Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 901

[Chapter 899: Fighting (Additional chapters, please give me a monthly ticket)]

“Fellow Daoist… you are so arrogant.”

When Qingxu boy heard this, a trace of anger flashed across his face.

We are all Mahayana cultivators. Even though the combat power of a Mahayana cultivator can have a great impact on the battle situation, it is not an excuse for the other party to act so recklessly.

What’s more, there is still a hint of pride in his heart.

After all, he is a four-tribulation Mahayana, and is in charge of a rare treasure from the immortal palace. He might have some thoughts of taking advantage of his seniority.

“I can kill Wu Xing Zi as I please, but I have to protect the reputation of Meng Lao Gui after his death. In the final analysis, it is all for the sake of the face of a Mahayana cultivator… hehe.”

Fang Xi sneered and raised his hand.

A head and a magic weapon emerged from the storage ring.

One of the heads was a huge rhinoceros head. Even though it was dead, it still exuded a hint of demonic energy and carried a ferocious look. It was naturally the head of Patriarch Wangyue.

The other magic weapon was a black seal with a crack on the surface. It was exactly Meng Laogui’s life magic weapon!
“Meng Laogui!?”

Che Xuanyuan and Bu Dacheng were both shocked when they saw this scene: “This… this…”

“The Mahayana behind Qing Hezi, could it be you? No… that’s not right… why doesn’t this date match? Could it be that you are not a newly promoted Mahayana?”

When Qingxu Tongzi saw Meng Laogui’s life-saving magic weapon, he immediately understood many things.

It’s just that Fang Xi should have been promoted to Mahayana recently, but he killed Old Ghost Meng before that, which made him a little confused.

“I am Qing Hezi!”

Fang Xi put his hands behind his back and said, “If old man Meng dares to attack me, he will not only die, but also be ruined, and all his future disciples will be implicated!”

“Amitabha……”

When Vajra saw this scene, the Buddhist beads in his hand couldn’t help but spin rapidly.

He only knew that Fang Xi killed the ancestor Wangyue, but he didn’t expect that the other party had actually played a big trick in secret.

It was actually this person who was responsible for the death of Meng Laogui!

“Killing two Mahayana cultivators in a row… I’m afraid your talent can be compared to Emperor Yi.”

The Bu surnamed Mahayana’s eyes flashed, and he exclaimed: “I think that both Meng Laogui and Wu Xingzi should be severely punished!”

He actually wanted to support Taoist Master Fang Xian, but he didn’t expect that Old Ghost Meng was so shameless.

Once a big mistake has been made, there is nothing that can be done.

Seeing Fang Xi showing his strength again, he immediately expressed his attitude.

Being able to kill one Mahayana cultivator could be attributed to chance, but killing two in a row could no longer be explained by luck or a trap.

“Alas… You will suffer the consequences if you bring trouble upon yourself.”

Che Xuanyuan looked at Meng Laogui’s incomplete magic weapon and smiled bitterly with helplessness.

“Okay, fellow Taoist, you really have a good method.”

Qingxu Tongzi’s expression turned cold: “Even so, if I still don’t agree, what can I do?”

“Those who follow my will will prosper, and those who go against my will will perish…”

Fang Xi seemed to be describing a very ordinary matter: “Why, Qingxu boy, do you want to fight me?”

“I was just about to try out Daoyou’s method.”

A huge cattail leaf fan appeared in the hand of the Qingxu boy, and gusts of strange yellow wind emerged.

“etc!”

Che Xuanyuan was immediately horrified: “We are all pillars of the human race, how can we easily take action? Even if we take action, I am afraid that we will destroy this city before the demons and aliens come to attack us.”

“That’s not necessary…”

The Mahayana monk surnamed Bu said, “I have a treasure from the cave called the ‘Two Worlds Banner’. The void inside it is extremely solid and can withstand the power of a Mahayana monk. How about asking you two fellow Taoists to move to the Bu Banner and fight again?”

“Can!”

Fang Xi agreed immediately.

No matter what plan this Bu Dacheng had, he would never be trapped with the Treasure Mirror of the Heavens in his possession, let alone fall into a desperate situation where he was doomed to die.

“Haha, great, please!”

The Mahayana monk named Bu took out a small banner.

The banner was green in color and was originally only the size of a palm. After a stream of his immortal energy was injected into it, it immediately expanded rapidly.

The banner was glowing with fluorescent light, and stars appeared one after another.

Countless phoenix seal characters flashed out and condensed with each other to form one restriction after another.

Above the banner, a silver vortex emerged, emitting powerful void fluctuations. It was obviously an extremely good treasure from the cave.

“What a pity… after going to the fairyland, he is still useless!”

Fang Xi took a quick glance, complained in his heart, and took the initiative to enter.

Swish!
The world changes instantly!

As far as the eye can see, clear air rises and turbid air descends, with a platinum-like continent in the middle, and sword peaks made entirely of gold and iron rising abruptly and reaching straight into the sky.

There are sword marks on the top of the mountain.

Along with the fluctuations in the void, several other Mahayana monks and Vajra also walked in.

“This place is for me to sharpen my sword. There are no living creatures here. You two fellow Taoists can do whatever you want.”

The Mahayana monk surnamed Bu said solemnly.

“That’s great.”

The boy Qingxu looked around, and the palm-leaf fan in his hand flashed with light. The rays of light were mighty and emitted terrifying fluctuations of the level of rare treasures from the immortal palace.

If he didn’t have the rare treasure of the Immortal Palace, the ‘Wind and Fire Fan’ in his hand, he wouldn’t have thought of measuring Fang Xi’s magical powers.

“A complete treasure from the Immortal Palace? It’s really good…”

When Fang Xi saw this, he nodded in his heart.

Seeing this fan reminded him of the “Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan”. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of this rare treasure from the fairy palace was unknown.

Even the Holy Fire Cult in the human world had been wiped out long ago, and the clues had been lost for who knows how many years…

And for him now, a rare treasure from the immortal palace can no longer change the overall situation.

In fact, in terms of lifespan, the one that Fang Xi, the Phantom God of Civil War, fears the least is the Mahayana of the human race!
“Please!”

He chuckled, and the fifth-generation Qinghe Sword appeared in his hand.

The Mahayana-level immortal energy directly transformed into a section of the sword body on the Qinghe Sword, and perfectly merged with the last sword tip to form a long sword shaped like a green leaf.

“This sword…”

When Jin Gangzi saw the Qinghe Sword in Fang Xi’s hand, he was moved: “It seems to have something to do with Chang Qingzi and the Sword Sect…”

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Qingxu boy knew that Fang Xi was a ruthless man who had killed two Mahayana masters, so he did not dare to be careless when making his move.

Above the wind and fire fan, a hazy yellow glow flickered, and groups of strange winds emerged and swept towards Fang Xi.

“cut!”

Fang Xi was also not polite to Qingxu boy, and slashed directly with the fifth-generation Qinghe sword.

An emerald sword light swept across, with the power of the wood attribute law within it, flashing with brilliance.

Puff!
The green thread penetrated the strange yellow wind.

Blue and yellow continued to entangle, occupying a large area of the sky.

Occasionally, a bit of residual power would fall, and a mountain of gold and iron would collapse with a loud bang, causing the Mahayana monk surnamed Bu to change his expression slightly.

After the light faded away, the void slowly closed.

The previous attack from the two of them seemed to be evenly matched.

But Che Xuanyuan took a breath of cold air.

He naturally knew the difference between possessing a complete immortal palace and possessing rare treasures and being an ordinary Mahayana cultivator.

Qingxu boy has tried his best, and even with the help of the rare treasures from the Immortal Palace, he is still not as good as the incomplete rare treasures from the Immortal Palace in Fang Xi’s hand.

This can only mean that the gap in strength between the two sides is too big!
After all, the increase in the power of the law by a complete Immortal Mansion treasure is definitely far greater than that of an incomplete one.

With such help, they were still barely tied, which only meant that the opponent’s magical power was far superior to Qingxu Tongzi!
“It’s not over yet!”

Qingxu boy kept chanting complicated and difficult spells, and the “Wind and Fire Fan” flashed with light and suddenly became extremely huge.

Then, he slapped it hard.

Another strange green wind is coming!

This strange wind was surprisingly similar to the wind disaster during the Mahayana disaster, but its power was far greater, and it shattered the void layer by layer.

Then, in the strange green wind, wisps of yellow flames emerged.

The fire was originally just a few flames, but with the help of the wind, it suddenly became extremely violent.

“The wind of the heavens? The fire of the immortal flames?”

The Mahayana monk surnamed Bu and Che Xuanyuan looked at each other, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

Whether it is the ‘Tian Gang Wind’ or the ‘Xian Yan Fire’, they are both legendary things from the fairyland. The wind helps the fire, causing the power of the Xian Yan Fire to increase dramatically. Even Mahayana cultivators are unwilling to get even a little bit of it.

“snort!”

Facing the green Tiangang wind and the bright yellow Xianyan fire, Fang Xi snorted coldly, and a platinum color appeared on his body.

A ‘real body of the celestial demon’ gathered behind him, and with the five fingers of a huge hand together, it threw a punch!
Puff!
Wherever the fist wind passed, the void was shattered, causing the fire of the immortal flame to tremble violently, and then it began to extinguish.

He flicked his ten fingers together, and rays of Taiyi Qingmu divine light flew out, transforming into huge blue-red swords. They were arranged in a mysterious trajectory in the void, suddenly forming a large formation, and fell down with a bang!

The giant swords transformed from the Taiyi Qingmu divine light were like pillars of heaven, standing around the Qingxu boy.

The green Tiangang wind blew on the giant sword, leaving only deep marks, but soon the giant sword returned to its original state with a flash of green light.

“Sword formation?”

“This formation…I’m afraid it’s already at the eighth level, or even quasi-ninth level?”

Jin Gangzi secretly broke into a cold sweat for Qingxu Tongzi.

Originally, he had no right to interfere in the battle between Mahayana monks, but if the highest combat force of the human race suffered heavy casualties, the demon race and the alien races would probably be laughed to death.

Fang Xi ignored all this and held high the Fifth Generation Qinghe Sword.

On the cyan sword body, silver phoenix seal characters appeared one after another, and strands of silver-white light turned into a small sword mixed with cyan and silver-white. Suddenly, the sword was slashed out!
Countless phoenix seal characters flashed around the small sword, and suddenly disappeared.

Swoosh!
The sword flashed, and it appeared behind Qingxu Boy.

The boy Qingxu was surrounded by green light, and the defensive light curtain formed by many treasures was actually penetrated directly like a phantom.

This terrifying attainment in the void made Qingxu boy’s face change drastically.

The small sword, a mixture of blue and silver, suddenly slashed, and a strong storm swept over, engulfing him…

“Sword formation, fall!”

Fang Xi made a hand gesture, and the huge sword formation transformed by the Taiyi Qingmu divine light also gathered towards the center.

Puff!

The terrifying sword energy roared, piercing through the giant iron mountain and the continent, and even piercing through the pure air and the turbid air…

“This old man’s magic weapon!?”

When the Mahayana monk surnamed Bu saw this scene, he couldn’t help but let out a cry of surprise.

(End of this chapter)