Chapter 251 Five (please ask for monthly tickets)


    "Sword intent makes a powerful move?"


    "Nanying Sword Lord?"


    "Is there a Yuanying Sword Lord sneaking into Linlang blessed land? This is impossible..."


    "I know this person... It seems to be Mr. Feng, an ordinary mid-stage casual cultivator in the Killing Pill... Why did he suddenly become the Nascent Soul Sword Lord?"


    Bai Xiaosheng watched all this, his expression gradually became dull...


    …


    Other late-stage monks of Jiedan were shocked and tried to stay away from this peerless and fierce man.


    What a famous reputation is the Six Heroes of the Demonic Way? This man slashed two of them with two swords!


    What is the majesty of the Nascent Soul Seed or the Nascent Soul Sect? It is simply thrown to the ground and trampled on it.


    Yu Zhenzi looked at Fang Xing, who was collecting the "Blood God Banner" and took out the Divine Infant Fruit from the Xue Yuanzi storage bag, and her eyelids twitched.


    He flew for a distance, guarded an escape passage, and clasped his hands.


    The soul-destroying demon flames surged, like a fire dragon, surrounding him, and three black shields appeared to protect the surroundings.


    He held the gods and demon bows and barely felt a little secure: ''This person...is so dangerous that he is...''


    Yu Zhenzi saw it very clearly. No matter what the situation is in this person, it is unquestionable that he can exert his Nascent Soul strength in the Linlang Blessing Land. This is a Nascent Soul Sword Lord!


    What is even more disgusting is that as long as this person speaks, both the righteous and the demons will sell their face and give in to a divine baby fruit.


    But this person insisted on hiding, and then he took action after the battle between the two sides fought and almost both sides were injured.


    Obviously, the other party’s fondness is not one or two Divine Infant Fruits, but a round-robin!


    This is almost impossible.


    Since the opening of Linlang Blessing Land, no monk in Jiedan has been able to crush it.


    Even if he is Yu Zhenzi, he can’t do it!


    Even if it is the True Lord of the Yuanying, who shows such a meaning, the ten righteous and demon sons who are obstructed from the path of Tao will fight to the death!


    Of course, if Fang Xing vowed that he only had one or two, maybe they would pinch his nose and admit it.


    After all, although joining forces should be able to repel a Yuanying True Lord, no one wants to give up all the cards and become that "price"!


    But now... the situation is different again.


    The trump cards of both the righteous and the demons were almost exhausted, and the righteous path ran away, and Xiaoyao Hou would not come back to participate in the muddy waters.


    Even for those casual cultivators who are in the late stage of forming pills, robbing Xiaoyao Hou and the nameless physical cultivator is more promising than fighting with the True Lord of the Yuanying.


    "Is this true Lord of the Nascent Soul, do you want to swallow the remaining divine baby fruit? Are you not afraid of offending me, the right and the demons?"


    Yu Zhenzi''s expression was extremely solemn and shouted in a deep voice.


    "So what if you offend me?"


    Fang Xing smiled loudly: "I have no children, no children, no relatives, no friends... The most important thing is, do you know who I am?"


    Bai Xiaoshu suddenly felt his scalp tightening: "This senior is so humorous... he actually stole my words..."


    Yu Zhenzi breathed out a long breath.


    Although he could not understand why the True Lord of the Yuanying could enter the Linlang Blessing Land.


    Even a fake baby is impossible!


    The Wanxiang Sect has a method of fake infants. It can be refined not only once in history, but naturally it has made the idea of ??Linlang Blessing Land, but it has failed shamefully.


    He only knew that if he didn''t do it, he would never have the chance to get the Nascent Soul this time!


    ‘This person is so sinister. Now even if I go to Zhengqizi to join forces, I am not his opponent…’


    ‘If we wait until all of us are destroyed, he can easily kill the remaining three sons of the righteous path with one sword… No, Zhengqizi may not dare to come and get the last Divine Infant Fruit as promised! ’


    Yu Zhenzi looked helpless and could only watch another Divine Baby fruit ripening and fell into her pocket by Fang Xing.


    This time, no monk from Jiedan dared to take action, and he was watching so much.


    “Not bad, not bad…”


    Fang Xing was very excited when he took this Divine Infant Fruit.


    ‘Including the one I am, these are three…’


    ‘This time, there are six divine infant fruits in the Jiuyuan Transformation Vine. Isn’t it too much for me to get five? ’


    ‘I even left one for them! ’


    ‘With five foundations, I will think about the alchemy technique when I go back. When my golden elixir is perfect, I can use the Wanhua Cauldron to refine at least one pill, right? ’


    The reason why he was preparing to get a few more was that he was not very confident in his alchemy skills.


    And even if you can''t use so much, it''s worth selling it to the old nose spirit stone.


    After all, this is an opportunity for Ningying. Even if you don’t refine the ‘Ningyingying Pill’, eating raw will have a little effect of assisting the condensation of the Nascent Soul.


    Of course, doing this is a waste of resources, and it is simply a thunderbolt.


    In short, even in the circle of the True Lord of the Yuanying, the Divine Infant Fruit is a top luxury.


    If it weren''t for the special environment like Linlang Fudi, even if Fang Xing was the Yuanying Sword Lord, he would have tried his best to get seriously injured and rob one of them.


    If you give us a good opportunity today, you will naturally make a big profit and not be lenient.


    Anyway, taking one is to offend other Nascent Soul forces until death, and taking five is also to offend them until death.


    Then just get five!


    Fang Xing did not move, and the other monks did not dare to move.


    I could only watch the fifth Divine Infant Fruit matured and was taken into my pocket by Fang Xing.


    ''what to do? ’


    ‘The last one is left…’


    ‘I secretly contacted Zhengqizi, but Zhengqizi ignored me at all…’


    Yu Zhenzi looked at Fang Xing and easily put the divine baby fruit into her pocket, as if she was watching her Nascent Soul going away.


    The pain and torture in my heart are ten times or a hundred times stronger than the inner demon disaster when the elixir was formed!


    "I am the immortal golden elixir. Even if I don''t rely on the spiritual objects of the Condensation of Infant, I have a chance to condense the Nascent Soul, but failure means death!"


    The difficulty of condensing the Nascent Soul is ten times or a hundred times more difficult than refining the immortal golden elixir!


    Even he is not sure.


    Of course, there is still a little resource for Condensing Infant in Ziyang Sect, but these cannot be all piled up on him alone, otherwise if he fails, he will be in tears.


    This is a painful lesson in the world of practice.


    ‘If there is no Divine Infant Fruit, the various resources I obtained from the sect can only increase by one or two percent of the hope of Condensing Infant…’


    ‘If there is the Infant Condensing Pill, the probability of my Nascent Soul Condensing is more than 50%… This is a battle for the Great Dao. ’


    As soon as he thought of this, Yu Zhenzi immediately spoke: "Senior... I only have a Divine Infant Fruit, please give it your best..."


    While speaking, he secretly transmitted the voice of the magic consciousness, allowing several late-stage cultivators from the Demon Sect to move closer to him and prepare to form a formation.


    “There are too many small moves.”


    Fang Xing was too lazy to listen to this person’s explanation, so he immediately slashed out with a sword!


    Swish!


    Three thousand guests are drunk in the hall, and one sword is shining with the nineteen states!


    The sword intent in the sky was vast and powerful, igniting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like a big river in the Yangtze River, surging and surging, almost submerging the "Yu Zhenzi".


    The late-stage old demons of the Killing Dan were slightly touched by a trace of sword intent, and they didn''t even scream, and immediately turned into a corpse and fell from mid-air.


    The gap between the Nascent Soul and the Killing Pill is like a natural disaster!


    "Huh? He''s still alive... It''s good, really good."


    After a sword, Fang Xing looked at Yu Zhenzi.


    Although Yu Zhenzi was a little embarrassed, several magic shields in front of her were blown into pieces, the soul-destroying demon flames were still burning.


    At this time, he didn''t know what secret technique he had used, and two small green horns grew above his head, as if an evil ghost was coming to the world.


    At the same time, Yu Zhenzi''s magic power began to fluctuate rapidly, exceeding the perfect boundary of the golden elixir...


    "The magic power increased by the ''Divine Corner Transformation Yuan Jue'', plus the **** and demon bows, and the soul-destroying demon flame... It is possible that the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator will be injured. After the senior walks out of the blessed land, he will most likely face my Nascent Soul True Lord, who is both the righteous and the demons, why not consider one or two?"


    Yu Zhenzi pulled the **** and demon bow, and opened her mouth, and a dark soul-destroying demon flame quickly fell on the bowstring and turned into a black arrow.


    Unlike the previous two flame arrows, this black rocket has the power to be introverted, as if it is substantial. Wow!


    At this moment, the last Divine Infant Fruit fell down.


    "Man dies for money, birds die for food..."


    Fang Xing flicked his sleeves lightly, and a blue light shield immediately appeared, covering his whole body.


    The black arrow appeared in front of him as if it had cut through the void and was blocked by the "Qingyang Mask".


    Above the dark arrows, a large number of black flames were burning, which made the "Qingyang Mask" appear in a terrible depression.


    "Huh? Once this attack hits, it is indeed possible to severely damage the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator. It will be even more amazing if a Jindan monk uses it."


    Fang Xing exclaimed, and an ancient bronze lamp appeared in his hand.


    As soon as all the ghost babies in his body moved, the powerful Nascent Soul magic power was injected into the Qingyang Magic Lamp, making the Qingyang shield become more and more intense.


    Not only that, Fang Xing even bounced lightly and popped up a little blue lamp on the Qingyang Magic Lamp.


    Bear!


    The blue lamp flower suddenly turned into a blue flame the size of a head, falling on the surface of the Qingyang cover, and swallowed each other with the soul-destroying demon flame.


    These two are famous spiritual fires in the Demonic Realm, and now they have a bit of a even-match.


    The blue and black flames intertwined, and gradually a trace of dark green appeared, and they both went out...


    "What?"


    When Yu Zhenzi saw this scene, she was immediately shocked: "Aren''t you a sword cultivator? Why do you still use defensive spiritual treasures?"


    Didn’t it be said that the good sword cultivator is only love but only sword, and his defense is weak?


    What''s more, this "Qingyang Demon Lamp" and the accompanying "Qingyang Demon Fire" are very famous. After all, the spiritual treasures are limited, and even a large Yuanying sect may only be one or two.


    Yu Zhenzi knew that this Qingyang Demon Lamp originally belonged to the Wanxiang Sect, but later disappeared with the death of the Feng Tribe...


    Unexpectedly, when it appeared again, it turned out to be here!


    A Yuanying True Lord uses a defensive spirit treasure. Does he use his head to break the defense?


    As soon as he thought of this, Yu Zhenzi immediately turned around and rushed towards the restricted passage behind.


    But what is faster than him is Fang Xing’s sword!


    He raised his hand and his sword, and his sword intent was like a big river in the Yangtze River, which was a means of sword intent forming momentum!


    The sword light is brilliant and brilliant... submerged Yu Zhenzi.


    The next moment, the defensive magic weapons and talismans on this Jindan monk all exploded.


    He himself also fell into the sword energy net and was cut into pieces by countless roaring sword lights.


    After the sword light dissipated, only a ball of black flames the size of a fist was left on the spot.


    This is the original fire of the ‘soul-destroying demon flame’!


    "Um?"


    Fang Xing silently collected the sword, but his spiritual sense felt a little different: "It seems that he is not dead yet... However, under my fourth-level sword path, I will die still..."


    …


    The divine baby hangs a hundred miles away.


    In a hidden cave.


    A young man with a pale face and a black robe suddenly hugged his head: "Ah...I...I''m dead?"


    He fell to the ground, rolling his eyes.


    I don’t know how long it has passed, ‘Yu Zhenzi’ turned over and got up with a hint of resentment on her face: “I actually forced me to use the ‘Li Dai Tao Zombie Technique’…”


    This magic secret technique is considered to be the supreme magical power to save lives. It requires first refining a "disaster body" as a backup.


    Within a period of time, as long as the deity dies, the soul can be transferred to the "disaster body".


    Of course, this kind of despicable art has many restrictions.


    For example, learning is very difficult, and "Yu Zhenzi" has not achieved much in this technique, so she can only maintain this technique for about a month.


    In other words, if he is fine in a month, then this "disaster body" will be useless and needs to be searched for and refined.


    More importantly,...there is also a certain distance between the deity and the body of disaster, otherwise this technique will also fail.


    Yu Zhenzi''s current attainments can barely extend the range to within two hundred miles.


    No matter how far away this secret technique is, it will be useless.


    "Damn it...that Yuanying Sword Lord, I will never let it go with him!"


    Yu Zhenzi checked her body and her face was as deep as water.


    This time, my energy was severely damaged and my cultivation was regressed. It was natural.


    It may even delay your self-condensation of the Nascent Soul!


    But under that situation, it is already very amazing to be able to save your life.


    "That sword..."


    When Yumako recalled the moment she died, a hint of fear and shock appeared in her eyes.


    The methods of the Yuanying Sword Lord are far beyond his imagination!


    Suddenly, Yu Zhenzi felt a sharp feeling coming to her face.


    A sword light suddenly lit up in his sea of ??consciousness!


    "Is this...sword intent? It''s like a gangrene attached to the bone?"


    "ah!"


    Inside the cave, a scream suddenly came from!


    …


    On the Shenying Cliff.


    The last Divine Infant Fruit fell slowly.


    But there was no one who dared to fight for the whole field.


    Let Fang Xing transform into a big blue hand and put the red divine baby fruit of countless perfectly elixir-formed monks...


    He popped up countless sword threads and began to clean the battlefield. Those who died were late-stage monks of the Killing Pill. The storage bag was very valuable, and there were also a large number of spiritual herbs from Linlang Blessing Land...


    After a while, Fang Xing made a big sleeve move and tried to put away the ball of "soul-destroying demon flame".


    “Huh?”


    He had just taken out a jade box and saw that the jade box had melted before it was approaching the dark magic fire.


    When he put the flames in, the entire jade box suddenly exploded.


    "Sure enough, the fourth-level magic is very popular and cannot be carried by ordinary items."


    Fang Xing thought for a while, and a magic power was shot out and landed on the Qingyang Magic Lantern.


    The lamp suddenly shone brightly, and countless bronze runes flashed, like chains, bound to the ball of black magic fire the size of a fist.


    The soul-destroying demon flame trembled, and then a large number of bronze runes were shot into it, and its size continued to shrink.


    From the size of a fist to the size of a pigeon egg, then the size of a soybean.


    A black flame the size of a soybean penetrated into the "Qingyang Magic Lamp" and slowly started to burn.


    "Sure enough, with the power of this spiritual treasure, it is enough to accommodate the fourth-level magic fire..."


    Fang Xing was happy: "Even, the fourth-level spiritual fire, which is both the Qingyang Demon Fire and the Soul-Destroying Demon Flame, can be integrated and increase its power?"


    (This chapter ends)