Chapter 507: curse
The principal of the Silver-winged tribe continued to threaten Fang Yue, and at the same time, he was secretly contacting him, and the principals of the other silver-winged tribes in the rotation realm in the village came forward to join him to kill Fang Yue.
The strength and means that Fang Yue demonstrated were beyond his expectations.
If they had known that Fang Yue was so sturdy, they would not choose to provoke him easily!
The **** Fang Family actually moved their hands and feet on the information!
At this moment, the principal of the Silver Wing Clan could guess even with his toes, what idea this Fang family was fighting. If the Fang family really told the silver-winged tribe of Fang Yue's true strength, the silver-winged tribe would definitely not provoke this little evil star easily. When they first arrived, the silver-winged tribe still hoped to keep a little low-key and let other tribes run wild in front of them. And they are following behind, groping slowly,
Then at the critical moment, it will be shot.
If Fang Yue had known for a long time that he had a powerful method comparable to that of the Cycle Realm, the Silver Winged Clan might have chosen to avoid Sanshe and switch to another person!
"Fang family, **** Fang family!"
The principal of the silver-winged tribe was extremely angry.
The Fang family's hand used to kill with a knife is indeed beautiful.
"You want to destroy the Tongtianjiao? Fang family? Haha, just do it! I won't stop you! But before you destroy them, you give me my brother first, otherwise, before you destroy them, I will first Kill you!"
Fang Yue's eyebrows were raised, and his angry face was like a legendary Raksha!
The principal of the Silver-winged tribe was struggling to support it in the thunder, and at this moment, a **** lightning crashed down.
The blood-colored lightning collided with the white cloak guarding himself on the principal of the Silver-winged tribe.
On the top of the white cloak, cracks immediately surfaced.
These cracks, criss-crossed, spread like a spider web.
A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Fang Yue's mouth.
"Fang Yue, you sneak attack!"
The principal of the Silver Wing Clan glared at Fang Yue, he did not expect that Fang Yue could summon such terrifying blood lightning.
The power of a **** lightning is three to five times stronger than the power of other lightning!
The time he was able to support in the lightning was suddenly reduced by two-thirds!
Fortunately, it was blocked!
Although the magic weapon has a crack, his companion is coming soon! As soon as his companions arrive, a number of powerful people in the rotation realm besieged, does Fang Yue think he still has room to survive?
The principal of the Silver-winged tribe secretly calculated in his heart.
However, he suddenly felt a sense of fatigue surging in his body.
His eyelids were getting lower and lower, his limbs were weak, and he gradually fell into a state of turmoil.
"No way, too sleepy, I can't take it anymore!"
The principal of the silver-winged tribe suddenly felt relieved. The infusion of mana became brief.
With a bang, another **** lightning fell, and the silver cloak without strong mana support suddenly shattered and vanished!
"Do not!"
At this moment, the principal of the Silver Wing Clan suddenly woke up. But he woke up too late, too late, and everything was irreparable when it was too late! The endless lightning, like a surging turbulence, drowned him in it, and there was no existence in an instant!
"Sure enough, this trick is particularly effective for the Silver Wings!"
Fang Yue saw the silver-winged clan leader fall, without any fluctuations in expression on his face.
The master of the formation, ranks alongside the powerful, and even the leader-level powerhouse. If he is given time to arrange it, Fang Yue can even use the power of the sun, the moon, the stars, and the world!
Even the strong of the saint level will be afraid of three points.
Fang Yue didn't pay attention to the silver-winged guy from beginning to end.
He was just experimenting whether the methods he had recently realized could work on the silver-winged tribe.
The **** lightning, the power of thunder is only the backbone, and there are strands of curse power attached to it, that is the real ultimate move.
The way of cursing is extremely evil, and few people understand it.
Once hit, it is like a maggot attached to a bone, which is difficult to drive out.
Fang Yue's move was to use the power of the curse to cause a fatal threat to the principal and principal of the silver-winged tribe.
The curse is intangible and innocent. Although it cannot kill people directly, it can erode the spirit and physique of people, and weaken them in a short time.
This is equivalent to the negative BUFF in the previous game.
In this bad state, the opponent can often be killed more easily!
A principal of the cycle of the silver-winged tribe fell.
His soul in the ancestral hall of the village collapsed instantly.
Fragments of soul cards scattered all over the sky.
In the ancestral hall. A thin, old figure slowly moved, and a pair of extremely deep eyes suddenly opened.
"Who dares to move my silver-winged disciple!"
The old man spoke. The majesty is extremely majestic, the breath of Yin-Yang realm, permeates, let the earth under feet spread endless lines!
The earth is cracked and the sky is full of yellow dust.
Fang Yue's figure is gradually blurring.
"It turns out that the so-called Yin-Yang realm powerhouse that the Silver-winged Clan is stationed in this village is an old guy who has fallen into the earth! Your life is almost exhausted, and the lamp is dead. Why don't you buy a coffin board at home and wait for death?"
Fang Yue spoke very viciously.
But as his figure gradually faded, the old man could do nothing about him!
"Cough cough cough"
The silver-winged tribe, the yin and yang elder who was in charge of guarding this village coughed twice, his eyes were muddy and yellow, and there was still that overbearing aura just now.
Fang Yue was right. He was indeed near the end of his life. When the oil ran out and the lamp ran out, it would last for three to five years, or at least half a year. He would sit down and sink into the earth and pass away.
Before he died, he still wanted to make some contributions to the Silverwing Race.
Therefore, he will retreat every day in the ancestral hall.
In a state of half asleep and half awake, using a state that is close to suspended animation to slow down the consumption of lifespan.
If it weren't for the shocking changes in this village, he wouldn't normally wake up, just sleep!
But I didn't expect that because of his sloppy and carelessness, one of the leaders of the rotation realm in the village fell, and at the same time, there were dozens of disciples in the first to third levels of the world and the earth became ashes under the thunder!
The old man of the Silver-winged tribe was frightened, but he was helpless against Yue.
He has been in seclusion for a long time without knowing anything about Fang Yue at all, and even if he knew it and didn't understand the way of space, he would not be able to capture the slight spatial fluctuations that Fang Yue left when he left!
Back to the inn again.
Fang Yue also carried two living silver-winged creatures from the world realm.
They all fell into a coma, and even the fluctuations emanating from their souls were extremely weak.
"Fang Yue, what are you doing? Kill as long as you kill. Why did you bring back two living silver-winged tribes!"
Sima Xiao saw the silver-winged tribe in Fang Yue's hands, and couldn't help showing a confused expression.
"Sima laughs, don't you think the appearance of this silver-winged tribe is a bit special?"
Fang Yue smiled.
Sima Xiao frowned slightly. He occasionally dabbled in bloodline research, but his professionalism was far worse than Fang Yue's.
"Don't sell it, you guy, as long as you make a move, you definitely won't have any good pee in your stomach!"
Sima laughed at Fang Yue, who knew best.
Fang Yue coughed twice and said. "The bloodline of the Silver-winged tribe is the eighth level of the Yellow! The bloodline of this level actually belongs to the position of not embarrassing or embarrassing among the heavens and worlds. It is said that their bloodline is low, but compared to most human races. , But it’s stronger! And if they have different talents, they can actually be considered
No, even those relatives of the Dragon Race who can't beat them, are estimated to be much more noble than their blood! However, the blood of this silver-winged tribe evolved from the blood of the silver-winged Yaksha. Silver-winged Yaksha is the bloodline of the third rank of Xuanji! I am trying to find out if I can purify the blood of the silver-winged tribe and transform it into the blood of the silver-winged Yaksha, even if it is a silver-winged tribe, it can transform into a vein of essence.
Hua, the blood value of which is also infinite! "
Fang Yue's thinking is very clear.
Why are the human races weak? Why are they regarded as lowly by other races in the world of the heavens and look down upon them.
It's not because there are many human races, but the strong are scarce. Bloodline has become a key factor hindering the development of human race!
If the bloodline level of the human race can be improved, then the strength of the human race will advance by leaps and bounds, and some of the amazing talents will be more outstanding, even not weaker than some disciples of the strong race since ancient times!
"Silver-winged Yaksha? Don't say it, you can really think that this silver-winged clan is indeed very similar to the silver-winged Yaksha, but the level of bloodlines is more than that of the silver-winged Yaksha!"
Sima smiled slightly, agreeing with Fang Yue's views!
Although Fang Yue seemed indifferent, he was still very powerful in terms of the concept of ethnic group. He deeply understood that under the covering of the nest, how could there be no eggs?
If the Xuanhuang world was conquered and extinct, then he himself would definitely not end well.
and so. In the dark, Fang Yue was trying hard to improve the overall strength of Human Race, and also made his own efforts and contributions.
For example, a few days ago, Fang Yue sold a large number of lightning pills through Wanxiang Pavilion!
With Fang Yue's current wealth status, the little profit from manufacturing and selling lightning pills has long been ignored by him.
The reason why Fang Yue is like this is that he still hopes that through his own efforts, he can create more talented geniuses for the human race, rise in the troubled times in the future, and contribute his own power to the survival of the human race!
"Silver-winged Yasha! Haha, you are really greedy!"
At this time, Black Rose walked out from behind Sima Xiao, she smiled, and everything was overwhelmed! "The Yasha tribe belongs to one of the eight great Dharma-protection tribes of the Buddha tribe! Its bloodline is noble, and it is well-known among the heavens. Even though the silver-winged Yaksha is a relatively mediocre line among many branches of the Yasha tribe, they The blood in the body is still not arbitrarily transplantable and imitated
! "
Black Rose sneered at Fang Yue's thoughts.
It's not that she despise Fang Yue, but that it is too difficult to create a profound bloodline!
There is also no shortage of bloodline experts in the Divine Demon Sect.
However, the bloodline medicine that can be mass-produced and popularized is generally at the end of the ninth level of the yellow level.
It is not that there are no blood medicines above the mystery.
But that caused considerable trouble, and the probability of failure was extremely high! Even a bloodline medicine of the Profound Grade level in the Divine Demon Sect is very expensive. Moreover, there is still no market, and most people simply cannot buy it!
