Chapter 696 Eight Thousand Magic Techniques

"Uncle, how many spells do you know?"

Song Guichan, who was in the tenth formation at this time, smiled faintly after hearing Fang Xing's words and said: "I can't see it through my eyes, and I understand it as soon as I see it. There are three sects, four families and twelve sects in the Northern Territory, and they have 14,000 secret scriptures." The six hundred and seventy-two volumes, plus the four hundred and thirteen volumes of Buddhist scriptures that I accidentally entered into the secret place of Buddhism when I was young, have been read through. Eighty-tenths of the eight thousand magic, mystical, spiritual, and basic techniques contained in them are Jiu Tongxiao is in my heart..."

Read through the Taoist canon?

Eight thousand spells?

Suddenly, in the tenth formation, all the juniors in Nanzhan, including Fang Xing, fell silent.

Eight Thousand Techniques, what is the concept of moving Daozang?

Although the cultivators also understand that the eight thousand spells mentioned by Song Guichen are definitely not all top-notch divine spells. It is even possible that most of them are not spells used to defend against enemies, and these spells also include spiritual practice. When you first set out on the path of spiritual practice, you need to practice a wide variety of basic spells, etc., but even so, the number eight thousand is really terrifying...

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I think it is not easy for you to practice. You have such a solid foundation, which is rare even in China. If you practice well, you will be transcendent. I can't bear to kill you. If you are willing to change your mind and worship me as your teacher, I will How about I help you resolve the hatred of the Northern Territory people against you?" Song Guichan said softly, and at the same time he took a step forward. With a tap of his finger, a sword energy in the shape of an ancient sword appeared in the air, moving toward him like lightning. The Great Golden Crow was quickly surrounding the tenth formation and slashed at it, as if wanting to prevent the formation of the formation. At the same time, the voice in his mouth was unhurried: "I even said, if you worship me as your disciple, , for your sake, I can also plead with Master to allow him to think more about Nanzhan Lidao, are you willing?"

"I have many masters, and each one is more powerful than the last. Who do you think you are?"

Although Fang Xing called him uncle, he was not inferior at all in terms of momentum. Seeing Song Guichan take action to stop the Great Golden Ubu Formation, he immediately pounced on him, holding a black giant sword in his left hand and a blood-drinking sword in his right hand, slashing fiercely. Cut it out.

"Fight!"

Not far away, Li Hongyi, who had regained his strength, gritted his silver teeth and rushed towards him through the air.

Junior Nanzhan is not a fool. Although he did not hear what Fang Xing and Da Jinwu were discussing at that time, he immediately understood something when he saw this appearance. He suddenly thought in his heart that if everyone combined their efforts, they could not defeat this son of Chunyang Dao. Then setting up a large formation and using the power of the large formation to suppress it is also a feasible method. It is even said that this has become the only way at present.

As a result, no one dared to be careless. They all rushed forward and gritted their teeth to block Song Guichan's way.

A real fierce battle began, with Nanzhan's cultivators fighting against Song Guichan.

The Great Golden Crow also sped up as if his butt was on fire, setting up this great formation.

Boom!

With the addition of Fang Xing, monk Nanzhan was finally not suppressed by Song Guichan. In the rolling battle, various exquisite methods, mysterious magic, and powerful magic weapons emerged one after another. Divine light, Tao fire, lightning and thunder, countless The terrifying power of the Tao aura fills half of the void, and the void is torn apart at all times. Those who can enter this battle are the weakest and also a hero, otherwise they will not even have the courage to go to Fengchan Mountain. This is As a result, this battle was surprisingly exciting, and even had a bit of the legendary fairy war style.

The battle started, and the fight turned into a draw for a while.

Brother Nanzhan and Fang Xing were unable to suppress Song Guichan, but Song Guichan did not step out to stop the Golden Crow.

Song Guichan is very strong!

This is the conclusion Fang Xing has made in his heart now!

The more fierce the battle, the deeper this feeling became. With the power of him and Nanzhan's cultivators, even Yuanying could be killed. However, Song Guichan faced many dangerous attacks, but he took his time and mastered all kinds of exquisite techniques at his fingertips. Then he neutralized Brother Nanzhan's attack, which was exquisite, just right, and very superb. It seems that his statement of eight thousand spells may be true.

Zhao Changhe practiced a thunder technique to the extreme and became a divine son.

But Song Guichan actually used every technique from his hands to its full potential.

It's no wonder that this boy has the reputation of being invincible with the golden elixir. With his cultivation level and the help of the lotus platform that can continuously provide him with magic power, he is simply invincible when fighting with others. Nascent Soul is fine!

However, during this process, Dajinwu took advantage of Zhu Xiu to entangle Song Guichan and hurriedly set up the formation. There are eight formations in total. The simplest formation can be set up with only eight formation flags. , but such simple formation flags have no effect on people of Song Guichan's level, so even if time is urgent, the Great Golden Crow has deployed sixty-four formation flags, and now seven of them have been deployed. With only the last gate left, the formation can be pushed forward and Song Guichan can be suppressed within it.

"Oh, do you have to force me to kill?"

After noticing the magic circle set up by the Great Golden Crow, Song Guichan seemed a little helpless, and sighed leisurely, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

After becoming solemn, the killing intent suddenly increased!

"Fire Spirit Protector!"

As soon as he pressed his palm, fire floated around him, and the peacock, the spiritual beast that protected the law, appeared around him again, flying around Song Guichan. Under the scorching fire, the monk Nanzhan cast a spell on him. The divine light and even some of the talismans ignited flames one after another and disappeared. Then the fire became strong again and rolled up and rushed towards Fang Xing. All the fire was poured out towards Fang Xing.

"Master, I will accept this broken bird of yours!"

The fire peacock suddenly rushed towards him, but Fang Xing was shocked. He cursed loudly and laid out chains of fire in front of him.

He practices Samadhi True Fire, and his techniques are also immortal techniques inherited from the Fox Clan’s True Immortals. They are extremely mysterious. Although he is not familiar with the palm control, it is also extremely powerful. However, the fire intention practiced by Song Gui Chan is somewhat For example, the Karmic Fire of Buddhism back then was not much weaker than his Samadhi True Fire. In addition, this fire peacock was a spiritual beast born from nothingness after Song Guichan practiced fire to the extreme. It even had His own consciousness, therefore, in the fire method, also faintly suppressed him, and he could only try his best to resolve it.

Taking this opportunity, Song Guichan took one step forward, his figure as steep as lightning, leaving behind a string of shadows, and rushed forward.

Boom!

The violent wind brought by his body even split the void into two halves, and the world became dark.

"Leave!"

At this moment, there was an angry shout, but it was Youmi Kuang who happened to be blocking his way. Faced with Song Guichan's astonishing oncoming force, he had no time to dodge. He made a decision in a flash, and with all his spiritual power Rolling and rolling started to draw, and a terrifying divine light was accumulated in his chest. He suddenly roared like a demon wolf, and a tumbling turbulent flow of void in the air rushed straight towards Song Guichan's chest.

"Kill the devil!"

At this moment, Song Gui Chan's tongue burst into spring thunder and roared like a Buddhist lion.

Two terrifying sound waves collided in mid-air, and after a slight pause, the lion's roar whirled around Song Guichan and rolled straight towards Youmi Kuang.

"Puff..."

Youmi Kuang, who was hit by the lion's roar, was shaken all over, and blood spurted out from his facial features. There were even cracks on the surface of his body. His body was frozen in the air, and Song Song, who was rushed straight towards him, was swayed. Gui Chan collided head-on, and flew far away like a broken bag. The blood all over his body was squeezed by this force, and it spilled out like a fountain, dripping horribly.

"Brother Crazy..."

Some monks from Nanzhan shouted angrily and rushed over with all their strength, using their elixirs to block the way.

In this case, it is too late to cast spells or sacrifice magic weapons. Only the elixir light arrives instantly, which can stop the enemy.

"Transcendence!"

Song Guichan's face was expressionless, his two big sleeves were bulging, and he was meandering around like two green dragons. He roared like two iron whips, whipping away Han Ying and the passionate beauty in an instant. The four or five Nanzhan monks could hear the dull sound of bones shattering in their ears. As they shouted angrily, some of the four or five people were blown apart by the iron sleeves, and some fell to the ground quietly.

With an instant force, Song Guichan injured six people in a row. The space in front of him was swept away, and a passage went straight ahead.

At the end of that passage, it was the Big Golden Crow who was leaning on his butt while pushing and forming a formation.

"Is this mere monster also a monk from Nanzhan?"

Song Guichan's expression was solemn, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

From a distance, the Big Golden Crow felt something in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, with fierceness in his round eyes.

"Execute!"

Song Guichan's tongue suddenly burst with spring thunder, his body shook, and he flew out unstoppably like lightning.

There was still a distance of about three hundred feet between him and the Great Golden Crow, but to him, it was really nothing. It could be said that they were there in an instant, and as soon as he moved, he had already pinched the seal. Prepare to kill this potential threat with one strike.

At this moment, the Great Golden Crow also shook its monster body, and its amazing energy and blood surged, and then...

...Suddenly he threw down the formation flag and ran away!

The speed was extremely fast, and with a "swish" it was several hundred feet away. At this time, Song Guichan had only just swept a distance of about ten feet, and the speed had not yet fully developed. It was already running away. The figure disappeared, but Song Guichan was stunned for a moment, and his figure stopped, a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this thieving crow was so timid, did he still want to chase it?

He was stunned for a moment, and there was a "whoosh" behind him, and there was a terrifying huge wind. He hurriedly moved his body and avoided it to the side. A figure rushed in front of him, turned around, and in the billowing black smoke, a vertical eye appeared. There was a frightening light.

But Fang Xing finally got rid of the entanglement of the fire spirit and caught up with him. At this time, he lost his temper and activated the three-headed and six-armed demon phase. Black smoke billowed from his body, and he was holding a giant sword, a bloody knife, a golden spear, and a green pine tree. , a picture of a hundred evils and other magic weapons. On the front of a head, three eyes were opened at the same time, emitting a faint cold light, and the whole person was like a demon, blocking the air.

"Human body demon form?"

Song Guichan was startled for a moment, then laughed: "Are you going to fight for your life? It's a pity that your helper has escaped!"

"Hey, can't you come back if you escape?"

Fang Xing, who had transformed into a demon with three heads and six arms, didn't care and firmly followed his path.

At this moment, Song Guichan's face suddenly turned ugly, because he suddenly discovered that the thief crow, which had fled so fast before he could catch up with him, and seemed as timid as a mouse, was actually lazy again. came back, took out a lot of formation flags, and began to continue guarding the formation gate at the eighth gate. He kept muttering: "Damn, you scared me to death just now..."