Chapter 492 Flame (40 more owed)
Small area.
Since Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul, he can sense a blood-colored light trailing in the dark, tracking all the way in the direction of the iron-winged eagle.
"Sure enough...was it because of 'Huagu Xueyan' leaking traces?"
He murmured, and saw a delicate-looking girl in the blood-colored light, it was the Nascent Soul cultivator who sold the magic fire!
'Looking at this woman's route, she is following Huaguxueyan... It seems that she really followed this fire as a trace. '
Fang Xi released the Iron Wing Eagle before because he wanted to test it.
After all, he has always been careful in doing things, and it is basically impossible for him to be followed. But when he found that someone was following her, and it was this girl, he immediately suspected Huaguxueyan.
Now it is proved that this is the case!
'This woman is quite scheming. She traded in the city before, and she was innocent. I'm afraid she had a plan. If the strength came, she would trade seriously. If the strength was weak, she would kill people to seize treasure? '
‘She heard the information about the ‘True Heavenly Puppet’, so she must know that I have two low-grade puppets of the fourth rank and many puppets of knot formation, which are very difficult among monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so why dare to attack me? '
‘Um... no, there is one more person? ! '
Fang Xi's spiritual sense swept over him, and he felt the hidden mana of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and even the concealment technique was quite clever, and a trace of understanding suddenly appeared on his face.
He manipulated the iron-winged eagle puppet to turn around quickly, retreating instead of advancing, and it didn't take long before he appeared in the girl's sight.
"You are... no, a puppet!"
The pupils of the red-robed girl shrunk.
At this time, Fang Xi appeared behind the woman, raised her hand and released the eagle-headed puppet and many alchemy puppets, and surrounded the woman faintly: "Friend Daoist is too dishonest...but I am more curious, how did you track down the girl?" 'Bone Bone and Blood Flame'?"
"Hehe... You really can't underestimate any Nascent Soul."
The girl smiled and replied: "The little girl was able to track the fire, naturally because the fire was born by the little girl herself, and even split in half, refining it into the natal spirit fire... Naturally, it can be used for the fire of the same origin. induction."
She seemed to be telling the truth, but in fact she was covering for the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who was hiding in the dark.
The opponent is using an extremely clever cover-up ability to keep approaching, and the mana on his body is concentrated, and he is about to explode with a shocking blow!
"Sure enough, people die for money, and birds die for food... The ancients are not deceived!"
Fang Xi suddenly sighed, then raised her hand.
Whoosh whoosh!
Puppet figures emerged one after another!
Among them, there is not only a demon cow with a full moon between its brows, but also a huge colorful phoenix!
Both of these exude a fourth-order middle-grade aura, surrounding the young girl whose complexion has changed drastically.
Then, another cyan figure quietly came to a certain void, with five fingers together, it turned into a punch and landed.
What is strange is that above his fist, streaks of silver light shone, as if a crack in the void had been opened!
Poof!
With one punch, a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator emerged from the void.
This monk looks middle-aged, his eyebrows and hair are fiery red, and his face was originally full of fierceness.
Seeing this cyan figure attacking, his eyes showed extreme panic: "Great cultivator in the late Yuanying period... void supernatural powers?"
He let out a strange cry and opened his mouth to spit out. A crimson magic flame flew out and landed on the cyan figure, but was directly blocked by a layer of silver mask.
The endless flames burned, but it seemed to be burning in an empty space, and the surrounding temperature didn't even increase a bit.
And the figure's momentum continued unabated, and he punched it hard!
The red-haired Nascent Soul had no choice but to open its mouth again, spraying out a dark shield.
This shield has a simple shape, with complex patterns engraved on the surface, with some ancient flavor.
The shield instantly became larger, and a jet-black glow emerged to protect it.
boom!
Elder Qing's fist hit the shield, and this seemingly extraordinary Lingbao shield immediately let out a mournful cry, and cracks appeared, as if it would be torn apart in the next moment.
"True Monarch Heavenly Puppet... Spare me!"
Seeing that Fang Xi actually had a fourth-rank high-grade puppet, the red-haired Nascent Soul immediately turned pale and begged for mercy.
"Huh? In the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, with the scarlet magic flame... You are the flame old devil?!"
Fang Xi clapped her fists and remembered.
He originally wanted to find trouble with the other party later, but he didn't expect that Lie Yan Laomo would take the initiative to deliver the goods to the door.
Although he has a record of defeating two Nascent Soul cultivators by relying on the magic fire, for the elder Qing who has mastered the supernatural power of "blurring", he is actually no different from the ordinary human Nascent Soul... as weak!
"snort!"
Seeing that Lie Yan Laomo wanted to take out another spirit treasure, Fang Xi snorted coldly and activated the Heavenly Demon Chant!
Old Demon Lie Yan suddenly felt a sense of loss of control, and the originally suppressed demons were ready to move.
Although he recovered quickly by relying on a magic weapon of calming the spirit, in the fighting method, this moment of distraction is almost a fatal flaw!
When Lao Mo Lie Yan's eyes regained his clarity, he saw that his iron shield was torn apart, and a palm as white as jade stretched out.
This palm turned into a pitch-black bird claw in mid-air, and with just one grasp, his protective spirit shield was torn apart.
The residual claw wind raged, tearing the body of Lie Yan Laomo to pieces.
This Nascent Soul has red skin, a face very similar to Lieyan Laomo, and holds a red lotus-like flame in his hand.
He didn't even dare to look at Elder Qing, he pinched out a spell, and the red lotus flame suddenly illusory and expanded, guarding him in it, and then he was about to use the teleportation technique to escape from this terrible enemy!
Who would have imagined that at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, the True Lord Tian Puppet not only possessed two puppets of the fourth-rank low-rank, but also a fourth-rank mid-rank or even the top-rank puppets?
Especially the fourth-order high-grade puppet, which is almost equivalent to a great monk!
Even if he is blind, Lie Yan Lao Mo dare not fight a big monk!
This time, I swore in my heart that if I could escape from birth, I would immediately flee a million miles away, and then retreat for hundreds of years, never to come out again.
Unfortunately, before the scarlet Nascent Soul teleported far, a scene that horrified him appeared!
Beware!
Elder Qing let out a bird's neighing, his whole body was wrapped in blue light, and then turned into a big blue bird.
This green fire luan is an incomparable steed, with traces of silver streaks in its blue wings, suddenly flapping its wings, it catches up with the fleeing Lie Yan Lao Mo Nascent Soul!
The Nascent Soul wanted to teleport, but Qinghuoluan opened its beak, and a silver light flew out.
Cyan feathers fell like rain from the sky, faintly carrying the prototype of Feng Zhuan script, completely sealing off the surrounding void.
Then, the silver light turned into a silver-white feather, directly piercing the chest of the scarlet-red Nascent Soul!
"I!"
Old Demon Lie Yan lowered his head in disbelief, and saw that the magic fire he refined began to backlash, completely engulfing and burning his Nascent Soul body... Then he curled up again, turning into a red lotus-like flame, Slowly blooming in the void...
"Is the magic fire backlash? It seems that there is a certain risk in refining this kind of magic fire as the natal spiritual flame..."
"Sure enough, there are still many advantages to disguising the identity of the Nascent Soul in the early stage."
Fang Xi turned around and looked at the girl.
The strength of the opponent was far inferior to Lieyan Laomo, and the colorful phoenix transformed into Feng Shisan fell suddenly, spraying out a beam of colorful light to cover it.
Then, everything about the girl was reduced to ashes in the beam of light, not even the Nascent Soul escaped.
Wait until Feng Shisan slowly withdrew the multicolored beam of light, only a blood-red flame remained on the spot.
When Fang Xi looked over, what he saw was this scene.
"Poor...just a Nascent Soul, how can he resist the four puppets..."
He silently lamented for the girl Yuanying, then retracted the puppet, and cast out another formula.
"Guack!"
Five Fire Gu flew out, and spewed out a same scarlet flame from its mouth, it was 'Hua Bone Xue Yan'.
This Yan and the flame left by the girl Yuanying seem to have the same origin, with a strong attraction.
The other half of the 'Huagu Hongyan' immediately floated over, fused with this half, and turned into a complete 'Huagu Xueyan'!
Feeling its ever-increasing temperature and power, Fang Xi couldn't help but nodded: "What a magic fire, even if it is held by a monk at the early stage of Nascent Soul, it is enough to pose a threat to ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul?"
Unfortunately, Feng Shisan and Niu Mang under him are not comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage monks!
"Guack!"
Five Fire Gu sucked the complete Bone Bone and Blood Flame back into its stomach, and then looked at the red lotus-like magic flame left by the old flame.
It opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the red lotus into its stomach, and a second lump representing the magic flame rose on its back.
"Old Devil Lie Yan, I don't know what is the relationship with the girl Nascent Soul? Father and daughter? Daoist companion?... Forget it, anyway, it's none of my business."
Fang Xi thought indifferently, after all, he never asked the other party's name from the beginning to the end.
As long as anyone who is against him becomes a dead person, the best destination is already.
‘Alas... Feng Shisan is too cruel, I can only use the remains of Lieyan Laomo to open the demon tree...’
He cleaned the battlefield carefully, then turned into a blue light, and went away...
…
Eastern Eight Domains.
Huangsha School Gate.
After experiencing life and death several times in the front line of Tianwei City, the True Monarch Heisha, who was seriously injured and almost fell back to the early Yuanying period, is sitting cross-legged in the cave, silently practicing profound arts.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and smiled wryly: "Finally suppressed the injury...and won't fall back to the early stage of the Nascent Soul...Hmph, this seat is only slightly injured, and there are many forces around it that are unstable. Only by killing them can they temporarily remember this lesson!"
"Fellow Daoist Black Sand, you are so murderous..."
Just then, a slightly familiar voice sounded.
"who?"
Zhenjun Heisha's consciousness moved, and then a look of shock appeared on his face, which turned into a stream of black light and came over the Huangsha faction.
In the misty clouds, there was a green-robed cultivator, clutching a flagon, lying lazily in the clouds. It was Fang Xi who had restored the image of 'Mu Zhenjun'!
"Mr. Muzhen?!" Zhenjun Heisha looked at Fang Xi, anger, shock, and even dark thoughts emerged.
But thinking that the other party's spiritual consciousness just now entered the forbidden cave of his retreat, as if entering an uninhabited land, all of them disappeared.
"Mu Zhen-jun, long time no see..."
Zhenjun Heisha bowed his hands in salute, and said with a wry smile: "In the past few decades, Tianwei City has been tortured so badly by the Five Elements Lin Clan because of your feat..."
Needless to say, he himself is one of the characters of the word 'miserable'.
"The battle between the human race and the monster race, there will be no eggs under the nest..." Fang Xi shook her head: "I am here today to tell fellow Taoists a news... The monster race has spies infiltrating, under the pseudonym 'Zhenjun Jasper' , is now at the Black Dragon School, and may even win over True Monarch Heitian!"
(end of this chapter)