Picking up Chen Laohe's storage bag, Fang Xingxi indeed saw a talisman stone full of natural talismans inside. Fang Xingxi beamed with joy and stuffed it into his own storage bag. When he turned around to look, he saw that the rogue cultivators who had sought refuge with them had already fled like flies. Taking advantage of the fact that the four great Surviving Species of the Great Wilderness were fighting with Lv Fengxian, they hurriedly searched for different directions and fled into the sky.
And with the valley as the center, it was filled with chaotic divine light and scattered Strength Qi.
Lv Fengxian fought the four primeval species fiercely by himself, and he actually stirred up such a chaotic situation that practically transformed this area into doomsday, causing it to be extraordinarily terrifying. Not to mention going forward to help, even if an ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivator approached this battlefield, the Golden Core Realm cultivator might be shattered by the aftershock.
However, he was entangled by the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land and could not get away. Fang Xing turned around with a sinister smile and looked at the group of rogue cultivators who were fleeing in panic. He grinned hideously and said, "You bastards, you didn't hesitate to go against me for benefits, and now you still want to escape?"
In his eyes, none of them were good, and even if they were good, he could not let them go!
With a sneer, he came up to them and rolled up his sleeves to rob them.
However, there were too many of them after all. They fled in all directions like a swarm of flies. How could he catch so many in a hurry?
But he had his own means, and he smiled ghastly as he took off a string of bone beads from his neck. This string of bone beads had over 30 smooth white bone beads on it, and every single one of them was the size of a thumb. They were smooth and crystalline, and their surfaces were covered with some sort of mysterious markings. At first glance, all the beads looked exactly the same, but upon closer inspection, one would notice that every single bead had different markings, and they were greatly different.
These beads were the beads that were born after he refined a wisp of the Daoist Origin of the Myriad Panacea. This kind of bead had a unique name in the Buddhist Sect, which was "Sarira". After these beads were condensed, they were quite mysterious for Fang Xing to use his spells. He had put them in his storage bag, but on the way to the White Jade Jing, the handsome young monk had come up with an idea. He had asked him to string all the Myriad Demon Sarira together and wear them around his neck. That way, it would be more realistic for him to rob people in the name of a monk …
Fang Xing thought it was very reasonable, so he had such a string of Ten Thousand Demon Buddhist Beads!
"You bastards still want to escape? Watch me, the incarnation of Buddha, help you one by one … "
Fang Xing laughed loudly and tossed the string of Ten Thousand Demons Buddhist Beads out. In the air, the śarīras on the Buddhist Beads suddenly shone with a dazzling light. Next, one illusory figure after another appeared. There was a great roc with a wingspan of ten zhang, a ferocious tiger with a body length of three zhang, and an ape that leapt as though it was flying. All of them emanated extraordinary auras. Shockingly, they were the appearances of those Great Demons when they were alive. However, at present, all of them had become Fang Xing's clones. They spread out in all directions and charged towards the loose cultivators with ferocious gales.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, boldly took out a jade scroll from the sleeve of his monk's robe. He inserted his transcendence energy into it and a projection appeared in the air. The projection was densely packed with words. As he looked at the words, he shouted, "Zhang Xiao Yi over there, you've made a great contribution to the talisman decree and obtained a jade scroll of a magical art, right? Hurry up and teach me, or I'll beat you to death … "
As he shouted, a clone of a Green Scaled Eagle came to him, carrying a stunned rogue cultivator in its mouth.
Then Fang Xing continued to shout, "That golden-haired Sun Tieshi, you got a flying sword as a reward …"
A golden-haired burly man was carried over by a Golden Ape clone.
"Liu Yuzhu, you scolded me the day before yesterday, didn't you? Did you think I didn't hear you? "
"Lady Xuan, who did you say was a bald donkey who didn't know how to flirt behind my back?"
"Dong Dahong, you argued with my wife the other day, do you think I don't remember?"
The Jade Slip recorded a dense number of names, and behind each name was a line of small words, such as what treasures they had on them, or where they had offended him in the past. They were actually recorded in great detail. And as soon as Fang Xing said one sentence, a demon rushed out and caught the rogue cultivator, throwing them in front of him, trembling with fear as they waited for him to deal with them …
Damn it, what kind of monk is this?
The group of rogue cultivators were on the verge of tears!
They had seen people who held grudges, but they had never seen someone who held a grudge to this extent!
Usually, this monk was not well-liked. In order to suck up to Chen Laohe, people often scolded him behind his back or even made sarcastic remarks in front of him. Sometimes, this monk would argue with them rudely, but at other times, he would just sneer and let it go. The cultivators did not think much of it, but who knew that he would remember them one by one? Was he waiting for an opportunity to settle the score with them?
"Audacious Li … Where did Audacious Li go? Did he slip away? "
He called out a string of names, but when he finally called out a name, he couldn't find the person. Fang Xing immediately became angry.
"He … He was killed by that toad just now …"
Someone answered timidly …
"Aiyo, he's dead? He lucked out. The treasure pill he received in Baek Ok-kyung was not bad … "
Fang Xing felt a little regretful before looking at these people sinisterly. "Patrons, I'm going to beg for alms …"
"Uh … Master … can you let us go?"
"Sure … If I'm not allowed to beg for alms, then I can only transcend …"
"Then … to what extent should I transcend?"
Fang Xing chuckled. "Same old rules. Leave a dudou for the women, and a pair of underpants for the men …"
"Two … Two …"
Fang Xing's eldest disciple had already run over with a storage bag hanging around his neck. He began to collect the items in front of everyone. It was a pity for this group of rogue cultivators. They originally wanted to seize this opportunity, so they joined Lv Fengxian's sect. During this period of time, they had done their best to exchange for these rewards. Most of them were given by Lv Fengxian to win over people's hearts. But at this moment, they were all in the storage bag hanging around the green donkey's neck … and they even lost quite a bit …
A group of cultivators, dignified Golden Core ancestors …
Just like that, the men hugged their chests, and the women ran off with one hand covering their crotches and the other covering their faces …
"Two … Two …"
The green donkey shook its big head. It was very satisfied with the heavy storage bag.
"My good disciple, this is the secret of our lineage. I'll teach you today, so learn well …"
Fang Xing had a sincere expression on his face as he taught this eldest disciple of the bandit's lair.
"Can't you teach me something good?"
Chu Ci was quite speechless. But she endured for a while and still stretched out her hand. "Give me the items, I'll make an inventory …"
"Wild monk, you've really eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. How dare you make an enemy of my Tai Hao Lu Clan …"
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from not far away. More than ten black-robed men flew out from the valley. After a slight pause, they immediately surrounded Fang Xing. They were the loyal servants of Lv Fengxian. Although they were worried about their young master, under the leadership of Shi Nansha, they finally couldn't help but escape. But they bumped into this wild monk head-on. Both sides looked at each other from afar. It was like the meeting of enemies. Their eyes were exceptionally red, and they roared fiercely as they rushed over to fight for their lives.
"Wife, get out of the way. I'll teach this group of slaves a lesson …"
Fang Xing's expression also turned cold. He flicked his sleeves and his monk's robe fluttered in the wind as he rushed toward the group of slaves.
The Tai Hao Lu Clan really had a strong foundation. Among these dozen slaves, seven or eight of them had reached the late Gold Core stage. Moreover, they had at least two Gold Cores. If they were placed in a small sect, they would be able to become an elder with real power. But in the face of Fang Xing, who was a Gold Core monster who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yuanying, they were not enough. The difference in strength was too big. In the face of the chaotic Pill Light and various spells that were shot out by them, Fang Xing directly formed a seal with one hand. With a sneer, a spiritual light shot out from his forehead into the void high up in the sky …
After a long while, when this spiritual light fell again, it impressively transformed into a huge mountain!
The towering Pilgrimage Mountain with a simple and unadorned aura.
It directly suppressed the group of Lu Clan slaves above the sky. Its aura was powerful and unwavering for thousands of years, suppressing a part of the void.
It was like the power of the heavens, directly suppressing the group of Lu Clan slaves to death …
"Monk, behead …"
At this moment, Shi Nansha finally found it difficult to dodge. After all, he belonged to the group of people who could attempt to break through to the Yuanying realm, but had forcibly suppressed his cultivation. At this moment, he let out a roar and charged forward. At this moment, he took out a Jade Zither from his storage bag and placed it in front of him. His right hand's fingers were as hard as steel as he plucked the strings of the zither. Immediately, an extremely unpleasant sound of the zither rang out in the void.
As the sound of the zither rang out, a crack appeared on the Pilgrimage Mountain above the Lu Clan slaves' heads, as if it was about to collapse.
In the void, faint demonic shadows also appeared, faintly discernible.
After all, there was a certain difference between possessing a magic treasure and casting a spell with one's bare hands. After Shi Nansha borrowed the power of the Jade Zither to cast the demonic sound, it seemed to be able to shake the Pilgrimage Mountain Method that he had casually cast. This slightly surprised Fang Xing!
"Traitor, how dare you show yourself before me …"
His face turned cold. At this moment, he was about 300 feet away from Shi Nansha, but suddenly, a pair of gigantic wings of the Sword Demon that blotted out the sky appeared behind him. They flapped in the air and then disappeared. However, with the power of the wings, his speed increased by more than ten times. In almost a flash, he forcibly tore through the void and directly arrived in front of Shi Nansha.
"Pa!"
The fingers of his right hand pressed down. As soon as the unpleasant sound of the zither rang out, he pressed down on the strings and abruptly stopped.
As the sound of the zither rang out, the demonic beasts that manifested in the air also vanished in an instant.
With such speed, there was not even time for you to cast a spell, let alone fight with spells.
"Master Nansha of the Imperial Beast Clan, how have you been …"
Less than three feet away from Shi Nansha's frightened face, Fang Xing sneered in a low voice, his eyes glinting with a murderous light.
"You …"
Shi Nansha almost cried out in shock, but Fang Xing did not even listen to him. He raised his hand and slapped Shi Nansha's forehead.
Others might be able to live, but not you …
Traitors must die!
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