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

Chapter 649 Choice (Congratulations to the leader of the cramped night)

Boom!

When Fang Xi finished speaking, the huge human face in the sky suddenly exploded.

One after another thunderbolts flickered, turned into arcs and fell, and there seemed to be phoenix script talismans shining among them.

The void in the secret realm fluctuated violently, and was torn open immediately, revealing a series of openings.

That's a crack in the void!

And through the cracks in the void, you can see the blurred scenery of mountains, rivers and rivers!

Different from those big worlds, this small secret realm attached to the big world is weak in the void, and may be torn apart by Nascent Soul cultivators who have mastered the magical powers of the void!

Not only that, but the road to the Great World is extremely short, and it is unlikely that any void storm will appear.

It can be said that it is a relatively safe way.

Of course, traveling in the Void depends on luck. Some mortals may be involved in it and be safe, traveling across countless miles and countless worlds... It is also possible that the god-turning monks and Void-returning cultivators will encounter void storms one after another and die directly!
If so, it is also the only hope for the witch people to go out after so many years!
"This is... the outside world?!"

A great witch looked at the blurred image in the gap in the void, suddenly screamed madly, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of blue Xunfeng, and rushed into it.

In another moment, he disappeared.

"I can't go... What if this is a trap of the Heavenly Demon?"

In a certain city, a Witch King shouted loudly.

He had a high prestige and immediately stopped the crowd who were about to move.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi just smiled and let it go.

He just gave a choice, as for how to choose, it is still the witch people's own business.

At this time, Fang Xi was looking at a void with great interest.

Proficient in ventilation and seal script, he can faintly feel the void fluctuations in that place, which is a sign of the time when he is about to break through with the 'Boundary Breaking Talisman'.

But for some reason, there was still no cultivator of Huashen.

"The Primordial Demon Sect is a giant in the Mingworld, don't let me down..."

Fang Xi murmured, knowing that she was a bit of a bully.

Back then, when he was promoted to the early stage of God Transformation, he was not afraid of the God Transformation monks of the human race at all.

Up to now, even if the numbers come up in a row, it probably won't be enough to kill.

But at this time, there was faint fluctuations in the void, but no monk appeared, which surprised Fang Xi a little.

Before teleporting the altar.

A woman with picturesque eyebrows, wearing a white gauze, and bare feet bit her lips involuntarily.

Behind her, there are still a group of Yuanying elders from the original demon sect, all of them keeping their eyes on each other with extremely solemn expressions.

At this time, the Supreme Elder, the cultivator of Huashen... was in a trance.

It seems that many years ago, at the same time and place, I faced a choice.

If the choice was wrong at that time, perhaps the Supreme Elder of the original demon sect would have been the Holy Son of that year.

Compared with the current scene, how similar is it?

She stretched out her slender hand, pressed the center of her brow, and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry about it..."

"Elder Taishang?"

A demon cultivator in the late stage of Yuanying came out: "In this secret realm, it is an important place for alchemy resources of my holy gate..."

The saint glanced at the man.

Among the primitive demon sects, probably only the big monks in the late Yuanying period dared to say a few words to her.

"You should also be aware of the kung fu practiced by this seat. This kind of spiritual perception in the dark is not inaccurate... Today is not suitable for martial arts."

The saint's red lips parted gently.

"Today is not suitable for...fighting skills?!"

The Great Nascent Soul Cultivator's heart skipped a beat, but when he thought that the exercises practiced by the Supreme Elder did have such abilities, he couldn't help being suspicious.

The saint didn't take it seriously, her eyes were smiling, as if through a void, directly meeting a pair of calm eyes.

"It's smart... Maybe you know some divination techniques?"

Fang Xi stroked her chin thoughtfully, and waved towards the void.

Countless cyan light spots gathered and turned into the appearance of the Qinghe Sword of the fourth generation: "Sure enough, those who can be promoted to become gods in the lower realm are all a generation of pride!"

If this cultivator from the Primordial Demon Sect came, he would not be polite, and he had to calculate the previous grievances carefully.

But since the other party has become a shrinking turtle, forget it, he didn't suffer much anyway.

and……

Fang Xi came to Ming Huanjie to practice the 'Taishang Beidou Siming Shenguang', which made him fight and fight every day, which was actually not very good.

Holding the Four Generations Qinghe Sword in his hand, he smiled and slashed at will.

Stab it!

A cyan sword light emerged, although it was only a dozen feet long, it directly cut through the void, revealing a void passage.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi made a formula with both hands, and the four-color armor emerged from his body. It was the 'Myriad Demon Armor Secret Technique' that he had re-cultivated!
This secret technique has already reached the level of the 'Four Holy Beast Armor', and after it replaced the original blood essence of the crocodile dragon and the blood essence of the fifth-order black turtle with the essence blood of the little black turtle and the dragon, it has become extremely successful Going one step further, the defense power increases again.

At this moment, with a thought in his mind, colorful phoenix feathers appeared behind the armor.

The huge feathers form a pair of wings, and there are countless phoenix script scripts circulating at the ends. It is obvious that the energy of the void is not trivial.

Whoosh!

With a flap of wings, Fang Xi's figure entered the void passage and disappeared.

With his defense and the power of the void at this time, even if he sneaks into the fairy world through the gaps in the void, he is very sure. Passing through this short void passage is naturally more calm and breezy, without any effort.

……

Ming world.

A place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The void twisted and turned into a channel.

Fang Xi's figure flew out of it, and he did a trick to smooth out the gap in the void.

Otherwise, if it is allowed to lie in the void, it will be a big killer even for the monk who formed the core of the Nascent Soul...

"The aura of this world...is quite good."

His spiritual consciousness spread far and wide, and after sensing the aura environment of Minghuan Realm, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

This world full of aura is only slightly worse than the human world in the peak period of ancient times.

It's no wonder that the sects in this world have produced Huashen monks from generation to generation, and there are ascenders every few hundred years!
"The most important thing now is to find a place full of aura to retreat... Shanhaizhu is only the last choice."

Fang Xi muttered to herself.

Although Shanhaizhu has experienced the upgrade of swallowing the vast sea world, but the place is too big... the concentration of spiritual energy has dropped a bit, so it is not a good choice.

Even if a spiritual vein is forcibly piled up with spiritual eyes, it still needs to satisfy the cultivation of the ancestor demon tree, the little black turtle, and Tai Sui... Fang Xi's going there is a bit crowded.

"Ming Huanjie is so big, there must be a fifth-order spirit vein!"

He murmured, planning to find a cultivator first and ask about the situation.

……

Xianyuanfang City.

Fang Xi entered it, swept his consciousness, and chose a direction.

Not long after, they came to an antique attic.

The door of the attic is half closed, and the plaque reads "Drizzle Tower" in three big characters.

"This fellow Daoist..."

Just as Fang Xi wanted to enter, two boys came out: "Sorry...this building is closed today."

"Is it?"

He sneered, and said a few words through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

Not long after, the gate of the Xiaoyu Building opened, and an old man with a childlike face and white hair respectfully greeted him: "This servant has no eyes, and neglects seniors. Please don't blame seniors..."

"Landlord?!"

The two boys were stunned.

You know, even if the owner of the square city, which meeting is not polite and respectful to the owner?

Those monks who came to visit the building owner had to follow the rules of the Xiaoyu Building and perform proper etiquette before they could enter.

Why is it so this time?

Wait, what did the landlord who was already Yuanying Zhenjun call him?
The faces of the two boys turned pale, and they fell limply on the ground, urinating out of fear.

"It's okay..."

Naturally, Fang Xi didn't care about like a child, and followed the drizzle into the attic.

After walking past a screen, the sky and the earth suddenly widened!
A garden covering an area of ​​at least one hundred acres appeared in front of Fang Xi's eyes. There were flying eaves, bucket arches, carved beams and painted buildings, and dozens of attics. The buildings were connected by flying bridges, faintly forming a formation.

"Yes, you are still a formation master?"

Fang Xi glanced at it, feeling a little interesting.

Moreover, the space here is obviously different from other places, and it has a taste of entering the mountains and seas.

This made him feel deeply that the Ming Huan Realm has indeed come to the forefront of the Human Realm and the Kyushu Realm in terms of refining treasures such as Void and Cave Mansions.

"Don't dare dare... This old man just knows a little bit about formations. Thanks to the love of all colleagues, he hired him a few times to make a living..."

The owner of Xiaoyu accompanied Xiaoxin and thought hard, but he couldn't figure out that there was such a cultivator who transformed into a god in Minghuan Realm.

"It just so happens that this seat is also a formation master."

Fang Xi nodded, and followed Xiao Yu into an attic.

After the guests and hosts were seated, a puppet maid immediately stepped forward and offered a cup of fragrant tea.

Fang Xiyimu was not afraid of most poisons when he was in the Dharma Body. Now that he has achieved the Evergreen Physique, even the "Thousand Absolute Poison" that can poison the monks of Huashen is useless at all. He took a sip immediately and said with a smile: "Good tea ..."

"This Nine Treasures Fragrant Tea has cost me a lot of thought, as long as senior likes it." Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"Well, I have something to ask you..."

Fang Xi put down the teacup and said casually.

"Senior, just ask, I know everything, and I can't stop talking!" The owner of Xiao Yu immediately promised.

"Don't worry so much, it's just some common problems..." Fang Xi glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator, and couldn't help smiling: "I never owe anyone, so I should give you a few words on the way of formation..."

Immediately, the two began to talk.

Fang Xi asked some common questions, and by the way, also tested the master Xiaoyu's formation skills, which can only be said to be barely good, which can be regarded as a fourth-level middle-grade series.

For many forces in this world, the Tier [-] formation master is already a talent that needs to be recruited vigorously, but for him, that's all.

A few random words from Fang Xi can make the owner of Xiao Yu feel a sense of enlightenment, and the eyes he looks at Fang Xi at the end are full of gratitude...

(End of this chapter)