"Eternal life is difficult, but immortality is easy, especially for insects like you!" Fang Xian showed a strange smile.
Although the other party wanted to catch him as a 'birthday gift', it could also be seen as a disguised form of protection.
He doesn't mind giving some opportunities.
After all, the 'Moth Transformation' and 'Moth Transformation Sword Technique' that were casually created have long been contaminated by the power of the evil god, mixed with madness and indescribable power, and are not a good thing.
'Besides... I'm already half crazy... A madman's thoughts are just like that...'
Fang Xian laughed loudly and recited a mantra like: "Insects and pigs are humble and suffer countless tortures. Once they turn into pupae, break out of their cocoons and become moths, they can soar in the nine heavens..."
These originally ordinary words gained 'power' after his 'recitation'!
The eyes of Jiang Yuhe, Jiang Tao, Yi Wuji and others became blurred, and they felt like a ball of paste was stuffed into their minds, along with some inexplicable knowledge.
The surrounding forest was silent, and shadows were surging in the darkness, as if something terrifying had been attracted to it.
The first thing that appeared was a deep flame.
Behind the flames, there were more than a dozen pale palms flying in the air.
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a huge monster that seemed to be made up of more than a dozen severed limbs of humans and beasts came out of the woods.
"It's weird ghost fire! Flying palms! And a mountain of ten corpses!"
Yi Wuji came to his senses first and screamed.
Ghost fire gathers and disperses impermanently, and can burn people's souls. It is very scary, and it is also the weird type that ordinary warriors least want to encounter.
The Flying Palm is a human hand that can only fly. It is not only powerful but also incredibly fast. More importantly, it can remove the victim's palm and make the group continue to grow.
The last mountain of corpses is a monster that Yi Wuji once hacked to death. It is composed of countless broken limbs. It is most likely to appear in places with many corpses, such as cemeteries and battlefields.
The Ten Corpses Mountain at this time means that the number of corpses that make up it is not large, and even ordinary people may be hacked to death with a knife or burned to death.
But if it keeps accumulating and turns into a "mountain of hundreds of corpses", it will have to be killed by skilled hands.
Once you get promoted further and become the 'Mountain of Thousand Corpses' or 'Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses', it will absolutely destroy all lives, massacre cities and wipe out families, and non-immortal cultivators cannot match it.
These three heads are all weird, and ordinary pedestrians can't avoid them, but they didn't expect to be attracted together.
"Well done. If you want to master the Sword of Moth Transformation, why don't you get enough blood food?"
Fang Xian came to a guard, Shi Shiran took away the long sword, held a sword flower, and stabbed Fei's palm.
Yi Wuji widened his eyes.
He could not imagine that such swordsmanship existed in the world!
Ordinary warriors would have to struggle with a flying palm for a long time and be careful.
But Fang Xian just stabbed at will, just like skewering a gourd, piercing the palms one after another.
As a weird thing, the vitality of Flying Palm is quite tenacious, and it can recover quickly if it is cut. Only true energy and mana can restrain it.
But at this time, the flying palm that was only strung together seemed to be dead and no longer moved.
Not only that, the originally pale but thick palm suddenly withered, as if it had lost a lot of vitality.
As for the long sword in Fang Xian's hand, there were veins on the blade that seemed to be slowly moving like blood.
"The power of insects is weak, so they have to gather sand into a tower and armpits into fur to accumulate enough power to pupate... To put it simply, they have to kill animals..."
Fang Xian sighed faintly: "Therefore, the sword of moth transformation is also a sword of killing. The sword takes life and uses it for me!"
"This sword that transforms into a moth has three forms. The first form turns into an insect, the second form turns into a pupa, and the third form turns into a moth!"
At this moment, the ghost fire suddenly rushed over and enveloped Fang Xian, seeming to burn him into a ball of ashes.
Fang Xian took his time and made a circle with his long sword, immediately blocking all the flames.
In the move of transforming into insects, the sword energy turns into threads and penetrates into the limbs and bones of the victim, sucking out life!
The move of pupation is defense, like a giant pupa, impermeable to wind and rain.
"The last sword, turn into a moth!"
Fang Xian laughed loudly and suddenly waved another sword light.
The light of this sword is brilliant, infinite, and completely different from the vicious and cunning sword technique before. It is like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, and it is extraordinary.
puff!
The sword light directly extinguished the group of ghost fire, and then pierced straight into the Ten Corpses Mountain, cutting a huge gap and bleeding like a stream.
In the next moment, the originally huge sword light suddenly turned into countless sword threads and penetrated into the mountain of flesh, like maggots attached to bones.
The huge mountain of meat quickly withered, suddenly fell, and quickly decayed.
"I'll go too, haha..."
Fang Xian sheathed his sword, turned around and left.
It’s impossible not to leave!
Even if he only used a little strength, he felt that the terrifying madness had reached its limit.
Maybe the next moment, he will become crazy again.
For him, who only achieved level seven after devouring Nikolaia, madness is the mainstream!
Reason is just an occasional flash of inspiration in a long life.
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In the dense forest, Fang Xian tiptoed, and the vitality he absorbed was converted into true energy, and he moved several feet away at an incredible speed.
"Nicholas is far from gone... He is in my heart, in my mind, in my true spirit... Madness is inevitable..."
"I can feel... there is still a part of the madness leaking out... maybe it will become weird in this world?"
"Finding Him and killing Him is my mission in this world!"
"Besides, what about those old friends? I might as well go and see... Shushan... Haha, I'm afraid those sword immortals will hate me to death..."
"Fortunately... this time we are in the Xinwu Kingdom, and there are not many immortal cultivators... Although I can deal with them, I may have to use too much power, which is not a good thing for me or the world..."
Suddenly, all the rationality in Fang Xian's eyes disappeared.
He fell headfirst into the rotten mud and began to eat dirt.
Fang Xian's expression was crazy, as if the rancid soil was extremely delicious, and he devoured it with big mouthfuls.
He's crazy!
However, Fang Xian's main consciousness had long been accustomed to it and regarded it as a deep sleep.
He had been sleeping for such a long time before, and this was not the last time.
Well, the time of falling into madness this time must be much shorter than before, but even if you regain your senses, there may still be madness.
Despite this, he is still very confident in completing the task.
After all, he could sense Nikolaia's existence and had a general direction.
In addition, the other party is crazier than him!
He can occasionally regain his senses, but Nikolaia is a complete madman. Even if a trace of madness leaks out, the incarnation formed is also full of madness.