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In the Nine Nether Black Sand Styx Formation.

This formation seals the inside and outside, and can isolate the dragon from risking any news.

Wow!

Fang Xi stood on an extremely huge piece of Xuanming Divine Sand in the Nine Netherworld River, looking at a miserable black dragon below.

The countless Xuanming crystal sand and Xuanming divine sand had just fallen down and hit the black dragon heavily.

Each grain of Xuanming Divine Sand was specially refined by Fang Xi. At this time, it exploded, knocking off many scales from the black dragon and even breaking off a section of the dragon's horn.

Taking this opportunity, countless Xuanming poisons tried to infiltrate into the dragon's body, constantly suppressing its magic power...

If it weren't for the powerful physical strength of the fifth-level dragon, ordinary god-forming monks might have turned into a ball of flesh with just this move.

"Qinghezi... do you really want to be an enemy of my Dragon Yu Sect?"

The fifth-level black dragon roared, and the dragon's eyes were full of malice.

"I don't want to, but you are pushing people too hard! What can I do?"

Fang Xi replied coldly, waving the 'Xuanming Flag' in her hand, triggering another change in the formation.

Within the formation space, the sky was pressed down inch by inch, turning into countless black filaments.

Those filaments are like a layer of canopy veil, falling lightly.

But the black dragon didn't dare to show any signs of neglect and sprayed out a jet-black beam of light.

In the light pillar, there are countless small runes, wandering uncertainly.

Boom!

The jet-black beam of light hit the black veil, and was strangled layer by layer, constantly dissipating.

After a moment, the light pillar disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, the black dragon's heart sank, and he opened his mouth again, and a dark halberd emerged. The blade of the halberd was simple in shape and engraved with several strange runes.

"Psychic treasure?"

Fang Xi exclaimed, and then felt that Yulong Sect was really going to end!

Even the cultivators who transform themselves into gods may not have the treasure of psychics, but for this fifth-level dragon to actually have it is simply putting the cart before the horse.

But if it is the ‘Long Yuzong’, it is a matter of course.

This black halberd was held in the claws of the dragon, and it continued to grow in size, becoming more than a hundred feet long, and slashed towards the sky.

Black arcs of moon-like light appeared, densely packed, rising into the sky.

Phew!

The thin black lines intertwined with the black arc moon, and they were completely annihilated at the same time.

Tweet!

A Five Hell Peacock rushed out of the black water, with a swipe of colorful tail feathers!

A five-color mysterious light emerged, faintly emitting a suction force, and was entangled with the pitch-black halberd.

Wow!

The Nine Netherworld River boils, and the dragons transformed from the heavy water of Xuanming emerge, like slender chains, binding the black dragon!

Feeling that the magic power in his body was gradually dissipating, a ruthless look suddenly appeared on the head of the ferocious black dragon.

It opened its mouth and a green jade talisman flew out.

Then, the smaller half of his body exploded and turned into a ball of blazing blood!

"Self-destruction of the demon body?"

The Five Hell Peacock, who was entangled with the black halberd, screamed in surprise, protected his body with five-color black light, and retreated suddenly.

Lines of mysterious heavy water emerged and turned into a dark curtain of light.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying fifth-order dragon's flesh and blood mixed with flames swept over instantly!

The sky above Xuanmingyuan.

A Nine Netherworld River suddenly exploded, and a black dragon with only half of its body flew out, followed by a black halberd and a jade talisman firmly grasped in its claws.

At this time, looking at half of the body with only bones left, he suddenly roared and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the emerald jade talisman.

The jade talisman exploded instantly and turned into a green light, covering the whole body of the fifth-level dragon.

It roared happily, and the flesh and blood on the white bones quickly regenerated, as if it had awakened the talent of the 'immortal body'.

Generally speaking, most of the demon clans that can awaken the talent of the immortal body are defensive and human shield types, such as Black Tai Sui and Black Turtle, and Jiaolong is not one of them at all.

That jade talisman is called the "Life Talisman". It can give the user a recovery ability comparable to that of the "Immortal Body". It is the black dragon's life-saving thing.

It was trapped in the fifth-level formation. It knew that if it did not break out of the formation in time, it would inevitably die, so it immediately used the secret method and even self-destructed its small half-demon body, just because it could recover!

But at this moment, purple light flashed in Fang Xi's hand, and a strange talisman appeared and a stream of purple light hit the dragon.

The fifth-level demonic energy and jet-black halberd it exhaled seemed to be unable to defend against this purple stream of light, because it was completely intangible and qualityless, so it could not be blocked.

In the purple light, there are several dragon articles that are swimming like dragons and snakes!

——The secret talisman of returning light!

The black dragon felt severe pain in his body, and when his consciousness swept away, he was shocked to find that the lower half of its body was still bone-white.

And that 'life element talisman' has long since disappeared.

"How could this happen?"

Its breath fell quickly, and its eyes were full of disbelief.

"This is your destiny!"

Fang Xi laughed loudly, and the Xuanming flag turned into a black flag. The yellow flagpole directly hit the black halberd.

He rubbed his hands together, and six streams of demonic flames fell from the sky, wrapping the seriously injured fifth-level black dragon.

puff!

After a moment, the six demonic flames trembled, and a dark inner elixir fled in panic, flashing for dozens of miles in an instant.

The next moment.

Wow!

A sword cry like a baby's cry emerged, and countless red threads penetrated the void, binding the soul of a dragon in the dark inner elixir, and chopped it off with one sword!

…

Fang Xi stood silently on the Xuanming Abyss and began to clean the battlefield.

Regardless of the materials on the fifth-level dragon, or the inner elixir or essence... they are all good things.

What's more... there is also a fifth-level halberd!

"Sigh... I really don't want to kill you, why do you always force me?"

After playing with the dark fifth-level inner elixir, Fang Xi sighed, put it away, and then informed Taiyi to let Guan Dao run away...

He had already anticipated this situation, and had made various retreat plans. Everyone had been notified, whether it was Mo Yinqiu, the few disciples who were being protected by Mo Sect, his subordinates, or even Li Ruling...

'That boy is still in seclusion to condense the Nascent Soul. As for the fact that 'Fang Yuan' is Qinghezi's disciple, he has not told anyone else... The procedures for renting the cave are complete, so he can leave it alone...'

'After all, I killed a fifth-level dragon. Maybe the old dragon returning to the void has some secret method of tracking... Maybe he wants to go to the human world to avoid the limelight. ’

Fang Xi's deep eyes turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

It is foolish to hope that the enemy will not find out.

Now that you have done it, you have to bear the consequences and think about the problem from the worst angle, so that you will not be caught off guard...

…

Wang family.

Piyun Cave.

Fang Xi still looked like an open-minded old man, lying lazily on the rocking chair.

In the pond next to it, a little black turtle is holding a lotus leaf on its head, and the fragrance of lotus overflows.

Not long after, two escaping lights came together and landed next to Fang Xi. It was Wang Lingdao and Wang Lingying!

"Ancestor..."

The two men bowed, with a hint of joy on their faces: "That Qinghezi ran away for some unknown reason... Now the Yulong Sect has issued a wanted order for him, claiming that he killed Qinlongzi and a fifth-level dragon... Is this person so rampant?"

Wang Lingdao looked a little dazed. He had been in contact with Qing Hezi and felt that the other person should not be that kind of person.

But in the world of immortality, all kinds of things can happen.

Thinking of Yulong Sect's tyranny, this person couldn't help but remain silent.

On the other hand, Wang Ling responded with excitement: "Now that Kongsangfang City is empty, who else can take over and maintain the operation of the city immediately? Who else from my Wang family? Ancestor... contact Shangzong as soon as possible to get this piece of fat!"

"snort!"

Fang Xi snorted lazily and took a leisurely sip of the spiritual tea: "My ancestor previously advocated recuperation... Many people below are saying that I am old and afraid of death..."

Wang Lingying's face suddenly looked a little ashamed.

The ancestor of the Wang family has indeed rarely taken action in recent years, which has caused a lot of discussion among the clan members.

The key is that after losing the city of Kongsangfang, they did not want to make progress, and they did not actively open up new sources of wealth for the family.

Even he himself was not without some resentment in his heart.

But at this time, he shook his head quickly: "Our ancestors have long-term plans, and we dare not speculate..."

"snort……"

Fang Xi snorted coldly, imitating the cruelty of the ancestors of the Wang family, until cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two great monks who were staring at the perfection of Nascent Soul, and then he chuckled: "That Qinghezi magic skill is vicious...I won't follow him. To fight hard is to avoid his sharp edge. I have long seen that this person has an unruly temperament and will not be tolerated by the Yulong Sect... Now that he is seeking his own death, it has saved my family a lot of effort. Nakhon Sangfang City will naturally take it. After all... I don’t need my ancestor to take action, I’ll leave it all to you two.”

"yes!"

Wang Lingying and Wang Lingjun left happily.

Fang Xi looked at the backs of the two men, shook her head, and slowly walked back to Piyun Cave, hands behind her back.

Buzz!

A layer of restrictions immediately appeared, allowing him to walk into it.

And on the futon in the cave, there was actually a person sitting cross-legged, it was Qing Hezi!

I don’t know what Wang Lingying and Wang Lingdao would think if they saw this scene.

Fang Xi didn't say much, and after assimilating again, she stretched out her hand.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the incarnation of the heretic disappeared immediately.

He came to the futon and continued to sit cross-legged. Suddenly, a light flashed in his hand, and a fine jade that looked like mutton-fat white jade but looked more crystal clear than any white jade appeared. It was that piece of fairy jade!

"The Treasure Mirror of the Heavens is also a rare treasure of the Immortal Mansion...maybe it can be attracted by the Immortal Jade?"

Fang Xi had thought of this before and chose this fairy jade.

As for taking the 10,000-year-old elixir and then trading it with the Void-Returning monk?

Not to mention the trouble involved, the risks are even greater. Just for one or two more pieces of immortal jade, it's really not worth it.

His expression showed that an ancient bronze mirror appeared in his hand. It was almost complete and exuded an inexplicable aura.

At this time, Fang Xi finally felt that the bronze mirror, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, reacted to the piece of fairy jade.

With a calm expression on his face, he brought this fairy jade close to the Heavenly Treasure Mirror.

With a flash of silver light, this fairy jade disappeared.

The Zhutian Baojian roared, and pieces of information automatically appeared in Fang Xi's sea of ​​consciousness, causing his expression to change slightly...