Chapter 1102: Shenwang Pavilion

Just as Fang Bai continued to refine the flood, the flood again came with a heavy news, and God Wangge dispatched.
The turmoil in Honghuang, especially the existence of the Eight Sacred Deities, is such a cruel practice that the God King Pavilion can no longer sit still.
As the ancestral gate founded by Shen Wangwei, Shenwang Pavilion has always surpassed Honghuang with a transcendent attitude. Nowadays, Honghuang is in turmoil and has appeared in peace.
The jade season is the first to bear the brunt. In just over ten years, Qingzhou has been turned upside down. People's hearts are disturbed, and even other states are a little uneasy.
Especially those who have cultivated the Eight Sacred Deities, fear that the end of the day will come upon them.
The appearance of the Shenwang Pavilion has undoubtedly made people in Honghuang feel relieved. In the history of the flood, Shenwang Pavilion has never failed, even once!
The high-profile appearance of Shenwang Pavilion, Honghuang calmed down for a moment, fearing that people who would accidentally offend Shenwang Pavilion would lead to the destruction of the door.
Yu Ji also followed the silence, everyone in Honghuang was jealous of this mysterious gate.
It's not easy to find someone in Honghuang. It's even harder to find a seven-strong deity who deliberately hid.
I don't know if it is too arrogant or pedantic. What is the intention of doing this?
Somewhere in Qingzhou, a crack was torn open in the void, and two figures appeared out of thin air, one black and one white, one old and one young, with a proud look on his face, and his thoughts swept across.
After a while, the young man in white said lightly, "No."
The old man in black said, "Find it again."
Such a scene continued to be staged in Qingzhou, and soon the entire Qingzhou was swept by the gods.
When the two reappeared, the young man in white said, "Why not go to Yuezhou and see."
"it is good!"
The old man in black had no unnecessary nonsense, and the two disappeared without a trace.
A month later, a void broke in somewhere in Yuezhou, and two figures, one black, one white, came out at the same time, and the divine thoughts spread again and swept across.
After a long time, the young man in white frowned and said, "It's better to ask for mixed Yuan Shenzong to ask clearly."
The old man in black dismissed: "It's all a matter of hearsay. I'm afraid it can't be true. Besides, the old man of mixed Shenzong has heard of it, it seems that it is a sect gate that was destroyed in Zhongzhou many years ago. "
"Probably fled to that small world back then, and now it is reasonable to return to the famine and want to do something again."
The young man in white said, "It's okay to look at it, it's okay to look at it. It's not a way to be aimless, at least it has something to do with her."
The old man in black said lightly: "Okay!"
Today's mixed Yuan Sect is prosperous. I don't know what means Fenglixi has used. He has won many strong people. The number of deities has exceeded two digits.
Upon hearing the news of Shen Wangge's appearance, Feng Lixi realized that it was not good and had no idea where to hide.
No accident, the two took a break, their expressions became increasingly dissatisfied, and they didn't think about where the problem came from.
Yuezhou flew again, and the two went straight to Lanzhou.
After the temple of war unified Lanzhou, the four empires were established, and there was no longer any sectarian division, which opened up a flood and wasteland.
Without the division of sects, there are naturally fewer disputes. Occasionally, there are some disputes. Under the strong suppression of the empire, they disappear.
Today Lanzhou is extremely calm, with few battles taking place.
Fang Bai, who is in the place of origin, sometimes pays attention to Lanzhou, calm and calm!
When the scope of the refining chaos gas expanded to 13 million miles, Fang Bai had to stop, and the writhing blood in his body told him that continuing refining would have his life worries.
For the explosion, Fang Bai didn't want to try, and the refining could not find a way out, so he had to run aground temporarily.
Fortunately, it does not affect the improvement of Xiuwei, and unknowingly marches toward the top five peaks of the gods, not far away.
The problem of refining the body cannot be solved, such as choking in the throat, not vomiting or unhappiness, and Fang Bai has no mental cultivation, and simply comes out of the original place.
If you have no choice but to do so, you don't want to provoke the Dragons, but you still think you have to find a way out.
How frightened is Honghuang who is so amazing that no one can think of a way?
Back at the Temple of War, Fang Bai ordered the first time that all the books related to refining be sent to him, even if there were no books in the least.
Since the Temple of War unified Lanzhou, Fang Bai ordered for the first time that the huge Temple of War was in operation, and people from all over the place kept galloping. Various books appeared in front of Fang Bai.
In just over a month, there were nearly 200,000 copies, Fang Bai was surprised.
It is rumored that many years ago, physical training prevailed for a while, and to put it bluntly, the human race admired the fierce physical power of the demons.
But it turned out to be wrong. Without huge body and no blood talent, the peak of the sage is the limit!
Perhaps for many people, the sage peak has been very satisfying, but who is not a person with great perseverance who suffers hardships, how can he stop there willingly?
Of course, in the history of Honghuang, no one has taken that step. The method, as the Emperor Jian said, still relies on the blood of the demons.
What's more, forcibly seizing the demon house and re-cultivating, the effect is not ideal.
Therefore, the refining body gradually declined and disappeared into the long river of history.
The painstaking efforts of the predecessors and their life-long conclusions were completely reduced to useless things, and Fang Bai was now in front of him.
The divine thoughts swept away one by one, for fear of missing the slightest, and gradually became impatient, and there was no information that was useful to him.
However, there are two methods of refining the body, which are very powerful. They should still be above the nine capitals of heaven.
The divine thoughts spread out, and 200,000 volumes have been cooked in just three days. The best way is still the way the sword emperor said, demon!
There is no retreat in the refining floods, and refining is imperative. The only hope is the Dragon Race!
It ’s not easy to pay so much to this day, no matter what the front is, it will not flinch!
The most b new chapter? Festival ● M;
"Dragon!"
Fang Bai murmured, his eyes firm.
Get up and walk outwards, ready to arrange everything in the Temple of War, and leave immediately.
At this moment, suddenly there were two majestic thoughts swept away unscrupulously, and even the thoughts revealed a pride and the power of the world.
"So strong!"
Fang Bai frowned slightly. No one in the Temple of War except him could have such a powerful divine thought.
When the divine thoughts were about to spread, two figures emerged out of thin air, standing in the void, looking down.
The old and the young, the black and the white, looked down proudly, indifferently: "Let Fang Bai come out to see me."
Fang Bai looked dignified, both of them were the seventh of the gods. When did such a strong man appear in the flood?
The visitor is not good. Now that he has found this place, he can't hide from it. He slowly said, "Fang Bai is below. I don't know what the two command."
"what?"
The young man in white asked, "You are Fang Bai?"
"Good!"
Fang Bai smiled and said, "It's right down there."
Humph!
The youth in white sank and said coldly, "So, is the Eight Sacred God Code really from your handwriting?"
Fang Bai froze for a moment, thinking that the two might come from the Aoki Ding and Ganjin Ding, but he didn't expect to come from the Eight Wild Deities. In this case, things are much easier to handle.
"The two misunderstood. The Eight Wild Gods are from the hands of the mixed Yuan Shenzong Fenglixi. Things that are known in the world have nothing to do with me. Besides, when the Eight Wild Gods spread, I was chased to a small world. This is something that is well-known in the world. You can know it with a little inquiry.
The young man in white was very dissatisfied with this answer and said coldly, "What if you are not in the flood, there are too many ways to spread the news."
"Uh…"
Fang Bai smiled bitterly: "If you want to add to the crime, there is nothing wrong with it. If you say so, the two will ask more."
"Ok?"
The cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and he said coldly, "Good guts, do you know who we are?"
Fang Baidan said indifferently: "No matter who they are, they can't impose unnecessary crimes on me. Besides, the two really want to win, and don't need these reasons at all."
Hahahaha!
The old man in black laughed and said, "To win the tripod? Do you think the old man is to win the tripod? If it is really to win the tripod, how can he stay out? Since you have to quibble, the old man will let you die. Say, how many years have you cultivated so far ? "
Fang Bai frowned slightly. He didn't even think about it. At the beginning of cultivation, it was okay to say which retreat was not decades or hundreds of years.
"About two thousand years!" He just knew it.
"it is good!"
The old man in black continued: "Since Aoki Ding is on you, you must be practicing the Eight Greatness of Chaos, right?"
"Good!"
This need not be concealed, but the words of the people show that they know a lot.
The old man in black snorted coldly: "Since this is the case, what else do you have to quibble about? The Eight Sacred Deities are based on the Chaos Eight Great Law, and you can do this in just two thousand years, not because you are a ghost behind your back, who is it?"