Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 429 Three Moves

This black-robed Zhenjun looked middle-aged, with a little frost on his temples, but he looked at Fang Xi with a somewhat suspicious expression: "Mu Zhenjun?!"

This person turned out to be the True Monarch Black Sand of the Yellow Sand Sect, the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who awakened the 'Black Sand Divine Body'!

Although Fang Xi covered his face, the identification among Nascent Soul cultivators mainly depended on their spiritual sense and mana breath.

The last time Fang Xi fought this Yuanying Zhenjun, the other party would naturally not admit his mistake.

"It turns out that this person is actually under the sect of Fellow Daoist Heisha..."

Fang Xi's expression was a little ugly.

"This person is not a disciple of this seat, but he is from the lineage of Junior Brother Gansha..." Zhenjun Heisha sighed: "This seat already knows what happened, and I would like to ask fellow Taoists to give this seat a face. ?”

Under the signal of Zhenjun Heisha, You Tianhao reluctantly stepped forward and bowed: "Senior, this time it is the younger generation who is wrong, please forgive me!"

As he said that, he also took out the inner alchemy of the Fenglei Horned Python: "This junior is willing to make amends with this thing..."

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

"This person is really unscrupulous because his elders are monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. You need to know that I have killed many of your senior brothers, and even the master died because of me..."

"What if I don't give Fellow Daoist this face?"

He sneered and said something that made Zhenjun Heisha's expression change, and then said: "But Daoist friend gave Zhenjun a face last time, and Zhenjun will naturally reciprocate. After all, this place is occupied by the monster race. , it’s not good to fight for a long time... How about another three-stroke agreement? If fellow Taoists can accept the three moves of Ben Zhenjun, Ben Zhenjun will never care about this matter again, otherwise, let this person Take your life to pay back!"

You Tianhao was stared at by Fang Xi's icy cold eyes, only then did he realize that he was afraid, and looked at Zhenjun Heisha as if asking for help: "Master..."

"A three-stroke agreement?"

Zhenjun Heisha felt it for a while, and realized that Fang Xi's aura was still in the early Yuanying stage. Although he was a little bit surprised, he didn't think for long, and agreed: "As suggested by Zhenjun Mu, limit to three moves."

Two escaping lights flew out immediately, and Zhuo stood in midair, looking at each other from a distance.

True Monarch Heisha's complexion remained unchanged, and his heart was filled with surprise and doubt.

It has only been more than ten years since we left, and he doesn't believe that this 'Mu Zhenjun' can make any breakthrough.

You must know that there are many Nascent Soul cultivators like them who have been unable to make progress for hundreds of years!

"First move!"

Fang Xi said coldly, a bloody light flashed on his right hand, and a blood-colored long knife emerged, with a faint magic light on it, and awe-inspiring aura, it is indeed a spiritual treasure!
'He actually used the spirit treasure from the very beginning... This person is a Dharma cultivator, and he doesn't practice the magic weapon of his own life. Could it be that this spirit treasure was obtained recently? '

Zhenjun Heisha's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he made a tactic, and a series of simple and mysterious jet-black runes appeared on his face, which was a sign to fully stimulate the 'Kurosawa Xuansha'!

Whoa!
A black river condensed by countless sands emerged in the void, and each sand rubbed against each other, bursting out unimaginable terrifying power!
This is 'Kurosawa Xuansha'!
Every falling grain can instantly turn into a huge pitch-black boulder hundreds of feet long, and it is no problem to annihilate a group of second-tier monsters or a third-tier monster.

The long black river coiled around Zhenjun Heisha, and suddenly, under one of his tactics, it turned into a nine-headed lion and roared at Fang Xi!

Amidst the sound waves of the lion's roar, Fang Xi's whole body was in robes, and the 'Blood Transforming Demon Knife' with his right hand just slashed!
puff!
An extremely fine bloody light flashed across, submerged into the body of the Nine-Headed Black Sand Black Lion, and then disappeared.

Just when You Tianhao showed his complacent expression, a scene that left him dumbfounded happened.

puff puff!

Rifts of scarlet saber light erupted from the bodies of the nine black sand black lions, and among the black sand black sand, there were actually extremely subtle saber lights flickering.

Under this knife, it seems to be divided into thousands, so that every grain of sand is separated from each other.

Enter the gap with no gap!

Make this long river of black sand disintegrate from the tiniest point...

Zhenjun Heisha's complexion changed drastically, and a small pitch-black pot appeared in front of him.

This is the spiritual treasure of his life - the Jun sand pot!

As soon as the Jun sand pot came out, there was a layer of dense black light surging, and the spirit patterns flickered one after another, turning into a huge light shield.

A series of tiny scarlet saber lights emerged, and fell on the pitch-black round shield, making a teeth-piercing sound.

In the end, all the saber lights were wiped out.

True Monarch Heisha didn't see any relaxation on his face, but looked at the blood-melting demon knife in Fang Xi's hand with seriousness: "It's a magic treasure. It seems that this treasure can absorb the blood essence of monks and increase its power..."

"That's right, this knife has already drank the blood of several Nascent Soul True Monarchs..."

Fang Xi flicked the Blood Demon Knife, and the blade was glowing with blood.

The so-called drinking the blood of Yuanying Zhenjun is naturally true.

Although the red-blooded old monster was just a weak chicken, True Monarch Lingfeng also became the first victim.

And after this magic knife fell into Fang Xi's hands, he naturally retained some of the red-blooded old monsters, ancient monsters, and even the blood of the seven-killed demon king!

This 'Blood Transforming Demon Knife' is a magical treasure, which has the characteristics of consuming blood essence and increasing power.

Just now Fang Xi only used the blood of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, but at this moment, he chuckled lightly and shouted: "The second trick is coming, be careful!"

As he was speaking, the three-eyed and six-armed King Yan Luo appeared behind him, his brows opened vertically, and a flame fell on the blood-melting demon knife.

And the blood essence of the Seven Killing Demon Lords stored in the Blood Transforming Demon Knife is also rapidly consumed, causing the knife to burst out into a bloody knife gang that is several feet long!
How fierce is the Seven Killing Demon Lord?

Back then, he was known as the second person in the Jiang Kingdom. Even if he were to fight against the current Fang Xi, if he didn't use the Kurong Xuanguang, Fang Xi might not be sure to win!
This person's cultivation has reached the peak of the mid-Yuanying period, and his body is extremely vigorous.

After being sacrificed by Fang Xi's blood to the Demon Sword, the power of the Blood Transforming Demon Sword has reached an unprecedented peak.

Fang Xi raised the Blood Demon Saber with both hands, and then chopped it down with one blow!

Whoa!

The scarlet knife light is like a sea of ​​blood, in which there are countless unjust souls up and down, and incalculable bloody runes flicker in it.

In an instant, the sword light engulfed True Monarch Black Sand...

hoohoo!

A moment later, a giant dragon made of black sand rushed out of the sea of ​​blood, among which was Zhenjun Black Sand.

But at this moment, he was looking at the Jun sand pot in his hand, his face was full of bitterness.

I saw that on the body of the Junsha pot, at some point, there was a light red knife mark.

Just now, Fang Xi's stab wounded this cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, even his natal spirit treasure was damaged!

"The third trick!"

Fang Xi couldn't help admiring when he saw that True Monarch Heisha was able to catch her two moves.

For this kind of enemy, we must go all out to pay tribute!

There was a flash of black light above his head, and the outcast Yuanying emerged, and a small sword appeared in his hand, it was the 'Sword of the Infant God'!
Whoa!

The sound of the sword sound like a baby crying suddenly resounded through the surrounding void.

In Zhenjun Heisha's dantian, Nascent Soul, who had always looked exactly like him, suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of fear appeared on his small face...

"This sword..."

True Monarch Heisha's eyelids twitched wildly.

Generally speaking, when the Nascent Soul cultivator goes out of the body, he either runs for his life or desperately.

It was already very difficult to deal with, plus this sword...

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment... this seat... admit defeat!"

True Monarch Black Sand said with difficulty.

As a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it is a bit embarrassing to admit that he was defeated by a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

But losing face is better than losing life!
"Oh?"

Fang Xi stopped casting spells and looked at True Monarch Heisha with a half-smile.

As soon as Zhenjun Heisha gritted his teeth, a tornado composed of black sand and black sand swallowed You Tianhao who was caught off guard...

After the black tornado passed, there was no trace of this person in place.

There was only one storage bag, and the inner alchemy of the Fenglei Horned Python, which was thrown to Fang Xi by True Monarch Heisha.

"Fellow Daoist is a cheerful person!"

Fang Xi put away the storage bag and the inner alchemy, but the Nascent Soul above his head was playing with the 'Sword of the Infant God', and did not return to the body of the Xuanhuo Demon Zombie.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?" True Monarch Heisha was full of vigilance, for fear that Fang Xi would strike again.

Especially that little sword, which gave his Nascent Soul a strong sense of threat.

"I'm waiting for the fight to be too quiet, I'm afraid I've already attracted the attention of the monster..." Fang Xi sighed, looked around, and said loudly, "Come out!"

"Hey... you two monks of the human race are fighting in the wild, really don't take my monster race seriously..."

puff!
The soil layer exploded, and a huge golden pangolin-like monster came out.

And on top of the pangolin, there stood two demon cultivators impressively!

To be promoted to the fourth level, the monster clan needs to go through the "transfiguration thunder calamity", which is rumored to be several points more difficult than the monk's Nascent Soul thunder calamity!

Moreover, the success rate of monster beasts at the peak of the third level is lower than that of human monks who condense the Nascent Soul.

The Lord of the Way of Heaven, since he gave the Yaozu a long lifespan, a tyrannical physique, and a sharp natal supernatural power, it will naturally deprive them of some things, such as...the cultivation is extremely slow, and it is more difficult to advance than the human race!

But the more this is the case, the fourth-order monster clan that has successfully transformed into form has a lot of extraordinary things!

Fang Xi looked at the two figures that appeared on the golden pangolin.

The fourth-order monster can already transform into a human form.

Of the two monsters that appeared at this time, one was tall and covered with a layer of green scales, like a simple piece of armor, with a weird horn on top of his head.

The other one is roughly the same as a human being, except for a few scarlet scales on both sides of its cheeks, and two carp-like tentacles on its lips.

"A middle period, an early stage..."

Fang Xi looked slightly solemn: "It's a little trouble..."

"It's the Five Elements Lin family!"

True Monarch Heisha seemed to have thought of something, and his face became even more ugly: "The Five Elements Lin Clan is known as the king of monsters and beasts, and their clansmen often awaken some of the 'True Qilin Blood'! It is even more difficult to deal with than ordinary monsters in shape..."

"Since you know you can't deal with it, why don't you leave Nascent Soul to make amends?"

The red-scaled demon clan laughed, and the demonic aura on their bodies rose to the sky, and they were indeed stronger than ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage.

(End of this chapter)