The Lord of Reincarnation

"This… is definitely the top sword fairy of Xuanmen!"

"Who are you? Monk Sanxiao? Ascetic Toutuo? Or Hermit Jingxu?"

Cangmingzi and Xuanxuanzi yelled, using all kinds of magic skills and secret methods recklessly, adding layers of protection around themselves, it seems that only in this way can they feel at ease.

As for running away?

They don't know how to do such stupid things. Competing swordsmanship with a sword fairy, are they out of their minds?

"It's not… Can you die already?"

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

Seeing this, Cang Mingzi immediately took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the treasure box, this treasure is called ‘Xuanyin Gathering Demon Banner', it is an upgraded version of the five magic banners in Fang Xian's hand, and it is already a magic weapon restricted by the 20th Heavenly Dipper.

At this time, shaking desperately and chanting the secret formula, gods and demons jumped out of the banner to protect the two of them layer by layer.

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

This thunder bead is dark, it is the secret magic thunder of the nine sons and mothers, it is best at polluting magic weapons, and it will explode when touched.

Being able to force the scheming true disciples of the Demon Sect to join forces against one enemy shows how much shock Fang Xian had brought to them before.

"It's not bad, ordinary Golden Elixir Sword Immortals really can't take you down…"

Fang Xian expressed a little solemnity, hid the invisible needle in Nanming Lihuo's sword energy, and waved it lightly.

Puff!

The originally earth-shattering sword light suddenly became invisible.

As soon as it slashed past, the surrounding Thunder Beads and Xuanyin Gathering Demon Banners remained motionless, but the Cangmingzi and Xuanxuanzi among them were split into two halves, even the human body, and the golden core.

"Miss Yu…"

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 blood flame flying fork, stabbing to death the last boy on her own flying boat, it seemed that it was Zheng Yin, with a look of reluctance.

After doing all this, she turned around with a smile on her face and said, "I believe in you… Since I believe in you, these disciples cannot be kept…"

“Good!"

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

If he can become a Dharma, killing two Zhenjuns from the demon sect is indeed like killing two dogs.

"It has already been sent. In fact, the natal lamps of the seven true disciples have gone out. I am afraid that the Kunlun Demon Palace has been turned upside down. Are you sure you didn't send them anything back just now?"

"I move quickly…"

Fang Xian said: "Besides… even if it is passed back, it is not me, Yu Xuanji who is unlucky!"

Yu Nishang: "…"

…

Facts have proved that Dharma Zhenjun can really come very quickly.

A Golden elixir cultivator's escape speed was about a thousand miles in an hour. And Fang Xian got entangled with the seven sons of the Demon Sect and traveled thousands of miles away to the Kunlun Demon Palace, which took ten hours.

But in less than half an hour, the pressure of a Dharma Zhenjun had already enveloped him!

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

Of course, he is not a fool, he has already used the invisible needle to hide his body and hide on the side.

After waiting for a long time, the overwhelming pressure enveloped the sky, and a man in a black robe appeared in midair at some unknown time.

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

“He’s the same as Yu Nishang described, it's Yan Moluo! ‘

Fang Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he 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 the seven true disciples of the Demon Palace?"

"Yu Nishang? It's impossible for this girl to do it.

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Yan Moluo scanned his surroundings subconsciously 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 movement from his heart, and there is no thought of doing it.

Suddenly.

In the void, an invisible sword energy of Taixu emerged, and it slashed straight at Yan Moluo's right hand, a finger wearing an ancient white ring!

quick! quick! Quick!

Everything is faster than expected!

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

"Who dares to hurt me?"

Yan Moluo roared, and the finger flew directly to the wound, and it grew and healed right to the tiniest granulation, and it returned to its original state in an instant!

At this stage, when a monk reaches a certain cultivation, he no longer has an ordinary flesh and blood body, and there is no such thing as a vital point.

That's why Fang Xian didn't think about attacking and beheading this person before.

After one successful blow, Fang Xian didn't feel any pity and turned into a sword light to escape.

"You still want to run?"

As Yan Moluo roared, a Dharma image instantly appeared.

The dharma is the mind, how fast can the mind move?

Almost at the moment when Fang Xian succeeded and severed his finger, suddenly there was a Dharma figure in the world!

No one knows which god or demon this dharma cultivator is, standing upright, with blue-black arms sticking out, countless flesh and blood are derived from it, turning into baby-like arms, exploding and closing, and going round and round, forming a giant hand that covers the sky, violently fall!

Boom!

Within a radius of tens of miles, the land was sunken, and a huge palm print appeared.

Numerous cracks continue to extend and vibrate…

Ding!

A clear sword sound came.

A razor-sharp sword light came out directly from the back of the giant hand that covered the sky, flashing across the sky.

"Ah!"

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

But Yan Moluo didn't pursue, but looked at his palm: "What sword is that, that it can hurt my Dharma?"

Although the dharma is not as strong as the immortal soul, there are few things in this world that can hurt it!

Just now, there was severe pain in his Dharma Prime Minister's big hand, as if he had been pierced by a needle, and even hurt his soul a little bit.

After all, the core of the Dharma is the monk's soul!

The invisible needle is extremely poisonous, and it can hurt the soul even more.

Of course, with the firmness of the dharma, ordinary golden elixir monks, even if they had invisible needles, can't pierce even a little bit of skin.

However, Fang Xian is no ordinary Golden Elixir cultivator!

And this Yan Moluo didn't know the power of the invisible needle, he just felt a palpitation coming from him, which made his heart skip a beat as if there was a sign of catastrophe and danger of falling!

Not only that, facing those in the Dharma realm and up, a wound the size of a needle's eye not only cannot be healed but has a tendency to intensify!

…

In the sky, Fang Xian's needles merged into one, and the escaping light seemed to exist or not, like thunder and lightning, and he left the battlefield in an instant.

He chose the border of the Kunlun region as the battlefield, with the idea of ​​fleeing after one hit.

But I didn't expect to fight head-on with Yan Moluo's Dharma. At this time, there is no pain anywhere in the body, and the surface of the Great Sun True Yang Pill unexpectedly showed slight cracks!

If it was an ordinary Golden Elixir cultivator, he would have been seriously injured at this moment, his Dao foundation was greatly damaged, and there was no hope of moving forward!

"Fortunately, it's not my natal golden elixir…"

Fang Xian sighed: "It seems that the last sword pushed my limits too much, and the golden elixir can't hold it anymore… Huh? How do you feel that most of my fate with the invisible needle disappeared at once?"

"Impossible, unless I avenge Yu Nishang's great revenge, how is it possible? Wait… Yan Moluo was injured by my invisible needle, that is to say, the soul was injured. It can’t be that his soul will be unrepairable and he's going to die after experiencing great pain day and night? How to treat the injury of the soul caused by the invisible needle… I also don't know…"

"Let’s look at the news from the Kunlun Demon Palace after seven days…Anyway, I probably won't be able to step into the Kunlun area…"

While flying away, Fang Xian was still trying to crack the bone ring. At this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp sound, and he was immediately overjoyed, and he penetrated into his spiritual thoughts.

Regardless of the others, he directly found a gourd of ‘Water of the Nine Serenity Underworld Styx River' with a smile on his face: "Okay, it's finally a worthwhile trip!"

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

Immediately, he threw the bone ring away without hesitation.

What magical powers, or cherishing materials, can be more important than his alchemy?

It's not worth being tracked because of greed!

"After this matter is done, I am afraid that a Zhenjun will immediately calculate me, and the reincarnation formula of hundreds of generations will not be able to suppress it. The most urgent thing is to immediately form a golden elixir and use the power of reincarnation to disrupt my secrets from being revealed!"