"Have all the monsters in this Yuan Demon Sea escaped?" Taibai Sword Immortal was furious. Even more angry than him were the Peng Mo Zhenjun and others who were trapped in the group of monsters in front of them. "Damn it... why are we so unlucky in this time? When we first entered the Yuan Demon Sea, we bumped into a fourth-level high-grade monster?" The voluptuous female cultivator in red who was with Lord Peng Mo cursed. There was also a trace of confusion on the face of True Lord Peng Mo. They used the magic talisman, which went smoothly at first. They did not disturb any groups of monsters, and then they went deep into the Yuan Demon Sea. Then, a fourth-level high-grade monster came to the door. After a fierce battle, the owner of Peng Mo Island and several of his companions tried their best to fight and retreat. They finally managed to escape, but one of their comrades had already died. As a result, when we got here, we ran into a group of monsters again.
'Something's wrong...' The owner of the Peng Mo Island finally came to his senses: "There is something wrong with the demonic talisman! Damn the Lord Tianfu! When the owner of this island escapes from the dead and falls into the underworld, we will fight him to the death! Huh? Someone is coming?" He was overjoyed. This group of 'magic electric gills' is too terrifying, and more importantly, they are in groups, even if the Great True Lord encounters them, he will have a headache. He was not even sure of escaping unscathed. What can come at this time are all variables! Variables in desperate situations may be life! … "What a huge group of magic electric gills." On the flying boat, Fang Xing's consciousness turned and he figured it out: "We can't get around it... The speed of our flying boat makes it difficult to get around the group of magic electric gills while escaping the pursuit from behind." "I'm going to take action, but if I do this, my identity will be exposed, and it won't be easy to move forward." Taibai Sword Immortal spoke. "That's all, let me do it." Fang Xing stood on the bow. "Although the Golden Sword lineage has been away for many years, there are also many sword cultivators in the Yuanshen Sword Sect who practice the "Great Freedom Mysterious Golden Sword Codex". Isn't your move the same as mine?" Taibai Sword Immortal showed a hint of doubt. "It's different. My second Nascent Soul is not one who practices swordsmanship." Fang Xing smiled slightly. They have all decided to seize the opportunity of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, which means they will definitely fight against the strong men from all sides. Of course he won't hide anything anymore.
Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure emerged, causing Taibai Sword Immortal to take a few steps back, and Huo Long Zhenren to be so frightened that he almost fainted. "Later stage of Nascent Soul?" "The cultivation level of your second Nascent Soul actually exceeds that of this deity? How is this possible?" Taibai Sword Immortal's face was full of surprise. It is precisely because he has seen so much that he is so horrified! A flash of light flashed above Fang Xing's head, and a blue-black Wanfa ghost baby emerged. It held a 'Qingyang Magic Lamp' in its hand, and blew gently behind it with its small mouth. Whoops! The purple-green divine flame roared out, and the eighteen purple-green fire dragons opened their teeth and claws, fused with each other, and turned into two purple-green fire dragons. One is grabbing at Master Jin Lian, and the other is rushing towards the dark magic cloud that is several acres in size. Stab! When the purple-green flames encountered demonic energy, they exploded like boiling oil meeting cold water. Pieces of magic clouds collapsed, revealing part of the true appearance of the fourth-level high-grade monsters. They were thick, dark, and mucus-covered octopus tentacles. On the tentacles, there are many suckers that spurt out highly toxic juice. "Amitabha." Master Golden Lotus also did not dare to neglect when facing the purple and green fire dragon. The golden lotus bloomed under his feet and turned into an immovable golden lotus, struggling to withstand the sea of purple and green fire. Even so, he was stuck in place and found it difficult to move forward. "good." "After being promoted to the late stage of Nascent Soul, the power of the purple-green divine flame has indeed increased greatly...after all, it has absorbed many spiritual flames such as Nanming Lihuo." "It's a pity... that the Qingyang Magic Lantern is of a slightly lower grade." "If you have a fifth-level magic lantern, maybe you can try to refine the 'Eternal Flame' into it?" Fang Xing thought to himself. Nanming Lihuo is not even the most powerful fire in his hand, the silver Myriad Transformation Spiritual Flame in the Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron is! If the Ten Thousand Transformations Spiritual Flame can also be used as fire and added to the 'Purple Blue Divine Fire', its power will definitely be even more terrifying. Unfortunately, he tried several times and could not shake the silver flame at all. "The Great True Lord of the late Nascent Soul?" In the group of magic electric gills in front, the big roc dharma image above the head of True Monarch Peng Demon appeared, struggling to hold on among the many magic thunders.
Suddenly, he saw Fang Xing showing off his power, and his eyes couldn't help but bulge. His eyesight was very good, and he could see clearly that it was the 'Mingkun Island Master' who took action! "Island Master Mingkun is actually in the late Nascent Soul stage? Could it be that I really didn't sense it wrong last time?" "No wonder you don't want to team up with me. Da Zhenjun naturally has a better circle and friends..." The owner of Peng Mo Island laughed at himself, with endless bitterness in his smile. Fang Xing was too lazy to care about the mood of Peng Mo Island Master. After slightly blocking the combat power of the two great true monarchs behind him, he used one hand to draw a strange feather fan into his hand. It is the fourth-grade high-grade Yun Yi Feng Feather Fan! ‘Actually, I also have a fourth-level high-grade refined corpse hidden in my pocket. Unfortunately, it belongs to the Great True Monarch Yuxue... It is easy to expose the identity of the remnant of the Sword Sect. ’ He complained in his mind that Yun Ying's late stage mana was injected into Yun Yifeng's feather fan. Chirp! Infinite feathers fell down, and the sky and earth suddenly turned white. Then, amid a high-pitched phoenix cry, the silhouette of a terrifying giant bird with wings spread over a hundred feet appeared. It looked arrogant, like the legendary spiritual bird 'White Phoenix', with extremely long tail feathers, and with a biting coldness, it flew into the thundercloud composed of magic electric gills in front of it. Click! Click! It's freezing cold and the dripping water turns into ice. The magic electric gills were frozen into popsicles and smashed onto the equally frozen sea surface, directly shattering into countless blood-colored ice cubes. The body of the Warcraft is obviously not so fragile. This is a sign that all vitality has been frozen and the body has long since died and decayed... "Walk!" In the late stage of Nascent Soul, the Great True Lord used a fourth-level high-grade spiritual treasure to directly blast a gap in the siege of the monster group. Not only Fang Xing and Taibai Sword Immortal, but also the owner of Peng Mo Island and another Jurchen Lord also seized the opportunity and used secret techniques to break out. Phew! Several streams of light rushed out of the group of monsters. Fang Xing looked back with his consciousness and saw that Master Golden Lotus had unfortunately become the new target of the magic electric gill group and was besieged by the group of monsters and the fourth-level high-grade octopus monster behind him. ‘You deserve it for trying to divert trouble to others! ’ After flying thousands of miles in a row, True Lord Peng Mo stepped forward and said, "Master Mingkun, thank you very much for your rescue. I will bear this in mind for your great kindness. This is 'True Lord Yao Chi'..." The charming woman's eyes almost watered out: "Master Mingkun, my little sister's magic power is almost exhausted. I wonder if I can borrow a treasure boat to rest for a while?" "cannot."
Fang Xing simply refused and walked away regardless of True Lord Yao Chi's ugly face. … Throughout the Yuan Demon Sea, there were monks showing off their magical powers and passing through many demonic beasts to intercept them. At this time, as time passed, the seven magic stars in the sky of the Hanhai Immortal Realm shone brighter and brighter. The center of the Yuan Demon Sea. Under the sea, a white light shone, displacing a large amount of sea water. In the unknown depth of the ocean floor, the ground dried up and a ruin emerged. Above the sky, a ball of white light is like the sun, protecting everything. This ruins is huge, with endless palaces, sudden peaks, and elixir gardens... There are also rock walls full of broken swords and towering cloud towers. It is the mountain gate of Yuanshen Sword Sect! In the deepest part of the mountain gate, there is a simple stone palace. Everything was quiet, and there was a thick layer of dust on the ground. No one had been here for an unknown period of time. On a bluestone bed, a middle-aged man lay. His eyebrows slant into his temples, his facial features are distinct, and his spirit is full. When he was young, he must have been a rare handsome man in the world of immortality. What is even more unforgettable is his sharp temperament. suddenly! A wisp of evil energy invaded the stone palace, causing the handsome middle-aged man to open his eyes: "It's been a thousand years... the seven demons have charged... my time is running out..." As soon as he thought about it, the ruins in the Yuanshen Sword Sect could be clearly seen. Even the movements of the major Warcraft groups in the Yuan Demon Sea, the fourth-level high-grade Warcraft King... and even the figures of many immortal cultivators and the actions of the God-Transforming Lord... all flashed in his eyes. At the end, the handsome middle-aged man turned his attention to the deepest part of Yuanshen Sword Sect, a small hidden world. Within the small world, spiritual energy gathered like a lake, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants were planted around it. In the center of the Lingqi Lake, there is an island in the middle of the lake. The island was bare and dead, in stark contrast to the life around the lake. In the middle of the island in the middle of the lake, there is a stone platform. On the stone platform is an ancient bronze giant tripod! This cauldron is simple and vast...with an inexplicable charm. There is also a group of silvery paste-like objects in the cauldron that is slowly condensing. The handsome middle-aged man just glanced at the tripod position.
In the center of the stone platform, there is a huge 'crystal'! This crystal seemed to be naturally embedded in the stone platform, suppressed by the three legs of the giant bronze cauldron. In the middle of the crystal, there is a vague black shadow, which is barely human-shaped, but covered with purple-black scales. There is also an ancient flying sword stuck in his chest! suddenly! The black shadow opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of red light. "Did you sense an opportunity to break through the seal? Unfortunately... you have no chance." The handsome middle-aged man murmured and waved his hand. Five pictures suddenly appeared in front of him, three of which were focused on a spiritual boat. "We have all the five major Black Iron Sword Orders in our sect... It's a pity that there are only four successors." The handsome middle-aged man glanced at Gong Feiyun and stopped paying attention. He looked at the 'Meng Lao Mo' in Wuji Hall with undisguised disgust on his face: "I will never give this sect's legacy to anyone. Demonic cultivator!” He stretched out his hand as if strumming the strings. In an instant, the white light that enveloped the Yuan Shen Sword Sect's mountain gate suddenly became brighter, and then expanded a thousand times faster, enveloping the entire Yuan Demon Sea... When the white light dissipated, some monks had disappeared. … "Um?" Fang Xing saw the white light flashing, and he felt as if he was riding in a teleportation array. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he found that Huolong Zhenren had no power to resist, while Taibai Sword Immortal had a look of surprise on his face, but did not resist. The world is spinning. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in a simple stone palace. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, and sitting on a blue stone bed in front of him was a handsome middle-aged man. The aura on his body was vague, not like a living person! "The Killing Sword lineage, Feng Taibai, pays homage to the formation spirit senior!" Taibai Sword Immortal has already bowed down. "Wanmiao First Line Fire Dragon, pay homage to the formation spirit senior!" Huolong Zhenren was startled, and his face also showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly bowed. "Flying Immortal Clan, Gong Feiyun, greets Master Zhenling." In the stone hall, in addition to Fang Xing and the other two, there was a fourth person.
He was dressed in white and had a handsome face, just like a banished immortal, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul. "Golden Sword Clan, Fang Xing, greets Master Zhenling." Fang Xing casually bowed, and saw Taibai Sword Immortal stand up and glared at Gong Feiyun: "Your lineage betrayed the Yuanshen Sword Sect and broke out of the sect a long time ago, and you dare to come here?" Gong Feiyun pursed his lips and said nothing more. Fang Xing glanced at this person, and then studied Zhenling with interest: 'Is this... artificial intelligence for cultivation technology? It seems that he has a lot of emotions. ’ Little did he know that Gong Feiyun was feeling anxious at this moment: ‘As expected of a quasi-sixth-level formation, it actually forcibly moved me away under the care of Yu Tianzun… However, Yu Tianzun seemed to have anticipated this and gave me the Black Iron Sword Order. ’ “What is the Sword Sect?” The handsome young man laughed: “The Yuanshen Sword Sect has long been destroyed. In my opinion, as long as you practice the sword canon of our sect and hold the Xuantie Sword Order, you are the descendant of the Sword Sect... As for those demon cultivators who want to use the sword order to plunder, kill them one by one!” “Okay…” He didn’t seem to care about this little thing. He looked at Fang Xing and the other four: “Originally, as the only surviving senior of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, I should be more reserved and watch you juniors break through the barriers with difficulty and come to me with great difficulty... But I was too lazy to make any trouble, so I just moved you here directly, saving you a lot of time. I believe you won’t blame me. If anyone doesn’t want to, just say so, and this old ancestor will send you out!” “Of course I am willing.” Fang Xing and the other four quickly expressed their feelings. If there is a shortcut, don’t take it, take the initiative to go outside and endure the attacks of many forbidden formations, and break in from the outside. Isn’t that stupid? ‘This formation spirit has a very naughty personality. I don’t know which senior’s personality it inherited? ’ Fang Xing complained in his heart: ‘However, the coverage of this quasi-sixth-level formation is really scary. I’m afraid that after expansion, it can cover the entire Yuan Mo Sea? ’ As a senior formation spirit, it is actually reasonable to think that he is the ancestor of the Yuan Shen Sword Sect. In many sects, if the ancestor raises a spirit beast, then the spirit beast is the ‘second ancestor’. The age of this formation spirit may be older than the God Transformation Venerable. “Okay, I know what you want... Lianxu Sword Scripture, God Transformation Opportunity, Sect Treasure, Pill Secret Technique...” The handsome middle-aged man glanced around, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “All these are available! But whether you can take them away depends on your strength and talent.” As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall changed subtly. Taibai Sword Immortal swept his eyes and ignored Fire Dragon Immortal, looking at Fang Xing: ‘Although Ming Kun has a second Nascent Soul in the late Nascent Soul stage, if the Sword Sect is tested in terms of sword heart and swordsmanship… his talent in swordsmanship is far inferior to mine. There is only one great enemy, and that is Gong Feiyun! ’ Gong Feiyun’s expression was stern, and he distanced himself from Fang Xing and the other two, knowing that he had become the target of public criticism. However, as a great sword master in the late Nascent Soul stage, he asked himself that he was far superior to these three in terms of talent, cultivation, and sword heart. No, Fire Dragon Immortal was not an opponent, so he only needed to deal with two mid-Nascent Souls, and the chances of winning were very high! ‘It’s a test…’ Fang Xing touched his chin. This array spirit was actually inviting thieves in. After all, this place was the core of the array, and the few Nascent Souls naturally couldn’t make any noise, but if he summoned his own body to come, he would surely be able to directly destroy the array and give the array spirit a big ‘surprise’!