Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin believed in Immortal Wuyou without any reservation, and at this moment, his technique was operating to the extreme.

Immortal Wuyou raised his hand and instantly injected power into Fang Lin's body.

Boom!

The dark clouds in the sky were suddenly dispersed by the golden light. Fang Lin's purple fire jumped forward instantly, and Xuanyuan Martial Saint was striding forward and bumped into him.

Boom!

The purple fire instantly surrounded Xuanyuan Martial Saint and quickly climbed up his upper body, burning his clothes and body hair, and then his skin.

"Uh-huh!" .??.

Xuanyuan Martial Saint quickly waved his huge palm in an attempt to extinguish the purple fire, but found that even his palm was stained with this purple fire.

And these purple fires cannot be extinguished, and can even burn his demonic energy.

Moreover, with the support of Immortal Wuyou, Fang Lin's purple fire was endless and soon engulfed Xuanyuan Martial Saint.

"Uh-huh!" .??.

Xuanyuan Martial Saint had no intention of extinguishing the flames at this moment. He wanted to escape from the flames, and then try his best to run to a place with water to put out the fire.

However, the Nanming Lihuo Formation is also a binding formation. Under the protection of Zhang Qianhua, Murong Yunyang and other true immortal realm experts, and under the supervision of Immortal Wuyou and Fang Lin, this formation has become extremely strong and secure. Firmly controlling Xuanyuan Martial Saint in the center.

Elder Zhang Qianhualin and others were stunned, watching blankly while guarding one side.

"Uncle Master actually has such strength, it's really beyond imagination!"

Elder Min nodded seriously, confirming this.

Murong Yunyang, Shangguan Yaotian and others kept looking at Immortal Wuyou in surprise, they had no choice but to believe it.

"I'm afraid this immortal is really a powerful person above the Golden Immortal!"

"I just don't know why I can't suppress the ancient demon alone."

"Maybe he was injured."

Old Yuan Ming's words made people silent.

But they don't know

Knowing the truth of the matter, I had to ignore it for the time being.

Fang Lin was also shocked at this moment. Looking at Xuanyuan Martial Saint who was unable to break through the purple fire, he felt that Xuanyuan Martial Saint's power was rapidly decreasing, and he couldn't help but admire the power of Wuyou Immortal.

Fang Lin finally understood that there were so many secrets hidden in this master, far beyond his imagination.

Master, what are you hiding from me?

Fang Lin shook his head and sighed, but ignored it and devoted himself wholeheartedly to killing the enemy.

Immortal Wuyou always had a firm look on his face and continued to input majestic power into Fang Lin's body. Because of Fang Lin's blessing from the Immortal Dao technique, although his body and meridians were taxed, there was no damage.

The source of purple fire was endless, Xuanyuan Martial Saint was fluttering in it, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

Then, Xuanyuan Martial Saint's huge body suddenly dissipated, and the purple flame became very small.

"He's still here!"

Fang Lin was in charge of the formation, and everything that happened in the formation could not escape his perception. Although sensing the presence of Xuanyuan Martial Saint, his mental power was attacked and he was a little dizzy at the moment, but he told himself to grit his teeth and persevere.

Xuanyuan Martial Saint's body suddenly shrank to its original size, and Fang Lin guessed that he might want to eliminate the purple fire by shrinking.

Fang Lin sneered, guessing that Xuanyuan Martial Saint might not know that this purple fire was already Fang Lin's original power and could be enlarged or reduced at will. Like a tarsal maggot, it clung to his skin and muscles, making it impossible for him to get rid of it.

The original power of purple fire burned on Xuanyuan Martial Saint's skin. His armor was broken and his whole body was covered in scars.

"Uh-huh!"

Xuanyuan Martial Saint was extremely anxious and angry. He did not dare to stay here any longer. He concentrated all his strength and turned around.

A fierce attack on the Nanming Lihuo Formation.

Boom!

The sound of collisions kept coming from the formation.

Murong Yunyang, Shangguan Yaotian and Lao Yuan Ming formed a mental stability formation, but they were still unable to resist the huge power of Xuanyuan Martial Saint, and were instantly rushed away by this counterattack force.

But Xuanyuan Martial Saint broke through the formation and was about to escape.

Fang Lin couldn't help but become anxious when he saw this, and immediately tried to control the power of the formation to restrain Xuanyuan Martial Saint.

But Immortal Wuyou moved one step faster than Fang Lin.

"Humph, you still want to escape!"

Immortal Wuyou snorted coldly, brandished the Nine-Colored Divine Sword, and charged away quickly.

Immediately, this majestic force instantly stabbed Xuanyuan Martial Saint's body.

"hateful!"

Martial Saint Xuanyuan was panicked. When he turned around and saw that Immortal Wuyou was coming to kill him, he was even more furious. But now there is no way but to escape quickly.

How could Immortal Wuyou let the tiger go back to the mountain? This is an ancient demon whose sanity is about to be swallowed up by the evil spirit. Once he escapes, it will cause death to all living beings.

"Cross Immortal Killing Formation!"

Immortal Wuyou suddenly hovered, and the spirit energy from all over the mountains and plains gathered directly on his nine-color divine sword. The sword's light was so bright that it was magnified by more than a hundred times.

Immediately, Immortal Wuyou suddenly slashed at Martial Saint Xuanyuan.

A "ten" quickly formed, and the nine-color light illuminated the mountainous field, and then directly trapped Xuanyuan Martial Saint who wanted to break through the space and escape.

How could Xuanyuan Martial Saint be willing to watch the opportunity to escape slip away? He scratched hard, trying to open up the space.

"Uh-huh! I'm not willing to give in. I'm not willing to give in."

However, Xuanyuan Martial Saint was still captured by the Cross Immortal Killing Formation and was firmly controlled at the center.

"cut!"

\u003e Immortal Wuyou looked down at Martial Saint Xuanyuan coldly, and then killed him with a sword.

"Uh-huh!"

When Xuanyuan Martial Saint was on the verge of death, he let out a desperate scream and was still struggling.

One sword fell, and the world became peaceful. Xuanyuan Martial Saint exploded directly, and his body and demonic energy dissipated in the nine-color light.

When the disciples from Xuanyuan City and Black and White Hall saw this, they dared not stay here, so they turned around and ran away like crazy.

The crisis in the Immortal Gate is now over!

Elder Zhang Qianhualin and others were very happy and showed bright smiles.

Fang Lin couldn't help but laugh. He had a splitting headache at the moment, and there were bursts of stinging pain in his meridians and body. He felt that he had been almost hollowed out, and he didn't know if he could recover.

"Master!"

Immortal Wuyou turned around, turned into a stream of light, took Fang Lin with him, and flew back to the mountain.

Murong Yunyang was shocked when he saw this. He thought Immortal Wuyou was going to attack Fang Lin, so he stretched out his hand to grab a handful, but found nothing.

"Master Fang Tian!"

Shangguan Yaotian also rushed over.

"As a master, why did he take Fang Lin away?"

I don't know since when, these mercenaries have already regarded Fang Lin as their treasure, and they help while taking care of him carefully. But now in front of Immortal Wuyou, their power is not enough.

"I'm afraid, after fighting for so long, his strength is gone."

Old Yuan Ming showed a sinister smile and looked at the direction in which Immortal Wuyou and Fang Lin were leaving with interest.

Murong Yunyang and Shangguan Yaotian looked at each other. They felt that what Old Yuan Ming said was a bit exaggerated, but they also felt that it made sense.

At this moment, Fang Lin and Immortal Wuyou have returned to the mountain, and the thatched house is below.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"