Starry Sky Professional

Thunderclouds rolled.

Immortal Ziyuan was holding a purple gem and struggling to support.

Suddenly!

There was a tremor, and the large thunderclouds collapsed!

"Opportunity!"

Immortal Ziyuan was born as a casual cultivator. He cultivated all the way to the false elixir. He had experienced countless battles of all sizes and had rich experience.

Although he didn't know why the formation collapsed, he seized the opportunity with keenness.

"Go!"

She pinched her hands and a drop of blood was forced out.

The purple gem merged into the blood, and suddenly it shone brightly, with a hint of blood, turning into a blood-feathered purple bird, rushing into the thundercloud, with countless runes appearing around it, and suddenly exploded.

Boom!

The thunderclouds in the sky dissipated immediately, and a cloudless sky appeared.

On the tops of the mountains, the faces of the disciples of the Wanshou Sect changed, and their blood gushed out.

There were also three foundation-building lights, which rushed towards Fang Xing with great momentum.

They were all smart people, unwilling to join the fake pill battlefield, so they went to find trouble with Fang Xing.

"Ten Thousand Beast Sect, for what happened today, I will definitely report it in the future."

Ziyuan Zhenren was tall, wearing a purple long skirt, with a pretty face, but her words were very domineering.

"In the future? I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that day."

The sect elder stepped on the four-winged flying snake, took back the magic weapon black knife, protected himself, stroked the spirit pet under his seat, and a trace of regret appeared on his face: "I didn't want to use this trick. That damn Liancheng, even if he didn't die, I will kill him according to the sect rules after I go back!"

As the master of the formation, he was very clear about the changes in the formation.

Knowing that it was the trouble caused by the true disciple Liancheng, it would be fine to rashly trap a foundation-building cultivator in the formation.

The key is that he couldn't kill the other party, but was found an opportunity to kill him, destroying a corner of the formation.

Otherwise, Ziyuan Zhenren would never be able to break out of the formation, and would be worn out and killed sooner or later, and he wouldn't have to pay too much.

But now, it is no longer possible.

"Xiao Qing..."

The elder shouted loudly, took out a bottle of pills from the storage bag in his arms, and threw the bottle directly into the mouth of the second-grade upper-grade four-winged flying snake under his seat.

The monster python exerted a little force, and the jade bottle was shattered, and a scarlet pill inside was quickly swallowed into its stomach.

Hiss!

The four-winged flying snake immediately raised its head and hissed, its skin cracked, and a small bag grew on its head, as if a single horn was about to pop out.

When Master Ziyuan saw this scene, he thought of something: "I heard that the old ghost Lian got a lot of benefits from the wasteland, and the 'horned snake' he raised was promoted to the second-grade middle-grade... The horned snake has half the blood of a dragon. Could this pill be the 'Dragon Transformation Pill' refined from its blood?"

"Yes, it is the 'Dragon Transformation Pill'. Although it is just a fake, it is enough to make my pet have the blood of a dragon for a while."

The elder sneered, then pinched his hands and began to chant.

His magic power surged all over his body, and the fake pill was stimulated to the limit, emitting terrifying magic power fluctuations.

Under his seat, the four-winged flying snake that seemed to be about to turn into a dragon twisted its body uneasily...

"Not good, the art of possessing spirits?!"

Immortal Ziyuan was very anxious, and raised his hand to take out a talisman.

Countless blue thunders were violent, like blue pythons, sweeping towards the elder of the sect. It was a third-level Yimu Divine Thunder Talisman!

Rumble!

Endless lightning swept past, but was completely blocked by the black long sword magic weapon.

The blue thunders, with indescribable destructive and vital power, fell on the black light curtain transformed by the black long sword, and were silently melted...

Although this Yimu Divine Thunder Talisman was as high as the third level, the black sword was also a third-level magic weapon, and the elder of the sect had been prepared for a long time, only defending and not attacking, so it was very easy to resist.

True Person Zi Yuan was also mumbling something at this time, as if preparing some powerful spell. She looked at the magic weapon "Purple Hair Pearl" in her hand and sighed in her heart.

Just now, in order to break the formation, she had to forcefully activate the full power of this low-grade magic weapon. Now the origin of the "Purple Hair Pearl" was damaged, and it must be stored in the Dantian for warming before it can be fully restored.

There is not much chance of winning if it is used to fight against the black knife magic weapon.

At this time, the elder of the sect had completed the spell. There was a trace of blood in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Spirit Attachment Technique!"

This is the secret magical power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Every time it is performed, a second-level dragon monster must be sacrificed, and the blood power must be quite strong!

The previous supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was an alchemist. He spent half his life to conceive a recipe for a "pseudo-dragon pill" that can make the blood power of dragon monsters such as pythons and carps surge for three hours!

However, to refine this pill, the blood of a horned snake of the second-level medium grade or above is needed as a medicine.

That's why the old ghost is so concerned about the black jade python, just to upgrade his own horned snake!

Nowadays, as long as the horned snake is bled regularly, it can continuously refine fake dragon pills, greatly increasing the strength of all the fake pills and dan-forming real people in the Wanshou Sect!

Amid the roar of the sect elder, the four-winged flying snake under his seat let out a painful hiss, and a single horn on its head suddenly emerged.

Then, a layer of blood-red light burned from all the scales on its body.

Such a large second-level snake demon turned into ashes in an instant, and only a poisonous dragon-like demon soul was extracted and fell into the hands of the sect elder.

The sect elder looked at the demon soul in his hand that looked like a poisonous dragon, and a trace of regret and reluctance flashed in his eyes, and then pointed at the real person Ziyuan: "Go!"

The poisonous dragon was like an arrow, and it killed in front of the real person Ziyuan in an instant.

Ziyuan Zhenren waved her hand, and a layer of purple crystal appeared out of thin air, turning into a huge shield to guard in front of her.

The purple hair bead magic weapon fell in front of her, leaving a thick purple light curtain with countless runes swimming on it like tadpoles.

Bo!

The arrow transformed by the demon soul easily penetrated the purple crystal shield, and left a hole on the light curtain. Its body shrank by half, and the demon soul became translucent, but it still drilled into Ziyuan Zhenren's forehead.

"Third-level method!"

Ziyuan Zhenren's face suddenly showed a layer of black air, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The art of attaching spirits, with the demon soul as the basis, turned into a soul-chasing poison arrow, and those who were hit were like being hit by a carbuncle attached to the bone!

If it was Lian Laogui from the Wanshou Sect who performed it, even the cultivators in the middle or even late Jindan stage would not be willing to take it head-on.

Although the elder of the sect only had a fake pill, the spirit-attaching technique he used was a real third-level method, just like a real pill, seriously injuring Ziyuan Zhenren!

Not only that, the strange and deadly poison carried by the poisonous dragon demon soul was still corroding Ziyuan Zhenren's body, magic power, soul... and even the fake pill!

If he could not get treatment, he would definitely die within three days!

"What a spirit-attaching technique... It's really as rumored, not inferior to supernatural powers."

Ziyuan Zhenren took out a spiritual pill and swallowed it, barely suppressing the injury, and began to despair in his heart.

"This time I lost my spiritual pet, you will die here today."

The elder of the sect drove the magic weapon black knife, his expression was ferocious.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and his spiritual sense swept.

I saw that two of the three foundation-building cultivators of the sect were actually shot in the head by a figure.

Those Qi training disciples were even worse, being chased by a silver-white figure and slaughtered one after another.

"Zong elder...save me!"

The last foundation-building cultivator, holding a big bell spiritual weapon, fled madly towards the sect elder.

He didn't know what was going on. He was just going to kill the early foundation-building cultivator, but a terrifying physical cultivator suddenly rushed out from the ground, and his two companions died almost instantly.

Luckily, the 'Golden Yuan Bell' in his hand was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it was also famous for its defense and had the ability to automatically protect its master.

Otherwise, he would have been killed by a punch just now!

'This person is definitely not an ordinary second-level physical cultivator...he should be a quasi-third-level physical cultivator equivalent to a fake pill cultivator! '

The foundation-building cultivator of the Wanshou Sect felt extremely regretful.

But the next moment, a figure had already rushed behind him.

The other party seemed to be able to step on the air, with unparalleled short-distance acceleration and very flexible changes of direction. He was not the physical cultivator who was rumored to be not good at air combat!

While shouting, the foundation-building cultivator injected all his mana into the Golden Yuan Bell.

The Golden Yuan Bell kept growing larger and covered him.

Dangdang!

Fang Xing punched and hit the surface of the golden bell, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the terrifying penetrating and shocking force fell on the foundation-building cultivator.

Crash!

The Jinyuan Bell suddenly lost all its mana support and turned into a small golden bell.

A pile of rotten meat emerged from the bell and fell into the sky.

At this time, the immortal clone also killed the last Qi training cultivator and found a place to hide.

The battle between the fake pill and the real person is not something that a mere cultivator in the early stage of foundation building can participate in.

"The fake pill of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect... and the real person Ziyuan?"

Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, a sneer on his face: "So it was you who planned this, but why do you have to involve me?"

"You bold thief... How dare you slaughter my Ten Thousand Beast Sect cultivators!?"

The elder of the sect was furious: "Today, I will not forgive you!"

Although Fang Xing's breath was like that of a mortal, it was ridiculous in the eyes of the two fake pill real people.

How could a mortal fly in the flesh?

Therefore, he must have used the method of holding back his breath. Judging from the huge force before, he should be a quasi-third-level physical cultivator, comparable to a fake elixir cultivator.

But a quasi-third-level physical cultivator does not have as many means as a fake elixir cultivator, so he will definitely be at a disadvantage in a fight.

The elder of the sect is considered a strong man among the fake elixir cultivators, and he is even about to have the record of killing another fake elixir cultivator. Naturally, he looks down on the quasi-third-level physical cultivators.

"Die!"

When the elder of the sect saw Fang Xing rushing over, he immediately pointed at his black knife magic weapon.

The black long knife roared, and a ghost head on the handle immediately let out a soul-stirring scream, which could attack the mind.

This is because the elder of the sect knew that most physical cultivators had poor spiritual awareness, so he deliberately chose the weakness to attack.

Not only that, the light on the black knife magic weapon flashed, and it actually emitted a black wind blade.

Countless black gusts were like sharp blades, forming a tornado, like a black dragon, swallowing Fang Xing into it.

Crash!

Under this attack, the nano protective suit on Fang Xing's body actually began to shatter, revealing his skin that looked like he was wearing heavy gold armor.

'My current physique cannot compete with the magic weapon itself... but as long as I avoid the magic weapon itself, these spell damage and splashes... will be like a breeze blowing on my face. '

Fang Xing performed the Wukong step and jumped out of the black tornado. After a few steps, he came to the front of the sect elder.

"Impossible..."

The sect elder's eyes were wide open. How could this physical cultivator not only have an extremely solid defense in the sea of ​​consciousness, but also be so swift in the air?

But he had no time to think about it.

Two golden lights flashed in Fang Xing's eyes, and the strong martial arts will directly crashed into the sea of ​​consciousness of this fake Dan Zhenren, causing him to lose consciousness for a moment.

Then, he stretched out three fingers, and countless strength gathered on them!

——Xingwu Sanjue!

——Great Vajra Prajna Divine Power!