I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

"The area around the Snow Frost Mountains was wiped out?!"

"The Cold Dragon Flag suffered heavy losses, and a large number of people died in the aftermath of the battle?"

"The sea of ​​thunder covered the land, leaving no grass and turning it into a life-forbidden zone!"

"..."

The aftermath of the battle between Sen Yue and Lin Sheng Huang easily wiped out the area around the Snow Frost Mountains.

When this information was passed back to the rear of the army, it immediately caused an uproar.

Everyone knows that the 'Dao Seed-level' Tianjiao is very scary, and the strong ones can even barely compete with the saints for one or two moves and save their lives under the saints.

However, there is no specific concept of how powerful the 'Dao Seed-level' Tianjiao is.

Now, a long mountain range has been wiped out, and countless lives have been forced to die. This directly makes everyone understand what Dao Seed is!

Dao Seed!

A very dreamy and awe-inspiring word, now a real storm has occurred, sweeping all sides and spreading to every corner of the battlefield.

Some people are frightened and some are happy, and people react differently.

In an era when saints did not come to the world, the Dao Seeds did such a thing, which really caused an uproar!

"The Snow Frost Mountains were wiped out. If I remember correctly, Qing Luo snatched Fang Yang's mission and ran directly to the Snow Frost Mountains...

In other words, Qing Luo took the initiative to take Fang Yang's place. Qing Luo...died."

Hong Qishang's tone was complicated.

A long time ago, Hong Qishang discovered that Fang Yang was extremely lucky. He was simply flourishing and in his prime.

Those who opposed Fang Yang basically did not get any benefits.

First, Zhang Ye was seriously injured, and then Qing Luo died...

"Fang Yang, you can't be an enemy!" Hong Qishang made such a judgment again.

On the other side.

Behind the Thunder Flag Medicine Hall.

Zhang Ye, who was already able to walk on the ground, got the information about the Snow Frost Mountains. He looked thoughtful in his eyes: "Fang Yang is probably carrying the last fortune and blessing of the Fang family."

The concept of fortune is common in this world.

Such as the method of fortune-telling in the Great Xuan Dynasty and the method of offering sacrifices to the spirits in the Red Flame Demon Nation.

It is even rumored that the Holy Lord Yu Lei climbed to the ninth level peak, the peak of this world, and dominated the eight regions by improving his fate again and again!

"It seems that I have to temporarily avoid Fang Yang's edge..." Zhang Ye gradually made up his mind.

He planned to take advantage of the situation.

After his injury healed, he had to temporarily retreat from the fight with Fang Yang.

Just because he couldn't suppress Fang Yang didn't mean he couldn't suppress others.

The mountains remain unchanged, and the water flows forever.

One day, he will return with the force of thunder and suppress Fang Yang!

At the same time.

In a magnificent palace somewhere.

"Dead, A Luo is dead?!" Qing Mang suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart and rushing up his spine.

For a moment, Qing Mang was stunned and couldn't believe it.

For the first time, he felt a deep chill in his heart.

War is not a joke. If you are not careful, you will really die.

He suddenly realized that he was indeed a bit bold to reject his ancestor's proposal, that is, to return to the clan early like Sen Wei and Sen Hui.

But after a moment, he decisively removed these distracting thoughts.

"Isn't it just death? There is absolutely no one who is afraid of death!"

Qing Mang's eyes showed determination, and he slowly stood up, as ferocious as a python.

At the same time, he had a faint resentment towards Fang Yang in his heart, and mostly blamed Fang Yang for the death of his cousin Qing Luo.

Anyway, Qing Luo's death was definitely not because Qing Mang did not persuade Qing Luo well!

...

At the same time.

This information was also passed to Fang Yang.

Everyone was amazed at the terribleness of the road, and their expressions were different.

"Qing Luo is dead? Hiss... Your Majesty is like a saint, with all kinds of magical powers. I can follow him, which is definitely the greatest luck in my life!" Lu Yao was very happy.

"It seems that I don't need to deal with the older generation of the Qing family, but this is the Tao Seed, what a terrible power. Can Haozhi and Xiaomin really reach this level? I feel that it depends on Ayang." Uncle Fang's heart was heavy.

"Wow, brother, it's so cool, so cool..." Fang Xuan cheered without any scheming, causing Uncle Fang to cover his mouth quickly. This matter is not for jubilation.

"Be careful with your words and actions." Fang Yang smiled and shook his head, and asked his men to cook a few more hot dishes.

After dinner.

The night sky was bright, and the stars bloomed brightly.

Fang Yang took the white-feathered eagle and walked slowly on the grassland.

Perhaps it was because things went too smoothly that Fang Yang felt unrealistic.

Fang Yang, who felt that he was living a happy life, took the opportunity to practice his killing moves again tonight.

[Sky Eagle Spear]

Fang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up and waved his spear.

In a flash, the white-feathered eagle took the initiative to swoop down and stick to the shadow of the fire eagle.

In the blink of an eye, a nearly materialized phantom of a fire eagle about a hundred feet tall appeared behind Fang Yang.

This phantom of the fire eagle was lifelike, and its demeanor was exactly the same as that of the white-feathered eagle!

Suddenly, Fang Yang shook his hand, causing the spear to clang, and the light of thunder and fire was wantonly swaying in all directions.

Fang Yang once again waved his spear at a row of stone statues, pressing down with force.

At the same time, the phantom of the fire eagle behind him vibrated its wings, constantly chirping, and exerted power together with the Fiery Dan Ding in his Kongqiao Zhenyuan Sea.

Boom——

The first stone statue was smashed into powder.

The second, the third... all the way to the fifth!

The five stone statues were all reduced to ashes and disappeared.

"Successful, White Feather Eagle, you are awesome." Uncle Fang Qi clapped his hands and encouraged White Feather Eagle.

"It is indeed extraordinary. This move is enough to kill a medium-level second-level beast. It is amazing." Uncle Fang Er showed a little surprise, as if he had just met White Feather Eagle for the first time.

To be honest, this is just the initial killing move, and there is still room for improvement.

For example, the growth of White Feather Eagle, the blessing of warhorse, and the transformation of Fire Eagle's phantom...

In terms of combat power alone, Fang Yang is now truly qualified as a seventh-level saint, at least better than the Carp Eagle Saint of the same period!

"Saint's qualification, great saint's qualification, venerable's qualification... Ayang is not as good as Senwei, but he is also enough to dominate one side." The more Uncle Fang thought about it, the more excited he was.

He wanted to tell the Fang family about the difficulties they had encountered, but in the end, he suppressed it.

In the future, Fang Yang will have to face all kinds of challenges alone. Now, let Fang Yang grow happily.

"White Feather Eagle, can you still hold on?"

"Cry, cry!"

In response to Fang Yang's question, the White Feather Eagle gave a positive answer.

Using the killing move [Sky Eagle Spear], the White Feather Eagle is in a state of extreme dependence.

Before, it was because of insufficient hard power, but now it is enough, so the White Feather Eagle will show its unique brilliance!

"Incredible, I underestimated you." Fang Yang praised generously, which made the White Feather Eagle more motivated.

For the first time, Fang Yang felt the White Feather Eagle's unyielding spirit and its powerful ability to endure pain.

Such an extraordinary ability is enough to make Fang Yang look up to it.

Even with such quality blessing, the White Feather Eagle is definitely not inferior to most of the same-level Fire Eagles.

Not long after, Fang Yang exited the [Sky Eagle Spear] state.

With a snap, the white-feathered eagle lost its power and fell directly from the sky without adapting. As it was about to fall to the ground, a pair of big hands held it firmly.

It was Fang Yang who made the move!

"Cri... " Feeling the extremely familiar breath in front of him, the white-feathered eagle felt that he was the happiest pet in the world.

After that, Fang Yang took the initiative to cut roasted lamb for the white-feathered eagle, and even played the Yimu Guqin himself, performing the music medical technique for the white-feathered eagle for the first time to relieve the white-feathered eagle's fatigue.

The white-feathered eagle felt Fang Yang's attention to it, and his heart was happy.

In the cold winter night, it felt that its body was always warm.

The white-feathered eagle kept a cheerful look all night, and it was so excited that it lost sleep.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that the white-feathered eagle fell asleep with a smile.

It seemed to be saying: I finally got his recognition, hehe...