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

Chapter 346 Forbidden Air
"it is good!"

Fang Xi applauded and praised: "It is worthy of being a monk of alchemy of the great sect, with rich experience in fighting skills... I know that I can't entangle with me in the formation."

"After all, it is still inferior to Your Excellency. This myriad ghost formation is not only a third-order formation, but also has an extremely solid foundation... It seems to have the power of the earth veins, but it is a large formation of its own space. It must be the source of the power of the formation. Is it the thousands of living souls?"

Wei Yingfan seemed to have given up on the plan to break out, opened his mouth again, golden lights emerged one after another, and a set of nine flying sword magic weapons appeared in front of him, ready to go.

His face was solemn, knowing that this time he might kick the iron plate.

"Before you start, you still have to ask."

Fang Xi glanced at Biyunzi, then at Wei Yingfan, and suddenly grinned, "I don't know...the two Guigengs?"

"It's easy to say..."

Old Ghost Bi rolled his eyes: "This old man is over 400 years old, and the end is not far away... At this moment, he dares to go all out! On the other hand, this fellow Daoist Wei is probably less than [-] years old this year, and there is hope for the condensed Nascent Soul in the future!"

The most feared thing in the world of cultivating immortals is not the newly promoted alchemy monks.

After all, these monks may not even have the magic weapon of their own destiny, but they are parallel importers in the same rank!

On the contrary, this kind of old golden elixir, whose lifespan is on the verge of death, may pull people on the road at any time.

And even though it is only in the early stage of alchemy, the power of the talisman after years of cultivation is absolutely extraordinary.

Back then, the old man of Tiansha, the closer he was to his death, the less he would dare to provoke him.

Some big forces often like to hire such high-level monks, and the last blow can often take away a number of alchemy or a genius from the hostile force.

"So that's the case...then you can go to die."

Fang Xi nodded, and the Xuanhuo Mo jumped out stiffly, followed by the Yin-Yang Ghost King, and rushed towards Biyunzi.

Such an old and weak person is not worth his lifespan to display the withered glory profound light.

But the stronger Wei Yingfan was too young, and Fang Xi was reluctant.

"Sure enough... In the end, I have to do it myself."

Fang Xi stretched her waist, and the original Kurong Jue's secret technique of restraining breath dissipated in an instant.

Then, a terrifying mana spread wantonly to the surroundings.

hoohoo!

He tossed the magic bead in his hand at will, and a liger flew out of it, roaring, never daring to stab its master again, whimpering like a cat, and then staring fiercely at the enemy.

"You are already in the late stage of alchemy?!"

Wei Yingfan's face was full of disbelief, his real expression changed drastically, and he shouted word by word.

But at this time, Biyunzi was besieged by the two ghost kings led by Xuanhuo Mozhuo, and he was already at a loss.

The addition of ligers is like the last straw that breaks the weight!
Xuanhuo Mozhu pulled his big hand, countless pitch-black magic fires burned, and grabbed a magic net in his hand.

The liger roared, and with a flash of wind, it came behind Old Ghost Bi, and broke through the precious light protecting the man's body with one claw.

"Jie Jie..."

While laughing strangely, the Yin-Yang Ghost King immediately stepped forward, grabbed the person's body, and just tugged.

Old Ghost Bi immediately spilled blood on the spot, and was eaten by two ghost kings.

……

Seeing a monk in the mid-stage of alchemy being torn to pieces by a ghost in an instant, even Wei Yingfan couldn't help but jump wildly from the corners of his eyes.

His cultivation base is only deeper than that of Old Ghost Bi, there is no essential difference.

Only by relying on the ingenuity of Taixu sect's Taoism can he keep suppressing Old Ghost Bi.

But is this 'Yunjiezi' hidden too deeply?
Not only does it have two mid-stage alchemy ghost kings, but it also has a third-tier refining corpse, and this liger...

But Wei Yingfan had no time to think about it.

After killing Old Ghost Bi, accompanied by Fang Xi, he urged the magic formula fiercely.

The liger roared first, turning into a gust of wind and rushing towards it.

"go with!"

Wei Yingfan pointed at his natal flying sword, and the three magical flying swords flew out one after another, forming a formation of three talents, trapping the ligers and tigers inside.

And at this time, Xuanhuo Mozhuo also came step by step, every step seemed to step on Wei Yingfan's heart.

The demon had no expression on his face, and suddenly opened his mouth wide, and groups of pitch-black corpses burst out, carrying the might of burning heaven and earth!

The black flame crazily expanded and turned into a pitch-black fire dragon, which opened its teeth and danced its claws, and its momentum was astonishing.

Wei Yingfan gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword formula.

Three more golden flying swords flew out, and merged into one golden giant sword in mid-air, with simple and simple patterns emerging on it, emitting golden flames, fighting with the black flame evil flood dragon.

Woohoo!

At this moment, Wei Yingfan suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his hairs almost stood on end.

This is almost impossible for the alchemy cultivator.

The next moment, the Yin and Yang ghost kings both appeared behind him, grabbing directly with their sharp nails.

Buzz!

At the critical moment, the Taixu Pagoda roared, emitting a layer of gray brilliance, like a mask, protecting Wei Yingfan inside.

Whizzing!

Wei Yingfan gritted his teeth and flew out two golden flying swords, leaving only the last natal spirit sword to protect his body. He flicked with ten fingers, and golden sword energy flew out, fighting fiercely with the ghost king of yin and yang.

……

"This person... is not bad at cultivation."

Fang Xi stood with her hands behind her back, watching the fight, and gave a light evaluation.

"Under the joint efforts of the Yin-Yang Ghost King, it is possible to fight in the late stage of alchemy, but this person can hold on... Although he has not yet broken through, his cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of alchemy... and his spells are exquisite, and his natal magic weapon is also top-level. And the defensive Taixu Tower is also good."

"It's a pity...you have put in all your strength, but I haven't done it yet."

Whether it was the ghost king in the late alchemy stage of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, or the true power of the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Formation', Fang Xi hadn't fully displayed it yet.

Not to mention, with his cultivation base in the late stage of alchemy, the Yimu divine light emitted by him is already better than the magic weapon of many alchemy monks.

Therefore, Fang Xi was not in a hurry at all, but just sealed off the surrounding area with a large formation, and then used up this man's mana little by little, and by the way, it was also a series of changes for himself to practice the Great Ghost Formation.

"Hoohoo!"

A moment later, the Xuanhuo Demon roared stiffly, and threw out both fists, hitting the golden giant sword heavily.

Fissures appeared in the golden giant sword, and finally screamed, turning into three small golden swords, flying all the way back to Wei Yingfan's body, being sucked into Wei Yingfan's body, his face turned pale, obviously the talisman was damaged to some extent.

On the contrary, there was another three-talented sword formation, which trapped the ligers and tigers to death, and seemed to have the upper hand.

However, Wei Yingfan himself fought against the Yin-Yang ghost king, but he was at a loss. He felt that his mana was almost exhausted, and he couldn't help but look gloomy: "Yun Jiezi, I remember you, when I break through the late stage of alchemy... no... after the Nascent Soul, I must kill you!"

He suddenly made a talisman, recalling all the golden flying swords and wrapping them around him.

Taixu Pagoda roared, and a larger and thicker gray mask emerged to protect him inside, even if the Yin-Yang Ghost King and Xuanhuo Zombie frantically attacked, it could last for a while.

Taking advantage of this golden opportunity, Wei Yingfan gritted his teeth and took out another jade talisman from the storage bracelet.

This jade talisman is simple in shape, with a little earthy color, like an ancient relic that has gone through the years.

In the four corners of the jade talisman, there are densely packed runes, and in the middle there is a silver seal character, like a bird flapping its wings to fly!
"Ok?"

Fang Xi's powerful spiritual sense has been paying attention to every move of the enemy on the battlefield, so she naturally noticed this long ago.

"The third-order formation can seal the void... This person still took out this talisman, which means that it can at least break through the formation and even cause me serious damage... Could it be the fourth-order talisman?"

"That's right, the seed of the Nascent Soul, how could it be possible that he doesn't have one or two life-saving things on his body?"

"Although judging from his words, most of them are life-saving, but we have to guard against..."

Fang Xi immediately cast a talisman, leaving a vivid phantom in place, and she disappeared into the ghostly fog of the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

As long as the formation is not broken in the Tier [-] formation, it will be very difficult for the formation mage to be injured!
The next moment, Wei Yingfan bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of life essence and blood on the jade talisman, and began to activate the talisman without hesitating to consume his life energy!
The jade talisman flew up, and a silver seal glyph among them emitted countless rays of light, actually tearing apart the space!

"It was able to break through the void blockade of the Tier [-] formation..."

Fang Xi's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly thought of something, she raised her hand and threw it away.

A jade talisman was also sacrificed, it was the incomplete 'Void Jade Talisman'!
The jade talisman shattered when it fell into the silver light, and a burst of void power broke out...

Then... it seemed that the operation of the original ancient talisman was disrupted, the smooth power of the void was completely disrupted, and countless silver turbulence overflowed...

Seeing this, Fang Xi not only avoids snakes and scorpions, but also manipulates Xuanhuo Mozhuo and other subordinates to avoid them.

"This is void distortion... Even if the magic weapon is trapped in it, it might be directly damaged..."

"The holy son cast this talisman probably to move it to save his life... Although the incomplete jade talisman I cast is useless, but my own void power disturbs the opponent's void power, forming a turbulent flow... If Wei Yingfan dares to go in, I really admire him."

……

"Damn!"

Sure enough, Wei Yingfan's originally slightly smug expression froze when he saw the original void passage turned into void distortion, and even a trace of fear appeared on his face: "What kind of talisman is this that can stop Gu Xiu's 'Great Teleportation Talisman'? "

"My own 'Forbidden Talisman'!"

Fang Xi laughed out loud, and a spell entered into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Woohoo!

Thousands of living souls roared all around, and a terrifying ghost king emerged, and the mana fluctuations emitted made Wei Yingfan's face ashen ashes: "The late stage of alchemy... Another late stage of alchemy, no, I hate it so much!"

But it's too late.

Fang Xi waved the banner of ten thousand souls, after all, he used the power of the formation.

Whizzing!

A series of gray beams of light fell, trapping Wei Yingfan in them, and another series of pitch-black chains were formed, like long steel dragons, winding towards Wei Yingfan!
Wave!
After sustaining several waves of attacks, the Taixu Pagoda let out a mournful cry, and it split open!

Wei Yingfan's complexion suddenly changed. He wanted to look for Fang Xi's figure, but he found that there were living souls everywhere. Where could there be Fang Xi's shadow?
The Xuanhuo roared stiffly, and the iron fist slammed heavily on Wei Yingfan's body-protecting precious light, making the precious light crumbling...

(End of this chapter)