Bang! That figure actually resisted countless light blades, broke through the siege, stepped into the air, and disappeared into the sky in an instant. "This physical cultivator... is so strong!" Song Ningjing had no intention of chasing him, and was still frightened. "This person... may have a grudge against us, or he may just meet and do it by chance..." Fang Xing put away the light blade, his face solemn: "This trip to the blessed land is ten times or a hundred times more dangerous than before! We should make a quick decision and go to the cave immediately... This time I will drive the flying car myself, and trouble Brother Song to show the way." These Jindan cultivators are as shrewd as ghosts. Even Song Ningjing is like this. The so-called 'Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk Cave' only gave the approximate location of Wanzang Mountain. When they get there, they still need her to show the way. After showing the late Jindan realm, Fang Xing can suppress the four Jindan female cultivators by himself, and immediately said what he meant and drove the flying car to hurry on.
Whoosh! The four girls felt the fierce wind blowing in their faces, and even the protective shield of the hearse seemed to be torn apart, and the scenery on both sides was rapidly retreating. "Is this the power of the late Jindan?" Meng Xingyu's face was full of envy and admiration... Meng Xingtong felt something was wrong. This kind of escape speed may not be possible for ordinary late Jindan cultivators, right? ... Wanzang Mountain. The top of this mountain is full of cold and gloomy air, with a large number of nameless tombs scattered among them, and occasionally you can see white bones emitting green phosphorous fire. "What a netherworld vein, it is really the supreme spiritual land that ghost cultivators dream of." Fang Xing stood on the flying car, looking at the mountains not far away, and chuckled. "There are many ghost-like monsters wandering in this mountain range. It is said that there are powerful ghosts in the depths that are no less than the perfect Jindan. Fortunately, they are usually just sleeping. As long as we don't offend their territory and tombs, they won't take action..." Meng Xingyu explained with a pale face. The speed at which this Feng Shangren drove the flying boat was so terrifying that the four women had difficulty adapting to it. "Fellow Daoist Song." Fang Xing looked at Song Ningjing. "Please rest assured, fellow Daoist." Song Ningjing made hand gestures, and a strange talisman flew out. "Quick!" She muttered something, and the Qiushui Sword lightly touched the talisman.
The talisman immediately turned into a ball of light and flew towards a place in Wanzang Mountain. "This ten thousand year old stone milk cave is recorded in a secret book of my master. When the Linlang blessed land was opened a thousand years ago, an elder accidentally broke into it, but he could not get the crystal divine light, so he could only return empty-handed and died in depression..." "After many twists and turns in the sect, we found a secret technique of 'Mirror Light Jue', which just restrained the 'Crystal Divine Light Restriction', but five hundred years ago, the sect was weak and could not even get a quota to enter..." Song Ningjing signaled Fang Xing to track this guide talisman while introducing it to everyone: "When I condense the sword pill, I happened to encounter this rare opportunity to open the Linlang blessed land, so I wanted to come in and take a look..." "Since this thing is left by Sister Song's master, I won't share it." Madam Dierui said with a smile. The sisters of the Meng family looked at each other: "We sisters are only here for the 'Nine Fierce Dragon Capturing Grass' this time. As long as Brother Song doesn't take this thing, we have no objection." They can see that Fang Xing values this thing very much, and with this statement, it is natural. "It's here." Song Ningjing saw the ball of light from the talisman approaching the core of Wanzang Mountain, and her face was filled with anxiety. Fortunately, the ball of light from the guiding talisman only flickered a few times at the edge of the core area and then sank into the ground. "Go!" Fang Xing pinched a spell, and a layer of earth-yellow light enveloped the entire flying car, making it fall on the ground just like falling into the water, and instantly sank into it... "Feng Daoyou, you are good at earth escape." Madam Dierui's eyes lit up, and she looked at Fang Xing with a charming look as if she was about to come out of the water. Although the earth escape technique is just an ordinary escape technique, it is not something that can be cultivated to this level overnight. "Nothing else, just practice..." Fang Xing replied calmly. In fact, he had only learned the earth escape technique and other spells. However, with the support of Yuanying's magic power, it immediately had a good effect, which was a model of great strength and brick flying. After going a hundred feet deep underground, the flying car's eyes lit up and a huge stalactite cave appeared. Above the ground, the strange stone pillars seemed to be formed by the solidification of flowing magma, and there were many stalactites hanging down from the top of the cave. Some of them even emitted colorful luster, and the scenery was very dreamy and blurred. "It's hard for Sister Song's senior master to find such a secret place." Madam Dierui looked at an inconspicuous stalactite pillar next to her, her eyes lit up, and suddenly she pinched a spell. The pink spiritual light sank into the stalactite pillar, and soon brought out a few drops of milky sweet liquid. "Thousand-year-old stalactite?!" Meng Xingyu was a little absent-minded: "There are indeed many natural treasures in this Linlang blessed land... Even the thousand-year-old stalactite associated with the periphery is worth a lot of spiritual stones, right?" This kind of 'thousand-year-old stalactite' is a good thing to restore mana for Jindan cultivators, and it does not have any elixir poison.
Before the sisters came to the blessed land, they tried every means to prepare a small half bottle. Look at the thousands of stone pillars here. Even Meng Xingtong began to consider staying as a miner for a few days. They just didn't have any idea about the ten thousand year old stalactites, but if Feng Shangren didn't like these thousand year old stalactites, they were still very pleasing to the eye. "This place is extremely hidden. My senior master accidentally entered this place in order to catch a burrowing beast with a trace of 'Zhenshui worm' bloodline..." When Song Ningjing came to the center of the cave, he saw a sky-blue stalactite. It was full of colorful light, thick and large, located in the center of the cave, like a king. But around this sky-blue stalactite, there was another layer of translucent restriction. It was like a thick layer of solid ice, up to two or three meters thick, covering the surroundings tightly. "It is indeed the Jingyuan Shenguang restriction... It can condense the divine light into crystals. Even if the Yuanying old monster attacks, it may be able to hold on for a long time..." Meng Xingtong looked at the restriction and murmured. "Have you ever tried to fly?" Madam Dierui murmured, and then smiled bitterly: "The restrictions of the ancient cultivators cannot have such a flaw... If it was so simple, this 'Ten Thousand Years of Stone Milk' would have been taken away long ago." "Fellow Daoist Song, it's up to you." Fang Xing decided to go with the technical flow first. If the cracking speed is too slow, he will go with the violent cracking flow. "Please protect me, fellow Daoists." Song Ningjing sat cross-legged, with the Autumn Water Sword placed horizontally on her knees, her hands clasped together, and she chanted a series of strange spells. In front of her, a mirror phantom appeared. This mirror was just gray, but a ray of light shone out and fell on the Jingyuan Shenguang restriction. It's strange to say that the Jingyuan Shenguang, which can resist most attacks in the world of cultivation, was defeated by this mirror light, and the crystal-like restriction body was illuminated by the light. The countless crystals of divine light immediately melted at a slow and steady speed, just like winter snow meeting the sun... Fang Xing swept his divine sense over them and silently estimated: 'This cracking speed is a little faster than my brute force... As expected, everyone has their own specialties, or... As expected of the world of immortal cultivation, with countless extraordinary skills, and especially good at one thing over another? ' 'Hmm? ' His divine sense suddenly swept in another direction, and his brows slightly frowned: "It seems that a cultivator is coming..." "What?" Hearing this, the Meng sisters immediately offered a layer of star gauze to protect the five people inside. Madam Dierui smiled, but she had a huge axe in her hand. This woman's magic weapon is somewhat inconsistent with her body size. Fang Xing was surprised when he saw it for the first time. Just when the three women offered their magic weapons, a sly-looking yellow-skinned mouse suddenly dug up the soil and drilled out from the other end of the cave. "Haha, it's worth it that we sold everything we had before coming to the blessed land to upgrade you, the 'treasure-hunting rat', to the third level... As expected, we found a big treasure as soon as we arrived."
Accompanied by rough laughter, three figures walked out of the cave one after another. Seeing Fang Xing and the other four, they were also stunned. "Magic cultivators!" The Meng sisters looked at the marks on the three people and their faces turned pale. The three Jindan cultivators were all in the middle stage of Jindan. They were wearing colorful robes with the five poison marks on them. They were obviously from the great magic sect - Wan Gu Village! The monks of Wan Gu Village were famous for using poison and controlling various poisonous insects and poisonous poisons. They were famous even in the magic sect. "Oh? There are four more girls!" The leader's spiritual sense swept and saw Song Ningjing, a hint of joy appeared on his face: "You also sent someone to break the ban, haha... Kill the man and capture the woman alive." "Ahem!" Fang Xing coughed: "Although most demon cultivators are prone to go astray and lose their brains... But I am a cultivator in the late Jindan stage." "So what if it's the late Jindan stage?" The first boss who spoke shouted in a deep voice: "Second brother, third brother!" The second and third brothers immediately put their arms on the shoulders of the boss, causing his magic power to surge all the way, and in a blink of an eye, he broke through the late Jindan stage. "It's the 'Three Evils of the Hua Family' from Wan Gu Village!" Madam Dierui seemed to have thought of something: "These three people joined forces and had a record of killing a late Jindan cultivator..." "It's too late to recognize your Grandpa Hua now... The young lady is pretty." The Hua family boss smiled grimly and waved his hand. A huge black tripod emerged with cloud patterns on it. It was obviously an incredible magic weapon. At the same time, the treasure-hunting rat also screamed strangely and condensed thick yellow earth thorns, which fell like a rain of flowers. "So that's it, Brother Song, you don't have to do anything. Let me handle everything." Fang Xing waved his hand casually, and a light curtain emerged. Both the giant tripod and the earth thorns were blocked outside the light curtain. He turned around and flicked his finger. A sword energy emerged and cut a strange double-tailed centipede in half. This centipede had already touched the backs of several people and was about to attack, but now it could only fall to the ground, without any breath. "What magic weapon, spiritual pet... are just a cover to attract attention. Your real trump card... should be this third-grade top-grade poisonous insect?" "It seems that the arrogance at the beginning was also intentional... This acting is a bit deliberate, and you need to practice more." He put his hands behind his back and said with a smile. "Boss, this idea is difficult..." The second brother of the Hua family called back the treasure-hunting mouse, ordered its demon body to expand, and blocked the three brothers, with a solemn face. The three brothers relied on this set of combined attack techniques, and at most they could fight against a cultivator in the late Jindan stage without losing. The real trump card is the 'double-tailed golden centipede'. This poisonous insect is their trump card, and they even killed a cultivator in the late Jindan stage with it.
This poisonous insect is best at hiding its tracks. It is difficult for the consciousness of ordinary late Jindan cultivators to detect it. It is also good at biting through various protective magic shields. Its poison is even more fierce, even the third-level body cultivators can hardly resist it. But unexpectedly, this killer was cut off by a sword! "Of course I know it will prick my hand, no, it won't prick my hand, it will prick my head..." "Even our 'son of poisonous gods' may not be able to kill the double-tailed golden centipede with one blow." The forehead of the Hua family boss was covered with cold sweat, and suddenly he smiled heroically: "Since this place has been occupied, we can't take away what others want. Let's go!" He waved his hand and wanted to leave. But the next moment, a sword light slashed by. This sword light was incredibly fast, and the third-level demon body of the treasure-hunting rat could not block it at all, and it directly broke a big hole. After the big hole, the protective light shield of the Hua family boss was instantly broken, revealing a little blood on his forehead. "Boss!" The second and third sons of the Hua family exclaimed, their faces full of ruthlessness, but their bodies retreated honestly, not even caring about their pets. "Can you get away?" Fang Xing sighed, took a step forward, as if shrinking the earth into an inch, passed the treasure-hunting rat, and entered the cave. In a few breaths, he held the second son of the Hua family in his hand and slowly walked back to the cave. Seeing this scene, the Meng sisters and Madam Dierui couldn't help but lose their minds. Are these really the three evil men of the Hua family? Why do they feel worse than the three foundation-building cultivators? "You... are really Feng Shangren?" Madam Dierui's face was full of disbelief. "Whether I am, shouldn't you know best?" Fang Xing laughed dumbly and explained casually: "To be honest... what I condensed at the beginning was the Immortal Golden Pill!" As soon as this was said, the Meng sisters immediately believed it. Only a great cultivator in the late Golden Pill stage could easily defeat the three mid-stage Jindan cultivators! "This second son of the Hua family?" Meng Xingyu looked at Fang Xing and suddenly thought of something. "Yes, this third-level treasure-hunting rat is very rare. It is quite useful in the blessed land." Fang Xing put his hand on the second son of the Hua family's forehead and began to search his soul.
To control a spirit pet, one must either refine a 'pet beast life card'. As long as the life card is in hand, the spirit pet can be tortured and made to submit. This is more convenient. As long as the life card is in hand, the control can be transferred. The second kind of signing a blood contract is more troublesome. Often, when the cultivator dies, the spirit pet must be buried with him. There is no room for negotiation! Fang Xing searched his soul and found that the second son of the Hua family used the first life card. He immediately slapped him to death with one palm, and took the other's storage bag and got a khaki token. In the token, there is also a lifelike phantom of a yellow-haired rat. "Okay, I know you are not dead. Now that the fate card is in my hand, you must listen to my orders. Do you understand?" He moved his magic power and immediately sacrificed the fate card of the treasure-hunting rat and shouted to the lying rat. The treasure-hunting rat immediately turned over and climbed up, ignoring the big hole on its body that was still bleeding, and raised its claws repeatedly, as if clasping its hands together, with a flattering look in its small eyes. "Sister, this treasure-hunting rat is so spineless..." Meng Xingyu was a little sour. This is a third-level monster. If it becomes a clan-guarding spirit beast, it will be enough to suppress the fate of the Jindan family for hundreds of years. "The monster pet controlled by the fate card is more likely to repeat..." Meng Xingtong nodded, then looked at the flattering treasure-hunting rat, and was a little speechless: "But in this blessed land, it is indeed a great help."