The Lord of Reincarnation

"This... is definitely the most authentic sword immortal in Xuanmen!"

"Who are you? Monk Sanxiao? Ascetic head Tuo? Or lay Buddhist Jingxu?"

Cang Mingzi and Xuanxuanzi shouted, some magical powers and secrets were used desperately, and they added layers of protection to themselves. It seemed that only in this way could they feel at ease.

As for escaping?

They wouldn't do such stupid things, compete with Jianxian for sword escape, is it a show of brains?

"Not at all... can I die?"

Fang Xian stood up in the sky, as if preparing to strike again.

Seeing this, Cang Mingzi immediately took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the pressing box. This treasure is called 'Xuanyin Gathering Demon Banner', which is an upgraded version of the five magic banners in Fang Xian's hands.

At this time, shaking desperately, and reciting the true art, a head of gods and demons jumped out of the banner and guarded the two of them.

Xuan Xuanzi gave up and continued to defend, holding a gourd, and kept placing thunder beads around the two.

This thunder ball is black and does not slip away in autumn. It is the secret magic thunder of the nine sons and mother. It is best at contaminating magic weapons, and it will explode when touched.

Being able to force the intriguing true disciples of the Demon Sect to join forces to fight against the enemy shows how much Fang Xian had given them a shock before.

"Not bad, ordinary Jindan Sword Immortal, really can't win you guys..."

Fang Xian expressed a little solemnity, and hid the invisible needle in Nanming Li Huojian Qi and waved it gently.

puff!

The originally earth-shattering sword light suddenly disappeared.

It slashed past, and the surrounding Leizhu and Xuanyin Demon Gathering Demon remained motionless, but Cangmingzi and Xuanxuanzi among them were split into two halves, including their golden core.

"Jade girl..."

After doing all this, Fang Xian turned around and looked at Yu Nishang.

At this time, Yu Nishang was bleeding all over her body, driving the bloody flying fork, and stabbed the last boy on her own flying boat to death.

After doing all this, she turned around with a smile and said, "I believe in you... Since I believe in you, these disciples can't keep..."

"it is good!"

Fang Xian took a deep look at Yu Nishang: "Send a signal... If I get what I want and become a true monarch in the future, I will kill those two people for you!"

If he can become a dharma image, killing two Demon Sect True Monarchs is indeed like killing two dogs.

"It's been posted. In fact, the seven true disciples' life lights are extinguished. I'm afraid that the Kunlun Devil Palace has been turned upside down. Are you sure you didn't send them anything back?"

"I'll start quickly..."

Fang Xiandao: "Besides... even if I pass it back, it's not my Yu Xuanji who is unlucky!"

Yu Nishang: "..."

...

Facts have proved that Faxiang Zhenjun came very quickly.

The speed of Jindan cultivator's escape was about an hour and a thousand miles. Fang Xian and the seven sons of the Demon Sect entangled and traveled to the Kunlun Magic Palace for ten hours.

But the coercion of the true monarch of the law has already shrouded in less than half an hour!

Yu Nishang had already fled far away at this time, leaving Fang Xian alone waiting in place.

Of course, he is not a fool, he has already used the invisible needle to hide his figure and hide aside.

After waiting for a long time, the overwhelming pressure shrouded the earth, and a man in black robe did not know when he appeared in the air.

The bridge of his nose is slightly high, his skin is morbidly pale, and his every move is full of strange magic.

'As Yu Nishang described, it's Yan Moruo! ’

Fang Xian's heart moved, and his eyes stared straight at this person, looking for the place where the storage bag was hidden.

His own breath was hazy and completely disappeared.

"Who is it? Who killed me in the Seven True Inheritances of the Devil's Palace?"

"Yu Nishang? It's impossible for this woman to do it,

She summoned that there is a decent spy? where is she? Or also dead? "

Yan Moruo's consciousness subconsciously glanced around, but unfortunately found nothing.

"It's now!"

Fang Xian felt that he was in a very delicate state at this time.

Obviously the body is ready to do it, but there is no thought or thought in the heart, and there is no thought of doing it.

Suddenly.

In the void, an invisible sword energy emerged from the void, and slashed straight on Yan Moruo's right hand, a finger wearing a white ancient ring!

quick! quick! quick!

Everything is faster than expected!

How sharp are the invisible needles? If it were an ordinary flying sword, it might not be able to kill the real monarch's body, but under the invisible sword energy, the finger fell directly, a figure appeared, grabbed the ring and ran away.

"Who dares to hurt me?"

Yan Moruo roared, the finger flew directly to the wound, and the buds grew and healed, and they returned to normal in an instant!

The cultivator has reached this stage, and he is no longer an ordinary flesh and blood, and there is no vital point to say.

This is also the reason why Fang Xian didn't think about attacking and killing this person before.

Once the attack succeeded, Fang Xian never took a moment to leave, turning into a sword light and escaping.

"Do you still want to run?"

In the roar of Yan Moruo, a dharma image instantly appeared.

The dharma is the state of the mind. When the mind moves, how fast is it?

Almost at the moment when Fang Xian succeeded, and the broken finger flew back, a Dharma image suddenly appeared between the heavens and the earth!

I don’t know which god or demon this dharma is. Standing on the ground, the blue-black arm sticks out, and countless flesh and blood are derived from it, turning into baby-like arms, constantly exploding and bridging. Fall down!

Boom!

Within a radius of dozens of miles, the land was sunken, and a huge slap print appeared.

Countless cracks continue to extend outward and vibrate...

Ding!

A clear sword cry came.

An incomparably sharp sword light emerged directly from the back of the giant hand that covered the sky, and disappeared in a flash in the sky.

"Ah!"

The huge dharma images were roaring furiously, and the sky was dark.

But Yamaluo didn't pursue, but looked at his palm: "That's He Jian, can it hurt my Dharma?"

Although the Dharma is not as strong as the Indestructible Primordial Spirit, there are few things in this world that can hurt!

Just now, there was severe pain in his Fa Xiang's big hand, it seemed that he had been pierced by a needle, and his soul was injured.

After all, the core of the dharma is the cultivator's soul!

The invisible needle is extremely sinister and can hurt the soul even more.

Of course, with the sturdiness of the Dharma, an ordinary Jindan cultivator, even with an invisible needle, would not be able to pierce the skin.

Naihe Fangxian is not an ordinary Jindan cultivator!

And this Yan Moluo didn't know the power of the invisible needle, but he felt a palpitation coming, which made his heart skip a beat.

Not only that, but on top of the Dharma, the needle-sized wound not only cannot be healed, but has a tendency to intensify!

...

In the sky, Fang Xianren's needles were united, and the light seemed to be invisible, like thunder and lightning, and they were away from the battlefield in an instant.

He chose the battlefield at the Kunlun regional border, and he was fighting the idea of ​​one hit and escape.

But I didn't expect that I would still fight with Yan Moruo's dharma, and at this time, my whole body was in pain, and the surface of the Great Sun Zhenyang Pill showed a slight crack!

If it were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would have been seriously injured at this moment, the road foundation was greatly damaged, and there was no hope for him to move forward!

"Fortunately, it's not my life Jindan..."

Fang Xian sighed: "It seems that the last sword urged the valley too much, and Jin Dan couldn't hold it anymore... Huh? Why does it feel like my fate with the invisible needle disappeared at once?"

"Impossible, unless I avenge Yu Nishang, how can it be possible? Wait... Then Yan Moruo was injured by my invisible needle, which is to hurt the soul, it will not be lawless, and I have to mourn seven. Waiting for death for days and seven nights? How to treat the wound caused by the invisible needle... I don't know..."

"Look at the Kunlun Magic Palace, let's talk about the news in seven days... Anyway, I probably won't be able to achieve the law, and I can't step into this Kunlun area for half a step..."

While flying away, Fang Xian was still trying to crack the white bone ring. At this moment, he heard a crisp sound, and immediately felt a joy in his heart and penetrated into his spiritual sense.

Ignoring the rest, I directly found a gourd ‘Jiuyou Huangquan Minghe Water’, with a smile on his face: "Okay, it's a worthwhile trip!"

With a thought, he took out the true gourd water and immediately changed the container.

Immediately, the white bone ring was also thrown away by him without any hesitation.

What magical powers, or cherishing materials, can be more important than his formation of elixir?

Being tracked because of temporary greed is not worth it!

"If I do this, I'm afraid that there will be a real monarch and a Taoist who will immediately reckon me. The reincarnation formula of a hundred generations can't be suppressed. The most urgent task is to immediately form a pill and use the power of reincarnation to disrupt my own secrets!"