Cultivating Immortality in a Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts - Chapter 895

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Most of the monks recognize each other by their magic aura.

As long as Fang Xi did not deliberately cover it up, other high-level monks would naturally not admit their mistake.

The fortune teller felt a familiar aura approaching, but when he looked closely, he saw a young man in green robes, followed by two gold-armored monks, strolling over.

However, the aura lingering on the young man’s body made him feel familiar, but also a little strange.

The deep and abyss-like mana fluctuations made the fortune teller even more frightened: “Mahayana…impossible…how could that mere junior back then break through from returning to the void to the Mahayana realm in just a few hundred years?”

“Even the most talented

person in the history of the human race would never be able to do this…” “Is it possible that I’m blinded by this, or is it that the law of hidden time is prohibited here, and tens of thousands of years have passed in the outside world?”

Although Fang Xi is now showing his true face He showed others, but in the eyes of the fortune teller, he was the ‘ancestor of the Wang family’ back then.

At this time, it is inevitable to be hit and doubt about life.

“How long…have I been imprisoned?”

The fortune teller looked at Fang Xi and couldn’t help but ask.

“Less than five hundred years…”

Fang Xi’s lips curved: “I am here today to fulfill my promise and rescue my fellow Taoist… However, the feathers of the true spirit phoenix that my fellow Taoist promised before are far from enough… …”

The divine fortune teller: “…”

After a moment of silence, he still showed his shadow with his calculations and gossip, and then bowed deeply: “Senior, I would like to ask for your instructions, I will not hesitate to do so…”

As an immortal cultivator, he is also a native of the earthly immortal world. , the divine fortune teller maintained a very upright posture in front of the cultivators of higher realms.

“Very good, do you know that the outside world has already become a mess…”

Fang Xi briefly introduced the invasion of the alien alliance and the war between the four races, which made the fortune teller look extremely pale: “I have only been trapped for hundreds of years. The outside world has turned upside down…”

“Now that I am about to go out and decide the world, I still lack a military advisor…” Fang Xi said leisurely.

“I dare to ask…”

The fortune teller asked cautiously: “Which side are you going to help, senior?”

The addition of a Mahayana monk was enough to reverse the war situation in some areas.

Although Fang Xi appears to be a human race, the environment of Skyfall Island is unique. In the past, humans, monsters, demons, and many alien races lived in harmony.

Only when someone arrives does a bloody storm begin.

At this time, Fang Xi’s attitude made the fortune teller very uncertain.

Apart from anything else, although the two guards behind Fang Xi looked like humans, they also had a strange aura that made the fortune teller think…

If this Mahayana is willing to join, no matter whether they are monsters or aliens, they will definitely sweep the bed. Waiting for.

Although the fortune teller wants to regain his freedom, he is unwilling to work for a foreign race.

“Of course it’s the human race! After all, I am also from the human race… It’s just that there are many dead branches and leaves in the human race in the fairy world that need to be pruned.”

Fang Xi smiled and said words with unlimited murderous intent.

The fortune teller seemed not to have heard, and said respectfully: “In that case, I am willing to do my best…”

“Good!”

The fifth-generation Qinghe sword appeared in Fang Xi’s hand, and the power of the wood attribute law condensed and turned into a round Sword light.

The magic power of the Mahayana stage spilled out without reservation, which made the fortune teller shocked: “Such power seems to be much greater than that of senior Che Xuanyuan Che… Is this really a new Mahayana?” Or maybe the person I was joking with before was always the other person in disguise? External incarnation? ‘

However, he soon lost his mind and said: “Senior…Senior, please spare your life!”

Poof!

Fang Xi coldly slashed with his sword!

The power of the wood attribute law gathered together and turned into a crescent moon-like sword light, falling on the iceberg.

Wow!

The colorful chains flash, also carrying the power of law!

However, this fairy mansion fell into disrepair after all, and many of its restrictions were broken.

But seeing a burst of dark green light, the emerald-like crescent sword light fell on the colorful chains, and suddenly the light shone brightly, and then merged into it strangely.

Wow!

The colorful chains broke one after another, revealing extremely smooth cuts.

The iceberg shook suddenly, and then fell into pieces…

“Haha!”

The divine fortune teller roared and struck out a golden abacus-like treasure.

Countless calculations flew out, transformed into the form of innate Bagua, guarded him layer by layer, and jumped out of the iceberg!

“After being in a cage for a long time, I finally got rid of my shackles… The fortune teller would like to thank my senior for rescuing me.”

The fortune teller straightened up his appearance and bowed solemnly to Fang Xi: “Senior can use all the treasures of the Immortal Mansion like his arms and fingers. It’s wonderful. At the top of my head, this junior is really impressed.”

“It’s just a fragmented treasure from the Immortal Mansion.”

Fang Xi waved her hand, looking at the potted plants, Yao Qin and other objects inside the pavilion, and said meaningfully. Compared with the real treasures of the Immortal Mansion, it is really not worth mentioning.”

The fortune teller was startled, and then said with a wry smile: “Senior, please stop teasing me. Over the past hundreds of years, I have been quietly comprehending and have learned this. Thanks to the wonderful operation of the Immortal Mansion’s formation, I also know that this small pavilion is a trap… If this junior had not been greedy, he would not have ended up like this. “

The divine fortune teller was originally a great master of the formation.

Even when Fang Xi was having a discussion with Ji Feixue, this human formation expert had high praise for the Divine Operator, claiming that the opponent’s attainments in formations were even higher than his own.

As long as what the divine fortune teller said was not about divination, Fang Xi would naturally believe it: “Oh? Then where is the hub of the Immortal Mansion?”

“If this junior’s prediction is correct, it should be at the bottom of this small pavilion…”

The fortune teller smiled and said: “The younger generation is willing to lead the way for the seniors and completely occupy this immortal mansion… The forbidden area of the immortal mansion is the hub of the Xingkong Island. As long as you can sacrifice one or two, you can start the integration with the earthly immortal world in advance, and even choose a place to descend to the world. “

It’s not difficult.”

“Oh?”

Fang Xi had to admit that she was a little excited.

If we could fully control the secret realm of Skyfall Island, wouldn’t it be equivalent to Kyushu sending an unsinkable aircraft carrier?

Moreover, its territory is extremely vast and flexible, making it very suitable for the many heavenly kings of Shinto.

As a grand master of formations and divination…the divine fortune teller has been trapped here for hundreds of years. After careful study, he seems to have really figured out something?

“In that case, go ahead and give it a try.”

Fang Xi couldn’t help but say after thinking about it.

“Haha… How could I be wrong in my calculation?”

The divine fortune teller took a step forward with a hint of pride on his face.

When Fang Xi saw this scene, she furrowed her brows secretly, and secretly used her immortal power to add a defensive spell for herself…

…

the Heavenly Brahma Realm.

Tianfan City.

This domain has long been ruined, and now both the inside and outside of Vatican City are controlled by foreign races, and they have been built as a base camp for conquering other domains of the human race.

Colorful restrictions shot up into the sky, converging into a mysterious formation.

At the core of the formation, there is a bluestone palace suspended in mid-air.

An alien monk with a rhinoceros head and human body in the late stage of integration is sitting cross-legged, silently practicing his skills.

At this time, it was night, and the nine bright moons outside were shining brightly. A liquid like liquid liquid fell down, and was sucked into the body of this alien.

After a long time, it finally finished its work, and its body was filled with light, combining with the power of the moonlight.

When I opened my eyes, it was already morning.

“Ah?”

At this time, the foreigner discovered that there was a somewhat rickety figure standing in the main hall.

This figure looks like an old man from the human race, with an unattractive appearance and a small black horn on his head.

“Ancestor… Xiyuan didn’t know that our ancestor was coming, so he didn’t go far to welcome him. I hope our ancestor will forgive me.”

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the late-stage integration monk of the Wangyue clan.

This one-horned old man turned out to be a Mahayana-level being of the Wangyue clan!

“Haha, no need… I arrived in the middle of the night. I saw that you were very focused on condensing the power of the Moonlight. You were at a critical moment in your performance, but I couldn’t disturb you. You are the most promising descendant of our clan, so you should cultivate to perfection as soon as possible. The attack on Mahayana is serious, and all other false rituals can be dispensed with.”

The dark-horned old man smiled slightly and gave a few more tips on the techniques.

The late-stage integration monk of the Mochizuki clan received the instruction with awe and felt that all the confusion in his heart suddenly became clear. At this time, after a flash of joy, he couldn’t help but ask: “The ancestors are here, but the demon battlefield is finally over?”

“Yes, in Diyi Under the leadership of that unicorn, I fought fiercely with the demons and Mahayana, and finally forced them to retreat to the last few demon territories, sealing the mountains with the demon formation, making it difficult to go out…”

The one-horned old man smiled and said: “As for the demon battlefield , it can be said that our side has won a great victory, and now that we have finally found time, several Mahayana people are putting pressure on the human race on the front battlefield. I thought that this group of extraordinary troops can be used… When the two sides attack, the human race will be defeated! “

The Moon Clan in the late stage of integration !

The monk felt awe-struck in his heart, knowing that his ancestors came to support this partial army, which had another meaning.

Now that the four races are fighting, the demon race is almost the first to be eliminated, leaving the human race alone, and the alliance between the demon race and the alien race can almost seal the victory.

At this time, you need to be more careful with your allies!

Needless to say, there is no need to mention the demon clan, but within the alien alliance, even though the Jiu Chi clan is the dominant one, there are also two Mahayana clans, the Stone clan and the Mochizuki clan, among the other alien clans!

“This junior understands that only the land captured by our Wangyue clan is our own.”

said the Wangyue clan monk in the late stage of integration.

“Yes, that’s the truth… With me here, what will the Jiuchi clan dare to do? Aren’t you afraid that I will take the lead in defecting to the demon clan?”

Mahayana of the Wangyue clan sneered, and then said: “I finally understand that if two tigers fight, they will inevitably There is an injury, just like at this moment, only by returning to the normal situation, the three pillars of humans and demons can survive for a long time… I, Wangyue, and other alien races, may be able to balance the demon clan and the Jiuchi clan, and become the third pole of

the Mochiyue clan !

The fused cultivator felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the alien alliance had finally made up its mind to gradually draw a clear line with the Jiuchi clan.

This alliance was originally very loose, but it was forcibly merged together because of hatred.

Later, the Jiuchi clan, who had no grudges against the three human and demon clans, joined in and took the lead in bloodbathing the factions in the alliance that hated the demon clan. With the combination of kindness and power, they managed to subdue all the clans and twisted them into a rope, making them equal to the demon clan. Form an alliance and launch a war of revenge.

But by this time, the alliance was still inevitably heading towards fragmentation.

‘But as long as our ancestors and Stone Clan ancestors have the same opinion, we will stay humble and remain small. We don’t need to compete with the Monster Clan and the Jiu Chi Clan for hegemony. We only need a little profit and loot. We should be able to have both sides… and become the third pole in the future. , it is also somewhat possible. ‘

‘I can’t say, my opportunity for the Mahayana lies right here! ‘

The more I think about the fused alien race, the more my eyes light up.

“That’s all… now we must completely break the backbone of the human race. Otherwise, no matter how we plan, it will be a joke.” When

the one-horned old man said this, his tone suddenly turned serious: “I heard that in this domain, there are actually Is there another place that has not been completely captured? “

“Forgive me, ancestors…”

The body of the Moon Clan fusion with a rhinoceros head suddenly trembled: “The human race’s Penglai Immortal Pavilion is guarded by a quasi-eighth-level formation… there are two more people. The combined monks of the clan were in charge, and ‘Xitong’ was there back then. The juniors were incompetent… After several attacks, it was difficult to capture it. “

In fact, in recent years, there have been very few Supreme Elders of Penglai Immortal Pavilion, Fang Xi. Appeared, but there was another ‘Yunxi Yuanjun’ to take over. Even if it was in the late stage of integration, if it rushed to the eighth level formation, it might still be seriously injured or even die…

For the sake of one’s own path, plus Penglai Immortal Pavilion only closed the mountain gate and never went out to attack the foreign armies, so it turned a blind eye.

“Hmph…I will personally take action and pull out this nail first!”

The Mahayana monk of the Wangyue clan said proudly: “The rise of our Wangyue clan will start from this battle!”

(End of this chapter)