Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 177 The Witch King (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance)
late at night.

Inside the big witch tent.

"Mirror, mirror, tell me... how can I prolong my life and continue to break through?"

Great Wu Bayan spread the two animal skins in front of the lens, his expression was full of excitement.

In the past ten years, he has thought of various methods, no matter whether it is burned, frozen, or even bombarded by various witchcraft... none of them can leave the slightest trace on the fragments.

Moreover, this fragment only accepts things related to the war pattern, and will give rewards at the same time.

Even if it's just a few minutes of skill in casting spells independently, the big witch is astonished.

Not to mention... There is also a secret method to steal spirit patterns!

Although, he secretly tried this secret method with slaves several times, but all failed, but by accident, he discovered the magical effect of the technique of 'Stealing the Immortal Machine', which can wash away the original battle marks on the witch's body!
This immediately made Bayan feel unbelievable and terrified.

After all, this broke the iron rule passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation!

Therefore, he called the mirror the 'magic mirror'!
Fang Xi swept his consciousness, and memorized the 'Lieshan Spiritual Pattern' and 'Guishui Spiritual Pattern'.

Even if the great witch has discovered something, he is only regarded as an existence of a kind of weapon spirit, which is quite worthy of the name.

'How do I know how to break through? '

'However, if you look at it according to the immortal way... there are two routes. '

'Let's try it on you...'

Fang Xi's heart skipped a beat.

Anyway, what he gave was not afraid of killing people at all.

As long as people still have greed in their hearts, they will always seek him out for a deal.

therefore……

On the mirror surface, a ray of light flickered, and the 'Wuwen' emerged——[collect the five spirit patterns of 'Gengjin', 'Yimu', 'Guishui', 'Binghuo', and 'Wutu', and condense the 'big five elements' Treasure pattern'...or gather wind, ice, and thunder spirit patterns to achieve the 'Little Three Strange Treasure Patterns'! 】

"Three thousand roads lead to the same goal...Since there are Gengjin and Guishui spirit patterns, it is bound to be able to gather the five elements and be promoted..."

"And wind, thunder, and ice... can make up the little three wonders!"

This is common sense in the world of cultivating immortals, but it does not prevent Fang Xi from using it to fool the witches.

At least, there should be such a route in the Baowen system.

And what if it's wrong?

Then say it wrong... Anyway, after the death of the great witch, you can still trade with other witches.

On the contrary, through the study of the spirit patterns of 'Gengjin' and 'Xunfeng', as well as the discovery of the medicinal materials of longevity elixir, Fang Xi became more convinced that this battle pattern system has a lot to do with cultivators, and there are too many similarities up.

There must have been immortal cultivators in that fragmented world!
"The big five-element treasure pattern... and the small three rare treasure patterns?"

Bayan looked dazed, as if doubting.

"That's right...'Gengjin', 'Yimu', 'Guishui', 'Binghuo', and 'Wutu' five-element spirit patterns can indeed form the 'Five Elements Treasure Pattern'...This treasure pattern is from the 'Five Elements City' Exclusively, the Five Elements Tribe is a powerful tribe in the east..."

Suddenly, a dark, hoarse voice sounded from the side.

"Who?"

Bayan's expression changed wildly, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual wind wrapped around him.

He saw a man in a black robe and a bronze mask looking at the fragment with interest.

What's even more frightening is that this person seems to have been standing here for a long time, but he didn't notice it at all!
"Interesting! The Black Mountain Tribe... Your 'Open Spiritual Sutra' is very good...I originally just planned to take a look. After all, your tribe has been quite active recently. I didn't expect there to be so many surprises."

The black-robed man let out a mocking laugh, and a powerful spiritual pressure swept across the surroundings, causing Bayan to kneel down: "Witch... my lord Witch King?"

Looking at the fragment of the mirror, he knew that he had encountered the greatest crisis in his life, and quickly kowtowed: "Your Majesty the Witch King, I am willing to dedicate to you the most precious treasure of the tribe—the magic mirror! We can use the battle pattern , in exchange for all kinds of knowledge from the magic mirror..."

"Yes, I like people who know the times. But it's a pity..."

The man in black stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly.

Wave!
A flash of precious light easily defeated Bayan's protective spiritual wind and pierced his forehead.

boom!
The body of the great witch fell limply on the ground.

"Opening the Spiritual Sutra, Stealing the Immortal Foundation, and life-prolonging pills...even spells cast at will..."

"Such a precious thing, even my 'Black Nirvana', may not be able to bear it... Therefore, the dead can best keep it secret."

The Witch King wearing a bronze mask murmured, put the bronze lens into his arms, and his figure slowly disappeared.

After a long time, the little witch had the courage to break in, and then found the corpse of the big witch, and let out a high-pitched scream: "It's not good... the big witch is dead!!!"

……

Whoosh!

Above the nine heavens, there is a strong wind.

It was the first time for Fang Xi to experience such a fast escape.

'The witch king who is comparable to the ancestor of the alchemy...I didn't expect this day to come so soon! '

He felt a little emotional.

Although I knew that Bayan would definitely fall when he jumped like this, but he should be able to support it for a long time.

He also hoped that Bayan could defeat all the nearby tribes and plunder enough spirit patterns.

But... it seems to be good at this time?

With the escape speed of the Witch King, everything on the ground is retreating rapidly.

Not long after, a black city appeared above the horizon.

The entire city is built with huge black rocks, with a simple and wild style.

Perhaps it is commonplace in the world of cultivating immortals in the southern wasteland, but in the world of fragments, it is a rare big city.

——Hei Nie City!

The Witch King wearing a bronze mask came to the city, inside one of the largest buildings.

She sat cross-legged on the obsidian throne, and lightly tossed her right hand.

The bronze lens is suspended in mid-air.

"This king will give you one last chance, will you show up now?"

The Witch King snorted coldly.

Fang Xi's heart shuddered, but she was not afraid.

"Humph!"

The Witch King waited for a while, but did not see a response from the bronze mirror, and a jet-black flame appeared out of thin air, wrapping the bronze mirror in a circle.

"The alchemy fire of the alchemy cultivator?"

Fang Xi felt the terrifying temperature outside, and she didn't dare to release her consciousness, but she didn't feel it at all when she was huddled in the lens.

'Baojian of the Heavens' is at least an immortal artifact, if it can be destroyed by the Dandan fire, it would be a joke.

The pitch-black flame burned for several hours, but seeing that the bronze lens did not change at all, it was the Witch King who couldn't bear it first.

She took off the bronze mask, revealing a face as beautiful as peaches and plums, her lips parted slightly: "You come out...they won't hurt you..."

The voice was crisp and sweet, not the hoarse and gloomy voice before.

But Fang Xi was stunned: "It's similar to charming skills? This Witch King is not easy... Fortunately, I am hiding in the lens and will not be affected at all."

As for the gender of the Witch King?

Rather, it is the least important thing.

Next...

Fang Xi really saw the top strength of the Witch King!
Sure enough, every shot made the world tremble, with the power of burning mountains and boiling seas!
However, no matter how the woman attacked, the bronze lens did not change at all, not even the tiniest scratch.

And his consciousness is hidden in the lens, and there is such a hint of invulnerability.

Even Fang Xi could feel that the bronze lens was accompanied by the constant input of mana by the Witch King, and after trying to refine it...it actually became a little bit more active.

Although this change was very small, almost like an illusion, it also made him understand one thing.

'If you want to repair, don't...to activate certain functions of the fragment...you need at least a third-level or even higher-level power or spirit? '

He was secretly awe-inspiring.

And after trying all kinds of methods to no avail, the Witch King's voice became extremely cold: "If you are useless...I will seal you to the bottom of the volcano, so that you will never see the light of day!"

'Forget it, I've always been able to bend and stretch! '

'However, it is still necessary to play an impartial and rigid tool spirit bound by rules, and it is best not to be found to have intelligence. '

Fang Xi thought for a while, and a light flashed on the lens.

And then...

The shapes and descriptions of medicinal materials emerged.

"Guyan Pill Recipe? Can it keep your face unchanged for decades?"

There was no joy or anger on the Witch King's face. It was not until Dan Fang stopped halfway through his appearance that his expression changed slightly. He stared at the last witch text on the lens, dazed and lost.

On the lens, the last line of shamanism is—【Bao Wen】!
……

"I admit that I'm a little greedy. The second-level Danfang just wants to change a treasure pattern..."

The Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm.

Fang Xi opened her eyes: "But if you don't try, how do you know it won't work? It will be hidden in the treasure house for decades at most..."

In terms of longevity, he is sure to surpass most of the ancestors of Dan Jie.

Therefore, I am not afraid to wait, and seesaw with the next repetition.

"Besides... In the fragmented world, I have gained a lot... just to digest..."

Thinking of this, Fang Xi took out two jade slips, engraved the two spirit patterns of 'Lieshan' and 'Guishui', and began to comprehend them carefully.

He could feel that in the process of comprehending these spirit patterns, his formation cultivation base was also improving by leaps and bounds.

"This 'Spiritual Pattern of Fierce Mountain' is composed of magic patterns such as 'flame', 'high temperature', and 'like a mountain'...branded on the formation flag or spiritual weapon...it can definitely increase the power."

Fang Xi was already a second-tier mid-tier formation mage, so of course she was more inclined towards formations.

"Even the spirit patterns are still too few. If you want to form a formation, it is still not enough...but the treasure pattern is enough to be carried by the formation...the power will also be earth-shattering!"

The so-called formation method is to use means to explore higher-level power!

The natural moat that can break through the big realm!
Fang Xi had a lot of experience in this regard.

It's just that after he delved into the spirit pattern and magic pattern, he suddenly felt a palpitation: "The path of this battle pattern is simple and quick...and it specializes in a certain aspect. It's... the cauldron!"

He had seized two magical exercises before, and he had already described them.

For example, in "Wuji Yuan Mo Gong", there is a rather cruel method, which requires some talented apprentices to teach the "Bone Powerful Method". Sacrifice the monk himself into a 'half magic weapon' or even a 'half spiritual weapon'!
When the demon leader runs out of hand tools, he can slaughter a disciple at will, extract the bones of his whole body, and easily refine them into magic weapons!
The whole process can be called raising pigs!
"Fortunately... I have never planned to transplant battle patterns on my body, and this battle pattern is only suitable for the physique of the witch people. It is best to carry the artifacts, and the worst is to give up..."

(End of this chapter)