Zhao Changhe, who was in the big formation, was already so angry that his seven orifices were full of smoke at this time, and his temper was as violent as him. Although he always had a cold appearance, he was very easy to get angry. For a bet, he didn't hesitate to whip the seriously injured old monster Wanluo, and would rather leave a disgraceful impression on others than keep him out of the battle.
It was precisely because of this that he found it unbearable to be insulted in front of so many monks.
Is it possible that I really want to listen to this little devil scolding me for two days and two nights
Stop making trouble, you can blow yourself up in two hours.
Just when he was about to go crazy, Fang Xing suddenly calmed down again, and said with a smile: "Actually, if you want my young master to join the battle, it is not impossible. If you agree to one condition, then I will join the battle now. If you don't Promise, I will scold you for two days and two nights, and then I will slap your ass and go down the mountain. It has nothing to do with me, my young master. Always trying to kill me but can't even catch my shadow lol..."
"You said... what conditions!"
Talisman Dao Shenzi popped out almost word by word from between his teeth, extremely angry.
If this little devil really slapped his ass and left, he couldn't really kill him in the Dragon Palace, and he would really become a laughing stock.
Fang Xing laughed when he heard his question, and said: "It's very simple, let's make a contract. This time, we will not only enter the battle, but also gamble our lives. Make a contract in front of our Nanzhan monks and your Shenzhou monks." Come on, let's go through it for a while, life or death, between you and me, only one can live, even if it is my old Taishan and your Talisman Daoist or other old guys, you must not intervene, otherwise it will be our Nan Cultivator Zhan has successfully broken through ten formations, and he will directly enter Shenzhou, how about it?"
"Life and death contract?"
Countless people beat drums in their hearts, and instantly understood what this little devil was thinking.
He was worried that he would be hindered when he killed Zhao Changhe, so he angered Zhao Changhe in advance and forced him to make this contract with him. There is no chance for him to admit defeat and let him pass the level. Among the two, one must die. In front of so many monks, even the Talisman Dao Master cannot protect him.
For a moment, the master of Taoism of Talisman Artifacts and all the monks from Shenzhou frowned, and their thoughts were churning.
In the eighth formation, Zhao Changhe didn't even think about it, exhaled and said, "Okay!"
"The long river..."
The Talisman Dao Master subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he only called out a name, and then held back abruptly.
He also understood that even if he wanted to stop him, with Zhao Changhe's temper, he couldn't stop him at all.
Besides, that little devil's stinking mouth has brought the situation to this point, if Zhao Changhe doesn't agree, what face will he have
The rough blood is the proof, and the cultivation is the proof!
Soon, a simple decree came out, the breath was rolling, hanging in the air, and the seal characters on it were manifested, possessing supreme divine power.
Without hesitation, Fang Xing bit his index finger and spilled blood on it, and in the eighth formation, the smoke cloud also swayed, revealing a young man sitting cross-legged on a wine gourd, full of hatred Glancing at Fang Xing, he also bit his index finger and spewed out the blood. The blood of the two fell on the ancient decree at the same time, and immediately there was a faint change in breath, and the handwriting froze.
Life and death contract!
After being cheated once by the Lingqiao Sect, Fang Xing became more careful. In order to kill Zhao Changhe and prevent him from retreating before the battle, he racked his brains to lure him into signing such a life-and-death contract. With the testimony of human essence and blood, and the testimony of thousands of monks from Shenzhou and Nanzhan up and down the mountain, among them are even big figures such as the Taoist masters of the North Three Ways and the Dragon Lord. The weight of this life and death contract is simply extremely large. Said to be a son of God of Talisman of Talisman, even Yuanying Patriarch, could not escape.
"Okay, I'm brave enough to sign the contract, the young master will give you a good look, stop talking nonsense, let's divide life and death!"
Seeing that Zhao Changhe agreed to make the contract, a cold light flashed in his eyes immediately, he shouted loudly, and with a shake of his fist, there was a wave of aura on his body soaring to the sky. The aura caused the sky and the earth to change color, and in the dark clouds, Dao Leisi loomed, exuding a frightening aura of thunder and lightning, which seemed to be shot down at any time...
Canglan Sea Dragon Palace thunder technique secret method!
And after summoning this dark cloud, Fang Xing was not polite, smiled slyly, and flew into the eighth formation.
"Follow up and help him break through!"
A savage look flashed in Li Hongyi's eyes, and he scolded lightly, the red shadow was like silk.
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"...
A group of Nanzhan juniors looked at each other, seeing the absoluteness in each other's eyes, gritted their teeth and rushed into the eighth formation.
A sea of clouds!
As soon as he entered the eighth formation, he suddenly discovered that there were no mountains, rocks, trails, Wei'e Fengchan Mountain, or even the ground below. As far as he could see, there was only a vast sea of clouds, hiding the terrifying thunder and lightning Zhao Changhe, who was sitting cross-legged on the big red gourd, cast his indifferent gaze over from three hundred feet away from the junior monks of Nanzhan.
Behind him, there is a group of light with a terrifying aura, and thunder light flickers can be seen faintly, which is the source of the eighth burst.
In the entire formation, there were no other figures to be seen, all of them had been hidden in the formation, but he was the only one who looked down on all cultivators like a god.
Fang Xing also stood down to look at him, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, arousing a murderous aura.
"Karala..."
A monk who came from the south was eager to form an formation with others and rushed towards a void. However, just as he took a step, a bright and dazzling cloud burst out from the originally inexplicable cloud under his feet. The thunder and lightning tore through the clouds. The monk Nan Zhan was shocked and tried his best to hold up his defenses, but under the thunder and lightning, he still screamed and flew out.
The cultivator in the state of the Golden Core realm has become scorched all over his body, and he is dying of injuries.
What's even more frightening is that at the place where he flew out, a Talisman Taoist disciple wearing a black robe suddenly appeared, swung his saber at the opportunity, and with a "chi", a huge head flew up, and it didn't know where it fell. He went there, but the Talisman Dao disciple coldly glanced at Nan Zhan's cultivators, turned over and jumped into the clouds, several Nan Zhan disciples had already shouted angrily, and at the same time Four or five flying swords were sacrificed to cut at the cloud, but only layers of clouds were stirred up, and there was not even a person's shadow.
With the help of the power of the eighth formation, even an ordinary Talisman Dao disciple is so elusive.
Nan Zhan's cultivators, after passing the seventh formation smoothly, cultivated a sense of arrogance, as if they were cut short, and suddenly became short of breath. They originally planned to take advantage of the situation as soon as they entered the formation , I didn't even dare to move.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
At this moment, Zhao Changhe also burst out laughing when he saw Nan Zhan's disciple short of breath, his voice was indifferent and a little joking: "Little devil, you don't really think that I was provoked by you, so I just focus on killing You, and gave up the advantage of the eighth formation, right? Childish, you deliberately provoked me just now, in addition to signing a life-and-death contract with me, you also thought that when I got angry, I would directly fight you head-on. How can I hide it from me? It's a pity that this abacus is too shrewd. I use the two methods of talisman and weapon to establish the way, but it has been passed down for thousands of years, and now the intensive research on the art is second to none in the Northern Territory. This Feng Chan is the eighth The formation was arranged by my master of Talisman Artifact Daoism, and I perfected it. It is 30% better than the other formations. Even if you are cunning, it is useless in this formation. If you want to fight against me, then Let's break the formation first, if you can't even walk across the formation and walk in front of me, it means that you, like your useless master, are not worthy of entering this formation, and you are not even worthy of letting me cut off your body. Human head!"
"It's not a fool to be able to become one of the three northern gods in the Northern Territory!"
After a long silence, Fang Xing also suddenly laughed, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "But you think too much, young master is neither thinking of playing tricks, nor trying to break your bad situation, I just want to... beat you to death..."
After finishing the last word, he suddenly took a step forward.
Boom!
The thin figure is like a gray dragon, sprinting straight into the clouds.
At that scene, it was as if a knife had been drawn into the calm water, causing ripples one after another. Between the originally seemingly calm clouds, as his figure swayed away the clouds, countless thunder and lightning suddenly appeared. Layer upon layer wound towards him, the aura was extremely terrifying, and each one had the power to injure or even kill a Golden Core cultivator directly.
Karala!
The ear-piercing sound and the dazzling light even made the onlookers feel their scalps go numb!
"Why are you so arbitrary and do not discuss with others?"
Seeing this scene, Wang Qiong, the leader of the Four Heroes of West Desert, couldn't help frowning.
The other cultivators of Nanzhan were also shaken by their hearts, and they actually wanted to confront the entire formation head-on with their own strength