Fang Xing was extremely depressed. This time, it was a beautiful trap. He was about to kill Lv Fengxian, who dared to rob his ultimate, but he didn't expect that Lv Fengxian would escape in the end. Fang Xing didn't need to feel depressed. He kept looking up at the sky and muttered, "The gaze that came from the sky just now made me vigilant, and I lost a great opportunity to kill Lv Fengxian for nothing … Was it an illusion or real?"
He released all his Divine Senses and tried his best to sense it. However, apart from the Qi of the four Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, Shenxiu, the green donkey, Chu Ci, and the others, he only felt that there was silence in the void. The eyes that had given him a warning just now were no longer there …
The sudden warning in his heart just now seemed to be far beyond his realm and the range of his senses!
What made Fang Xing's heart sink was … Who could give him such a warning?
With his current Golden Core Mahayana Stage cultivation base, even if a Nascent Soul cultivator was not present, even a Daoist Master would not give him such a dangerous aura. In that case, who was it that made him lose his mind for a moment?
If a master really wanted to save Lv Fengxian's life, why didn't he do it directly?
With his cultivation level, if he really wanted to deal with him, he would probably not be able to escape even if he had wings, right?
Or, could it be that all of this was just his own illusion?
After thinking for a while, he couldn't find an answer. Fang Xing felt as if a big stone was pressing on his heart!
In such a short time, the crisscrossing divine light above his head had weakened slightly.
"Still want to escape?"
Fang Xing noticed it and looked up. He saw that the spiritual boat of the Taihao Lv Family had almost razed the mountains to the ground after a period of violent bombardment. However, they had almost consumed all the spiritual source, spiritual essence, and other resources on the spiritual boat. At this time, they had slowly retreated. While bombarding, they accumulated the last spiritual source, waiting for an opportunity to escape …
Unfortunately, at this time, Fang Xing, who was full of resentment, couldn't let them go so easily. He looked over coldly and saw that the divine light from the spiritual boat was no longer as fierce and dense as before. He found a gap and suddenly flew up. The two big wings of the Sword Demon curled around him, and he soared into the sky like lightning.
"Since you've saved him, you can stay!"
Boom!
With a loud yell, Fang Xing flew above the spiritual boat and stomped down on the bow of the spiritual boat with the power of a mountain. The spiritual boat which was obviously at the end of its strength shook and lost the ability to fly. Then, it fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the ground. The huge force shook the ground, and a horrifying crack appeared on the ground. The spiritual boat was surrounded by dense spiritual light, and many restrictions disappeared instantly.
"Be loyal to the Young Master …"
Deathly silence came from the spiritual boat. Then, four to five figures dashed out with their most powerful spiritual artifacts. Some of them even tried to grab Fang Xing who was in the sky with vicious expressions as if they were going to self-destruct with him in their arms.
The Taihao Lyu Family was indeed an ancient family with deep foundations. The loyalty of these servants was the first time that Fang Xing had seen such a group of loyal servants.
In order to create a chance for Lyu Fengxian to escape, they had controlled the spiritual boat to bombard the valley and suppress Fang Xing and the group of primitive species. However, they had put themselves in a situation of certain death. At this moment, the spiritual boat had been stomped onto the ground by Fang Xing from the sky, and there was no chance of survival for it. However, they still dared to come out and fight with Fang Xing in this situation …
Fang Xing looked at them coldly and pressed his palm down, and a ball of black light began to condense in his palm.
Since this group of servants were so loyal and wanted to serve the Lu Tribe to the death, he didn't mind sending them on their way!
Swoosh …
However, just as Fang Xing was about to make a move, a white shadow swept over from the ground and swallowed this group of people. Then, it flew into the sky again and coiled up into a ball. Its scarlet eyes looked at Fang Xing with malicious intent. It was the Horned White Python. At this moment, the silver lizard with two backs, the Demon Toad the size of a small hill, and even the Demon Centipede that had half of its body chopped off by Lv Fengxian revealed their enormous bodies one after another. They occupied all four directions and stared fixedly at Fang Xing …
Fang Xing had set up a trap for Lyu Fengxian to be besieged by them. Now, it was Fang Xing's turn to be besieged by them.
"Senior Brother, can we still slip away?"
Shinsyu looked worried and secretly tugged on Fang Xing's sleeve.
This monk was very smart and knew that it was not easy to escape from this encirclement!
Even Fang Xing furrowed his brows. He sneered twice, but his brows were slightly furrowed …
He was good at the Breath Concealing Technique. With the Green Mist wrapped around his body, he could almost block the perception of the Yuanying cultivators. However, this method was more useful when there were many people. If he got into the crowd, where could they find him? However, there were only him and Shinsyu in the field, and the four Surviving Species of the Untainted Land had surrounded them. Even if he used the Breath Concealing Technique, it would be difficult to avoid the perception of these Surviving Species of the Untainted Land. It could even be said that this group of guys didn't need to sense him. They would be exposed if they bombarded the void.
"That donkey can fight against the four Surviving Species. Can't I do it?"
Fang Xing rolled up his sleeves angrily and put on a posture that he was going to fight a hard battle.
"Er … Do you really want to force me to fight?"
Shinsyu's face was full of embarrassment. He hid beside Fang Xing like a thief, but he had no intention of escaping.
"Fang Jiu, I'm here to help you …"
"Two …"
Not far away, Chu Ci, who was riding the sword spirit, and Fang Xing's eldest disciple, the green donkey, also rushed over and greeted them from a distance.
"Hmph, four against four, I won't lose out …"
Fang Xing raised the ancient halberd in his hands. When Fang Xing was using it to kill Lv Fengxian, this halberd was as slippery as a loach. But now that Lv Fengxian had escaped, it seemed as though it had exhausted all of its spirituality and stopped moving like a dead object. He could now use it as an ordinary Divine Weapon. Although he had never used a long weapon before, it was still better than fighting with his bare hands.
"Quack, quack …"
The winged silver lizard let out a strange cry, as if to boost morale, and was about to make a move.
The Qi of both sides condensed, and a fierce battle was about to begin.
"Come on, come on, I'll take care of you demons …"
Fang Xing shouted and took out the small Ascending Zen Cauldron, ready to take it out to hit people when necessary.
The murderous aura had almost condensed, but at this moment, the few Surviving Species of the Untainted Land all turned their heads and looked around with confused expressions. After a while, the silver lizard with the royal bloodline suddenly cried into the air, and then glanced at Fang Xing provocatively. Suddenly, it turned its head and flew into the distance …
"They left?"
The little monk Shinsyu stared blankly at the four retreating Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, and then looked at Fang Xing with admiration. "Senior Brother, you're so powerful. You actually scared away these Surviving Species of the Untainted Land. I admire you so much …"
Not to mention him, even Chu Ci and the green donkey looked at Fang Xing with shining eyes.
How powerful and domineering was it to scare away the four Surviving Species of the Untainted Land with one sentence?
"Did I scare them away?"
Only Fang Xing stared blankly and felt slightly lost.
However, he felt that it was not that simple. Just as he was about to make the first move, a faint sound of a flute rang out. It seemed to come from the horizon, but it also seemed to be ringing right beside him. The sound of the flute was melodious, but it was very strange. Even with his perception that far surpassed his peers, he could not hear it clearly. It was as if he was hallucinating, and he could not tell if it was real or not.
This group of Surviving Species of the Untainted Land seemed to be called away by the flute sound …
"Could it be that someone can drive the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land?"
This thought flashed through Fang Xing's mind, but he was also shocked. He quickly shook his head and said to himself that it was impossible.
The Surviving Species of the Untainted Land were respected as the bloodline of the Untainted Land, and formed their own race. Even the Divine Land could only set up the Sky-trapping Formation around the Devil's Abyss, and then send many masters to guard the Devil's Abyss to prevent them from escaping. How could it be possible to drive them?
But then again, if it was really the flute sound that called away this group of Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, then the flute player seemed to be helping him …
Fang Xing carefully sensed the surroundings, but there were no clues. In the face of the worship of the little monk Shinsyu and others, he could only reluctantly agree, "Of course, they are smart. If they were a step slower, I would have broken their legs …"
…
…
The fierce battle was over, but it was also time to collect the spoils. However, Fang Xing was happy again.
He bent down and fell into the valley, turned over the layers of soil on the ground, and shouted for Shinsyu and the green donkey to help him. They lifted up the soil, scraped the ground, and rummaged through the storage bag that Lv Fengxian had dropped when he escaped. Although he failed to kill this donkey, it was enough for him. As a descendant of the Taihao Lv Family, he was beaten to the point that he only wore a pair of pants and was rescued. His spiritual boat, weapons, storage bag, and even his silver armor were all left behind.
"Two …"
Fortunately, the donkey disciple had sharp eyes. Not long after, he ran over with a storage bag in his mouth. It was the storage bag that Lv Fengxian had dropped when Fang Xing stripped off his silver armor. Fang Xing hurriedly took it and looked at it. Among the pile of elixirs and extraordinary talismans, he saw a milky white, palm-sized white jade token. The word "Jing" was engraved on it in ancient seal script.
"White Jade Token …"
With a smile, Fang Xing took the White Jade Token in his hand and looked at it over and over again.
This token was as warm as jade, and it contained a mysterious seal which was extremely difficult to forge. It was obviously a genuine White Jade Token.
This was a good thing!
The Baek Ok-kyung Saint wanted to set up a Philosophers' Daoist Field, and only geniuses from the major sects and families could enter it. The proof was this White Jade Token. If any of it was thrown into the Central Territory of the Godly Land, many families would fight for it. It was priceless …
"Okay, it's time to distribute the loot. Everyone has a share!"
Fang Xing cleared his throat and began to distribute the treasures that he had gotten this time. "Little Wife, you did a good job and made a great contribution. This White Jade Token is for you!" With a solemn expression, Fang Xing stuffed the White Jade Token into Chu Ci's hand and picked up the silver armor that had a hole in it. "This silver armor is also a good item. It's impervious to weapons, fire, and water. It can block a full-force strike from a primitive species without being damaged. It looks like it suits my disciple well. I'll give it to you and see if you can wear it …"
He gave the donkey disciple who had an expectant look on his face a piece of broken silver armor.
"The Heavenly Halberd is good. It's mine!"
"The rune stone is useful to me. It's mine too …"
"The treasures that we got from these independent cultivators are interesting. I'll confiscate them …"
After clearing his throat, he glanced at the people around him and said, "I'll keep the confiscated items …"
"I stepped on this spiritual boat, so I'll take it. Do you have any objections?"
"You can reject any objections. It's mine!"
Fang Xing clapped his hands and looked at Shinsyu, Chu Ci, and his donkey disciple with a smile. "It's done!"
Shinsyu's eyes lit up. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear his name and asked in a daze, "What about me?"
With a solemn expression, Fang Xing patted Shinsyu's shoulder and said earnestly, "Junior Brother, you have great potential, and I have high hopes for you. Money is like dirt, so don't ask anymore. As a monk, everything is meaningless. How can you let the secular world stain your refined temperament? However, I'm going to form my own team and have decided to invite you to the mountain to be my fourth master. What do you think? "
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