Starry Sky Professional

call out!

Turn into elbow and armpit!

Caught off guard, Old Demon Meng had no choice but to use his own demonic body to catch the edge of the rotten iron sword!

A thin ray of sword light fell on his arm, causing a large number of scales to shatter and fly... and actually cut off the arm directly, leaving a deep sword mark on Meng Laomo's body.

"ah!"

Meng Laomo screamed, grabbed the broken arm with one hand, and put it towards the wound.

Stab!

With countless blood-red mist squirming like filaments, it actually directly connected the arm back.

Even so, the wounds were still bleeding out...

"Compared to the immortal magical power of the ancient demon, your true demon body still needs more practice..."

Fang Xing sneered.

"The kid who got promoted by luck."

Meng Laomo roared angrily, but he was actually frightened in his heart.

Even if he has the Void Refining inheritance, he has just mastered the power of the Void just after being promoted to God?

This type of sword cultivator has a great chance of being promoted to the late stage of divine transformation, not to mention refining the void in the future.

If it is not eliminated as soon as possible, it will become a serious problem!

No!

Coupled with his elder who is a fifth-level physical practitioner, he is already a scourge to the Wuji Palace that dominates the world of immortal cultivation!

Fortunately... Fang Cai has reached the early stage of divine transformation!

A bright black talisman appeared in Meng Laomo's hand, with a hint of physical pain on his face, and then he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of demonic blood.

On the bright black talisman, blood-red runes flashing like flying dragons and phoenixes.

Then... it spontaneously ignited without any wind, and the strange brilliance disappeared into the void on all sides.

"Sixth level talisman?"

"Or a sixth-level void talisman?"

Fang Xing frowned.

The Wuji Hall also produced several ascended powerful men, leaving a lot of legacy to the sect.

"Yes, this is the sixth-level 'Forbidden Sky Talisman', and its power is even more powerful than the Mountain and River Map."

Meng Laomo sneered: "Today, not only are you unable to teleport with your flying sword, but even your soul cannot escape..."

He also mastered the power of the void. Once he got serious about it, his demonic aura soared into the sky. He just rubbed his hands together, and a ray of demonic light suddenly appeared and turned into eighteen layers of cold purgatory, trapping Fang Xing in it.

With the horror of these devil prisons, even if one or two layers are broken by Fang Xing, they will be restored quickly.

Once the situation becomes a war of attrition, it will be very dangerous for the immortal clone who is a swordsman in the early stage of becoming a god.

"Alas...I finally suffered a loss because I am above the realm of cultivation."

In the underworld purgatory, Fang Xing swung his sword at will, beheading several underworld evil spirits, and sighed: "Fortunately... this is nothing at all."

After all, he is just a clone.

Naturally, the main force is still me!

"The Eighteen Demonic Paths of Purgatory... should be the powerful magical powers that the old demon has cultivated by mixing the power of the void with his own demonic skills. They seem real but not real, and seem illusory but not illusory... If you can't break through the upper limit of endurance in one go, you must If you keep fighting endlessly, you will be killed sooner or later... This is a good way to deal with sword cultivators. "

Fang Xing nodded slightly and watched as the illusion of heaven and earth changed and transformed into a blood pool purgatory, with vampires crawling out one after another.

They look ferocious, with red scales on their bodies and black horns on their heads. They crawl out of the blood pool in an endless stream.

‘This old devil must be serious. ’

'The most suitable tactic for sword cultivators is actually the decapitation tactic, and then you can miss a single hit and escape thousands of miles away... It would be very fatal to fall into a war of attrition and a protracted war. After all, if you defend for a long time, you will lose, and the sword cultivator's defense is very miserable... '

'But for me, a war of attrition is not bad either. ’

Fang Xing Yuan Shen wields a sword, and sword rays come and go, killing vampires.

This time, he did not rush to break through the blood pool purgatory, but began to hone his sword skills.

Since everyone's goal is to delay, then just delay.

It just so happens that I can also become familiar with some methods of transforming into gods.

A sparring partner of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord! This kind of treatment is not available to everyone.

…

"Um?"

Outside, when Meng Laomo saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.

The monk fought so fast that even if he used such magical powers, he could not take more than ten breaths.

Even so, Fang Xing deliberately slowed down, which still made him suspicious.

Monks originally had the spiritual sense of 'whim', and the cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits refined their souls and merged their spirits with heaven and earth. This ability was greatly enhanced.

At this time, he had a bad feeling.

Of course, this whim may not be effective every time, and may even kill the monk himself.

There is another possibility, that is, being in a dangerous place all the time, and warning all the time is equivalent to no warning.

For example, in the battle of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, the digital god-forming monks must have had their own whims.

But it is normal to encounter danger when you venture to explore the Yuan Shen Sword Sect’s mountain gate!

What's more, in the later stage of the fight against the ancient demon, he was always walking on the tightrope, and his every whim was ignored.

But none of them expected that there would be an extraterrestrial visitor like Fang Xing, who was completely unreasonable.

Just turn on the mecha and send him away.

As an extraterrestrial visitor, Fang Xing seems to have jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. Maybe he will restrain the monk's whim!

But at this time, Meng Laomo still felt a strong chill: "No... Could it be that there is a problem with the two great gods of Piaomiao Immortal Palace? I have the second soul plus the Wuji Demon Palace, even if I can't stop it, You can also hold it off..."

Like the Two Worlds Flag, Wuji Demon Palace is the inherited treasure of Wuji Palace, and its grade has reached the sixth level, which is the Void Refining Level!

There is only one such treasure in the Holy Land.

Among the Yuanshen Sword Sect, it was naturally the sixth-level flying sword. Unfortunately, it disappeared into the void storm together with the other fifth-level flying swords... which made Fang Xing feel a little regretful later.

But...

Now I have a chance to get two sixth-level treasures.

After all, it is difficult for the god-transforming monks to fully exert their power when holding sixth-level treasures. Therefore, most of the major holy places combine the treasures with large formations.

But the mecha is different, it can fully explode the combat power of the ten realms, and even complement each other!

It can be said that the biggest advantage of the main universe is that it can use technological assistance to explode a higher level of power!

Of course, the current twelve realms are the limit.

But later on, that may not be the case.

Boom!

Just when Meng Laomo was frightened, there was a flash of silver light.

A terrifying humanoid mecha with a height of 100 meters appeared.

A series of ferocious bone spurs emerged from the steel alloy deck, forming a pair of forest-white bone wings, spreading pale light down.

In the eighteen levels of hell, countless evil ghosts and Shura... all died and fell into deathly silence.

Even the magical power itself was given the concept of 'life' and died immediately...

call out!

A sword light emerged.

Fang Xing's immortal clone came directly to the palm of the left hand of the Black Death mecha, overlooking the old demon Meng.

"This...puppet?"

Meng Laomo looked extremely ugly: "Fifth level? No...sixth level puppet? Impossible...how can you break the blockade of the forbidden air talisman?"

Although the appearance of a Void-level puppet in the lower realm is already unbelievable.

But what shocked Mr. Meng even more was the way the Black Death appeared just now - it came directly from the void!

What this means is simply chilling!

After all, he had just used the sixth-level air-forbidden talisman from the Wuji Palace!

What kind of puppet can actually break through the sixth level forbidden air talisman?

Even how did such a big puppet cross Taixu?

Even if Meng Laomo thinks about it for a moment, he feels a little creepy. He even feels that he is too proud today?

The two gods of Piaomiao Immortal Palace are indeed withered bones in the grave.

But these two from Mingkun Island are not like that...

Just when he was horrified, Fang Xing had already taken action!

Whoosh!

The power of death between heaven and earth seemed to be completely materialized, turning into a pale scythe, held in the Black Death's right hand.

Then...a slight wave of the sickle!

call out!

A ray of white light slashed through the old demon Meng. Neither the magnetic shield nor the real demon's body had any effect. It was evenly divided into two and fell into eternal death.

Even, in the white light, the void began to shatter.

Silver space cracks were densely packed together, forming terrifying arc blades that passed through the core of the true demon body!

Wow!

After the blade light killed Meng Laomo, his power remained unabated, flying across dozens of miles of sea.

Stab!

A gap in the void dozens of miles long appeared, spanning the sea, as if it was swallowing up the surrounding space.

"Um?"

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows, and the mecha's body moved in an instant and arrived a hundred miles away.

…

On a deserted island, a strange black coffin suddenly emerged from the soil. A huge mark appeared on the coffin lid, as if it had been struck by the scythe of death.

Click! Click!

The dark coffin was torn into pieces, and the figure of Old Demon Meng came out of it.

But at this time, the other party was not only extremely depressed, but also looked seriously injured.

"It turned out to be a Void Refining Puppet... I'm in trouble this time. Fortunately, I prepared this 'Demon Blood Corpse' in advance..."

This secret technique also comes from the "Nine Strategies of Heavenly Demons" and is the ultimate means to avoid disaster and prolong life.

Meng Lao Mo invited a fight today and specially prepared a demon blood corpse as insurance.

It's a pity that he hasn't mastered the secret technique very well. To use this blood corpse to transfer lives, it must be within a hundred miles.

He looked pale, and an Essence and Blood Escape Talisman appeared in his hand, and he was about to fly away.

But suddenly, a terrifying mecha stood in the sky, casting a terrifying shadow that directly enveloped the old demon.

Meng Laomo's face immediately changed: "This fellow Taoist, this old slave is willing to surrender and hand over all the treasures of Wuji Palace to fellow Taoist!"

"He is a smart man, but unfortunately, I don't believe him."

Fang Xing smiled: "Maybe you have other life-saving tricks and secret techniques...but it doesn't matter, your life is already in my hands."

With a thought, the Black Death had completely captured the aura of Old Demon Meng, and then... a translucent and illusory pale heart appeared in the mecha's right hand.

It is the heart of death!

"This is an in-depth use of the Law of Death. The Law of Death is most suitable for eliminating this kind of guy who is good at saving lives and has many clones..."

Fang Xing thought lightly, with a coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes that looked down on all sentient beings.

‘On the road of law, if entry is just about gaining an increase, proficiency is about deeper control. ’

'As for the proficiency level, you can condense the corresponding 'heart of law'. Compared with those who are not as good at understanding the law as yourself, the advantage is very obvious. ’

Now, as I continue to comprehend the "Star Palace Scroll", Fang Xing has gained a lot of insights into the path of the law.

'After mastery, a master should be able to skillfully use the power of various laws. Turning into a sword is only the most basic... The biggest criterion is to condense the 'body of laws'...'

‘When you reach the final master level, the law of one thought arises, and you use your own law to exclude other laws, forming a ‘law world’, taking life and death... It can be said that you are only one step away from fully understanding a law! ’

Now with the help of the Black Death, Fang Xing's death laws are comparable to those of the powerful Heart of Laws!

In the Daxia universe, he is a star-level powerhouse in the Star Lord realm, with full tenth realm combat power.

Through the breath of life captured by Old Demon Meng before, Fang Xing saw scenes of illusions through the pale heart in his hand.

He saw a certain immortal cultivator in the depths of a bronze palace with a pale face and a breath of only foundation building.

He saw the second spirit of Meng Lao Demon who was controlling a strange demon palace and fighting with Venerable Ancient and Venerable Jin.

He even saw a strange refining corpse buried in a secret place under the sea!

‘It’s quite impressive. Have you prepared three corresponding back-ups? ’

Fang Xing murmured and said with great interest: "The second soul, Seizing the Body, and splitting one's own soul, the corpse refining hidden in the secret realm of inheritance..."

As for why the other party didn't use these methods to escape before?

Naturally, it is because the method of using the demon's blood corpse is the most convenient and can even retain most of the soul and cultivation.

If other kinds of resurrection are used as back-up methods, the possibility of serious damage to the cultivation level, or even various problems will occur!

But compared to death, it is naturally best to retain a chance to come back.

It's a pity that under the concept of death, Fang Xing used the law to directly control many of the 'deaths' of Old Demon Meng...

Even a single thought is enough to make many of the clones and back-up men of Old Demon Meng fall!

Boom!

The pale heart is still beating.

Every time he beats, Meng Laomo's face turns pale, even more like a dead person...

"die!"

Fang Xing sighed silently, and countless white bone spurs appeared in the mecha's palm, piercing into the translucent illusory heart.

Click!

With his pale heart torn apart, Meng Laomo instantly lost all breath and his body fell to the ground.

Not only that, the body that had seized the body hiding in the bronze palace and the ray of soul resting on the refining corpse in the deep sea secret realm all dissipated instantly and entered complete and eternal death...

…

A sea surface.

A large number of puppet remains fell into the ocean, rising and falling with the waves.

Above the sky, a demon palace exudes a strong aura of true demons, like dark clouds, almost covering the sky and the sun.

Venerable Gu and Venerable Jin stood under a long silver flag, each looking very ugly.

The banners of the two realms are good at the way of the void. They are more than capable of self-preservation, but not aggressive enough.

Naturally, he suffered a big loss against Meng Laomo's second soul who was also holding the Void Refining Treasure.

Not only that, even though Meng Laomo's second soul was only in the middle stage of becoming a god, his various secret techniques and magical powers were far beyond their imagination.

"Nothing can be done, let's go."

Lord Jin struggled to speak, and it was not a problem to escape with the two world flags.

But their original fisherman plan was about to come to nothing.

The ancient venerable was about to speak when his consciousness suddenly changed, and his expression suddenly changed.

I saw that Meng Laomo's second soul, which was showing off its power just now, disappeared without knowing when, and a dark inner elixir appeared, falling from mid-air...

In the void, the Infinite Demonic Palace screamed sadly, turned into a black light, and fled directly.

This scene directly made the two God-Transformation Venerables from the Piaomiao Immortal Palace dumbfounded: "Then why did the second soul just dissipate? Even the things that the soul entrusted to it fell down. It shouldn't be fake, right?"

I’ve been running to the hospital these days and I’ve been slacking on updating. I ask my book friends to forgive me. Well, I’ll update later tomorrow morning.