One type of big millstone, breaking your eight thousand methods!
With Fang Xing's stern shout, even the monk Nan Zhan, who had been suppressed by Song Guichan and who was almost in despair, woke up a little bit. With difficulty, he managed to find a trace of spiritual thought and looked towards Fang Xing. And Song Guichan also frowned tightly, looking at Fang Xing with some puzzlement, as if he didn't understand that this brat had reached this point, where did he get the confidence to dare to say such a sentence to himself
When the hands are raised and lowered, the shape is like a grinding mill, arousing the power of yin and yang in the world.
Following Fang Xing's movements, within the formation, the spiritual power was slowly rotating, forming a huge vortex.
Song Guichan couldn't help but frowned. With his eyes, he could tell that Fang Xing was using a supernatural power at this time, but the power of this supernatural power was not necessarily great, and it was probably worse than the dragon clan's thunder technique. Quite a lot.
This is the Yin Yang Great Grinding Disc
This little devil just wants to use this type of supernatural power to break his own eight thousand spells
Is he kidding himself
Song Guichan was a little puzzled, but he was indeed distracted by Fang Xing, and he was not even in a hurry to put more effort into suppressing Guiwa, Han Ying, Li Hongyi, Wang Qiong and others who were suppressed by him. Instead, he secretly stimulated his spiritual power. With a flick of his finger, four or five divine lights containing various powers of wind, thunder, fire, and gold shot towards Fang Xing in an instant, wanting to test his depth.
Rumble!
Just when these rays of divine light hit Fang Xing in front of him, Fang Xing pushed with both hands, and immediately a yin and yang grinding wheel appeared from the sky, which was green on top and red on the bottom, and these rays of divine light were all shocked The Yin-Yang Great Grinding Machine was drawn in, then crushed and crushed, and turned into the purest power, which instead gathered on the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Machine, making the aura of this grinding machine even more frightening and captivating.
"It turns out that it is against the chaos of Yin and Yang, obliterating the rune rules in the spell, and taking its power for its own use..."
Song Guichan said lightly, he was indeed a master of what he had learned, and after some probing, he had almost comprehended the principle of this type of supernatural power.
But after realizing it, there was a bit of incomprehension on his face: "The person who can deduce this supernatural power has a bit of ingenuity, but you want to use such a supernatural power to break it. My 8000 spells are still far away!"
When it came to the end, his eyebrows were fixed, and a mountain manifested from the sky, rumbling down towards the top of Fang Xing's head.
Whip mountain great technique!
This technique contains laws to suppress all rebellions, and Song Guichan is about to use this technique to break the yin and yang grinding disc.
However, at this time, Fang Xing was not in the slightest flustered, but with a cold face, he pushed the big yin-yang millstone that had been slowly pushed around, and this time, as he pushed his supernatural powers around, Wisp Mountain Yi was driven into the Yin-Yang Great Grinding by him. For a while, the Yin-Yang Grinding, which was divided into upper and lower layers, suddenly became dignified like a mountain, turning heavily, and almost had the power to wipe out everything. Even Song Gui The mountain summoned by Zen was also swept in by the great grinding of yin and yang after it fell, and disappeared without a trace.
"Destroy the alchemy seeds to enhance the power of supernatural powers, are you crazy?"
Song Guichan's face suddenly became even uglier. He had already understood Fang Xing's intentions, and a serious expression appeared on his face.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
He couldn't care about anything else anymore, he shot continuously, shot countless magical spells, and attacked Fang Xing.
At this moment, Fang Xing ignored him at all, but frowned tightly. In the realm of consciousness, all kinds of different forces were extracted and injected into the great grinding of yin and yang. Water and fire, gold and Lei, the death energy of Hongmeng and the spirit of Fengchan Mountain, all kinds of different forces are intertwined together, either restraining each other, or generating each other. Under the influence of the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Disc technique, they have become the power to promote this Great Yin-Yang Grinding, destroying The aura of sex multiplied, the friction between yin and yang became bigger and bigger, and the aura became more and more terrifying.
The magic spells sent by Song Guichan would be enough to disrupt the operation of the Yin-Yang Great Mill in normal times, but at this time, as the power of the Yin-Yang Great Mill became stronger and stronger, they all seemed to be sent nutrients Similarly, it was drawn in by this Yin-Yang Great Grinding, and then obliterated, crushed, and the divine light merged into the Yin-Yang Great Grinding, becoming part of the power of this type of supernatural power, running non-stop.
Rumble!
It seemed that there was really a big grind that was obliterating the world, and the dull thunder made people's hearts tremble.
Fang Xing gritted his teeth and pushed the big grinder, veins appeared on his forehead, and he almost couldn't control the yin and yang grind.
Even this large formation is being shaken by the Yin-Yang Great Grinding at this moment, and it may be destroyed at any time.
"Little devil, are you really willing to pay such a high price to defeat me?"
At this time, Song Guichan was already shouting angrily.
"Of course I will defeat you..."
Fang Xing raised his head at this time, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Thank you, I forced the young master to push this great technique!"
"From today onwards, this technique is no longer called the Yin-Yang Great Mill, but the Heaven and Earth Great Mill!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Fang Xing laughed wildly, and then suddenly pushed with both hands, triggering this magical power to rush towards Song Guichan.
"Give me back!"
Song Guichan's face turned ashen, and he threw all the cultivators of Nanzhan aside, concentrated all his energy, and used his most exquisite technique, one move after another, one move at a time, and struck at Fang Xing. Under the huge yin and yang that seems to be slowly rushing towards him, those techniques he is so proud of now have a feeling of manipulative arms blocking traffic...
No matter what great technique it is, no matter what magic weapon it is, it is completely useless in the face of the great grinding of yin and yang.
As long as it collides with the Great Grinding of Yin and Yang, or even gets close to it, it will be drawn in, and then fade away, turning into pure divine light.
To put it simply, at this time, Fang Xing even pushed the yin and yang great grinding to a point where the more he beats, the stronger he gets.
Song Guichan's complexion has become extremely ugly. If he had a choice, he would probably run away immediately, but at this time he was suppressed under the death gate of the great formation, relying on the lotus platform to withstand the suppressing force of the great formation, If you leave the lotus platform, you will be suppressed by the big formation. If you don't leave, you need to resist Fang Xing's yin and yang millstone head-on. There is no second way to choose.
"I am Song Guichan, Taoist son of Chunyang. If you want to defeat me, how easy is it?"
At this moment, Song Guichan also yelled angrily, and quickly formed seals with his hands, crazily mobilizing his spiritual power.
"Nine Nether Great Art!"
"The Great Art of the Red Lotus!"
"Destruction technique!"
"Dharma Protector Divine Light!"
"Big Luo Buddha Palm!"
Song Guichan already had a somewhat hysterical appearance. After he had used all kinds of powerful techniques, he watched helplessly that the Yin-Yang Great Grinding was still rushing towards him at an unstoppable speed. In desperation, he suddenly Gritting his teeth, he picked up the last formula, and the source of flesh and blood contained in the lotus platform was poured into his own body in an instant, and his body was also infused with so much power. It trembled violently, and then swelled up, and fine scales appeared in its body.
His stature tripled in this instant, and at the same time a pair of black fleshy wings sprouted from his back. At the same time, he pressed down with one hand, and summoned a cloud containing countless howling ghosts. In the image of evil ghosts, Fang Xing even saw You Miya Kuang, Amorous Confidante, and Nanzhan monks struggling in the devil cloud...
Asura phase!
This majestic Son of Pure Yang actually displayed a demonic appearance similar to Fang Xing's life-killing art at this time!
"Little devil, you want to defeat me, it's just a dream!"
Song Guichan yelled sharply, and was about to shrink into a ball, resisting Fang Xing's big grindstone with his body that had been tyrannized by countless times and that cloud of magic, but he suddenly felt light all over his body, and was suppressing him all the time The power of the large array dissipated at this moment. This unexpected scene made Song Guichan not even think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it. He only felt happy in his heart, and his body immediately swelled up, surging with endless killing intent and demonic intent. , mobilized the magic cloud, and rushed straight towards Fang Xing.
"Hell art, break it for me..."
At this time Fang Xing was already too close to him, it was impossible to dodge, and attacking was the only way.
Not far away, the big golden crow with its golden feathers and scorched black body was struck by lightning, holding the formation flag that it pulled down by itself, with hatred shining in its round eyes, and cursed secretly: "Let everyone see it!" Look at your ugly face..."
But at this time, under Fengchan Mountain, no matter it is the cultivators of Nanzhan or the monks of Shenzhou, they are all waiting for the result of the tenth formation.
Although the tenth formation had already been dismantled by Song Guichan at the beginning, the smoke cloud that belonged exclusively to Fengchan's tenth formation was still there, blocking their spiritual visits, so like the previous formations, they were outside , can only anxiously wait for the result of this great battle, but can't see it in detail. At this time, even the confident monks of Shenzhou are a little anxious, feeling faintly wrong.
The duration of this battle is too long!
Is it so difficult to suppress these juniors from Nanzhan with the cultivation of Song Guichan, the son of Chunyang God
"He will not return to Zen..."
Even the Taoist Yin Ling couldn't help opening his mouth tentatively.
"Won't!"
Taoist Chunyang immediately spoke and interrupted her, and Taoist Yinling didn't say anything.
In fact, even she didn't think so.
However, at this moment, they suddenly felt a warning sign in their hearts at the same time, and they raised their heads and looked up the mountain.
The position of the tenth formation, the cloud of smoke that enveloped the ground and isolated the exploration of the monks' spiritual consciousness, seemed to be attracted by an extremely powerful force, forming a huge vortex, which rotated continuously, and followed The rotation began to become smaller and smaller, condensed together, and then was sucked into a huge grinding disc, but everything in the tenth formation was revealed to them.
To the west, a young man in a gray shirt pushed a chaotic mill with a holy and terrifying aura, rushing towards the east.
On the east side, a Shura with wings on his back rushed towards the west under the control of the billowing demonic cloud.
"The little devil actually cultivated the human body demon aspect that can only be cultivated by sacrificing living beings?"
"No...that's Song Guichan, Brother Song..."
There was a cry of exclamation, which rang out from the foot of Fengchan Mountain.