Just when the two demons were fighting together in the square, Fang Jin had already drifted to the icy pool of Tongtian Peak.

As Fang Jin's figure appeared outside the waterhole, a light rain fell on the originally cloudless sky, and in the calm waterhole, water began to spray outward.

In the next moment, a five-zhang tall giant beast with a dragon's head and a lion body, covered in scales and armor, huge eyes and a large mouth, with two sharp fangs and a hideous face rose up from the waterhole.

The giant beast saw Fang Jin roar, the water flow in the waterhole turned rapidly, and then a column of water circled violently from the waterhole and rushed to the sky, the water column was huge, enough to be as thick as five people hugging each other, and after appearing, it circled and collided with Fang Jin.

Fang Jin chuckled lightly when he saw this, "Good brute, but you haven't even been able to shine in your head after staying here for too long, and this kind of little trick is still used to show ugliness." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and in an instant, a black curtain was generated, as if a different dimension space had been formed here, and all the water qilin that had entered the square was enveloped in it, and the boundless resentment in the black curtain was generated, turning into a big mouth, not only swallowing the water column, but also swallowing the water qilin that wanted to resist in the rear.

Although the Water Qilin has lived for a thousand years, its own strength is similar to that of the Black Water Snake, and Fang Jin was able to easily subdue the Black Water Snake when he was in the Jindan Period, not to mention that it has now reached the Yuan Infant Stage, so it can be said that he can be captured.

Putting away the water qilin with the soul coffin, Fang Jin turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall of Qingyun Houshan, where there was not only Wan Jianyi but also the strongest magic weapon in the entire plot, the Zhuxian Sword.

After walking a few steps, a message aura lit up, Fang Jin's divine sense probed into it, and found that it was the ghost king who had passed over, Cang Song had already started, Dao Xuan was injured by the seven-tailed centipede of the poison god, not only the original injury was not good, but now it is more serious, but even so, Dao Xuan still fought hard with the sword of the Immortal and the ghost king.

The ghost king's current summons is to let Fang Jin move in to block Dao Xuan, otherwise, with the Zhu Immortal Sword, whether the Demon Dao can win in the end is still two words.

After receiving the information, Fang Jin sneered, and then crushed the transmission spirit rune, regardless of the ghost king, he walked all the way towards the back mountain, and after the Zhuxian Sword was used up, it would automatically return to the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and it was no longer possible for Dao Xuan to be injured, and he was devoured by the anger in the Zhuxian Sword.

This will be able to fight all thanks to the powerful cultivation to forcibly suppress the injury, but the strength of the ten can not use three parts, even if there is a Zhuxian Sword in hand, the ghost king They can survive if they are careful, as long as this period of time passes, Dao Xuan will definitely die.

Fang Jin came to the back mountain in a few steps, looked at the ancestral hall in front of him, and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth, eyebrows and sword eyes standing outside the ancestral hall.

"Who are you?"

Lin Jingyu drank.

Fang Jin's brows furrowed, and with a wave of his hand, a violent wind flew Lin Jingyu out, slamming it on the ground, and the dragon slaying sword in his hand also let out a mournful roar.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lin Jingyu felt as if his abdomen and six organs were broken, and the whole person couldn't move in a daze.

"Huh!"

Fang Jin took a few steps and walked to the dragon slaying sword inserted into the ground, and pulled out the sword, but seeing that the sword was originally as clear as autumn water, the vision of the rising rui qi was dimmed after being pulled out by Fang Jin, like scrap iron.

Fang Jin shook his head, hung the dragon slaying sword on his waist, looked up at the ancestral hall and said, "Why, haven't you come out yet?" ”

"Ugh...."

A sigh came, as if the world was desolate, and then a burst of footsteps came, only to see when an old man with a withered face appeared in the ancestral hall, the old man was tall, wearing a white robe, and he felt endless righteousness rushing to his face at a glance.

Fang Jin knew that this was Wan Jianyi, who had been cultivating in the ancestral hall, and sensed it a little, the peak of the Shangqing realm, that is, the realm of Jindan consummation, although it did not reach the realm of Daoxuan, which is the realm of Yuanying, but it was also a rare master in the world.

Neither of the two spoke, they just stood like that, their eyes looked at each other, Lin Jingyu, who was lying on the ground on the side, had already recovered from his confusion at this time, and he was about to find other people to save him, he knew that the man in black in front of him could beat him seriously with a wave of his hand, so the identity was definitely not simple, and the purpose of coming here must not be simple.

However, just as Lin Jingyu took a step, Fang Jin and Wan Jianyi, who were originally motionless, suddenly moved together, Fang Jin closed his hands, and a whirlpool appeared in his hand in an instant, and the two breaths of gray and black continued to rotate in his hand, like a strange Taiji diagram.

The two breaths combined and rotated once, and the space around them seemed to have some folds.

At the same time, Lin Jingyu, who was about to leave, suddenly found that he seemed to have entered a swamp, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely viscous, and a huge gravity instantly crushed him to the ground, Lin Jingyu just wanted to use the mana that he had cultivated for many years in his body, but he was horrified to find that his mana could not be moved.

"Good means, I didn't expect Your Excellency's realm to be so profound, this is the realm of the Taiqing realm." When Fang Jin made his move, Wan Jianyi naturally moved, only to see that his body was clear and generous, and one after another sword qi suddenly formed a closed ball to wrap him inside.

Constantly resisting the invasion of the domain released by Fang Jin, and at the same time cutting the resentment and evil qi that were interspersed around that could not be seen by the naked eye, but this kind of realm was not simple for Wan Jianyi, and it didn't take a few minutes for him to hold on.

"It's interesting, it's a pseudo-realm, Wan Jianyi deserves to be Wan Jianyi." Looking at the sword qi ball that wrapped Wan Jianyi inside, Fang Jin smiled, he really didn't expect that a person from the Jindan Realm would be able to use the unique divine power of the Yuan Ying Realm.

The people of the Yuanying realm can be said to be stronger than the Jindan realm in the comprehension of the rules, and the most direct manifestation of this comprehension is that it can form a realm of rule manifestation, in the realm, the Yuanying monk can use the rules he has comprehended to his heart's content, and can also use this to suppress other monks.

And only the domain can restrain each other, and no matter how strong the monks of the Jindan period are, they cannot be the opponents of the Yuanying monks in the realm. Wan Jianyi was able to comprehend some rules and create a pseudo-realm during the Jindan period, which can be said to be a genius of the heavens.

But it is simply impossible to rely on this to contend with Fang Jin.