Chapter 169 Not Enough

The vast moonlight poured from the sky and fell straight down, making the Falling Moon Cliff look like a vast ocean of moon jelly.

In the area around Falling Moon Cliff, monks have established themselves here.

They run their skills and absorb the essence of Yuehua Yuanqi.

At this moment, Fang Yang and his clan uncle and clan sister were arriving at Falling Moon Cliff with light steps.

They stand in a remote corner, just like the rest of the people, they are clearly separated and do not interfere with each other.

"Falling on the moon cliff, you can be nourished by the rich moonlight..."

Fang Yang lowered his eyes and looked around.

In fact, they arrived too late, because it won't be long before the moonlight dissipates and silence returns to this place.

But there was no other way. After all, they had detoured from the northern end of the jungle.

No matter how fast you go, you will still waste time on the road.

If clan sister Fang Min hadn't come here specifically, Fang Yang would still be thinking about how he should rush to Xuankun Guiyuan.

"Huh~" Fang Yang slowly exhaled.

But in front of him, there were bunches of orange and bright moonlight, rippling like water.

He did not deliberately absorb the rich moonlight to practice, but the phantom of the carp eagle in the sea of ​​true energy in his void immediately took on the posture of a fire eagle and tempered itself.

Wow…

Affected by the rhythm of the moonlight, the sea of ​​true energy in his body rippled, shaped like a flame, burning blazingly, constantly solidifying the shadow, becoming more and more lifelike.

"38%, 39%." Fang Yang silently estimated.

Soon, he discovered that the hawk body part of the Fire Eagle Phantom had increased from 38% to 39%!

This kind of practice is quite fast. In two months at most, he can move from the third-level intermediate state to the third-level advanced state.

By that time, even if he enters the Yulei Holy Monastery to practice, he will not be at the bottom.

On the sky.

Hei Kun's shadow disappeared and turned into black smoke again.

In contrast, the vast moonlight on Falling Moon Cliff gradually dissipated.

From various places on the cliff, many sighs could be heard in unison.

"Oh, I'm just one step away from refining the elemental weapon."

"It's numb. I'm also very unlucky. I'm just a little short of being able to enter the next realm."

"It's really strange. This time, no spiritual objects appeared on Falling Moon Cliff?"

There was a lot of noise.

And Fang Yang stood in a corner of the cliff, blowing the cold wind with his second uncle, their clothes fluttering.

Behind him, the clan sister Fang Min closed her eyes tightly and silently digested her insights.

Suddenly, Fang Yang's ears moved slightly.

He turned around slowly and immediately saw an acquaintance.

Dongfang Xuezhi!

Dongfang Xuezhi walked over, and beside Dongfang Xuezhi, besides his protector, there was a young man.

This young man has a heroic appearance, a tall figure, and is wearing a red armor. He is very powerful.

Fang Yang recalled the portraits he had seen and immediately understood that this young man was Dongfang Xuezhi's eldest brother - Dongfang Xueyu!

It didn't take long.

After clan sister Fang Min slowly finished her work, Dongfang Xuezhi immediately came closer.

"Fang Yang..."

Dongfang Xuezhi narrowed his eyes with a smile and waved gently to say hello.

She said with admiration: "You are so powerful, you can suppress Qingmang so easily. Even if Mu Ri Shengkai is still alive, I'm afraid I have to give you some points."

Before Fang Yang answered, Dongfang Xueyu took a step forward gently, blocking Fang Yang's sight as if he was protecting a calf.

It was obvious that Dongfang Xueyu was very wary of Fang Yang.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be guarding Fang Yang like a thief.

Fang Yang was dumbfounded, never expecting that his reputation in the eyes of outsiders would become like this.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Dongfang Xuezhi's cheeks turned red and he quickly pulled away from Dongfang Xueyu.

Fang Yang smiled: "I am only an A-level spirit body. I still have a long way to go before becoming a perfect-level spirit body. I don't know if I can get there..."

Under the gaze of all the elders, Fang Yang and Dongfang Xuezhi chatted for a few words.

They mainly communicate. Are there any spiritual objects that can be exchanged between the two parties?

While the two parties were communicating, a huge thunder suddenly came from the distance.

boom!

Boom!

Fang Yang immediately looked up.

In the distance, huge figures suddenly appeared. They attracted thousands of thunders and fought fiercely with each other.

All kinds of sword light and sword light surged like rivers, destroying mountain peaks one after another.

It's the Taoists who are fighting fiercely!

Although the destructive power of the Taoists was greatly limited by the power of the formation, their every move was still beyond ordinary imagination.

"Is it possible that they are competing for the position of Soul Luo Black Mountain?" Dongfang Xueyu hesitated.

When Fang Yang heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes and watched carefully.

When he saw Qingkong's Dharma image, he immediately understood that these Taoists were competing for the soul of Luo Heishan!

…

In the end, the extraordinary dharma appearances disappeared one after another, leaving only the Nine Nether Hell Dog dharma appearances.

I saw the Nine Nether Hell Dog Faxiang standing proudly in the void, its limbs burning with extremely bright green fire, and its nine tails shaped like snake heads dancing gently.

And in front of it, there is a mountain peak shaped like a black coffin suspended!

Such a scene is unreasonable, but also expected.

After all, the most powerful and powerful person in Xuanyu Paradise today is the lineage of the Sen surname.

However, the whereabouts of the Black Moon Fantasy Heart Essence is still unknown.

Therefore, under such circumstances, the Taoists of the Changkong clan, such as Qingkong, Chen Kui and Yuxuan, did not leave here immediately.

"Tao seed..." Uncle Fang said with emotion:

"If our Fang family also has Dao seeds, then what role will our Fang family play in the battle of Xuanyu?

Perhaps, we can take back the blessed land of Carp Eagle..."

Fang Yang and the other two had different expressions when they heard this.

The two looked at each other and did not respond.

Fortunately, at this time, Dongfang Xuezhi and others had left.

Of course, if it were not so, Uncle Fang would not have expressed such emotion.

Half an hour later.

Qingkong, carrying a green light, suddenly descended on the habitat of Fang Yang and others.

Coming and going like the wind, Qingkong's whereabouts are really free and easy.

"Fang Yang, these are three soul spirits, all of which are [Soul Eagle Marrow] spirits..." Qingkong smiled indifferently.

He waved his robe lightly, and three Soul Eagle Marrows suddenly appeared in the void.

They sank up and down, and emitted a faint light.

This Soul Eagle Marrow has black feathers and is extremely rough.

What is strange is that they have no claws on their lower limbs, like a bird without feet.

Among them, two Soul Eagle Marrows are third-level spiritual objects, and one Soul Eagle Marrow is a fourth-level spiritual object.

Qingkong's generosity really surprised Fang Yang.

Because if Fang Yang refined these three Soul Dao spiritual objects, then he would definitely be able to successfully enter the ranks of Thousand Eagle Souls, just like a fourth-level slave practitioner.

By then, he could enslave the Thousand Beast Kings and study the method of "slave formation fusion".

Not to mention the enhancement of souls, which is of great benefit to practitioners.

Such a big deal, even Qingmang felt a toothache, and was quite reluctant: "Brother, this..."

"Hmm?" Qingkong said coldly.

In an instant, Qingmang had no more words, he could only watch Fang Yang accept these three spiritual objects.

Come and go like the wind.

A gust of night wind suddenly rose, and Qingkong took his cousin Qingmang away.

Uncle Fang smiled and shook his head: "So carefree and unrestrained."

Fang Min withdrew his gaze from the three [Soul Eagle Marrow] spiritual objects and nodded gently.

"Carefree and unrestrained..."

Fang Yang asked himself in his heart: "The realm of Dao Seed? No, it's not enough."