One Great Millstone, break 8,000 of your techniques!
Fang Xing's shout even caused Nan Zhan, who had been suppressed by Song Guichan and was on the verge of despair, to sober up a little. He separated a trace of his Divine Sense with difficulty and looked at Fang Xing. Song Guichan's brows were also tightly furrowed as he looked at Fang Xing in confusion. He didn't understand where this brat got the confidence to shout at him at such a time.
His hands moved up and down like a millstone, drawing on the Yin and Yang energy of heaven and earth.
As Fang Xing moved, the Spiritual Energy in the array slowly rotated and formed a huge vortex.
Song Guichan couldn't help but frown. He could naturally see that Fang Xing was using a Divine Power at this moment, but the power of this Divine Power wasn't very strong. It was probably much weaker than the Dragon Clan's Lightning Technique.
This was the Great Yin Yang Millstone?
This little devil wanted to use this Divine Power to break his 8,000 Divine Techniques?
Was he joking with him?
Song Guichan was a little confused, but his attention was indeed attracted by Fang Xing. He didn't even rush to kill Ghost Child, Han Ying, Li Hongyi, Wang Qiong, and the others who were suppressed by him. Instead, he secretly circulated his Spiritual Energy and flicked his finger. In an instant, four to five rays of Divine Light that contained wind, thunder, fire, and metal powers shot towards Fang Xing to test his strength.
Rumble!
Just as the rays of divine light shot towards Fang Xing, Fang Xing pushed out with both hands. Immediately, a Yin Yang grindstone appeared in the air, green on top and red at the bottom. The rays of divine light were all drawn in by the grindstone before being crushed and turned into the purest form of energy. Instead, they gathered on the grindstone, causing its aura to become even more terrifying, and it became even more breathtaking.
"So it's Chaotic Yin and Yang, erasing the Rune Laws within the Divine Techniques and seizing their power for your own use …"
Song Guichan spoke calmly. He was indeed very knowledgeable. After some testing, he had more or less understood the principle of this Divine Power.
However, after a moment of comprehension, a hint of confusion appeared on his face. "To be able to deduce this divine ability, the person who created this technique must have some ingenuity. However, if you want to use such a divine ability to break through my eight thousand techniques, you're still far from being able to do so!"
At the end of his words, he frowned and a huge mountain appeared in the air and fell towards Fang Xing's head.
Mountain Whip Technique!
This technique contained the laws within it and could suppress all Chaotic Yin Yang Millstone. Song Guichan was about to use this technique to break the Great Yin Yang Millstone.
However, Fang Xing didn't panic at all. With a cold expression on his face, he pushed the Yin Yang Grindstone again. This time, he sent a wisp of the will of the mountain into the Yin Yang Grindstone. In an instant, the Yin Yang Grindstone, which had been split into two layers, suddenly became as heavy as a mountain. It rotated heavily and seemed to possess the power to obliterate all things. Even the mountain that Song Guichan had summoned was sucked into the Yin Yang Grindstone and obliterated without a trace after it fell.
"Erasing the Rune Seeds within the Pill to increase the power of the Divine Power? Are you crazy?"
Song Guichan's expression suddenly became even uglier. He had already understood Fang Xing's intentions, and a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
He couldn't care less about anything else, and he attacked continuously, unleashing countless Divine Abilities and Magical Arts at Fang Xing.
At this moment, Fang Xing completely ignored him. His brows were tightly furrowed as all sorts of different energies were extracted from his spiritual world and poured into the Yin Yang Grindstone. Water and fire, metal and lightning, Primordial Death Qi and the will of the Pilgrimage Mountain — all sorts of different energies intertwined together. They either countered each other or reinforced each other. Under the guidance of the Yin Yang Grindstone, they became the energy that propelled the Yin Yang Grindstone. The destructive aura multiplied, the Yin Yang Grindstone grew larger and larger, its aura becoming increasingly terrifying.
Song Guichan's spells would normally be enough to disrupt the operation of the Yin Yang Grindstone. However, as the power of the Yin Yang Grindstone grew stronger and stronger, the spells were drawn in by the Yin Yang Grindstone like nourishment. Then, they were grinded and crushed. The divine light flowed into the Yin Yang Grindstone and became a part of the power of this spell, and it continued to circulate continuously.
Rumble!
It was as if there really was a Great Yin Yang Millstone grinding the world. The dull sound of thunder made one's heart tremble.
Fang Xing gritted his teeth as he pushed the Great Yin Yang Millstone. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he almost lost control of the Great Yin Yang Millstone.
Even the Great Yin Yang Millstone was shaking under the influence of the Great Yin Yang Millstone, and it could be destroyed at any moment.
"Little devil, are you really willing to pay such a huge price to defeat me?"
Song Guichan was already yelling angrily at this moment.
"Of course I'm going to defeat you …"
Fang Xing raised his head and sneered, "I have to thank you for forcing me to use this Great Yin Yang Millstone!"
"From today onwards, this Great Yin Yang Millstone will no longer be called the Great Yin Yang Millstone, but the Great World Millstone!"
"Hahahaha …"
Fang Xing laughed wildly. Then, he suddenly pushed his hands forward and directed the Great Yin Yang Millstone toward Song Guichan.
"Back off!"
Song Guichan's face was livid. He tossed Nan Zhan and Zhu Xiu aside and focused all his energy to use his most exquisite Magical Arts. He attacked Fang Xing one after another. However, in the face of the huge Great Yin Yang Millstone that seemed to be moving slowly but was actually rushing toward him, the Magical Arts that he was so proud of were like mantises trying to stop a chariot …
No matter what kind of Great Yin Yang Millstone or what kind of Magical Treasures he used, they were all useless in front of the Great Yin Yang Millstone.
As long as they collided with the Great Yin Yang Millstone, or even got close to it, they would be drawn in and destroyed, turning into pure Divine Light.
Simply put, the Great Yin Yang Millstone had been pushed by Fang Xing to the point where it was getting stronger and stronger.
Song Guichan's face was extremely ugly. If he had a choice, he would have escaped immediately. However, he was currently suppressed by the Death Gate of the Great Yin Yang Millstone and had to rely on the Lotus Platform to withstand the suppression of the Great Yin Yang Millstone. If he left the Lotus Platform, he would be suppressed by the Great Yin Yang Millstone. If he didn't leave the Lotus Platform, he would have to face the power of Fang Xing's Great Yin Yang Millstone. There was no other choice.
"I am Song Guichan, the Pure Yang Daoist. Do you think it will be easy to defeat me?"
At this moment, Song Guichan shouted angrily. He quickly formed a seal with his hands and activated his Spiritual Power crazily.
"Great Art of Abyss!"
"Great Red Lotus Art!"
"Great Art of Destruction!"
"Protective Divine Light!"
"Daluo Buddha Palm!"
Song Guichan looked a little hysterical. After casting out several great arts, he watched helplessly as the Great Yin Yang Millstone rushed towards him at an unstoppable speed. He had no choice but to clench his teeth and form a final seal. The Daoist Source of Flesh and Blood that was contained in the Lotus Platform poured into his body in an instant. His body trembled violently with the influx of so much power. Then, it swelled up and tiny scales appeared on his body.
His body grew three times taller in an instant. At the same time, a pair of black wings grew out of his back. At the same time, he pressed down with one hand and summoned a Demonic Cloud that contained the cries of countless ferocious ghosts. Some miserable images of evil ghosts could be vaguely seen in the cloud. Fang Xing even saw Youmi Kuang, Amorous Beauty, and the other cultivators of Nan Zhan struggling in the Demonic Cloud …
Asura Form!
The dignified Pure Yang Demonic Son actually displayed a demonic form that was similar to Fang Xing's Great Killing Technique!
"Little devil, you're dreaming if you think you can defeat me!"
Song Guichan shouted sternly. Just as he was about to curl up into a ball and use his body and the Demonic Cloud to resist Fang Xing's Great Yin Yang Millstone, he suddenly felt his body lighten. The power of the array that had been suppressing him had disappeared. Song Guichan did not even have time to think about this. He only felt joy in his heart. His body immediately expanded and surged with endless killing intent and demonic intent. He controlled the Demonic Cloud and charged towards Fang Xing.
"Great Hell Technique, break it …"
At this point, Fang Xing was already too close to him. It was impossible for him to dodge, so the only way was to attack.
Not far away, the Great Golden Crow, whose golden feathers had been charred by the lightning, held the array flag that it had pulled out personally. Its round eyes were filled with hatred as it cursed, "Let everyone see how ugly you are …"
Meanwhile, at the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain, Nan Zhan, Zhu Xiu and the cultivators of the Divine Continent were all waiting for the result of the tenth array.
Even though Song Guichan had already broken the tenth array at the beginning, the mist that belonged to the ten arrays was still there, which blocked their Immortal Will. Therefore, just like the previous arrays, they could only wait anxiously for the result of the battle without being able to see it clearly. At this point, even the confident cultivators of the Divine Continent were a bit anxious and vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The duration of this battle was a little too long!
Was it really that difficult for Song Guichan, the Divine Prince of Pure Yang, to suppress those juniors from Nan Zhan?
"Will Guichan …"
Even the Master of the Dark Spirit Sect couldn't help but ask.
"He won't!"
The Master of the Pure Yang Sect immediately interrupted her. The Master of the Dark Spirit Sect didn't say anything else.
In fact, even she didn't think so.
However, at this moment, they suddenly felt alarmed and looked up the mountain at the same time.
At the location of the tenth formation, the clouds of smoke that had shrouded the entire place and blocked the probing of the cultivators' divine senses seemed to have been drawn over by an extremely powerful force, forming a huge vortex that spun continuously. As it spun, it began to shrink and condense together before being sucked into a huge millstone, revealing everything within the tenth formation to them.
In the west, a young man in a gray shirt was pushing a chaotic millstone with a sacred and terrifying aura toward the east.
In the east, a winged Asura was rushing toward the west on a rumbling Fiend Cloud.
"That little fiend has cultivated the Fiend Form of a human body that can only be cultivated by sacrificing living beings?"
"No … That's Senior Brother Song Guichan …"
Exclamations were heard at the foot of the Pilgrimage Mountain.
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