After resting in the Bone Hall of the Great Wilderness, a group of messengers of the Divine Court set out again to the Pure Land, but the atmosphere on the human side became strange. Although Fang Xing was always unreliable and made all kinds of troubles, the son of the Night Clan was trying his best to endure it. However, after being pitted by Baiduan Mountain, he obviously had resentment from Fang Xing. Even when he occasionally glanced at Fang Xing, he did not hide his murderous intent in his heart. However, Fang Xing became much more honest. He did not make any more troubles along the way, but instead began to ponder.

What happened in Baiduanshan was naturally extremely smooth, and the result was better than what Fang Xing imagined.

However, through this series of things, Fang Xing began to seriously think about the comparison between his own strength and others.

When encountering troubled times, after all, the most important thing is to have a strong body.

With strength, you can continue to be free and easy. What can you do?

If you lack strength, you can only take risks and do tricks, just like walking on thin ice, which is really not a pleasant thing.

He also thought that he could not be considered weak now. In the past world of cultivation, he might have already squeezed into the realm of first-class masters in the world. In terms of cultivation, it is the third level of tribulation, second only to the group of tribulation ancestors of the ancient families in Shenzhou. In terms of magic weapons, he has the divine palace given by the God Lord and the Futu Array, all of which are comparable to immortal treasures and have no gaps in defense. In terms of fighting skills, he not only has the original fairy baby, but also has a demon body. If he uses all his strength, it will be a headache if he uses two fights and one.

However, these strengths are still not outstanding when it comes to Tianyuan today.

Not to mention the noble God King, he may not be able to deal with just these little saints of the gods.

The strength of the Night Clan God Son is a bit unfathomable. He has already seen the power of the White Bone Holy Lord. He can only be beaten in front of him, but the Night Clan God Son can fight him and then retreat without hesitation. It seems that even if he is defeated, it is not much different. From this point of view, this Night Owl is really better than him, and at least he has the strength to pass the seventh to the ninth level of tribulation. If there is no protection from the Divine Palace and the Futu Array, he probably can't stand for a few rounds under this son...

And the other little saints don't have a simple character.

When he was in Fengshan Mountain, he once beat Shanzi up, but there was a sneak attack at that time. Even if he really did, even if he was defeated by himself, he could at least have a few moves with him. The fourth prince of Canglan Sea Ao Kuang and the little god king of Aogu were born in Tianyuan, but his bloodline was good and his strength was extremely terrifying. At present, if he started with them, the outcome would be about 55, which was difficult to determine.

The evil way of the descendants of the small immortal world is also a existence that Fang Xingji is afraid of.

This man once obtained the wedding dress technique of the twelve realms masters of the small immortal world. If the twelve old cultivators passed the tribulation, indoctrinated all their cultivation skills, Fang Xing even felt that among these ten little saints of the divine court, besides the son of the Night Clan, this person is the strongest. However, because this man was born in the small immortal world, he was born shorter in front of the gods and lacked confidence, so Fang Xing has always looked down on him a little. When he usually laughed and whispered him a few words, he never took Fang Xing seriously.

As for the other little saints, they are not people who can be underestimated by their strength, but Fang Xing is not afraid of them either.

Especially Taiyuan, the descendant of the Nether Clan, was far stronger than Fang Xing, but when he was in the North Sea, he was shot by the Master of Prison Cliff, and his cultivation was half-waste. Now he is probably the weakest among all the little saints. Fang Xing could almost destroy him with his hand raised...

"Now, I want to improve my skills again, and there are only three ways to do it!"

Fang Xing was just thinking about this question along the way: "Or, it is to strengthen the foundation and overcome the thunder tribulation again! Originally, after each thunder tribulation, there could be a seven or eight hundred years of free period. The thunder tribulation would not come to me again. I was even more careful, retreat more, and fight less. This period could be extended to a thousand years. But if I think about improving my strength, I can only take the initiative to respond to the thunder tribulation. After one thunder tribulation, as long as I don't die, I will get great luck from the thunder tribulation and my cultivation will increase greatly!"

"It's a pity that I have just passed the thunder tribulation not long ago, and I have insufficient foundation. If I pass the disaster again, I may not be able to pass it smoothly. If I use the method of killing gods to accumulate grievances and enhance the foundation, then the people I want to kill will go to, ten thousand or ten thousand? I'm afraid that it's not enough to kill myself! But if I accumulate slowly, it will take a lot of time. I'm busy every day, so how can I have time to accumulate slowly? Therefore, I can only take one step to see the tribulation. It's best to find the Supreme Sutra and make plans!"

"The second method is to continue to practice the immortal infancy and demon soul!"

Fang Xing continued to ponder: "Uncle Eleven has helped me promote this unique method of practice with his whole life. If I can practice to the extreme and then the two souls are united, then my combat power will reach the peak of my realm. Even if my cultivation cannot be improved too much, my strength will improve by leaps and bounds. Not to mention being invincible at the same level, haha, maybe even if I cross a big realm, you can fight with others..."

"The third method is this divine palace!"

"The God Palace is a small world. This cannot be described as a magic weapon. It is a kind of foundation for maintaining one's life. Even in the great immortal world, there are many immortals gathering in it, and there are not many people who have the ability to refine this thing. I think of the Big Golden Crow, because I got the small world of Beihai Guixin Cliff, and now I am almost going to heaven. If I really face it, I am afraid that I am not his opponent. It is also a method to enhance the power by refining the small world. However, it is too difficult to enhance the small world, and it is not something that can be done simply!"

"To enhance the small world, you either increase the power of the core formation of the small world. I am not worried about this. I have begun to refine the Futu formation into the small world. When I succeed, the power of the small world can be increased by at least ten times. The second method is to enhance the space of the small world. The larger the space, the greater the power of the small world, but this is extremely difficult!"

The small world is the product of refining weapons and talismans. The magic array technique has reached its extreme. It uses magic weapons to refine the void, and also uses rune techniques to ensure its stability. The complete rules of heaven and earth are so complicated that it cannot be done by ordinary monks. For example, in Fangxing, it is easy to split a part of the void and incorporate it into the divine palace. It can be done with his cultivation level. However, if you want to maintain his stability after increasing the space, you can only use immortal gold to refine the pillar of the Tongtian in the small world.

The God Lord considered it carefully and ordered the Immortal God King and the Nine Nether God King to compensate him with a hundred taels of immortal gold, but even if he used it all, it would only be enough to expand it by a few hundred feet. Moreover, he could not do it himself, so he had to find some monks who specialize in this technique!

In short, the strength of a person who practices is nothing more than three aspects: cultivation, combat power, and magic weapon.

The road to tribulation is Fang Xing’s cultivation level. If you can overcome a few catastrophes, you will have the power of several catastrophes.

The combat power is the use of all magical powers and martial arts, the use of one's own power, etc.

Magic weapons are even simpler, they are your own weapons!

The three paths Fang Xing have all had their prototypes. They seem to have many choices, but in fact they are all limited.

After all, when he reaches his level of cultivation, every time he takes a step forward, it is difficult, so how can he be relaxed?

All he can do now is to refine the Futu Array and enter the divine palace while continuing to comprehend the Supreme Sutra of Seeking the Tao.

The Supreme Sutra of Seeking the Tao is a magical scripture. The more he comprehended the truth, the more he became, the more he became inspired when fighting with others.

"The Pure Land has finally arrived!"

I practiced all the way, and walked along the quiet water for four or five days, and finally reached the edge of the Demon Abyss. Looking forward, the clouds that have been around for many years in the sky seemed to have been cut open with one knife, revealing the clear and bright sky, which penetrated the sea here. On the beach hundreds of miles away, there were several strange peaks. One of them was built with a black iron platform, which was simple and heavy. On the black platform, there were several people standing in the wind, looking at it from afar, with flags standing behind it, and the words "All Immortals Alliance" were written on it.

Xihe Niuzhou, one of the four prefectures of Tianyuan, has finally arrived.

It’s strange to say that Fang Xing has traveled all over the world and traveled all over the world. This is the first time he has come to Pure Land!

"This trip to the Pure Land is of great significance. I hope all the saints will be careful in their words and actions, and do not lose the majesty of my divine court!"

At this time, an old gray-clothed servant in the team stood up, gave a tribute to the little saints sternly and seriously, saying something on behalf of the Lord of God. The other little saints did not dare to be careless at this time. All of them, including the son of the Night Clan, stood up and bowed to agree, and then tidied up their clothes and stood solemnly on the clouds. The tent next to them also stood firm, and the flag was swaying.

"The messenger of the God's Court is here!"

The old man in gray stood at the head of the cloud, shouting loudly, and the sound came from afar.

"Please!"

A loud shout came from the black high platform in the distance. An old man in black standing on the high platform. With a wave of his sleeve, he suddenly saw that all the clouds gathered in the surrounding heavens, forming a road composed of clouds, which was soft and spread three hundred miles wide. One end extended to the clouds of the little saint of the Divine Court, and the other end followed by the high platform.

"Don't lose etiquette, get off the jade chariot and walk over!"

The son of the Night Clan gave a faint command, and then he was the first to embark on the cloud road and walked slowly.

The other little saints also acted according to the same behavior, with big sleeves floating, walking forward on the cloud path, each of which was extremely noble.

When it was Fang Xing's turn, several gazes looked over inadvertently.

Fang Xing has been hiding in the small world before, and will not show up easily at any time, because there are quite a few big men who want his life. Only by hiding in the small world can he protect his safety. But now the son of the Night Clan has ordered everyone to walk over. If he does not leave the small world, it will seem a bit out of place. But if he leaves the small world, the crisis will double.

"I've been sitting all the way for a long time, and it's just the right time to move!"

Fang Xing did not hesitate, and said lazily, then came out of the skull's mouth and embarked onto the clouds.

"Swoosh swish swish"

Just as he was completely out of the protection of the small world and was exposed to broad daylight, there were suddenly no less than seven or eight people on the huge Pure Land. At this moment, he passed through the endless void and stared at him in an instant.

Facing this gaze, Fang Xing's legs became weak and he almost fell down.
Chapter completed!