Chapter 248 Seizing the Fruit (Please subscribe for more updates)


    "Huh?"


    Bai Xiaoshu was shocked and looked at Gu God Son.


    It is strange to say that he, who was only half-qualified as a Feng Shui master, could not clearly see the Qi and destiny of the Dan Jie monks.


    But at this time, it was vaguely felt that the other party was covered by dark clouds, as if a disaster was imminent.


    When he wanted to take a closer look, he heard the ''Gu God Son'' snort coldly, and the old Taoist immediately screamed, and two lines of **** tears flowed from his eyes.


    ‘Yu Zhenzi’ frowned and looked at the Gu God Son who was playing with Gu insects: “What’s going on?”


    "A little old man spied on me recklessly, and was bitten by the secret Gu..."


    Gu Shenzi was playing with a white jade beetle in his hand: "When will it start? I can''t wait..."


    "After the Divine Infant Fruit matures."


    Xueyuanzi held a blood-colored demon flag in his hand, and frowned as he looked around: "It''s fine if Marquis Xiaoyao doesn''t come with us, but where is Wanxiang Demonzi? Why don''t you come even for such a big event as the birth of the Divine Infant Fruit?"


    "My ''Heart-Connecting Gu'' has never contacted this person..."


    Gu Shenzi''s face looked a little ugly: "If there are only three of us, we can still talk about the previous plan. It would be good if the five righteous disciples don''t come to surround us..."


    He is not stupid.


    Moreover, the death of several subordinates is nothing compared to the greatest opportunity to condense the Nascent Soul.


    Therefore, even though he wanted to kill Fang Xing, he kept enduring.


    Even if the ‘Xunxiang Gu’ in his hand has already identified the murderer!


    "The Wanxiang Demon Son is protected by the Heaven-turning Golden Corpse, isn''t it?"


    As if thinking of something, Xue Yuanzi''s expression couldn''t help but become extremely gloomy.


    The previous Nascent Soul seeds of the Nine Soul Sect seemed to have been planted in this way.


    "Could it be that... there are outside Nascent Soul forces interfering in the war between good and evil? Impossible... The ancestors above have each sworn the poisonous oath of their inner demons and will never bring in foreign aid..."


    Yu Zhenzi''s thoughts were racing, but the uneasy feeling in her heart became stronger.


    …


    Among the righteous camp, King Kongzi belongs to the Prajna sect. He is a monk with red lips and white teeth, wearing white monk robes.


    Yan Yanzi came from Fentian Valley, his eyebrows and hair were all red.


    He looked at the demonic camp with a playful look on his face: "Only four of the six demonic heroes have come, and Xiaoyaohou has always been indifferent. How about we join forces and kill them first? This is definitely a deal in our respective sects. Great achievement... not to mention, you can also gain a lot of chips for this alliance. "


    The Dinghai Shenzhen of all major Yuanying sects will always be the True Lord of Yuanying!


    If the Nascent Soul Seed dies, it can only be regarded as a physical injury, but it will not destroy the foundation of the peace talks.


    Otherwise, both good and evil would not choose this kind of competition.


    Hunyuanzi of Qiankun Dao wore a black Taoist robe and said with a smile: "If you all have no problem, then I don''t have any problem either."


    "Amitabha, although Xiaoyaohou is a casual cultivator, if the demonic path is severely damaged, don''t you think he will not take action to maintain balance?"


    Jingangzi clasped his hands together and said calmly: "The young monk is here just to pick the Divine Infant Fruit..."


    "What King Kong said is true, and the Wanxiang Demon has been hiding in hiding, and I don''t know what kind of conspiracy he is setting up..."


    Zhengqizi rolled up the book in his hand and was about to say something, when he saw Fu Hongyi put away her sword in boredom and stood aside.


    ''This sword cultivator, if I had agreed just now, he would have definitely been the first to draw his sword and strike...''


    Zhengqizi''s heart moved slightly, and suddenly he saw ''Yu Zhenzi'' on the opposite side driving a magic light and coming to the front of the Zhengdao camp: "Fellow Zhengqizi... There are only six Divine Infant Fruits now. I wonder how we will distribute them?"


    "Everyone depends on their ability..."


    Zhengqizi laughed loudly and replied.


    "Haha... Why don''t you and I take action and clean up these miscellaneous fish first, lest they end up picking peaches..."


    Yuzhenzi seemed to sincerely suggest: "Zhengqizi, you don''t want to fight with us to the death, and the lucky casual cultivator grabs the Divine Infant Fruit and runs away? According to past practice, these spiritual fruits will come one after another. Mature, if we don''t take action in turn, I can make the decision and give it to you first..."


    As soon as these words came out, even Yan Yanzi felt a little moved.


    For creatures like monks, as long as the benefits are sufficient, colluding with the devil is nothing.


    When the boss fights with the second child, he always fights the third child first.


    "Thank you for your kindness, Taoist friend Yu Zhenzi. However, our Xuantian Sect considers itself to be the right path and will not attack casual cultivators without any reason. What''s more, it is difficult to distribute even one Divine Infant Fruit..."


    An awe-inspiring aura emerged from Zhengqizi: "Instead of joining forces, let''s each rely on our own abilities to avoid blaming others... What''s more, I am even more curious, where is the Wanxiang Demon Son now?"


    "The Vientiane Demon..."


    When mentioning this, Yu Zhenzi''s face became very ugly.


    He did this on purpose, just to observe the expressions of the five Zhengdao disciples.


    In this blessed land, the only ones who can threaten the Wanxiang Demon are these few great monks.


    What surprised him was that in the face of such temptation, the Zhengqi Five Sons'' reactions were very normal.


    Fu Hongyi stood with her sword in hand, not paying attention at all.


    Jingangzi clasped his hands together, and Yan Yanzi had a trace of doubt and excitement on his face.


    Hunyuanzi was a little surprised...


    ‘It wasn’t these people who did it? ’


    ''Among the alchemy monks who have opened the blessed land this time, there are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons...''


    Yuzhenzi thought to himself.


    He came here to propose this joint agreement, which was basically impossible to accept, just to observe the reactions of all parties.


    Now it seems that the disappearance of Wanxiang Demon Son has nothing to do with the righteous path.


    "Could it be?"


    He turned around and saw Mu Qinglan who looked like a flying fairy.


    ''This woman is a half-step golden elixir, and she also has a spiritual treasure that can be used to attack several times. If she cooperates with a few elixir-forming later-stage overhauls, she really has a chance to win the Wanxiang Demon...''


    Yu Zhenzi''s head was lowered, and there seemed to be dark flames burning in his pupils.


    At this moment, a burst of fragrance overflowed, making all the alchemy monks present look intoxicated.


    "This is…"


    Fang Xing took a short breath and felt that his sword elixir''s magic power had increased a little, and he couldn''t help but be a little surprised.


    This kind of fragrance is not fruity and floral, but closer to baby''s body fragrance.


    Just smelling it will increase the golden elixir monk''s magic power.


    If you take the whole pill, it will indeed have the magical effect of helping people condense their babies!


    On the Nine Yuan Infant Transformation Vine, I saw a ''Sacred Infant Fruit'' turning from pink to white, and then from white to pink, back and forth nine times.


    Every transformation makes the fragrance in the void a little richer.


    Wow!


    Fang Xing seemed to hear the sound of a baby crying.


    Then, all the pill-forming monks saw a ripe divine infant fruit melon falling gently from the vine.


    As soon as it leaves the Nine Yuan Infant Transformation Vine, this ''Sacred Infant Fruit'' is completely mature.


    Moreover, it is no longer protected by the original prohibition.


    "The divine infant fruit has fallen?!"


    "The Nascent Soul Avenue is right in front of me. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"


    In an instant, more than a dozen rays of light shot up into the sky, heading towards the place where the Divine Infant Fruit fell.


    Zheng!


    The sudden sound of the piano sound is like the water slurry bursting out of the silver bottle, with the meaning of a golden war and an iron horse!


    Many of the great monks present who were in the late stage of pill formation suddenly felt dizzy, and the escape light involuntarily slowed down.


    "It''s Jiao Weiqin!"


    "Level 4 divine attack!"


    "If instead of using a range attack, Mu Qinglan concentrates her power and attacks one person specifically, even the ten demons and good men may not be able to block it, right?"


    Many monks in the late stage of pill formation looked at the woman who looked like a flying fairy in the sky with fear.


    Once this Qilin son of the Mu family makes a move, he immediately goes all out!


    She controlled two ribbon-like magic weapons and turned them into five-colored escaping light. The speed was extremely astonishing. She passed through more than a dozen rays of light at once, and her jade hands reached out to grab the divine infant fruit. "It''s the five-color flame escape!"


    As expected, Bai Xiaoshu didn''t make a move, he just held a pen and paper in his hand and quickly recorded something: "This escape method is said to be extremely fast in forming pills. The only one that can surpass it is the ''Xiaoyao Yufeng Escape'' from the Demonic Path!"


    Before he finished speaking, a breeze flashed past, and it was Xiaoyao Hou!


    He grabbed it with his left hand and took a step ahead of Mu Qinglan to grab the Divine Infant Fruit in his hand. He held a peach blossom in his right hand and waved it gently.


    The sky was full of peach blossoms, trapping Mu Qinglan in them.


    Whoops!


    Xiaoyao Hou smiled slightly, his charm was astonishing, and he was worthy of being the most handsome man in the magic world.


    He collected the Divine Infant Fruit, and his figure suddenly drifted away in the wind, turning into eight figures, each using the wind escape technique and rushing towards different entrances.


    "Chase!"


    Several great monks in the late stage of pill formation looked at each other and immediately chose to join forces and chase a figure.


    I don''t know if any of them are alchemy monks who have mastered the art of spiritual eyes and have seen through Xiaoyao Hou''s true identity.


    "I see…"


    When Fang Xing saw this scene, he nodded, knowing the process of snatching the Divine Infant Fruit.


    ‘Every once in a while, the Divine Infant Fruit matures and lands... and then everyone uses their own methods...''


    ''And even if you grab it, it doesn''t mean you are safe. You will definitely be subjected to the hostility and pursuit of a large number of late-stage pill-forming monks... Only if you can keep the Divine Infant Fruit in your hand until the end of the blessed land...''


    ‘As the Divine Infant Fruit continues to be taken away... there may be more and more late-stage pill-forming monks leaving, and the remaining monks hope to become bigger? ’


    ‘But this is not necessarily the case. It is a dynamic process and it all depends on everyone’s judgment and luck! ’


    ‘But...I don’t need luck, I just need strength! ’


    ‘As long as I overthrow all the monks present, won’t the Divine Infant Fruit fall into my hands? ’


    ‘Wait a minute, there seem to be too many late-stage Dan-formation monks here? ’


    Fang Xing looked at the dozens of late-stage pill-forming monks and felt that he couldn''t be so wasteful.


    If he dares to stand up and monopolize the Divine Infant Fruit, all the alchemy monks may fight against him!


    Among them are the Nascent Soul seeds from both good and evil sides, who must have fourth-level means!


    ''Two options... The first one is, when there are only one or two left, most of the monks here will be able to leave. With my fake infant cultivation, I can crush the whole crowd...''


    ‘The second option is to ask me to come over and fish in troubled waters. ’


    ‘These two choices... children make choices, I want both! ’


    Fang Xing sensed that he had also arrived at Shenying Cliff, and his eyes suddenly lit up.


    I saw a big man in black robe with a devil mask on his face walking out of the restricted passage, walked to a corner very low-key, and waited silently.


    Half an hour later, a scent that was exactly the same as before came over.


    Many alchemy monks suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.


    Wow!


    Along with a howl, another divine infant fruit melon fell from its ripe stem.


    Uh-huh!


    This time, not only the casual cultivators and sect monks from before, but also the elixir-forming members of both the good and the evil were involved, and the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.


    "Drink! Who dares to rob me?"


    Fang Xing, who was wearing an evil ghost mask, roared loudly, his martial arts will sweep across the entire venue with his mighty will.


    "Damn it...another soul attack!"


    "It''s not Jiaoweiqin..."


    Many pill-forming monks were confused, and a few of them practiced the secret arts of spiritual consciousness or had exotic treasures to protect their bodies. They saw a figure in black robes, stepping on the air, rushing towards the Divine Infant Fruit.


    choke!


    A ray of sword light fell faster than other magic weapons and fell on Fang Xing. It was Fu Hongyi who killed him!


    call out!


    The sword light fell on his chest, cutting the robe open, but it only collapsed in vain, revealing Fang Xing''s red-gold skin.


    "Haha, is this strength enough to scrape my uncle''s skin?"


    Fang Xing laughed and grabbed the Divine Infant Fruit with his big hand.


    "Don''t even think about it!"


    The magic weapons of other pill-forming monks fell on Fang Xing one after another, but they were all bounced away by a layer of red-gold light.


    Even top-grade magic weapons cannot leave a single trace on his body.


    Occasionally mixed with a few top-quality magic weapons, Fang Xing can deal with it at will, and there will be a few white marks on his arms.


    "Quasi fourth-level physical cultivation?!"


    Mu Qinglan exclaimed, looking at the Divine Infant Fruit in Fang Xing''s hand, her expression turned decisive.


    The battle for the Divine Infant Fruit has always been more difficult the later the stage!


    "Please Lingbao help me!"


    She shouted softly and played the ''Jiaowei Qin'' with her fingers!


    Zheng!


    A piano sound resounded directly in Fang Xing''s mind, and the Lingbao blow landed completely on him alone!


    And then... there was no more.


    ''Even if you hit me with the Lingbao body, I will have to spit out a mouthful of blood to show respect...''


    ‘But you actually chose to attack with a single spiritual consciousness. Did you have some misunderstanding about my Great Sun Relic? ’


    Blue Star warriors are known for their willpower.


    After the seventh-turn Vajra, not only will the body be free of leaks, but also the spirit will be "free of leaks"!


    Mu Qinglan launched the final blow of Lingbao, and two crystal-like daggers emerged from her hands, following the sound of the piano, and she was about to kill in an instant!


    Click!


    The next moment, she was shocked to see Fang Xing slap him with his backhand as if nothing was wrong.


    -Hands that cover the sky!


    Snap!


    The palm print fell, knocking away the two dagger magic weapons, shattering Mu Qinglan''s true energy shield, and slapped her in the face.


    "oops?"


    Bai Xiaoshu, who had just come back to his senses, closed his eyes, as if he didn''t want to see the beauty getting her head shot.


    But there was a flash of green light on Mu Qinglan''s body, and there was only a wooden talisman on the spot, which was crushed into pieces by the hands that covered the sky.


    Hundreds of feet away, Mu Qinglan''s figure appeared. The phoenix mark on his forehead was a little dim, and his face was pale. It was obvious that his vitality was severely damaged.


    "Death Talisman? Run? Can you run?"


    Fang Xing snorted coldly, his martial arts will was so powerful that it was like a blazing sun, making the nearby alchemy monks look confused again.


    Then, his golden elixir circulated, his immortal martial arts flowed together, and a huge golden palm appeared. Every inch of it was extremely real, and the palm prints were clearly visible. He held a handprint and suddenly fell down!


    - Xianwu Yiqi big handprint!


    Bang!


    When the big handprint falls, it''s like Mount Tai weighing down an egg.


    No matter how beautiful Mu Qinglan is, how glorious and bright the future she has, or even the destiny of ''Fengqi Wutong'', it is of no use!


    He was slapped to death!


    Not only that, this golden palm firmly grasped the spiritual treasure ‘Jiaowei Qin’ and came to Fang Xing’s side.


    He carelessly put the spiritual treasure into his storage bag and flew towards a passage.


    Wherever he passed, the monks who were in the late stage of forming the pill were so frightened that they ran away.


    There are also a few desperate ones who directly control magic weapons and talismans to form a blockade.


    "court death!"


    A giant earth-yellow sword appeared in Fang Xing''s hand, and when he slashed it out, the heaven and earth were shocked and ghosts and gods wept!


    The unparalleled sharp sword light is vast and powerful, destroying everything.


    Not only did he cut the magic weapon and talisman into two pieces, he also cut several late-stage pill-forming monks into two pieces.


    "This... peerless evil demon!"


    Bai Xiaoshu was dazzled and murmured: "When did such a person appear in physical training?"


    After killing several late-stage pill-forming monks with one strike, no one dared to stand in front of Fang Xing.


    Fang Xing himself sneered, entered the restricted corridor, and disappeared.


    …


    "Quasi-fourth-level physical cultivation...powerful spiritual consciousness...and the big handprint and sword light..."


    Zhengqizi looked at Fu Hongyi.


    Fu Hongyi slowly sheathed her sword and shook her head: "My sword heart tells me that if I continue to strike, I will die!"


    (End of chapter)