Old Yan looked at the piece of Ruins. The wrinkles on his face instantly piled up into a withered chrysanthemum, and the soles of his feet rubbed back half a step as if they had taken root.
"Master, you want to lay the foundation on the Dragon Vein Underground River?" He swallowed, his voice dry, "This is the self-destructive Array Eye of the old royal family. Aren't you afraid of destroying the chassis of Divine Capital?"
Fang Mo ignored his nonsense and turned towards the deep pit in the center of Ancestral Temple Ruins. Prison Suppressor Patterns followed his footsteps and spread all the way, forcibly flattening the surging Dragon Vein Black Water at the bottom of the pit.
"Old Yan, come here."
Old Yan trembled, Boning Knife spun quickly in his hands, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.
"Master, I have to look after this baby Zhao Yan for you. Do you think you should let Iron Bull do such strenuous work as building a tower..."
"Come here."
Fang Mo's tone did not change, and his voice was not loud, but the Prison Suppressor Patterns under Old Yan's feet lit up and dragged him three feet to the edge of the pit.
Old Yan didn't dare to struggle anymore, and moved to Fang Mo's side with a grimace, scolding those eighteen generations of False Heaven's ancestors in the sky.
Fang Mo raised his hand, and a ball of bone marrow with a dark golden luster emerged from the palm of his hand. It was the [Rigid Marrow Firm Thought God King]Tailbone bone essence extracted from the body of Block Xin.
As soon as the bone marrow appeared, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and even Dragon Vein Black Water at the bottom of the pit was stagnant.
"Master, what are you doing?" Old Yan's eyes widened as he looked at the ball of bone marrow and swallowed his saliva, "This thing looks hard. Don't you want to use the old man as a whetstone?"
Fang Mo looked at him.
"You have been practicing Organ Refining Realm for so many years, but you are stuck at the top. You are not even as good as Iron Bull."
Old Yan blushed and said harshly, "Iron Bull That's Innate Divine Strength, the old man is in the technical stream..."
"Eat it." Fang Mo handed the bone marrow to him.
Old Yan's legs went weak and he almost knelt in the pit.
"Master, I'm afraid of death! This is the marrow of God King Bone. How can I bear it with my ordinary Human Skin body? You should leave it to Demon Embryo, or give it to Director Li!"
Fang Mo said, "Demon Embryo doesn't need it, Li Mingyue can't eat it."
Old Yan wanted to persuade him again, but Fang Mo picked it up with his fingertips, and the mass of bone marrow turned into a stream of dark gold light, and hit Old Yan's chest with a snap.
"Ugh!"
Old Yan groaned, as if a red-hot iron rod had been pierced through his chest. His body instantly stiffened, and fist-sized meat bags bulged out on the surface of his skin, as if there were countless living creatures scurrying under the skin.
"Master, you are really going to kill me!"
Old Yan screamed, Boning Knife fell to the ground with a clang, his hands tightly grasping the clothes on his chest, and his nails dug into his flesh.
Fang Mo said, "Run your True Qi and guide it to the skin of the whole body."
"I, I can't seduce you!" Old Yan was so painful that Five Senses twisted, and the veins on his forehead collapsed as thick as earthworms. "There is God King's obsession in these bones, and it's biting my Five Viscera Six Bowels!"
Fang Mo raised his right hand, Prison Suppressor Chains shot out from his palm, wrapped around Old Yan's limbs and neck several times, and hung him in the air.
"I'll guide you."
Fang Mo exerted force on his palm, and Spiritual Terrace Burial Cosmos's deep dark light wheel covered Old Yan's body. Just as God King Bone's obsession in his marrow wanted to resist, it was crushed to pieces by Prison Suppressor Law, and turned into pure power and forcibly poured into Old Yan's eight extraordinary meridians.
"Ah!"
Old Yan's screams echoed in the sky above Ruins, and his throat was broken by the screams.
Li Mingyue was holding Zhao Yan by the pit, looking at this scene with his brows furrowed.
"Can he hold on?" Li Mingyue asked.
Nian Nu'er stood aside, his fingertips wrapped around Nine Nether Black Water, smiling lightly.
"Director Li Don't worry, the master knows it well. Although this bone marrow is domineering, the master has already removed the God King will inside, and the rest is all nourishment."
Li Mingyue looked at the wounds on Old Yan's body that were constantly opening and healing, and felt cold in his heart.
"Is this called nourishment?"
Nian Nu'er said, "If you don't break it, you can't establish it. Old Yan has been used to being cunning in his life and is reluctant to fight for his life. My lord is making up his mind for him."
In the center of Ruins, the screams of Old Yan slowly subsided, replaced by bursts of crisp sounds like gold and iron clashing.
The flesh on his body began to fall off, revealing a new layer of skin with a dark golden luster. The new skin was covered with fine Prison Suppressor Patterns, like a layer of armor growing in the flesh.
Fang Mo loosened the chain and Old Yan fell to the ground with a plop.
He lay on the ground and breathed heavily for a long time, then slowly got up and looked down at his hands that had become as hard as old tree bark but full of elasticity.
"Master, this..."
Old Yan clenched his fists and felt True Qi inside his body like a rushing river. The bottleneck that had been stuck for more than ten years was broken like paper. The surface of his skin could not be broken no matter how hard he dug with his nails.
Fang Mo said, "Undying Skin."
Old Yan was stunned for a moment, then grinned widely, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out.
"Rigid Marrow, Steadfast Mind, Prince Fudo, Master, am I Divine Treasure Realm?"
Fang Mo turned around and looked at Tiankai.
"Half-Step Divine Treasure, but your skin is harder than Divine Treasury, so you won't die."
Old Yan chuckled, picked up Boning Knife on the ground, and scratched his dark gold skin with the blade, leaving only a white mark.
"Good stuff, good stuff! Master, don't worry, whoever dares to touch our Heavenly Prison people in the future, the old man will be the first to go up and carry the knife!"
Fang Mo didn't answer, his eyes fell deep into the crack in the sky.
"Ready to pick up guests."
Old Yan was stunned and followed Fang Mo's line of sight. Before he could stop the smile on his face, he saw a dazzling white light suddenly light up deep in the sky.
That was not the white light of judgment of Inspector Envoy, but a sea of red-hot fire.
Nian Nu'er's face changed slightly, and Nine Nether Black Water rolled into a vortex in her palm.
"My lord, False Heaven is on fire."
Li Mingyue hugged Zhao Yan tightly and looked up at the sky.
"What fire?"
Nian Nu'er said, "Divine Fire, used to destroy the world."
The sky was completely torn open, there was no sea of clouds, no fairy palace, only bolides falling all over the sky.
Each meteorite drags a long platinum tail flame, with high temperature that burns through the sky, and hits Prison Suppressor Capital directly.
The people in the streets were the first to notice something was wrong. Some people pointed to the sky and shouted.
"Run quickly, Heavenly Fire is coming down!"
"Inspector Envoy has reduced the punishment! Fang Mo has angered God, and we will all be buried with him!"
Panic spread in the city like a plague. Countless people rushed out of their houses and ran towards the city gate, trampling on each other and crying.
Zhao Heng was lying in front of the camp gate, looking at the bolide in the sky, and suddenly laughed loudly, until tears and snot mixed with blood flowed down his face.
"Hahahaha! Fang Mo, you are crazy! You continue to be crazy! Heavenly Fire is washing the floor, False Heaven is really serious, what are you going to do to block it! What are you going to use to block it!"
Old Yan kicked Zhao Heng in the face and kicked his teeth out.
"Shut up and ask me to stuff you into the crater again!"
Old Yan said fiercely, but his hands were shaking a little. He looked up at the Heavenly Fire rain and swallowed.
"Master, if this thing is smashed down, Divine Capital will probably turn to the ground. Should we retreat underground to Heavenly Prison first?"
Fang Mo didn't move.
He stood by the Ruins pit, looking at the bolides getting closer and closer, and slowly raised his right hand and pressed it on his chest.
That's where the [Rigid Marrow, Steadfast Mind]God King Tailbone bones fuse.
"Withdraw what?"
Fang Mo The palms of the hands lit up with a dark golden light, spreading along the Tailbone bones on the chest to the whole body.
The next moment, a layer of dark golden luster similar to Old Yan appeared on the surface of Fang Mo, but more solid and deeper.
[pseudo·Immovable Wisdom King Body].
Fang Mo raised his head, and the first Divine Fire Meteorite in the sky had broken through Cloud Layer, crashing down with enough power to blow the entire Ancestral Temple Ruins into Big Pit.
"Lord, let me do it!" Demon Embryo The light core in the chest rotated, and six chains rose into the sky, trying to intercept the meteorite.
Fang Mo raised his hand to stop it.
"No need."
Fang Mo's feet lifted off the ground, and his whole body was like a retrograde cannonball, rushing into the sky with a roar.
He faced the huge meteorite and raised his hands in front of everyone's horrified eyes.
"Prison Suppressor Divine Dynasty, Establish the Prison."
Boom!
Divine Fire Meteorite hit Fang Mo's palms, exploding into a dazzling platinum flame. The shock wave spread to all directions, blowing away all the surrounding Cloud Layer.
Fang Mo's body stopped in the air, his feet stepped on Prison Suppressor Patterns in the void, and the lines spread outward like water waves, instantly opening up a dark gold light curtain covering the entire Prison Suppressor Capital.
The meteorite was held in mid-air by him, unable to move forward.
"How is this possible!"
Zhao Heng's eyes almost popped out of his head on the ground, and the wild laughter on his face turned into a look of horror.
Old Yan raised his head, and Boning Knife didn't notice it fell to the ground.
"Master... is this still a human being?"
Nian Nu'er The blue divine pattern at the end of his eyes lit up, he clasped his hands together, and his tone was filled with uncontrollable enthusiasm.
"This is the Lord, Lord of peoples, Lord of gods."
There is more than one Divine Fire Meteorite in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the second, third, tenth, and hundreds of meteorites hit Prison Suppressor Capital like a heavy rain, each one carrying the high temperature and impact that destroyed the neighborhood.
Fang Mo stood at the highest point of the light screen, with his hands spread out. The dark golden luster of [Immovable Wisdom King Body] reflected his figure like an iron statue of a god.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The meteorite hit the dark gold light curtain, making a deafening explosion. Divine Fire was bounced away by the light curtain, turning into a scattering of Heavenly Fire stars, but it could not burn through the thin light curtain.
The people in the city were running and found that there was no movement above their heads. Some people had the courage to look up and saw that figure in the sky was like a support Heavenly Pillar, blocking all destruction outside.
"That, that's Lord Fang..."
"Lord Fang is blocking Heavenly Fire!"
"Immortal has descended to earth! Immortal, the rescuer, has descended to earth!"
Countless people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Fang Mo in the sky.
Li Mingyue held Spring Embroidered Saber tightly, looking at the figure in the sky, his eyes were red.
"Is this the court you want to establish?"
Nian Nu'er said softly, "No, this is the prison he wants to protect."
In the sky, Fang Mo was holding up meteorites all over the sky, and the Five Viscera Divine Treasures in his body was running wildly. The law of [Rigid Marrow, Steadfast Mind] was pushed to the extreme by him. No matter how Divine Fire burned, his body did not even take half a step back.
He looked into the depths of the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Is this how to light a fire?"
Fang Mo pushed upwards with both hands.
The huge meteorite he held in his palm was thrown back with his backhand, turning into a fireball that shot straight into the depths of the sky.
"Give it back to you."