Array of Immortals

Chapter 181
Climbing to the fairy tower is very lively, talking and laughing one after another.Especially in the private room of Little Rakshasa King, everyone is a rare young hero in the Demon Refining Realm. Although they didn't talk too much about cultivation, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.At least on the surface.

But when everyone was still drinking and having fun, a loud noise suddenly came from the other side of the capital of the Raksha Kingdom.The people in the city didn't know what happened, and they panicked.

"The breath of the best spiritual weapon!" Little Rakshasa King said suddenly, and then released his consciousness to explore the place where the sound came from.I saw a huge beam of light rising into the sky, which was really conspicuous.And in the beam of light, there is a picture scroll quietly suspended.There is the word "Qian Kun" on the picture scroll, and you can tell it is a magic weapon at a glance.

"Could it be the birth of a top-grade spiritual weapon?" A monk muttered to himself with his mouth wide open.

At this moment, swish, swish, dozens of figures appeared from the Raksha kingdom, all flying towards the beam of light.

Beside Little Rakshasa King, Hua Yinchun, Ming Yidao and others also reacted, without even saying hello, they immediately turned the window and rushed towards the beam of light.He probably wanted to try his luck and see if he could win that magic weapon.

After leaving, there are only three or four people left in the private room.Except for Little Rakshasa King, the rest of them are all Golden Core stage monks, even including Xiao Jing.

"Why doesn't Little Rakshasa King try his luck?" Xiao Jing turned to look at him and asked with a smile, not as urgent as the others.

The little Rakshasa King chuckled, and instead of answering directly, he asked instead: "Brother Xiao Jing didn't go either?"

"Hahaha, I'm ashamed to say that my current cultivation is still at the peak of Jindan, how can I win against those Nascent Soul stage monks? Maybe when I arrive, that top-grade spiritual weapon has already been taken away by others." Take it away. Let my two uncles go bang bang luck, they should have heard the movement." Xiao Jing said with a smile, with some regret on his face.Although he is the chief disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect, he has not yet been able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, so he cannot participate in this level of competition.

After hearing Xiao Jing's words, Little Rakshasa King remembered.This time Xiao Jing did not come alone, but was accompanied by two monks in the Immortal Stage.Even if he is fighting for the magic weapon, he doesn't need to make a move.

Thinking of this, Little Rakshasa felt a little disdainful.The Raksha Kingdom is his own territory, how can the treasures born here let others get their hands on it?Presumably at this time, those brothers in the Raksha Temple have already dispatched, and even my father may be behind to control.

Although it's not good to hear about the monks in the ascension period competing with the younger generation for the magic weapon, but as long as they don't show up, no one dares to say anything.In the end, there is a high probability that the top-grade spiritual weapon will be taken away by the Raksha Temple.

"Brother Xiao Jing, you and I should go and have a look too. It must be quite impressive that a top-grade spiritual weapon can trigger such an astonishing vision." Speaking of this, Little Rakshasa King sacrificed a flying sword and was about to leave .

Seeing this, Xiao Jing did not refuse.Although there is definitely no chance to seize that spiritual weapon in this trip, seeing the fighting skills among many monks will also help to improve one's own strength.

Just as the two were about to leave, at this moment, with a bang, a terrifying formation suddenly appeared.Caught off guard, the two were directly enveloped in it.

"Sixth-order large formation!" Little Rakshasa King opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.Suddenly being enveloped by a large formation, no one can calm down.

Compared to the little Rakshasa King, Xiao Jing was even more unbearable.This formation reveals a faint sense of familiarity, which is almost the same as the encounter in Lun Dao Pavilion more than half a month ago.Could it be that the person who attacked him was Fang Li!

For Fang Li, Xiao Jing can be said to be both angry and jealous. The anger is because he swept his face in Lun Dao Pavilion, and the fear is because of his formation.As long as he is in the big formation released by Fang Li, he is like an ant being pinched and played with in his hand, his life and death are in the thoughts of others.

"I know this person. This person is just a monk at the Golden Core stage. The Little Rakshasa King quickly beheaded him!" Xiao Jing shouted.Immediately, he noticed countless dead energy suddenly surged around him, so he didn't dare to hesitate, and hastily released the two poisonous corpses, protecting them by his side.At the same time, a high-grade defensive spirit weapon was sacrificed, which can resist it for a while.

But when he yelled this sentence, he didn't get a response for a long time.It turned out that Little Rakshasa King had fallen into the illusion door and had already entered the illusion. Where could he hear his cry?

"Guanri Finger!" Seeing that the little Rakshasa King had become confused, Fang Li immediately shot a terrifying red light from his fingertips, aiming at his Niwan Palace.The fatal point of the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage is Niwan Palace, where the Nascent Soul is hidden.Only by exterminating Yuanying can he be truly killed.

But at this moment, with a bang, a round multicolored bead suddenly appeared, and it automatically set up a light curtain to block Fang Li's attack.

"It's another top-grade spiritual weapon!" Fang Li was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the little Rakshasa King also had a top-quality defensive spiritual weapon, and it could also defend automatically!For a while, he couldn't hold him down.

Fang Li was sweating profusely. Dealing with the disciples of these powerful forces was a disadvantage. Almost everyone had a lot of powerful spiritual weapons.

After thinking about it, Fang Li didn't hesitate, and immediately let him go, and went straight to kill the others.At this time, there were three more people surrounded by the big formation, but they were all Golden Core stage monks.It is much easier to kill them.

"Five thunders strike the top!" Fang Li came to Miemen first, summoned Tianlei, and directly wiped out the two people who were struggling inside.Both of them have only one low-grade defensive spirit weapon, and with insufficient cultivation, it is difficult to support them.Now it was bombarded by five thunders, and was immediately reduced to scum, leaving only two low-grade spiritual weapons and two Qiankun bags.

After bringing these things into the Immortal Mansion, Fang Li didn't stop there, and went to kill Xiao Jing who was in the gate of death.This person, Fang Li, also had some impression that he was a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect.It was his bad luck to fall into his own hands at this time.

"Fang Li, you can't kill me. I am a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect. If you kill me, my master will never let you go!" Xiao Jing also saw Fang Li, and saw that he was full of murderous intent, Suddenly scared out of my wits.

Fang Li frowned, feeling a little apprehensive.Offending the Rakshasa King is already a desperate move. If Xiao Jing is killed again, he will offend another powerful demon cultivator, the Poison Corpse King.With such a heavy cause and effect, even if he has opened up a lineage of array cultivation and his luck has greatly increased, it is still difficult to survive.

Thinking of this, Fang Li made up his mind, and suddenly struck at Xiao Jing with a palm.Xiao Jing was severely suppressed by the death energy, he was already unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as Fang Li hit him, and he was so frightened that his ghosts froze immediately.

The next moment, with a pop, a circle of lines lit up in Fang Li's palm and imprinted into Xiao Jing's body.Xiao Jing only felt that the golden core was suddenly locked, and he could no longer use his mana.

"Take it!" Fang Li shouted, ignoring his shocked appearance, and directly took him into the Immortal Mansion.

But at this time, there was only Little Rakshasa King left in the formation.

From the appearance of the Great Formation to Xiao Jing's ban, it seemed like a long time, but in fact, only a dozen or so breaths had passed.But Fang Li still didn't dare to hesitate, gritted his teeth, and directly sacrificed the Nirvana Flying Sword.

Little Rakshasa King is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and his mana is very powerful.If he wanted to knock down the defensive spirit bead on him with the large array of Liangyi Mochen, he didn't know how long it would take.If time dragged on for a long time, not to mention whether his mana could support it, if he attracted other monks, then it would be impossible to kill him this time.

In this situation, Fang Li could only take the risk and use the Houtian Lingbao Nirvana Flying Sword.

"go with!"

Following this shout, the Nirvana Flying Sword in Fang Li's dantian immediately turned into a beam of starlight, and shot directly towards Little Raksha King's Niwan Palace.This time using magic power to activate it, the power is several times greater than before using real energy to activate it, enough to break through the defenses of Nascent Soul stage monks!

The little Rakshasa King was still in the illusion and did not respond.Puchi, the Nirvana Flying Sword directly shot down the five-colored defensive spirit bead, and then pierced through his eyebrows, piercing through his Niwan Palace.

Hearing a muffled grunt, the little Rakshasa King had already fallen to the ground, and then twitched.And the primordial spirit has long been annihilated.

Seeing the death of Little Rakshasa King, Fang Li was finally relieved and collapsed to the ground.And the magic power on his body has also bottomed out.But this is not the time to rest.Without hesitation, Fang Li quickly poured out two pills of earth spirit and took them.Only then did he barely stand up.Then he walked slowly to the little Rakshasa's corpse, bent over and picked up the Qiankun bag on his body and the five-colored spirit bead on the ground.

"Sorry." After saying this to the corpse, Fang Li didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately pulled out a talisman, ready to leave.Little Rakshasa King is dead, if he doesn't leave, he will stay and be buried with him.

"What a thief, you dare to kill my child!" The little Rakshasa King was killed, and the Rakshasa King naturally felt it, and there was a terrifying roar in the sky above the entire capital.

Originally, he was still paying attention to the top-grade spiritual weapon that was born suddenly... the map of the universe, but he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his heart, and then the jade tablet in the universe bag that represented the life of the little Rakshasa king was instantly shattered.

This sudden incident made him dizzy and almost lost his mind.How could he not be angry if he dared to kill his own child under his own eyes!
"Little Rakshasa King is actually dead!"

This burst of shouting made all the monks in the Raksha Kingdom stunned, and all of them showed disbelief.Many people began to wonder who was so bold to kill the Little Rakshasa King!

Fang Li naturally heard King Rakshasa's roar.With his cultivation in the eternity stage, he will arrive soon, so without hesitation, he immediately ignites the teleportation talisman in his hand and disappears in place.

Ten breaths later, a burly middle-aged man in a red robe suddenly appeared, standing where Fang Li was just now, with a gloomy and terrifying face.

Not long after, swish swish swish, more than a dozen fetal immortal monks also arrived, looking at the corpse on the ground that had been pierced through the Niwan Palace, they were speechless for a long time.

"Who... who did this!" A senile old man in the embryonic stage opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise.He is also a disciple of the Rakshasa King, the boss of the Ninety-Nine Rakshasa Demons.

Hearing this, Rakshasa King gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and said, "Before this, I only sensed a ghost, and it was a ghost without any magic power!"

(End of this chapter)