The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 722

With Fang Yunlong's rich combat experience and various sneak attack methods, how could he be successfully attacked by a monk surnamed Tu?

The monk surnamed Tu thought that everything was under control, but he didn't know that he just met Fang Yunlong's plan by accident at the beginning, but he would never guess the ending.What happened in the next moment was enough to make him unforgettable for the rest of his life.The two top-level magic weapons hit Fang Yunlong's body, but no blood splashed out. What's even more surprising was that Fang Yunlong firmly held the two top-level magic weapons with hazy black hands. At this time, she was looking at him jokingly.

The monk surnamed Tu was shocked, what kind of strength is this?With a loud shout, the monk surnamed Tu spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time the formula in his hand was constantly changing, directing the two top-level magic weapons that fell into Fang Yunlong's black palm to continue to struggle.

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly. With the strength of his physical body, and with the assistance of the black flag armor, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to deal with the two top-level magic weapons commanded by the friar whose vitality was already damaged? "What? Is this your ability?"

The monk surnamed Tu also has rich combat experience, seeing that the situation is not good, it is the best policy to immediately move 36 times.Gritting his teeth, the monk surnamed Tu shouted in a low voice: "Explosion." At the same time, his figure flickered, he rose into the air, and quickly fled into the distance.

In ordinary martial arts, directly grasping the opponent's weapon with both hands to make the opponent lose the ability to resist is very cool.But in the world of comprehension, very few monks would grab the opponent's magic weapon or magic weapon. Even a monk at the alchemy stage would not grab a top-level magic weapon with his bare hands.The reason is that the opponent can command his magic weapon or magic weapon to self-explode regardless of the trauma of his mind, so as to injure the enemy or delay the opponent's attack.

The monk surnamed Tu had known for a long time that Fang Yunlong was from the mortal world, so he was not surprised to see him grab the magic weapon, but was secretly happy in his heart, so he tried his best to be traumatized, and wanted to teach Fang Yunlong a lesson.It's just that as soon as Fang Yunlong made a move, he grabbed the two top-level magic weapons under his command, which made the monk surnamed Tu feel lingering fear. All the monks surnamed Tu decided to run away as fast as they could in their lives.

It's a pity that the monk surnamed Tu made a lot of calculations, but he didn't get the expected result.The moment he soared into the sky, the monk surnamed Tu thought that the self-destructing top-level magic weapon would make an earth-shattering sound, but he didn't expect that the surrounding area was still calm and there was no sound.Then, the two top-level magical artifacts that the monk surnamed Tu immediately felt connected with each other suddenly lost contact with him.

The friar surnamed Tu, who had just arrived, turned his head and glanced at Fang Yunlong under the shock. The spiritual power in his whole body suddenly stopped, and a gleaming gold ring was firmly put on his body again.The moment his spiritual power stagnated, the monk surnamed Tu fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.Fortunately, the monk surnamed Tu just flew no more than ten feet high, otherwise he would be seriously injured by this blow.

The cultivator surnamed Tu who fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment recovered his spiritual power again, but when he tried to concentrate his spiritual power and break free from the golden ring on his body, his spiritual power lost the chain at a critical moment.The friar surnamed Tu, who was ashamed, looked at Fang Yunlong quickly. He still didn't understand why his top-level magic weapon suddenly lost contact and didn't listen to him.If he had succeeded in self-destruct just now, then he would have escaped from birth.

I saw several colorful butterflies standing on the two top-level instruments in Fang Yunlong's hands. They were the butterflies that appeared on Fang Yunlong's body when the monk surnamed Tu was caught for the first time.Looking at the stunned monk surnamed Tu, Fang Yunlong chuckled and said, "Is it an accident? Hmph, don't worry, Fang will definitely let you go to hell comfortably!"

Hearing Fang Yunlong's words, a chill of horror rose, and the monk surnamed Tu couldn't help but shuddered, and quickly knelt down, and Fang Yunlong kowtowed for mercy.It's a pity that the grass in his eyes, which has never experienced wind and rain, didn't listen to what he said, and directly knocked him out.

When Fang Yunlong grasped the two top-level magical artifacts of the monk surnamed Tu with his hands, he considered the worst situation, that is, the magical artifacts would explode.Therefore, Fang Yunlong quietly commanded the invisible colorful butterflies to appear around the two top-level magical artifacts. When the monk surnamed Tu had the idea of ​​self-destructing the magical artifacts, he would attach them to the magical artifacts and quickly absorb the aura contained in the magical artifacts. , thus cutting off the spiritual connection between the monk surnamed Tu and the magic weapon, and preventing the magic weapon from exploding.

Since the colorful butterflies evolved again, their strength has greatly improved, and their ability to absorb spiritual energy has also greatly increased.Many magic weapons in Fang Yunlong's hands have been sucked into powder by them.If it weren't for seeing the huge aura contained in the magic weapon, which can promote the growth of the colorful butterfly's spiritual power to a certain extent, then no matter how rich Fang Yunlong is, no matter how many magic weapons there are, they will not let them consume so much.But this time the Colorful Butterfly has made a profit. Fang Yunlong couldn't see the top-level, high-level and middle-level magic weapons in the hands of the two middle-stage foundation-building monks, so they all became the belly of the Colorful Butterfly. meal.

Watching the colorful butterflies absorb the monk named Tu in the middle stage of foundation establishment into the early stage of Qi refining, Fang Yunlong directed the seven butterflies to send them to seven directions, aiming at the seven disciples in the Qi refining stage of Tianmen.With the strength of the colorful butterflies, these seven people will be turned into dust in a short while, and will disappear with the wind.Fang Yunlong would not let go of the remaining two disciples in the Qi refining period. Xiaoyun, who had fought against Xuan Mang, was there, and it was not his turn to make a move.Although he killed two people, Xiaoyun's speed was obviously much faster than that of the colorful butterfly. Almost between cups of tea, Xiaoyun flew back to Fang Yunlong's arms with two storage bags, with a look on his face. excited.

At the same time that the ten disciples of Xiangtianmen were beheaded by Fang Yunlong, in a cave in Xiangtianmen sect, dozens of natal auras wrapped in blue light were extinguished one after another, leaving only Cai Geng, the monk surnamed Tu and The aura of the three of Li Ran.A disciple of Xiangtianmen, who was in charge of guarding the natal aura in the cave, was shocked when he saw this, and quickly took out a special and extremely precious sound transmission talisman from his bosom, and sacrificed it with his spiritual power running.

At midnight, in the hidden tiger valley, there was an indescribable tranquility.Tens of thousands of martial arts practitioners held high the torches one by one, illuminating the entire Huyin Valley as if it were daytime.Everyone stopped talking among themselves, and all stared wide-eyed, looking at the ten big characters on the cliff boulder, waiting for the birth of the Heaven Zhanshen Sword.

As the minutes passed, everyone felt even more uneasy, and a tense atmosphere spread in the Hidden Tiger Valley, and even made it difficult to breathe.

At midnight, a loud thunder fell from the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.On the cliff boulder, under the illumination of the lightning, the ten large characters glowed dazzling white.The white light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the surroundings of the whole hill like daytime.At this time, the entire boulder on the cliff began to shake violently, making a burst of bangs, as if something was conceived in the boulder, and it would explode at any time.

Tens of thousands of martial arts practitioners focused their attention on the boulder on the cliff, not daring to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the spectacle of the birth of the Zhantian Shenjian.It's just that the white light emitted by the ten characters is too dazzling, making everyone have to wipe their eyes from time to time.

The boulder on the cliff, under the sound of rumbling vibrations and the shining of the glaring white light, slowly cracked open, like a chaos, finally cracked its mouth.To everyone's surprise, the boulder cracked, but no gravel fell.After the sound and white light passed, everything returned to calm. Everyone found that the boulder had cracked more than ten feet long and several feet high. On the boulder, the previous ten large characters had disappeared.

When everyone was secretly wondering, a huge sword three feet three inches long and half a foot wide flew out slowly from the cracked mouth of the boulder.As soon as the sword came out of the mouth of the boulder, it stood upright in mid-air, emitting a shining light.

"Sword of Zhantian." As soon as the sword of Zhantian came out, the martial arts people below exploded the pot, looking at the sword of Zhantian in the air, showing surprise, greed, and admiration.If it wasn't for the Zhantian Sword floating in mid-air, everyone would rush forward involuntarily and get a close look at the Zhantian Divine Sword.

It's a pity that no matter how many thoughts everyone has in their hearts, the Zhantian Sword is floating in the air, as if it has taken root there, and there is no movement at all.After a while, seeing that there was no movement from the Zhantian Shenjian, everyone stopped discussing, and the entire Hidden Tiger Valley fell into silence again.Countless heroes in the Jianghu quietly looked at the Zhantian Sword in the air, secretly wondering, could this Zhantian Sword stay in the air for the rest of its life and never come down again?
At this time, there was a loud voice in the air. "Heroes, I am the Scholar Zhantian. I personally forged this Zhantian Sword. The sword weighs a hundred catties. It once accompanied me in the battle between the Tang and Song Dynasties and gained a great reputation."

Such a voice suddenly appeared in the air, everyone was shocked, they looked around quickly, but they didn't find any suspicious person, let alone the source of the voice.After hearing that this person claimed to be the Zhantian Scholar, everyone exclaimed, no wonder he is so mysterious and has such great supernatural powers, he can stand the Zhantian Sword in mid-air.After shattering the void, the martial arts people who have attained Taoism and become immortals are not much different from those who cultivate immortals.

Once the identity of Zhantian Scholar was confirmed, everyone was even more surprised. It seemed that the previous speculation was correct.The person who broke the void in the hidden tiger valley back then was really the heaven-slashing scholar who shocked the martial arts of both countries, so this time when the sword came out, it should be the scholar who chose the disciple to inherit the sword.

At this point, everyone shouted. "I have met Senior Zhantian.", "The junior pays homage to Hero Zhantian."... Even the colleagues who fought with Fang Yunlong on the battlefields of the two countries shouted loudly: "Brother Yun, I am so-and-so , remember? We killed Da Song’s son together..."

(End of this chapter)