Chapter 213: God’s palm emerges (please vote for more updates)


    a moment ago.


    "Is this where it is?"


    Fang Xing followed Uncle Feng and several alchemy monks who later supported him to the sky above a mountain range, each holding a concealment talisman in their hands.


    "Yes, this is the place...Now that Senior Brother Fu is in danger, attracting the female devil here is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"


    Uncle Feng said hurriedly.


    Fang Xing remained silent.


    In fact, several of them received frontline battle reports before they had even practiced the ''Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation''.


    Several uncles discussed it and made a decisive decision, preparing to ambush the female devil and turn the tide of the battle in one fell swoop!


    Fu Hongyi, who possesses a fourth-level escape talisman, is used as bait to attract the opponent.


    Moreover, Fu Hongyi himself is also a part of the Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation!


    "Here we go, ready to take action."


    Uncle Feng attached the talisman to his body, and his body immediately disappeared into the void, and even the fluctuations in mana disappeared.


    According to Fang Xing''s perspective, it is natural to see that this kind of talisman is still at the third level.


    Even if the bully female demon possesses the power of Nascent Soul, her spiritual consciousness and other aspects have not completely transformed, so she may not be able to detect it.


    Not long after, Fang Xing, who was hiding, saw Fu Hongyi''s man and sword unite, rushing towards him and others.


    Behind him, a female cultivator wearing a black robe, with a graceful figure but exuding the power of the Nascent Soul, had already bent her bow and nocked an arrow, and shot out an arrow!


    "Do it!"


    Uncle Feng shouted sharply, and the six of them raised their swords.


    The six sword lights were piercing and cold, following a specific trajectory, turning into a sword prison, encompassing the Lord of the Wind Department.


    Bang!


    The green arrow landed on the edge of the ''Sword Prison'', was strangled by countless sword lights, and turned into wisps of breeze and dissipated.


    "This is... a sword formation?"


    The Lord of the Wind Department immediately recalled the Nine Sky Green Dragon Flag and turned it into nine green wind dragons, coiling around himself: "Tianjian Sect - Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation? I have always heard that this formation is extremely mysterious. Two sword cultivators can form the formation, but the power is It will be weakened a lot, If there are three sword cultivators, they can challenge the mid- to late-stage pill-forming monks... When four or five sword cultivators form a formation, even if the pill-forming is completed, they will have to drink the sword of hatred... Now there are six major sword-forming sword cultivators who have come to kill me. She really is a concubine. What an honor.”


    "Wrong, it''s seven!"


    Fu Hongyi left and came back again, and after swallowing the elixir from a black jade bottle, her face suddenly looked much better, and even her magic power had recovered a lot.


    With a wave of his hand, he hit the long sword and fell into the ''Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation''.


    "Brother, how are you?"


    Uncle Feng looked at Fu Hongyi with some worry.


    "I have lost some vitality... I can fight against the fake infant monk, but it is not a loss."


    Fu Hongyi looked very heroic: "I will take the seat of Tianshu."


    "Shan, turn!"


    Junior Brother Feng said nothing nonsense. After the sword formation rotated and an additional sword light appeared, the ''Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation'' was completely completed. Within the Cold Sword Prison, countless tiny **** sword energies suddenly appeared.


    Fang Xing, however, cooperated honestly.


    As a junior foundation builder, no matter how he changes his position, his position will always be Fluctuating Light.


    At this time, I actually wanted to take a closer look at this sword formation.


    "The battle formation is also a formation, so it has the ability to seal... The Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation is even more terrifying in this regard. It seals the heaven and earth with countless sword lights, prohibiting the five elements. When necessary, it can even draw starlight to kill the enemy..."


    "To set up this sword formation, the differentiation of sword light is only the foundation among the foundations. You must also have sword intention and even the magic power of forming pills..."


    "The seven stars of Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang are indeed mysterious..."


    Fang Xing could concentrate on studying the sword formation, but the Lord of the Wind Department, who was trapped in the sword prison, looked solemn.


    "Yes, it is indeed the unparalleled formation of the Tianjian Sect... If the monks from the seven late-stage pill formations join forces, I will have no choice but to accept my fate, but you..."


    A sneer appeared on her face, her hands clasped together, and strong winds howled.


    A cyan spirit bead, a pitch-black token, and a hook magic weapon each erupted with astonishing brilliance and crashed into various parts of the Sword Prison.


    From the spirit bead, a group of colorful runes suddenly burst out. It seemed to be the best at dissolving restrictions, and it was a ''treasure that broke restrictions''.


    The jet-black token emits a large amount of black energy, and there seems to be an endless stream of ghosts and souls whistling for life.


    The curved hook is extremely sharp, even more sharp than ordinary flying swords.


    These three pieces are all treasures that are difficult to reach for the Danjie monks. At this time, they are activated by the Nascent Soul''s magic power, and their power reaches their respective limits.


    But the next moment, countless small blood-colored swords appeared in the void, and seemed to turn into fine blood threads.


    Countless sword threads gathered together and strangled the cyan spirit bead into pieces.


    The infinite sword energy exploded, drowning a large number of resentful ghosts... Finally, a sword light fell, splitting the black token into two.


    Ding-ding-ding-ding!


    The sword light formed by the curved hook intersects with the sword lights in the void, fighting desperately.


    But it finally let out a mournful cry and broke into two pieces.


    Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Wind Department''s expression darkened, and his figure suddenly moved.


    Uh-huh!


    A gust of breeze blew by, and she had reached the edge of the sword prison, and a talisman appeared in her hand.


    A drop of blood essence fell on the talisman, causing the high-level talisman to be activated directly.


    "Level 4 forbidden talisman?!"


    In the sword prison, Uncle Feng''s exclamation suddenly came out.


    In an instant, the fourth-level forbidden talisman was activated, and countless silver streams of light scattered throughout the sword prison.


    Fang Xing suddenly felt that his magic power was unstable, and then the entire Sword Prison began to tremble violently.


    It seems that it will collapse directly in the next moment!


    Although this fourth-level forbidden talisman cannot break the real fourth-level mountain guarding formation, it is easy to harass ordinary battle formations like theirs.


    "Certainly!"


    At the critical moment, a small white sword appeared in Uncle Feng''s hand.


    An astonishing sword intent erupted from the small white sword, instantly stabilizing the North Star position and quickly restoring stability to the entire sword prison.


    In fact, the sharpness is even stronger than before!


    ‘Is that...a fourth-level sword intent? Whether it is a means of sealing or a rare object that can carry the sword''s intention, they are all valuable...''


    ''Sure enough, these direct descendants of the Yuanying sect, fighting to the end, have various fourth-level foundations...''


    Fang Xing sighed silently in his heart: "I''m still too young."


    "Seven stars gather, kill!"


    Fu Hongyi had a murderous intention and gathered the seven sword lights, preparing to completely destroy this female devil who had caused heavy losses to the Tianjian Sect.


    The sky suddenly dimmed, and seven huge stars appeared in the sky.


    The power of stars falls down one after another, giving those who set up the formation increased strength.


    The rotten iron sword in Fang Xing''s hand roared, slashing out a sword light at the late stage of pill formation.


    Seven rays of sword light converged, forming a colorful giant sword that could seriously injure the old monster Nascent Soul, and fell with a crash.


    At this time, the Lord of the Wind Department was still being suppressed by the Sword Prison, and there was no way to avoid it.


    Phew!


    When the sword light fell, the nine green dragons protecting her body screamed several times, and then disappeared one by one.


    A big hole opened on the surface of the Jiutianfengjiao Flag, and it lost all its aura and fell to the ground.


    Boom!


    The terrifying sword light overflowed, even tearing apart the original sword prison, and the clear sky reappeared. The seven sword cultivators were panting and looking at the center of the formation.


    Suddenly, their expressions became extremely ugly.


    I saw a graceful figure standing where the colorful giant sword was originally bombarded.


    She held a bronze candlestick in her hand, and a green glow enveloped her whole body.


    He seemed to be unscathed.


    "Ling Bao?!"


    Fu Hongyi looked at the bronze candlestick in the hands of the Lord of the Wind, with a solemn expression on her face.


    "What? Lingbao?"


    All the monks present were shocked.


    In the world of cultivating immortals, the first level is called a magical weapon and is used by Qi training monks, while the foundation building monks use second level spiritual weapons.


    The pill forming monks use magic weapons, while the Nascent Soul monks use spiritual treasures!


    In fact, for a spiritual treasure to be formed, the conditions are extremely difficult.


    Many monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul don''t even have a single spiritual treasure in their hands, and can only make do with the best magic weapons.


    Of course, there must be a few spiritual treasures in a demon sect like Wanxiang Sect that has been passed down for a long time.


    But the devil was selfish, and Fu Hongyi didn''t expect that the old devil would actually give a spiritual treasure to the Lord of the Wind Department at the critical moment!


    "Let''s go!"


    Fu Hongyi made a quick decision, knowing that today it was impossible to take down the Lord of the Wind Division, and there was even a risk of being counterattacked.


    He made a secret with both hands, and a fourth-level talisman emerged.


    Whoosh!


    Fu Hongyi''s figure turned into a bolt of lightning, and appeared several miles away in an instant. After a few more flashes, she disappeared completely.


    "The fourth level escape talisman is really rich."


    "This also shows that...that woman is in danger now. Does Fu Hongyi know that spiritual treasure?"


    As soon as Fang Xing''s sword changed his mind, he thought of many things.


    "ah!"


    At this moment, a scream suddenly came from beside him.


    A green flame burned throughout the body of a pill-forming sword cultivator. The true essence of the pill-joining pill was instantly ignited and turned into a ball of ashes in an instant!


    The Lord of the Wind Department held a bronze lamp in his hand, with a small flame as big as a bean emerging from it.


    At this time, she gently twisted her bare hands, and the lamp flame fell on her fingertips with a flick.


    A flash of fire!


    Another pill-forming sword cultivator who was escaping with his sword was hit by the green flames. He screamed and turned into a ball of green torches.


    "It''s Qingyang Demon Fire, run away quickly!"


    Uncle Feng had already flown far away. When he saw this, he screamed strangely, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He actually used the secret technique of self-mutilation, causing the escape light to be stained with a trace of blood and disappear quickly.


    ''Turn in like the wind...''


    Fang Xing united his swords and escaped into the sky, still complaining in his heart.


    But soon, he no longer had this intention.


    Because behind him, a looming figure emerged. It was the Lord of the Wind Department who had used the Wind Escape Technique to catch up!


    "The true inheritance of Tianjian Sect? You can actually kill fake pills and early-stage pill-forming monks when you are building the foundation... I can''t leave you alone."


    The Lord of the Wind Tribe has killed the four great alchemy sword cultivators, and even Elder Zhang from the outer hall died at her hands.


    At this time, she was chasing Fang Xing using her wind escape technique.


    Because Fu Hongyi had a fourth-level escape talisman, she was no longer sure of catching up, and the sword cultivator named Feng had the fastest sword escape speed and escaped far beyond the range of her consciousness.


    Now, she could only choose Fang Xing to pursue him.


    ''What bad luck...''


    ''I''m talking about you. ’


    As Fang Xing flew, he confirmed that there should be no other onlookers in all directions.


    After all, what he was going to do next was a bit shocking.


    In a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, Fang Xing took the initiative to stop and faced the Lord of the Wind who was subsequently using the Wind Escape Technique to teleport.


    "Why don''t you run away?"


    The Lord of the Wind Department is holding a bronze lamp in his hand, his eyes are deep.


    After suffering a loss, she became more vigilant, and her consciousness was always paying attention to her surroundings.


    But no matter how many times I scanned it, there was nothing unusual about it.


    No!


    Just when she had this thought, a silver light flashed in the void, and a young man suddenly walked out.


    "A fourth-level void attribute talisman?"


    The Lord of the Wind Department was taken aback and almost prepared to flee.


    This kind of talisman is so rare that it can even be used as a life-saving trump card for True Lord Nascent Soul.


    But she quickly felt relieved because the person facing her was just a third-level top-grade physical practitioner.


    Whether it''s mana fluctuations or qi and blood, there''s nothing wrong with it!


    "Are you... the ''Fang Yun'' in the intelligence? You used the precious void attribute talisman to come to save a descendant. You take it seriously."


    The Lord of the Wind Department smiled slightly: "It''s a pity... except for bringing yourself in, it won''t have the slightest effect."


    Ever since Fang Xing assisted the immortal clones to break through the Five Elements Sect and kill the Lei Bu Jiedan, his information naturally appeared on the desks of various big bosses in the demonic world.


    After refining the ''ghost baby'', the master of the wind department has reached the stage of fake baby.


    Coupled with the spiritual treasure given by the Supreme Elder - the ''Qingyang Magic Lamp'', even if you encounter a real early Yuanying monk, you can still tangle with him.


    If you want to save people, unless Fang Yun opposite is the True Lord Nascent Soul!


    This is naturally impossible.


    "It seems that Taoist friends are not willing to reconcile. This is really... exciting. I have long wanted to try it out."


    Fang Xing said words that baffled the Lord of the Wind Department, and slowly raised his palms.


    Between his brows, blood vessels bulged out, condensing into the true form of a great sun.


    The relics of the Great Sun shone brightly, blooming with brilliant brilliance, wrapping around his body in circles.


    The divinity of the sun was consumed rapidly, causing a golden Buddha to appear between Fang Xing''s eyebrows.


    It has thirty-two perfect appearances, wears five-color clothes, raises its golden arms, and extends its five finger wheels...it is exactly the appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata!


    Between heaven and earth, a golden Buddha suddenly appeared, making the same movement.


    The Buddha stretches out his five finger wheels and turns them into a palm!


    Light!


    The endless brilliance seems to turn into a bright mandala barrier, shining in all directions and the ten realms!


    - Palm of the Great Sun Tathagata!


    The Palm of the Great Sun Tathagata, which is activated by consuming the divinity of the Great Sun, is an absolute fourth-level combat power!


    Not only that, it may not even be limited to the early stage of Nascent Soul!


    Boom!


    The master of the wind department moved very quickly, but unfortunately no matter how she used her wind escape, she seemed to be trapped in this palm. Her whole body seemed to fall into the "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm", and it was difficult to escape. She could only try her best and slap her forehead.


    The mana of the Nascent Soul was crazily injected into the ''Qingyang Magic Lamp'', causing a green fire to illuminate the whole body.


    Just now, she used the ''Qingyang Cover'' that came with this Lingbao to withstand the full blow of the ''Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation''.


    But when he actually faced that palm move, the Lord of the Wind Department felt that his preparation was not enough, far from enough!


    "Middle Nascent Soul? Or a late-stage great monk?"


    "Senior, spare your life!"


    The Lord of the Wind Department screamed, looking miserable as he watched the giant golden palm fall suddenly...


    (End of chapter)