blood relics into your body, you can cultivate a golden body at the level of a Dao Monarch, and thus advance to become a Dao Monarch.

Fusing the golden body, it is really difficult for Tiantuo Daojun and others, otherwise Tiantuo Daojun would not have been enlightened for so long and gained nothing.

But this was not a difficult thing for Fang Ling.

The things he cultivated had the same root and origin as the golden body relic, and before he could urge the fusion, the blood-colored relic began to merge into his body.

It's just that a golden body relic is too little, and he can only let Fang Ling's ontology advance to the title of Dao Jun.

If you can obtain the twenty-four relics, then your twenty-four heavenly supernatural powers will be able to fully evolve into a Dao Monarch.

Fang Ling couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in his heart when he thought of the picture that had just been born at the moment when the relics were integrated into his body.

One hundred and eight relics, the figure that seemed to be six feet tall and had a sad face, in the endless heaven and earth, instantly turned into ashes, and one hundred and eight relics flew out of the body in an instant.

Moreover, these one hundred and eight relics are all blood-colored relics, and there is no difference between them and the blood-colored relics that I have just obtained.

If you can gather one hundred and eight relics, what kind of level will your faith body reach?

This made Fang Ling full of yearning, but when he thought of the situation when his body turned into a hundred and eight blood-colored relics and flew around, Fang Ling's heart felt a trace of fear.

What kind of power made the supreme existence that condensed one hundred and eight blood-colored relics turn into ashes.

What is his enemy, that man, does it still exist today? )