The wind whimpered and swept through the empty hall. In the huge Great Snow Mountain, he did not know when but he was the only one left.
A bad feeling arose in his heart. He hurriedly flew into the air and searched the Wanluo Courtyard, the Mysterious Sound Courtyard, the Sword Washing Courtyard, the Valley of the Gods, and even the Imperial Dao Courtyard and the Dao Enlightenment Courtyard, but there was no trace of anyone. Fang Xing suddenly became anxious. He landed in front of the main hall of the Great Snow Mountain and angrily cursed, "Wan Luo you old bastard, you said it would take a year to cultivate this magical power, but I said it would only take half a year. Now it has not even been half a year and you actually abandoned me and ran away with them, this is too much!"
His exasperated voice resounded in front of the main hall of the Great Snow Mountain, but there was no response except for the sound of the wind.
He took out the communication jade talisman and saw that the jade talisman was dim. This kind of communication magic tool could only communicate with each other for a distance of a hundred miles at most. Moreover, Old Monster Wan Luo and the others had left for a long time, so it was even more impossible to contact them.
"Little devil, why are you shouting here?"
A faint voice sounded, and an old servant walked out from the side hall. It was the old man who was once responsible for guarding the Scripture Cave. He was still holding a few jade scrolls in his hand. He was responsible for destroying these secret techniques after the people of the Great Snow Mountain left. The secret techniques of the Great Snow Mountain could not be easily leaked. Since the disciples had ended their cultivation here, the secret techniques had to be destroyed.
"Old man, where did they go?"
Fang Xing finally found a person and hurriedly rushed over to him.
The old man leisurely washed the jade scrolls with a special secret technique and said lightly, "Naturally they went to look for opportunities!"
Fang Xing became even more anxious, "Where to look for opportunities?"
The old man looked at Fang Xing in surprise and said, "You are also a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain. You should have gone directly to the land of opportunity. Why are you asking me where the opportunity is? Alas, it's too late to tell you now. Master didn't tell me the exact location of the opportunity, but he mentioned it by accident that it's in the west of the Bohai Nation and the south of the Chu Territory. It's thousands of kilometers away from here. You didn't catch the spiritual boat from the Big Snow Mountain. By the time you get there, the opportunity would have been gone … "
"Damn it, I must rush over there!"
As soon as Fang Xing thought of the event where the five Jindan Stage cultivators treated him seriously and he couldn't participate in it, he anxiously ran around in circles. He secretly cursed in his heart, then he rode a black cloud and flew straight out of the Great Snow Mountain.
Needless to say, he was anxious. If the fortune was to the west of Bohai Nation, then it was millions of miles away from the Ice Sound Palace. Back then, he had taken the Hundred Beast Sect's spiritual boat to get there, and it had taken him more than half a month to get there. Now that he had a flying spiritual artifact, even if he flew without rest, how could he get there in time?
As the old man said, it would be too late for him to get there.
He rushed out of the valley and began to think if he should go to the Ice Sound Palace and get an ultimate flying spiritual artifact …
But at this time, he faintly heard a shout coming from the northwest direction. The sharp and thin voice was somewhat familiar. His heart slightly moved, and he turned around and flew over. After flying for three or four miles, he saw a flash of lightning flying rapidly in front of him. In the lightning, there was a purple-gold carriage, and not far behind the carriage, there were four figures, one red and three black, chasing.
"Your Highness, stop now, or don't blame me for being rude …"
The one red and three black figures were the servants of the Chu Royal Court. They were all at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and they were chasing on a cloud.
In the purple-gold carriage, an anxious voice shouted, "I also want to go to the Demon Ridge. My royal brother is going, and so are the other disciples of the Big Snow Mountain. Why must I stay? Don't worry about me, I want to go to the Demon Ridge myself …"
The servant in red behind shouted, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince ordered that you can't accept that opportunity because you didn't get the inheritance of the Dragon Zither. He ordered me to bring you back to the Royal Court. Please don't make it difficult for me …"
"I don't care. I must go to the Demon Ridge. Don't stop me, or … I'll cut off your heads when I get back!"
In a few words, Fang Xing understood the whole story, but he was stunned. It turned out that he was not the only one who was left behind. Princess Chu Ci was also left behind because she didn't get the inheritance of the Dragon Zither. This girl had the same idea as him. She also wanted to go to the place where the opportunity was, so she escaped from the hands of the servants who were escorting her back to the Chu Royal Court.
"Hehe, girl, you'd better give this magic weapon to me!"
Fang Xing smiled proudly, thinking that this girl really came to give him a treasure. He raised the All Spirit Flag and swooped down.
"Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude!"
The red-robed servant's cultivation level was at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. Despite using all his spiritual power, he was still unable to catch up to the purple-gold carriage. Instead, the distance between them and the carriage seemed to be increasing. He began to panic. Although he knew that if he forced the carriage to stop, Princess Chu Ci, who was inside, might be injured, if she escaped just like that, what awaited him would not be as simple as being punished.
"Yin Hell Iron Chain, quick!"
The servant in red couldn't care about anything else. With a fierce roar, he waved his hand and threw out a black chain.
At this time, the distance between him and the carriage had been pulled from 300 feet to nearly 300 feet. But when the iron chain left his hand, it kept growing longer. Like a black poisonous snake, it was thrown to the back of the purple-gold carriage like lightning. Like a snake, it reached out to the wheel and firmly wrapped around it. The purple-gold carriage was pulled by a huge force. It suddenly stopped with a bang and almost overturned.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
The servant in red was also worried and rushed over desperately, wanting to see if Chu Ci in the carriage was injured.
"Robbery!"
However, before he could get within five hundred feet of the carriage, a black shadow suddenly darted out from the side. With a loud shout and a wave of his palm, the iron chains that were entangled around the carriage wheels were scattered. Then, he dived headfirst into the carriage. With a "pa" sound, Princess Chu Ci, who seemed to be a little dizzy, was thrown out. Half of her body fell into the snow pit, her long legs swaying non-stop like a radish.
"Your butt, this young master wants your carriage. You should go home, haha!"
Fang Xing laughed and used the Attraction Technique to lift the carriage into the air. Then, he poured his spiritual power into Fa Yuan and was about to move the carriage forward. But at this time, he was slightly startled because there was no reaction from the spiritual power he poured into the carriage.
"Where did this traitor come from? He dares to disrespect Her Highness? He deserves to die ten thousand times!"
The servant in red who had just caught up was shocked when he saw this scene. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He shouted, but he did not care about Fang Xing in the air and rushed to Chu Ci's side to check on her injuries.
He carefully pulled out Princess Chu Ci, who had half fallen into the snow, only to see that her forehead was bleeding. But she, who was originally dizzy from the collision, was awakened by the cold air in the snow. She had already recognized from the laughter that the person who robbed her carriage was Fang Xing. In addition to the fact that she had been thrown into the snow in such an embarrassing manner, she was extremely angry and shouted, "Fang Xiao Jiu, I'm going to kill you …"
At this time, Fang Xing stuck his head out from the carriage and shouted, "Your butt, why isn't the carriage moving?"
"What an evil thief. How can the things of the Chu royal court be controlled by your lowly bloodline? I'm going to tear you into a thousand pieces! "
The servant in red saw that Chu Ci's injuries were not serious and was slightly relieved. He waved the Yin Hell Metal Lock and swept it towards the carriage.
"Hmm? Only the golden tortoise bloodline can activate it? "
Fang Xing got out of the carriage and waved his hand to push the Yin Hell Metal Lock to the side. He looked at Princess Chu Ci who was lying in the snow.
"How dare you, traitor! You're courting death!"
The red-clothed servant was infuriated to the extreme when he was ignored by Fang Xing. He shouted loudly and the baleful qi on his body surged violently, transforming into two invisible large hands that grabbed at Fang Xing. From the looks of it, he wished for nothing more than to tear Fang Xing into two halves. At this moment, the three black-clothed servants who had just arrived let out muffled shouts as well. They either executed techniques or used magic tools to attack Fang Xing from three directions.
"He … won't be killed directly, right?"
At this moment, Chu Ci's heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Although she hated Fang Xing to the core, she was not someone who liked to kill. The servant in red was an expert of the fourth tier of Foundation Establishment, and the three servants in black were also of the second or third tier of Foundation Establishment. They had specially come from the Chu royal court to bring her back to the palace. Their cultivation was already considered top-notch among the servants of the Chu royal court. How could Fang Xiaojiu, who looked like he was only in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, withstand the combined attack of the four of them?
However, just when she thought that Fang Xiaojiu was about to be beaten into a pile of minced meat, she suddenly saw the little ghost laugh coldly. His hands moved up and down as if he was pushing a mill. At the same time, there was a ray of golden light and a ray of black light. Occasionally, a powerful force was released. Chu Ci could not help but close her eyes. She did not dare to look directly at it, but she could only hear the screams in her ears.
After a moment, when she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to see that the servant in red had already been sent flying more than a hundred feet away, his body twitching, while the three servants in black had been sent flying to the snow slope 300 feet away. Fresh blood was splattered all over the ground. On the ground nearby, there were a few pieces of broken blue plates and a twisted iron chain. These were the magic weapons that the servants used.
And that detestable Fang Xiaojiu was standing in front of her with his arms crossed, looking at her with a strange expression.
"You … what do you want to do?"
Chu Ci shouted in fright. For a moment, she was intimidated by Fang Xing's fierceness.
"You've been kidnapped …"
Fang Xing chuckled and released the Immortal-Constricting Rope, tying Chu Ci up.
"Traitor … traitor … you dare … kidnap the princess?"
The four servants who were injured but not dead were terrified. He actually wanted to kidnap Princess Chu Ci. Did this traitor eat a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?
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