Chapter 841 Facing (Please Subscribe for More Updates)

"This is the Blood Peak Mountain Range?!"

A ray of magic light seemed to come slowly and really quickly to the outskirts of the Blood Peak Mountains. Fang Xi looked at the thin blood mist with a hint of excitement on her face.

"Finally... can I be promoted to fusion?"

He rushed into the mountains without any hesitation.

The thin mist outside the mountain range dissipated directly when it encountered the magic light, and was even easily refined by the magic light without affecting it in the slightest.

On the ground, an old demon with a pill-forming level was leading another demon girl with a foundation-building level to pick elixirs.

Seeing this scene, I was immediately stunned.

"Grandpa...that man..."

This demon girl has jet black scales on her body, a slightly hooked nose, and a strange structure inside.

This is a nearby branch of the demon clan, called the "Singing Demon Clan", and they are naturally resistant to the blood mist.

Even so, he would only dare to venture into the Blood Peak Mountains to collect herbs after practicing special techniques and preparing a large number of magical weapons and talismans.

"But that person?"

"That must be a sixth-level superior clan existence..."

The old man Jiedan looked at the tail flames of the magic light and sighed: "Let's go back..."

"What, the Xue Linghua is no longer collected?"

The demon girl's face was full of surprise: "We only need to climb three more mountains and we will be there."

The Blood Spirit Flower is the most valuable thing outside the Blood Peak Mountain Range. If combined with other elixirs, it can be used to refine the 'Blood Spirit Pill', which is the best choice for many blood magic skills to improve their cultivation.

"I won't go... There is something evil in this Blood Peak Mountain Range now. It is said that many big shots have arrived..."

The old man Jiedan gritted his teeth and started to walk back with his granddaughter: "I see this situation... If something happens, the sky may really fall and the earth will fall. It's better to hide... Not only must we go back, but we must also notify Clan members, let them all restrain themselves recently and don’t cause trouble to the clan!”

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Tsk!

Fang Xi naturally doesn't care what some ants think.

At this time, he looked at the blood-colored mist that was gradually thickening in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The fog outside the Blood Peak Mountain Range is relatively thin, and even foundation-level demons, equipped with certain magic weapons, pills, and talismans, dare to break through.

But after arriving here, even the magic power of the returning demon clan will be continuously consumed.

"Even...does this mist have some effect of blocking spiritual consciousness?"

Fang Xi smiled slightly: "I found a good place."

He sensed the location of the fragments of the Treasure Book of All Heavens and confirmed that the other party was at the core of the mountain range.

With the level of blood mist there, even the combined monks would be affected to a certain extent.

"Unfortunately... all these arrangements are of no use to me."

As soon as Fang Xi raised his hand, the Xuanming flag turned into a black sea and enveloped him.

When the bloody mist met the black sea, it dissipated directly, as if it was being consumed by countless black waters.

Wow!

The waves of black water wash away the blood mist.

Fang Xi entered the core of the Blood Peak Mountains and then galloped towards the location of the Demon King of Freedom.

Not long after, he paused and looked ahead, with a trace of fear on his face: "Formation?"

In front, although the blood-colored mist was much thicker, there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

But Fang Xi felt the existence of the formation keenly.

"The invisible formation... is quite interesting."

He smiled hoarsely, and then made a secret with one hand, turning the black water into a gigantic black dragon, shaking its head and tail into the blood mist!

…

"Um?"

Somewhere in the blood mist, in the cave.

A purple demonic figure is sitting cross-legged, with a bronze glow above its head, which seems to connect all realms.

At every moment, inexplicable energy emerges from the bronze light door and is poured into its body.

These are all extremely pure demonic energy, even real demonic energy!

Thanks to these nourishments, the purple demonic shadow recovered a lot from its injuries immediately.

It opened its eyes, revealing a somewhat sinister image of a middle-aged man in purple robe.

At this time, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The Wrathful Heavenly Demon King... Do you think I am seriously injured? In fact, with the help of this secret treasure, I can recover much faster than you imagined... Just in time, I will take advantage of this opportunity to directly I will kill you..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in purple robe seemed to sense something and waved his hand to create a magic spell.

A crimson formation flag appeared, and on top of the flag, a picture of a black dragon dancing wildly appeared.

"He transforms into a true demonic power? Returns to emptiness and completes it?"

When the middle-aged man in purple robe saw this scene, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It should be the subordinates found by the Wrathful Demon King. You want to rely on that secret technique to let them sense me?"

"It is indeed a rare tonic, and I accepted it unceremoniously."

The next moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man waved the blood-red formation flag and kept mumbling something.

Tsk!

Fang Xi suddenly felt the void change, and countless red runes flickered between the sky and the earth, turning into secret seals of the devil.

Stab!

A blood-red thunderbolt fell, hitting the black dragon!

The Xuanming Banner let out a mournful cry and degenerated into countless black water, and the souls of the poisonous dragons in it seemed to have been severely injured!

"This formation is somewhat interesting..."

Fang Xi's eyes flashed with light as she suddenly patted the storage bag, and a 'formation-breaking cone' appeared.

As he kneaded the secret with one hand, the formation-breaking cone turned into a ray of light and fell into the bloody mist.

Stab!

The light golden light exploded, and the restrictions collapsed.

But soon, more bloody restrictions emerged, pushing the formation into action, causing its flaws to disappear instantly.

"The treasure that breaks the formation..."

In the cave, the middle-aged man in purple robe sneered, and was about to solve the chess piece in one go, when his expression suddenly changed!

Because when he saw the figure raising his hand, talismans flew out one after another, and they were all various high-level forbidden talismans!

A large number of forbidden talisman runes are outlined together, seeming to form a large formation - the forbidden forbidden formation!

This formation was inherently flawed and exploded as soon as it was formed.

But those silver runes were controlled by Fang Xi, like a silver torrent, impacting on the formation.

Wow!

The blood-colored mist thinned rapidly, seeming to reveal a void behind it.

"It turned out to be a formation master... No, even if he is a formation master, how could he break this formation so easily?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe hesitated for a while, sensing Fang Xi's merely perfect cultivation, he finally stood up with some emotion.

…

"coming!"

During the formation, Fang Xi murmured, with a hint of joy on his face.

Then, he moved and transformed into a thousand-eyed bird, letting out a long, high-pitched cry.

On the body of the thousand-eyed bird, every eyeball emits a strange light.

Many strange lights gathered together and passed through a void.

Two huge demonic palms emerged and were shattered by Fang Xi's burst of red blood.

The red blood light converged, revealing one of the Divine Infant Swords!

On top of the Divine Infant Sword, there are six demon flames burning blazingly, surrounded by countless red threads crisscrossing the void, weaving into pieces of ancient demon script.

Since the heretic incarnation was promoted to the Void Return Consummation, the power of the Divine Infant Sword, the natal flying sword, has increased, and it has now reached the sixth level of high-grade.

laugh!

A red sword light shot out, carrying the devilish intention of annihilating all things.

Then... he was pinched by the hands of a middle-aged man in purple robe.

Click!

With a flick of his right hand, the red sword light shattered.

"The little human demon... I admire your courage so much that you dare to break into the formation alone to find me!"

Demon King Zi Zi looked at Fang Xi with a smile on his face.

Now he was within his own formation, and with his cultivation in the late stage of integration, Fang Xi was not seriously injured in one blow, so the opponent was already destined to be lucky.

After all, in terms of skills and realm, it has an overall advantage.

The opponent's magic power is what it transmits, and it can be fully restrained.

In the past, even if spiritual thoughts came across realms, they could easily absorb the cultivation, energy, and even insights of the demon cultivators...

Now, with just a wave of his hand, this human demon cultivator can feel the deepest despair!

Demon King Zizai made a secret with one hand, and a black talisman appeared between his eyebrows, like a seed.

Fang Xi's expression changed, and she felt that the 'His True Demonic Art of Transforming into the Emperor Zi Zi to Rule All Spirits', which was usually as easy as arms and hands, suddenly started to backfire!

In fact, all the true demon energy is gathering together to seize the essence of the demon infant and throw it into the hands of the free demon king!

'No matter how many times I delete it, the essence of this magic power remains unchanged, and it is too powerful to be restrained. ’

He sighed, and a dragon seal and talisman flew out from his body. With a flash of purple light, the demonic body that had shriveled up became plump again.

——After studying Long Zhangwen many times and gaining a deeper understanding of the path of time, the ‘Light Returning Talisman’ he now made has an instantaneous effect on the body, let alone the return to void perfection.

"Time-like talisman?"

When Demon King Zi Zi Tian saw this scene, a sneer appeared on his face: "Even if you can escape for a while, how can you escape for a lifetime... You are greedy for convenience and practice magic skills, and you have already fallen into this king's jar..."

This kind of talisman must have limitations.

As long as the power of the talisman is exhausted, this person's magic power will still be in its possession!

But at this moment, Demon King Zi Zi Tian suddenly realized that he could no longer sense the human demon cultivator.

In a flash of silver light, Fang Xi had already thrown the incarnation of the heretic into the world of Shinto. The original deity appeared floatingly, holding a blood-evil flag in his left hand, a five-color cloud flag in his right hand, and a yellow-skinned gourd hanging from his waist.

Then, the five-color cloud flag turned into five flags, which were arranged in five directions, forming huge light gates.

A layer of five-colored clouds emerged, intertwined with the blood-colored mist.

The Demon King Zi Zi Tian suddenly felt that his connection with the formation arranged here was becoming weaker and weaker.

"In the middle stage of integration...it turns out that it was just an incarnation of you!"

There was a trace of vigilance in the expression of the Demon King of Freedom: "Human Fusion Monk? Could it be that you were hired by the Wrathful Demon King to embarrass me?"

"No!"

The Taiyi Qingmu divine light shield around Fang Xi floated, and when he flicked the bloody flag, a sea of ​​blood emerged: "If fellow Taoist are willing to dedicate this pure magic power to complete my heretic incarnation, we can discuss it!"

Demon King Zi Zi Tian laughed angrily, and a several-foot-long demonic light surged in his eyes: "You are seeking your own death when the human race merges!"