"Rain Summoning Technique …"
The Taoist nun surnamed Mu was proficient in water techniques and knew her stuff. She cried out involuntarily.
She usually stayed in seclusion and did not know about worldly affairs. This time, when the five elders of the Great Snow Mountain wanted to establish their sect, the Northern Three Paths Taoist Master invited her, a Mu Clan cultivator who was proficient in water techniques but not good at fighting, to preside over the second array. Under normal circumstances, the second array should have been presided over by First Heaven Palace. However, due to the appearance of the Dragon Monarch, First Heaven Palace had no choice but to replace her.
Speaking of which, the Water Element Array was unique. It was connected to the water vein of the Pilgrimage Mountain. The person presiding over the array did not need to be very powerful. As long as they were proficient in water techniques, they could use the array to its fullest potential. This was also the reason why the Northern Three Paths Taoist Master invited her.
However, at this time, she was surprised to find that the little devil had used the Dragon Clan's Rain Summoning Technique.
Taoist nun Mu, who had never heard of the little devil's entanglement with the Dragon Clan, was shocked beyond words.
The path of water techniques could gather and disperse invisibly. The level of one's cultivation depended on the word 'subtlety'. The Dragon Clan and the Sages of the Human Clan were good friends and had taken over the role of Rain Summoning Technique. In a certain place, a certain city, when it would rain, when it would be sunny, how much rain would fall, where there would be more rain and where there would be less, all of it could be controlled without the slightest error. What kind of great technique was this? Who in the cultivation world could compare?
Because of this, when she saw the little devil use the Rain Summoning Technique, the Taoist nun's expression immediately changed.
"I don't believe that at such a young age, you can cultivate the Dragon Clan's Rain Summoning Technique to such a level …"
Martial Aunt Mu clenched her teeth and shouted. She waved her horsetail whisk again and all of the water in the air became sluggish. Then, it quickly froze into ice. In the air, it transformed into countless ice blades and frost swords. They whistled through the air and pierced towards Fang Xing. This was one of the variations of the Water Technique, turning water into ice, turning water that was difficult to control into ice blades and frost arrows that were easy to control, turning the soft Jianghu into sharp swords.
Behind these ice blades and frost swords, dozens of water servants controlled ice swords and stabbed towards Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow.
"Haha, I was waiting for this move of yours!"
Fang Xing laughed. Then, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He formed a seal with both hands and pushed his cultivation to the limit. A strand of Origin Qi surged into the dark clouds above his head. A strange power immediately appeared in that strand of Origin Qi. It was like a seal that covered the sky above the Water Formation, causing all the water will in the formation to freeze.
"Kill! Kill until their hearts ache!"
With a loud shout, he and the Great Golden Crow rushed out at the same time. One of them had a pair of golden wings and the other had a crimson blade.
The ice blades and frost arrows that filled the sky were crushed by the two's great strength and fell to the ground. Their attacks were merciless and directly killed the Water Servants who were hiding in the ice. For a moment, the whole sky was filled with screams, blood rained, and countless broken limbs fell to the ground. The water was frozen and blood became the only flowing liquid in the formation.
"Father, why … why is there the aura of our Dragon Tribe in the formation?"
At the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, even the Dragon Lady had sharply sensed something and blurted out in panic.
The Dragon Monarch's expression darkened slightly as he let out a faint smile and said, "You must be wrong!"
The Dragon Lady was startled. She carefully sensed the aura, but she did not believe the Dragon Monarch's explanation.
The aura of her Dragon Tribe was clearly present in the second formation, and it was an unusually strong and powerful aura.
Now that she thought about it, the aura seemed to have appeared on Fang Xing's body a long time ago. It was a sense of intimacy between humans of the same species, which had merged with Fang Xing's aura. However, her cultivation was not strong enough to sense it. Until now, when Fang Xing unleashed his Water Technique to its limit, it finally triggered the aura. Not only did it stop the entire Water Formation, but she also keenly sensed something …
"In the first five elemental formations, those who are well-versed in the principles of formations and possess first-grade Dharma Seeds will have an advantage. Instead of saying that the kid is challenging the formation, it's more accurate to say that he's using the changes of the five elemental formations to train his Dharma Seeds and his techniques … It's a lot more useful than cultivating in seclusion. However, the problem is, this Combat Technique is basically playing with his life. Can he survive it?"
Rumble!
Using the supreme Rain Technique mixed with the aura of the Dragon Pearl to stop the water in the formation, Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow fought all the way, cutting out a bloody path in the void. Finally, he stepped on the Taoist nun surnamed Mu, who was only proficient in Water Technique. The Taoist nun was so scared that her face turned ashen. She shouted with all her might and took out a formation flag to wave. However, seeing that she was no match for Fang Xing, she had to admit defeat in the end. It was a pity that she took out a formation flag too late. Fang Xing's Blood Guzzler had already slashed down and rolled to the front of Chu Taishang, who was sitting cross-legged behind the formation.
The second formation was broken!
Another mess of blood and flesh. Fang Xing's footsteps did not stop at all, and he went straight for the third formation.
The third formation, the Fire Element Formation!
Waves of fire intent filled the formation, and poisonous flames burned the sky, covering the entire sky.
However, it still could not trap Fang Xing. He activated the Samadhi True Fire to protect his body and continued to fight.
Although the Ten Formations of the Pilgrimage Mountain had been around for a long time and no longer had the power of the Ten Elements Formation that the ancient Immortals had set up during the Pilgrimage Mountain Demon Suppression, some special characteristics had been passed down. That was, each formation had its own attribute. The first five formations were the five elements of metal, water, fire, wood, and mountain. The origin of the formation was the power of these five elements. If the powers countered each other, the difficulty would be multiplied. If the powers generated each other, it would be easy to break the formation. Another change was that one also cultivated the same power, which could reduce the influence of the formation's power to the lowest.
The first formation was the Metal Element Formation. Fang Xing had the Demon Sword Embryo and was proficient in formation theory, so he easily slaughtered the Yun Family cultivators.
The second formation was the Water Element Formation. He cultivated the Dragon Clan's Rain Technique and had the help of the Dragon Pearl's aura, so it was not difficult for him to pass the formation.
And now, the third formation was the Samadhi True Fire to protect him. The Fire Element Formation also could not do anything to him.
All that was needed was to kill.
Wave after wave, he killed his way over!
Amidst the monstrous fire intent, the figures of Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow were faintly discernible as they fought fiercely.
Finally, the Formation Master, the Northern Domain Rogue Cultivator Huo Tuotuo, admitted defeat, and Fang Xing broke the formation.
The fourth formation was the Wood Element Formation. More than three hundred powerful Wood Puppets swarmed over. After killing them, they were immediately reborn with the help of the Wood Intent. Impressively, there was an endless number of Wood Puppets. Fang Xing had a hard time killing the Wood Puppets. He was not like the Huqin Elder, who used his own understanding of the Winter Myriad Things Killing Intent to extinguish the Wood Puppets' life force. Breaking the formation in one go, he could no longer restrain the Wood Element Formation. He could only fight non-stop. He did not know how many hundreds or thousands of Wood Puppets he had killed. Both he and the Great Golden Crow suffered serious injuries, but he still had not broken through the Wood Element Formation. The cultivators at the foot of the mountain were burning with anxiety. Even the indifferent Nan Zhan cultivator was worried.
"I will fight you to the death!"
After charging and killing for a while more, Fang Xing was already anxious.
He also had a Wood Element Magic Seed. Moreover, it was bestowed by Uncle Gen, so its quality was extremely high.
However, he had never cultivated a Wood Element Great Technique before, so he could not activate the Wood Element Magic Seed to attack his enemies. He could only use it to heal his injuries.
However, in this Wood Element Formation, the opponent controlled the formation, making it impossible for him to defend. He could not kill them all.
Even if he wanted to burn it down, he couldn't. The guardian of the formation, Venerable Mu, could borrow the power of the plants and trees of the Worship Zen Mountain. It could be said that he had endless power. Although Fang Xing's Fire Will was powerful, it was not enough to burn down the entire Worship Zen Mountain.
With a roar, Fang Xing suddenly brandished his saber and charged towards the guardian below the formation, Venerable Mu. Along the way, countless wooden puppets wielded sabers and spears and attacked him. In this kind of situation, no matter how high his cultivation was, unless he had the power to wipe out all the wooden puppets, he could not protect himself. Along the way, Fang Xing's body received countless injuries. Blood flowed non-stop, but with a heart filled with ruthlessness, he charged straight to the bottom of the formation. He was only ten zhang away from the fourth formation's guardian, Venerable Mu.
"Is he really going to fight to the death? Dream on! "
Venerable Mu was shocked. His hands formed a seal, and thorns grew wildly around his body to protect himself.
"Swoosh!"
In a frenzy, Fang Xing allowed the thorns to pierce through his body and descend, chopping off Venerable Mu's head. His chest and abdomen were injured, and blood flowed non-stop. However, the wood elemental magic seed in his body, which had been passed down by the Divine Wood Great Sage, Gen Bo, was activated and continuously healed his injuries. One of Venerable Mu's heads was chopped off, and another head sprouted from his neck. His face was full of anger as he shouted, "Little bastard, this old man is indestructible in this formation. Are you going to fight to the death with me?"
"Go to hell!"
Fang Xing chopped off another of his heads with his saber.
"You're courting death!"
Venerable Mu's third head grew out, and another thorn pierced into Fang Xing's chest.
"You're the one courting death!"
With another slash, another head of Venerable Wood was gone.
"You're courting death!"
"You're courting death!"
"…"
"…"
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"
Finally, after a dozen heads, Venerable Mu couldn't take it anymore and waved the formation flag. "I admit defeat!"
"Damn you, do you really think this young master can't deal with you?"
Fang Xing cursed bitterly and chopped off one of his heads with his saber.
"Young master, your wood elemental magic seed is not bad. It's rare for you to have reached this level in your art of growth. Why don't you follow this old man and become my disciple?"
Venerable Mu's head grew slower and slower. This time, it took him three breaths' time to grow one. Once it was done, he called out to Fang Xing.
"Go to hell with your grandfather's eggs!"
Fang Xing swung his blade again and chopped off his newly grown head. Then, with a sweep of his gaze, he snatched a small pine tree that Venerable Mu was holding in his lower abdomen. It grew in a black porcelain pot, its branches stretched out, crisp and strong. Through the miraculous effects of the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, Fang Xing knew that this was a good treasure. Since he'd borrowed the power of wood from a mountain, he naturally put it away without hesitation.
"Little devil, give me back my Dharmic Ground Pine Tree …"
Venerable Mu grew another head and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs. He was about to charge forward and fight with his life on the line.
"Go to hell with your grandfather's eggs again!"
Fang Xing chopped off his head again and kicked it into the cliff of Mount Pilgrimage.
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