Vol 11 Chapter 1245: : The power of chaos

"Buzzing!"
The space of the Temple of Heaven is absolutely solid, but at this moment, it can't help distorting it.
Fang Lang closed his eyes, several ancient scriptures ran together, and the sacred power rolled by like a raging Yellow River. He ran several ways at the same time, adjusted his breathing, so that his body reached the ideal peak state.
"Luo Tian's four-day peak, it is still difficult to enter the fifth day."
He shook his head.
At this moment, he is in a very delicate state, his breath is not outside and cannot be perceived, but has always maintained the strongest peak. He was thinking about a question, a very important question, about his future road restoration.
"You must go your own way"
He said to himself.
Indeed, many people have said that what he has learned and learned is too complicated, and he has practiced so many ancient scriptures that he dabbles in magic. Although many techniques do not press the body, too much is not good after all.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that these are the laws left by the predecessors.
Fang Lang Shuhao started thinking about this issue as early as Sanqing. Although all his research and research are ancient scriptures in the world, these are not the ways others have gone through. After all, he can't catch up with those who dig the road, nor can he actually reach the top of the mountain.
"Only your own way is the strongest."
That's what he thinks.
He also tried to melt the endless secrets in his body. This was a very dangerous process. At that time, he almost shattered an idea and caused confusion in several ancient scriptures. He never dared to try again, but now, he thought maybe he You can try again, after all, he has reached the realm of Luo Tian.
"The way to melt, forge your own way!"
His eyes shone with delicate brilliance.
Strings of gold and silver light appeared, followed by black and white light, gray demon light, dark demon light, and purple thunder. A sacred path of brilliance appeared, turning into a huge light cocoon covering the whole body. At this moment, he saw himself as a melting pot, melting several ancient scriptures in his body.
Smash first, then cast!
Crush existing methods and cast new methods!
Oh!
The faint cocoon outside shattered, Fang Lang's body trembled, and a thin drop of blood coughed out from his mouth.
The severe pain comes from the body. There are several ancient scriptures in the body, but each has its own footprints, its own "path", and places where it does not interfere with each other. Now, Fang Lang encountered these different "methods", and several ancient scriptures met. As if it were the enemy of all ages, it suddenly became chaotic.
After all, it is much better now than in the Sanqing period, at least there is no threat of death.
"Come on!"
There is a thread of blood on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes are shining with exquisite sublime, not to retreat, but to make several ancient scriptures more boiling and make his spirit reach the limit.
He operates several ancient methods in a limited state, transforms them into flames with his own gas, and casts his own immortal way in the melting of 10,000 methods.
Oh!
When the pain came, Fang Lang suddenly shivered and coughed up a lot of hard work.
He regards his Tao as a furnace, the original breath is turned into a fire in the furnace, and several Tao methods are burned and forged in the furnace, just like a hammer on the earth. This is undoubtedly a painful process, even if it reaches his level, it is still a bit unbearable.
This is the creation of law. It is not that simple to create law. Especially Fang Lang Shuhao wants to integrate the essence of several ancient classics on the basis of innovative methods. This is even more difficult, almost the opposite of the sky. .
"Knock on the door!"
His body shook violently and his bones cracked.
It was a kind of torture, but Fang Lang Shengsheng removed it, even though his forehead was twisted in silence. However, as this process progressed, the pain became more and more intense, his body even had cracks and blood flowed down.
At this moment, it was as if an active volcano erupted in his body.
"I still can't do it"
He was a little disappointed.
He knew it would be difficult to find a way to create a million roads, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult, even though he still couldn't do it under his current circumstances. He knew very well that if he continued, he would definitely end in self-destruction.
"forget it"
He shook his head.
Several ancient scriptures in his body are still boiling, exploding and chaotic. He is ready to evacuate them and continue to do so. Although he can continue to bear it, there will be no good results after that.
Wow!
Suddenly, a mysterious glaucoma mist emerged from his body, making these ancient scriptures boil a bit stable. Although there was only a trace, it was an imitation of Dawn, which surprised Fang Lang.
"what is this?"
His pupils dilated.
God is everywhere, he naturally knows what this glaucoma fog is, it is the power of chaos, and the power of this chaos comes from his flesh and blood.
"confusion"
Fang Langxiaoyu.
The brilliance of his eyes became intense, and several ancient scriptures were gathered again, and at the same time his body was shaking. A mysterious mist emerged from the flesh and blood, fusing into various intertwined sacred powers.
Painful, intense, painful.
But, after all, this pain has diminished a little, and the melting of the ancient Bible has followed a little.
"Chaos contains everything, so it turns out."
Fang Langxiaoyu.
It is said that when the heavens and the earth do not open, the universe is a huge chaos. The chaos here is not a simple chaotic force, but a real chaos. It can combine the power of all things. Within a certain range, it’s like the six most important things of Tao. The original source is just as powerful.
"The power of chaos, chaos"
Fang Lang's son became a bit deeper.
He used infinite chaotic light to clean his body in the world of chaos, hardening the body, causing qualitative changes in the body, controlling chaos and melting into chaos, similar to the chaotic body of the first generation of chaos king. But he knew that it was just a similar one, and he was far from a real mess.
The melting method creates the road, and chaos is the furnace.
His heart is clear.
At this time, he found a way, a way to melt into the body.
Turn the body into a chaotic body!
In the chaotic furnace, he was 100% sure of the success of the melting.
"The body of the elf should also be able to do this, but the body of the fairy is impossible to achieve, and can only be transported to the world to live. But the chaos seems to be resurrected the day after tomorrow."
The fairy's body is favored by the ten thousand Dao, is the darling of the heaven and the earth, can definitely follow the melting of the ten thousand Dao, and can be integrated with Yi Qi. ..
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