white head demon

While thinking about this, he took a step back slightly, and then raised his palm.

"Snapped!"

The punch of the elder Shenshan, which was so violent that it seemed to punch a hole in the mountain, slammed into his white jade-like palm with endless turbulence, and then it seemed to hit a wall all at once. All the power contained in this punch began to impact up and down. Below, with the two of them as the center, even the ground raised a thick layer. They were all washed away, but Fang Cun still stood there quietly without moving.

He didn't even shake the palm that blocked the punch...

The only thing that didn't match this demeanor was that because the strong wind around was still a bit too strong and too chaotic, he blinked.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Or how can I say that the lunatic is different from the others? Ordinary people should have been intimidated when they blocked all the attacks with Fangcun's palm, and the elder of Shenshan was obviously intimidated, but when he saw After Fang Cun blinked, a mad look suddenly appeared on his face, as if he felt that he had the upper hand, he let out a wild laugh, and then punched down hard again.

Fang Cun sighed and took a step back slightly.

He is not good at martial arts, and he rarely even fights with others, but he is not good at fighting.

Therefore, it is okay to stand close occasionally to block this move, but if you really want to fight the law, you don't want to get too close to people.

And because of the crazy appearance of the elder Shenshan, it also slightly aroused his desire to win.

I used to fight against the masters of the fairyland because I borrowed the Eight Treasure Gourd and the Merit Umbrella to help me, so now I am facing a lunatic who is in the same Nascent Soul realm, why not try it for real, how much can this self who does not borrow foreign objects now have? Daoxing?

When a thought flashed by, he put away the idea of ​​sacrificing the Eight Treasures Gourd.

Instead, he took a step back, bent his knuckles, hooked lightly, and performed a trick:

"Hundred soldiers of the gods and ghosts!"

There was only a crash, and countless weapons suddenly appeared in the void of the sky and the earth.

Some are incomplete, some are complete, and some are still dripping with blood, densely packed, filling the surrounding hundreds of feet of void.

Elder Shenshan was about to pump out all his energy and blood, and threw his second fist at Fangcun, but suddenly, he felt the sound of extremely sharp blades piercing the void, and before he had time to react, he could see in all directions, southeast, northwest, Even from the sky and the earth, there were endless weapons rushing in, and they arrived in front of him in an instant, like an iron cage, intertwined and intertwined, imprisoning him tightly, although they did not hurt him, they had already captured him All the movements are stuck in the middle, and I can't move for half a minute...

"not bad……"

Looking at the result, Fang Cun nodded slightly, evaluating himself.

After attaining the Nascent Soul, the ability to perform supernatural powers is far more comparable than before. This method only needs to be thought out, and the subtleties in it are far from what the previous cultivation base can comprehend. Before, he could only use it. The reason is that now, he can even use this type of supernatural power to reverse the artistic conception when this supernatural power was created, and find the origin of this type of supernatural power...

"Whoa..."

Just as he was commenting, the anger of the elder Shenshan had soared to the extreme, and with a bang, he broke through the prison.

Chapter 438 Nine Heavens Demon Dance

When the Elder Shenshan was trapped by the Hundred Soldiers of the Gods and Underworld, Fang Cun did not kill him. The weapons transformed by his mana did not cut directly at the Elder Shenshan, but were intertwined and turned into a cage to trap him. Trapped inside, with the blade facing inward, if the people inside stay calm, they will be fine, but if they struggle forcibly, they will be injured by the sharp magic knife.

However, Elder Shenshan obviously didn't intend to stay calm. With a violent roar, he broke the cage forcibly, but what was particularly frightening was that those magic blades scratched firmly on his skin, even His tattered clothes were torn to shreds, and the rags fell down, but there was no scar left on his body, only the golden skin.

The golden light is introverted, implying darkness.

"The indestructible body of King Kong is this?"

Fang Cun looked at it, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Seeing the Elder of Shenshan get out of trouble, he seemed to be fighting a real fire, and his mana was burning, and there was a phantom of a mountain above his head, which made his body feel heavy all of a sudden. Tens of thousands of catties, his feet sank into the ground slowly, but those eyes stared at Fangcun eeriely, like a demon who chooses and devours people...

"This……"

Fang Cun frowned slightly, and took another step back.

"You dare to hit me, you must want to steal my painting, I will kill you..."

Elder Shenshan's voice was hoarse, roaring like a beast, and suddenly, his palms fell towards Fangcun.

With such a simple movement, he seemed to have the world in his hands.

It gave people a feeling of inescapability.

But Fang Cun just turned around slightly, and he has already arrived at another place, escaped from his "world".

Then he lightly raised the middle and middle fingers of his right hand together, and said, "Hundred Flower Fragrance Country!"

Strands of undetectable clouds gathered from all directions, and the elders of Shenshan were enveloped in the clouds in an instant. The clouds couldn't disperse or escape, and the more they moved, the more they moved. One strand turned into two strands, one strand turned into ten strands, and in an instant, it spread to a range of hundreds of feet, turning it into a small lake, with the elders of Shenshan in the center.

Fang Cun stood outside the cloud, watching with a smile.

He could guess what ordinary people would see in this illusion.

And a lunatic like Elder Shenshan, what would he see in Baihuaxiang Country?

He thought about it for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Female lunatic?"

"Roar……"

Before the thought passed, a huge fist flew out of the mist.

The blackness was like a mountain, smashing towards Fangcun's face, which made Fangcun a little surprised. He took a step back slightly to avoid the pressure of this punch, and then saw that the elders of Shenshan had stepped out of the mist one step at a time. He walked out from the middle, his eyes were blood red at this time, as if dripping blood, the whole person looked like a monster who wanted to eat people, and he didn't miss the phantom in the fog at all.

"I really don't understand the style..."

Fang Cun said in a low voice, but saw that the anger of the elder Shenshan had already reached its peak.

After rushing out of the mist with big strides, he suddenly waved his hand, and actually picked off the phantom of the mountain above his head.

Then, as if he was staring at a blood feud, he directly smashed the mountain shadow towards Fang Cun.

……

……

"So willing?"

At this time, Fang Cun was really surprised.

That mountain shadow is a kind of secret method. When Shenshan grew old and was an infant, he condensed his own innate energy and turned it into such a mountain. In other words, such a mountain is his origin. It is also the foundation of his cultivation. It doesn't mean that he can't use this mountain to hurt people, but like him, throwing it here casually is simply... just...

"Iron Head Skill?"

Fang Cun suddenly remembered a martial art from a movie in his previous life.

At that time, he couldn't figure it out all the time, and he stretched out his head to beat someone, if the opponent happened to have a knife in his hand.

When you give it away like this, he cuts it like this...

He felt a little emotional, and then decided not to play anymore.

Elder Shenshan's insanity is too serious. He suspects that if he continues to fight, this lunatic will burn his innate energy to deal with him. At that time, it will really make him suffer some irreversible damage. As for forcing him to do this.

So this time he took a step forward.

Facing the mountain shadow that is obviously just a phantom, but seems to have infinite weight and coercion.

As well as the elder Shenshan who followed behind the mountain and rushed forward with the momentum of Wanjun, Fang Cun frowned slightly, and then waved his sleeves and walked out.

"The universe in the sleeve!"

Swinging out the big sleeve, it became bigger in an instant, as if opening a black hole that could engulf the entire back mountain. The mountain shadow thrown by the elder of Shenshan was naturally swallowed by his big sleeve, and the infinite weight fell into it. After this big sleeve, it seemed to disappear all of a sudden. In such a weird scene, even a lunatic like Elder Shenshan clearly showed a surprised expression.

After all, the sudden disappearance of his innate energy had a great impact on him.

But Fang Cun suddenly flung off the big sleeve, hiding the Wanjun mountain shadow in the sleeve, first pulled it back, and then slammed it forward, the elder Shenshan was caught off guard, and was smashed in front of the door by a mountain, I can't even hide...

With a "chi", his feet sank into the mud, his expression was frightened and he roared loudly.

"Still called?"

Fang Cun rolled up his big sleeves and smashed them down again.

Then smashed down again.

drop...

……

……

After smashing three or four times in a row, the Elder Shenshan struggled and roared desperately from the beginning, but at the end, he almost didn't move. A head and a hand propped on top of the head were exposed in front of him, and even this hand had been smashed to pieces by the mountain.

Seeing this, Fang Cun also laughed out loud and fell down again.

With a "chi", he let go of his big sleeve when it fell, and the shadow of the mountain landed on Shenshan's body.

Wait for him to return his innate energy to him.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Cun was worried that he would jump out and make trouble, so he jumped up tall.

In the air, he was going to hit him with a palm, knock him unconscious, and it would end well.

However, he did not expect that under the wind of the palm, the frightened and angry look on the face of the elder Shenshan reached the extreme, but when this palm was about to be imprinted on his face, that kind of frightened and angry finally disappeared in an instant. , turned into a somewhat frightened look...

"Nine Heavens Demon Dance..."

He suddenly hissed and roared.

"Ok?"

Fang Cun's palm suddenly stopped, and he looked at him curiously.

Elder Shenshan panicked and hissed loudly: "The one on the painting is a witch..."

"She is dancing the Nine Heavens Demon Dance..."

Chapter 439 Deacon Qingling

"Witch? Dancing?"

Fang Cun looked at the Elder Shenshan with only one head on the ground in surprise, and found that he seemed to have come to his senses, and his eyes were not as cloudy as before. Very dignified, and even said to himself solemnly: "Yes, it is the witch dancing. When the moon is full, under the moonlight, you can see the witch dancing in the painting. It is like a nightmare. It is a dream. This kind of... almost evil dance of demons..."

"However, if you look closely, you can feel that there is something in that dance..."

"This……"

Fang Cun subconsciously fell silent after listening to Elder Shenshan's words.

After a while, he frowned and said, "Are you sure... isn't it because you have not had a Taoist companion for a long time?"

"Son, what are you talking about..."

Elder Shenshan was angry and angry, and shouted at Fang Cun: "This old man is telling you the biggest secret in this painting. Before Xu Xiaozi came here, he refused to leave after being beaten half to death by me. That's why he got the picture in the painting." Secret, now you actually delay your time..."

"Ok?"

Fang Cun was slightly taken aback when he heard Xiao Zongzhu mentioned.

"If little Sect Master Xu disappeared because of the secret in this painting, then..."

While thinking about it, he glanced at a painting not far away.

Even if this Elder of Shenshan is crazy, he still pays special attention to this painting.

Under normal circumstances, he would never put down the painting, but when he had a real fight with Fang Cun, he carefully put the painting on the rock beside him, as if subconsciously, he was worried that he would fight with others The aftermath of mana at that time will destroy the painting.

Feeling something different in his heart, Fang Cun walked slowly towards the painting.

He wanted to pick it up and take a closer look to avoid revealing anything.

But the eyes of Elder Shenshan, following his figure and walking towards the painting, seemed to be getting more and more nervous, and when Fang Cun walked up to the painting and reached out to take the painting, his eyes gradually became more and more tense. It was turbid again, and suddenly there was a roar like a wild beast. With a bang, the ground cracked and the peaks shook.

In an instant, he slid across the ground and hugged the painting, mouthful, looking at Fangcun vigilantly.

"This……"

Fang Cun hesitated slightly, looked at him and said, "Crazy again?"

"Roar……"

The elder of Shenshan seemed to be more crazy than before, obviously showing the madness of extreme vigilance.

Looking at his blood-red eyes and madness, he seemed to want to pounce towards Fang Cun.

But I don't know if he suffered a loss just now, he just made a gesture, then showed an extremely vigilant look, turned his head suddenly, and fled into the deep valley as if fleeing, kicking the rocks along the way, All future roads are blocked.

"This is a mess..."

Fang Cun slightly stretched his sleeves to disperse the smoke and dust, and said helplessly: "I can't communicate..."

Thinking of the vigilant look of the elder Shenshan when he fled just now, especially the deep fear in that vigilance, Fang Cun stood there for a while, shook his head slightly, and decided not to disturb him, but slowly thinking about him. The meaning revealed in the words, slowly turned around and left the valley, he had already counted the days in his heart, today is the ninth, that is to say, there are still six days before the full moon...

"Witch..."

"Nine Heavens Demon Dance..."