God of Life and Death

"This Fang Yue may be forced to a desperate situation! He has no choice but to do this. Tianwuhou is too strong, and it will be difficult for him to compete at the level of the future heaven! Only by choosing to break through the innate will he be able to fight. It's a pity that if he refines Making a mediocre cauldron as his foundation-building instrument at the Houtian level will affect Fang Yue's future Dao fruit."

There were many people talking around, and they were not optimistic about Fang Yue's choice. Even if he could escape, if the cauldron he made was not good, his life would be really useless.

Only Uncle Li and Qiu Yan had excited eyes, and they looked at Fang Yue Zhuding for a moment.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

Most of these people are just amateurs who don't understand witchcraft, let alone the horror of spiritual substantive transformation.

"This Fang Yue's choice is indeed unexpected. Using pure spiritual power to build the Wuding Cauldron is unprecedented. If he succeeds, he will leave a profound mark on an era. Of course, he may also fail. , but at least he had the courage to try, and it was enough to be remembered in the annals of history!”

Qiuyan talked to herself, her voice was so low that almost no one could hear her.

Only Uncle Li next to him could clearly capture it.

Uncle Li nodded and agreed with Qiu Yan's statement.

Fang Yue's casting of the tripod is definitely a matter of defiance to the world, but success and failure will become two different worlds.

If successful, Fang Yue will be able to continue to refine this witch cauldron until it reaches an extremely advanced realm. There are many realms, just forging a magic weapon. No one can underestimate the power of this magic weapon in the future.

But if it fails, Fang Yue's mental power will be drained, and he will become dementia at least, or become obsessed and die immediately.

However, Uncle Li and Qiu Yan did not stop him.

This will be a moment in history.

It was also Fang Yue's own choice.

Casting the Wuding Cauldron with mental power is easy to say, but in fact it is quite laborious.

Fang Yue found that the total amount of spiritual power in his clone was too low. Although it was already five times that of practitioners in the same realm, compared with the terrifying consumption of casting the witch tripod, it was just a drop in the bucket.

However, Fang Yue was not afraid. He continued to refine the original soul power stored in his soul to replenish his body's consumption.

There is not much else about Fang Yue, except that his soul power is endlessly used.

Forged by the Wuding Cauldron, the method of spiritual substance is used to match the almost infinite original soul power.

Between heaven and earth, winds and clouds were surging, not only in the assessment place, but even in the periphery of the assessment place, there were waves of dark wind blowing.

The whimpering sound of the wind was like complaining or crying, giving people an eerie and penetrating feeling.

The people watching outside couldn't help but move some distance away.

They felt a little unable to stand in this dark wind, which was like a knife and would continuously weaken the energy and blood in their bodies.

This sinister wind is really weird, giving people the feeling of falling into hell and stepping into the underworld.

"Is Fang Yue really making a cauldron? Why do I feel that he is performing a terrible witchcraft that can cross boundaries and even the powerful in the Xiantian realm will be implicated!"

Some people were whispering to themselves, and they realized that they had underestimated this young man after all.

As for Fang Yue's name, they quickly found out.

After all, this place is very close to the town. Fang Yue has lived here for half a year and may remain unknown.

The assessment place became chaotic, and no one could clearly see what kind of materials Fang Yue was using to forge the witch tripod.

The dark wind blowing became stronger the closer it got to Fang Yue's casting tripod.

The white skeleton that was close to Fang Yue and walked alone in his spiritual scroll was even blown into pieces by the cold wind.

Fang Yue's clone also felt uncomfortable. He didn't expect that casting a witch tripod by himself would cause such a big commotion.

He was in the center of the storm and suffered a hundred times more hardship and damage than the outside world.

He felt that his energy and blood were being corroded by the evil wind.

Involuntarily, Fang Yue began to use the techniques related to the pure body in the "Witch Sutra".

The witch power in the body is continuously decomposed and integrated into the limbs and bones to strengthen the qi and blood and nourish the muscles and bones.

With the decomposition of the witchcraft power, the physical body's Qi and blood are no longer lost, and it forms an independent whole. No matter how the evil wind from the outside blows, it is impossible to damage the slightest bit of Qi and blood in his body.

"The real body without leakage is really a sign of the sanctification of the body! I really have seen a ghost, how can Fang Yue have such outstanding attainments in both body and soul!"

Uncle Li spoke, his expression was very ugly.

This test place for great witches can withstand the spiritual thoughts of ordinary people, but it cannot stop the will of saints.

He clearly saw the process of Fang Yue's making of the tripod, and at the same time, he also saw the process of Fang Yue's body becoming a saint. He did not miss every detail.

The body without leakage has been recorded in the oldest classics of practitioners, clearly and clearly. Since ancient times, there have been very few people who can achieve this.

There is no defect or leakage, which is a violation of the rules of heaven and earth in casting the human body.

Uncle Li thought several times that this was just an idea and a legend of the ancients.

Unexpectedly, he would see traces of this method in an inconspicuous little cultivator like Fang Yue.

"Both the soul and the body are so special and powerful. It's a pity that his realm is too low. Otherwise, he can grow up smoothly. He doesn't need to be too high. He only needs the level of Yin and Yang realm to attack the saints and fight against the ancients. Gods and demons!”

Uncle Li deliberately lowered his voice for the next few words. He deliberately did not let others hear, not even Qiu Yan.

The level involved is too high, and it would be a sin to even have a superficial understanding of it.

Fang Yue soon succeeded in casting the cauldron, and a large cauldron half as tall as a man stood in front of Fang Yue.

The body of this large cauldron is as black as ink, without any patterns or carvings.

It looks so simple and unpretentious, like a Taoist weapon, completely natural.

At the same time, Fang Yue also felt that through the training and tempering of the Yin Feng, his physical body had reached a higher level.

His physical body seemed to have turned into a round golden elixir, which was self-contained and sealed the pores so that no energy would leak out.

The first wave of skeleton warriors had been annihilated in the cold wind.

The second wave was a group of black crows, with bright red pupils, as if they were stained with blood, and had a ferocious smell.

The black crow spread its wings and flew towards Fang Yue's body.

There were dozens of crows in total, and the feathers on each head were as sharp as arrows.

Their bodies exude a dark and cold murderous intent, like seasoned killers, dormant in the darkness.

"This is the Iron-Winged Crow!"

Someone spoke up and told the origin of the crow.

"Iron-winged crows are born at the level of the Innate Realm. Their wings are like arrows, and they are attracted by everything!"

"This Fang Yue is finished, he can't survive this wave! He only succeeded in making the cauldron, but he is far from breaking through to the level of the innate realm!"

All kinds of voices came up one after another.

But no one is optimistic about Fang Yue.

Fang Yue is only at the level of the acquired world. Even if it is because of his fighting skills and witchcraft, he can attack the innate level. But if there are so many iron-winged crows, each with the level of the innate level, if they attack in groups, Fang Yue will definitely die. .

"My inheritance, my treasure!"

Marquis Tianwu roared outside, clenching his fists tightly.

The inheritance of the great witch at the level of heaven and earth is indeed terrifying. This is only the second wave, and it is already so difficult.

"Iron-winged Crow? I will use you to test the power of the witch cauldron I forged!"

Fang Yue swung the cauldron in his hand and crashed it down towards the iron ruler crow closest to him.

The tripod made of spirit is originally weightless.

But with the blessing of Fang Yue's thoughts, the witch tripod weighed ten thousand kilograms!

This is not the limit of this witch cauldron. Fang Yue thought that if he used all his strength to support it, this witch cauldron could weigh at least 100,000 kilograms.

The Wuding tripod fell with great force.

With a bang, the iron-winged crow was directly exploded.

Red blood mist fluttered in the air, and a few hard, steel-like feathers scattered and fell in the air.

"A cauldron smashed an iron-winged crow!"

Many onlookers who had never thought highly of Fang Yue almost had their own tongues eaten.

Fang Yue's performance was too wild and rough!

An iron-winged crow at the Xiantian level was exploded, and even the steel-like wings could not save it.

"What kind of cauldron is this made by Fang Yue? It is indestructible. Even from a long distance, I can feel the simplicity and simplicity on it. This is definitely not cast in a hurry, but carefully polished. , the result of careful calculation!”

Some people were surprised. They had a new understanding of the tripod forged by Fang Yue.

This cauldron is quite extraordinary, even some powerful people in the world who have been famous for many years have set their sights on it.

"When I kill Fang Yue, this cauldron will also be mine! All the efforts he has made now are to make a wedding dress for me!"

Marquis Tianwu became more and more jealous.

This cauldron is very extraordinary. Judging from his knowledge and experience, this witch cauldron is at least a magic weapon that reaches the peak of the innate realm and even the heaven and earth realm!

This is already the limit of Tianwuhou's imagination. Among the people Tianwuhou comes into contact with on a daily basis, practitioners of the heaven and earth realm are already aloof and difficult to touch!

The magic weapon at the heaven and earth level is almost as powerful as a divine weapon at his level of cognition!

Marquis Tianwu felt that if he obtained this witch cauldron and thoroughly studied its effects, he might even be able to kill or kill some strong men at the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm!

When their companions were killed, the other iron-winged crows also reacted. They spread their wings and swished.

Black feathers shot towards Fang Yue's body like sharp arrows like dense raindrops.

"Determine the universe!"

Fang Yue slammed the Wuding in his hand towards the ground.

With a bang, the endless aura dispersed between heaven and earth.

All the black feather arrows that were close to Fang Yue shattered into powder!

The iron-winged crow's trump card was destroyed by Fang Yue with one move.

A group of ferocious beasts at the Xiantian level joined forces, but they were no match for Fang Yue, a mere witch cultivator at the Houtian level!

Those iron-winged crows were no longer murderous, they had a hint of terror and awe.