"This... is definitely the supreme swordsman of the Xuanmen sect!"
"Who are you? Monk Three Smiles? Ascetic Tutu? Or layman Jingxu?"
Cangmingzi and Xuanxuanzi yelled, performing some magic secrets without risking their lives, and adding layers of protection around themselves. It seemed that this was the only way to feel at ease.
As for escaping?
They wouldn't do such stupid things, competing with the Sword Immortal in sword escape, are they just showing off their brains?
"That's not the case...can I just go and die?"
Fang Xian stood in the air, seemingly preparing to strike again.
Seeing this, Cang Mingzi immediately took out the magic weapon from the bottom of the box. This magic weapon was called the 'Xuanyin Demon-Gathering Flag'. It was an upgraded version of the five magic flags in Fang Xian's hand. It was already a magic weapon restricted by the twenty-level Tiangang.
At this time, while shaking it desperately and chanting the true formula, gods and demons jumped out of the flag, protecting the two of them layer by layer.
Xuan Xuanzi gave up his defense, held a gourd, and kept placing thunder beads around the two of them.
This thunder bead is extremely black and is the secret magic thunder of the Nine Sons Mother. It is best at contaminating magic weapons and explodes when touched.
Being able to force the scheming true disciples of the Demon Sect to join forces to fight against the enemy shows how much shock Fang Xian had brought to them before.
Fang Xian showed some solemnity, hid the invisible needle in Nanming Lihuo sword energy, and waved it lightly.
puff!
The originally earth-shattering sword light suddenly became vague and non-existent.
It slashed past, and the surrounding Thunder Beads and Xuanyin Demon-Gathering Demon Flags remained motionless, but Cangmingzi and Xuanxuanzi among them were split into two halves, including their bodies and golden elixirs.
"Jade girl..."
After doing all this, Fang Xian turned around and looked at Yu Nishang.
At this time, Yu Nishang's whole body was covered with blood. She controlled the flying fork of blood flames and stabbed the last boy on her own flying boat to death. It seemed to be Zheng Yin, with a face that refused to rest in peace.
After doing all this, she turned around with a smile and said: "I believe you... Since I believe you, these disciples cannot be kept..."
"good!"
Fang Xian looked deeply at Yu Nishang: "Send a signal... If I get what I want and become a true king in the future, I will kill those two people for you!"
If he could become a Dharma form, killing two true Lords of the Demon Sect would be like killing two dogs.
"It has been sent. In fact, the fate of the seven true disciples has been extinguished. I am afraid that the Kunlun Demon Palace has been turned upside down. Are you sure you didn't send anything back to them just now?"
"I'm very quick..."
Fang Xiandao: "Besides...even if something is passed back, it won't be me, Yu Xuanji, who is unlucky!"
Yu Nishang: "..."
…
Facts have proved that the true king of Dharma came very quickly.
The golden elixir monk's escape speed was about a thousand miles in one hour. Fang Xian and the seven demon sect disciples were entangled with each other and traveled thousands of miles to the Kunlun Demon Palace, which took ten hours.
But the coercion of the True King of Dharma has already enveloped us in less than half an hour!
Yu Nishang had already fled far away at this time, leaving Fang Xian alone waiting there.
Of course, he is not a fool. He has already used the invisible needle to hide his figure and hide aside.
They didn't have to wait long before an overwhelming coercion came down, and a man in black robes appeared in the air at some unknown time.
The bridge of his nose is slightly high, his skin is sickly pale, and every move he makes is full of strange magic.
'It's just like what Yu Nishang described, it's Yama!'
Fang Xian's heart moved, and he stared straight at this person, looking for the place where the storage bag was hidden.
His own aura was hazy and completely disappeared.
"Who is it? Who killed me, the Seven True Legends of the Demon Palace?"
"Yu Nishang? It's impossible for this woman to do it. She summoned a decent spy? Where is she? Or is she dead?"
Yama's spiritual consciousness subconsciously scanned the surroundings, but unfortunately found nothing.
"That's it now!"
Fang Xian felt that he was in a very subtle state at this time.
The body was obviously ready to take action, but there was no thought or thought in the mind. There was no thought of taking action.
Suddenly.
An invisible sword energy from the Great Void appeared in the void and struck straight at Yama Luo's right hand, a finger with a white ancient ring on it!
Hurry up!
Everything is faster than expected!
How sharp is the invisible needle? If it were an ordinary flying sword, it might not be able to kill the real king's body, but under the influence of the invisible sword, the finger fell directly, and a figure appeared, snatched the ring and ran away.
"Who dares to hurt me?"
Yamaro roared angrily, and flew his finger directly to the wound. The tiny bits of granulation grew and healed, and the wound was restored to its original state in an instant!
When the monk reaches this stage, he is no longer an ordinary flesh and blood body, and there is no such thing as a vital point.
This is why Fang Xian didn't think of killing this person in a sneak attack before.
After a successful blow, Fang Xian didn't take any notice and turned into sword light and escaped.
"Still want to run?"
While Yama was roaring, a dharma image appeared instantly.
The image of Dharma is the image of the mind. How fast does the mind move?
Almost at the moment when Fang Xian succeeded and flew back with his severed finger, a Dharma image suddenly appeared in the world!
I don’t know which god or demon this Dharma Appearance belongs to. Standing tall on the ground, a blue-black arm stretches out. Countless flesh and blood are derived from it, turning into baby-like arms. They continue to explode and close, over and over again, forming a giant hand that covers the sky.
The ground falls!
Boom!
Within a radius of dozens of miles, the land was sunken, and a huge palm print emerged.
Countless cracks continue to extend outward, shaking...
Ding!
A clear sword sound came.
An extremely sharp sword light emerged directly from the back of the giant hand that covered the sky, and flashed across the sky.
"Ah!"
The huge Dharma image was roaring, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
But Yama did not pursue him, but looked at his palm: "What kind of sword is that? It can hurt my Dharma?"
Although the Dharma is not as strong as the Immortal Soul, there are few things in this world that can hurt it!
Just now, there was severe pain in his big hands, as if he had been pierced by a needle, and his soul was hurt a little.
After all, the core of the Dharma is the soul of the monk!
The invisible needle is extremely poisonous and can even hurt the soul.
Of course, due to the solid nature of the Dharma, ordinary Jindan monks cannot pierce the skin even if they hold invisible needles.
But Fang Xian is not an ordinary golden elixir monk!
And this Yama didn't know the power of the invisible needle. He just felt a palpitation in his heart, which made him jump with fear. It seemed that there was a sign of disaster and the danger of death!
Not only that, on the Dharma, the needle-sized wound not only cannot be healed, but is getting worse!
…
In the sky, Immortal Fang's needles merged into one, and the escaping light seemed to be there or not, like thunder and lightning, and he was far away from the battlefield in an instant.
He chose the battlefield at the border of the Kunlun region, with the idea of escaping in one strike.
But he didn't expect that he would still fight with Yama's Dharma-like hand. At this moment, every part of his body was in pain, and the surface of the Great Sun True Yang Pill actually showed traces of cracks!
An ordinary Jindan cultivator would have been seriously injured at this moment, his Taoist base was severely damaged, and there would be no hope of progress!
"Fortunately, it's not my natal elixir..."
Fang Xian sighed: "It seems that the last sword was too much to stimulate the grain, and the golden elixir couldn't hold it anymore... Huh? Why do you feel like I used the fate of the invisible needle to disappear for the most part?"
"Impossible, unless I helped Yu Nishang avenge her great revenge, how could it be possible? Wait... That Yama was injured by my invisible needle, which means his soul was injured. There is no way to cure it, and he has to mourn seven times.
Are you waiting to die day and night? How to cure the injury to the soul caused by the invisible needle...I don’t know either..."
"Look at the Kunlun Demon Palace, let's talk about the news in seven days... Anyway, I probably won't be able to become a Dharma form, and I won't be able to step into the Kunlun area..."
While flying away, Fang Xian was still trying to crack the bone ring. At this time, he suddenly heard a crisp sound, and immediately felt happy and reached into his spiritual thoughts.
Ignoring everything else, I directly found a gourd of 'Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring Styx Water', and a smile appeared on my face: "Okay, this trip was finally worth it!"
As soon as he had an idea, he took out the gourd true water and immediately changed the container.
Immediately, he threw away the bone ring without any hesitation.
What magic power or treasured materials could be more important than forming an elixir?
It's not worth it to be tracked because of a moment of greed!
"If I do this, I am afraid that the True Monarch Daojun will immediately deduce me, and even the reincarnation techniques of a hundred generations will not be able to suppress me. The top priority is to form an elixir immediately and use the power of reincarnation to disrupt my own destiny!"