Chapter 773 The Traitor Must Die!

After picking up Chen Laohe's storage bag, he saw the rune stone full of natural runes inside. Fang Xingxi smiled happily and stuffed it into his storage bag. When he turned around to look, he saw a rune stone on the other side of the valley. The casual cultivators who had taken refuge with them had all escaped like flies and mosquitoes. Taking advantage of the four great remnants of the prehistoric times and Lu Fengxian to fight together, they hurriedly looked for directions and fled into the air.

From that valley as the center, it was filled with chaotic divine light and scattered energy.

Lu Fengxian fought fiercely against the four prehistoric relics by himself, and actually stirred up such chaos, almost turning an area into a doomsday. It was terrifying and abnormal. Even if he was close to the battlefield, he would have golden elixirs to help him. It may be shattered by the aftermath.

However, he was entangled by the relics of the ancient times and couldn't get away. Fang Xing turned around with a sinister smile, looked at the group of casual cultivators who were running away in panic, and laughed ferociously: "You bastards, for the sake of You don’t hesitate to fight against me, but now you want to escape?”

In his eyes, none of these are good things, and even if they are good things, he cannot let them go!

He came up to him with cold laughter, took off his sleeves and started to rob.

But after all, there are too many people, fleeing in all directions, like a swarm of flies. How can one catch so many in such a hurry?

But he also had his own methods. With a stern smile, he took off a string of bone beads from his neck. On this string of bone beads, there were more than thirty round white bone beads, each one as big as the belly of a finger and smooth. Crystal clear, with some mysterious lines on the surface. At first glance, all the beads are exactly the same, but when you look closer, you find that each bead has different lines and is very different.

These beads are exactly the beads that are born after he refines a ray of the source of the all-purpose elixir. Such beads have a unique name in Buddhism, called "relics". After these beads are condensed, , Fang Xing was quite mysterious about the magic he performed. He had already kept it in his storage bag without hesitation. On the way to Bai Yujing, the young monk Shenxiu came up with an idea and asked him to string together all the relics of all the monsters. Pick it up and wear it around your neck. It will be more realistic to rob someone in the name of a monk...

Fang Xing thought it made sense, so he got such a string of Ten Thousand Demons Buddha Beads!

"You bastards still want to escape? Look at Lord Buddha, I will transform into thousands of people and transcend one by one..."

Fang Xing laughed loudly and threw the string of Ten Thousand Demon Buddha Beads out. In the air, the relics on the beads suddenly emitted a brilliant light, and then phantoms appeared one after another, including one with wings spread ten feet. The roc bird, the three-foot-long spotted tiger, and the ape that leap as fast as flying, all have a good aura, and they are exactly what those big monsters looked like when they were alive, but now they have all become Fang Xing. Like clones, they were scattered in all directions, and they rushed towards the group of casual cultivators with fierce wind.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, took out a jade slip from the sleeve of the monk's robe and input the magic power. There was a projection printed into the void, with dense writing on it. While he looked at these writings, he shouted: " Zhang Xiaoyi over there, you made a great contribution to Fu Zhao last time and got a jade slip with a certain technique, right? Please teach me how to do it, or I'll beat you to death..."

Following the loud shout, a clone of a blue-scaled eagle came to him with an almost stunned casual cultivator in its mouth.

Then Fang Xing continued to shout: "That blond one, Sun Tieshi, you were rewarded with a flying sword..."

A blond man was carried over by a golden ape clone.

"Liu Yuzhu, did you scold me the day before yesterday? Did you think I didn't hear it?"

"Ms. Xuan, you **** are you secretly saying that someone is a bald ass who doesn't know how to be charming?"

"Dong Dahong, you had an argument with my wife that day, do you think I don't remember it?"

The jade slips contain densely packed names, and each name is followed by a line of small characters, either about what treasures he has on him, or about a time when he has offended himself. He actually remembers it in extremely detail, and he just needs to read one sentence, and then he has it. A group of monsters flew out, caught the casual cultivator, and threw them one by one in front of him, waiting for him to be punished...

Mom, what kind of monk is this?

This group of casual cultivators was about to cry!

I’ve seen people who hold grudges, but I’ve never seen people who hold grudges like this!

Usually this monk was not likable, and in order to flatter Chen Laohe, people often scolded him behind his back, or even made sarcastic remarks in front of him. But this monk sometimes quarreled arrogantly, and sometimes But he just sneered and passed it by, and the cultivators didn't take it seriously. But who knew that he actually wrote it down one by one. Was he just waiting for an opportunity to settle the accounts with himself?

"Li DaDa... Where did Li DaDa go? Did he slip away?"

After calling a series of names, when the last name was called, no one could be found, and Fang Xingdeng became angry.

"He...he was just sat down to death by that toad..."

Someone timidly answered...

"Ouch, dead? You gave him an advantage. The treasure pill I received in Bai Yujing is pretty good..."

Fang Xing felt sorry for a moment, and then looked at these people with a sinister look: "Dear donors, Lord Buddha, I want to ask for alms..."

"Um...master...can you let me wait for a while?"

"Okay...if we don't allow alms, then we can only transcend..."

"Then...to what extent will it be transformed?"

Fang Xing chuckled and said, "The old rule is that women wear a bellyband and men wear underpants..."

"Two...two..."

Fang Xing's eldest disciple had already run over with a look, hung a storage bag around his neck, and started collecting things in front of each other. He also felt sorry for this group of casual cultivators. They originally wanted to seize the opportunity, but then they threw themselves into Lu Fengxian. In the past period of time, I have worked hard to get these rewards. Most of them were given by Lu Fengxian in order to win people's hearts. But at this time, they all got into the green donkey. There is also a lot of stuff in the storage bag under the neck...

A group of monks, the dignified ancestor of the Golden Pill...

Just like that, the man hugged his chest and the woman ran away with one hand covering her crotch and the other covering her face...

"Two...two..."

The green donkey shook his big head, feeling very satisfied with the heavy storage bag.

"My good disciple, this is a secret that is not passed down in our lineage. I have taught you this today, so learn from it..."

Fang Xing's words were serious and thoughtful as he taught this disciple of the bandit den.

"Can't you teach me better?"

Chu Ci was quite speechless, but she endured it for a while and still stretched out her hand: "Give me the things and I will take inventory..."

"Wild monk, you really have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. You dare to be an enemy of the Lu family of Taihao..."

Suddenly there was a loud shout not far away, but more than ten men in black robes flew out from the valley. After a slight pause, they immediately rushed towards Fang Xing in an encirclement shape. It was surprisingly these loyal men from Lu Fengxian. Although they were worried about their young master, under the leadership of Shi Nansha, they finally couldn't help but escape. However, they met the wild monk head-on. The two of them looked at each other so far away, it was simply... When the enemies saw each other, they were extremely jealous, roared and rushed over to fight with all their might.

"Daughter-in-law, please step aside, I will teach these slaves a lesson..."

Fang Xing also had a cold look on his face, flicked his sleeves, his monk's clothes fluttered, and headed straight towards the group of house slaves.

Taihao's Lu family is really rich. Among the dozen or so slaves, seven or eight have reached the late stage of the Golden Elixir, and have at least achieved the second level of elixir. If they are placed in a small sect, they are enough to become a powerful elder. However, Facing a golden elixir monster like Fang Xing who was comparable to Yuanying, he couldn't get enough of it. The gap in strength was too big. Facing the chaotic elixir light and various spells they used, Fang Xing directly used it. He made a seal with one hand, sneered, and a spiritual light rushed into the high void in his forehead...

After a while, when this spiritual light fell again, it suddenly transformed into a huge mountain!

Fengchan Mountain is a majestic and ancient mountain.

Zheng Zheng suppressed the crowd of Lu family slaves in the sky, the aura was majestic and unwavering through the ages, suppressing the void.

It is as if the power of the sky is directly suffocating these group of Lu family slaves to death...

"Monk, confer the head..."

At this time, Shi Nansha finally couldn't hide anymore, and after all, he belonged to a group of people who could attack the Nascent Soul realm, but forcibly suppressed his own cultivation level. At this time, with a violent roar, he rushed forward and fought back. He took out a Yao Qin from the storage bag and placed it in front of him. The five fingers of his right hand were like iron, and he plucked the strings heavily. Immediately, an extremely unpleasant sound rang out from the void.

As the sound of the piano sounded, a crack appeared on Fengchan Mountain above the head of the Lu family slave, and it seemed to be about to collapse.

And in the void, there are also faint demonic figures appearing, looming.

After all, there is a certain difference between possessing a magic weapon and performing magic with bare hands. Shi Nansha borrowed the power of the Yao Qin to cast the magic sound, which seemed to have the potential to shake the Fengchan Mountain magic that he had casually cast, but Fang was also surprised. What a surprise!

"Traitor, you dare to appear in front of me..."

He turned around and his face turned cold. He was still about a hundred feet away from Shi Nansha, but suddenly, two huge sword demon wings that covered the sky and sun appeared behind him and flapped in the air. , and then disappeared, but with the flutter of these wings, his speed increased by more than ten times? Almost in a blink of an eye, he forcibly tore through the void until he arrived in front of Shi Nansha.

"Snapped"

He pressed down with the five fingers of his right hand. As soon as the unpleasant piano sound started to sound, he held down the strings and stopped abruptly.

And as the sound of the piano sounded, the evil beast's demonic soul manifested in the air, but it also disappeared at this moment.

With such speed, I don't even have time to cast a spell on you, so why fight?

"Chief of the Nansha Clan of the Yushou Clan, you are well and well..."

Less than three feet away from Shi Nansha's frightened face, Fang Xing sneered in a low voice with a fierce look in his eyes.

"you……"

Shi Nansha almost screamed out in shock, but Fang Xing didn't listen to him at all and raised his palm and slapped him directly on the forehead.

Others may survive, but not you...

The traitor must die!