"This … is definitely a peerless Sword Immortal from the orthodox Xuanmen Sect!"
"Who are you? Sanxiao Monk? Ascetic Dhuta? Or Jingxu Householder? "
Cyanobacteria Ciliata and Hyun Xuanzi yelled. They cast their demonic secret techniques and added layers of protection around themselves, as if that was the only way they could feel at ease.
As for escaping?
They would not do such a stupid thing. Were they out of their minds to compete with a Sword Immortal using Sword Escape?
"None of you … Can you die now?"
Fang Xian stood in the air, seemingly ready to strike again.
Seeing this, Cyanobacteria Ciliata immediately took out his trump card. This treasure was called the Mystic Yin Demon Gathering Flag. It was an upgraded version of Fang Xian's Five Demons Flag. It was already a Dharma treasure with twenty Heavenly Spirit Seals.
At this moment, he shook it with all his might and chanted incantations. Gods and demons jumped out of the flag and protected the two of them.
Hyun Xuanzi gave up on defense. He held a gourd and kept setting up Thunder Pearls around the two of them.
These Thunder Pearls were black and swarthy. They were the Nine Child Mother Mystic Demonic Thunder. They were best at polluting Dharma treasures and would explode with a touch.
To be able to force the Demon Sect's true disciples, who were scheming against each other, to join forces against the enemy, it was enough to show how shocked Fang Xian was.
"Not bad. Ordinary Gold Pill Sword Immortals really can't take you down …"
Fang Xian expressed his seriousness. He hid the Invisible Needle in the Nanming Li Fire Sword Qi and waved it gently.
Poof!
The originally earth-shattering sword light suddenly became indistinct.
As it slashed, the surrounding Thunder Pearls and Mystic Yin Demon Gathering Flag did not move at all. However, Cyanobacteria Ciliata and Hyun Xuanzi were cut in half together with the Gold Pill.
"Miss Yu …"
After doing all this, Fang Xian turned around and looked at Yu Nichang.
At this moment, Yu Nichang's entire body emitted a bloody light. She controlled the bloody flame trident and stabbed the last boy on her flying boat to death. It seemed to be that Zheng Yin. He died with his eyes wide open.
After doing all this, she turned around with a smile and said, "I believe you … Since I believe you, these disciples can't be left alive …"
"Alright!"
Fang Xian gazed deeply at Yu Nichang. "Send a signal … If I get what I want and become a True Monarch in the future, I will definitely kill those two people for you!"
If he could become a Dharma Adept, killing two Perfected Lords of the Demonic Sect would be as easy as killing two dogs.
"It's already been sent. In fact, the Life Lamps of the seven true disciples have been extinguished. I'm afraid that the Kunlun Devil Palace has been turned upside down. Are you sure you didn't send them any message just now?"
"I'm fast …"
Fang Xian said, "Besides … Even if they send something back, I, Yu Xuanji, won't be the unlucky one!"
Yu Nichang was speechless.
…
As it turned out, the Dharma Adept came very quickly.
The speed of a Gold Pill cultivator was about 500 kilometers in two hours. It took 20 hours for Fang Xian and the Seven Disciples of the Demonic Sect to reach the Kunlun Devil Palace.
However, the pressure of a Dharma Adept had already enveloped them in less than an hour!
Yu Nichang had already fled far away, leaving only Fang Xian to wait where he was.
Of course, he was not a fool. With the help of the Invisible Needle, he had already hidden himself and hid at the side.
Not long after, an overwhelming pressure enveloped them. A black-robed man appeared in mid-air out of nowhere.
The bridge of his nose was slightly high, and his skin was sickly pale. His every move was filled with a strange magic.
'It's just as Yu Nichang described. It's Yamaraja!'
Fang Xian's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the person, searching for the storage bag.
However, his aura was hazy and completely hidden.
"Who is it? Who killed the seven legacy disciples of the Devil Palace? "
"Yu Nichang? It's impossible for that woman to do it. She sent a message saying that there's a spy from the righteous sects? Where is she? Or is she dead? "
Yamaraja instinctively scanned the surroundings with his Divine Consciousness but to no avail.
"Now's the time!"
Fang Xian felt that he was in a very strange state at the moment.
His body was clearly ready to attack, but his mind was blank. He did not have the slightest intention to attack.
All of a sudden.
In the void, a streak of Great Void Invisible Sword Qi appeared, slashing straight at Yama Luo's right hand, a finger with an ancient white ring on it!
Fast! Fast! Fast!
Everything happened so fast that it was beyond imagination!
How sharp was the Invisible Needle? If it was a normal flying sword, it might not be able to kill this Perfected Cultivator's body. However, under the attack of the Invisible Sword Qi, the finger fell right away. A figure appeared, snatched the ring and ran.
"Who dares to hurt me?"
Yama Luo roared angrily. That finger directly flew to the wound, and strands of flesh grew and healed, unexpectedly recovering to its original state in an instant!
At this stage, a cultivator was no longer a normal body of flesh and blood. There was no such thing as a weak point.
This was also the reason why Fang Xian did not think of killing this person with a sneak attack.
After his attack succeeded, Fang Xian did not hesitate and turned into a sword light to escape.
"Still want to run?"
As Yamaraja roared, a Dharma Form appeared.
The Dharma Form was the heart. How fast could it be?
The moment Fang Xian succeeded and the finger flew back, a Dharma Form appeared in the world!
It was unknown which Fiendgod this Dharma Idol belonged to. It stood tall in the sky, and a greenish-black arm stretched out. Flesh and blood grew on it, turning into many arms that looked like those of a baby. The arms exploded and healed, forming a giant hand that covered the sky. Then, it slammed down!
Boom!
Within a radius of dozens of miles, the ground caved in and a gigantic palm print appeared.
Countless cracks extended outwards and shook …
Ding!
A clear sword hum could be heard.
An incomparably sharp sword light drilled out from the back of the gigantic hand and flashed across the sky.
"Ahh!"
The gigantic Dharma Form roared angrily and the world turned dark.
However, Yamaraja did not chase after it. Instead, he looked at his palm. "What sword was that? How could it injure my Dharma Form?"
Although the Dharma Form was not as sturdy as the Indestructible Essence Spirit, there were few things in this world that could injure it!
Earlier on, he felt a sharp pain in his Dharma Form hand, as if it had been pierced by a needle and his soul was injured.
After all, the core of the Dharma Form was the cultivator's soul!
The Invisible Needle was extremely poisonous and could even injure one's soul.
Of course, with the sturdiness of the Dharma Form, a normal Gold Pill cultivator would not be able to pierce through its skin even with the Invisible Needle.
However, Fang Xian was not a normal Gold Pill cultivator!
Yamaraja did not know how powerful the Invisible Needle was. He only felt his heart palpitate, as if he was facing a calamity and was in danger of dying!
Not only that, the needle-sized wound on the Dharma Form could not be healed. Instead, it seemed to be getting worse!
…
In the sky, Fang Xian had become one with the needle. Like a bolt of lightning, he left the battlefield in an instant.
He had chosen the border of Kunlun because he wanted to escape after one attack.
However, he did not expect that he would still be able to fight against Yamaraja's Dharma Form hand. At this moment, there was not a single part of his body that did not hurt. The surface of the Great Sun True Yang Pill actually had cracks on it!
If he was a normal Gold Pill cultivator, he would have been seriously injured and his Dao foundation would have been damaged. There was no hope for him to advance any further!
"Luckily, it's not my Natal Gold Pill …"
Fang Xian sighed. "It seems that the last sword attack was too powerful. Even the Gold Pill could not withstand it … Eh? Why do I feel like my fate with the Invisible Needle has disappeared? "
"Impossible, unless I helped Yu Nichang take revenge, how could it be possible? Wait … Yamaraja's Dharma Form was injured by my Invisible Needle, which means his soul was injured. Is there no way to cure it? Will he have to howl for seven days and seven nights waiting for death? How can I cure the soul injury caused by the Invisible Needle … I don't know … "
"Let's wait and see what happens in the Kunlun Devil Palace in seven days … In any case, I probably won't be able to step into Kunlun until I become a Dharma Form …"
As he flew, Fang Xian was still trying to break the White Bone Ring. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound and was overjoyed. He probed it with his Divine Will.
He did not care about anything else and found a gourd of Netherworld River Styx Water. A smile appeared on his face. "Good, this trip was not in vain!"
With a thought, he took out the gourd of True Water and changed it to a different container.
Immediately after, he threw away the White Bone Ring without any hesitation.
What kind of demonic technique or precious materials were more important than his Core Formation?
It was not worth it to be tracked because of a moment of greed!
"If I do this, there will probably be Perfected Lords and Daoists who will immediately try to divine me. Even the Hundred Lives Reincarnation Technique won't be able to suppress them. The most important thing now is to form my Core immediately and use the power of reincarnation to disturb my own destiny!"
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