Rumble!
In the southern sky, the black clouds had already reached the top of their heads in an instant. In the clouds above, a slender figure descended. His cold eyes swept across the Tai Hao Tribe's territory that had been destroyed beyond recognition, as well as the clansmen who were scattered all over the ground. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive. His eyes were immediately tainted with a thick, bloody murderous aura. His divine sense shook the void, forming a muffled thunderous sound that rolled down from all directions, causing the earth to tremble faintly. "Which evildoer dares to offend my Lu Clan?"
Along with the shout, a large black cloud formed into the shape of a funnel, and then the sharp bottom quickly pierced downwards.
As an expert of the Yuanying Realm, his attacks were merciless. His magical power descended from the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth. Just the power alone had already surpassed that of a Golden Core Realm cultivator. Those who were less courageous would submit under this power, not daring to resist.
The suppression of realms had always been so barbaric and fierce!
However, this was only for ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivators. The current Fang Xing could not be measured by the strength of ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivators, no matter what. Facing the descending black cloud above his head, a high fighting spirit arose in his heart. Suddenly, he let out a long roar that pierced the clouds like a sword. At the same time, black light wrapped around his back, instantly forming two huge sword wings. He raised them up and then flapped them down. His figure rushed into the sky like a bolt of lightning, directly colliding with the black cloud!
Boom!
Every inch of the black cloud contained indescribably terrifying power, and every ray of black light from Fang Xing's Sword Demon Wings also contained violent and crazy power. The two sides collided, and the black cloud suddenly collapsed. The surging black cloud immediately dispersed, and the sky changed color for a moment. Indistinctly, ghostly wails and wolf howls resounded in the void. Within a radius of a thousand miles, it was almost impossible to see one's own fingers, and every inch of space was filled with black smoke that contained terrifying power, as if the night had descended.
On the other hand, Fang Xing relied on the force of this collision to charge into the dark clouds as well, and then he formed a fist seal with his hand as he strode through the sky and struck directly towards the black figure concealed within the clouds. With his current physical strength, a single move of his was like a divine dragon stirring up water, and it even caused numerous vortexes to appear in the sky. Wind and lightning manifested around him as his might rose steadily, and when his fist descended, it was practically like a mountain pressing down, and it was impossible to avoid …
Bang!
The black shadow seemed to have never imagined that Fang Xing's strength would be so strong, and it was already impossible to avoid, so it flipped up its hands to resist Fang Xing's fist. Along with their fists colliding, an enormous force exploded out from the point of contact, and it dispersed all the black smoke in the surroundings. At the same time, the black shadow let out a muffled groan as the robe on its body fluttered from the impact, and it retreated an entire 30m before it was barely able to stop.
Killing intent had already filled her eyes that were clear like water, and beneath the robe, the inner muscles of her snow white and jade-like legs trembled ceaselessly, and they seemed like roots that had stepped into the void to barely maintain herself from being crushed by Fang Xing's forceful strength …
"Where did this damnable baldy come from? Your strength is rather formidable, watch my Grand Art of Chaos!"
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan gnashed his teeth as he shouted out loudly once more, and his hands drew circles to draw the black cloud to transform.
"Err … Woman?"
When Fang Xing saw this person, he was stunned as well, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He originally thought that this Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan would be an old man with wrinkled skin and white hair, yet who would have imagined that it was actually a hot woman that looked to be below the age of 30, had a delicate and pretty appearance, and even her dressing was bold and unrestrained? Oh my! Look at those smooth and long legs, look at her exposed navel, look at her chest that was covered in jade armor that was shaped like two hills, and then look at her fiery red lips that seemed to be tainted with blood and violet eyeshadow …
Fang Xing's face flushed red as he spat on the ground, and then he rolled his eyes and said, "Shameless!"
"… What did you say?"
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan originally intended to control the black cloud to attack Fang Xing, but he was slightly stunned when he heard what Fang Xing said.
Fang Xing raised his hand to cover his eyes, but his fingers revealed a slit as he scolded the Yuanying female cultivator, "I'm talking about you, the dignified Yuanying Ancestor. It's fine that you look so young, but look at what you're wearing. What kind of woman doesn't wear pants? What's worse is that your skirt is so short that it reaches your thighs, and that navel. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? You're really shameless, ah … Ptooey!"
As he scolded, he spat on the ground again.
The Yuanying female cultivator was stunned, and then she frowned and shouted angrily, "Stinky monk, who are you scolding?"
Fang Xing said, "I'll scold whoever wears that!"
"You're the one! How can a stinky monk have so many tricks up his sleeves? It's obvious that you're filthy!"
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan was already flushed with anger, and his voice was trembling as he scolded Fang Xing.
Fang Xing calmly covered his eyes and said, "Who knows who!"
"I … I'll kill you …"
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan was no match for Fang Xing when it came to scolding. She was already mad with anger after just a few words. She waved her hands, and the rolling black clouds came crashing down on Fang Xing like raging waves. Her voice echoed through the black clouds, and she was exasperated and murderous. "I can wear whatever I want. Why do you care?"
"You wild monk, who allowed you to look at my thighs?"
"Who allowed you to look at my stomach?"
"Who allowed you to look at my chest …"
With every curse, the murderous aura intensified, and the sky above the Titanic Clan seemed to have turned into a vast sea of clouds.
This provocatively dressed woman was the Yuanying Ancestor of the Titanic Clan, Lu Meimei. Although she was young, she was already a full-fledged Yuanying Grand Cultivator. In the previous era, she was also an extremely talented cultivator. If not for this, the Titanic Clan would not have trusted her to oversee the Bottomless Sinkhole. After arriving at the Bottomless Sinkhole, she quickly entered the Taishang Ruins in an attempt to find the location of the Thunder Pool of Creation recorded in the Celestial Ancestor's notes. Unfortunately, after two months of searching the entire Taishang Ruins, she found nothing. Just as she was about to enter deeper into the ruins, she received a warning talisman from her clansmen. The talisman could only be used to send urgent messages, and it could not be explained in detail. Therefore, she only knew that the Titanic Clan in the Bottomless Sinkhole was under threat, but she did not know what exactly had happened.
At first, she thought that the Tribes of the Bottomless Sinkhole were rebelling, but when she rushed over, she was shocked to find that there was no movement around the Bottomless Sinkhole. Instead, there was a grey-robed monk standing in front of her main hall, and behind him was a donkey. While she was surprised, she immediately knew who her opponent was. The donkey should have been locked up in the hall, but now that it had been rescued, it followed behind the monk.
However, when she saw that the monk was not a Golden Core cultivator, she thought that it would be a piece of cake. She did not expect that this fellow would be so powerful. In the first round of battle, she was unable to do anything to him, and almost suffered a great loss. She was already angry, and this wild monk had been sneaking glances at her thighs, and even had the cheek to scold her for being shameless. Was there any fucking justice in this world?
She, Lu Meimei, was a famous beauty in the cultivation world of the previous generation. She had always been famous for her bold clothing, and there were many teachers who disliked her. However, because of her status and cultivation, they did not dare to speak up. Today, she was being looked down upon by a wild monk?
Under the layers of anger, she had already used all her strength, and no longer treated Fang Xing as an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Black clouds intertwined with each other, containing the laws of confinement, as they swept towards Fang Xing.
"Don't blame me, I didn't aim at your chest …"
Fang Xing retorted loudly, then rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Today, this poor monk will take care of you, demon …"
With that said, he waved his hand, and the Giant Wings of the Sword Demon on his back swept forward. Endless sword beams shattered the laws of confinement in the black clouds, and then Fang Xing rushed forward again. His expression was serious, and it was as if he was shrouded in Buddhist light. His hands formed the Tiger Claws Descending the Mountain, and the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Rain Summoning Claw … They pierced through the endless black clouds in the void, and grabbed at Lu Meimei who was a thousand feet away …
"Stupid monk, you are shameless!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Meimei's face turned red, and she cursed fiercely. With a wave of her hand, she threw out a jade hairpin, and at the same time, her figure rushed backward.
"Crack!"
The jade hairpin shone with endless divine light, and it was obviously a high-level magical weapon of high quality. But before the divine light completely shone, it was caught by Fang Xing in his hand. With a squeeze of his five fingers, it was ruthlessly crushed into pieces, and Lu Meimei was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat.
But Fang Xing also stopped his attack, and cursed indignantly, "How am I shameless again?"
How could Lu Meimei be willing to argue with him in detail? She took out several magic tools, and only cursed, "How dare you use such a dirty fighting method!"
Fang Xing looked down at his own claws, and said in surprise, "I, a Golden Core cultivator, naturally have to grab your body first to fight a Yuanying cultivator like you. Isn't using claws a very reasonable and normal fighting method? Why are you shameless again? "
"I have lived for one thousand and five hundred years, and I have never seen such a shameless wild monk like you. Die!"
Lv Meimei was simply irritated and enraged by Fang Xing. She couldn't hold back her murderous aura any longer. She formed a seal with both hands and spread the black clouds in the air. Then, with a shout, she spat out a beam of white light from her mouth. This beam of white light rushed into the black clouds. The light flickered, and after a while, in every black cloud, a Dharma Idol of hers actually appeared. Each of them held a different ritual implement, and they swarmed towards Fang Xing. Among the countless figures, her real body was hidden. It was the Ever-Changing Dharma Idol divine ability.
At this time, she was no longer willing to be long-winded with Fang Xing, so she used her Dharma Form to kill this thieving baldy first.
But she didn't expect that at this time, Fang Xing was also angry, and his eyes were filled with grief and indignation as he looked in her direction.
"One thousand and five hundred years … you … you … you are shameless!"
Boom!
Fang Xing suddenly exploded, and a powerful force emerged in his body. The wings of the Sword Demon beat the void, and his hands once again made a seal. Like a divine dragon flying in the sky, he blasted toward Lu Meimei who filled the sky. With him as the center, the violent force swept the entire void with the wings of the Sword Demon, sweeping away Lu Meimei's Dharma Form one after another. It was simply like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, without mercy.
"Who asked you to pretend to be young …"
"Who asked you to pretend to be young …"
"Who asked you to pretend to be young …"
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