"Yes, in fact, I am the descendant of Yinglong and have Yinglong's bloodline." Fang Xing nodded. The old white ape looked up and down and muttered: "It still doesn't look like...more like a skink..." "Go away... I saved your life this time, remember to at least give me back ten jars of Baiguo Zong." Fang Xing grabbed the white ape and used the escape technique. "Oh... it's easy to talk about... Anyway, Xiao Huang is captured, and there will be less demons to drink in the future..." The white ape sighed, with an extremely anthropomorphic look of loneliness. Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh in his heart. … When he deliberately hid, not to mention these ordinary outer disciples of the Seven Kills Demon Palace, even the elders of the Yuanshen Realm might not be able to find out the clues.
However, Fang Xing still deliberately went out a few times to provoke some outer disciples, and then peek into their hearts while doing so. This also let the disciples of the Seven Kill Demon Palace know that there was a peak monster in the Ten Thousand Monster Realm, which was a mutant skink and was very difficult to deal with. What's more important is that he is extremely bullying and afraid of the strong. He only dares to cause trouble for monks at the eighth level of the mortal realm, and will never face the masters of the ninth level of the mortal realm... "Damn black four-legged snake...I won't let him go." "You can actually fight me with hundreds of moves. That monster that calls itself the black dragon is really powerful..." "Haha, you're a frog in a well, don't you know what you look like? How dare you shamelessly call yourself a dragon..." "Don't mention it...there are all kinds of monsters in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. Although I don't know what kind of hybrid the black dragon is, maybe my ancestor really has a trace of Yinglong blood. Otherwise, how can he cultivate to the peak of the Great Demon?" … Fang Xing didn't bother to pay attention to these rumors. He just focused on fighting and digging for gold from the divergent thoughts of these disciples. "The Seven Kills Demon Palace is a force established by the 'Seven Kills Taoist'. It is very prominent... and has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years!" "And the 'Seven Kills Taoist' is still alive today. He is the master of the Seven Kills Demon Palace and is a powerful person in the 'Celestial Immortal Realm'!" "The way to practice is to absorb the energy of heaven and earth into the body, and continue to move up along the ninth level of the mortal realm and the ninth level of the Yuanshen realm. You can live for ten thousand years in the Yuanshen realm. Above the Yuanshen realm, you will reach the fairyland! If you are a demon clan, then It’s the ‘Sky Demon Realm’!” The more he understood this, the more serious Fang Xing's heart became. A monk in the Yuan Shen Realm is at least as good as a transformed god. Could the so-called 'celestial immortal' power be comparable to the 'true immortal' rumored in the world of immortality? "Thinking about it this way, it's very possible! The most important thing for a monk in this world, besides skills, weapons, and secret treasures... is the 'enlightenment of the Tao'!" The so-called ‘enlightenment of the Tao’ is actually ‘enlightenment of the law’, which is the same thing, just with different names. "However, these outer disciples all have average Tao understanding. In my opinion, they are all at the 'beginner' to 'proficient' level." Fang Xing thought again of the woman in red who had accepted Xiao Huang he had seen before.
This woman was probably the strongest he had ever seen, and based on the subconscious mind of other disciples, he thought she could challenge the position of core true disciple. But in terms of Tao understanding, I am afraid that it is the 'proficient' stage, which is at most deeper than other disciples. At the third stage, there is no one who can condense the heart of law! 'That's right... If the understanding of the law can reach the third stage of 'mastery', you can activate the vitality of heaven and earth to imbue your body with a single thought, and be promoted to the Yuanshen realm... In the Seven Kills Demon Palace, the Yuanshen realm monks are all elders. The disciple's status is still high... who would bother to take part in some inner disciple assessment...' While thinking, Fang Xing was stopped by two outer disciples again. Both of them were dressed in black robes, one of them had a pale face, almost transparent, and looked very penetrating. The other one, with a blood mark between his eyebrows, shouted: "Black Dragon... today is the day you die!" He roared angrily and slashed with his sword. The shadow of the knife is continuous, like a ball of flame, erupting fiercely. ‘With the eighth level of cultivation in the mortal realm and the entry-level understanding of the Law of Fire, how dare he? ’ Fang Xing complained in his mind and stretched out his claws. This claw is different from before. It seems to be incomparable with the space, and its power has increased a lot. "No... Junior Brother Song, this black dragon has fought with us many times, so it has naturally entered the gate of Tao enlightenment!" The man with an almost transparent face exclaimed, but a strange color flashed across his eyes. Fang Xing extinguished the flames with one claw, and Wan Xin Secret Technique instantly gathered a secret thought: [My ultimate move...the treasure of the soul, explode! 】 "Um?" As soon as his heart moved, he saw the sword in the hand of Junior Brother Song, who had blood marks on his eyebrows, change. On the pitch-black blade, streaks of red flames appeared. The previously scattered sword light condensed, became even hotter and exploded... "Treasure of the Soul?!" "A treasure refined by Yuanshen realm monks? It seems that some laws and powers are engraved on it..." Fang Xing's heart moved, and he pretended to be defeated and flew back. As he retreated, his wings rippled like water patterns in the space, and his movement skills suddenly increased to an incredible level. Then. He turned in a circle and came to the back of the bloodstained man, flicking his tail fiercely. puff! Junior Brother Song's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he hit a mountain hard. "The Way of the Void...this evil beast has actually entered the Way of the Void?"
Even the man with a transparent face was full of disbelief at this time: "The Way of Void is a superior principle. I heard that Senior Sister Ning caught a pet with the blood of a toad, which is naturally suitable for the "Way of Poison". I didn't expect that this black dragon is even more powerful... Although the blood is mixed, its comprehension is amazing!" Comprehension! This kind of talent is hard to explain... Maybe any beggar has a better comprehension than a certain cultivator. But if you don't reach a certain level, it's useless. Without resources, you will starve to death! "The demon race is like a wild beast, living in the world, so it is easier to comprehend the world?" "Isn't it said that my human race is the most intelligent of all things and is better at comprehending the principles of the Tao?" The man with a transparent face was shocked, and his eyes looking at Fang Xing and the Yuanshen treasure sword were full of greed. Then, a transparent long sword that seemed to be forged from ice appeared in his hand, and streams of water appeared in the void. Suddenly, the streams of water covered an area of dozens of miles: "Junior Brother Song, I'll help you!" "Let's fight!" Junior Brother Song held a long sword, and a trace of red light appeared on the blade, which was the power of the fire rule! This was not his perception, but it was directly stimulated with the help of the array pattern on the Yuanshen Treasure! 'A Yuanshen Treasure has this performance... It reminds me of the Wusheng Mecha...' 'Of course, in addition to the additional law perception, the Wusheng Mecha also provides basic combat power... But this war sword obviously does not have it... The power is still inferior. ' 'And that senior brother... It's obvious that he wants to catch me as a pet, and he also covets the Yuanshen Treasure in the hands of the junior brother...' Fang Xing's figure flashed, as if he merged into the void, with an amazing speed, and narrowly avoided the slash of the red sword light. Then, he flapped his wings and hit the streams of water that looked like cages. [First limit the venue, wait until they are both injured, then just in time to attack...] A secret thought emerged. "Hehe, I won't play with you anymore." Fang Xing directly smashed the water, like a black meteor, disappearing in the distant sky. "This..." Junior Brother Song chased out and saw this scene, and couldn't help sighing: "What a pity, this black dragon is also very powerful. If you catch it and give it to Xiaozhong as a pet, it must be good..." "Haha, Junior Brother Song is really a good brother... Are you okay? Come on, I have healing pills here." The man with an almost transparent face stepped forward with concern and handed over a bottle of pills. "Thank you, senior brother." Junior Brother Song took it, and his palm suddenly seemed to be burned. He looked up suddenly and looked at his senior brother with a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "You..." Swish! The sword light flashed and directly sank into Junior Brother Song's throat.
Snap! The jade bottle fell to the ground and turned into a jasper scorpion. "Haha... Junior brother, I will accept this treasure of the soul on you." Senior brother in black smiled grimly: "Don't blame me..." He moved his long sword, and Junior brother Song's head flew up, no longer alive: "Junior brother Song... you were killed by the black dragon, and I will definitely avenge you." Just as the man in black stepped forward and prepared to pick up the sword of the treasure of the soul. Suddenly! The wind whistled! A black shadow flashed by, and its huge claws grabbed the sword, and then it vibrated its wings, drawing a beautiful arc in the void, avoiding the sword lights, and disappeared without a trace. "Black dragon? Black dragon! Ahhh!!!" Senior brother in black had bloodshot eyes and roared to the sky in anger. … "How can you not give me benefits if you let me take the blame?" "The treasure of the Yuanshen? Take it back and study it..." After Fang Xing left the battlefield, his body shrank instantly, and he grabbed the black sword and went into the ground. In a cave. The white ape's ears moved, and he immediately became alert and grabbed the iron rod beside him. Seeing Fang Xing coming in, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Black Dragon... Where did you pick up the demon's things?" "I robbed it." Fang Xing came to the side and lay on the ground, and his mental power penetrated into the sword inch by inch. "It's not good to pick up the things of the demons outside the domain... It's easy to get into trouble. You... Alas... Don't listen to the old ape, and you'll suffer in front of you." The old white ape shook his head for a while, and seeing that Fang Xing didn't react, he could only lie down depressed, took out a yellow gourd, and gulped down the wine. Life underground is very boring, so you have to find some fun. On the other side, Fang Xing's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, the treasure of the soul, first of all, the material is very good, I have never seen it, but it can carry the power of rules, naturally extraordinary..." "There are two secret patterns in this sword... The first secret pattern is very simple, only the seventh level of the mortal realm strength, plus the introduction of the law of fire can be activated, stimulate the power of the flame rule... nothing can be cut!" "As for the second secret pattern... that person has no way to activate it. At least the ninth level of the mortal realm cultivation, the proficient level of the law of fire perception... or even the second stage of the perfect law of fire perception..."