Chapter 573: Kill One Person and Rise to the Next Level

"Bang bang..."

Fang Xing swooped down from the air like a demon god, waving his six arms like teeth and claws. The black giant sword in his hand flicked open and smashed away the big sword that the Little Dragon King of Canglan Sea thrust towards his face. Then the second hand picked up the big stick of water and fire borrowed from Kong Kong'er's hand. With one strike, the water and fire collapsed. The overwhelming power had dispersed a fire python driven by Brother He...

The third hand holds the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword. This is also a semi-sacred weapon from the Mysterious Realm. It goes crazy when it touches blood and can draw out thousands of blood lights. It is extremely bloodthirsty and cold. The more blood it is contaminated with, the more powerful it will be. Strong, most suitable for battlefield fighting, but in order to practice the unknown skills taught by the black giant sword, Fang Xing has been using the black giant sword as a weapon, and has kept weapons like the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword.

The dance of the sword was like a blood fan, which knocked away the three ancient swords of Taishi Chi'er. At the same time, it shook away the Snake Princess and Wuyingshan Daozi around Taishi Chi'er. Then, the fourth hand held up the Xiaopeng King. The borrowed golden halberd in his hand roared violently and pierced the void, crushing the lower body of Ziwuhu Daozi who was trying his best to use water magic to attack him, scattering a bloody rain.

Not to mention, the four weapons danced like wheels, vibrating in all directions, but two hand seals were left behind.

"Yin Yang Great Millstone!"

In the surging dark thunder, the yin and yang qi reversed, once again forming the world-shaking Yin-Yang grinding in front of him.

boom! Boom boom!

It was as if the sky had been shattered into pieces. With the demonic shadow as the center, a hollow void visible to the naked eye formed around him, and then annihilated at a very fast speed, and then suddenly spread out to the surroundings. The wind was so strong that it could shatter the rocks. It was aimed at all the demons around it, and it was almost as difficult to resist as divine light. Those with low cultivation level and those who were injured even needed to hold up the spell to be able to withstand it.

For a moment, there was no one within a hundred feet around Fang Xing, and there was no falling stone, but he swept out a void.

All the demon cultivators around him were shocked and staggered back at the same time, except for one person.

Zhou Xianjue, a bald monk from China, had his sacred weapon Iron Lotus destroyed and lost most of his strength. During this siege, he could only hold a single sword, and he could actually cut out a stream of evil energy to put pressure on Fang Xing. That's all, but there is no doubt that that evil spirit was directly wiped out by Fang Xing's Yin and Yang Grinding, and then the divine light rebounded, and he flew out like a kite...

But just after flying less than three feet, he stopped.

Because at this moment, Fang Xing rushed forward and grabbed his shirt with one hand.

"Dead Baldhead, you screamed very fiercely just now... This time, are you going to use another substitute?"

Fang Xing pointed directly at his head, with three strange eyes looking at him maliciously, and then the blood-drinking wind blew up.

"No...Senior Brother He, save me..."

Zhou Xianjue was actually frightened after his head was chopped off by Fang Xing with a knife. It was precisely because he was frightened that he appeared extremely violent and vicious during the subsequent siege. This was undoubtedly a way he used to cover up He was panicking in his heart, but at this moment, Fang Xing grabbed the cassock and leaned against this three-headed and six-armed little devil at such a close distance, which made his heart freeze with fear.

What dignity, what face, how can a small life be important?

His heart was twitching as if it had been grabbed, and Zhou Xianjue subconsciously opened his mouth to call for help.

And Senior Brother He who was not far away really changed his expression. As the leader of the envoys of China and Zhou Xianjue's senior brother, he naturally would not let Zhou Xianjue be killed, but the blood talisman of the substitute was It doesn't mean that the envoy just controls the envoy. The first time, he was well prepared and naturally had time. But this time, Fang Xing took action too quickly and caught Zhou Xianjue before he could. Then he saw that the little devil's black giant sword had been swung. Brother He shouted loudly, cast two spells and rushed out.

"Boom!"

He made seals with both hands, and golden giant swords appeared on his fingertips, slashing straight at Fang Xing's arm.

He wants to separate Fang Xing and Zhou Xianjue with one sword!

It's a pity that Fang Xing now had six arms, holding a golden halberd and a water-fire stick. He swung them at the same time to hit Brother He's spell attacks, while the black giant sword kept slashing out. With a "pop" sound, a big bald head flew up in the air. Unlike the last time when there was no blood in the neck, this time there was a fountain of blood spurting into the air, like bloody fireworks.

"Whoosh..."

Fang Xing reached out with his other hand and caught Zhou Xianjue's head flying in mid-air.

"Don't...don't kill me...I'm really just...testing you...no evil...malice..."

The body and head are in a different place, but the cultivation of the golden elixir is extraordinary after all. Zhou Xianjue was still alive for a while and had difficulty transmitting the message.

"Okay, if you can take this punch from me, I will believe you!"

Fang Xing replied simply, and punched out with his fifth hand, as if he had smashed a rotten watermelon.

In this case, how could Zhou Xianjue still get rid of it?

Even his head, body and soul were wiped away by Fang Xing's punch.

Until his death, he had no confidence that he would die, so before he died, he didn't even have a chance to self-destruct.

"Little devil, if you dare to kill my Chinese monk, I will suppress your soul!"

Senior Brother He was furious at this time, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared forward again, displaying his magical power and roaring like a mountain.

"I hate those of you who come to provoke me the most. I'll kill every one of you!"

Fang Xing laughed loudly and kicked Zhou Xianjue's headless body towards Brother He. He rolled up his wings behind his back and rushed in another direction. At the same time, he killed Zhou Xianjue, and the Realm of Knowledge Jin The elixir has suddenly changed. When he was besieged by the Nine Demon-Destroying Sons, there were nine evil spirits surrounding the golden elixir. However, after killing Zhou Xianjue, the murderous aura surrounding the golden elixir has been reduced. To him at this time, it was as if a chain was missing from his body, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared in his body, flying around him...

call out!

Above the head, there was a golden elixir that was as dazzling as the scorching sun. It circled in the air, and the elixir was shining brightly.

"Second-level Golden Core... He actually broke through at this time?"

Someone screamed uncontrollably, it was almost unimaginable to see the scene in front of them.

Although it is only the transformation from the first golden elixir to the second transformation, rather than a big improvement like entering the middle golden elixir in the early stage, it is still amazing.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Xing also realized that he had directly advanced to the second level of the Golden Elixir, and laughed loudly: "Old Fusang really didn't lie to me. He built the foundation and cultivated the body, refined the Golden Elixir to refine the soul, and understood the mysterious Taoist method. The advancement level is like killing people... ..." Amid laughter, he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "When you first master the art of killing, your soul and body are at ease. Kill one person and rise to the next level...kill nine sons. I will transform into the Nascent Soul!"

Kill one person, rise to the next level, kill nine sons, and transform into a Nascent Soul!

A sharp shout immediately frightened all the monsters and changed their expressions. Even figures like the Little Dragon King and Brother Shenzhou He were shocked for a moment.

Improving the golden elixir is not difficult to say, it is half accumulation and half understanding. Once you have accumulated it and you have a clear understanding, you will naturally improve rapidly. However, if you do not have a clear understanding or the accumulation is not enough, you will get stuck in a certain situation. If it gets stuck, it may last a lifetime.

For human cultivators or demon cultivators who have entered the realm of the golden elixir, as long as the elixir quality is not bad, it is rare for the golden elixir to turn one or even three times, because under normal circumstances, after forming the golden elixir, strike while the iron is hot and work hard. After a few years of seclusion, understanding the principles, and practicing magical arts based on one's own alchemy, one will often make rapid progress in a few years, advance to several levels, and even break through.

For example, Fox Fairy Ji and Ziwuhu Daozi, after forming the golden elixir, both went into seclusion for a long time. This retreat was to familiarize themselves with and understand the magic contained in their elixirs, to practice magical skills, and to improve themselves. Cultivation.

Fox Fairy Ji formed an elixir ten years ago and then went into seclusion for three years. When she came out, she was already at the fifth level of the elixir. After that, she began to take over the affairs of Qingqiu Mountain and learned the art of vertical and horizontal management. For seven consecutive years, she never To advance to the next level, Ziwu Lake Daozi formed an elixir seven years ago, and then went into seclusion. He just came out of seclusion not long ago. After he came out of seclusion, he was already at the sixth level of the golden elixir, and he was halfway into the late stage.

The reason is also very simple. People with high elixir quality have accumulated a lot of accumulation during the foundation building stage. After forming the elixir, as long as they understand the method within the elixir, the accumulation they have made will naturally make them The cultivation level that has been rapidly improved for a period of time can only be improved step by step if there is no accumulation at the foundation level and the elixir is barely formed. If the accumulation is insufficient, the cultivation level will be improved step by step.

Fang Xing, on the surface, falls into the latter category.

In the eyes of others, apart from being physically strong, he is almost useless. His elixirs are poor and his realm is low. He looks like the kind of casual cultivator who barely forms elixirs but is unable to continue to retreat to improve his realm. However, in fact, he The accumulation is far richer than that of these Daozi-level figures of the demon clan, but his method of alchemy practice is destined to be different from other practitioners.

For Fang Xing, even the level of his realm has little impact on his strength.

At the very least, there is no earth-shaking improvement in strength between him at the first golden elixir level and himself at the third golden elixir level.

His accumulation is far from reaching its potential at this time.

If he chooses the path of seclusion, he probably won't be able to get out within ten to twenty years. This is still under the condition of extremely high understanding.

And even if one has a high level of understanding and is closed off, it may not be possible to tap into all of his potential.

Precisely because of this, Gen Bo, that old monster who had lived for who knows how long, pointed out a clear path to Fang Xing, which was to take war as the key.

This battle is not only a process of practicing the art of killing and developing the potential of the physical body, but also a journey of retreat for him.

In this battle where he gambled his life and death, he narrowly escaped death, and every move he made was affected by his own luck. Because of this, the murderous intention and evil spirit in the Nine Demon Demon Demon Fighting Sons were connected with his luck, and they were mutually exclusive. Entanglement is like shackles, strangling Fang Xing's soul. As he has mastered the art of killing, every time he kills one of the nine people, one of the shackles on his body will break, and the power of his soul will rebound, and his cultivation level will rise. If he really has the ability to kill nine people in a row, his soul is at ease, and his physical body has reached its full potential, it is really possible that he will be able to achieve his goals and transform into the Nascent Soul.

Strictly speaking, this is a greater creation than the art of killing. It is only once in a thousand years, but it is also extremely dangerous. It can be said that the benefits are directly proportional to the risks. Many of the joints were carefully cured in that month. After careful consideration, even Fang Xing didn't dare to believe it because it was too mysterious and dangerous.

However, fortunately, Fang Xing was not stupid. He knew that Gen Bo was indeed extraordinary, so he thought about it and decided to do it.

Then after killing the bald man Zhou Xianjue, he suddenly discovered that this was true.

In this case, why are you so polite? Kill, kill, kill ******!