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Chapter 582 Success or failure depends on one move

Wen Mu used up the last bit of his immortal power and sacrificed the magic weapon - Fire Scale Pendant.

The Fire Scale Pendant was obtained by him from an ancient ruins. It is an ancient magic weapon and has fourteen prohibitions.

This item is his trump card. No one except him knows that he has such a treasure on his body.

The fourteen restraints of the Fire Scale Pendant opened simultaneously, turning into a fire unicorn and charging toward Fang Ling.

The fourteen forbidden magic weapons were fully activated, and their power was so terrifying that even Fang Ling had to take it seriously.

"This trick was originally reserved for dealing with that woman."

"But today I will send you to the west!" Wen Mu laughed.

But what he didn't expect was that the fire unicorn actually passed through Fang Ling's body, and Fang Ling seemed to not exist...

This is the effect of Fang Ling's supreme secret technique of nothingness.

"How could this happen?" Wen Mu's laughter stopped suddenly. He was about to make Huo Qilin turn around, but it was already too late.

Fang Lingke would stand and take the beating, and immediately locked Wen Mu with the dragon-slaying technique, and then slashed out with his sword.

The terrifying sword light instantly engulfed Wen Mu. In his current state, he could not withstand Fang Ling's sword at all.

"I will hold you on my back even if I die!"

"I'll wait for you in the underworld!"

Suddenly a red snake emerged from Wen Mu's body. This snake was very strange.

It has no substance and seems to be just a shadow.

It instantly jumped to Fang Ling's side, and Fang Ling used the Great Yin Yang Hand again to suppress it.

But the red snake was not affected by the big yin-yang hand at all, and it came to his feet in an instant.

This thing was so weird that Fang Ling didn't dare to let it get close and immediately jumped up.

But the red snake flew up together, chasing after him.

"I have mediocre qualifications, but my ability to attain enlightenment and become an immortal in this life depends entirely on this immortal snake."

"But let me ask, who in the world has such a character as me?!"

"Child Fang Ling, you are no exception, you are destined to be tortured to death by it, haha!"

When Wen Mu gave up his last words, he was completely strangled by Fang Ling's sword energy.

On the other side, Fang Ling soared into the sky and did not dare to stop.

He came directly to the third heaven, but this strange red snake followed him.

"Since you can't hide, then I will destroy you!" Fang Ling snorted coldly and wanted to use the dragon-slaying technique.

But suddenly I found that the Dragon Slaying Technique could not lock it. This was the first time!

"Is it possible that this guy is not a living creature?" Fang Ling murmured.

At this moment, the red snake suddenly accelerated and came to his feet in an instant, trying to crawl along his legs and onto him.

He snorted coldly and formed a Tai Chi Liang Yi diagram at his feet.

"Karma backfires!" He used the magic of creation to resolve the red snake.

But even the magic of good fortune couldn't block it. It didn't have attack attributes, so it couldn't rebound.

At the critical moment, he had no other choice but to use the art of nothingness again.

At this moment, he did not exist between heaven and earth, and the movements of the strange red snake were stagnant.

But it didn't leave, it was still standing by, as if it knew Fang Ling was here!

"What the hell, what on earth is this?" Fang Ling was rarely panicked.

Casting the art of nothingness consumes a lot of himself, and he cannot continue for a long time.

After a while, he couldn't hold on any longer, and the technique of nothingness was lifted.

He turned around quickly and wanted to escape, but the red snake, which was ready to attack, was faster than before and crawled onto him the moment he appeared.

The red snake climbed up and finally settled on his back.

It floats on the surface, like a tattoo, but it can move...

"What the hell is this?" Fang Ling reached out to his back and scratched it several times.

But this thing was not solid, and there was no way he could pull it off.

He tried various methods, but failed to expel the strange red snake from his body.

He had no choice but to give up for the time being and turn around and return to the wild land.

He came to Wen Mu's body and picked up the storage ring on his finger.

He wanted to get some information about the red snake, and there might be a way to expel it.

But after turning the storage ring upside down, he couldn't find any useful information.

"But...it doesn't seem to be okay." He said to himself.

Although this weird red snake has attached itself to his body, there is no danger at present and it seems to be very peaceful.

"When we return to Yaowang Pavilion, they should be able to help resolve it, right?" Fang Ling thought to herself.

Suddenly, a burst of unspeakable pain hit me.

It started from his back and spread throughout his body, even his soul suffered along with it.

The pain was so strange that he couldn't tell what it felt like.

It's not extreme pain, nor extreme itching, but a feeling that makes people crazy and makes them want to die.

Since his debut, he has experienced many hardships and was tortured by a death curse.

But even when the Death Curse was at its most powerful, it was still not as powerful as one thousandth of what it was at this moment!

He rolled wildly on the ground, roaring like a wild animal.

Bang bang bang, he grabbed the ground with his head, knocking a deep hole into the ground.

This strange torture lasted for as long as a stick of incense.

After burning the incense, Fang Ling collapsed on the ground, staring at the night sky with dull eyes.

Thinking of the torture he had just suffered, his body trembled and he felt frightened.

He finally understood why Wen Mu laughed so wildly before his death.

After a while, he sat up suddenly.

His dull eyes became determined at this moment, and he murmured: "In my life, I have never been weaker than others."

"Wen Mu, an old man, can bear it, why can't I? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Huh? My body..." He raised his eyebrows and made a new discovery.

He found that his cultivation level had increased a little!

Because the fluctuations were not small, he could clearly feel them.

"Is it because of the attack of the red snake just now?" Fang Ling thought to himself.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any explanation.

The Butian Stone was still lying in his Dantian, releasing energy steadily.

Just now, it was very stable from beginning to end, and it was by no means its effect.

Moreover, the Tianbu Stone can nourish the physical body, enhance spiritual power, and increase soul power at the same time.

It won't be like now, just increasing spiritual power and cultivation.

As for the Taotie Magic Skill and the Blood Sword, he hasn't had time to absorb them yet.

Besides, these two magical skills themselves will not increase your cultivation level, so it cannot be related to this.

"It's fair to suffer a period of torture in exchange for growth in cultivation." He smiled bitterly.

"Fang Ling? Why are you here?" Suddenly, an exclamation came from not far away.

The visitor was none other than Lan Yan, the high priest of the Lan clan. She had been chasing Wen and Mu all the way, so she also came to the wilderness.

Just now, Fang Ling was tortured by that weird snake. She whined and rolled on the ground, making a lot of noise, so she was attracted to it.

"Priest Lan Yan, long time no see." Fang Ling looked at her and said.

"Did you kill them both?" Lan Yan stepped forward and saw the two corpses.

"Tsk, tsk, you can do it!"

"I haven't seen you for more than thirty years, and you are actually so strong."

"You showed up here...could it be that you came to find me?" She asked again, blinking as if she was expecting Fang Ling's answer.

Fang Ling shook his head and said calmly: "It's just passing through here."

When Lan Yan heard this, she felt a little disappointed and let out a soft sigh.

"I heard someone roaring just now, was it you?" she asked again.

"Seeing that your face is so red and you are covered in sweat, could it be that you have been poisoned or succumbed to some kind of magic?"

Fang Ling nodded seriously: "Yes."


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