Wrapping his spiritual sense in the cyan force, Fang Tian's cyan power, which didn't find anything wrong, shook it, and carefully stretched out towards this small sun again. Fortunately, Fang Shao also discovered that under the wrapping of cyan power, although the spiritual sense was still constantly oscillating, it could be controlled. And although the cyan power has all turned into colorless and transparent flames, the cyan force can still be controlled, and it continues to move forward, getting closer and closer to the little sun, the hundred and eight eyes of the octopus are narrowed, and the spiritual sense does not feel out of control at all.

Fortunately, then continue, Fang Tian gritted his fangs again, and as soon as his spiritual sense shook again, he manipulated the cyan force that was already very close to the little sun with his mind. This cyan power, which had turned into a transparent and colorless flame, turned into a transparent flame-like palm with the manipulation of the spiritual sense.

The palm of this hand flipped over, and it was already shaking towards the little sun.

Poof, poof, poof......

When the palm formed by cyan power was fished towards this little sun, the flame palm even looked like it couldn't hold it for a while.

Under Fang Tian's gaze, there was a new change in the place where the flame palm, which was originally barely visible to the naked eye, was close to the little sun. As the flame palm continued to approach the little sun, dense bright runes appeared on the flame palm that was not visible. The bright runes were like a giant spider's web, like a mischievous child scribbling on the palm of a flaming hand.

But as the flame palm continued to descend, this line also spread around the flame palm at an extremely fast speed, and soon the flame palm was shrouded in strange lines.

Although Fang Tian still didn't have any inappropriate feelings, this change still made Fang Tian a little stunned, and he also accelerated the speed of holding the little sun at the same time. At the same time as approaching the little sun, a "transformation and confusion hand" was used. Fang Tian's cyan power turned into a flame palm didn't care about it, the flame palm disappeared from its place in an instant, and it appeared again because it had successfully held the little sun, and tried to fish the little sun from the half-hidden ground.

The moment when the cyan giant palm caught the little sun. As soon as the cyan force touched the little sun, Fang Tian's heart also jumped violently, and he knew that he had caught it.

"Knock ......"

A dull heartbeat suddenly came from the depths of the little sun, and this heartbeat sound was strange and abnormal, and it went straight to the bottom of Fang Shao's octopus's heart, causing the octopus's heartbeat to resonate with this beat. Wherever the sound of his heartbeat passed, Fang Tian's blood and muscles in his whole body were uncontrollable, and he suddenly trembled. Under this trembling, the blood on the octopus's dark red round face also faded completely in an instant.

The force of this heartbeat is mighty, like a blazing brilliance. It is like surging magma, like a sea of fire that stirs in the sky, and it is unstoppable.

This beating also made Fang Tian understand.

When he approached Xiao Tai before, the lines of the flame palm filled with cyan power were not the obstructing force of the little sun, and the lines that were distributed like spider webs were not some other rune array, this was the little sun's own force measurement field.

As a human, he is a mammal. The strength of his flesh was transmitted with every beat of his heart. As for the octopus in his transformation, this creature is an octopus of the phylum Mollusca, Cephalopod, and Octopodidae.

Humans will never understand why octopuses like to hide in small solid vessels, and octopuses will never understand what humans are doing with so many boring fantasies. Again, whether it's a human or an octopus. will never be able to understand the ruthlessness of Dou Yao. Of all living things, insects are always the most stubborn creatures, just as moths know that they are the road to death, and they want to pounce on the flames. It persistently lives, persistently dies, and the coldness of the fighting goat is engraved in the depths of each of his bones. It's also immutable.

And every time the force measurement field of this little sun beats, it is like a force that exudes a spider web everywhere, and this force is the operation mode of the power of the fighting gob. It is stubborn and unchanging, but it is so powerful, where can the octopus control it? So under the grip of the flame palm, it did not control the little sun, but the octopus demon statue itself was controlled by this little sun.

In an instant, Fang Tian also knew that there was something wrong with it, but at this time, the little sun had already fallen in the palm of the flame formed by the colorless cyan power, and Fang Tian, who found that it was not good, could still get rid of it. Suddenly, I only heard the octopus roaring miserably, and then there was a golden beam of light, flying straight out from the small sun, like a golden sword, cutting through the flame palm formed by the cyan force, and a ray of light rushed into the body of the octopus of Fang Tian's demon statue body from the circle of light of the little sun.

At this time, the magic rune array in the cave mansion lit up at the same time, but the brilliance of all the magic rune arrays looked dim in front of this golden beam. This light connecting the little sun and the octopus of the demon statue body is so blazing and so dazzling that it is impossible to look at it directly, stimulated by the blazing light, the hundred and eight eyes of the octopus can only shed tears, tightly closed, and Fang Tian at this time is like a skewer hanging on the sun.

Fang Tian, who was still connected to this beam of light, opened eight fully mature wrists and feet, as if he wanted to hug this beam of light tightly, and it was like a sacrifice that was strung on the beam of light, wanting to break free.

But no matter what the octopus, which has long been powerless to struggle, it is in vain at this time.

The golden beam of light kept getting bigger, and then bigger, and after a while, it was like a light prison trapping Fang Tian in it, and Fang Tian, who was still shrouded in the golden beam with one hundred and eight eyes closed, began to flow with a layer of golden light all over his body. The light continued to flow, and the octopus's body seemed to be spraying ink, and the light kept getting brighter, but the octopus became darker and less visible, and under the blazing light, the octopus was like an unfathomable dark shadow in the sun.

Rich golden light sprinkled on Fang Tian's eight brachial feet one after another, like viscous gold liquid, flowing and meandering along his eight brachial feet.

The golden light gathered from Fang Tian's eight wrists and feet, slowly gathered and grown, and finally turned into a drop of gold liquid before it fell uncontrollably. The gold liquid leaves the wrists and feet, and in the process of dripping, the outer layer of the gold liquid constantly dissipates into bits of golden fragments and scatters in all directions, like golden comets. (To be continued......)