Ancestor Huo looked at the small gray-white tower above Fang Xi's head, with a hint of covetousness in his eyes.
He recognized the Demon Locking Tower and knew that the one in Fang Xi's hands was definitely the best among the fourth levels. With a little training, there was great hope of being promoted to the fifth level in the future.
Moreover, this treasure can assist in crossing Taixu, which is exactly what a god-transformation monk like him who is preparing to ascend to the Ascension Platform urgently needs.
At this moment, Patriarch Huo felt countless void disturbances, which actually penetrated his body-protecting spirit shield, and extremely tiny flying needles seemed to ignore his armor and stomach and were about to go straight into his meridians and Dantian.
"Haha...it's a good little trick."
In an instant, the flames burning on Patriarch Fire's beard and hair expanded instantly, and his whole person seemed to turn into a ball of fire.
Since there is no flesh and blood body, there is naturally no room for the invisible needle to be used.
"Fire spirit body?"
Fang Xi's eyes narrowed and she recognized that this kind of spirit body was a perfect match for a monk practicing fire-attribute skills.
Being able to advance to the level of a god in an environment where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is scarce, naturally has extremely terrifying talents and opportunities.
Hoho!
Just as he was thinking, a roaring sound suddenly came from behind him. It was a giant two-headed fire dog that seemed to appear behind him instantly, opened its two bloody mouths, and bit down hard.
Fang Xi put her five fingers together and turned them into a punch.
boom.
One fire dog's head exploded instantly, and the other fire dog's head screamed sadly, and its huge body exploded, turning into fire ants, clinging to Fang Xi's protective aura.
The layer of Taiyi Qingmu divine light was broken in an instant, revealing the "Three Holy Beast Armors".
Under the protective mirror of the three-color armored stomach, a fifth-level black turtle emerged shaking its head and tail, looking up to the sky and roaring filial piety.
A layer of rich earth-yellow light spread out from the armor of the three holy beasts, and the fire ants dissipated instantly.
Fang Xi's roar of filial piety turned into a three-color stream of light, rushing towards Patriarch Fire, which was completely composed of flames, and punched out.
boom.
The void seemed to be squeezed, turning into a roaring cannonball, punching through Patriarch Fire's flame body.
The fire spirit power surged from heaven and earth. Ancestor Huo who used "Fire Spirit Body" was only slightly injured on his body, and then recovered quickly. Seeing this, Fang Xi stuffed a "Returning to Mysterious Time" into his mouth again.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
—The divine light of fire turned into a fire whip and fell hard on Fang Xi's shoulder.
The shoulder armor that the dragon had swallowed showed traces of cracks.
He was fearless, holding the "Demon Locking Tower" in his left hand, carrying a sliver of silver light, and struck the Fire Ancestor opposite him.
The two of them were instantly separated from each other, and their breaths were slightly uneven.
And beneath the two men's fight, the countless yellow sand deserts have long been transformed into a volcanic purgatory of flowing magma;
"You are proud of yourself, Qinghezi, for being able to fight me to such an extent."
Ancestor Huo sneered: "You caused me to use several great magical powers one after another, and my life span was reduced due to the backlash of my spiritual power. I will definitely die today."
In fact, he felt a little admired in his heart. To be able to fight with him, the god-transforming venerable, as a Nascent Soul, until now, was already astonishing and stunning.
The more this happened, the more Ancestor Huo dared not let Fang Xi go back alive.
What's more, now that both sides have used up all their cards, Ancestor Fire thinks he has the upper hand.
"This time, my vitality was really damaged. I have to take good care of myself when I go back."
Fang Xi covered her shoulders, with a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were extremely bright: "The fun hasn't begun yet."
"What a show..."
Ancestor Huo was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed and he covered his Dantian. In an instant, he exited the state of "Fire Spirit Body" and his face was full of astonishment: "How could it be at this time? I have obviously already..."
The secret method suppressed..."
"You were injured before. Even though you suppressed it with secret methods, there are still hidden dangers... Now that I have been fighting with you repeatedly, the old wounds have recurred." Fang Xi laughed.
In fact, this should be the result of "cutting the magical power" from the beginning.
He first cut away part of the Ancestor Huo's luck, then delayed the battle, and finally waited for this chance to make a comeback.
"die!"
Fang Xi snorted coldly, and glittering silk threads shot out from between her eyebrows.
At the same time, he beat his chest hard.
Tweet!
A celestial phoenix, a crocodile dragon, and a mysterious turtle emerged in the air, like entities in mid-air, and rushed towards Ancestor Fire.
"Hmm" Ancestor Huo reluctantly used his spiritual defense secret technique to resist Fang Xi's spiritual attack. The "Hot Fire Wheel" in his hand hit Tianfeng. After a crisp sound, he looked at the Hot Wheel in his hand in shock.
Seeing that there were already cracks all over his body, it suddenly shattered and turned into countless dark spots of light that dissipated...
Feeling the increasingly serious injuries in his body, Patriarch Fire felt a trace of regret in his heart: "If I had known this, I should have brought the Three Yang Holy Fire with me..."
If he carries this flame, not only can he increase the power of various flame magical powers by several points, but he can also cast another secret method to suppress the current injuries. Could it be that he really wants to let this kid go today?
A thought emerged in Patriarch Huo's mind.
But the next moment, he realized something was wrong: "External demons are messing with my Taoist heart?"
This was when Fang Xi attacked, and launched the "Devil's Song" again, arousing Patriarch Huo's mood.
Of course, it is basically useless for the prepared god-transforming monks, but it is quite good to distract him a little bit of attention, because Fang Xi just revealed his trump card at this time.
Whoosh.
Behind Patriarch Huo, in the flickering silver light, the figure of the heretic Nascent Soul emerged!
He opened his mouth and spat out, six streaks of demonic flames surged towards him, and the Divine Infant Sword in his hand became extremely huge, with streaks of blood on it as it slashed downwards.
puff.
Demonic energy overflowed, and an extremely majestic Divine Infant Sword Energy emerged under the sky. Countless red lines penetrated it, completely sealing the void.
Rest.
The sword energy swept across, piercing Patriarch Huo's body-protecting fire shield with holes, and then slashed at his head.
Phew.
On the lava ground, a sword energy stretched for several miles, and countless void cracks emerged.
After the crack in the void was closed, the fire flashed, and a slightly smaller Huo Man appeared. His face was vaguely like that of the Fire Ancestor. He looked at the heretic Yuanying with fear, and actually pinched the Dao Technique. In an instant,
It turned into a flying fireball and shot backward.
"You actually used a secret technique to avoid this sword?"
Fang Xi turned pale and murmured.
As expected of the ancestor of the gods, he calculated in every possible way that the other party was not in perfect condition, and another piece of luck was cut away. He fought until both sides were almost injured, and then he used his trump card and let the heretic Nascent Soul take action!
Unexpectedly, in the end, I still couldn't keep the other party.
"That's all... In the original calculation, there was only a 10% chance that this sword could kill him... Hehe, Holy Fire Sect, Ancestor Fire, I have taken note of this grudge."
Fang Xi murmured, her face changed, and she immediately asked the heretic Yuan Qiying to take her away and swallowed bottles of healing elixirs into her body.
As early as in the previous battle, he was forced to use the 'Yimu Immortal Body', but now he can no longer use this secret technique in a short period of time.
Fortunately, the basic functions of the 'Yimu Dharmakaya' are still there, and streams of vitality are endless, repairing his body.
After a few hours, the injury was recovered to 30 to 40%.
Fang Xi made a decisive decision and immediately headed to the Quicksand Area with the heretic Nascent Soul, preparing to return to the Southern Wilderness Cultivation World.
After this hard battle, I feel that my mind has improved a lot. When I return, I will be able to complete the cultivation of the Seven Emotions and the Spectrum of Sorrow, and when the time comes, I will directly break through the spirit form and regain my position.
Fang Xi silently glanced to the west and made up her mind.
Thick earth city.
Lingshu's face was covered with a veil and he walked into a teahouse.
"Fairy Lingshu..."
Several pill-forming monks stood up one after another, some with eagerness and admiration in their eyes.
Lingshu returned the gift politely, sat down, and said in a voice like clear spring water: "Fellow Taoists, I am very polite. I wonder if there is any news or interesting things in the world of immortality recently?"
She traveled to the world of cultivating immortals in the Western Desert, and got some opportunities, and finally took the step of condensing Yuan Fuying.
Then, he followed Fang Xi's instructions and came to Houtu City to wait.
Because Yuan Ying's cultivation is too eye-catching, he usually only travels and makes friends as an alchemy monk.
Rao is determined to be like this, because of his extraordinary temperament, he has many admirers.
If we say the biggest thing in the world of immortality recently, it is of course the fact that someone made trouble during the Holy Fire Festival of the Holy Fire Sect. A pill-forming monk said with emotion: "It is said that the inside story is very secretive. We don't know, but fellow Taoist monks Huang Tu should
Know-two..."
The monks present immediately turned their attention to a monk wearing a yellow robe and with simple features.
"Haha... Fellow Daoist He praised me, I just need to be a little bit useful in the sect so that I can hear the latest news..."
Taoist Huangtu waved his hands, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "But there are so many experts in the Holy Fire Cult, including the ancestors of the gods. Don't you think it's strange that the culprit has not been caught after being messed up? Such a peerless murderer, we are waiting for you.
It's better to pray not to see him, otherwise..."
Many monks were silent for a while, their eyes filled with fire.
"Fellow Taoist Loess, do you have any detailed information? Lingshu is very curious about this," Fairy Lingshu suddenly said.
Naturally, a trace of intoxication flashed across Taoist Huangtu's face, and he handed an earthy yellow jade slip to Lingshu.
Lingshu's spiritual consciousness - swept, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart seemed to be in turmoil.
Although she didn't recognize the figure in the jade slip, it only described a few exercises, magical powers, and puppetry skills. How come it looked so much like the same person?
Moreover, the fact that the other party calls himself ‘Qinghezi’ also explains everything.
Not knowing where the island owner was now, Lingshu felt helpless in his heart.
Even though she is a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, she is still nothing in front of the behemoth of the Holy Fire Sect.
After the tea party, Lingshu walked out of the teahouse, and a voice from his divine consciousness suddenly appeared in his ears: "Follow me."
She looked at a strange man in front of her, but she felt that the consciousness was extremely familiar.
The heretic Yuanying walked into an alley with a cold face. When Lingshu walked in, a restriction immediately appeared.
"it's me."
The heretic Nascent Soul turned around indifferently: "Now are you planning to live in the Western Desert forever, or are you going to return to the Southern Wilderness?"