"Dazhenjun? The owner of this island is just afraid that he won't come!"

Fang Xing responded domineeringly.

"Okay, it seems that Taoist friend is unable to do good today..."

True Lord Anhe felt a little regretful.

I regret that I coveted too much and accepted the mission from Lord Bright Moon. I also regret that I was too confident and stayed on this island. I regret even more that I didn’t leave as soon as the formation was activated.

Nowadays, the great array of impermanence envelopes the city. Although he can forcefully break through an escape passage, he will inevitably be delayed for a moment.

This little time was enough for Fang Xing to pursue him.

'There are two great True Lords on Mingkun Island, and this one is fine. If True Lord Fang Yun, who is on par with the master of Peng Mo Island, takes action, it will be really difficult for him to escape unscathed.'

Lord Anhe narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, his whole body was filled with black light, and eight iron pieces flew out from his sleeves.

These eight iron pieces present a Bagua layout, with a large number of complex runes engraved on the surface. They are actually a talisman array!

"Yuntie Eighth Formation Diagram!"

True Lord Anhe kept making secrets with his hands, and the dark brilliance quickly overflowed from the eight iron talismans, like a cage, trapping Fang Xing inside.

Then, without looking back, he turned into a stream of light and rushed out of Mingkun Island.

True Lord Anhe is not stupid. He is fighting against monks of the same level in a fourth-level formation?

No Nascent Soul Lord would be so crazy.

Not to mention, there is more than one True Lord Nascent Soul on Mingkun Island. If you wait until the 'True Lord Fang Yun' takes action, you will truly have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Therefore, True Lord Anhe did not hesitate to abandon a valuable treasure, trapping Fang Xing for a short time, and then escaped.

With the strength of his Nascent Soul Lord and the several high-level forbidden-breaking talismans in his storage bag, as long as he comes to the edge of the formation and delays for a few breaths, he will be able to break out of the formation!

When the time comes, the world will naturally be as big as it can be.

This 'Eight Formation Diagram of Clouds and Irons' is worthy of being a precious treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators feel distressed about. After being activated, the talismans sealed the sky and the earth, and endless black light spread all around, like an iron cage, blocking Fang Xing inside.

Not only that, but wind and thunder emerged one after another, falling like heavy rain!

Fang Xing chuckled, and the 'Qingyang Magic Lamp' appeared in his hand.

The mana from the peak of Nascent Soul's early stage was injected into it, and a cyan light shield suddenly appeared, which was the 'Qingyang Shield'!

The Qingyang Magic Lantern has been refined before and is already a fourth-level mid-grade spiritual treasure.

Coupled with the activation of his peak Nascent Soul mana, the 'Qingyang Cover' defense formed is difficult to break even for a monk in the middle Nascent Soul stage for a while.

I saw a cyan light shield protecting Fang Xing's whole body. It was extremely thick and towering, making it difficult to move. Despite the wind and thunder attacks, it remained unharmed.

"go!"

Fang Xing flicked his finger, and the 'Purple Green Divine Flame' on the Qingyang Magic Lamp suddenly flew out and turned into a purple-green fire dragon.

It continued to expand and became more than ten feet long. Every scale on its body was lifelike and filled with scorching firepower.

The purple-green fire dragon shook its head and tail, rushed into the Eight Clouds and Iron Formation, spitting flames, burning wind and thunder, flicking its tail fiercely, and hit the black light!

Wu Guang trembled fiercely, and he could vaguely see the outside world. A crack appeared on one of the iron talismans, but it was finally stable.

"It's quite a nice treasure."

Fang Xing nodded, the heretic Nascent Soul emerged, and he flicked his fingers.

Purple and green fire dragons appeared one after another. Finally, eight fire dragons roared and each rushed towards a black iron talisman.

raging!

Shrouded in purple-green true fire, it finally broke through the black light and landed on the body of the iron talisman.

With just one refinement, the Eight Formations of Cloud Iron turned into eight pieces of scrap iron and fell from mid-air.

Fang Xing let out a long roar, and his body turned into sword light. Just hearing the roar, the alchemy monks in the city felt that the magic power in their bodies was unstable.

Immediately, a golden sword thread caught up with True Lord Anhe at an incredible speed.

"This... this, this..."

Iron Sword Gate, high in the sky.

When True Lord Anhe appeared earlier, these True Lord Jiedan were taken aback. They knew that a battle between True Lord was about to break out and did not dare to neglect it.

The fire dragon masters all appeared high in the sky, preparing to watch the battle and then decide on the movement of their sect.

Unexpectedly, True Lord Anhe fled without a fight, and then Master Mingkun immediately broke out of the formation and used this peerless sword escape technique to pursue the enemy.

"this……"

Junior Brother Zhou looked at the golden sword thread, and his expression changed: "The sword light has been converged to such an incredible level, and the speed of the sword escape is unparalleled in the world..."

Master Huolong was even more shocked, and the palms hidden in his sleeves were trembling with excitement: "It's not wrong, even though it's disguised, most of the Nascent Soul Masters may not be able to recognize it... But I recognize it, this is"

Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Escape 'Ah!'

‘Is there any inheritance for the sect’s Golden Sword lineage?’

'No! I'm not sure. Maybe the Golden Sword lineage has long since declined and the inheritance fell into the hands of other sects. Is this a deliberate bait?'

'You should inquire about the origin of this island owner in the future, and then observe it carefully...'

'If it is really the Golden Sword lineage, then there will be strong support, and we may not be able to participate in the grand event together...'

…

Fang Xing naturally had no idea about the thoughts of a certain Master Jiedan on his own island.

He transformed into a sword light and came to the edge of the Great Formation of Impermanence. He saw the five mixed demons transformed into the Five Elements Battle Formation and entangled True Lord Anhe. He couldn't help but smile: "Why did True Lord leave? Could it be that the owner of this island did not treat him well?

?It’s better to stay!”

Fang Xing laughed, and with a wave of his sleeves, eight more purple and green fire dragons flew out, besieging True Lord Anhe.

Ever since he learned the information about Yuanshen Sword Sect, he deliberately concealed his foundation.

The swordsmanship based on the "Great Freedom Mysterious Gold Sword Code" should be used as much as possible if possible. Even if it is used, it must be covered up.

In this way, as long as you don't meet a monk who is particularly familiar with this sword art, you will most likely think that he has practiced a metallic sword art, and you may not be able to tell anything more.

'However, even if you see it...it's still not certain who will deal with who?'

‘Do you want me to deliberately reveal my identity, and then let me come over and take advantage of the opportunity to fish for a lot of money? The Nascent Soul True Lord I attract will probably be enough for the second Nascent Soul to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage in one breath, right?’

A rather constructive thought also emerged in Fang Xing's mind.

'It's just that in this way, it is easy to become a big devil that everyone shouts about... and it is also possible to provoke the Lord Transformation God, and even the God Transformation Heavenly Lord...'

'It's better to play it safe first, and at least figure out the situation on the Yuan Shen Sword Sect's side...'

Lu Chen, the mountain sect of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, has not been successfully explored by any monk for so many years. Even the Master Transformation God has been rejected. There is obviously something unusual about it.

Nowadays, in the entire world of immortal cultivation, the one who can attract Fang Xing is the Lianxu inheritance.

Of course, a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that increase the mana of the Nascent Soul, or monks' Nascent Soul also count.

Faced with the siege of purple and green fire dragons, True Lord Anhe did not dare to neglect and released his own spiritual treasure, which was a strange black hook - Anhe Hook!

He moved this hook, and a black river suddenly appeared out of thin air, protecting the whole body from the wind. As his consciousness stirred, a set of sword techniques was unleashed.

The flying hook is similar to the flying sword, and is more sinister and vicious, making it difficult to defend against when used!

"go!"

Under the control of True Lord Anhe, Anhe Gou was like a poisonous dragon entangled with a fire dragon, and even showed the swordsmanship of Tianxin, trying to kill the spirit of the fire dragon!

'This person is not a pure sword cultivator. He is condensing the Nascent Soul spirit body, not the Sword Infant... It is already good to be able to reach the third level in the way of swordsmanship.'

When Fang Xing saw this scene, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You just want to kill the fire dragon spirit? If your flying hook can withstand the purple-green divine flame..."

The five realms of sword cultivation are Qi, Gang, Yi, Shi... There is also the fifth realm - the sword breaks all laws!

As a sword cultivator who has become a monk on the way, it is already very good to be able to cultivate to the realm of sword intention.

Under the control of True Lord Anhe, the flying hook was extremely agile, like a flying star pill, playing with the seven fire dragons one by one, and finally slashed into the eighth fire dragon's body with the sword.

"It's done!"

True Lord Anhe was happy, but his expression suddenly changed.

He felt a terrifying hot feeling coming from the natal spiritual treasure, and the underground river hook screamed, and even had a tendency to destroy it.

There is even a flame coming from the connection with the natal spiritual treasure, burning the soul!

"What a terrible demonic fire!"

He hurriedly made a sword gesture and retracted the underground river hook. Looking at the damage on it, a look of extreme physical pain appeared on his face.

Hoho!

The next moment, eight fire dragons followed each other like shadows, spitting purple-green divine flames and evaporating the dark river.

Not only that, there are five mixed demons forming a battle formation around the battlefield to cool things down a bit.
To be continued...