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Chapter 651

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The Yuanying Sect's attack was extraordinary. The small pagoda that was moving freely within the array was locked down. Between the five fingers of the Nimble Sect's Yuanying Ancestor, five streams of Spiritual Energy intertwined to form a net. In the middle of the net was the small pagoda that was as small as a mustard seed compared to the thousand feet tall Yuanying Sect. No matter where the small pagoda rushed to, it would be locked down by his Spiritual Energy. When the five fingers closed, the small pagoda would be caught.

Facing this situation, Fang Xing also made up his mind. He no longer dodged and simply rushed over.

A roar of "Smash him to death" rang out. The small pagoda that was originally the size of an adult's thumb suddenly shone with light and continued to grow. Almost in an instant, it grew from the size of a thumb to the size of a person, and then from the size of a person to the size of a giant elephant. Finally, when it reached the three hundred feet in front of the Yuanying Ancestor, it had become the size of a small mountain, rumbling as it rushed over.

"Hmm?"

The Yuanying Ancestor wanted to grab it, but when his five fingers reached for the small pagoda, he suddenly felt that the seemingly ordinary small pagoda was actually intertwined with a tyrannical power of law. Between his five fingers, the Spiritual Energy was twisted and the void was in chaos. His hand unexpectedly grabbed nothing but air. He could only watch as the small pagoda smashed towards his face.

"Not good!"

The Yuanying Ancestor of the Nimble Sect felt that something was wrong. He shouted and tried to dodge.

However, it was too late. The small pagoda was extremely fast and ferocious. In the blink of an eye, it covered the distance of 300 feet. With a "bang", the small pagoda that was the size of a small mountain directly collided with the Nascent Soul Ancestor's forehead. Compared to the Nascent Soul Ancestor's 1000 feet tall Dharma Idol, it was like a brick had been smashed on the forehead. The Nascent Soul Ancestor let out a miserable scream and tumbled to the ground …

"Hahahaha …"

"Caw caw caw caw …"

The little devil and the crow thief's arrogant laughter came from the small pagoda. The small pagoda shrank again and continued to rush forward.

The spectating cultivators were dumbfounded.

It was different from when the small pagoda had shrunk to the size of a thumb and moved stealthily. This time, the small pagoda had become the size of a small mountain, and the Dharma Idol of the Nimble Technique Sect's Ancestor Yuanying was also over a thousand feet tall. However, everyone could clearly see it with a single glance … Within a three hundred kilometer radius, all the cultivators saw the dignified Ancestor Yuanying being knocked over by the small pagoda. For a moment, their mouths were wide open, and they even forgot to close them …

"It … it … it actually knocked over Patriarch Yuanying. What kind of treasure is that?"

Zhu Xiu, who was watching the battle, sucked in a breath of cold air. Even his heart was pounding. This scene was too shocking.

However, only a few great figures acutely noticed that after the Yuanying Ancestor was knocked over, the pagoda seemed to remain the same, but its light was rapidly dimming. It was like a beautiful jade losing its luster or a pearl losing its luster. It was rapidly losing some of its extremely precious energy, and a certain aura on the pagoda was also rapidly fading away and gradually weakening.

As for the rest of the great formation, the remaining energy was enough.

After knocking over Patriarch Yuanying, the small pagoda quickly shrank to the size of a thumb again and flew forward like a bolt of lightning. The Nimble Technique Sect only had one Patriarch Yuanying hiding in the great formation to prevent any accidents. Since he had been knocked over, none of the disciples behind him had the ability to stop the small pagoda. They could only watch in despair as it rushed to the other side of the formation.

"Chi …"

Looking down from the void, the great formation of black clouds that covered a radius of a hundred kilometers had finally been completely cut into two halves.

"Hahahaha, I've won. Cast the seal, you shameless bastard, give me your head!"

After rushing out of the formation, the small pagoda floated in the air. A grey light and a golden light flew out from it and turned into the appearance of the little demon and the Great Golden Crow in the void. Fang Xing laughed loudly. He opened his palm, and the small pagoda flew back into his palm. The aura faded, and it returned to its inconspicuous appearance. No one would have thought that it was a Quasi Fairy Weapon that could transform at will.

After shouting valiantly and energetically, he glanced at the small pagoda with a distressed expression.

The small pagoda was a life-saving treasure given to him by Uncle Gen. When he hurriedly left the Demon Land with the Great Golden Crow, Uncle Gen gave him the small pagoda. His explanation was simple: "Little bastard, you have too many treasures and your storage bag is full. This old man gave you a storage bag to store things in. Then, he gave the small pagoda to him. It could transform at will and had a large space. It was the most suitable for storing things."

However, if it was only used to store things, Uncle Gen did not have to give it to him so solemnly. The pagoda had another wonderful use. After building a stable space, it could accommodate people. If the pagoda was not damaged, the people in the pagoda would be safe. Then, they could control the treasure in the pagoda and rush left and right. Then, they could take the opportunity to escape from danger. It was really wonderful.

Although Uncle Gen did not say the origin of the pagoda, according to some of the legends of the Demon Land told by the Great Golden Crow, coupled with his own identification with the Yin Yang Godly Demon Mirror, Fang Xing roughly deduced the origin of the small pagoda. The Demon Land once had three Demon Emperors. They were powerful and dominated the world. When the Demon Clan was weak and was banished, they forced the Divine Continent Immortal Soldiers to retreat, allowing the Demon Clan to settle in the Demon Land. They also jointly established the Demon Emperor Pavilion to preserve the fate of the Demon Land, so that the future generations could have a chance to rise again.

Among the three Demon Emperors, there was one called the Void Demon Emperor. He was best at traveling through the void and coming and going without a trace. In the Demon Land, the beast skin and bones used to open the Demon Emperor Pavilion were actually made from the remains of this Void Demon Emperor after he passed away. Later, Uncle Gen passed down this small pagoda to Fang Xing. It looked exactly the same as the demon pagoda above the Demon Court, so there should be some connection.

Of course, as for the specific origin, Fang Xing was too lazy to care. It was fine as long as it was useful.

After hearing about the magical use of the small pagoda, he had been itching to use it. Presumably, even Uncle Gen of the pagoda did not expect Fang Xing to have such a bad temper. If others obtained this small pagoda, they would definitely keep it with great care. But after Fang Xing obtained it, he had been wondering when to use it … In the past, he was three times more courageous than others, but with this thing, he became ten times more courageous than others.

When he caused havoc in the Tianyi Palace and faced Elder Hu Jun who chased after him, he wanted to use it once to see if he could really escape from Yuanying. Unfortunately, Elder Hu Jun was frightened by the token of the Yuan family and did not have time to use the small pagoda. Later, when he was fighting for his wife, he was surrounded by Yuanying. He also wanted to use it once, but in the end, the Dragon King appeared, so he did not use it. Today, it finally came in handy.

Hiding in the small pagoda and rushing into the formation of the Nimble Sect, it was really exciting just thinking about it!

After causing havoc, there were indeed endless magical uses. But after using it, he began to regret it.

The small pagoda was too mysterious. Back then, it was Uncle Gen who left a talisman in the pagoda, allowing Fang Xing to use the treasure with his Jindan cultivation. But it could only be used once. After using it this time, the talisman dimmed, and the small pagoda could be used to store things. Next time, if someone wanted to enter it, they would have to be like a storage bag. They would have to first become completely lifeless, like a dead person, before they could be thrown in.

Seeing him like this, the Great Golden Crow was also quite disdainful. When you are useless, you always think about using it, but after using it, you feel bad!

Hearing Fang Xing's shout, the entire Nimble Sect was dead silent. Everyone had a worried expression on their faces, and they were silent.

Even the cultivators who were watching the battle were all surprised, and their eyes were heavy as they looked in this direction.

No one would have thought that the little devil would actually succeed in breaking through the formation.

Neat and tidy, in the short time it took to drink a cup of tea, he successfully passed through the formation and arrived at the other end. During this time, he caused chaos in the grand formation, and even knocked over a Yuanying ancestor who was hiding in the formation. The formation was broken to the point where it couldn't be broken anymore …

But, after all, it still felt a little strange!

Relying on a magic treasure that could knock over a Yuanying ancestor and break through the formation, could this still be called breaking through the formation?

This was clearly showing off his wealth!

And because of this strange feeling in their hearts, whether it was the disciples of the Nimble Sect or the cultivators who were watching the battle, all of them unexpectedly maintained a strange silence. After a full four or five breaths of time, the world was silent, and no one spoke.

"You … Relying on this magic treasure to break through the formation, what kind of skill is that?"

After four or five breaths of time, an elder of the Nimble Sect who was closest to Fang Xing angrily shouted and angrily rebuked Fang Xing. This elder was guarding the last barrier, and he already had the mentality that he would die to defend the formation. In the past, when he cast the seal, he was greatly indebted to him, and he also swore an oath that he could die, but if the little devil wanted to break through the formation, he would have to step over his dead body. But who would have thought that the little devil would come over with the small pagoda, and with a "pa" sound, the little devil would smash the long sword in his hand, and before he could even react, he had already passed.

This caused the elder to be angry and sullen. His hot blood hadn't been spilled yet, and he had already been splashed with a bucket of cold water.

At this moment, he angrily rebuked Fang Xing, looking as if he was about to swallow him whole.

However, Fang Xing ignored him, picked his nose, and flicked it in the direction of the Nimble Sect. The bodies of cultivators were spotless, not to mention a cultivator like Fang Xing who had cultivated his body to the extreme. Even if he dug, he wouldn't be able to dig anything out. He was only arrogant to the point of being despicable, causing countless Nimble Sect cultivators to be enraged. The old cultivator who angrily roared at him almost fainted.

"I already asked before we broke through the formation, and it was you who said that there was no problem with the magic treasure!"

Fang Xing lazily said, his appearance as innocent as it could be.

His words caused the Nimble Sect cultivators to choke and be speechless!

Only now did they remember that before the little devil broke through the formation, he had purposely said a few words. In order to make it seem as if his death was a matter of course, he had really said that he could use whatever magic treasure he had. At that time, it was only to shut the little devil's mouth. Who would have thought that in the end, the little devil would actually use a magic treasure to beat up the Nimble Sect cultivators to the point where they didn't even have a temper?

"You bastards, it was you who went all out first. You used magic treasures, talismans, and ferocious beasts to surround me. In the end, I only relied on a single magic treasure to successfully break through the formation, and you still don't want to admit it?" Fang Xing took a deep breath and shouted, "Enough of your bullshit. I still haven't said that you hid a Yuanying in the formation. Activate the seal and bring me his head!"

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