Boom.
After Fang Xi finished speaking. Tian Yuzhong's huge human face suddenly exploded; streaks of thunder flashed and turned into arcs of electricity, among which there seemed to be flashing phoenix seal script talismans.
The void in the secret realm fluctuated violently, and was torn open immediately, revealing holes; those were cracks in the void.
Through the cracks in the void, you can see the mountains and rivers of Mo Lake, which are different from those of the big world. This kind of small secret realm that is attached to the big world has a weak void and may be torn apart by Nascent Soul monks who master the magical power of the void.
Not only that, the road to the big world is extremely short, and it is unlikely that any void storm will occur; it can be said that it is a relatively safe way.
Of course, traveling through the void depends on luck. Some mortals may be caught in it and survive unharmed, spanning countless billions of miles and countless worlds... Or they may transform into gods, return to the void as monks, encounter void storms one after another, and die directly.
Even if this is the case, it is also the only hope for the shamans to go out for so many years.
"Is this...the outside world?"
A great witch looked at the image of Mo Lake in the gap in the void, suddenly shouted wildly, was wrapped in a layer of cyan Sunda wind, and rushed into it.
In another moment, he disappeared.
"We can't go...what if this is a trap by the devil?" A wizard king shouted loudly in a certain city.
He was so prestigious that he immediately stopped the crowd who were about to move.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xi Shen Nian just smiled and let it go; he only gave a choice, and how to choose is still the matter of the witch people themselves; Fang Xi looked at it with interest at this time A void.
Being proficient in Fengzhuan script, he could faintly feel the fluctuations in the void at that place, which was a sign of an imminent breakthrough with the boundary-breaking talisman.
But for some reason, there is still no god-transforming monk appearing; "The original demon sect is a giant of demons in the Minghuan world, so don't let me down!"
Fang Xi murmured that he was a bit of a bully. When he was promoted to the early stage of becoming a god, he was no longer afraid of the human race's god-forming monks.
Now, even if they came several times in a row, they probably wouldn't be enough to kill them; but at this time, the void was faintly fluctuating, but no monk appeared, which made Fang Xi a little surprised.
Before the teleportation altar, a woman with picturesque features, wearing a white gauze, and bare feet couldn't help biting her lips.
Behind her were a group of Yuanying elders from the primitive demon sect, all of whom did not squint and looked extremely solemn. At this time, the supreme elder and the god-transformation monk... looked a little confused; it seemed that many years ago, he was also in the same place. Here and now, I face a decision.
If the choice was wrong at that time, maybe the Supreme Elder of the original Demon Sect would have been the Holy Son back then. How similar is it to this scene now?
She stretched out her slender hand, pressed her eyebrows, and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry about it." "Supreme Elder?"
A demon cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage came out: "This secret realm is the place where my holy sect's important elixir-forming resources are."
The holy policewoman glanced at this person; among the primitive demon sects, probably only the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage dared to say a few words to her.
"You should also know the techniques that I practice. This kind of mysterious spiritual awareness is always inaccurate. It is not appropriate to fight today."
The saint's red lips parted slightly and she spoke.
"Isn't it a good day to...fight?"
The Nascent Soul monk had a sudden thought in his heart, but when he thought that the skills practiced by the Taishang Elder did have such ability, he couldn't help but doubt his belief.
The saint didn't take it seriously, her eyes smiled and met directly with a pair of calm eyes as if through a void.
"She's smart...maybe she also knows some divination skills?" Fang Xi touched her chin thoughtfully and waved to the void. Countless green light spots gathered and turned into the appearance of the fourth generation Qinghe sword: "Sure enough, Those who can be promoted to become gods in the lower world are all geniuses of the generation." If this god-transformation monk from the original demon sect comes, he will not be polite and must settle the previous grudges.
But since the other party has turned into a coward, forget it, he won't suffer much anyway.
and
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Fang Xi came to Minghuan Realm to practice the "Tai Shang Beidou Division Divine Light", but it was not very good to fight and fight every day.
[In view of the general environment,
He holds the Fourth Generation Green He Sword in his hand, smiles slightly, and stabs it casually.
A green sword light emerged. Although it was only a dozen feet long, it directly cut through the void, revealing a void passage.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xi made a hand seal, and the four-color armor appeared on her body. It was the secret technique of Ten Thousand Demon Armor that she had re-trained.
This secret technique has reached the level of "Four Sacred Beast Armors", and after replacing the original essence and blood of crocodile dragons and fifth-level black turtles with the essence and blood of small black turtles and dragons, it has become extremely powerful. Taking a step further, the defense increased again; at this moment, with a thought in his mind, colorful phoenix feathers appeared on the back of the armor; the huge feathers formed a pair of wings, and there were countless phoenix scripts flowing at the tips, which clearly showed the power of the void. No small matter. Huhu?
With a flap of his wings, Fang Xi's figure entered the void passage and disappeared. With his defense and void power at this time, he was very confident even if he sneaked into the immortal world through the gap in the void, he could pass through this short period of time. The void passage is naturally light and effortless; Ming? boundary.
A place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
The void twisted and turned into a passage.
Fang Xi's figure flew out from it, and he casually sealed the gap in the void; otherwise, if it was allowed to stand in the void, it would be a big killer even for the Dan Yuanying monks...
"The aura of this world... is quite good;"
His consciousness spread far and wide, and after sensing the bad spiritual energy in the Minghuan Realm, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
This world full of spiritual energy is only slightly worse than the human world at the peak of ancient times.
No wonder sects in this world have produced god-transformation monks for generations, and there are even those who ascend every few hundred years.
"The most important thing now is to find a place with abundant spiritual energy to retreat to the mountains and seas. It is only the last choice;"
Fang Xi muttered to herself.
Although Shanhaizhu has experienced the upgrade of swallowing up the vast sea world, the place is getting bigger...
The concentration of spiritual energy has dropped somewhat, so it is not a good choice; even if you use spiritual eyes to forcibly build a spiritual vein, it will still have to satisfy the cultivation of the ancestor demon tree, the little black turtle, and Tai Sui...
It was a bit crowded when Fang Xi went there; "The Minghuan Realm is so big and there must be fifth-level spiritual veins." He murmured, preparing to find a cultivating force first and ask about the situation; Xianyuanfang City, Fang Xi Entering it, I swept my consciousness and chose a direction.
Not long after, I arrived at an antique attic. The door of the attic was half closed, and the plaque read "Xiyulou?"
Three big characters.
"This fellow Taoist..."
Just as Fang Xi was about to enter, two children came out: "Sorry... this building is closed today;"
"Is it?"
He sneered and conveyed a few words with his spiritual consciousness: Not long after arriving, the door of Xiaoyu Tower opened, and an old man with childlike face and gray hair came out respectfully: "This servant is short-sighted and neglects my senior. Please don't blame me."
"Owner?" The two boys were shocked. You know, even if the owner of the city, in which meeting was he not polite and respectful to the owner? Those monks who came to see the owner of the building had to follow the rules of Xiaoyu Tower and do enough etiquette before they could enter. Why was it like this this time?
Wait, what did the poster who was already the Nascent Soul Lord call him?
The two boys turned pale, fell to the ground limply, and peeed out of fear; "It doesn't matter..."
Naturally, Fang Xi wouldn't care about it like a child, so she followed the owner of Xiaoyu into the attic. After walking through a screen, she saw that the world suddenly became wider.
A garden covering an area of at least a hundred acres appeared in front of Fang Xi. There were cornices and brackets, withered beams and painted buildings, as well as dozens of attics. The buildings were connected by flying bridges, forming a faint formation: "Yes. Are you still an array mage?"
Fang Xi glanced at it and found it interesting.
Moreover, the space here is obviously different from other places, and it feels like entering the mountains, seas, pearls, caves and sky.
This made him sigh with emotion. Minghuan Realm had indeed reached the forefront of the Human Realm and Kyushu Realm in refining Void and Hollow Palace treasures.
"Don't dare, don't dare... I just know a little bit about the formations, and thanks to the support of all my comrades, I hired him a few times and made a living!"
Xiao Yu Louzhu was accompanying Xing Xing and thinking hard, but he could not figure out that there was such a god-transforming monk in the Minghuan world.
"It just so happens that I am also an array master;" Fang Xi nodded and followed the owner of Xiaoyu into an attic. After the guests and hosts took their seats, a puppet waitress immediately came forward and offered a cup of fragrant tea.
Fang Xi Yimu's Dharmakaya was not afraid of most poisons at this time. Now that he has attained the Eternal Green Body, even strange poisons like Qian Jue Po that can poison the cultivator of the gods are completely useless. He immediately took a sip and said with a smile: "Good tea..." "
"I have put a lot of thought into this Nine Treasures Fragrant Tea. Senior, just like it." Xiaoyu Host smiled and said, "Well, I have something to ask you," Fang Xi put down the tea cup and said casually.
"Senior, feel free to ask, I will tell you everything I know." Xiaoyu Louzhu immediately assured; "Don't worry so much, it's just some ordinary questions." Fang Xi glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator and couldn't help but smile.
"I never owe anyone anything, so I can give you a few words of advice on the formation method."
Immediately, the two began to talk; Fang Xi asked some common questions, and also tested the formation skills of the owner of Xiaoyu. It can only be said that it is barely good, and it can be regarded as a fourth-level mid-level level. For many people in this world, In terms of power, the fourth-level formation mage is already a talent that needs to be actively attracted, but as far as he is concerned, it is just that.
Fang Xi's casual remarks made the owner of Xiaoyu feel suddenly enlightened. When he finally looked at Fang Xi, his eyes were full of gratitude...
