"Master, how many spells do you know, old man?"
At this time, Song Guichan, who was in the tenth formation, also smiled faintly after hearing Fang Xing's words, and said: "I can't see it, and I understand it when I see it. There are three schools in the Northern Territory, four schools and twelve schools, and there are fourteen thousand secret books in them. The six hundred and seventy-two volumes, together with the 413 volumes of Buddhist scriptures that I got by accident when I entered the secret place of Buddhism when I was young, have all been read through. Among them, there are 8,000 techniques of gods, xuan, spirits, and foundations. Nine-knowledge in my heart..."
Read Daozang
Eight thousand techniques
All of a sudden, in the tenth formation, all the juniors in Nanzhan, including Fang Xing, fell silent.
Eight thousand techniques, what kind of concept is this, moving Daozang
Although all the cultivators also understand that the eight thousand spells Song Guichan mentioned are definitely not all top-notch magic spells, and it is even possible that most of them are not spells used to defend against enemies, and these spells also include cultivation skills. When you first set foot on the road of practice, you need to practice a wide variety of basic spells, etc., but even so, the number of eight thousand is really too scary...
"Fang Daoyou, I think it's not easy for you to practice. You have such a solid foundation, which is rare even in Shenzhou. If you practice hard, you will have a day of transcendence. I can't bear to punish you. If you are willing to change your mind and worship me as your teacher, I will give you a chance." How about helping you to resolve the hatred of all the Taoists in the Northern Territory towards you?" Song Guichan said in a low voice, and at the same time stepped forward, with a light tap of his finger, an ancient sword-shaped sword energy in the air manifested, and it was like lightning. The Great Golden Crow who was forming around the tenth formation quickly slashed over, as if wanting to prevent the formation of the formation, at the same time, the voice in his mouth was not in a hurry: "Even said, if you worship me as your teacher , from your point of view, I can also plead with Master to allow him to think more about Nanzhan Lidao, are you willing?"
"Young master has many masters, one is better than the other, so what are you?"
Although Fang Xing called the uncle, his momentum was not inferior at all. Seeing that Song Guichan made a move to stop the Dajin Wubu formation, he immediately flew up, holding a black giant sword in his left hand and a blood-drinking mad knife in his right, slashing fiercely. cut out.
"Fight!"
Not far away, Li Hongyi, who took a breath of strength, also gritted his silver teeth, and rushed forward.
Junior Nan Zhan is not a fool. Although he didn't hear what Fang Xing and Da Jinwu discussed at the time, he immediately understood a little bit when he saw this appearance, and suddenly thought in his heart that if all of them worked together, they could not defeat this pure Yang Taoist son. Then setting up a large formation and using the power of the large formation to suppress it is also a feasible method, and even said that this is simply the only way at present.
In this way, no one dared to be careless, and rushed forward one after another, gritted their teeth and shot, trying to block Song Guichan's way.
A real fierce battle unfolded, and the Nanzhan Zhuxiu group fought against Song Guichan.
And the Big Golden Crow stepped up as if his butt was on fire, and arranged this big formation.
Rumble!
With Fang Xing's joining, the monk Nan Zhan was finally not overwhelmingly suppressed by Song Guichan. In the tumultuous battle, all kinds of exquisite methods, mysterious magic techniques, and powerful magic weapons emerged one after another. Divine light, dao fire, lightning and thunder, countless The terrifying power of Dao's aura filled half of the void, and the void would be torn apart all the time. The one who can enter this battle is the weakest one, and he is also a hero. Otherwise, he would not even have the courage to go to Fengchan Mountain. As a result, this battle was surprisingly exciting, and even had a bit of the legendary fairy war demeanor.
The first battle started, and it turned into a draw for a while.
Brother Nan Zhan added Fang Xing, but he failed to suppress Song Guichan, and Song Guichan did not pull himself out to stop the Great Golden Crow.
Song Guichan is very strong!
This is the conclusion that Fang Xing has made in his heart now!
The more fierce the battle, the deeper this feeling is. With the power of him and Nan Zhan's cultivators, even Yuanying can kill it, but Song Guichan is calm and unhurried in the face of many dangerous attacks. Then he resolved the attack of monk Nan Zhan, which was exquisite, just right, and all of them were very exquisite. It seems that his statement of eight thousand spells may really be true.
Zhao Changhe practiced a lightning technique to the extreme, and became the son of a sect of gods.
But Song Guichan actually used every technique from him to the extreme.
It's no wonder that this son is known as the invincible golden core. With his cultivation base and the help of the lotus platform that can continuously provide him with mana, he is almost invincible when fighting with others. Nascent Soul is fine!
However, during this process, the Great Golden Crow took advantage of Zhuxiu's entanglement with Song Guichan, and hastily deployed the formation. There are eight formations in total, and the simplest formation only needs eight formation flags to deploy. , but such a simple formation flag is of no use to people of Song Guichan's level of cultivation, so no matter how urgent the time is, the Da Jinwu has set up sixty-four formation flags, and now seven of them have been completed. With only the last door left, the formation can be pushed forward and Song Guichan can be suppressed in it.
"Hey, do you have to force me to kill?"
Noticing the magic circle laid out by the Great Golden Crow, Song Guichan seemed a little helpless, he sighed leisurely, and his eyes became more dignified.
After being dignified, the murderous intent rises sharply!
"Fire Spirit Guardian!"
Pressing the palm, the surrounding fire floated, and the peacock, the guardian spirit beast, appeared around him again, and flew around Song Guichan for a while. Burned by the scorching fire, Nan Zhan monk hit him with a spell The divine light and even some of the talisman seals ignited flames one after another, and became invisible, and then the fire was full again, rolling up and rushing towards Fang Xing, and all the fire poured out towards Fang Xing.
"My lord, I'll take your broken bird!"
The fire peacock rushed towards him suddenly, but Fang Xing was startled. He cursed loudly, and chains of fire spread out in front of him.
He cultivates Samadhi True Fire, and his technique is also the immortal technique inherited from the Fox Clan's True Immortals. For example, the karmic fire of Buddhism back then was not much weaker than his Samadhi real fire. In addition, this fire peacock was a spirit beast born out of nothingness after Song Guichan practiced fire art to the extreme. His own consciousness, therefore, also faintly suppressed him in terms of the fire technique, so he could only try his best to resolve it.
Taking this opportunity, Song Guichan stepped forward with a single step, his figure was as steep as lightning, leaving behind a series of phantoms, and rushed forward.
Rumble!
The gust of wind brought by his physical body even split the void into two halves, and the sky and the earth were darkened.
"Leave!"
At this moment, there was a shout of anger, but it was You Mikuang who happened to be blocking his way. Facing Song Guichan's astonishing approach, he had no time to dodge, and made a decision in a flash, with all his spiritual power Rolling up and down, a terrifying divine light filled his chest, and suddenly he roared fiercely, like the roar of a demon wolf, and a tumbling turbulent flow of void in the air rushed straight towards Song Guichan's chest.
"Devil!"
At this moment, Song Guichan's tongue burst into spring thunder, roaring like a Buddhist lion.
Two terrifying sound waves collided in mid-air, there was a slight pause, and the lion's roar that spun to Song Guichan rolled straight towards You Mikuang.
"Puff..."
You Mi Kuang, who was hit by the lion's roar, was shaken all over his body, blood spattered from his facial features, and cracks even appeared on the surface of his body. Gui Chan bumped into him head-on, and his body flew out far away like a broken cloth bag. The blood all over his body was squeezed by this force, and spilled out like a fountain, dripping terrifyingly.
"Crazy Brother..."
A monk Nanzhan shouted angrily, and rushed over desperately, each of them blocked the way with Danguang.
In this case, it is too late to cast spells or sacrifice magic weapons, only the pill light arrives in an instant, which can have the effect of blocking the enemy.
"Transcendence!"
Song Guichan had no expression on his face, his two big sleeves were bulging, and he swam around like two blue dragons, rumbling like two iron whips, flying away in an instant, including Han Ying and the amorous beauty. The four or five Nanzhan monks in the group could hear the muffled sound of bone shattering. While shouting angrily, some of these four or five were directly blown away by the iron sleeve, and some of them fell to the ground silently.
In an instant, Song Guichan injured six people in a row, the space in front of him was swept away, and a passage went straight ahead.
At the end of that passage, it was the big golden crow who was pushing his buttocks and forming a formation.
"A mere evildoer, is he also a Nanzhan monk?"
Song Guichan's expression was terrified, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
From a distance, the Great Golden Crow felt a sensation in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, and fierceness surged in his round eyes.
"Fu Zhu!"
Song Guichan's tongue suddenly burst into spring thunder, his body was shaken, and he rushed out almost unstoppably like lightning.
There is still a distance of about 300 zhang between him and the Great Golden Crow, but to him, it is really nothing, it can be said to be in a flash, and when he moved his body, he had already pinched the seal, Prepare to kill this potential threat with one blow.
And at this moment, the Great Golden Crow also shook its demon body, and its astonishing energy and blood surged vigorously, and then...
... suddenly threw the formation flag and fled!
The speed is extremely fast, with a "whoosh", it is hundreds of feet away, and at this time Song Guichan has only just swept away a distance of about ten feet, and the speed has not yet fully developed, it is already running away. It disappeared, but Song Guichan was stunned for a moment, his figure stopped, a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect this thief crow to be so timid, would he want to chase him down
In such a daze, there was a "huh" behind him, and there was a terrifying gust of wind. He hurriedly moved his figure and avoided it to the side. There was a frightening light.
But Fang Xing finally got rid of the entanglement of the fire spirit and caught up. At this time, he lost his temper and had already activated the three-headed and six-armed demon, with black smoke billowing all over his body, holding a giant sword, a blood knife, a golden spear, and a green pine , Hundred Fierce Figures and other magic weapons, on the front of a head, three eyes are opened at the same time, exuding a faint cold light, the whole person is like a demon, blocked in the air.
"Personal Demonic Aspect?"
Song Guichan was slightly taken aback, and then laughed: "Are you desperate? It's a pity that your helper has already escaped!"
"Hey, can't you come back after you escape?"
Fang Xing, who had transformed into a demon with three heads and six arms, didn't care, and firmly guarded his way.
At this time, Song Guichan's face suddenly became ugly, because he suddenly realized that the cowardly-looking Thief Crow, which had fled quickly before he chased him, was actually lazy. He came back, took out a lot of formation flags, and continued to defend the formation gate at the eighth gate, muttering incessantly: "Damn, I was scared to death just now..."