Chapter 682 Innate Wooden Treasure

"Hahahaha, you bastard, come here and let me beat you to death!"

There was no one blocking the way, and Fang Xing felt inexplicably happy. Suddenly, he laughed wildly, and accelerated again. Between his left and right palms, the two thunder beads passed by. The thunder and lightning continued to gather along the way, and they already contained incomparable energy. The terrifying power of thunder and lightning followed his indomitable charge and struck directly at Zhao Changhe, the son of the Talisman Taoist who was sitting on the gourd in front of him.

Before Fang Xing arrived, Zhao Changhe's hair was fluttering under his forehead as the fierce wind aroused by his body was blowing. The Fuqi Dao God's brows also frowned slightly. It seemed that the Nanzhan monk had picked up his junior brothers and sisters respectively. The attack made him a little dissatisfied, but facing Fang Xing's head-on attack with indescribable power, he didn't seem to care, and the corners of his mouth curled up instead.

boom!

Fang Xing swung his palms straight forward, and unexpectedly formed two long rivers of thunder and lightning, rushing towards Zhao Changhe.

The horror of this blow made even the Fuqi Dao Zhenzhuan and Nanzhan disciples who were fighting fiercely around them secretly feel frightened and looked at it sideways.

However, Zhao Changhe, who was the first to bear the brunt, had no intention of resisting or dodging. It was not until the two rivers of thunder and lightning had rushed in front of him that he suddenly smiled, reached out and patted the gourd under his seat, and then, the words on the mouth of the gourd The stopper suddenly flew out automatically, and a whirlpool-like green space was revealed inside the gourd's mouth. The two long rivers of thunder and lightning that Fang Xing shot were suddenly attracted by the gourd, just like a giant whale sucking water. , after a long while, it was empty, not a drop was left.

"****..."

Even Fang Xing was stunned and looked at the gourd a little dumbfounded.

He easily sucked away the violent thunder river he shot. Isn't this baby too exaggerated?

How else to fight?

"Ah……"

Zhao Changhe, who had an indifferent expression, suddenly sneered at this moment: "Little devil, do you really think that with just your fighting power, you can challenge the sects of our Northern Territory head-on? What a dream! Which of our sects and sects in the Northern Territory is not the inheritance? Ten thousand years, the foundation is unimaginable, how can you shake it? Today, a certain family will use this eight-treasure gourd to let you feel what it means to crush..."

boom!

After finishing speaking, he suddenly picked up a dharma seal and pressed it into the void. Suddenly, two dazzling thunder lights lit up.

"Puff" "Puff"

In the void, two thunderballs suddenly shot out, hitting Fang Xing who was completely defenseless at this time.

Fang Xing's heart froze, and he almost didn't have time to think about it, so he suddenly raised the small ivory tower on his waist. It suddenly grew in size in front of him and blocked him solidly. Two thunderballs hit the ivory tower. On the small tower, it was like running water hitting a stubborn stone, sliding to both sides. At the same time, it continued to expand and explode, until the void turned into a sea of ​​thunder, crackling and making a harsh sound.

"call……"

The sea of ​​thunder gradually receded, and Fang Xing's figure hiding behind the small ivory tower was also revealed. Although he was hiding behind the small tower, he was not completely spared. His appearance at this time was a bit miserable, and his clothes were burnt. , there are even scorched black scars, which are recovering at a speed visible to the physical body under the urging of the wooden spirit in his body, but it can also hurt him, which is also evident from the intensity of the thunder beads.

As soon as he took action, he was at a disadvantage.

Neither the Nanzhan cultivators nor the Fuqi Dao disciples expected this situation, and the looks in their eyes were a bit strange.

This little devil came over from the first line and was so majestic. It seems that he shouldn't be suppressed so easily, right?

Except for those who know the details of the gourd, they understand that the Son of God who sacrificed this magic weapon from the beginning probably wanted to suppress this little devil with the power of thunder and not give him any room to resist, so as to cheer up China's appearance. Somewhat depressed momentum.

"In front of me, you can only get beaten, little devil, but do you still have something to say?"

Zhao Changhe stood up from the gourd, with a sneer on his face, and began to twist the magic formula.

"Huh?"

Fang Xing didn't have any other expression, he was just full of curiosity and tentatively struck a lightning bolt over.

However, with his cultivation level, a bolt of lightning that he can shoot out at will is extraordinary, crackling like a snake swimming in the void.

However, Zhao Changhe had a sneer on his face, tilted the gourd, and naturally took the lightning in.

"I said before, you can only get beaten in front of me, aren't you convinced?"

Zhao Changhe's face was full of sarcasm, and he looked at Fang Xing as if he were looking at a clown, or a dead person.

"It's really amazing..."

Surprisingly, Fang Xing didn't have any expression of frustration. Instead, his face was full of excitement. He almost rubbed his palms together in admiration. The gleam in his eyes was chilling. Then he pointed at the gourd in Zhao Changhe's hand and said decisively: "This treasure, I wanted!"

However, it was discovered through the Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror that this gourd is a rare innate wooden treasure. To put it simply, this kind of treasure is not refined at all, but is formed from some kind of immortal plant. Those who come out are born with the runes of the Great Dao and have magical effects. The function of this gourd is to swallow it. Whether it is a spell or a magic weapon, it can be swallowed inside.

There are even rumors that the top level of this type of magic weapon contains the heaven and earth within it, and a gourd is a universe.

This kind of magic weapon is extremely rare even in China. When Fang Xing was practicing in Qingyun Sect, he only heard about it from Uncle Eleven, but never saw it with his own eyes. Now after seeing this gourd with the Yin and Yang God and Demon Jian, he Recognized with surprise.

Zhao Changhe obviously didn't know what Fang Xing was thinking at this time. When he saw him threatening to snatch his magic weapon, he sneered, jumped up, and spread his palms. The gourd under the seat automatically shrank and flew into his palm. Holding the gourd, he looked towards Fang Xing with a half-smile, and said lightly: "You want it? Okay, the gourd is in the hands of a certain family, but they have the ability, so feel free to snatch it away!"

Kara la!

As he spoke, countless lightnings suddenly appeared under his feet, and they gathered more and more, turning into a thunder dragon more than ten feet long and as thick as a bucket. He stood on the huge head of the thunder dragon and shouted loudly. While laughing, the thunder dragon suddenly looked out and rolled towards Fang Xing from the sea of ​​clouds. It shook its head and tail, evaded like lightning, and spat out several terrifying thunderbolts from its mouth.

"The art of expelling thunder!"

Fang Xing frowned, bluffed his fingers, and pressed his hand towards Zhao Changhe who was rushing towards him.

But there was only a "bang" sound, and three lightning bolts as thick as arms suddenly fell without any warning above Zhao Changhe's head. They were as unpredictable as the power of heaven, and they struck directly at Zhao Changhe who was standing on top of the thunder dragon. Go down, the power is amazing.

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Changhe laughed, raised the gourd in his hand, and three lightning bolts penetrated into the gourd, without threatening him at all. The thunder dragon under his feet roared, and the dragon's tail swept over with a roar, and the clouds in the sky were all gone. Swept clean by this, the dim sky and earth seemed to light up. Fang Xing stepped into the air and flew high into the sky before he managed to escape.

"Is it really that evil?"

After Fang Xing dodged the thunder dragon's sweep, he turned over and made a hand gesture, and launched three more ancient swords.

Cousin, fat sheep, copycat!

The three ancient swords snatched from the Demon Land Taishi Chi'er, the sword energy was dim, and they slashed straight at Zhao Changhe.

However, with one move of Zhao Changhe's gourd, green energy filled the air, and the three ancient swords flew into the gourd in the blink of an eye.

It is no different from what Uncle Eleven told Fang Xing back then. Unless the monk has profound magic power and the power contained in the magic weapon or magic weapon is enough to resist the inherent Tao Yun law of this kind of gourd, it will not work as soon as it gets close. The gourd will be put in. The principle is very simple. It is simply a storage bag with an open mouth. The mouth of the bag has a terrifying gravitational force, and everything it encounters will be taken away.

However, if Fang Xing's cultivation level is even higher, for example, if his thunder skills reach the level of Dragon Lord, and he can use all the thunder techniques in the sky to follow his will, then even this gourd will not be able to take him away. It is a magic weapon, or he has moved the magic weapon to a desired state, and the power attached to it is greater than the gravitational force on the gourd mouth, then the magic weapon will naturally not be pulled away and can be recovered.

It's a pity that since this gourd is regarded as the treasure of the sect by Fuqi Dao, it is naturally extraordinary. If it is held in the hands of the master of Fuqi Dao, even his contemporaries Yuanying Daxiu may not dare to stand in front of this gourd. Feel free to sacrifice your magic weapon.

The Talisman Taoist Master originally gave this treasure to Zhao Changhe as a back-up for the finale, just in case. Unfortunately, Zhao Changhe's arrogance exceeded the imagination of the Talisman Taoist Master. In order to frighten his opponent, he suddenly He took it out from the beginning and relied on this treasure to crush him.

Boom!

Zhao Changhe controlled the Thunder Dragon and rushed towards Fang Xing again.

The most unfair fight in history began. Facing Zhao Changhe's attack, Fang Xing had almost no power to fight back.

In other words, there is no point in fighting back, it just allows the other party to gain more.

The gourd produced by the fairy vine can not only absorb the power of magic, but also can collect people's magic weapons. Its function is simply unbelievable.

"Little devil, I've heard that you follow the Dragon Lord to practice secret techniques. Has he taught you the dragon clan's lightning-repelling technique?"

Zhao Changhe's voice came loudly: "I am also good at thunder skills. I am a peer in China and it is rare to meet an opponent. I wanted to fight with you. Unfortunately, with your proficiency in thunder skills, you can't even dodge this gourd." Gravity shows that the Fire Lord is not enough and it is not worth fighting with you. If you are smart, just accept my suppression and give me the secret method that Dragon Lord passed on to you. Maybe, I can still leave you with a complete corpse!"

"You bastard, do you really think you have nothing left to do?"

Fang Xing was kicked out and ran around. He was angry and cursed while thinking about it.

"Oh, you'd better use more methods. Use the power of magic to attract the nourishing energy of this treasure. The magic treasure will be owned by my Fuqi Dao and will be distributed to my Fuqi Dao disciples for use in the future!" Zhao Changhe laughed. Laughing, all kinds of tricks were used.

"How dare you take advantage of me, my uncle?"

Fang Xing also felt fierce in his heart, and a bold idea arose from the bottom of his heart.