Is it that he only saw nine kinds of Taoist patterns, or that there were only nine kinds of Taoist patterns hidden in them? Fang Ling's heart is now filled with deep doubts.

Stopped at a small flat area, Fang Ling took out an axe-shaped magic weapon from his small Qiankun bag.

Fang Ling can't remember where he received this axe-shaped magic weapon. If it was in the Zhou Dynasty, it would be considered a top-level ancient treasure.

Now, Fang Ling wants to use this magic weapon to display the giant's axe.

Although Fang Ling only remembered the Taoist pattern hidden in this axe in a vague way. In addition to the powerful Taoist pattern that was stronger than a thousand pounds, he was just a Taoist that could sense the other Taoist patterns.

But Fang Ling decided to imitate it.

The axe instantly swelled ten times as it was activated by Fang Ling's magic trick, but the axe, which was originally attacked by Yukong, is now used by Fang Ling as a weapon.

He imitated the giant and slashed out at a stone not far away with an axe.

At the beginning, Fang Ling just activated the big force pattern. With the blessing of the big force pattern, the axe flashed, giving people an extremely heavy feeling.

Fang Ling himself felt that with the blessing of the great power pattern, the power of the axe increased tenfold at once.

If this axe was chopping towards an old ancestor of the Nascent Soul, I am afraid that even if the ancestor had a strong means, he would be cut into two pieces by the axe.

The power of Taoist patterns is much stronger than that of Taoist techniques practiced by cultivators below the Nascent Soul. After all, one is just the superficial, while the other one contains the foundation of the Great Dao.

Fang Ling carefully manipulated the axe and blessed the trace of killing patterns he had comprehended into the axe.

There were very few killing Taoist patterns. However, with the addition of the killing Taoist patterns, Fang Ling felt his hand holding the giant axe trembling.

A tremor that makes one's mind react violently, and a tremor that wants to kill all directions.

Accompanied by the trembling of the giant axe, Fang Ling sensed the tremor of the sky and the earth in a radius of more than ten feet.

This small killing pattern added, which actually made me chop the axe's power increase several times.

You know, the fusion of these Taoist patterns in Fang Ling is just the skin.

Without hesitation, Fang Ling added the broken Taoist pattern to the axe. With the gathering of the slaughtering Taoist pattern, Fang Ling felt the axe in his palm. It felt like it was rising into the air.

"call!"

When the mountain wind blew, Fang Ling felt a lighter in his hand. Before he could react, the magic weapon axe in his hand had turned into ashes.

Although this magic weapon axe was not refined by Fang Ling himself, he could see at a glance what was refining this axe.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the rare treasure of refining weapons that is rare in the Zhou realm, which is hidden in this axe.

When collide with ordinary magic weapons, this axe usually refers to the character of someone else's magic weapons, but now, he has been directly filled with the power of the three Taoist patterns.

In addition to Fang Ling's insufficient cultivation of Taoist patterns, there is another explanation, that is, this kind of axe is really too weak.

Weak can't bear such powerful force.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment, slapped his small Qiankun bag and took out a Shangqing Tianlei Sword.

This Shangqing Tian Lei Sword is the strongest weapon in Fang Ling's hand besides the iron spear. Fang Ling is preparing to use this Shangqing Tian Lei Sword to display that axe.

When he refined the real Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword, he refined a few more. Although it was a pity that he destroyed it, it was not yet enough to be unbearable to Fang Ling.

Although there is a big gap between axes and swords, there are similarities between using the method of slashing.

Fang Lingyiru held the Shangqing Tianlei Sword in his hand and slowly slashed towards the void. This time, he first used the strong Tao pattern in the order of the last time, then injected the slaughter Tao pattern, and finally injected the Dao pattern.

When the Dao pattern was added, Fang Ling's heart was raised to his throat. After all, the axe just now was directly destroyed at the moment when the Dao pattern was injected into it.

He didn't want to have the Taoist pattern injected this time, the Shangqing Tian Lei Sword turned into ashes.

Shangqing Tianlei Sword emitted a sword sound, and the sword light that was slashed became even more intense. Fang Ling felt that the power hidden in the sword light increased ten times more than before.

If this sword was slashed on a powerful Nascent Soul man, the powerful man would probably not even have the power to fight back, let alone escape.

In addition to the death of the Tao, the death of the Tao is the death of the Tao.

Just as Fang Ling was about to inject the fourth type of Taoist fur he had understood, he felt that the Taoist fur all over his body was a little confused.

Even his entire body was a little broken at this moment.

His limit is to inject three kinds of Taoist patterns, and once there are many Taoist patterns injected, he may collapse.

It’s not that he is unwilling to exert this change, but that his body does not allow him to do so.

Unexpectedly, he was actually subject to physical limitations, and a wry smile appeared in Fang Ling's heart. Since things were not done, Fang Ling would not dare to continue to perform them. Otherwise, he would become the first Taoist practiced in this world, which would be a big joke.

However, Fang Ling did not withdraw this sword. He flipped his palm and slashed the sword towards a huge rock a hundred feet away.

The sword light flashed, and the huge rock broke into two pieces. At the moment the huge rock was cut off, a giant yellow bear rushed out of the stone.

However, the giant bear just rushed out and turned into a ray of earth-yellow light and rushed towards the distance.

The light clearly looked like the Taoist Yuan Stone. Fang Ling was exhausted at this time and had time to stop the Yuan Stone transformed by the giant bear.

While recovering his magic power, Fang Ling looked at the yellow giant rock and saw that the giant rock that he had divided into two sections had been divided into two sections from the middle.

Although the yellowish giant bear has turned into a Yuan stone and left, a yellowish light still emerges from the traces of the cutting of the huge stone.

The Taoist Yuan Stone actually contains the Taoist Yuan Stone. It seems that it is no lower than his own Heaven-Swallowing Beast. It's just a little regretful. Under his sword, he was actually run away by the Taoist Yuan Stone.

What a pity!

It was a pity in my heart. Fang Ling walked towards the huge rock. Although the most important part of the huge rock had been broken, Fang Ling felt that there would be something left to him in the huge rock as it shone brightly from the huge rock.

After all, this huge stone gave birth to a Taoist Yuan stone.

But just as Fang Ling walked towards the huge rock, the huge rock had already turned silently into a piece of stone powder.

The power of the Dao pattern finally played a role at this time. The seemingly innocent huge rock was directly shattered by the Dao pattern.

Fang Ling looked at the stone powder on the ground and felt more and more happy. Although he only got a little fur with the axe on the mountain, this had almost become his strongest blow.

If you use this attack to face the Zhong Tiejian, what will happen? Can Zhong Tiejian block his own attack?

The answer is certainly possible. Fang Ling thought of the domineering sword intent implicitly strolling by Zhong Tiejian, and gave the answer directly in his heart. Although the power of this Sky-Splitting attack made him shocked, in terms of strength, Zhong Tiejian was much stronger than him.

Moreover, the mystery of his use of this attack is wrong in many places, not to mention that he has less pitiful understanding of the crucial Taoist pattern.

If he could understand the level of the Dao pattern that he added to the axe, it would not be difficult to defeat Zhong Tiejian.

Putting away the Shangqing Tian Lei Sword. Fang Ling continued to step forward. At this time, he felt more and more that Huashan was really a treasure land.

Not only are there treasures everywhere, but there are also Taoist patterns that are unexpected. Once he comprehended these Taoist patterns, his strength will be qualitatively improved.

Since ancient times, Fang Ling has reached the level of Taoist cultivation and has helped the Huashan Tour, Fang Ling still feels a little tired along the way.

It’s not that he is tired of cultivation, but that he is tired of his heart. Although he has a tour guide, Fang Ling still has to identify his position. The more he walks up the mountain, the more he feels dangerous in his eyes, and for a moment, Fang Ling feels a bright red wind spinning around him.

The far away Fang Ling felt that the Yin Feng was not very clear, but when he stared at the Yin Feng, his mind was almost pulled out by Yin Feng.

Fortunately, he was a distance from Yin Feng, and he was tightly guarding his mind, so he escaped. Otherwise, what was waiting for Fang Ling would probably be the fate of the living dead.

Sitting down on an open space that was three meters in circle, which used to be a small stone pavilion, Fang Ling quietly closed his eyes.

The more he walked up the mountain, the more he realized why the existence of the Taoist lord level would fall here.

The Five Mountains of Divine Mountain is worthy of being a Jedi in the eyes of the world.

But Fang Ling, who has the tour map, seemed to control the key to this sacred mountain. As long as he walks carefully, he can come and go freely in this sacred mountain.

I don’t know if the other sacred mountains are the same as this Xiyue sacred mountains.

After recuperation, Fang Ling walked up the mountain again, and the surging spiritual energy and the spiritual clouds condensed were constantly surging around him.

These spiritual energy not only becomes substantial, but also condenses into Ganoderma lucidum, flowers, trees, and rocks in the void. From a distance, it looks like there are mountains on the mountain.

What's even more terrifying is that when Fang Ling looked up inadvertently again, he suddenly found that he actually appeared in the rolling clouds and mist.

This is definitely not an illusion, this is his figure. At this time, he was strolling up the mountain. When his eyes looked at the figure, the figure also stared at him.

Fang Ling knew that this figure was formed by spiritual energy, not himself, but at this moment, a lot of fluctuations still arose in his heart.

If he broke into the clouds and mist, he might be buried somewhere. Fang Ling, who was moved in his heart, withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward.

"Yes!" Just as Fang Ling was about to step on a big stone, Fang Ling Muran discovered that he was sitting cross-legged in a Taoist who was more than ten feet away from the stone. (To be continued...)
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