The female cultivator in white looked a little pale. It was obvious that she kept pouring mana into the token, which consumed a lot of money.
Fortunately, her efforts finally paid off.
After many turns, a green bodhi seed with nine eyes fell from the forbidden gap and was caught firmly by the woman's white jade-like palm.
"Nine-Eyed Bodhisattva...the most top-notch treasure of enlightenment!"
The eyes of the female cultivator in white shone slightly, and then she became a little confused: "It's a pity... This is something that Master Wan'er is bound to get."
She sighed and sealed the Bodhi seed into a jade box.
Then, the white shadow flashed and walked out of the Bodhi Holy Land.
In the outer city, all kinds of shamans have suffered heavy casualties due to the previous "obsession". The few surviving people are walking in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, their eyes are lifeless, like walking corpses.
"That's right...this place is just right for me to practice!"
A sickly smile appeared on the face of the female cultivator in white, and the snowflake marks between the beautiful jade stones were shining brightly.
The next moment!
There was a crisp sound from Katcha!
In front of the female cultivator in white, a green sword light flashed!
A figure suddenly appeared from an ordinary tree on the side of the road, holding a blue sword to kill!
"Wood Escape Technique?"
The woman in white repaired her forehead, and the snowflake pattern clicked, and a corner was lost.
Her eyes were clear, and it was obvious that she had not been affected at all by the Yuan Demon Thorn that Fang Xi used with a consciousness that exceeded the middle stage of ordinary pill formation.
Wave!
The sword energy passed across the woman, but only hit a lifelike ice sculpture.
There was a flash of white light not far away, and the woman's figure appeared again, touching her forehead: "Secret technique of spiritual consciousness? Middle stage of pill formation? You don't have any emotions or desires..."
Fang Xi held the Qinghe Sword and answered with a smile: He rushed to this city and vaguely noticed that someone had arrived in the Holy Land first, but before he left, he naturally followed the old rules and used the wood escape technique to approach, and the Yuan Demon Thorn shocked his consciousness.
sea, and then burst into surprise!
The Demon Sect disciples I encountered before were basically slaughtered without any resistance when faced with this move.
After all, he is in the middle stage of pill formation, and his own strength is definitely not considered weak among the mid-stage pill formation monks.
In the end, only seven out of ten were successful, which already made Fang Xi sigh with emotion at the high quality of this group of Demon Sect disciples.
Moreover, before the assassination, he would often use the secret technique of "Ku Rong Jue" to collect his own breath.
This Ku Rong Jue is a top-level skill. When you concentrate all your strength, your heart is like a dead tree, unable to make any waves, and even the fluctuations in your thoughts seem to be non-existent.
According to Fang Xi's opinion, this secret technique is very suitable for assassination.
In fact, this is exactly the case.
Even though this female cultivator had the keen ability to detect murderous intent, she seemed to be vaguely restrained by his technique.
If I hadn't practiced the secret technique of substitute, I'm afraid I would have suffered a big loss with the sword just now!
"There are indeed changes in the secret realm... Are you from Danya? Or did other sects break through the realm and sneak in?"
The female cultivator in white made a gesture expressionlessly, and a snow-white shield floated up. The cold wind blew around her, and a layer of snowflakes protected her whole body.
"It seems... you haven't been affected by my Yuan Demon Thorn before. You are indeed a little different from ordinary disciples."
Fang Xi answered calmly.
Suddenly, an expressionless figure appeared behind him, surrounded by nine dragons. It was the puppet You Kun!
The puppet pointed expressionlessly, and six fire dragons jumped out, entangled with a figure that suddenly appeared.
This figure had a gray face and sharp claws. Just now, he seemed to be invisible and lurking like a chameleon, trying to sneak up on Fang Xi.
Fortunately, Fang Xi's powerful consciousness has been covering dozens of miles around, and when he found something abnormal, he released the puppet.
"Fellow Taoist, this demon corpse is really a good sacrifice. It attracted my attention before... and let this pill-forming demon corpse sneak attack... It's good. I have quite a lot of experience in fighting."
Fang Xi showed a sneer, flicked the fingers of both hands, and flew out Yimu Divine Sword one after another.
When the female cultivator in white saw this, she could only bite her silver teeth and spit out an awl that looked like it was made of ice crystals. She fought with many Otomu Divine Swords while secretly complaining.
The enemy's mana and spiritual consciousness are much greater than hers. Even if she has the external elixir to barely increase her mana to the early stage of elixir formation, she is still far behind.
What's more, she has a ground-level ice spirit root and has practiced a rare and extremely powerful inner demon technique, which can arouse the seven emotions and six desires of monks. Any enemy who attacks her will often fall into the trap if they are not careful and fall into all kinds of inner demons.
In the environment, it can be said that killing people is invisible.
But he didn't expect that the pill-forming monk in front of him was very strange, his mind was like a dead tree, there was no ripple in the ancient well, and he couldn't be aroused at all.
The female cultivator in white tried her best to hold on, but she felt really depressed.
Little did she know that this Ku Rong was not only a top-level skill, but also had a chapter on transforming into gods. Its level and potential were comparable to the demon skills she had practiced.
Otherwise, even if she encounters a righteous monk who has practiced the art of pure heart and concentration of mind, she can use her magic power to unknowingly make him follow the path.
"time to go!"
The more the woman in white fought, the more frightened she became, and suddenly she let out a long roar like the cry of a phoenix.
The devil-refined corpse seemed to have received some instructions. It didn't care that its body was entangled and burned by nine fire dragons. It pounced forward and grabbed Fang Xi's back.
Fang Xi frowned, and the brilliance of the Yimu divine light shield circulated, blocking the claw.
"This demonic corpse...is a bit weird...it doesn't even seem to be afraid of real fire with Yang attributes."
At the same time, the woman in white offered a white talisman.
This talisman exploded directly, turning into a crystal-white ice phoenix, like an ice phoenix carved from ice. It entangled the flying sword, and at the same time forced out a blood bead from the finger, and was about to use blood.
The art of escape is to escape.
Whoosh!
A bloody rainbow broke through the sky and then emerged on the other side.
The blood color converged, revealing the figure of a female cultivator in white, her face extremely ugly: "Array? When was it set up?"
"I was escaped a lot by your senior brothers before, so I have made some improvements."
"What do fellow Taoists think of my Yimu Divine Light Formation? This formation can only be regarded as a third-level remnant formation, and it is still temporary...but it also has a certain sealing power..."
Fang Xi smiled slightly.
Having been run away by demonic disciples many times, he accumulated a certain amount of experience by killing.
At this time, with just a flick of a finger, streaks of blue-green Yimu divine light shot up into the sky and turned into pillars of light.
The formation was moving, and Yimu Divine Thunder and Yimu True Fire emerged.
The mana in the middle stage of his elixir formation surged out, running the formation, and then pointed a finger.
The "Seal of Life and Death" appeared in the sky above the female cultivator in white and crashed down!
Seeing this scene, the female cultivator in white couldn't help but have despair in her eyes.
She is just a foundation builder...how could He De be targeted like this?
Original magic door, edge of stone platform.
There was a crisp cracking sound.
Two figures sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes at the same time.
"Another one has died... Did the disciple who entered the mysterious realm of Xuansha this time die too quickly and too many?"
The handsome man frowned:
On the opposite side, Wan'er's face changed color and she took out something that looked like a string of rosary beads.
This rosary is entirely red, and most of the beads are gleaming, and each of the names is faintly visible.
But at this time, many of them had lost their luster and cracks appeared.
When Wan'er saw one of the white rosary beads cracking dimly, an astonishing evil aura emerged from her body: "Something happened to Master Nephew Bai!"
"What? This woman has inherited your lineage of demonic power, and she has the 'Demon of Six Desires' around her. Who can kill her?"
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the handsome man: "It seems that there is something wrong in the secret realm. If there are too many casualties among the disciples, it will affect our evaluation..."
Wan'er's expression was as cold as ice: "There were examples before things happened in the secret realm. Either a rival sect sent monks to break through the realm and sneak across, or a genius appeared among the witch kings, unified the secret realm, and trained hundreds of witch kings with iron-blooded methods.
Go out en masse to hunt down my disciples."
"Well, the last time this happened was during the 'Wizard King's Rebellion' 1,800 years ago, right? I remember that even though the disciples of the Holy Sect suffered heavy casualties, the guardian of the Golden Pill Deacon took advantage of it to make sacrifices in one breath.
He killed hundreds of golden elixir demons and turned them into a powerful magic treasure. In the end, he not only successfully condensed the Nascent Soul, but also became famous among the Nascent Soul."
The handsome man chuckled, and suddenly his body flashed. When he reappeared, he was holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and came to the stone platform. A silver talisman appeared in his hand: "Finally enough disciples have died. According to the rules...
·Now that something happened in the secret realm, I am on duty and responsible, and will go to investigate with the "Boundary Subduing Talisman"!
"Wan'er wants to go too, how about senior brother giving this opportunity to Wan'er?"
Wan'er suddenly smiled charmingly and begged: "Wan'er is also afraid that something will happen to our senior brother. What should we do if there is a righteous Yuanying old monster who sneaks in?"
"Hmph! If there is an old Yuanying monster sneaking into the mysterious realm of Xuanwu, the restriction will definitely be noticed, and the elders of this sect will be unable to sit still..."
The handsome man smiled slightly, activated the Realm Subduing Talisman in his hand, and said proudly: "What's more, with my current cultivation level, even if I encounter the old monster Yuanying, the other party can't do anything to me, so my junior sister will watch this carefully for me.
Tongtiantai, haha..."
Amidst the laughter, the handsome man was wrapped in silver light and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Huh, I'm just hoping to kill more disciples so that I can have an excuse to enter the secret realm and plunder some more. After I form the elixir, I will be deprived of the opportunity to enter such a secret realm. It can only be done under certain circumstances...
But it's a pity... The skills Wan'er practiced are quite telepathic. When she wanted to go to the secret realm just now, she felt quite frightened...
Wan'er played with the green hair on her fingertips, but a smile suddenly appeared on her face, with a hint of expectation.