Even if Fang Xing didn't have the Yin Yang Fiend Mirror, he could tell that something was wrong with Song Guichan!
To put it simply, Song Guichan was too domineering. He sat still and calmly, defeated Han Ying, Wang-Zhenqiong, injured Li Hongyi, captured Ghost Child, defeated Youmi Kuang, and subdued Hong Yan Fairy. His various methods were earth-shattering. He was just too f * cking arrogant. Everyone else was shocked by the Pure Yang Immortal Prince's heaven-defying methods, but Fang Xing subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He felt that Song Guichan shouldn't be so powerful. He had always been bold and wouldn't be scared so easily. Therefore, when he saw Song Guichan's terrifying methods, he subconsciously thought that Song Guichan must have borrowed some external force.
Under such circumstances, it wasn't difficult to see the magical effect of the Hellfire Lotus Platform after careful observation.
After all, Fang Xing had once owned a lotus treasure, so he had a certain understanding of Buddhist secret treasures.
However, although he had seen through the Hellfire Lotus Platform's help to Song Guichan, what he said just now wasn't entirely true. At the very least, he deliberately added some oil to the fire before saying it. There was nothing he could do about it. The juniors of Nan Zhan were already scared out of their wits. If he didn't say something to smear Song Guichan's name, these bastards wouldn't even have the guts to attack him. Wouldn't he suffer a great loss then?
Now that he had angered the juniors of Nan Zhan with a few words, he hurriedly discussed with the Great Golden Crow about how to deal with them.
The Great Golden Crow had learned array techniques from Uncle Gen, so he was quite good at setting up array formations. Fang Xing had quite a number of powerful array flags in his hands, so he immediately gave them to the Great Golden Crow and asked it to set up the array formation. Then, he flew into the air with his Bloodthirsty Manic Saber and carefully watched the juniors of Nan Zhan fighting Song Guichan. While observing, he was waiting for an opportunity to sneak an attack …
However, he was inexplicably shocked when he saw what was happening.
Now that Song Guichan had put away his Lotus Platform, it could be said that he had revealed his true strength. This was even more shocking.
Nan Zhan and the other juniors attacked together. Since they had suffered a loss earlier, they subconsciously became more careful and cooperated with each other. However, they still couldn't gain an advantage in front of Song Guichan. The Divine Prince of the Pure Yang Dao Sect wantonly unleashed his Pill Light as he unleashed many great techniques. The power was indescribably terrifying. He stood still in the air and no one could invade within a radius of three hundred feet.
"Floating Light Sword Prison!"
With a flick of his finger, a flying sword in the air suddenly multiplied into two, two into four, four into eight, and finally more than two hundred flying swords appeared. They lined up in the air and gradually flew towards Han Ying who was fighting with his spear. The sword light tore through the air, and the sharp sword aura wrapped around Han Ying like a cocoon. The space in which he was fighting with his spear became smaller and smaller, as if he was trapped in a sword prison.
"Hundred and Two Wood Ghosts!"
He raised his foot and stomped in the air, causing the void to tremble. A giant thorny tree grew up, and he just happened to be standing at the top of the tree. The thorny tree was still growing at a crazy speed. There were close to a hundred branches, and a light blue flower bloomed, which then formed a flower bud. The flower bud finally shattered, and wooden puppets rolled out from within. They brandished iron thorns as weapons and charged forward.
Li Ying, who was covered in Ghost Qi, was already entangled by the group of wooden puppets. He couldn't kill them all, and his Ghost Qi had little effect on the wooden puppets. He could only scream and fight with all his might, but he couldn't get away at all.
"Furious Wave Slapping Snow!"
Waves appeared in the air, sweeping across the sky and suppressing Wang Qiong's Wind and Fire Wheels.
"Golden Buddha Flame!"
He opened his mouth and spat out a golden flame, forcing Li Hongyi, who was still attacking with his injured body, to retreat.
"Eternal Suppression of Evil!"
A huge mountain fell from the sky and crushed two Nan Zhan cultivators who couldn't dodge in time.
"Thunder Slaying Demon!"
"Mixed Elements Qi!"
"Buddhist Lion Roar!"
"…"
"…"
Even Fang Xing was a little dazzled by this fierce battle.
Fang Xing had thought that since Song Guichan had formed the Seven Elixir Techniques, he might have seven great divine powers. Fang Xing had wanted to figure out the foundation of his seven great divine powers before going up against him. However, now that he looked at it, he realized that there were no seven great divine powers at all. This divine son of the Pure Yang Sect was wantonly using all kinds of spells. They were all extremely powerful and mysterious. Every time he attacked, there was no repetition …
How many Divine Arts does he know?
I've miscalculated!
I wanted to find out more about his Divine Powers, but I ended up getting confused.
"I don't believe that you know everything. Have a taste of my skills!"
Seeing that Nan Zhan's junior was being suppressed by Song Guichan to the point of suffocation, he felt a little annoyed and roared as he attacked.
"Great Sword Demon Technique!"
He clapped his hand and a ball of black light appeared in his palm. Then, with a spin, sharp black light shot out. Inside each black light was the shape of a giant black sword, carrying an indescribable Demonic Intent and Sword Qi. The sword prison that trapped Han Ying was immediately shattered by the black light, and the power of the Great Sword Demon Technique did not stop there. It surged toward Song Guichan.
"Green Pine Law!"
After using the Great Sword Devil Art, Fang Xing took out the wood-elemental magical treasure he had taken from Venerable Wood in the fourth formation. He poured the wood will from his Core into it, and pine needles fell from the Dharma Ground Pine. Each pine needle transformed into a green humanoid puppet that moved according to Fang Xing's will. Murderous intent surged out of them as they charged toward the Wood Ghosts that were trapping Li Ying. They fought fiercely.
"Rain Summoning Technique!"
Song Guichan spat into the air, but it formed a dark cloud above his head. After a few breaths, it started raining …
"… Hmm, so disgusting …"
The Great Golden Crow let out a strange cry, his face full of disdain.
"… I didn't pee, and he's already giving me face …"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes, and then he slapped his palm fiercely towards the space in front of him. In an instant, a strand of Fire Will slithered towards Song Guichan like a spirit snake from the point his palm came into contact with, and then it split into two, two into four. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into numerous terrifyingly powerful flaming chains that crisscrossed and sealed off the space around Song Guichan, and it was like a prison of flames had been set up.
"True Flames of the Fox God!"
"Will of the Pilgrimage Mountain!"
"Great Lightning Summoning Technique!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xing roared again and charged into the sky. He took a step forward, and the shadow of a towering mountain appeared, pressing down on Song Guichan's head. That was not all. He clenched his fist, and nine dazzling bolts of lightning descended from the dark clouds. It was the secret lightning technique of the Dragon Clan. It descended from the sky with the aura of a heavenly tribulation, striking toward Song Guichan.
"It's so nice to have someone holding me back …"
After launching so many attacks in an instant, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh. If it wasn't for the group of Nan Zhan cultivators holding Song Guichan back, it wouldn't have been easy for him to launch so many attacks. However, it wasn't over yet. After launching so many attacks, he let out a sinister laugh, and a large flag appeared in his hand. The flag had a circumference of three feet, and it was green in color. There were runes manifesting and unfolding in the air.
It was the Great Wind Flag that was taken from the sixth formation. When the flag was unfolded, it could even trap a Golden Core Mahayana cultivator.
He exerted strength in his arms and held the flag pole. He activated the Primordial Death Qi and used the wind power of the Great Wind Flag to launch the flag.
For a moment, the sky turned dark, and a chilly wind blew, tearing the clouds apart. The bright world turned into the netherworld. In the strong wind, anyone would be caught by the Primordial Death Qi, and it was difficult to avoid the fate of having their Divine Soul pulled away by the Primordial Death Qi. Just now, Fang Xing launched many attacks. One was to suppress Song Guichan, so that he had no time to dodge, and the other was to clear the area so that he could use this technique to his heart's content.
"Great Mahakala Technique!"
Fang Xing secretly called out the name of this technique, and then looked at Song Guichan with a gloomy gaze.
"Bastard, if I can't deal with you with this technique, I'll call you Grandpa …"
At this moment, Song Guichan's face was full of seriousness. His Spiritual Energy surged, and a five-colored halo appeared behind him. He was no longer standing still. He used the Astral Steps and made nine seals at the same time. Then, he put his hands together in front of his chest and smiled faintly. Flames began to flash around him. Just when Fang Xing's attacks were about to land on him, a clear and distant bird cry suddenly sounded in the void. Then, a peacock made of flames soared into the sky.
The peacock was the manifestation of the fire will around Song Guichan. Its body was three hundred feet in size. Although it was covered in flames, it was vivid and lifelike. Its divine power was terrifying. It flapped its wings in the air and dispersed the black light of the Sword Demon that Fang Xing was controlling. Then, it circled in the air and crushed the chains formed by the divine flames. Finally, it rushed up and held up the Pilgrimage Mountain that was descending from the sky.
The peacock was the mother of Buddha, and it was the guardian spirit beast of Buddhism in the past. It was as famous as the Roc Clan.
The Fire Technique was originally the most proficient technique of the Pure Yang Path. Song Guichan had surprisingly combined the Fire Will with his Buddhist Path's opportunity and created such a terrifying Sacred Fire Spirit Beast. It was like a clone of him and its power was indescribable.
A huge peacock held up the Pilgrimage Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, Song Guichan's figure was elegant. His sleeves fluttered, and his robe fluttered in the strange wind caused by the Great Wind Flag.
In the endless wind, the Primordial Death Aura had already begun to wrap around Song Guichan's body. However, this Pure Yang Path's Daoist wore a smile on his face as he floated along with the wind. He gently and leisurely spat out four words, "Sleeve Universe …"
A pair of large sleeves unfurled in the wind, looking like two unfathomably deep pockets. All the wind in the sky was sucked into his sleeves. After a long while, the sky became quiet, and the world was still clear. Fang Xing's banner unfurled, turning the world into darkness. However, Song Guichan used his sleeves to withdraw the wind, and then turned the world of darkness into day. This repeated process was very frightening.
Even Fang Xing was stunned. He stood on the spot and was speechless for a long time.
"Fellow Fang, you are indeed talented. If you manage to cultivate the true meaning of the great technique, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent. However, you have only cultivated for a short period of time and are not proficient in spells. You can't beat me with brute force. Why don't you admit defeat?"
Song Guichan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently with a calm expression.
Fang Xing blinked and said with a wry smile, "Sir, how many spells do you know?"
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