Rumble!
In the southern sky, black clouds had already come to the top of the head in an instant. In the clouds above, a slender figure descended. His cold eyes swept across the ruined clan land in Taihao, and the seventy-eight Lying on the ground, the clansmen who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, their eyes were immediately filled with bloody murderous intent, their spiritual thoughts shook the void, forming a thunderous sound, rolling down from all directions and falling down, the shaking earth They are all roaring faintly: "Where is the evildoer, offending my Lu family?"
With the sound of drinking, a large black cloud formed a funnel shape, and then the pointed bottom quickly pierced downward.
The masters of the Yuanying Patriarch realm are merciless when they make a move, and their magical powers descend from the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth. Just that power has surpassed many Jindan monks. Those who are weaker will succumb to this power and dare not Arouse resistance.
The suppression of the realm has always been so brutal and ferocious!
However, this is only for ordinary Golden Core cultivators, but Fang Xing today cannot be measured by the strength of ordinary Golden Core cultivators. Facing the black cloud falling above his head, his heart rose instead The high-spirited fighting spirit suddenly let out a long howl, the sound piercing into the clouds like a sword, and at the same time the black light wrapped around his back, forming two huge sword wings in an instant. It rushed straight into the air like lightning, and slammed into the black cloud!
boom!
In that piece of black cloud, every inch contained indescribably terrifying power, and Fang Xing's Sword Demon Dayi also had a violent and crazy monster-like power in every black light. When the two sides collided, the black cloud suddenly It collapsed, and the torrential black clouds immediately spread, and the sky and the earth changed color for a moment, and there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves from nowhere in the void. Within a thousand miles, it was almost impossible to see five fingers, and every inch of space was filled with The black smoke of terrible power fell like night.
And Fang Xing has already rushed into the black cloud with the force of this collision, fisted with his hands, stepped on the void, and hit a black shadow hidden in the clouds, with his current physical strength With a single movement of force, it is like a dragon stirring up water, bringing up vortexes in the void, the wind and thunder around him manifest, the power is soaring, and the fist is crushed, almost like a mountain crushing the top, there is no way to avoid it...
boom!
That black shadow didn't seem to have thought that Fang Xing's strength was so strong, and it was inevitable to dodge it. He raised his hands and pressed against his punch. As the fist prints connected, a huge force erupted from that point of contact. Dispelling all the black smoke around, at the same time, the black shadow let out a muffled groan, and the cassock on his body was rattled, and he retreated more than ten feet before barely stopping.
In a pair of clear water-like eyes, there is already a murderous intent. Under the casket, the inner muscles of Xuejiyu's legs kept trembling, and they stepped into the void like roots, so that they could barely keep themselves from being forced by Fang Xing. Power crushes...
"Where did the bald thief come from, but his strength is mighty, look at my superb skills!"
Taihao's Yuanying ancestor gritted his teeth, drank again, and drew his hands in circles, causing the black cloud to change.
"Eh... Girls?"
When Fang Xing saw this person, he was taken aback, a little dumbfounded, he thought that the ancestor of Yuanying from Taihao's first division would be an old man with chicken skin and white hair, but who would have thought that it was someone who looked less than thirty years old, A hot woman with a beautiful face and a bold and unrestrained dress? Oops, look at the long bare legs, look at the exposed navel, look at the chest covered with jade armor in the shape of two hills, look at the red and blood-stained lips and purple lips. eye shadow...
Fang Xing blushed, spat on the ground with a "bah", rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be ashamed!"
"… What did you say?"
The ancestor of Yuanying from Taihao's first division wanted to ride the black cloud to call Fang Xing, but was slightly taken aback when he heard that.
Fang Xing raised his hand to cover his eyes, but there was a gap in his finger, and he cursed at the Nascent Soul female cultivator: "It's you, the dignified ancestor of the Nascent Soul, it's fine for you to look so young, look at your clothes. What's that called? Who doesn't wear pants? What's more, your skirt is so short that it reaches the base of your thighs, and your belly button, you're not afraid of catching cold, you, I'm not ashamed, ah... Bah! "
While cursing, he spat on the ground again.
The Nascent Soul female cultivator was stunned, her brows stood on end, and she yelled angrily, "Stinky monk, who are you scolding?"
Fang Xingdao: "I will scold whoever wears it like this!"
"You're the only one. Where did a stinky monk get so many goofy intestines? It shows that your six sense organs are not clean, to the extreme!"
The Nascent Soul Patriarch of Taihao's Division was already blushing with anger, scolding Fang Xing in a trembling voice.
Fang Xing covered his eyes calmly: "Who knows!"
"I... I killed you..."
The Nascent Soul Patriarch of Taihao One scolded people, how could he be Fang Xing's opponent? After a few words, he was already mad with anger, and with his hands around, billowing black clouds were caused, like raging waves. They kept calling Fang Xing, and her voice came out in the big waves one by one, angrily and murderously: "I don't care what I like to wear."
"You wild monk, who told you to look at my thigh?"
"Who told you to look at my stomach?"
"Who told you to look at my chest..."
Every time he cursed, the murderous intent piled up, and the sky above the Taihao Clan almost turned into a vast sea of clouds.
This hot-dressed woman is none other than Lu Meimei, the ancestor of the Nascent Soul of Taihao. Although she is not very old, she is already an upright and upright Nascent Soul Daxiu. In the last era, she was also an extremely talented and talented monk. , Taihao will not rest assured that she will come to Guixu to sit in charge, and after she came to Guixu, she quickly entered the Taishang Ruins, trying to find the location of the Lightning Pond of Creation recorded in the notes of the immortal ancestors, but it was a pity that for two months in a row, Searched all over the ruins of Taishang, but found nothing. Just as she was about to go deep, she received a warning talisman from her tribe at this time. They only knew that the people of the Taihao clan inside Guixu had been threatened, but they didn't know what exactly happened.
At first, I thought it was a rebellion by some Guixu tribes, but when I arrived, I suddenly found that there was no movement around Guixu, but in front of my own hall, there was a gray-robed monk standing with a donkey behind him. I was surprised, but I immediately confirmed it Who is the opponent, the donkey should have been locked in the hall, since it was rescued at this time, it is right to follow the monk and take him down first.
It's just seeing that this monk is not a golden core, I thought it was easy to catch, but I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful. After the first fight, I didn't do anything to him, but I almost suffered a big loss. I was already angry in my heart, plus this Ye Monk secretly glanced at his own thigh, but at the same time he still had the face to scold him for not being ashamed. Is there any reason for this
She, Lu Meimei, was a well-known beauty in the cultivation world of the previous generation. She was always famous for her bold clothing. I don't know how many masters are not used to seeing her, but they are frightened by her identity and cultivation. They dare not speak out. A wild monk being scorned face to face
Under the intertwined layers of anger, she had already exerted her full strength, and no longer treated Fang Xing as an ordinary golden elixir.
Boom boom boom!
Black clouds are intertwined, containing the law of confinement, and they come straight to Fang Xing.
"Stop insulting me, I didn't aim at your chest..."
Fang Xing retorted loudly, then rubbed his hands, and said with a chuckle: "Today, the poor monk accepted you, a goblin..."
After saying that, with a wave of his big hand, a sword demon's big wings rolled forward from behind, the endless sword light broke the law of confinement in the black cloud, and then Xing Xing charged forward again, with a serious expression on his face, almost as if shrouded in Buddha's light, With both hands, one part is the tiger's claws, the other part is the dragon's rain claws... piercing through the endless black clouds in the void, and grabbing at Lu Meimei, who is hundreds of feet away...
"Stinky monk, shameless!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Meimei blushed, cursed fiercely, waved out a jade hairpin, and at the same time swept her body backwards.
"Kabon!"
The jade hairpin bloomed with endless divine light, obviously it was a high-level mysterious weapon of high quality, but before the divine light fully bloomed, Fang Xing caught it in his hand, pinched it with five fingers, and smashed it into pieces, scared out Lu Meimei was covered in cold sweat.
But Fang Xing also stopped the offensive for a while, and scolded angrily: "Why am I shameless again?"
Lu Meimei was not willing to argue with him in detail, she sacrificed the magic weapon, and only cursed: "You used such an obscene method!"
Fang Xing looked down at his claws, and said in surprise: "If I hit you with a golden core, I naturally have to catch your body first, isn't it a reasonable and normal way to fight with claws?" ? Why are you shameless again?"
"I've lived for fifteen hundred years, and I've never seen such a shameless wild monk like you, die for me!"
Lu Meimei was so frizzy and enraged by Fang Xingqi, she couldn't hold back her murderous aura, she squeezed her hands together, and spread the black clouds into the void, then she let out a white light from her mouth, and this white light rushed into the black Among the clouds, the rays of light dodged and flickered, and after a long while, one of her Dharma appearances appeared in each black cloud, each holding a different Dharma weapon, and overwhelmingly came towards Fang Xing to encircle and kill Fang Xing. Among the countless figures, On the contrary, she hides her real body, which is the ever-changing magic power.
By this time, she was no longer willing to chatter with Fang Xing any longer, so she used the method to cut off the bald thief first.
But he never thought that Fang Xing was also angry at this time, and looked at her direction with grief and anger.
"Five hundred years old... you... you... you are shameless!"
boom!
Fang Xing suddenly erupted, and a mighty power surged out of his body. The sword demon flapped its wings in the void, and squeezed back its fists with both hands. Like a dragon Yukong, it blasted towards Lu Meimei who was all over the sky. The violent power centered on him, With the help of the sword demon's great wings, it swept across the entire void, sweeping away one after another Lu Meimei's facial expressions, it was as merciless as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
"I let you pretend to be tender..."
"Let you pretend to be tender..."
"Let you pretend to be tender..."