"Young Master … Young Master …"
Inside the abandoned garden, there was a shrill voice among the cultivators. It was Magu. She couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. She had already sacrificed her life to lay out such a perfect plan for the Young Master, but who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the situation would change once again. The Young Master, who was supposed to win, was suddenly facing the danger of being possessed …
All of this happened so quickly that she couldn't believe it.
"Bastard, you better let him go quickly …"
Magu's voice was extremely mournful as she stared at Fang Xing. "You can't let anyone possess him! When it broke free from the seal on the jade bridge, it had devoured the soul of the Vermillion Bird ancestor. Now, it possessed the aura of the fiendish spirit that was sealed on the jade bridge. In other words, other than it, no one else could break the seal on the jade bridge! If he is possessed, his blood essence will also change. The last person to break the seal on the jade bridge will be gone. Even if you sacrifice the Vermillion Dragon, you still won't be able to break it! If that's the case, so what if you can avoid the Primordial Death Qi in this wasteland? Don't tell me I'm going to stay here forever? "
Her words caused the cultivators in the wasteland to be bewildered. They couldn't help but look at the Vermillion Bird.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, didn't care. He raised his head to look at her and said with a smile, "You just said that the Grand Abyss Formation was personally laid down by your Seeking Dragon Clan's ancestor. Your clan should know the principle of the formation, right?"
Magu's eyes flickered. She suddenly took a few steps back and arrived at the edge of the wasteland. She was only one step away from the Primordial Death Qi. "Our Seeking Dragon Clan can indeed enter the Primordial Ruins without going through the Four Ominous Sect. This is because the Grand Abyss Formation was laid down by our ancestor. Our Seeking Dragon Clan bloodline has a secret method to pass through it. But what if I die now? At that time, their only hope of leaving is the Young Master! If you allow him to be possessed, then your only hope of leaving the Primordial Ruins will be gone! "
Even the tribe leaders were shocked by her words and had a whole new level of respect for Magu.
This woman could actually be so decisive even at such a critical juncture. She really was crazy enough, making others feel a bit scared.
Even Fang Xing looked at Magu with a strange expression. After a while, he said: "He sent you to your death, is it worth it?"
"Forty years … for forty years … he was the only one who accompanied me …"
Magu looked at her Young Master. At this moment, the evil aura on her Young Master's body was becoming stronger and stronger. It was obvious that her Young Master was about to be possessed. Time was of the essence. She could only take a deep breath and softly said, "If I can save you with my life, you will stay in the ruins forever and never go out again …"
As she spoke, the leaders of the other tribes secretly approached her, as if they wanted to capture her.
Magu, on the other hand, had been paying attention. She noticed their intentions and lowered her head with a sigh. Then, she suddenly channeled her power and flew out.
At this moment, her figure was like a flying immortal as she flew toward the Young Master.
As soon as she flew out, she broke away from the protection of the abandoned garden and was exposed to the Primordial Death Aura. As the Primordial Death Aura gently swept past, her soul had already left her body. A faint shadow appeared in the air and slowly floated into the distance with the cold wind. That gaze, however, was still on the Vermillion Bird. With a trace of sorrow, it looked at the struggling Vermillion Bird on the ground...
She used her own life in exchange for a chance of survival for the Vermillion Bird.
As long as the cultivators wanted to leave the ruins, Fang Xing would stop the Vermillion Bird from being possessed.
Although the Vermillion Bird still wouldn't be able to escape the danger, at least it would have a chance of survival.
In the ruined garden, when Magu flew out, Fengtian's ancestor, Granny Yao, and the others rushed forward at the same time. However, they couldn't stop her. They could only watch as Magu flew over, but she landed about thirty meters away from the Vermillion Bird. Her body stiffened and her soul left her body. Her expression became more and more gloomy. Some people even looked at the Vermillion Bird in panic, their eyes filled with difficulty …
At this moment, they clearly didn't see any intention of Fang Xing to stop the Vermillion Bird from being possessed. Moreover, the evil aura on the Vermillion Bird's body was becoming stronger and stronger, while the Vermillion Bird's murderous aura was becoming weaker and weaker. Without a doubt, the possession was about to succeed.
The Vermillion Bird was about to disappear, so who could help the cultivators leave this place?
"You coquettish women are all crazy. He wants you to die to achieve his goal, but you still want to use your own life in exchange for a chance of survival? What are you thinking? Just because he didn't despise you when you were ugly? " Fang Xing muttered. A rare expression of helplessness appeared on his face. He squatted down next to Magu and let out a long sigh.
"This is the last Immortal Painting Pill. I'll give it to you. Poor thing, at least leave beautifully!"
After a long while, he took out a pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into Magu's stiff lips. Then, he gathered spiritual energy in his palm and placed it on Magu's forehead. He helped her body, which still had a trace of vitality, dissolve the pill's power. At the same time, he smoothed her distorted face bit by bit. In the end, Magu was as beautiful and lifelike as a fairy.
"She … She's not ugly!"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang out.
Fang Xing turned his head and saw the Vermillion Bird. At this moment, his eyes were filled with a fierce aura. It was obvious that the original soul was controlling the body. However, it was obvious that the evil aura that represented Daphne had enveloped his entire body and was unhurriedly devouring the remaining soul. The possession had been decided. At this time, it could be considered as the Vermillion Bird's final radiance before the setting sun.
But in this last moment of clarity, he unexpectedly didn't want to fight with Fang Xing. Instead, he stared at Magu and said this.
"I've already fed her all nine Immortal Painting Pills, of course she's not ugly!"
Fang Xing glared at the Vermillion Bird and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Before … She wasn't ugly!"
The Vermillion Bird said with difficulty. The fierce aura around his body was slowly dissipating.
"I can see that you're a bit distressed!"
Fang Xing sneered as he glanced at Zhu Que, and sighed, "But in the past, her face was either full of poisonous sores, charcoal, or just a moment ago, when she was using her spiritual power, she had a strange appearance … In all fairness, no one would think that she was pretty!"
"I'm not human, so I think that she's very beautiful!"
The light in the Vermillion Bird's eyes gradually disappeared, but he still clearly said this sentence.
"… You win!"
Fang Xing was stunned. He shook his head and muttered: "What were you doing earlier?"
With that said, he stretched out his right palm and a clump of soil flew up and covered Magu's body. Then, he turned around and walked towards the abandoned garden. At this time, the last trace of the Vermillion Bird's fierce aura gradually disappeared. Its body was completely occupied by a cold and evil aura. Even when it opened its eyes to look around, its eyes were filled with cunning and evil.
The Vermillion Bird was dead. His soul had been destroyed and the world no longer existed.
The famous Demon King of Northern Qi, Daphne, had been reborn in this body.
Noticing this change, Fang Xing's heart calmed down. He looked at the tribe leaders with a smile, cupped his hands and said: "Seniors, this pair of dogs is finished. The rest is up to us. Let's discuss how to get out … Don't put on a bitter face. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would trap myself here?"
The tribe leaders in the abandoned garden were indeed in despair. After all, what Magu said just now didn't seem to be a lie.
If even sacrificing the Red Dragon couldn't break the seal on the Gate of the Four Beasts, and the Vermillion Bird's body had been taken, how could they leave?
But when they heard Fang Xing's last sentence, their eyes suddenly lit up and they all turned to look at him.
Fang Xing chuckled and suddenly turned to leave. He was no longer afraid of the Primordial Death Aura, so he could move freely in the ruins. His figure moved back and forth like a bolt of lightning. Not long after, he flew back with a jade talisman in his hand. He gently raised it and threw it to Daoist Zi, the leader of the Fengtian tribe, who was in the abandoned garden. Then, he squatted outside the abandoned garden and smiled without saying a word.
When Daoist Zi received the jade talisman, he looked down at it in astonishment, and his expression changed drastically.
"Fang Zheng's jade talisman, why … why is it in your hands?"
"Of course I went out to get it. If I didn't say that I was in a hurry to save someone, that old man wouldn't have given it to me!"
Fang Xing answered honestly, looking harmless to both humans and animals. He even looked thoughtfully at the other tribes of cultivators and said, "You guys came in too quickly, so there's no ventilation inside. Do you want me to help you send a message outside?"
"You … you can go in and out of the ruins freely?"
The old cultivators ignored his teasing and cried out in surprise as if they had seen a ghost.
"It's better to go in and out freely. It's very tiring to make a trip!"
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Fang Xing sighed and slowly stood up. He pointed at the green rock outside the abandoned garden that was acting as the eye of the formation and said, "Now, I only need to break that green rock and I can take all of your little lives." He then pointed in the direction outside the ruins and said, "I can also take all of you out of the ruins. In other words, your life and death are in my hands …"
The more he spoke, the prouder he became. Fang Xing suddenly raised his voice and said with a smile: "Then let's not talk about other things. Hand over the Fengtian ancestor's magic sword, the Moon Reverence Clan's Moon Ruyi, the Imperial Beast Clan's White Bone Flag … all of them …"
"What … what do you want to do?"
The old cultivators didn't look too good. One of the Moon Reverence Clan's female clansmen shouted angrily.
"Can't you tell?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes at her and shouted: "I'm robbing you!"
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