The opening of covering the sky sign in the double pupil supreme bone

Chapter 438 The Tomb of Bully Fang Tian!

The golden-winged ancient Tianpeng has long been invisible in this world, but it does not prevent the world from knowing their power.

This race has a trace of the blood of the legendary real Tianpeng tribe, and is the descendant of the Kunpeng fairy beast in the legend of the era, which is named after the real dragon, Tianfeng, Qilin and other fairy beasts.

Their race is bloodthirsty and domineering, and has always been arrogant in the world. The adults have the power of saints, but now it is suspected that there is such a golden-winged ancient Tianpeng sleeping here, surrendering to a stone statue. If you tell me this, I am afraid it will explode. The eyeballs of many peerless experts.

On the other side, after exiting the Enlightenment Realm, Fang Tian did not leave immediately, but returned to the eighth level of the Fire Realm. He refined the Galaxy Divine Sand, which was the saint's bone powder, from the hands of the Yin and Yang Saint, into the Among the ancient scrolls.

Although his weapon refining techniques are still a bit rough, it is the limit of his weapon refining methods at this moment. The material of the ancient scroll of the saint has also been repaired a lot, and its power has been greatly increased. However, the laws of the holy way on it have not been restored much. .

Firstly, his weapon refining skills are not very good, and secondly, this sage bone powder does not seem to be the essence of a saint. It is just an ordinary bone powder, and its recovery of ancient scrolls is really limited.

After that, there are just bits and pieces. Although his weapon refining skills are not very good, his formation pattern has improved a lot over time.

Take the mysterious jade platform that depicts teleportation as an example. He can now depict a mysterious jade platform that can travel tens of thousands of miles without much effort. As long as there are coordinates within this distance, precise teleportation can be achieved.

Of course, there are more than these. There are also several Ikkaku Emperor Killing Formations that he has carved out for emergencies, although now the world likes to call them the Ikkaku Emperor Killing Formations.

But there is a difference, which is related to a person's understanding. The weaker one can be called the Ikkaku Killing Formation, and the stronger one can also be called the Ikkaku Killing Formation. I'm sorry that Fang Tian belongs to the latter now, and his previous works can only be called flaws. Taste.

Then, he also carved a Yuantian Divine Formation. With his current understanding of the secrets of composition, his understanding of the Originian Divine Formation has also improved.

It doesn’t take much time to carve out such a formation with peerless lethality. The only cost is the divine source. For such a divine formation alone, four pieces of divine source are needed as a medium to carve millions of divine source patterns into it. The value alone is There are only 200 million kilograms of sources, which can be said to be a huge consumption.

But the power is also terrifying. If this array is placed underground, it will be enough to turn thousands of miles of area into scorched earth and send dozens of supreme powers without holy weapons to immortality.

"I've done it thoroughly. Now the divine source and dragon marrow in my body have bottomed out. It's time to go out and cause trouble. I wonder if those old ghosts from the source arts family are still there."

Fang Tian murmured to himself, looking depressed. He was going to be pauper again in one day.

"The fairy spring water in Yaochi has been given to Bodhi seeds, and the dragon marrow is almost gone. I only have three left in my body. I have brought out the peerless little medicine king from the Immortal Zone. Can I go to the ancient holy mountain on this trip?"

As he spoke, Fang Tian was about to dig out the final details with his fingers.

"Hey, that's wrong. I have a sky-swallowing jar, and I am the 'brother' recognized by the Empress. Returning to the ancient forbidden land is not as friendly as returning home? Hehehe. That's right, that's right."

Fang Tian actually laughed out loud at the end of his wild thoughts.

But would going to the ancient forbidden land really be what he thought?All remains to be seen.
Soon after, Fang Tian walked out of the fire domain and came to the outskirts of the fire domain. He looked up at the sky. The sky was blue and boundless as far as the eye could see. The sky was high and the sky was wide. After a year and a half after leaving seclusion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of re-entry. Mortal emotions.

"I wonder if Yu'er, Miaoyi and the others are okay."

Fang Tian murmured, but the evil smile at the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger inadvertently.
Sure enough, the mortal world is so charming, and the beautiful woman is also so delicate.

But at this moment, he accidentally glanced not far ahead and suddenly froze. His eyesight was very good, and he could see through the items in the small bag at a glance.There were some scraps of his clothes and hair as well as some utensils he didn't want, all of which still contained his aura.

"This"

For a moment, Fang Tian suddenly panicked, and then he saw a tablet in front of this little dirt bag, which was engraved with: "The Tomb of the Bully Fang Tian."

"I go."

Fang Tian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a breath of air. He said why he had an ominous premonition when he just came out. He never expected to be here. It turned out that he had already been laid to rest.
"Bad luck! Bad luck! What bad luck! Did that kid build a grave for me? And even built a monument?!"

Fang Tian frowned, spat several times on Xingzi, and flew over very grumpily, examining the tomb that belonged to him.

"Oh! There are people offering flowers. Let me strangle them. I'm so pretty."

The more Fang Tian looked at it, the more displeased he became. When he caught a glimpse of the flowers in front of the monument, he became inexplicably angry. He had been standing for a year and a half, not in seclusion for a year and a half.

"Damn it, what went wrong?"

Fang Tian thought hard, but he had no clue. After all, in his opinion, those guys who cherished their lives should not spread the news randomly.

After all, he is still alive. What good will it do those people to spread the news about his death? Do you want to die later?It shouldn't be, those people seem to have quite flexible minds, and they also care about their lives.
In the end, he only thought that it was false rumors that caused him to fake his death. Little did he know that the most important thing was the personal investigation and conclusion of several ancient forces.

"Forget it, in that case, let's go into the city first and inquire about the situation. What kind of fish pond is Donghuang now?"

After thinking for a while, Fang Tian decided.

Then, he took out the Xuanyu Platform, recalled the coordinates of the Yan Kingdom's capital in his mind, and crossed the void.

Yandu is very majestic and covers an extremely large area. The city walls stretch into the distance like the Great Wall. This is a city for mortals, but there are also many monks coming and going, for no other reason.

Just because the capital of the Yan Kingdom is not far away from the Ancient Forbidden Land, one of the seven forbidden areas of life in the Eastern Wasteland, is only a few hundred miles away. For many accomplished monks, it will not take long to cross there.

Fang Tian did not act in a hurry, but walked along the wide street, followed the bustling crowd, and visited this ancient city like an ordinary person. He was very relaxed and completely nonchalant.

Yandu was very prosperous, with crowds of pedestrians and constant hawking sounds. Fang Tian was deeply moved. This was the first time since he came to Beidou that he had been in seclusion for such a long time.

For the past year and a half, he has been refining weapons alone in the Fire Realm, without interacting with anyone or speaking to anyone. Compared with the hustle and bustle he saw in front of him, the austere silence was very different.

But on the contrary, he didn't feel disgusted. Instead, he felt very kind. As he walked, a sense of etherealness arose in his heart.

The bustling flow of people could not affect him. As the crowds moved, he walked aimlessly on the lively streets. The more he walked, the more relaxed and ethereal he became. Finally, he entered a wonderful state.

(End of this chapter)