"Hahahaha, bastard, come here and let the young master beat you to death!"
There was no one blocking the way, and Fang Xing felt inexplicably happy. Suddenly, he laughed wildly, and his figure accelerated again. Between his left and right palms, the two thunder beads passed through the continuous gathering of thunder and lightning along the road, and they already contained incomparable The terrifying power of thunder and lightning, following his indomitable charge, struck straight at Zhao Changhe, the Talisman Taoist son who was sitting on the gourd in front of him.
Before Fang Xing arrived, Zhao Changhe's hair fluttered under the forehead, which had already been blown by a fierce wind, and the talisman Taoist son frowned slightly, as if monk Nan Zhan had picked up his brothers and sisters separately. The attack made him a little dissatisfied, but facing Fang Xing's indescribably powerful blow, he didn't seem to care, and the corners of his mouth curled up instead.
boom!
Fang Xing slapped his palms straight forward, turning into two long rivers of lightning, rushing towards Zhao Changhe.
The horror of this blow made even the Fu Qi Dao Zhen Chuan and Nan Zhan's disciples who were fighting fiercely around them secretly feel frightened and looked sideways at it.
However, Zhao Changhe, who was the first to bear the brunt, did not have the slightest intention of resisting or dodging. It was not until the two long rivers of lightning rushed in front of him that he suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the gourd under the seat, and then, the gourd on the mouth of the gourd The stopper suddenly flew out automatically, and a whirlpool-like green space was revealed inside the mouth of the gourd. The two long rivers of lightning that Fang Xing shot out were suddenly attracted by the gourd, like a giant whale sucking water. , After a long while, it was empty and there was nothing left.
"Fuck..."
Even Fang Xing was stunned, looking at the gourd a little dumbfounded.
It easily sucked away the violent thunder river he shot, isn't this baby too exaggerated
How else to fight
"Ah… "
Zhao Changhe, with an indifferent expression, suddenly sneered at this moment: "Little devil, do you really think that you can challenge my Northern Region sects head-on with your combat power? Dreaming! Which school or faction of my Northern Region sects is not an inheritance?" Ten thousand years, the background is unimaginable, how can you shake it? Today, a certain family uses this eight-treasure gourd to let you feel it, what is crushing... "
boom!
After finishing speaking, he suddenly picked up a Dharma seal and pressed it in the void, and suddenly two dazzling thunder lights lit up.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!"
In the void, two thunder beads shot out, hitting Fang Xing who was defenseless at this time.
Fang Xing's heart trembled, and before he had time to think about it, he suddenly raised the small ivory tower at his waist, which suddenly increased in size in front of him, and stood firmly in front of him. Two thunderballs hit the ivory On the small tower, it was like flowing water hitting a rock, and it slid to both sides. At the same time, it continued to expand and erupt, turning this piece of void into a sea of thunder, crackling, and the sound was ear-piercing.
"Hoo..."
Lei Hai gradually receded, and Fang Xing, who was hiding behind the small ivory tower, was also exposed. Although he hid behind the small tower, he was not completely spared. His appearance at this time was a bit miserable, with a large area of his clothes burnt. , and even scorched scars, under the urging of the wood in his body, healed at a speed visible to the body, but it could hurt him, and the strength of the thunder beads can also be seen.
As soon as he made a move, he fell into a disadvantage.
Neither the Nan Zhan Zhuxiu nor the Talisman Artifact Dao disciples expected this situation, and the eyes they looked at were a little weird.
This little devil has been killed from the first round, so powerful, it seems that he shouldn't be suppressed so easily, right
Except for those who know the details of the gourd, they can understand that the son of God who sacrificed this magic weapon from the beginning probably wanted to suppress this little devil with a thunderous force, so as not to give him any room to resist, so as to cheer up the appearance of Shenzhou Some sluggish momentum.
"In front of me, you only have to be beaten, little devil, do you have anything else to say?"
Zhao Changhe stood up from the gourd, with a sneer on his face, and began to squeeze the formula.
"Huh?"
Fang Xing didn't have any other expressions on his face, he was just full of curiosity, and tentatively struck a bolt of lightning.
However, with his cultivation base, a random bolt of lightning is also extraordinary. It rattles like a snake swimming in the void.
However, with a sneer on Zhao Changhe's face, he tilted the gourd, and naturally took the lightning into it.
"I said before, in front of me, you only have to be beaten, are you not convinced?"
Zhao Changhe's face was full of sarcasm, and he looked at Fang Xing as if he was looking at a clown, or a dead person.
"Sure enough..."
Unexpectedly, Fang Xing didn't show any dejected expression, but his face was full of excitement. He almost rubbed his palms together in admiration. The gleam in his eyes made people feel chilling. Then he pointed to the gourd in Zhao Changhe's hand and said firmly, "This baby, I wanted!"
However, it was discovered through the Yin-Yang God's Magic Book that this gourd is a rare innate wooden treasure. Simply put, this kind of treasure is not refined by people at all, but formed from some kind of immortal plant. The ones that come out are born with avenue runes and have magical effects, and the function of this gourd is to swallow, whether it is a spell or a magic weapon, it can be swallowed into it.
There are even rumors that the top of this type of magic weapon contains heaven and earth, and a gourd is a universe.
This kind of magic weapon is extremely rare even in Shenzhou. When Fang Xing was practicing in Qingyunzong, he only heard about it from Uncle Eleven, but he never saw it with his own eyes. Surprised to recognize it.
Zhao Changhe obviously didn't know what Fang Xing was thinking at this moment, but when he saw that he was threatening to snatch his magic weapon, he sneered, jumped up, spread his palms, and the gourd under the seat automatically shrunk and flew into his palm, Holding the gourd, he looked at Fang Xing with a half-smile, and said lightly: "You want it? Well, the gourd is in the hands of a certain family, but they have the ability, just come and grab it!"
Karala!
While speaking, countless lightning bolts manifested under his feet, and they gathered more and more, turning into a thunder dragon more than ten feet long and the thickness of a bucket, and he stood on the huge head of the thunder dragon, speaking loudly. While laughing, Thunder Dragon suddenly poked his body out, and rushed towards Fang Xing from the sea of clouds, shaking his head and tail, avoiding like lightning, and opened his mouth to spit out several terrifying thunder lights.
"Lightning Repelling Art!"
Fang Xing frowned, his five fingers were bluffed, and he pressed far away towards Zhao Changhe who was rushing towards him.
But there was only a sound of "bang", three arm-thin thunderbolts suddenly fell from the top of Zhao Changhe's head without warning, almost as unpredictable as the might of the sky, and fell straight towards Zhao Changhe who was standing on top of Thunder Dragon's head. Go down, the power is amazing.
"Ha ha… "
Zhao Changhe laughed, raised the gourd in his hand, and the three thunderbolts got into the gourd without threatening him at all, while the thunder dragon under his feet roared, and the dragon's tail whizzed and swept over. After being completely swept away by this blow, the dark world seemed to brighten up. Fang Xing stepped into the air and flew into the sky before he escaped.
"Is it really that wicked?"
After Fang Xing dodged the thunder dragon's sweep, he turned around and made a tactic, and sacrificed three ancient swords again.
Biaozi, fat sheep, cottage!
The three ancient swords snatched from the monster Taishi Chi'er, slashed straight at Zhao Changhe with hazy sword energy.
However, Zhao Changhe's gourd was swirled with green energy, and the three ancient swords flew into the gourd in the blink of an eye.
It's no different from what Uncle Eleven told Fang Xing back then. Unless the monk's magic power is profound, the technique he controls or the magic weapon contains enough power to counter the innate law of the gourd's innate dao, this kind of magic weapon will get close to it. The gourd will be taken in, the principle is very simple, it is simply a storage bag with an open mouth, the mouth of the bag has a terrifying gravitational force, and everything will be taken away.
However, if Fang Xing's cultivation level is higher, for example, the practice of thunder technique has reached the level of the dragon king, and the thunder of the heavens can do whatever he wants, then even this gourd can't take him away. Magic, or he rotated the magic weapon to the desired state, and the force attached to it was greater than the gravitational force on the mouth of the gourd, so the magic weapon would naturally not be torn away and could be taken back.
It's a pity, since this gourd is regarded as the treasure of the clan by the Dao of Talismans, it is naturally extraordinary. If it is held in the hands of the Daoist of the Dao of Talismans, even Yuanying Daxiu, who is of the same generation as him, may not dare to stand in front of this gourd. Feel free to sacrifice your own magic weapon.
This treasure talisman Taoist was originally given to Zhao Changhe as the finale, just in case, but it is a pity that Zhao Changhe's arrogance is beyond the imagination of the talisman Taoist. So I took it out and used this treasure to crush Fang Xing.
Rumble!
Zhao Changhe drove the Thunder Dragon under his feet and rushed towards Fang Xing again.
The most unfair fight in history unfolded. Facing Zhao Changhe's attack, Fang Xing was almost powerless to fight back.
In other words, it's useless to return the hand, but it just allows the other party to gain more.
The gourd produced by the fairy vine can not only collect the power of spells, but also take away people's magic weapons, and its function is simply against the sky.
"Little devil, I heard that you followed the Dragon Lord to practice the secret method. Has he taught you the dragon clan's great art of repelling lightning?"
Zhao Changhe's voice came rolling out: "I am also good at lightning techniques, my peers in Shenzhou, I have a rare opponent, and I wanted to fight with you, but with your proficiency in lightning techniques, you can't even escape the attack of this gourd. Gravity, it can be seen that the fire is not enough, it is not worth fighting with you, if you are smart, you will obediently accept my suppression, and pass on your secret method to me from the Dragon Lord, maybe, I can leave you with a whole body!"
"Bastard, do you really think I'm out of luck?"
Fang Xing was kicked out and ran around in the air, but he was also angry, and cursed as he thought about it.
"Heh, you'd better have more means, the power of magic, to attract the nourishing energy of this treasure, the magic weapon, I will keep it as my possession of the Talisman Artifact Dao, and distribute it to my disciples of the Talisman Artifact Dao in the future!" Zhao Changhe haha Laughing, all means are used together.
"Your uncle, dare to take advantage of the young master?"
Fang Xing also became ruthless in his heart, and a bold idea rose from the bottom of his heart.