Deep inside the palace. After breaking the restriction with a simple and rough punch, Fang Xing saw a stone platform and something on it... "Magic weapon? A little too shabby, isn't it?" Fang Xing picked up the earth-yellow giant blade speechlessly: "No... it seems that it was once a spiritual treasure, but it was damaged for some reason and fell to the level of a magic weapon... Forget it, that's it." He put away the khaki giant blade and prepared to find a place to practice it again after going out. Even if you are a body-refining cultivator now, you cannot just pick up a magic weapon and use it. You have to refine it with your own magic power and then imprint it with yourself before you can initially explore some of the functions of the magic weapon. Just after walking out of the palace gate, Fang Xing suddenly sighed: "Is there anyone? It's just that my Sun Relic didn't warn me in advance. It's obviously a weakling." Whoosh! A figure that was originally hidden suddenly appeared, with two sharp claws tearing at Fang Xing. A bit of golden light flickered from Fang Xing's body, and then enveloped his whole body, making him look like a golden Arhat.
The sharp claws were filled with black energy, and when they grabbed onto the golden light, they made a sound like a bell, and were blown away. "Refining corpse?" At this time, Fang Xing also saw the 'thing' that attacked him. That was not a monk, but a zombie wearing golden armor and a green face and fangs! It was so huge that it hit the ruins, leaving a shallow depression. "Third-level high-grade corpse refining? No..." Fang Xing's whole body suddenly shook, and the golden elixir realm spread out. I saw a red golden sun rising slowly with him as the center, reflecting all the monsters and monsters. Under the golden sunlight, two more golden corpses appeared behind him. One of them is wearing golden armor and is quite decent, while the other one has bat-like flesh wings, like a golden flying yaksha. On the ground, four golden palms suddenly stretched out and grabbed his ankles. Then, another strange golden female corpse walked out of the void and punched Fang Xing in the chest. "roll!" He roared angrily, like a dragon and an elephant roaring. The sky-covering hand then came out. Bang! With one palm strike, the female golden corpse was sent flying away, but no damage was sustained. This is not only due to the opponent's third-level high-grade body refining, but also... "Array?"
Fang Xing could clearly feel that the force of his palm on the opponent was evenly divided into six parts. Boom! He paused on his toes, and his four palms were swung away. A deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and the ground opened, revealing one of the four-armed golden corpses. "Five third-level high-grade refined corpses?" "No, this refining technique... the Heaven-shaking Golden Corpse?" "It turns out to be the Small Wanxiang Impermanence Formation... the Wanxiang Demon Son of Wanxiang Sect?" Fang Xing sneered: "How could he know that I am here and specially arrange a formation to block the door? It seems that the two who died before were demon cultivators from the Wanxiang Sect..." Fang Xing was an old acquaintance with the Heaven-turning Golden Corpse and the Wanxiang Sect. After all, the pill-forming demonic cultivator wanted to capture him and refine him into a 'Heaven-shaking Golden Corpse'. Once he gathered eighteen Heaven-shaking Golden Corpses and set up the 'All Things Impermanent Array', even if the Nascent Soul Master was trapped, he would be trapped. It's going to be a huge headache. "Now that I know it's me, I still utter such arrogant words..." The surrounding environment changed, wind, rain, thunder and lightning appeared one after another. The four major celestial phenomena merged to form a face with a thin face and narrow eyebrows: "No matter how powerful you are, if you enter the impermanent array composed of my five golden corpses, you will only die." "Haha, what a big tone, it's just five golden corpses..." Fang Xing shook his head: "Let's talk about this when we gather the eighteen golden corpses to form the real All-Seeing Impermanence Formation. There are only five golden corpses now, which can be considered as a fourth-level Small All-Seeing Impermanence Formation at most..." Eighteen heaven-shaking golden corpses and a great array of all things impermanent! This is already considered the best thing in the Wanxiang Demon Sect. Fang Xing knew that the Wanxiang Demon Sect had been trying to gather the Eighteen Heaven-turning Golden Corpses to form a large formation to help strangle Chu Kuangtui. Unfortunately, it was too difficult to assemble and refine, and there was no success. By the time of the battle between good and evil, they had barely managed to gather ten. Even the last time the Wanxiang Sect Yuanying Old Demon fought against Chu Kuangtui, five golden corpses were beheaded. Now there are only five left, controlled by the Wanxiang Demon Son, forming a small Wanxiang Impermanence Formation, which can be brought into the blessed land and become a powerful trump card. With this formation in hand, he even felt that even if he encountered the 'Zhengqizi', he would be able to defeat him! Even if he only condensed half a step of golden elixir! Not every one of the Six Demonic Heroes has condensed the immortal golden elixir. Among the five disciples of the Righteous Path, Fu Hongyi was limited by his qualifications and was only of half-step golden elixir quality, but with his sharp swordsmanship, he was able to earn the title of 'Blood Sword Master'! "You know our sect quite well." The giant face composed of wind, rain, thunder and lightning was swallowed up by a whirlpool, and the true form of the Wanxiang Devil appeared: "Then you should know that now that all five of my heaven-shaking golden corpses have emerged, there is no more luck under the Nascent Soul!" Before he finished speaking, the golden corpses with sharp claws, golden armors, golden flying yakshas, four-armed golden corpses, and female golden corpses all appeared, occupying the five major directions, each making seals.
Strong wind, heavy rain, thunder, lightning... The movement of the celestial phenomena turned into layers of invisible giant force, falling on Fang Xing. Stab! Fang Xing's body is covered with red gold, like a golden Arhat, and his back is still as straight as a javelin. The invisible force collided with the golden light protecting the body, creating a series of sparks in the void. "Quasi-fourth-level body refining? No... I'm very close, but I'm still a little short." The eyes of Wanxiang Mozi changed. He looked at Fang Xing as if he saw some treasure: "After killing you, I will definitely refine you into a powerful golden corpse... With your physique, I have a hunch that it must be the strongest killer in my hand." "Idiot!" Fang Xing complained, and suddenly a stack of silver talismans appeared in his hand. Talismans were quickly activated, turning into streams of light, sinking into various parts of the formation, causing the originally smooth movement of the celestial phenomena to become stagnant. "Third-level forbidden-breaking talismans? There are so many?" Wanxiang Mozi didn't know that this was Fang Xing's inventory of killing people and stealing treasures along the way, no, it was a stock of chivalrous deeds. After all, his small Wanxiang Wuchang Formation was not a real fourth-level formation, and there was no support from the power of the earth veins. More than a dozen third-level forbidden-breaking talismans fell down, immediately interfering with the formation. Fang Xing moved his body, like a stream of light, and rushed straight towards Wanxiang Mozi. Wanxiang Mozi had no way to avoid it. If he dodged, Fang Xing might find an opportunity to break through the blockade of the formation directly! In the outside world, if the other party wanted to escape, there would be few opportunities to capture and refine them into golden corpses. At this time, as long as he persisted, the five golden corpses would naturally promote the subsequent changes in the formation. After the effect of those forbidden talismans passed, he still had the advantage! Therefore, Wanxiang Mozi slapped his storage bag, and a white bone shield emerged. The skull on it had green eyes and suddenly let out a wail. Countless white bones proliferated, and in an instant they formed a huge white bone wall. "Compared to a real late Jindan cultivator, you are still a little short... Are you a half-step Jindan cultivator?" "Because Wanxiang Sect cultivated another fake infant cultivator, the resources invested in you are insufficient?" Fang Xing smiled coldly, and a spiritual will suddenly rushed into Wanxiang Mozi's sea of consciousness. However, as the Nascent Soul Seed of the Demon Sect, Wanxiang Mozi has no obvious shortcomings. In his sea of consciousness, a series of emotional forces emerged and turned into a set of colorful armor, covering the entire sea of consciousness. It turned out to be a rare soul defense secret technique! Therefore, under Fang Xing's martial arts will, Wanxiang Mozi could still transmit his consciousness: "You are dead... I will extract your soul and inject it into the body of the refiner, and torture you in every way!"
'Is this... angry out of shame? Sure enough, the lung tube was stabbed. ' Fang Xing sneered in his heart, but his expression became serious. A late Jindan cultivator with a half-step Jindan is enough for him to test his latest martial arts achievements. In Fang Xing's body, the purple-veined Jindan slowly circulated, turning half of the mana into blood and qi again. The immortal and martial arts merged, indistinguishable from each other, and suddenly turned into one style: "The Immortal Martial Arts One Qi Great Handprint!" He shouted softly and pressed his right hand forward. A huge golden hand appeared out of thin air, forming a sun wheel seal and falling towards Wanxiang Mozi. Crack! With just a slight touch, the bone shield exploded instantly and turned into countless fragments. Then, the golden handprint fell down with a bang, hitting Wanxiang Mozi's true essence shield heavily, as if it was as easy as smashing a soap bubble. Boom! The golden hand grabbed Wanxiang Mozi and the hand kept shrinking inward. The terrifying martial arts will was mighty and powerful, and it also carried a powerful sealing force. In the end, Wanxiang Mozi could only watch the golden handprint close and crush him into a meat paste in the golden palm. Wanxiang Mozi - die! "He died so soon? It's even easier than Huo Moqing." Fang Xing nodded, then shook his head: "Sure enough... I'm still too strong, and this one of the six heroes of the magic way seems to be a fake... well, even worse than Huo Moqing." Huo Moqing is still an immortal golden elixir cultivator after all. Wanxiang Mozi was only a half-step Jindan cultivator. His biggest reliance was still the five golden corpses. But Fang Xing had amazing defense. He was not afraid of the five golden corpses besieging him, and he only focused on Wanxiang Mozi and chased him relentlessly. He was simply unethical! When Wanxiang Mozi died, the five golden corpses lost their master's control and became confused. He stood there blankly without making any next move. "Well, this Wanxiang Mozi is actually not bad. He has a third-level middle-grade body refining cultivation... Well, in fact, there is no need to crush him to death with one palm, which is a bit wasteful. He can also refine a golden corpse..." Fang Xing searched around and found a strange black storage bag on Wanxiang Mozi's waist. This is the 'corpse storage bag' of the magic way, which is specially used to store corpses, refined corpses, and zombies. In such a corpse storage bag, not only will the corpse not rot, but the low-level refined corpses will also be nourished to a certain extent.
And what Wanxiang Mozi has in his hand is naturally the best. Fang Xing figured out the ritual method after a brief exploration, and packed the five golden corpses together. "The Wanxiang Sect was really unlucky, and they met me..." "And the Tianjian Sect was lucky, the enemy's Nascent Soul seeds were cut off... This time the division of interests will definitely take more initiative, and the Wanxiang Demon Sect will not be able to recover for hundreds of years..." He walked forward leisurely, opened the storage bag of the Wanxiang Demon, and his eyes narrowed slightly with satisfaction: "Sure enough... It's too slow to find spiritual medicine by myself. The best way is to rob other Jindan cultivators... No, if I only go to the demon cultivators, wouldn't I become a demon slayer? Those righteous cultivators who show hostility to me can't be let go..." Only two updates today