The newcomer was none other than Fang Xing!
Fang Xing had already somersaulted down from the sky hundreds of miles away. His body flashed in the air and he had already reached the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, smashing a huge pit on the ground. He then sprinted towards Old Freak Wan Luo and scanned him with his Divine Sense. The lightning scars, withered Qi and blood, and the torn and blood-stained Daoist robe immediately caused his eyes to turn bloodshot.
His fists were clenched so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. The murderous aura around his body was so strong that it almost took form, like a black cloud surrounding his body.
The Nan Zhan disciples who were guarding Old Freak Wan Luo were also intimidated by his murderous aura. They subconsciously retreated to the side, not daring to approach him.
"Old bastard, what are you doing here instead of taking care of your old body?"
Fang Xing, whose anger had reached its peak, suddenly exploded. Then … he pointed at Old Freak Wan Luo's nose and cursed loudly.
Old Freak Wan Luo was startled. When Fang Xing looked at his injuries, he also raised his head to look at the little bastard that he had not seen for four years. His old face revealed a hint of kindness that was usually hard to notice. However, before he could say anything, he suddenly heard someone scolding him. He immediately became angry and shouted, "Hey, you little bastard, how dare you meddle in my affairs …"
"What are you trying to show off with your old arms and legs? Now you're being bullied, aren't you?"
"Bullsh * t, who can bully me?"
"Old bastard, you're about to die and you're still trying to be brave!"
"You dare to curse me to die? Little bastard, do you believe that I won't beat you up … Cough, cough! "
Old Monster Luo was panting with rage. He jumped up and wanted to beat Fang Xing up. However, his injuries were too severe after all. His loud words immediately affected his damaged internal organs. He coughed loudly, and a few wisps of blood foam came out of his mouth.
"Where's the medicine? Where's the medicine? "
Fang Xing was also very anxious. He rummaged through his storage pouch to find a life-prolonging elixir. With one hand, he brought out a sparkling white porcelain bottle. Seeing this, Dragon Lady directly took out her own elixir. This elixir was made from the Blood Lotus Seed that she had obtained from Dragon Lady. It was much stronger than ordinary elixirs. Fang Xing knew what was good for him, so he didn't stand on ceremony. He directly took it and forced it into Old Monster Wan Luo's mouth.
"Little bastard … Wu wu … Do you want to choke me to death …"
Wan Luo was already so old, yet he was forced to drink medicine. He was so angry that he lifted his leg and wanted to kick Fang Xing.
However, before he could kick out, he saw the Dragon Lady behind Fang Xing. His eyes lit up, and he whispered into Fang Xing's ear, "Is this the Canglan Sea's Princess Royal? He's quite handsome and tall too … "
Fang Xing chuckled and whispered back, "Is there a need to say more about this young master's eyesight?"
Dragon Lady heard the conversation between the master and disciple. Her face was very red. She bowed to Old Monster Wan Luo and left.
Old Monster Wan Luo smiled as he watched Dragon Lady leave. Suddenly, he thought of something and coughed violently. He looked at Fang Xing worriedly and said, "You … came … like this … Canglan Sea … won't make things difficult for you, right?"
Fang Xing used his sleeve to wipe the blood from his mouth. He pretended to be careless and said, "I've already slept with you. Can my wife take it back?"
Old Monster Wan Luo was really shocked. He sighed, "Really … the student has surpassed the teacher …"
"Heh heh heh heh heh …"
The surrounding Nan Zhan cultivators were a little stunned. The scene of this meeting between the old and the young was too strange. The first thing they did was call each other 'bastards'. After that, they didn't even hurry to say anything else. Instead, they started to reminisce about the past. However, the scene of the three Dao Masters and the Nan Zhan cultivators treating them as air was a little strange. Furthermore, although Fang Xing was talking to Old Monster Wan Luo with a cheeky smile, his eyes never left the wounds on Old Monster Wan Luo's body. He saw almost every single wound on Old Monster Wan Luo's body clearly. The killing intent on his body also became more and more violent, causing some people to feel a strange chill in their hearts and subconsciously stay away from him.
Ye Guyin and the other Nan Zhan cultivators were anxious. They were worried about Old Monster Huqin and Zhang Daoyi who were trapped in the array. They wanted to ask Fang Xing to save them, but seeing the current situation, they didn't dare to disturb him. Ying Qiaoqiao and Chu Ci didn't know what to do. The two young girls were holding each other's hands. They didn't know if they should go forward or hide. They stood there in a daze, their eyes lost.
Boom!
Clouds floated over from afar. The Dragon God stepped out of the void and appeared on a hill beside the Pilgrimage Mountain.
In a few other places, there were no clouds to be seen. Countless cultivators had rushed over, their eyes shining as they looked at the mountain path leading to the top of the Pilgrimage Mountain. However, seeing that the spiritual light of the arrays had dimmed, it was clear that no one was charging at the array. They whispered to each other, thinking that they had arrived too late. However, they did not understand why the Northern Three Paths would quietly offer incense to the Pilgrimage Mountain.
In an instant, more and more cultivators came to watch. The foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain was filled to the brim.
"The news has still been leaked!"
The Talisman Tool Path Master glanced at the surrounding cultivators with dissatisfaction and said coldly.
"There's no need to guard against it. Nan Zhan's Pilgrimage Mountain has already failed. It doesn't matter how many people come!"
The Path Master of the Yin Spirit Path said in a low voice and sneered.
The Path Master of the Pure Yang Path nodded and said, "There are too many people. Let's not waste time. Disciples who are guarding the array should return to the sect. Ignore these rogue cultivators. In the future, when the disciples of the sect are unified, we can explain it to the outside world!"
The three of them came to an agreement. They completely ignored Zhu Xiu who was rushing over like a fish. They ordered their children to wave the flag and the disciples guarding the array to return to their respective sects. The cultivators were in an uproar when they saw this. The Pilgrimage Mountain was the symbol of luck in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. Although the Northern Three Paths was one of the three major sects of the Northern Region, it was too presumptuous of them to come and go as they pleased.
However, the prestige of the Northern Three Paths was difficult to invade after all. No one dared to object at this moment.
Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu also stood dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They did not know what to say.
Only one person said coldly without any trace of politeness, "You injured an old man to this extent and you want to leave just like that?"
It was Fang Xing who had been squatting in front of Old Monster Wan Luo and laughing. He had already stood up and looked coldly at the faces of the three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths. There was no anger in his eyes, only a throbbing murderous intent.
The three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths were also slightly stunned. Their gazes landed on Fang Xing's face.
"Junior, are you talking to the three of us?"
The Path Master of the Yin Spirit Path, the old woman with a wrinkled face, said coldly.
This time, Fang Xing strangely did not curse out loud. He only said in a low voice, "I'm talking to the Northern Region!"
This reply made the three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths slightly stunned. They paid a little more attention. The young Path Master of the Talisman Tools Path laughed and said, "If you want to talk to the Northern Region, the three of us can represent the Northern Region to answer you. Junior, your Nan Zhan wants to establish a Divine Prefecture. It's ridiculous and I don't have to say much. But on account of Nan Zhan and the Divine Prefecture breaking through the array for the Pilgrimage Mountain, we will still give you a chance. You can only establish a Divine Prefecture after burning a stick of incense on the Pilgrimage Mountain. This rule was set by the wise sages. They willingly broke through the array and climbed the mountain. We didn't force them. They are not capable enough and can't reach the peak of the Pilgrimage Mountain. Even if they lose their lives, it's their own fault!"
As he spoke, he channeled his spiritual power and his voice spread in all directions. It was as if he was dispelling the doubts of the Northern Region cultivators.
Many knowledgeable cultivators, upon hearing these words, actually understood the intentions of the Northern Three Daos.
The establishment of a Dao involved a huge matter of destiny. Nan Zhan was not like the Demon Land or the Sea Clan. In terms of inheritance, it was actually of the same origin as the Divine Prefecture. After agreeing to the Demon Land and Sea Clan establishing a Divine Prefecture, Nan Zhan establishing a Dao was actually a more reasonable thing to do. To put it simply, the destiny was distributed to the Demon Clan and the Sea Clan. There was no reason for it not to be distributed to Nan Zhan cultivators who were originally of the same clan. However, the Northern Region really did not want to share this destiny. Therefore, they raised the difficulty of the Pilgrimage Mountain Ten Arrays. They wanted Nan Zhan to know when to retreat. They also wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys and deter the other forces of Nan Zhan. However, after all, this matter was not very pleasant to the ears. Therefore, they chose to handle it in a low-key manner.
"Whether Nan Zhan establishes a Dao or not has nothing to do with me. However, you have injured my Master. That's unacceptable!"
A fierce look appeared on Fang Xing's face. He squatted down and took the stick of green sandalwood from Old Freak Wan Luo. Then, he stood up and walked forward. As he passed by Chu Ci and Ying Qiaoqiao, he subconsciously circled around them. Then, he looked straight at the Dao Masters of the Northern Three Paths. "If the old ones lose, there's still the young ones! If they can't ascend the mountain, then let me see how difficult the path up the mountain is! "
"Little devil, do you want to take over the last three arrays in place of the five elders?"
When the three Dao Masters of the Northern Three Paths heard this, their gazes turned cold. Their voices were a little strange. They seemed to find it absurd, but also seemed to be sneering.
They looked as if they were looking at someone who was seeking death!
However, what Fang Xing said next shocked them even more. "Not three arrays. I want to challenge the Pilgrimage Mountain Ten Arrays!"
Challenge the Pilgrimage Mountain Ten Arrays!
When he said this, not only the three Dao Masters, but all the cultivators of the Northern Region were shocked. Their gazes were strange, shocked, secretive, and complicated.
This little devil didn't even dare to rely on his own strength to break through the Lingqiao Sect's Grand Formation. He only won by using tricks with the help of his Celestial Artifact. However, there were ten Grand Formations on the Worship Zen Mountain, which were able to stop the footsteps of five Golden Core Mahayana experts and even injure and kill them one by one. It was clear that the ten Grand Formations were the strongest forces of the Top Ten Sects in the Northern Region of the Divine Prefecture. The runes on the little devil's Celestial Artifact had clearly dimmed after knocking down Elder Dezhao of the Lingqiao Sect and could no longer be activated.
Was he crazy?
Or was he really seeking death?
Even Li Hongyi frowned and stood in front of Fang Xing. She secretly sent a message to him. "The Northern Three Paths has joined forces with the major sects and families of the Northern Region. Almost all of their Golden Core cultivators have been channeled into the array. The power of the ten arrays is at its strongest. It must not be underestimated. The five elders have already broken through the first seven arrays. If they break through the last three arrays, Nan Zhan will be unstoppable. Why are you …"
"Because I'm not going to challenge the arrays. I'm going to kill!"
Fang Xing interrupted her and grinned. "If I don't start from the beginning, how can I vent my anger?"
His words were filled with an inexplicable murderous intent. Li Hongyi was stunned.
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