Starry Sky Professional

Yun Qingmiao only felt a sense of drowsiness in the sea.

When he came back to his senses, he saw three corpses falling from mid-air.

"What... happened?"

She looked confused and looked at the twelve elders who were also confused next to her.

They can survive mainly thanks to Fang Xing.

Because in his eyes, the foundation-building monks are just ants now. Not counting high-level monks, no one can reward them with a palm power.

Otherwise, today, the Yun family could be declared extinct.

Uh-huh!

As if they had just reacted, the foundation-building monks who had gathered before dispersed and fled for their lives.

They originally just came to fight against the odds due to the Xuantian Sect's decree.

When someone is about to die, the first choice is definitely to run away.

After all... the immortal way is noble!

Fang Xing was too lazy to care about these ants, and instead looked at Huo Moqing: "You are not bad, very good..."

Although he just said hello, the other party received his palm lightly, which was considered to be a bit capable!

Sure enough, those from Xuantian Sect are different!

"Third-level high-grade physical cultivator...quasi-fourth-level spiritual attack method, still large-scale...Are you the protector of the immortal golden elixir? Which force do you belong to?"

Huo Moqing looked at Fang Xing: "Among the eight Nascent Soul sects in Dajing, you should not be there... is this a secret single-line inheritance?"

There are countless opportunities in the world of immortality, and anything can happen.

Even the eight Nascent Soul sects have undergone changes in history.

Huo Moqing even knew that there were several Nascent Soul cultivators in the Dajing Immortal Cultivation World. They did not establish sects or immortal cultivating families, but chose to pass on the master and apprentice, and even only accepted one or two people per generation to form a special Hidden vein inheritance.

"Or... from the side of Hanhai?"

He is not someone who sits in a well and watches the sky. He also knows the world of cultivating immortals on the other side of the vast sea. He also knows that the Nascent Soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator can initially come into contact with the power of the void.

And in the secret book of the sect, it is recorded that a void storm suddenly came, tearing apart the void and carrying several monks hundreds of millions of miles away!

Although for this kind of thing, the monk is more likely to die in the void storm.

But there are also lucky ones who survive. Such monks often have great luck, and later go very far on the road of spiritual practice.

‘The more this happens, the more you want to kill! ’

Huo Moqing looked at the fleeing monks, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his hands suddenly made seals.

"ah!"

At a spiritual vein node, a disciple of the Yun family who was guarding a formation flag suddenly screamed: "It... it is frantically sucking my mana, and my foundation is going to be destroyed..."

Before he finished speaking, his Qi Hai Dantian was damaged, and he seemed to have aged ten years.

Not only that, after the mana was exhausted, the suction force in the formation did not dissipate. It was madly devouring the person's energy, blood and essence, turning him into a mummy.

The same scene happened where each array flag and array plate was arranged.

In order to please Elder Jin Liu, the original monks of the Yun Family and Daluo Alliance sent out elite disciples and even foundation-building monks to guard various formation nodes, and even actively injected mana to reduce the consumption of spiritual stones.

As a result, they have all become sacrifices now!

As a large number of lives disappeared, the bright moon above the sky was also stained with blood.

"Um?"

Fang Xing suddenly noticed that the swirling mist around him had a trace of blood.

A burst of foundation-building spiritual light rushed into the formation, but was corroded in the blink of an eye and turned into a pool of liquid.

A spiritual weapon fell, its light dimmed in mid-air, and it suddenly disintegrated.

"Is this... a magic array?"

Yun Qingmiao, who was escaping, seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed: "No... this is not the door to life that the man explained before, but... the door to death!"

The next moment, a thick fog rolled in and swept her in.

When Yun Qingmiao died, a trace of regret suddenly appeared on her pretty face: "That person... is definitely not Elder Jin!"

Tsk!

Thick scarlet fog rolled in, swallowing up a large number of Yun Family, Daluo Alliance, and even casual cultivators.

In an instant, the Three Python Mountains turned from a paradise of immortals into a ghost!

"Magic formation? Quasi-fourth level formation? It seems to be a little worse..."

Fang Xing looked around and sighed.

"You're a bit beyond my expectations, so I have to do my best."

Huo Moqing sighed, and a white bone demon flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

This flag uses white bones as the pole and animal skin as the flag, with countless ferocious souls rolling and howling on it.

At this time, with a slight wave, countless living souls emerged from the world and rushed to throw themselves into this flag.

Within those souls, Fang Xing also saw several faces that he had just seen, including Luo Tian and other alchemy monks.

"My 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner' is both a magic weapon and a formation treasure... combined with the third-level high-grade formation from the outside world, its power can be even higher! It is close to the fourth-level level!"

Huo Moqing stretched out his hand fondly and touched his bone flag pole: "With the help of so many monks here, the power of my magic weapon will surely be further improved... Aren't you worried about your junior? He But the elixir you just formed may not be able to withstand the power of my Ten Thousand Souls Blood Formation!"

Before he finished speaking, a large amount of thick red mist had already eroded towards the peaks of various mountains.

Outside Fang Xing Cave Mansion, the disguise of the quasi-third-order formation was constantly being corroded and finally shattered.

Wow!

A layer of blue water waves emerged, constantly entangled with the scarlet mist, and it turned out to be a stalemate.

"Quasi-fourth level formation?"

A trace of fear appeared on Huo Moqing's face: "You really have extraordinary origins..."

With a thought in his mind, he suddenly thought of his own mission. He had learned that the other party had just formed a pill, so he had no doubts at all.

After all, how could a foundation-building monk kill Junior Brother Shi?

But if you add this guardian, it will be different.

"Did you kill my junior brother?"

Huo Moqing's heart was burning. When the Ten Thousand Souls Flag was drawn, the power of the formation crashed down, and one after another of fierce ghosts jumped out from the flag. Their green faces and fangs were all of the third level!

Fang Xing put his five fingers together, and golden sacred mountains emerged in the void.

The sacred mountain suppresses the prison and crushes the fierce ghosts!

The feeling this monk gave him was very different from the weaklings he had encountered before.

Not only can he control his own martial arts will, but he also has formations and top-quality magic weapons.

'Sure enough... sometimes the distance between the alchemy monks is farther than the sky and the earth... Is this person a real seventh-level combatant? ’

‘If I don’t use the trump card of the Tathagata Palm of the Great Sun, I can only break through Vajra on the spot, or understand the simplified version of the third form of the Tathagata Palm after the Heaven-Covering Hand and the Five-Finger Mountain, to be sure of victory. ’

Fang Xing was wearing a beast armor and holding a ghost head sword in his hand, thinking to himself.

These two magic weapons have actually been unable to keep up with his progress, but they can still be considered a help.

'Forget it... I'll just play with him casually... When the immortal clone comes out of seclusion, it will have real eight-level combat power, and I will kill him with one sword. ’

With this thought, Fang Xing's mana was injected into the ghost-headed sword, causing the sword to roar.

Then, together with the martial arts will, he rushed towards Huo Moqing: "I have killed many people, who is your junior brother?"

Uh-huh!

Fang Xing raised his sword and cut off a third-level fierce ghost.

The Ghost Sword - kills ghosts and gods, and now it is quite suitable to kill serious ghosts.

A drop of blood appeared between Huo Moqing's eyebrows and turned into a blood stain.

There were two magic lights in his eyes, but his face still maintained the golden appearance before: "Mo Yun Xiancheng!"

"Haha...that's it."

Fang Xing laughed loudly, and all the beasts on his armor instantly screamed. With one step, the void seemed to turn into solid steps at this moment. He used his strength to rush forward and came to Huo Moqing, holding swords in both hands. , slashed down with a bang.

Huo Moqing showed a smile: "It's really you!"

With a flick of his finger, a crystal-like round shield appeared, which turned out to be another third-level high-grade magic weapon.

The crystal round shield held the Ghost Head Saber firmly and sparked a string of sparks.

Not only that, Fang Xing felt an extremely cold feeling spreading along the blade, handle... all the way to his palm.

Seeing this, Huo Moqing's face became even more joyful.

His 'Black Ice Shield' is made from ten thousand years of black ice from the East China Sea, and the 'Deep Sea Flame' is also refined inside!

The nature of this flame is cold, and it ranks among the top ten cold flames in Dajing. Although it is only ranked at the bottom, even if the golden elixir cultivator touches a trace, the body will be frozen.

Relying on this hand, he was able to instigate countless enemy monks to death.

But soon, the smile on Huo Moqing's face froze.

"It's really cold..."

Fang Xing nodded, and the tiger-headed knife struck down again, as if the coldness before had no effect on him at all.

Huo Moqing's face was gloomy, his figure was like catkins, he flew backwards and threw out a handful of talismans.

Various colorful brilliance formed a defense, which was cut in half by Fang Xing.

But immediately, he frowned.

Because suddenly there were two ghost claws behind him!

It was the fierce ghost in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner before, who had escaped from the suppression of the Five Fingers Mountain at some point. The blue-black ghost claws pressed hard on the Ten Thousand Beast Armor, leaving two dark and ferocious palm prints.

Huo Moqing's own Golden Core True Essence condensed into a protective shield, covering himself inside, with the 'Xuan Ice Shield' and 'Ten Thousand Soul Banner' magic weapons floating on the periphery.

When he saw the unbelievably ferocious Fang Xing, his originally gloomy face took on a hint of softness: "What a strong physique... If you use it to refine corpses, I believe our Corpse Refining Department will be very happy."

"We must deal with this person as soon as possible, and then kill the Jindan monk...otherwise the people from Xuantian Sect will be here soon."

With this thought, Huo Moqing stopped hiding his secrets and touched the heavenly spirit.

In the flash of blue light, the 'Nine Infant Pearl' flew out.

"go!"

He recited a complex and difficult-to-speak incantation, and injected a few drops of essence and blood into the 'Nine Infant Beads' along with the magic power.

The Jiuying Pearl suddenly shined brightly and turned into a cyan meteor, hitting Fang Xing instantly!

Fang Xing's expression changed, and the beast armor on his chest was cracked, revealing a chest that emitted a layer of golden light.

Bang!

His whole body was blown away like a cannonball, and it hit the mountain top hard, revealing a huge crater.

"Another top-quality magic weapon... no, it seems to be stronger."

Fang Xing wiped the corners of his mouth, activated the 'Dragon Elephant Vajra Indestructible Magical Power' all over his body, and stood up as if nothing was wrong.

"Nice physical training, but unfortunately, there will be no next time."

Huo Moqing's eyes were cold and he made secrets with his hands.

From the 'Nine Infant Pearls', a roar like a baby crying suddenly came out...