Immortal Formula

  Chapter 65 Against the cultivator of the pill!

(First of all, there will be an update at 12 o'clock in the evening. Then, forewarned that the push will start next week (in fact, it has already started~), so it is still the old way, two updates a day, and an update every 100 yuan. I heard that it is strong. It's going to be put on the shelves after the push is over, please give more support, I'm anxious...)

   An alchemy cultivator! This is the first time that Gu Yan has seen an alchemy cultivator during his more than ten years of practice, and the first time he has fought against an alchemy cultivator! But she was still not afraid, some slender bodies stood calmly on the ground, and said in a light voice: "Fan family master's cultivation base can't control everything, don't you still need the assistance of these qi cultivators?"

The word    wakes up the dreamer! In this formation, no one can escape its limitations. Even though Fan Sixian is a genius who has entered the middle stage of forming a pill with one foot, he can only use the tenth level of Qi refining to fight the enemy here. In other words, Gu Yan, inconceivably confronted an alchemy cultivator head on!

Fan Sixian let out a long laugh, "Childish! Do you think the realm of an alchemy cultivator is comparable to that of a mere qi refining disciple?" , he actually used his bare hands to defend against her violet sky fire!

  Gu Yan looked at him in surprise. Fan Sixian's approach has obviously exceeded her usual understanding. In her experience, monks of the same level usually use spiritual tools and talismans as the ultimate means of victory. But Fan Sixian overturned her understanding. He only used his empty hands to control the spiritual energy between heaven and earth with the magic formula in his hands.

  Gu Yan was surprised to find that his manipulation of the aura of heaven and earth has reached an extremely delicate level. His fingertips seem to be constantly jumping at any time, and the subtlety of the manipulation of aura has reached every square inch.

  Under his control, the purple flame emitted by Gu Yan quickly dimmed. The so-called water without a source, a fire without a root, is bound to not last long!

   Wufang let out a soft whistle, he watched for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to shoot. When he turned his palm over, twelve long needles appeared in his palm, with a pitch-black black light shining on them. He held one, and one long needle shot like an arrow from the string, shooting like a sky-shattering rainbow. go out!

   Gu Yan was a little surprised. In today's world of immortal cultivation, there are very few people who practice needles. According to legend, in ancient times, men practiced swords and women practiced needles. They did not have as many magic weapons as today's immortal cultivators. They emphasized more on their own cultivation, and emphasized the mastery of the laws of heaven and earth. Now immortal cultivators have more The reason is to rely on the power of magic weapons and medicinal pills, which is no longer the same path as the monks in the ancient times.

   Her thoughts were only for a moment, and then she dismissed it. Under such a situation, she had no time to take care of other things. He saw Wufang shoot the long needle in his hand, and with a slight twist of his left hand, he took out three sharp golden arrows, wound the bow, and shot them at the same time.

Fan Sixian was dealing with the violet sky fire from Gu Yan when the long needle from Wu Fang came in, his left hand suddenly stopped in the air, his palm didn't move at all, but his fingers were doing extremely complicated movements in the air very quickly, as if There were a few invisible threads in the air. Under his playing, those purple flames seemed to be under his control, and they were restricted to a very narrow range and dared not move lightly, while his right hand stretched out and his five fingers were in the air. Zhang became a giant net. The finger kept tapping, pressing on the void one by one, each click seemed to be on the discontinuity and transition of the aura. With the flick of his finger, the speed of the long needle gradually slowed down. down.

  Fan Sixian manipulated the spiritual energy with extremely subtle techniques. In this environment that restricted his cultivation, he could still gain the upper hand against two monks who were at the tenth level of Qi refining.

   At this time, the sharp golden arrows in Gu Yan's hand had also been sent out, and she chanted: "Break the law!" The three arrows rushed to the key points in his body and fired.

These three sharp golden arrows have been nourished in her chaotic space. Now it is very different from the situation when she just got this treasure nine years ago. The arrows begin to exude a kind of golden light that can ward off evil spirits. Fan Sixian sees After the three arrows she sent, her complexion changed. He opened his mouth suddenly, and a small umbrella flew out from his mouth, and after shaking it a few times in the air, it became a zhang Xufangyuan, and the three long arrows were pushed outside.

Gu Yan shouted in a deep voice: "Break!" She concentrated the spiritual power absorbed from the Purple Flame Crystal into the arrow, and under her urging, the arrow body nailed to the umbrella surface began to spin rapidly, like a high-speed motion Like a drill bit, he cut a hole out of the umbrella surface abruptly.

   Fan Sixian suddenly let out a long howl, and the three arrows all pressed against his lower abdomen, and he could no longer advance half a point! Then he raised his head and shouted to Fan Yichen who was still fighting against Yue Mingge's formation in the sky: "The hour is coming, and blood will be used instead!"

  Gu Yan took a step back, focused on controlling the spiritual tool, and asked in a low voice, "What is the blood replacement method?"

Wufang's expression was a little cold, and he said: "The nine souls can't be returned, they can be replaced by another blood shadow, but the puppets obtained in this way will greatly decrease in both sanity and mana. It seems that their purpose is to summon Instead of refining a puppet at the stage of forming a pill, return to part of the consciousness of the Xinghai Demon Lord!"

  As Fan Sixian stopped drinking, his figure suddenly condensed in the space, slowly condensing into an entity, and then another phantom emerged from this entity and slowly rose into the air. Wu Fang said: "He reverses the technique of Linguang shadowing, which will greatly damage his cultivation. It seems that he has to fight with all his strength!"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Sixian's phantom had already risen to the sky. His long sleeves were unfolded, and the picture flew out from the sleeves. The difference from the last time was that his other hand was holding a The huge pen, which is like a rafter, glanced at the ground with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Who can be in this position?"

Just after the exhibition of his painting, the eight blood shadows on it looked like they were about to move, floating as if they were about to break out of the painting. Fan Sixian shouted, and released a silky red thread in his hand, and then the red thread was entangled in it. On Xue Ying's body, there were bursts of chirps. His eyes turned around and fell on Wufang's body. He said in a deep voice, "Are you a cultivator?"

   Wufang looked up and looked directly at him: "So what?"

   "As a demon cultivator, why did you join them and destroy my great cause of rebirthing the Xinghai Demon Lord?"

Wufang sneered: "These words, you use them to deceive those newborn children. With one word, are you going to tie all the cultivators to your chariot? Now the cultivators are all there Hidden cultivator, your actions will only make us more severely suppressed, accelerate the conflict between the immortal cultivator and the demon cultivator, and make everyone incompatible. Moreover, you really want to resurrect the Xinghai Demon Lord. Let the Demon Lord be reborn, not for his own selfish interests?"

   (end of this chapter)