"… I got it first, it belongs to me!"
"I killed them, of course it belongs to me …"
"I can't stop them, but can you kill them? So it belongs to me! "
"You already have the Great Wind Flag, of course you have to give these two things to me!"
While the Nan Zhan juniors were fighting against the Jindan and Mahayana cultivators, on the other side, Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow were holding onto one end of a metal chain, fighting for it. The two Nimble Sect peak leaders that were killed by the Great Golden Crow just now also left behind a low-tier divine weapon. While the others were fighting against the Nimble Sect disciples, Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow snuck over. They wanted to split the treasures secretly, but they didn't expect to split it evenly. The two of them glared at each other like fighting cocks.
"You don't like it? Give it to me! "
Fang Xing grew impatient and pulled the metal chain to his side.
The Great Golden Crow was also anxious and shouted, "Look at my Cloud Lifting Palm …"
Pitter-patter, the two of them started fighting.
"… How shameless … There's a fierce battle here, but they're fighting over treasures …"
In the distance, Li Hongyi, Wang Qiong, and the others turned their heads to take a look. Instantly, black lines appeared on their foreheads. They really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A wave of resentment rose in their hearts, and they turned around to vent it on Shi Mudra. It was really all kinds of moves at once. Shi Mudra, who no longer looked like a human, let out a cry of despair. Suddenly, a spot of spiritual light flew out from his forehead and was about to disappear into the void.
It was the seed of his spirit. He wanted to escape at this moment. Even if he had to give up his cultivation, he wanted to be reincarnated.
After all, he wasn't a ruthless person who would self-destruct his Jindan in desperation.
He was a smart man, but even now, he was reluctant to detonate his Jindan and obliterate both his soul and his body. Therefore, he only found an opening and performed a secret technique, hoping to escape with a wisp of his soul and reincarnate in the human world so that he could make a comeback in the future.
It had to be said that this move of his was quite extraordinary. After all, it was a life-saving move. A spiritual seed flew out and escaped into the void at lightning speed. He wanted to escape from the Healing Gate of the sixth formation. He understood in his heart that as long as he escaped from this great formation, the elders of the Spiritual Skill Sect and the three Dao Masters of the Northern Three Dao wouldn't just watch as his spiritual soul was obliterated. They would definitely protect him and give him a chance to live.
He calculated the timing and angle very well. He was about to successfully escape.
But at this moment, the Great Golden Crow couldn't compete with Fang Xing in snatching the iron chain. Its head was punched twice. It was so angry that it cawed loudly. It suddenly opened its mouth and tried to swallow Fang Xing. Looking at its posture, it seemed that it wanted to swallow Fang Xing along with the magic treasure into its stomach. But Fang Xing's reaction was very fast. He laughed loudly and threw the Great Golden Crow away.
"I'm going to kill you …"
The Great Golden Crow shouted crazily. But before it could close its mouth, it suddenly felt something cold entering its mouth.
"Eh …"
It was stunned for a moment. It smacked its lips and said in surprise, "Why do I feel so full? It's like I've taken a Jindan! "
Not far away, a group of Nan Zhan cultivators looked at it blankly.
Didn't he take a Jindan?
And it was a Mahayana Jindan …
He cast a seal to release a Jindan seed. He wanted to make a comeback. He knew that everyone's attention was on him. He knew that even if these people noticed him, they wouldn't have the time to stop him. But he didn't expect that the Great Golden Crow would come to him with its mouth wide open. Then, the Great Golden Crow took the initiative to crawl into the Great Golden Crow's stomach …
Unfortunately, this Spiritual Seed was not a complete Spiritual Seed. Although it contained a lot of Divine Power, it did not have much power. It could not even take over the Golden Crow's body. Moreover, the Golden Crow's cultivation was extremely terrifying. The two of them were not far apart. Even if he had a complete Spiritual Seed, it would be almost impossible for him to take over the Golden Crow's body.
"This Jindan deserves to be famous today …"
Even Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh. From today on, in the eyes of these Nan Zhan cultivators, the Great Golden Crow was someone that they couldn't afford to offend. Maybe in their hearts, their evaluation of the Jindan seed was even higher than his …
"The Heavens want me dead …"
A desperate spiritual fluctuation came from the Great Golden Crow's stomach. The cultivators couldn't help but shiver when they heard it.
It was such a desperate voice that they couldn't help but feel pity for it …
"Ouch, my stomach hurts …"
The Great Golden Crow was stunned for a while. Then, it crossed its claws under its fat belly and started to use its spiritual power to refine it.
"Haha, done?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Fang Xing stepped on the void and strolled over to them. As if there was no one else around, he put the four bronze seals, which had already lost their owner, into the mysterious space, a small ivory tower that could store magic treasures that could not be stored in ordinary storage bags. Then, he greeted the juniors of Nan Zhan who had entered the formation to help him with a smile. When he poked his head out to take a look at the seals in the middle of them, he could not help but stiffen.
"What a tragic death …"
He murmured. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and subconsciously moved away from the six people.
At this time, the other young Nan Zhan cultivators had gathered. Their clothes fluttered in the wind as they surrounded Fang Xing. They seemed to have something to say.
"If that's the case, can you rest assured and come with us?"
Among the crowd, Li Hongyi was the first to stand out and said calmly.
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Since you're already here, I can't kick you out!"
Li Hongyi was speechless. Wang Qiong, who was next to her, also rolled her eyes.
Although they were on the same side now, this little bastard was really not likable …
"Hahahaha, little devil, I've heard of your name in Nan Zhan. At that time, you and Huangfu Daozi agreed to fight in the Xuan Region. I, Yumi Kuang, went over and waited for you for three days. But you actually slipped away. I even looked down on you. Luckily, you decapitated me with a single sword strike. I can't help but admire you. I wanted to befriend you a long time ago, but I didn't have the chance. Today, I'll take this opportunity to go through the formation with you. I'm lucky.
I'm glad the heavens are fair. They've helped me … "At this time, the Little Wolf King Yumi from the Northern Divine Mountain of Nan Zhan laughed wildly and waved the golden scissors in his hands.
"That's right. Fellow Fang, do you still remember me?"
A robust man said with a smile: "Back in the day in the Mysterious Domain, you sold me a sword embryo at the price of sixty spiritual stones. It was a great bargain for me. Since then, I have always been indebted to you. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to thank you!"
"I also bought your sword embryo. It's a pity I spent a lot of money!"
Another man laughed bitterly.
Another man said, "Come to think of it, we're old acquaintances. Do you still remember when you stole a set of armor from me?"
At once, five or six people spoke up. Some of them laughed bitterly, while others sighed ruefully. However, regardless of whether they owed each other favors or grudges in the past, they no longer cared about it now. When they spoke, most of them laughed mischievously, as if the affairs of the world were unpredictable. Perhaps even they themselves had never thought that one day, they would actually fight alongside the little devil with the worst reputation in the Nan Zhan cultivation world.
"Haha, let's not talk about the past. Seeing that you guys still have some conscience, I've decided today!"
Fang Xing was also full of heroism. He clenched his fists and said with deep affection, "Today, we'll all kill together. Let's kill to our heart's content. However, whether you guys die or not, from today onwards, you guys are on the list of people I won't fight over!"
He spoke with sincerity, but Wang Qiong couldn't help but roll her eyes, as if she was rather disdainful.
You Mi Kuang was also speechless. "I thought we could at least be friends, but in the end, it's just that I won't be fought over by you?"
At this moment, Han Ying, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said, "This promise is worth a lot!"
Li Ying nodded repeatedly, expressing his deep agreement.
The sixth formation was finally broken. After the smoke and clouds dispersed, the cultivators at the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain finally saw the chaotic situation inside the formation. Their hearts instantly trembled, half out of fear, the other half out of anger. Within the formation, there were only pieces of mutilated corpses, lying all over the place. The smell of blood was shocking. Among the three Golden Core Mahayana Peak Leaders of the Nimble Sect and their three hundred outstanding disciples, none of them survived …
"Nimble Sect … Is this equivalent to being annihilated?"
Someone already spoke with a trembling voice, his voice filled with a chill.
They were also one of the few large sects in the Northern Region. Nimble Sect had lost three great Peak Leaders and three hundred disciples. Didn't this mean that among the large sects, other than the two Yuanying Patriarchs, there was only a group of outer sect disciples with low cultivation bases?
What else was there to do? They should just seal off the mountain and remove their names …
At this moment, some people could not help but look at Elder De Zhao's Dharma Idol, who was half hidden in the clouds nearby.
They were all wondering if Elder De Zhao would charge up the mountain in a fit of rage and fight to the death with that little demon.
At this time, even the Dragon Monarch was looking at the sky with a faint smile as spiritual energy slowly gathered around his body.
However, after waiting for a long while, Elder De Zhao did not make a move. He did not even say a word. No one knew how long he sat there quietly. In the end, he moved slightly, but he did not make a move. Instead, he waved his sleeve, causing the clouds to roll over. When the space was revealed again, his Dharma Idol had already disappeared. The wind was silent, and the bright moon hung in the sky. Not a single trace was left behind.
"Pfft …"
At this time, within a simple cave abode in the Nimble Sect, Elder De Zhao's real body opened his eyes. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his grey beard. At the same time, his face was ashen. He did not have much lifespan left, and now it was flowing away rapidly. His face was even more ashen, and his eyes were dim. A deep sense of fatigue and age rose from him …
"Does the heavens really want my Nimble Sect to perish?"
He shouted, "Or is it that my Nimble Sect's rules are not strict enough, and we have angered the heavens to send down such a calamity?"
After a moment of silence, the Yuanying Elder's real body emerged from the cave. He donned the battle armor he had worn when he was young, and his steps were slow but serious as he rushed towards the Pilgrimage Mountain. He had already sworn in his heart that either the little demon would die on the Pilgrimage Mountain, or he would personally kill him after he left the mountain. This time, no one could stop him. Not even the Cang Lan Sea Dragon Lord …
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