Chapter 1152: Stone Ghost

The Chaos Creature sneered, and said indifferently: "In the eyes of our Chaos Clan, there is only the difference between the living and the dead, and there is no difference between other professionals. Death in my hands is the greatest honor in your life. It's not that any cat or dog is qualified to let me do it myself and kill it!"
The tone of that chaotic creature was full of pride.
Before his voice fell, Fang Yue picked up a rough stone on the ground and threw it at the chaotic creature's head.
The rough stone burst open suddenly as it approached the chaotic creature.
A stone ghost appeared, and a transparent white palm passed directly through the chaotic creature's chest.
"Blood, fresh blood..."
The stone ghost was pale, and his greedy face was close to the chaotic creature.
The chaotic creature was cold all over, he felt like falling into an ice cave, all the heat and blood in his body were all sucked up by the stone ghost.
Stone ghosts are invisible and invisible. Although the realm is at the same level as the chaotic creatures, the chaotic creatures have no special means to deal with the stone ghosts.
One is intentional, the other is defenseless.
With a blow from the stone ghost, the chaotic creature was hit hard.
"Kacha!" With a sound, the palm of the stone ghost that reached into the chaos creature's chest suddenly clenched tightly.
The eyes of the chaotic creature opened in anger, and just struggling for three or two times, it cut off all the breath.
The stone ghost wandered, drifting towards other creatures around.
It does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and it keeps on wandering completely just to swallow the blood.
Fang Yue's energy and blood is the weakest, but it is not easy to be targeted by a stone ghost.
The stone ghost left, Fang Yue quickly put away the body of the chaotic creature, and even put his storage bag into his pocket.
"You are a combat professional who can't even do me as a non-combat professional. It's really embarrassing to say it! The chaotic creature is out of you, such a prodigal thing, and there is no light on your face!"
Fang Yue sighed while shaking his head.
Then he shook his hands and left.
The onlookers around were stunned.
Is this really a non-combat professional?
No matter what method he used, he killed the chaotic creatures on the eighth layer of the Cylindrical Realm at the level of the Heaven and Earth Realm. This was a solid reality.
When did non-combat professionals have been so good.
How did Fang Yue let them mix up with combat professionals!
The gargoyle floated around, and was scattered by the aftermath of the battle between the saints without killing a few people!
The battle of the saints can hit the sky and the earth with a shot.
A gargoyle in the area, although it is between the real and the imaginary, is quite weird, but in front of the saint, it is like an ant in front of an elephant, vulnerable to a blow.
The gargoyle has fallen.
Fang Yue didn't let go of his corpse either. Among them was the Blue Sky Stone, which was quite precious, and he could sell it for a good price if he met a master in need.
"This kid, you can really squeeze oil out of the stone, and never let go of the gargoyle body."
Taoist Qing Jiao rubbed his molars and said, what is he protecting the way?
Before cultivating, Taoist Qing Jiao guessed that this guy was definitely a little landlord.
Fang Yue chuckled: "I don’t know Chai Migui if I’m not in charge. I’m just a casual cultivator. I have no power and no power. It’s not easy to accumulate resources for practice. So like us, if you have a little chance, you must seize it. Live, otherwise, a mistake may be a lifetime distance."
Fang Yue said that even Wu Zhongtian was moved by him.
Wu Zhongtian sighed softly: "My old Wu family has a great career, and three saints appeared in one of them, and they propped up a sky for the juniors. However, the juniors can be as brilliant as Fang Yue, and the disciple who knows thrifty is a master. No! Maybe it's like what Fang Yue said. I don't know Chai Migui if I'm not in charge. Only after experiencing hardship can I mature in character."
"It's a fart!"
Taoist Qing Jiao directly exploded: "If other practitioners of the world realm lack resources, I definitely believe it, but don't forget, what is the identity of this kid! He is a stone interpreter, and at least a master level. I have heard of warriors who starve to death in this world, but I never knew that there are dead stone makers. What's more, he just set on the enemy, how many layers of armor in the rotation realm, there is also a yin and yang inside. The close-fitting soft armor of the realm, these armors, if sold, are enough for three or five practitioners of the world realm to cultivate to the peak of this realm!"
Taoist Qing Jiao ruthlessly exposed Fang Yue's true face.
Fang Yue's face was red, and he said without panting, "I am a talented person in the sky, and the consumption of every level of improvement is extremely amazing! How can ordinary practitioners compare with me!"
With that said, Fang Yue took out more than 10,000 low-grade witch stones and absorbed the essence on the spot. His breath swelled and broke through instantly, from the fifth level of the world realm to the sixth level of the world realm. level!
Taoist Qing Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly.
Absorbing witch stones to break through the realm of cultivation is not uncommon in witch cultivation.
But like Fang Yue, it is really rare to have a witch cultivation that needs to absorb ten thousand lower-grade witch stones to break through from the fifth level to the sixth level of the heaven and earth realm.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more resources are needed!
In their eyes, the realm of heaven and earth is just the beginning of cultivation.
To break through the small realm of the heaven and earth realm level, so many low-grade witch stones are needed. When Fang Yuexiu's base reaches the rotation realm and the Yin-Yang realm, the quantity and quality of the witch stones he needs are simply incalculable.
However, the number of resources for practice is also proportional to one's own strength.
If Fang Yuexiu's cultivation reaches a certain level, he will hardly meet an opponent in the same level.
"Unexpectedly, in addition to Qujieshi, you also have extraordinary attainments in combat!"
Taoist Qing Jiao looked at Fang Yue with a smile.
Fang Yue waved his hand and said: "It's all trivial! My realm is too low, compared to your old and powerful person in the realm of saints, I can't even match a single hair."
Fang Yue is not a modest speech, but a real thing.
His witchcraft clone, that is, it can be able to compete with the strong in the Yin-Yang realm. When encountering the powerful abilities of the Yin-Yang realm with a little bit of foundation, he will have to run away, and he may not be able to run.
"Boy, it's the opposite, you still want to compare with you! But to be honest, among the practitioners of your age, you are definitely the best one I have seen. If I continue A young one or two thousand years old, maybe I will be moved by my heart and accept you as a disciple. However, now my age is older, although I have your elixir, I have extended my life for three to five thousand years, but the experience is too far, but the mentality is It cannot be reversed, without the active minds of my youth."
There was a rare vicissitudes in the eyes of Taoist Qing Jiao.
He can be called a living ancient history.
How long he has lived is actually a mystery in a troubled city.
This was what the Taoist Qing Jiao appeared in the troubled city, and it has not changed so far.
Dao Qing Jiao has been in the troubled city for more than five thousand years.
How long has he lived before and what has he experienced.
No one can tell.
Fang Yue glanced at Taoist Qingjiao, "Senior, there are few good things in the second floor of Shifang. The fifth floor of Shifang, among which the rough stone is more mysterious than the first layer. The second layer contains fire. Good things like corals, when they reach the third level, there may be even more precious elixir."
Fang Yue was entrusting and encouraging the Taoist Qing Jiao.
Taoist Qing Jiao gave Fang Yue a sideways look.
"This chaotic city has the rules of a chaotic city. Starting the battle on the second floor of Shifang, the responsibility is shared by all the saints present. As the saying goes, the law does not blame the public, even if it is the owner of this stone workshop, Shen Fan, no matter how upset, No matter how resentful it is, it is impossible to find the faults of all the saints. But if we go deep alone and enter the third floor of Shifang to search for a pass, Shen Fan will definitely be hated by Shen Fan, and it will be difficult to explain it! This Shifang It’s just a matter of replacing the owner of Shen Fan with someone else, but Shen Fan’s words are hard to say. His cultivation level is very transcendent. Some people say that he has actually taken a crucial step. Back then, he could be in the Saint Judean. Ranked in the top ten among the sun gods. If he really takes that crucial step, I am afraid he can be in the top five in the sun gods!"
The relic is said to be big or small.
For the saints, they can grasp what is going on in the ruins for the first time.
What's more, Shen Fan is a veteran saint with great combat power, which can be regarded as the existence of the first echelon in this relic.
His every bit was paid attention to by other saints.
Although the Taoist Qing Jiao is not young, he is still half way behind the strongest of the first echelon in the real ruins.
Life is more than enough, but head-on combat is definitely more defeats than wins!
Fang Yue smiled, dispelling the thought in his mind.
You can't be too greedy. Come and patronize the three-story Shifang behind him until his cultivation is successful!
The battle between the saints soon ended.
They have a thousand moves in an instant.
In the end, the two Big Dipper saints behind Lin Li all fell due to the joint efforts of the saints of different powers in Chaos City.
Lin Li was also blown to pieces in the process of the saint's fight, turning into a pool of mud.
The patch of sky stone was taken away by Mo Fangyuan.
When he was leaving, he showed a strength beyond that of the saint.
One finger, the sky collapses.
This move actually trapped all the saints present, and couldn't get out of it for several breaths.
Mo Fangyuan left floating, leisurely and comfortable. Many people gritted their teeth at Mo Fangyuan, but in the end they watched Mo Fangyuan leave in an anguish, and there was not even a person who dared to hunt down.
Fang Yue looked at the tragic breath present, and his heart lingered.
The two saints fell, and several saints were hit hard.
The blood of the saint dyed the land under Fang Yue's feet red.
Even a drop of the saint's blood weighs a thousand catties.
The essence contained in it is as vast as the sea.
This is definitely not something that a little fellow like Fang Yue can watch and covet.