Chapter 492 Controlling the Dharma Boat

After Fang Xing finished that sentence, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his spirit rushed with all his strength.

Through the pupils of Elder Tong, the power of his soul rushed towards Elder Tong like a tide. At this time, the two were in a stalemate situation in terms of strength. Although Elder Tong had the advantage in physical strength, Fang Xing was not weak, but he could not suppress Fang Xing in a short time, so neither side dared to move. The distance was so close that Elder Tong took the blow right at the moment.

Elder Tong felt that his eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into a dark space, surrounded by nothingness, cold and unspeakable, as if there was a blade on his body, and above his head, there was a three-headed and six-armed monster with vertical foreheads. look at him.

"No, he suppressed my soul!"

Elder Tong was shocked. He never expected that besides his physical strength, the loose cultivator in front of him was also so powerful.

It stands to reason that if one's own cultivation base is higher than the opponent's, then in terms of spirit and mountain method, one should be stronger than the opponent.

If the other party's physical strength is strong, it can also be explained by his natural talent, but how can the soul directly suppress himself?

In a panic, his pill light manifested, charged with all his strength, and broke the illusion.

"boom!"

After all, it is the middle stage of Golden Core cultivation. Although the power of the soul is not as good as Fang Xing, it still has the power to resist.

After immersing himself in the illusion for a while, Elder Tong suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw a big fist. There was a "bang", before he could react, he was punched on the bridge of his nose. There were stars in his eyes, and he staggered back. Before he could take a few steps, he kicked again, and with a muffled roar, he fell to his knees on the ground, his body trembling.

When he was suppressed by Fang Xing's spirit, he had already untied all his body skills, and these two strokes were really eaten.

"******, if it wasn't for the young master who was afraid of making too much noise, do you think it would take so much trouble to deal with you?"

Fang Xing cursed angrily, took out the black giant sword with a "whoosh", and placed it on Elder Tong's neck.

"Say, how to control the ancient spells and runes that control this dharma boat..."

Elder Tong was firmly suppressed by him, and he no longer dared to underestimate Fang Xing. He seemed to be struggling to get up, but suddenly, he secretly pinched a formula, and the skin around his body changed. Er once again displayed the meaning of "turning into a mountain", and the majestic and simple artistic conception of the mountain once again manifested around him, while he sat cross-legged and said in a solemn voice: "If you want to take this dharma boat from the old man, then It's just a dream...Even if the old man is not your opponent, but you want to hurt me, it's not so easy..."

"Um, can it still be like this?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect Elder Tong to play such a shameless trick.

Seeing that he was not his opponent, this person actually wanted to use his set of mountain techniques, turning himself into a hard-shelled tortoise, with his soul already retracted into the golden core, so as to prevent himself from suppressing him again , the result of doing this is equivalent to sealing himself, but if he can't break his mountain method, if he has the power to split the mountain, there is really nothing he can do about him.

Normally, there are ways to deal with him, such as refining or submerging, or breaking his mountain method with wooden methods, but now Fazhou is slowly heading to the other side of Chiyuan, if he can't kill him before then, The unlucky one is himself.

"Playing foolishly with the young master, don't you know that I am the ancestor of Fang?"

Fang Xing thought angrily, holding the huge black sword and chopping wildly, the sword choked and sparks shot out.

Elder Tong already had long or short scars around his body, but he still stuck to his mind and didn't understand the way of the mountain.

"Look at which of us has consumed the other..."

Fang Xing put away the black giant sword, and rushed forward with fists and kicks.

"You're strong, aren't you?"

"Incarnate as a mountain, right?"

"I can't cut you down, can I?"

"Master, today I will beat you until the landslides and the ground are cracked, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Elder Tong was like a rubber ball, thumping when Fang Xing beat him, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

"Little... little bastard... don't dream... the mountain law is not broken, you... don't want to hurt me..."

"When you meet up with the four little ancestors and the distinguished guests from Shenzhou...it will be your death..."

"If I were you... run away immediately... maybe there is still a chance..."

Elder Tong's intense spiritual thoughts dissipated, and he was obviously enduring the great pain, but he still put on a viciousness to compete with Fang Xing to the end, and even threatened, because he firmly believed that when Fa Zhou Reaching the end of Chiyuan, meeting the four young ancestors of the Monster Chasing League and the three distinguished guests from Shenzhou, it is the time for this little ghost to die, and I just need to persist a little longer...

"Escape? Hehe, are you a fool to be a young master? In this sunset desert, can the young master escape?"

Fang Xing laughed when he heard the words, and looked up and down Elder Tong: "You are the deputy master's unique trick..."

"You... this old man has participated in the study of mountain techniques all his life, and turned himself into a mountain... you... can do nothing to me..."

Elder Tong shouted in a cold voice, with both anger and disdain in his words.

Fang Xing ignored him, and opened the storage bag on his own, picked it up for a long time, but pulled out a slender water splinter, but was very dissatisfied, and took out another one after doing it casually. Still dissatisfied with the judge's pen, he threw it aside again, and finally picked out a dark gold spear that was more than ten feet long and as thick as a human fist. It was covered with barbs like fish scales...

With a smirk, Fang Xing came up behind Elder Tong with a spear in his hand, and with a slap of his palm, he lifted him into the air.

Although Elder Tong performed the mountain method, he still had a trace of spirituality to watch his surroundings vigilantly. Fang Xing's action immediately reminded him of some bad thoughts, and his spirituality immediately fluctuated violently: "You... What do you want to do?"

Fang Xingdao: "Although I can't break your mountain method, I have found your cover!"

Elder Tong said angrily: "This old man is practicing dignified mountain techniques, not evil skills, and there is no cover..."

Fang Xing pointed the dark gold spear behind him, and said, "Isn't it?"

Elder Tong said angrily: "The old man is also a Jindan ancestor-level cultivation base, you can't insult me ​​like this..."

Fang Xing compared and said, "Ask you one last time, do you want to say it or not?"

Elder Tong was so frightened that he almost lost his wits, and made a difficult decision: "I...I say!"

After a long while, Fang Xing, who had confirmed the ancient spell and the method of controlling the runes, erased the mark of Elder Tong on the Dharma boat and replaced it with his own. After feeling the feeling of controlling, he suddenly laughed ...

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But Cui Shaoting greeted Fa Zhou with a happy face, thinking that he was tricked by that bastard casual cultivator, and he wanted to kill him, so he thought of this question with the fastest reaction, like lightning When rushing forward, he had already quickly conceived his own plan in his mind, that bastard, he must be killed properly, and let out a bad breath.

As for those little foxes...

The ones that haven't turned into human form can be used as a sacrifice to the divine fire, and the biggest one can be kept by yourself!

Thinking of that scene, there was already a little excitement in Yin Yin's eyes.

He didn't rush out much, when he suddenly saw purple clouds lingering in front of him, and a huge dharma boat came through the clouds. Cui Shaoting was determined, so he rushed to meet him, and shouted: "Elder Tong, let me go quickly!" boat, I'm looking for..."

Before finishing a sentence, he suddenly saw several magic circles on the Dharma boat, and suddenly they all started to work together. The huge defensive magic circle had already covered the entire Dharma boat. Outsiders could not enter at will, and the three major attacks Fa Zhou also turned around strangely, pointing at him, but Cui Shaoting was taken aback, his figure stopped in the air, and he hesitated.

"Elder Tong, what are you doing? Let me go!"

Cui Shaoting frowned and shouted at Fa Zhou.

But at this moment, above the magic circle, the aura suddenly condensed, and before he could respond, he heard a "boom", and the light that was almost as thick as a waist shot towards him like lightning. Boomed over, brushed Cui Shaoting's left side a zhang away, with a bang, but hit the red cliff behind him, the incomparably hard red rock was blown down like a hill.

"You... Elder Tong, are you crazy?"

Cui Shaoting was so frightened that cold sweat broke out, he retreated hastily, and at the same time propped up the defensive barrier.

"Hahahaha...Sorry, it's the first time I play with this thing, it's not very accurate..."

On the Fazhou, suddenly there was a sound of laughter. On the side of the Fazhou, a slightly apologetic face was revealed. On top of the head, there was a fat little fox lying on its stomach, but it was not Cui Shaoting. Who is Sanxiu who wants to kill?

"How could it be you? Where is Elder Tong?"

Cui Shaoting's shock was not small, and he was a little dazed.