I can sweep the heavens

White shut up immediately, terrified at the thought himself.

For most people in the Western Regions, especially the Eight Lords, Angelism is faith.

Questioning your beliefs is equivalent to questioning your own existence.

The collapse of belief is a very dangerous and important thing.

Therefore, it is completely understandable for White to have such a big reaction from Draghi.

"No matter what the Archangel Bishop thinks, we must obey its orders." White paused and said, "I believe that Fang Yu, who will not end this matter so easily, must pay a heavy price."

Dragic nodded, eyes clouded.

On the plane, Fang Yu accidentally fell asleep after eating dinner.

He didn't wake up until he heard the roar of an engine in his ears.

"This is Huaibei Airport, you can leave now." Violet stepped forward and said.

At this time, the cabin door has been opened, and the time is five o'clock in the morning.

"It seems that the Angel Cult has not caught up." Fang Yu stood up and smiled.

"It's very strange," Violet said.

At this time, she had changed into a more casual outfit, no longer the usual tight combat leather jacket.

As for the wounds on his body, they seemed to have healed.

"Let's go, this cooperation is quite pleasant." Fang Yu said as he walked towards the cabin door.

"This is a personal idea." Violet said.

"I guess, if you have ten guts, you won't dare to stand against me again?" Fang Yu turned his head and said with a smile.

Violet's complexion changed slightly, but she didn't speak.

Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked out of the hatch and returned to the ground.

"Master Violet, where are we going now?" asked the subordinate at the side.

"Go to Jiangnan Base." Violet looked at Fang Yu's back and replied lightly.

The airport in Huaibei Nandu is not far from the apartment.

Fang Yu and Bai Ran walked all the way.

It was early in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, and there were almost no people on the street.

Fang Yu walked all the way forward, and Bai Ran followed behind.

"Bai Ran, it seems like it's been a long time since I spoke, are you in a bad mood?"

After walking for a while, Fang Yu turned around and asked.

Bai Ran's expression changed, then he lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I am very disappointed in myself."

Sure enough.

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "This is actually unnecessary. It's my problem. The opponents I have provoked recently are relatively strong."

Bai Ran didn't speak.

"I never deliberately lie. I can tell you clearly that although your strength is not top-notch, it definitely belongs to the upper class in the current martial arts world." Fang Yu said, "With my talent, I will work hard for a while to break through At the Nascent Soul Stage, or even the Transformation Stage, the problem is not too big. There is no need to have confidence in your own zombie just because of some of your current performance."

In the past, Fang Yu rarely said so many comforting words to the disciples of Tiandaomen.

If Bai Ran is still in a state of self-blame, then he has nothing to do.

At this time, Bai Ran raised his head, looked at Fang Yu with firm eyes, and said, "Mr. Fang, I want to leave for a while."

"Oh? Where are you going?" Fang Yu asked.

"I want to go to retreat to practice for a while, and now I'm by my side, it will only become a burden." Bai Ran said, "When I feel that my strength has improved to a certain extent, I will definitely come back and continue to follow Mr. Fang!"

"No problem." Fang Yu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang!" After Bai Ran finished speaking, she wanted to kneel down again.

Fang Yu supported him and said, "That's it."

Bai Ran bowed deeply, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, there's no need to be in such a hurry, right?" Fang Yu reached out and pressed Bai Ran's shoulder.

"Since you want to practice hard, you should seize every minute and every second, and don't waste any time," Bai Ran said.

"When I first saw him, I really didn't think he was such a stupefied young man." Fang Yu smiled wryly.

"What orders does Mr. Fang have?" Bai Ran asked.

"I will pass on a set of cultivation methods, and come back to me when I have achieved great success in cultivation. At that time, I will teach other practical methods." Fang Yu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang!" Bai Ran was overjoyed, clasped his fists and said.

"There's no one around here, so just sit down on this grass." Fang Yu pointed to the lawn beside the road and said.

"Okay." Bai Ran replied.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Fang Yu returned to the apartment alone.

After imparting the tactic of wishful thinking to Bai Ran, Bai Ran left.

It takes at least five to ten years to cultivate the wishful mind method to great success.

Fang Yu knew that during this period of time, he probably would not see Bai Ran again.

Of course, Fang Yu supported this.

Fang Yu himself is a madman of cultivation, so he only appreciates those who are obsessed with cultivation.

This is also the reason why he is willing to teach Bai Ran the Ruyi mentality.

No one else was in the apartment.

Both Qin Yao and Jiang Ruolan went out, while Su Lengyun returned to Frost Cold Palace, and put the Ethereal Ring, which had absorbed a lot of Yin Qi, on the desk in Fang Yu's room.

Fang Yu put the ring on his finger and sat down in meditation.

Now, he had to study carefully, where did the energy ball containing a large amount of high-strength spiritual energy swallowed by the little golden dragon go.

Fang Yu closed his eyes and looked inside himself.

The position where the dragon and the phoenix blend, the little golden dragon and the little fire phoenix, rotate as usual.

As for the energy ball, Fang Yu couldn't sense any breath at all.

"Could it really be gone? In this way, wouldn't my trip to the Western Regions be in vain?" Fang Yu's heart trembled.

He tried sensing it again, but to no avail.

Fang Yu looked at the little golden dragon that was circling, and couldn't think of any way for a moment.

Whether it is the little golden dragon or the little fire phoenix, they are essentially just the illusion of the original.

In other words, they should not have intelligence.

That's why Fang Yu couldn't communicate with them.

But now, Fang Yu must let Xiao Jinlong spit out the energy ball!

So, Fang Yu opened his eyes, and with a thought, he activated the origin of the dragon.

"bass!"

Fang Yu's body glowed with a dazzling golden glow.

The little golden dragon flew out from Fang Yu's back, and after circling a few times in the air, it grew to the size of a boa constrictor.

After that, it kept circling around Fang Yu's body without stopping.

Fang Yu tried to communicate with it with his spiritual sense, but got no response.

Then he urged Shenlong Yuanyuan, but this only made the aura on his body stronger.

"boom"

The room shook violently.

Fang Yu knew that if this went on like this, the suite would collapse.

Fang Yu had no choice but to stop urging Shenlong Yuanyuan.

"Spit out that energy ball." Fang Yu looked at the hovering little golden dragon, and said directly.

But Xiao Jinlong ignored Fang Yu at all and continued to circle.

"Do you know what that energy ball means to me? Eight spiritual veins! It can raise me to at least ten levels!" Fang Yu said a little excitedly.

Xiao Jinlong still didn't respond.

"Now in my body, I can be regarded as the master. I trust, so I handed over the energy ball. But, is this how to treat my trust?" Fang Yu asked.

The little golden dragon still didn't respond, and continued to circle at the same speed.

Fang Yu sighed heavily.

He clearly knew that Xiao Jinlong probably didn't have intelligence.

It swallowed the energy ball, maybe it just regarded the energy ball as some kind of food

Although it is impossible to think of such a large amount of spiritual energy as food.

But the little golden dragon in front of him is a divine beast after all!

The existence of divine beasts is itself the greatest impossibility.

Therefore, it is understandable for the beast to do anything.

But with such a big energy ball and such a large amount of spiritual energy, Fang Yu still felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Ugh"

Fang Yu sat by the bed, looked at the little golden dragon hovering in front of him, and gritted his teeth angrily.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the little golden dragon.

But when he touched Xiao Jinlong's body, he could only feel a warm feeling, but he couldn't touch the real body.

After all, this is a phantom created by the original illusion.

Helpless, Fang Yu could only stop the operation of the dragon's origin and let the little golden dragon return to his body.

"It's gone, my eight spiritual veins." Fang Yu hadn't felt such a pain in his flesh for a long time.

If any creature used this method to blackmail him, there would only be two consequences, disability or death.