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

Chapter 893 Crisis (please subscribe for more updates)

Most of the monks recognized each other by their magic aura.

As long as Fang Xi did not deliberately cover it up, other high-level monks would naturally not admit their mistake.

The fortune teller felt a familiar aura approaching, but when he looked closely, he saw a young man in green robes, followed by two gold-armored monks, strolling over.

But the aura lingering on the young man's body made him feel familiar, but also a little strange.

The deep and abyss-like mana fluctuations made the fortune teller even more frightened: "Mahayana...impossible...how could that mere junior back then break through from returning to the void to the Mahayana realm in just a few hundred years?"

"Even the most talented person in the history of the human race would never be able to do this..."

"Is it possible that I'm out of my mind, or that the Law of Hidden Time is prohibited here, and tens of thousands of years have already passed in the outside world?"

Although Fang Xi now shows his true face, in the eyes of the fortune teller, he is the 'ancestor of the Wang family' back then.

At this time, it is inevitable to be hit to the point of doubting life.

"How long have I... been imprisoned?"

The fortune teller looked at Fang Xi and couldn't help but ask.

"Less than 500 years..."

The corner of Fang Xi's mouth curved: "I am here today to fulfill my promise and rescue fellow Taoist... However, the feathers of the true spirit phoenix that fellow Taoist promised before are far from enough..."

Fortune teller: "..."

After being silent for a moment, he still showed his shadow with his calculations and gossip, and then bowed deeply: "Senior, please give me your instructions, I will not hesitate to do anything..."

As an immortal cultivator and a native of the Earthly Immortal Realm, Shen Suanzi maintained a very upright attitude in front of the immortal cultivators of a higher realm.

"Very good, do you know that the outside world has already turned into a pot of porridge..."

Fang Xi briefly introduced the invasion of the alien alliance and the war between the four races, which made the fortune teller look extremely pale: "I have only been trapped for hundreds of years, but the outside world has changed a lot..."

"Now that I am about to go out and decide the world, I still lack a military advisor..." Fang Xi said leisurely.

"Dare to ask..."

The divine fortune teller asked cautiously: "Which side are you going to help, senior?"

The addition of a Mahayana monk was enough to reverse the war situation in some areas.

Although Fang Xi appears to be a human race, the environment on Skyfall Island is unique. In the past, humans, demons, and many alien races lived in harmony.

Only when someone arrives does a bloody storm begin.

At this time, Fang Xi's attitude made the fortune teller very uncertain.

Apart from anything else, although the two guards behind Fang Xi looked like human beings, they had a strange aura that made the fortune teller's imagination wander...

If this Mahayana is willing to join, no matter whether they are monsters or aliens, they will definitely be waiting for him.

Although the fortune teller wants to regain his freedom, he is unwilling to work for a foreign race.

"Of course it's the human race! After all, I am also from the human race... It's just that there are many dead branches and leaves in the human race in the fairy world that need to be pruned."

Fang Xi smiled and said words with unlimited murderous intent.

The divine fortune teller seemed not to have heard, and said respectfully: "In that case, I would like to do my best..."

"good!"

The Fifth Generation Green He Sword appeared in Fang Xi's hand, and the power of the wood attribute law condensed into a round of sword light.

The magic power of the Mahayana stage spilled out without reservation, which made the fortune teller shocked: "Such power seems to be much greater than that of senior Che Xuanyuan Che... Is this really a new Mahayana?"Or maybe the person who joked with me before was always the other person in disguise?External incarnation? '

However, he soon lost his mind and said: "Senior...Senior, please forgive me!"

puff!
Fang Xi coldly slashed with his sword!
The power of the wood attribute law gathered together and turned into a crescent moon-like sword light, falling on the iceberg.

Whoa!
The colorful chains flash, also carrying the power of law!

However, this immortal mansion fell into disrepair for a long time and many of its restrictions were broken.

But seeing the dark green light flashing, the emerald-like crescent sword light fell on the colorful chains, suddenly shining brightly, and then blended into it strangely.

Whoa!
The colorful chains broke one after another, revealing extremely smooth cuts.

The iceberg shook suddenly, and then fell into pieces...

"Ha ha!"

The divine fortune teller roared and struck out a golden abacus-like treasure.

Countless calculations flew out and transformed into the form of innate Bagua, guarding him layer by layer, and jumped out of the iceberg!

"After being in a cage for a long time, I finally have to get rid of my shackles... The fortune teller thanks you, senior, for rescuing me."

The fortune teller straightened up his appearance and bowed solemnly to Fang Xi: "Senior is able to use all the treasures of the Immortal Mansion like his arms and fingers. It is so wonderful that I am really impressed by this junior."

"It's just a mutilated treasure from the Immortal Mansion."

Fang Xi waved her hands, looked at the potted plants, Yao Qin and other objects inside the pavilion, and said with a clear meaning: "Compared to the real treasures of the Immortal Mansion, they are really not worth mentioning."

The fortune teller was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, please don't make fun of me. Over the past hundreds of years, I have been quietly comprehending, and I have learned some of the wonders of the formation of the Immortal Mansion. I also know that this small pavilion is a Trap... If this junior hadn't been greedy back then, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

The divine fortune teller was originally the master of formations.

Even when Fang Xi was having a discussion with Ji Feixue, this human formation expert had high praise for the Divine Operator, claiming that the opponent's attainments in formations were even higher than his own.

As long as what the divine fortune teller said was not about divination, Fang Xi would naturally believe it: "Oh? Then where is the hub of this immortal mansion?"

"If this junior's prediction is correct, it should be at the bottom of this small pavilion..." The fortune teller smiled and said: "This junior is willing to lead the way for seniors and completely occupy this immortal mansion... The restriction of this immortal mansion is the hub of the Sky Island. As long as we can It is not difficult to perform one or two sacrifices, start the integration with the earthly immortal world in advance, and even choose a place to descend to the world."

"Oh?"

Fang Xi had to admit that she was a little moved.

If we could fully control the secret realm of Skyfall Island, wouldn't it be equivalent to Kyushu sending an unsinkable aircraft carrier?

Moreover, its territory is extremely vast and flexible, making it very suitable for the many heavenly kings of Shinto.

As a great master of formations and divination... Shen Shuzi has been trapped here for hundreds of years. After careful study, he seems to have really figured out something?
"In that case, you go and give it a try."

Fang Xi thought about it and couldn't help but say.

"Haha... How could I be wrong?"

The fortune teller took a step forward with a hint of pride on his face.

When Fang Xi saw this scene, she frowned secretly and secretly used her immortal power to add a defensive spell for herself...

……

Brahma realm.

Heaven Brahma City.

This domain has long been ruined, and now both the inside and outside of Vatican City are controlled by foreign races, and they have been built as a base camp for conquering other domains of the human race.

Colorful restrictions shot up into the sky, converging into a mysterious formation.

At the core of the formation is a bluestone palace suspended in mid-air.

An alien monk with a rhinoceros head and human body in the late stage of integration is sitting cross-legged, silently practicing his skills.

It was night at this time, and the nine-round bright moon outside was shining brightly. A liquid like liquid liquid fell down, and was sucked into the body of this alien.

After a long time, it finally finished its work, and its body was filled with light, combining with the power of the moonlight.

When I opened my eyes, it was already morning.

"what?"

At this time, the foreigner discovered that there was a somewhat rickety figure standing in the main hall.

This figure looks like an old man from the human race, with an unattractive appearance and a small black horn on his head.

"Ancestor... Xiyuan didn't know that our ancestor was coming, so he didn't go far to welcome us. I hope that our ancestor will forgive me."

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the late-stage integration monk of the Mochizuki clan.

This one-horned old man turned out to be a Mahayana-level being of the Wangyue clan!
"Haha, no need... I arrived in the middle of the night. I saw that you were very focused on condensing the power of the Moonlight. Your performance reached a critical juncture, but it was inconvenient to disturb you, the most promising descendant of our clan. You should cultivate to perfection as soon as possible and impact. Mahayana is the real thing, and all other false rituals can be dispensed with."

The dark, one-horned old man smiled slightly and gave a few more tips on the techniques.

The late-stage integration monk of the Mochizuki clan received the instruction with awe and felt that all the confusion in his heart suddenly became clear. After a flash of joy, he couldn't help but ask: "The ancestors are here, but the demon battlefield is finally over?"

"Yes, under the leadership of Di Yi and that unicorn, I fought fiercely with the demons, Mahayana, and finally forced them to retreat to the last few demon areas, sealing the mountains with the demon formation, making it difficult to go out..."

The one-horned old man smiled and said: "On the demon battlefield, we have achieved a great victory. Now that we have finally found some time, a few Mahayana are putting pressure on the humans on the frontal battlefield. I thought that this group of surprise troops can be used... Then we will attack from both sides. , the human race will be defeated!"

The Wangyue Clan monks in the late stage of integration felt awe-inspiring, knowing that their ancestors came to support this partial army, which had another meaning.

Now that the four races are fighting, the demon race is almost the first to be eliminated, leaving the human race alone and unable to support itself. The alliance between the demon race and the alien race can almost seal the victory.

At this time, you need to be more careful with your allies!
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the Monster Clan, but within the Alien Alliance, even though the Jiu Chi Clan is the dominant one, there are also two Mahayana Clan, the Stone Clan and the Mochizuki Clan, among the other alien races!
"This junior understands that only the land captured by our Wangyue clan belongs to us."

The monks of the Wangyue Clan in the late stage of integration.

"Yes, that's the truth... With me here, what will the Jiuchi clan dare to do? Aren't you afraid that I will take the lead and defect to the monster clan?"

The Mahayana of the Wangyue Clan sneered, and then said: "I finally understand it. When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Just like at this moment, only by returning to the way it was before, with humans, monsters and demons standing side by side, can we survive for a long time... I, Wangyue, will join forces with the others." The alien race may be able to balance the demon race and the Jiuchi clan and become the third pole!"

The fused monks of the Mochizuki clan felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that the alien alliance had finally made up its mind to gradually draw a clear line with the Jiuchi clan.

Originally, this alliance was very loose, but it was forced together because of hatred.

Later, the Jiuchi clan, who had no grudges against the three human and demon clans, joined in and took the lead in bloodbathing the factions in the alliance that hated the demon clan. With the combination of kindness and power, they managed to subdue all the clans and twisted them into a rope, making them equal to the demon clan. Form an alliance and launch a war of revenge.

But by this time, the alliance was still inevitably heading towards fragmentation.

'But as long as our ancestors and Stone Clan ancestors have the same opinion, we will stay humble and remain small. We don't need to compete with the Monster Clan and the Jiu Chi Clan for hegemony. We only need a little profit and loot. We should be able to have both sides... and become the third pole in the future. , it is also somewhat possible. '

'I can't say, my opportunity for the Mahayana lies here! '

The more the fused aliens thought about it, the more their eyes lit up.

"That's all... Now we must completely break the backbone of the human race. Otherwise, no matter how we plan, it will be a joke."

When the one-horned old man said this, his tone suddenly turned serious: "I heard that there is still one place in this domain that has not been completely captured?"

"My ancestors forgive me..."

The body of the Moon Clan fusion with a rhinoceros head suddenly trembled: "The human race's 'Penglai Immortal Pavilion' is guarded by a quasi-eighth-level formation... There are two more human race fusion monks sitting in charge. 'Xitong' was folded there back then, junior. Incompetent... After attacking several times, it is difficult to win."

In fact, in recent years, the supreme elder of Penglai Immortal Pavilion, 'Fang Xi', has rarely appeared, but there is another 'Yunxi Yuanjun' who has taken over. Even though it is a late-stage combination cultivation, it can reach the eighth level by force. In a big formation, you may still be seriously injured or even die...

For the sake of its own destiny, and because Penglai Immortal Pavilion only closed the mountain gate and never went out to attack the foreign armies, it turned a blind eye.

"Hmph...I will take action myself and pull out this nail first!"

The Mahayana monk of the Wangyue clan proudly said: "The rise of our Wangyue clan will begin from this battle!"

(End of this chapter)