"Your Excellency really has the method of immortality?"

Jiang Yuhe breathed heavily.

"Eternal life is difficult, but immortality is simple, especially for you and other insects!" Fang Xian showed a strange smile.

Although the other party grabbed him and wanted to treat it as a 'birthday gift', it could also be seen as a disguised protection.

He didn't mind giving him some chance.

After all, the 'Moth Transformation' and 'Moth Transformation Sword Technique' created at this random level have long been polluted by the power of the evil gods, mixed with madness and indescribable power, which is not a good thing.

'Say it again...... I'm half crazy...... That's how crazy people think......

Fang Xian laughed and recited a spell-like mental method: "The insect is humble, thousands of torments, once it turns into a pupae, breaks the cocoon into a moth, and soars for nine days......"

These originally ordinary words, after his 'recitation', have 'power'!

Jiang Yuhe, Jiang Tao, Yi Wuji and others became confused, and they felt that their minds were stuffed with a mess of paste, and they had some inexplicable knowledge.

The surrounding forest was silent, and in the darkness, shadows swelled, as if something terrifying had been drawn to it.

The first thing that appeared was a deep flame.

Behind the flames, there were a dozen pale palms flying in mid-air.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, a huge monster that seemed to be made of a dozen severed limbs of humans and beasts stepped out of the woods.

"It's a weird ghost fire! Fly in the palm of your hand! And the Ten Corpses Mountain! ”

Yi Wuji was the first to come back to his senses and screamed.

Ghost fire gathers and disperses, can burn people's souls, is very terrifying, and is also the weird type that ordinary martial artists are most reluctant to encounter.

The flying palm is a flying human hand, which is not only infinitely powerful and incredibly fast, but more importantly, it can remove the victim's palm and make the group grow.

The final corpse mountain is a kind of monster that Yi Wuji once hacked to death, composed of countless broken limbs, most likely to appear in places with many dead bodies, such as cemeteries and battlefields.

At this time, the Ten Corpses Mountain represents that the number of corpses that make up it is not large, and even ordinary people may be hacked to death with knives and burned to death.

But if it is continuously accumulated and becomes a 'mountain of hundred corpses', it must be killed by the efforts of the good hands of the rivers and lakes.

Once promoted again, it will become the 'Thousand Corpses Mountain' and the 'Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain', which will be absolutely devastated, slaughtering the city and destroying the gates, and non-immortal cultivators will not be able to match.

These three are all weird, and ordinary pedestrians avoid them, but they didn't expect to be attracted together.

"It's a good time, if the Moth Transformation Sword wants to be cultivated, how can it be less blood food?"

Fang Xian came to a guard, Shi Shiran took the long sword, pulled a sword flower, and stabbed it into the palm of Fei's hand.

Yi Wuji's eyes widened.

He couldn't imagine that there was such a sword technique in the world!

Ordinary martial artists have to be entangled for a long time to deal with a flying palm, and they must be cautious.

And Fang Xian just stabbed at random, like a string of gourds, penetrating the palms of flying hands.

As a weird, the vitality of the flying palm is quite tenacious, and it can recover quickly if it is cut, and only true qi and mana can restrain it.

But at this time, the flying palms that were only strung together were as if they were dead, and they no longer moved.

Not only that, but the palm, which was originally pale but thick, suddenly withered, as if it had lost a lot of vitality.

And the long sword in Fang Xian's hand, on the sword body, was as if it had blood-like lines, and it was slowly squirming.

"The power of insects and pigs is weak, so you have to gather sand into a tower and gather armpits into a fur in order to accumulate enough power to pupate...... To put it simply, it is to kill ......"

Fang Xian sighed faintly: "Therefore, the sword of moth transformation is also the sword of killing, the sword takes life, and it is used by me!" ”

"This sword of moth transformation has three types, the first type of insect, the second type of pupa and the third type of moth!"

At this moment, that ghostly fire swooped down and enveloped Fang Immortal, as if it was about to burn him to ashes.

Fang Xian was not in a hurry, and with a circle of his long sword, he immediately blocked all the flames.

The trick of turning insects, the sword qi into silk, drilling into the limbs of the recruiter, and absorbing vitality!

The pupation trick is defense, like a giant chrysalis, impervious to wind and rain.

"The last sword, the moth!"

Fang Xian laughed, and suddenly swung out another sword light.

This sword is brilliant, vast and infinite, and it is completely two ways from the previous poisonous and tricky sword technique, like breaking out of a cocoon into a butterfly, wonderful and extraordinary.

Burst!

The sword light directly extinguished the ghost fire, and stabbed straight into the mountain of ten corpses, cutting a huge gap, and the blood flowed like a stream.

In the next moment, the originally vast sword light suddenly turned into countless sword wires, burrowing into the mountain of meat, like maggots attached to the bones.

The huge mountain of Roshan withered quickly, fell suddenly, and decayed rapidly.

"I'll go too, haha......"

Fang Xian put his sword into the sheath, turned around and left.

If you don't go, you can't go!

Even if he used just a little strength, he felt terrible madness, which had eroded to the limit.

Maybe the next moment, he'll be crazy again.

For him, who devoured Nikolaya and achieved level seven, madness is the mainstream!

Reason is only an occasional flash of inspiration in a long life.

……

In the dense forest, Fang Xian toed a little, and the vitality he absorbed was transformed into true qi, and he was a few feet away, and the speed was incredible.

"Nikolaya is far from leaving...... He is in my heart, in my mind, in my true spirit...... Madness is hard to avoid......"

"I can feel it...... And some of the madness spilled out...... Maybe it will become the weirdness of this world? ”

"Finding Him and killing Him is my mission in this world!"

"In addition, how those old people are, you might as well go and see them...... Shushan...... Hehe, those sword immortals are afraid that they are not going to hate me to death......"

"Luckily...... This time it fell in Xinwu Kingdom, and there were not many immortal cultivators...... Although I can deal with them, I may have to use too much power, which is not good for me or the world......"

Suddenly, all the reason in Fang Xian's eyes dissipated.

He fell headlong into the mud and began to eat the soil.

Fang Xian's expression was crazy, as if these rancid dirt were incomparably delicious, and he devoured it in a big gulp.

He's crazy!

However, Fang Immortal's main consciousness had long been accustomed to it, and it was regarded as a deep sleep.

He'd been asleep for so long before, and it wasn't bad for a while.

Well, the time to fall into madness this time must be much shorter than before, but even if you come to your senses, there may be madness.

Despite this, he is still very confident in completing the task.

After all, he could sense Nikolaia's presence and had a general direction.

In addition, the other party is even crazier than him!

He can still occasionally come to his senses, but Nikolaya is a complete madman, and even the incarnation formed by the slightest hint of madness is also full of madness.