The flying vessel pierced through the air.
Yu Nichang stood alone on the deck, the atmosphere gloomy.
As for the servants of the main hall, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
They were afraid that the despairing palace master would grab them and kill them to vent his anger.
"My condolences, palace master! Calm down … "
Fang Xian sighed and went forward to console her.
"Condolences? Haha … When I was five, Yamaraja massacred the small city where my family lived just to forge an artifact. All of my friends and family had their souls extracted and refined into materials … "
"When I was eighteen, I wanted to leave Kunlun and go to Da Qian to join a righteous sect, but Xue Kai Jin took a fancy to me and kidnapped me to become a disciple of the Devil Palace … That Yamaraja became my senior!"
"Alright … My master was up to no good. I accepted my fate and only wanted to fight to the death … But my enemy became a True Monarch …"
"Condolences? How do you want me to condolences? How? I want revenge! I want revenge! "
Yu Nichang seemed to have gone mad. With a wave of her hand, a Blood Flame Flying Trident flew out and flew back to Kunlun Devil Palace.
She had stayed in the Devil Palace for a long time and cultivated demonic arts, so her personality was extreme.
Right now, she was probably in a trance and her mind was not clear.
'At least you still have some conscience and didn't kill me to vent your anger. You can still be saved …'
Fang Xian secretly cursed. With a wave of his hand, five black chains appeared and transformed into a strange hand that was covered with black scales. Between the fingers, there were webs of flesh connecting them. It swatted Yu Nichang down like it was swatting a fly. He shouted, "Stay calm, don't be disturbed by your inner demons!"
Yu Nichang was a true disciple after all. She calmed down a little and immediately closed her eyes to meditate.
After a long time, she opened her eyes and stared at Fang Xian, "You are definitely not an ordinary Devil Palace disciple. Yu Xuanji is probably a fake name?"
Could an ordinary divine-tier cultivator suppress a Gold Pill?
"Of course not. You don't need to know who I am. I only have one question for you. Do you want revenge?"
Fang Xian was wearing a mask and his skin was extremely thick. He was not afraid of Yu Nichang's piercing gaze and asked with a smile.
"Of course I want to. As long as I can get revenge, I can even sell my life to you. But can you do it?"
Yu Nichang glanced at Fang Xian provocatively.
"Of course I can … For example, right now … you're being watched. Listen to me, head to the Kunlun border at full speed!" Fang Xian shouted.
"It's Cyanobacteria Ciliata, and Hyun Xuanzi, as well as Flying Rainbow, Stormy Waves, Yuan Gu, River Of Blood, and Hateful Heavens. Defeated fools want to capture me to curry favor with Yamaraja?"
Yu Nichang sneered, "Ptooey!"
"What are you waiting for?"
Fang Xian frowned. He immediately seized control of the airship and rushed to the border at full speed.
"You're a disciple of one of Middle Earth's great sects. You want to kidnap me?"
Yu Nichang rolled her eyes and suddenly giggled, "If it was before, I would've let you kidnap me … Unfortunately, ever since I became a direct disciple, my damned master has placed a seal on me. I can't leave Kunlun."
"Noisy!"
Fang Xian turned a deaf ear to her and called for his avatar to converge.
He was currently only a divine-tier cultivator. Even with Yu Nichang, he would not be able to run far before the seven Gold Pill cultivators caught up to him.
Although he could kill them with a wave of his hand, trash still had its value.
"I'm just planning to escape to the border and kill them."
Fang Xian replied indifferently and chanted the Great Heavenly Demon Curse.
Countless Heavenly Demons fell and were devoured by an invisible whirlpool, turning into large amounts of pure vitality that poured into the airship.
The airship was originally just an ordinary mystic artifact, but now, it was as if it had eaten a complete tonic — it had gone berserk!
This evil technique had another name in the Kunlun Devil Palace — Heavenly Demon Disintegration. It could be used by both humans and mystic artifacts.
However, humans would die the moment they used it, and mystic artifacts would be destroyed the moment they used it.
With the help of the vitality, the airship's speed increased. However, the Seven Demon Scions also used their mystic arts and chased relentlessly.
"This … the Great Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art can be used like this without any backlash? How is that possible? "
Yu Nichang's eyes lit up as she watched.
Fang Xian ignored her and deliberately controlled his speed, trailing far behind the Seven Demon Scions.
After twenty hours, they had crossed thousands of miles and reached the border of Kunlun.
"It's about time … I've been in the Devil Palace for three years, and I've learned about the structure of the palace. Minghe Daojun has been cultivating in seclusion, and the four Perfected Lords are the same …"
"If something happens to the true disciples of the palace, which Perfected Lord do you think will be sent out?"
Fang Xian asked indifferently.
"Yamaraja, because he just broke through and his Dharma is the strongest!" Yu Nichang answered instinctively.
"I heard that he just went to see Minghe Daojun. What do you think the Patriarch will reward him with?" Fang Xian's lips curled up.
"Perhaps … it's something that's useful to the Dharma Lord? Why do you ask? "Yu Nichang asked curiously.
"Nothing. You can send a message to the Devil Palace for help."
Fang Xian stopped the flying boat and watched as it began to fall apart. He said indifferently.
"Say that I'm being chased by the true disciples? Hehe … no one will come to save me. My Master is also in seclusion. Even if he's not, he might not be willing to go against a new Dharma Lord … "Yu Nichang answered with a bitter smile.
"No, you should tell the truth. You met a spy from an orthodox sect. That spy is only a Gold Pill, but he killed seven true disciples in a row! You're no match for him, so you can only ask for help! "
Fang Xian said seriously.
In this way, it would probably attract some Dharma Lord over, and there was a seventy to eighty percent chance that it would be Yamaraja.
And there was a sixty to seventy percent chance that Yamaraja was carrying the newly bestowed 'Hades Spring River Styx Water'!
This was worth a gamble!
"What kind of joke is this?"
Yu Nichang thought that she had met a lunatic.
But the next moment.
Fang Xian stood in the air. With a wave of his hand, the Fire Dragon Sword flew over with the Great Sun True Yang Pill and was swallowed by him.
Then, he looked at the seven rays of light chasing behind him. He formed a sword with his fingers and stabbed out with sword Qi!
Whoosh!
He did not bully anyone. He used the 'Nanming Li Fire Sword Technique'.
But with the Dharmic powers of the Great Sun True Yang Pill, this sword technique, coupled with his top-notch swordsmanship of 'Broken Sword Gleam', 'Thunderous Sword Sound', 'Flying Sword Psychic', and the Fire Dragon Sword, he was already at the peak of this realm's Gold Pill!
The Sword Qi suddenly elongated and turned into a streak of light that was hundreds of feet long, piercing through one of the flying boats.
Kaboom!
The flying boat, along with a true disciple of the Demon Sect, Gold Pill, exploded into a ball of flames in an instant.
"It's an orthodox sword immortal!"
"Quick! Form a formation together! "
"Send the signal!"
Cyanobacteria Ciliata and Hyun Xuanzi yelled. They first put up layers of protection around themselves. This was a necessary measure to deal with sword immortals.
But just as the two true disciples finished casting their Dharma spells and took out their Dharma treasures, they saw four balls of flames explode in the sky.
The true disciples and servants of Flying Rainbow, Stormy Waves, Yuan Gu, River Of Blood, and Heaven Abhorrence Palaces were all annihilated!
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