Chapter 232

Yun Qingmiao only felt a dizziness in her sea of consciousness.

When she came back to her senses, she saw three corpses falling from mid-air.

"This... what happened?"

She looked blankly at the Twelfth Elder who was equally blank beside her.

They were able to survive mainly thanks to Fang Xing.

Because in his eyes, Foundation Establishment cultivators are now ants, not high-rank cultivators, so he didn't reward anyone with a palm strike.

Otherwise, today, the Yun family could have announced their destruction.

Swish!

As if just reacting, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had gathered before scattered like birds and beasts, each fleeing for their lives.

They were originally just hindered by the Profound Heaven Sect's decree to fight a favorable battle.

When people were about to die, the first choice was definitely to flee.

After all... the immortal path values self-interest!

Fang Xing couldn't be bothered with these ants, but instead looked at Huo Moqing: "You are not bad, very not bad..."

Although it was just a greeting, the other party took his palm strike lightly, which counts as having some ability!

Sure enough, those who come out of the Profound Heaven Sect are different!

"Rank 3 High Grade body cultivator... quasi-Rank 4 divine sense attack method, and it's large-scale... Are you the protector of that Immortal Jin Dan? Which force?"

Huo Moqing stared at Fang Xing: "Among the eight major Nascent Soul sects of Great Jing, there shouldn't be you... So it's a secret single-line inheritance?"

There are countless opportunities in the cultivation world, and anything can happen.

Even the eight Nascent Soul sects have undergone changes in history.

Huo Moqing even knew that the Great Jing cultivation world once produced several Nascent Soul loose cultivators who did not open sects or cultivation families, but chose master-disciple inheritance, and even only accepted one or two people per generation, forming a special hidden inheritance.

"Or... from the side of the Vast Sea?"

He is not a person who sits in a well and looks at the sky. He also knows the cultivation world on the Vast Sea side, and even more knows that the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator can initially touch the power of the void.

And in the sect's secret classics, it is recorded that void storms suddenly descended, tearing the void and bringing several cultivators to a place hundreds of millions of miles away!

Although in such matters, the probability of cultivators dying in void storms is greater.

But there are also lucky survivors. Such cultivators often have great luck, and later go very far on the path of cultivation.

'The more this is the case, the more I must kill!'

Huo Moqing looked at the cultivators who were fleeing, a ferocious smile appearing on his face, and his hands suddenly formed seals.

"Ah!"

At a spiritual vein node, a Yun family disciple who was responsible for guarding a formation flag suddenly screamed: "It... it is frantically absorbing my mana, my foundation is about to be destroyed..."

Before the words fell, his Qi Sea Dantian was damaged, and the whole person seemed to have aged ten years.

Not only that, after the mana was exhausted, the suction in the formation did not dissipate, frantically devouring this person's essence and blood, turning him into a dried corpse.

The same scene happened at the locations where various formation flags and formation plates were arranged.

To please Elder Jin Liu, the original Yun family and Daluo Alliance cultivators sent elite disciples and even Foundation Establishment cultivators to be responsible for guarding various formation nodes, and even actively injected mana to reduce spiritual stone consumption.

As a result, they have all become sacrifices!

Accompanied by the passing of a large amount of life, the bright moon above the firmament was also stained with a layer of blood color.

"Hmm?"

Fang Xing suddenly noticed that the mist churning around him carried a trace of blood color.

A Foundation Establishment spiritual light rushed into the formation, but was corroded in the blink of an eye, turning into a pool of liquid.

A spiritual tool fell, its spiritual light dimming in mid-air, and it disintegrated with a bang.

"This is... a demonic formation?"

Yun Qingmiao, who was fleeing, seemed to think of something, her face changing: "Not good... this is not the gate of life that person explained before, but... the gate of death!"

The next moment, a ball of thick fog rolled, sweeping her into it.

At the moment of Yun Qingmiao's death, a trace of regret appeared on her pretty face: "That person... is definitely not Elder Jin!"

Chirp, chirp!

The scarlet thick fog rolled, swallowing a large number of Yun family, Daluo Alliance, and even loose cultivators.

In an instant, the Three Python Mountains turned from an immortal blessed land into a ghost realm!

"Demonic formation? Quasi-Rank 4 formation? Seems to be still lacking..."

Fang Xing looked at his surroundings and sighed.

"You are somewhat beyond my expectations. I cannot help but use my full strength."

Huo Moqing sighed, and a white bone magic banner appeared abruptly in his hand.

This banner uses white bones as the pole and animal skin as the banner, with countless ferocious souls rolling and screaming on it.

At this time, with a light wave, countless living souls appeared between heaven and earth, rushing to throw themselves into this banner.

Within those souls, Fang Xing also saw several faces he had just seen, including Jin Dan cultivators like Luo Tian.

"This 'Ten Thousand Soul Banner' of mine is both a magic treasure and a formation treasure... Combined with the Rank 3 High Grade grand formation outside, its power can go to a higher level! Approaching the quasi-Rank 4 level!"

Huo Moqing stretched out his hand with great affection, stroking his white bone banner pole: "With the help of so many cultivators' essence and blood from this place, the power of my magic treasure will surely advance further... Aren't you worried about your junior? He just formed the Jin Dan and may not be able to withstand the power of my Ten Thousand Soul Blood-Transforming Grand Formation!"

Before the words fell, a large amount of viscous red mist had already eroded toward the peaks of various mountains.

Outside Fang Xing's cave dwelling, the disguise of that quasi-Rank 3 formation was constantly corroded, and finally shattered with a bang.

Clatter!

A layer of azure water waves appeared, constantly entangling with the scarlet mist, actually resulting in a stalemate.

"Quasi-Rank 4 formation?"

A trace of dread appeared on Huo Moqing's face: "You really have an extraordinary background..."

His heart moved, and he suddenly thought of his own mission. He had originally learned that the other party had just formed the Jin Dan, and there was no suspicion in his heart at all.

After all, how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator kill Zhou Shidi Shi.

But if you add this protector, it's different.

"Was my junior killed by you?"

Huo Moqing's heart was burning. He led the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and the power of the grand formation fell with a bang. From the banner surface, one after another ferocious ghosts jumped out. They had green faces and fangs, and each one was actually at the Rank 3 level!

Fang Xing closed his five fingers, and golden divine mountains appeared in the void.

The divine mountains suppressed the prison, crushing the ferocious ghosts!

This cultivator gave him a feeling that was very different from the weaklings he had encountered before.

Not only could he withstand his martial Dao will, but he also had formations and top-grade magic treasures.

'Sure enough... sometimes the distance between Jin Dan cultivators is further than heaven and earth... Is this person a real Rank 7 combat power?'

'If I don't use the trump card of the Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm, then I only have the certainty of winning if I break through to the Jin Gang realm on the spot, or comprehend the third simplified style of the Tathagata Divine Palm after the Covering Heaven Hand and Mount Wuzhi.'

Fang Xing was wearing the Ten Thousand Beast Armor and holding a ghost-head saber, thinking secretly.

These two magic treasures actually couldn't keep up with the pace of his progress, but they were still a help.

'Forget it... I'll just play with him casually... When the cultivation avatar comes out of seclusion, it will be a real Rank 8 combat power, and I'll just chop him with one sword.'

At this thought, Fang Xing injected mana into the ghost-head saber, causing the ghost head on the saber to roar.

Then, together with his martial Dao will, he rushed toward Huo Moqing mightily: "I've killed many people, which one is your junior?"

Swish!

Fang Xing raised his saber and fell, beheading a Rank 3 ferocious ghost.

Ghost God Saber—Slaying Ghosts and Gods, now slaying ferocious ghosts, can be considered appropriate.

A drop of blood appeared between Huo Moqing's brows, turning into a bloodstain.

Two demonic lights appeared in his eyes, but his face still maintained the appearance of Jin Liu before: "Mo Yun Immortal City!"

"Haha... so that's how it is."

Fang Xing laughed loudly, the ten thousand beasts on his Ten Thousand Beast Armor roared in unison, and he took a step. The void seemed to turn into a solid step at this moment, and he borrowed the force to rush forward, arriving in front of Huo Moqing, holding the saber with both hands, and slashing down with a bang.

Huo Moqing revealed a smile: "It really is you!"

He flicked his finger, and a crystal-like round shield appeared, which was actually another Rank 3 High Grade magic treasure.

The crystal round shield steadily blocked the ghost-head saber, sparking a string of sparks.

Not only that, Fang Xing felt an extreme coldness along the blade and handle... all the way to his palm.

Seeing this, the joy on Huo Moqing's face grew stronger.

This "Mysterious Ice Shield" of his was refined from ten-thousand-year mysterious ice from the East Sea, and internally refined with "Deep Sea Ghost Flame"!

This flame is cold in nature and is listed as one of the top ten cold flames of Great Jing. Although it is ranked at the end, even if a Jin Dan cultivator touches a trace of it, their dharma body will be frozen stiff.

Relying on this hand, he had secretly killed many opposing cultivators.

But soon, the smile on Huo Moqing's face froze.

"Indeed cold..."

Fang Xing nodded, and the tiger-head saber slashed down again, as if the previous coldness had no effect on him at all.

Huo Moqing's face was gloomy, his figure like willow catkins, flying backward, and he scattered a handful of talismans.

Various colorful radiances formed a defense, which was split in two by Fang Xing's saber.

But immediately, he frowned.

Because two ghost claws suddenly appeared behind him!

It was the ferocious ghosts from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner before, which had already broken free from the suppression of the "Mount Wuzhi" at some point. The green-black ghost claws fiercely pressed on the Ten Thousand Beast Armor, leaving two pitch-black ferocious palm prints.

Huo Moqing himself condensed a Jin Dan true essence shield, shrouding himself within it, and the "Mysterious Ice Shield" and "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" magic treasures were floating on the outside.

Seeing Fang Xing, who was fiercely unreasonable, his originally gloomy face carried a trace of softness: "What a strong physique... If taken to refine a corpse, I think the corpse-refining department of our sect will be very happy."

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"Must solve this person as soon as possible, and then kill that Jin Dan cultivator... otherwise the people of the Profound Heaven Sect will be here soon."

At this thought, Huo Moqing no longer hid his secrets and touched his crown.

In the flashing green light, the "Jiuying Pearl" flew out.

"Go!"

He chanted complex and tongue-twisting incantations, and several drops of essence blood, accompanied by mana, were injected into the "Jiuying Pearl" together.

The Jiuying Pearl suddenly shone brightly, turning into a green meteor, instantly hitting Fang Xing!

Fang Xing's face changed, the Ten Thousand Beast Armor on his chest cracked inch by inch, revealing a chest emitting a layer of golden light.

Bang!

He was hit and flew like a cannonball, heavily smashing into the mountain peak, revealing a huge pit.

"Another top-grade magic treasure... no, it seems stronger."

Fang Xing wiped the corner of his mouth, circulated the "Dragon Elephant Jin Gang Indestructible Divine Ability" all over his body, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

"A good body cultivator, unfortunately, there won't be a next time."

Huo Moqing's eyes were cold, and his hands formed seals.

From the "Jiuying Pearl," a roar like a baby's cry suddenly came out...