In fact, Elder Moye was able to succeed in building the foundation. The element of luck is very large, the foundation is basically loose, and he succeeded unexpectedly with a foundation building pill that he got by chance. The foundation is only blue, and even among the blue foundations, it belongs to It's inferior, but Fang Xing has almost formed a purple foundation. Although he is polluted by evil spirits, his essence is much higher than Moye's. The difference is worlds apart.
The most important thing is that in Elder Moye's heart, he still thought that Fang Xing was just a smart man. When he made a move, he was a little careless and only displayed 50% of his strength. Then it was not an accident to be sent flying by Fang Xing's slap up.
"Little ghost, you finally came out. Ying has been waiting for you for a long time..."
While Fang Xing was in a daze, suddenly there was a shout from above his head, and he rushed over like lightning in response to the lion's roar, and slapped it down with his palm.
The phantom of nine lions loomed above his head, and his palms were mighty, rolling and covering a radius of thirty feet.
"Fuck me, Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer, run quickly..."
Fang Xing was taken aback. He was still a little jealous of the master of the Hundred Beasts Sect in the middle stage of foundation establishment. When he saw him slapping him, he immediately swayed behind his back, formed two golden wings, and flew towards the distance like lightning.
Ying Shi Roar slapped him empty, and was a little surprised at the speed of this little ghost, but he wanted to press this little ghost about the secret of Qingqiu's grave, so naturally he refused to let him go, and after a loud roar, he chased after Fang Xing. It was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, flying on the clouds, faster than lightning, but Fang Xing hadn't learned the technique of soaring clouds, and only flew with the two golden wings on his back, but the speed was not slow.
The One Hundred Thousand Eight Thousand Swords is originally the secret art of the Peng Clan and the Flying Clan. It is used for flying, and the effect is extremely obvious.
One of them fled, the other chased, and flew three thousand miles away in an instant, Ying Shi Roar was close to Fang Xing, but he hadn't caught him yet.
Fang Xing groaned secretly in his heart, feeling that he couldn't escape, but at this moment, wrapped in the Wanling Banner around his body for defense, the strange voice of Dapeng Xiewang rang out: "It's just a mere In the middle stage of foundation establishment, what are you trying to escape?"
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and said, "I can't beat him..."
Dapeng Xiewang said speechlessly: "You are an old man, is the Wanling Banner just for display?"
Fang Xing was taken aback, thinking it made sense, he stopped immediately, and said, "Stop running, go back and mess with him!"
After the foundation establishment, he hadn't fought against anyone yet, so it was hard to judge each other's strength, so he acted a little cautiously. When he saw Ying Shihou in the middle stage of foundation establishment chasing him, he subconsciously ran, but after being reminded by Dapeng Xiewang, he It suddenly occurred to him that there was no need for him to be so afraid of him. Even if he had just successfully established the foundation and had the Wanling Banner in his hand, he might not be incapable of fighting.
"Little rascal, let's catch him with nothing. I have a question to ask you, and I don't want to take your life directly!"
Seeing that Fang Xing had stopped, Ying Shi Roar waved his sleeves and shouted solemnly.
"Ha ha… "
Fang Xing laughed, didn't answer at all, just waved the Wanling flag, and shouted: "Old evil, bite him..."
With a wave of the Wanling Banner, half of the sky is covered with black clouds, and there are faintly visible monsters of countless shapes hiding in the black clouds, billowing like smoke, and rolling towards the roaring lion. Inside the black clouds, they are ten feet long But the golden King Roc is extremely conspicuous, floating and sinking in the black clouds, carrying a burst of fierce power, just like a vicious shark walking through the waves, it makes people shudder.
This roc, however, is the manifestation of the true spirit of the Dapeng evil king, and its prestige is astonishing.
"Little bastard, the old man is also a majestic demon king, so be careful when you speak..."
Dapeng Xiewang, who rushed towards Ying Shi's roar with fierce power, did not forget to turn his head and shout at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "Be careful next time... Lao Xie, get him!"
They said it easily, but Ying Shi's roar suddenly changed his face, and a monster cloud came, which made him feel a chill on his back in the middle stage of foundation establishment, which was strange and inexplicable, and he roared eagerly, urging his life A demon spirit, a phantom of nine lions that looked like a hill manifested above its head, nine heads opened their mouths at the same time, and invisible sound waves roared out towards the black cloud.
The nine-headed lion has supernatural powers, and the lion swallows the sky and roars!
The sound waves rolled, smashed the clouds and cracked the sky, and brought up hurricane bursts, sweeping a void.
"Hehe, you actually use the demon spirits of our demon clan to cultivate, your inheritance is interesting!"
Among the black clouds, the Dapeng evil king sneered coldly, his figure suddenly became three times bigger, not much smaller than the phantom of the nine-headed lion, and then he spread his wings, and the overwhelming sword feathers attacked the nine-headed lion In the past, the sound waves of the lion's roar collided with the sword feathers, and they annihilated each other. For a while, black smoke billowed in the air, and torrents shot out in all directions, disturbing the wind and clouds, and the sky disappeared, causing chaos.
"Inheriting the demon spirit from oneself, using the power of the demon spirit to display supernatural powers, is quite ingenious. Ordinary people will suffer a lot if they encounter you. However, in front of the old man, you are restrained. This demon spirit , bring me..."
The voice of Dapeng Xiewang came from the darkness, surprisingly domineering and majestic.
Fang Xing was overjoyed to hear that Dapeng Xie Wang was so domineering. At the same time, he thought that this old Xie didn't look like a good guy before. This sentence "bring it to me" was so natural, and he didn't miss it at first glance. Live this kind of thing!
Ying Lion Roar and the evil king had a counterattack, and the invincible nine-headed lion's supernatural power failed. I was shocked, and at the expense of spiritual power, frantically activated the nine-headed lion demon spirit to fight against the billowing black smoke. At this time, But even Gu couldn't care about that little ghost Shangxing anymore. Surrounded by hundreds of demon spirits, even if he was in the mid-stage of building a dignified foundation, he was already somewhat powerless and clumsy.
What's even more frightening is that the big roc in the black cloud is surprisingly powerful.
Logically speaking, the power that he, the nine-headed lion demon spirit that has been cultivating for nearly a hundred years, can display is stronger than that of the demon spirit in the Wanling Banner that has just been successfully refined and has not even been contaminated by blood. A monster like Dapeng Xiewang made him feel more pressured, and he had a vague feeling that he couldn't resist, so he had to use all his strength to attack desperately.
"Little ghost, this person's strength is not bad, but we have not enjoyed the blood sacrifice, and our strength is greatly limited. In fact, he is not his opponent, but he is practicing the technique of demon spirits, but he happens to be restrained by the Wanling Banner, so he can withstand it , but if you keep fighting like this, I'm afraid no one will be able to do anything to anyone, so you have to help out and subdue this person. The nine-headed lion demon spirit in his body turned out to be the Nascent Soul demon spirit of the ancient demon clan. However, we must seize its seal and seal it on our Wanling Banner..."
When Ying Shi's roar was a little panicked, Dapeng Xie Wang also quietly sent a voice to Fang Xing.
It seemed that the old guy was not as confident as he had shown.
"Well, I thought it was nothing to do with me..."
Fang Xing, who was standing on the sidelines watching the fun, curled his lips, despised Dapeng Xiewang and said, "It's not that I said you, the majestic Jindan Demon King, can't even deal with a mid-stage Foundation Establishment. Do you know what it means to be ashamed?"
Dapeng's evil king was full of smoke, and cursed: "The old man was a golden core when he had a demon body, but now he is just a wisp of demon spirit, and he has not enjoyed the slightest blood sacrifice. He can trap a demon for you with the help of the magic circle of all spirits. In the mid-stage of foundation establishment, what are you still dissatisfied with? Do you know that it is necessary to use one's own blood as a guide to use one's own blood as a guide to drive a mysterious weapon such as the Wanling Banner? , let you control the flag, use me to drive the spirit, save you a lot of trouble, and you still..."
"Okay, okay, let's see the young master makes a move, and the custodian is easy to catch..."
Fang Xing ignored Dapeng Xiewang's nagging, quietly let go of the Wanling Banner, and hung it in the air independently, while he sneaked behind Ying Shihou, and saw that this person was using all his strength to fight against the black cloud. The tumbling demon spirits fought fiercely, and had no time to do anything else, so they spit into their hands, took off the Jinghuangqin behind them, held the narrower end with both hands, and rushed over like lightning.
He has practiced the Hundred Eight Thousand Swords to a certain level, within a short distance, his speed is extremely astonishing, and because he has no time to respond to the lion's roar, he was immediately touched behind him, waved the frightening phoenix, and went to respond to the lion's roar Hit the back of the head.
The dignified top-grade profound weapon was treated as a big stick by him.
But he said that in response to the lion's roar, he was fighting fiercely with the demon spirits in the Wanling Banner. Suddenly he felt someone attacking from behind, and before he could react, he felt a shock in the back of his head, and was stunned by Fang Xing's stick. Immediately, there was a shackle between the magical powers of the nine-headed lion demon spirit driven by him. The Dapeng evil king laughed loudly, and countless demon spirits rushed up, rolling him up like a tide.
"How about it? It's better to use the stick like my master, right?"
Fang Xing was very proud of carrying the Jinghuang Qin.
Dapeng Xiewang is a bit black-faced.
This is the first battle of my fledgling. I didn't expect to deal with a middle-stage foundation-builder, or a middle-stage foundation-builder whose practice spell was restrained by the Wanling Banner. I didn't win it smoothly. It was only with the help of this little devil that I succeeded. That's all. , but this brat didn't rely on his real skills, but knocked him out with a stick. Wasn't this deliberately embarrassing himself
"Go, push this guy down and force him to brand the Nine-Headed Lion Seal on the Wanling Banner!"
Dapeng Xie Wang vented his anger with the lion's roar and kicked it angrily.
He actually took a fancy to the nine-headed lion demon spirit that responded to the lion's roar, because he had already seen that the nine-headed lion demon spirit was the spirit of the ancient Nascent Soul Demon Venerable, which was essentially the same as the spirit sealed on the Wanling Banner. There is no difference between the demon spirits, but I don't know what method the Hundred Beasts School used to pass this kind of demon spirit down from generation to generation, and integrate their own divine thoughts with it.
In this way, they can use some of the supernatural powers of the nine-headed lion demon spirit during his lifetime, and even obtain some of the demon clan inheritance hidden in the nine-headed lion demon spirit's consciousness. It is indeed a mysterious method, and he is very interested in studying it .
Of course, another reason is that if the demon spirit's seal is sealed on the Wanling Banner, then as the master spirit, it is no different from having an extra Nascent Soul-level demon spirit as his subordinate, and his strength will increase. Much stronger.
"If you are sensible, hand over the seal of your nine-headed lion demon spirit!"
Fang Xing approached the lion's roar, and shouted fiercely, with the air of robbery.