"Bang bang..."
Fang Xing, who swooped down from the sky, was straight like a demon god, with six arms waving like teeth, like claws, and the black giant sword in his hand bounced repeatedly, smashing the big knife that the little dragon king of Canglanhai stabbed at his face. Then, with the second hand, he swung the water and fire stick borrowed from Kong Konger's hand, smashed it with one stick, the water and fire collapsed, and the monstrous force has already dispersed a fire python driven by Senior Brother He...
The third one is holding the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, which is also a semi-divine weapon from the Xuanyu. It can draw out thousands of blood rays when it touches blood. It is extremely bloodthirsty and cold. Strong, the most suitable for fighting on the battlefield, but Fang Xing has been using the black giant sword as a weapon in order to practice the unknown art passed down by the black giant sword, and has kept away such weapons as the blood drinking mad knife.
Like a blood fan dancing with a knife, it knocked away the three ancient swords held by Taishi Chi'er, and at the same time knocked away the Snake King and Wuyingshan Daozi around Taishi Chi'er, and then, the fourth hand took up King Xiaopeng The golden halberd borrowed in his hand roared violently, piercing through the void, and crushed the lower body of Ziwu Lake Daozi who was attacking him with the water method, and sprinkled a bloody rain.
That's not counting, the four weapons danced like wheels, shaking all directions, but they still left two hand seals.
"Yin Yang Great Grinding Disc!"
As the dark thunder surged, the yin and yang energies reversed, once again forming the overwhelming yin and yang grinding in front of him.
boom! Boom!
As if the sky had been shattered, with the phantom as the center, a hollow hollow visible to the naked eye formed around him, and then it was annihilated at a high speed, and then suddenly spread out to the surroundings. To all the monsters around, it is almost as difficult to resist as the light of a god. Those with low cultivation bases and injured ones even need to use spells to withstand it.
For a moment, there was no one within a hundred feet of Fang Xing's body, and there were no stones, and he swept out a void.
The demon cultivators around were shocked by him at the same time and staggered back, except for one person.
Zhou Xianjue, a bald monk from Shenzhou, his artifact, the iron lotus, has been destroyed, and most of his strength has been ruined. During this siege, he can only hold a single knife, and he can cut out a evil spirit to put pressure on Fang Xing That's all, it's just that there is no doubt that the evil spirit was directly wiped out by Fang Xing's yin and yang, and then the divine light recoiled, and he flew out like a kite...
But just after flying less than three feet away, he stopped.
Because at this moment, Fang Xing rushed up directly, and one of his hands grabbed his lapel by splitting his chest.
"Death bald, you were yelling fiercely just now... This time, you have another substitute?"
Fang Xing pointed straight at his head, and the three strange eyes looked at him with malicious intent, and then the blood-drinking wind blew up.
"No... Brother He, save me..."
After Zhou Xianjue had his head chopped off by Fang Xing, he was actually scared out of his wits, and it was because of his scaredness that he appeared extremely violent and vicious in the subsequent siege. This was undoubtedly a way he used to cover up The frightened action in my heart, but at this moment, Fang Xing grabbed the cassock and leaned against this three-headed and six-armed little devil at such a close distance, only to feel a chill in my heart.
What dignity, what face, how can life be important
His heart convulsed as if being pulled, Zhou Xianjue subconsciously opened his mouth to call for help.
And Senior Brother He, who was not far away, really changed his face. As the leader of the Shenzhou envoys, and Zhou Xianjue's senior brother, he naturally would not let Zhou Xianjue be killed, but the blood talisman for the substitute It doesn't mean that Yu Shi is the one who controls the envoy. The first time, he was well prepared and he was in time. But this time, Fang Xing shot too fast and caught Zhou Xianjue before he had time. Seeing that the little devil had already swung the huge black sword, Senior Brother He shouted loudly, and rushed out with dual spell casting.
"Boom!"
He pinched his hands, and his fingertips actually manifested a series of golden giant swords, slashing straight at Fang Xing's arm.
He wants to separate Fang Xing and Zhou Xianjue with a sword!
It's a pity that Fang Xing now has six arms, the golden halberd and the water and fire stick, and he swung them at the same time, smashing Brother He's magic attack, while the black giant sword kept chopping out, With a "poof", a big bald head flew up, unlike the last time when there was no blood in the neck cavity, this time there was a fountain of blood spurting into the air, like blood-colored fireworks.
"Whoosh..."
Fang Xing's other hand shot out, and took Zhou Xianjue's head that was flying in mid-air into his hand.
"Don't... don't kill me... I'm really just... testing you... no evil... malice..."
The body and head are in a different place, but the cultivation of Jindan is extraordinary after all, Zhou Xianjue did not die for a while, so it was difficult to transmit the sound.
"Okay, if you can take this punch from me, I will believe you!"
Fang Xing returned simply, and punched out with a bang with his fifth hand, like smashing a rotten watermelon.
Under such circumstances, how could Zhou Xianjue get off
Even the head, body and soul were wiped out by Fang Xing's fist.
Until he died, he didn't have the confidence to die, so before he died, he didn't even have a chance to blew himself up.
"Little devil, if you dare to kill me, a cultivator from China, I will suppress your soul!"
Brother He was already furious at this time, his eyes were about to split open, and he rushed forward again roaring, his magical powers fully displayed, roaring like a mountain.
"I hate those of you who take the initiative to provoke me the most, come and kill me!"
Fang Xing laughed loudly, and kicked Zhou Xianjue's headless body towards Senior Brother He, his wings curled up behind him, and his figure rushed to another direction again. Dan, has suddenly changed. When he was besieged by the nine devil-fighting sons earlier, there were nine evil spirits entwined on the golden core, and after killing Zhou Xianjue, the murderous aura around the golden core has been reduced. One, to him at this moment, it was as if a chain was missing from his body, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his body, flying around him...
call out!
Above the head, a golden elixir as dazzling as the scorching sun suddenly emerged, and it spun around in the air, and the elixir light flourished.
"Golden elixir turn two... he actually broke through at this time?"
Someone yelled, it was almost hard to imagine the scene in front of them.
Although it's just the transformation from Jindan 1 to rank 2, rather than a big improvement like entering the middle stage of Jindan in the early stage, it's still amazing.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Fang Xing also realized that he had directly advanced to the second rank of Jindan, and laughed loudly: "Old Fusang really didn't lie to me, building the foundation to cultivate the body, Jindan to refine the soul, comprehend the profound way, the advancement is like beheading people... "Amidst the laughter, he raised his head and looked at the few people around him: "When the art of killing life is first completed, the soul, body and body are free, beheading one person, and ascending to the first level... Beheading nine sons, my master, I will straighten Yuanying!"
Kill one person, ascend to one realm, behead nine sons, and transform into a Nascent Soul!
With a stern shout, the expressions of all the demons who were directly frightened changed, even the Little Dragon King and Senior Brother Shenzhou He were shocked for a moment.
The improvement of Jindan is hard to say, half is accumulation, half is comprehension, once the accumulation is reached, and the comprehension is clear, it will naturally improve rapidly, but if the comprehension is not clear, or the accumulation is not enough, it will be stuck in a certain state. Card, it may be a lifetime.
Human cultivators or demon cultivators who have stepped into the golden core realm, as long as the pills are not bad, it is rare for the golden core to rank one or even three, because under normal circumstances, after forming a golden core, strike while the iron is hot and work hard. After retreating for several years, comprehending the truth, and practicing divine arts according to the method of one's alchemy, one will often advance by leaps and bounds in a few years, advancing to several ranks, or even breaking through.
For example, Fox Immortal Fairy and Ziwu Lake Daozi, after forming the golden core, both had a long period of retreat. This retreat was to familiarize themselves with and comprehend the methods contained in their own cores, so as to practice divine arts, and then to use this to improve Xiuwei.
Fox Immortal Ji formed the alchemy ten years ago, and then retreated for three years. When she left the seclusion, she was already at the fifth rank of the golden elixir. After that, she began to take over the affairs of Qingqiu Mountain and learned the art of vertical and horizontal control. After going up to another level, Ziwu Lake Daozi formed the alchemy seven years ago and then retreated. He just left the closed door not long ago. This time he left the closed door, he is already at the sixth rank of Jindan, and he is half in the late stage.
The reason is also very simple. Those with high alchemy rank have accumulated a lot of accumulation during the foundation building stage. After forming alchemy, as long as they understand the method of alchemy, those accumulations that have been made will naturally make them Rapidly improving the cultivation level for a period of time, only those who did not have much accumulation in the foundation building stage and barely formed the alchemy, and the accumulation is insufficient, will gradually improve step by step.
On the surface, Fang Xing belongs to the latter.
In the eyes of others, he is almost useless except for his tyrannical physical body. His alchemy is inferior and his realm is low. The accumulation is far richer than these Taoist-level figures of the Yaozu, but his alchemy practice is destined to be different from other practitioners.
For Fang Xing, even the level of realm has little effect on his strength.
At the very least, there was no earth-shaking improvement in strength between him at the first rank of Jindan and himself at the third rank of Jindan.
His accumulation is far from realizing its potential at this time.
If he chooses the path of retreat, it is estimated that he will not be able to get out in ten or twenty years, and this is still under the condition of extremely high comprehension.
And even if he has a high level of comprehension, he may not be able to unearth all his potential after closing the door.
It was precisely because of this that Genbo, the old monster who had lived for an unknown period of time, pointed out a clear way for Fang Xing, which was to use war as the key.
This battle is not only the process of practicing the great art of killing and unleashing the potential of his physical body, but also his journey of retreat.
In this battle where he bet on his own life and death, he escaped death, and every move drew his own luck. It is precisely because of this that the killing intent and evil spirit on the Nine Sons of Demon Fighting are connected with his luck, and each other Entanglement is like shackles, strangling Fang Xing's soul, and he who has mastered the killing technique, every time he kills one of the nine people, the shackles on his body will break, and the power of the soul will rebound, and his cultivation will be reduced. He will be promoted to one level, if he really has the ability to kill nine sons in a row, the spirit and soul are at ease, and the potential of the physical body is fully realized, it is really possible that he will turn around as he wishes and straighten the Nascent Soul.
Strictly speaking, this is a fortune that is greater than the killing technique itself. It is only once in a thousand years, but it is also extremely dangerous. It can be said that the benefits are directly proportional to the risks. After deliberation, it was because it was too mysterious and dangerous that even Fang Xing didn't dare to believe it.
Fortunately, Fang Xing is not stupid, he knows that Gen Bo is indeed extraordinary, so after some consideration, he still does this.
Then after killing the bald man Zhou Xianjue, he suddenly found out that this was true.
That being the case, why are you being polite, kill, kill, kill the fuck!