Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 43 Recognition [Please read and check in]

"The Xueshuang Mountains have been wiped away?!"

"Hanjiao Banner suffered heavy losses, and a large number of people died in the aftermath of the battle?"

"The thunderous ocean covers the entire land, leaving no grass growing and turning it into a restricted area for life!"

"..."

The aftermath of the battle between Senyue and Lin Shenghuang was wiped away in the Xueshuang Mountains.

When this information was transmitted back to the rear of the army, there was an uproar.

Everyone knows that the 'Taoist level' geniuses are very terrifying. The powerful ones can even barely resist a saint's move or two and save their lives at the hands of the saint.

But there is no specific concept of how powerful the 'Taoist level' genius is.

Now, a long mountain range has been wiped out like this, and countless living beings have been forced to die. This directly makes everyone understand what Taoism is!
Tao seed!

A very dreamy and awe-inspiring word, now a real storm has occurred, sweeping all sides and spreading to every corner of the battlefield.

Some were horrified, some were delighted, and people reacted in different ways.

In an era when saints are not coming to earth, Taoists did such a thing, which really caused an uproar!
"The Xueshuang Mountains were wiped away. If I remember correctly, Qingluo stole Fang Yang's mission and rushed directly to the Xueshuang Mountains...

In other words, Qing Luo took the initiative to answer the calamity for Fang Yang, and Qing Luo... died. "

Hong Qishang's tone was complicated.

A long time ago, Hong Qishang discovered that Fang Yang was extremely lucky, and his luck was booming.

Anyone who goes against Fang Yang basically loses nothing.

First, Zhang Ye was seriously injured, and then Qing Luo died...

"Fang Yang, you must not be an enemy!" Hong Qishang made this judgment again.

the other side.

Behind the Zhulei Banner Medicine Hall.

Zhang Ye, who was already able to walk on the ground, received information about the Xueshuang Mountains. He said thoughtfully in his eyes: "Fang Yang is probably carrying the last fortune of the Fang family."

Talking about luck is common in this world.

Such as the Daxuan Dynasty's method of transporting dynasties, and the Chiyan Demon Kingdom's method of sacrificing spirits.

It is even rumored that Holy Lord Yu Lei only climbed to the ninth level peak by improving his destiny time and time again, reaching the top of this world and overwhelming the eight realms!

"It seems that I have to temporarily avoid Fang Yang's sharpness..." Zhang Ye gradually made a decision in his heart.

He plans to take advantage of the situation.

After the injury healed, he had to temporarily retreat from the fight with Fang Yang.

Just because he can't suppress Fang Yang doesn't mean he can't suppress others.

The green hills remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever.

One day, he will return with the power of thunder and suppress Fang Yang!

at the same time.

In a glorious palace somewhere.

"Dead, Aluo is dead?!" Qingmang suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, running up his spine.

For a moment, Qingmang was stunned in place, unable to believe it.

For the first time, he felt a deep chill in his heart.

War is not a child's play. If you are not careful, you will really die.

He suddenly realized that it was indeed a bit bold for him to refuse his ancestor's proposal to return to the clan early like Senwei Senhui did.

But after a while, he decisively put these distracting thoughts away.

"Isn't it just death? There are absolutely no descendants of Changkong who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

His green eyes showed determination, and he stood up slowly, as ferocious as a python.

At the same time, he felt a vague resentment towards Fang Yang in his heart, and most of the blame for his cousin Qingluo's death was Fang Yang.

Anyway, Qing Luo's death was definitely not because Qing Mang failed to persuade Qing Luo!

……

at the same time.

This information was also passed to Fang Yang.

Everyone had different expressions while marveling at how terrifying Taoism was. "Qing Luo is dead? Hiss... Your Majesty is like a saint, possessing all kinds of supernatural powers. I can follow him, which is definitely the greatest luck in my life!" Lu Yao was happy in her heart.

"It seems that I don't need to deal with the older generation surnamed Qing, but is this a Tao seed? It's such a terrifying power. Can Haozhi and Xiaomin really reach this point? I feel like it still depends on Ayang." Fang Er Uncle's heart felt heavy.

"Wow, brother, it feels so good, so good..." Fang Xuan cheered without any reason, causing Uncle Fang Qi to quickly cover his mouth. This was not a happy thing.

"Be careful with your words and actions." Fang Yang chuckled and shook his head, then asked his men to cook more hot dishes.

After meal.

The night sky is bright and the stars shine brightly.

Fang Yang walked slowly on the grassland with the white-feathered eagle.

Perhaps it was because things were progressing so smoothly that Fang Yang felt unrealistic.

Fang Yang, who felt that his life was going well, took advantage of the situation and practiced his killing move again tonight.

[Sky Eagle Vertical and Horizontal Spear]

Fang Yang's eyes suddenly brightened, and he raised his spear.

In the blink of an eye, the white-feathered eagle took the initiative to fly and fit in with the shadow of the fire eagle.

In the blink of an eye, there was a virtual shadow of a fire eagle about a hundred feet tall behind Fang Yang.

The phantom of the fire eagle is lifelike, and its expression is exactly the same as that of the white-feathered eagle!
Suddenly, Fang Yang shook his big hand, causing the spear body to clank, and the light of thunder and fire swayed wildly in all directions.

Fang Yang was seen swinging his spear at a row of stone statues again, pressing them down.

At the same time, the phantom of the Fire Eagle behind him vibrated its wings and chirped continuously, exerting power together with the Fiery Pill Cauldron in his True Essence Sea.

Boom——

The first stone statue was beaten into powder.

The second statue, the third statue...all the way to the fifth statue!
The five stone statues were all reduced to ashes and disappeared into thin air.

"Success, Bai Yuying, you are great." Uncle Fang clapped his hands and applauded, constantly encouraging Bai Yuying.

"It is indeed extraordinary. This move is enough to kill a second-level and medium-level ferocious beast. It is amazing." Uncle Fang showed a slightly surprised look, as if he was meeting the White Feathered Eagle for the first time.

I'm not bragging, this is just the beginning of perfecting the ultimate move, there is still room for improvement in the future.

For example, the growth of the white-feathered eagle, the blessing of the war horse, or the transformation of the phantom of the fire eagle...

In terms of combat power alone, Fang Yang now truly has the qualifications to be a seventh-level saint, at least better than the Carp Eagle Saint at the same time!
"The qualifications of a saint, the qualifications of a great sage, the qualifications of an honorable person... Ayang is not as good as Senwei, but he is still enough to dominate." The more he thought about it, the more Uncle Fang's heart beat.

He wanted to tell Fang now about the difficulties that his family had encountered, but in the end, he suppressed it.

In the future, Fang Yang will definitely face the wind coming from all directions. Now, just let Fang Yang grow up happily.

"White Feather Eagle, can you still hold on?"

"Bah, bah!"

Faced with Fang Yang's inquiry, Bai Yuying gave a positive answer.

Use the [Sky Eagle Vertical and Horizontal Spear] ultimate move to get into a state of extreme white-feathered eagle eating.

Before, the hard power was not enough, but now the hard power is enough, then the White Feathered Eagle will show its unique brilliance!
"It's amazing, I underestimated you." Fang Yang praised without hesitation, which made Bai Yuying's fighting spirit even higher.

For the first time, Fang Yang felt the unyielding intention of the white feathered eagle and felt its powerful ability to endure pain.

Such outstanding and extraordinary abilities are enough for Fang Yang to take a high look.

Even with such quality blessing, the White Feather Eagle will definitely not lose to most Fire Eagles of the same level.

Not long after, Fang Yang exited the [Sky Eagle Vertical and Horizontal Spear] state.

With a snap, the white-feathered eagle lost its strength and failed to adapt. It fell directly from the sky. As it fell to the ground, a pair of big hands held it firmly.

It was Fang Yang who took action!

"Well ..." Feeling the extremely familiar breath in front of him, Bai Yuying felt that he was the happiest pet in the world.

After that, Fang Yang took the initiative to cut roast mutton for Bai Yuying, and even played the Yimu guqin himself. For the first time, he used music medicine for Bai Yuying to relieve Bai Yuying's fatigue.

And Bai Yuying felt Fang Yang's attention to it, and he jumped for joy.

In the cold winter night, it felt that its body was always warm.

The whole night, the white-feathered eagle kept a cheerful look. It was so excited that it lost sleep.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Bai Yuying fell asleep peacefully with a smile on his face.

It seems to be saying: I finally got his approval, hehe...

(End of this chapter)