Chapter 700 The Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth

A large millstone can defeat your eight thousand tricks!

Fang Xing's sharp shout even shocked the monk Nanzhan, who had been suppressed by Song Guichan and was almost in despair, to wake up a little. With difficulty, he separated out a trace of spiritual thought and looked at Fang Xing. Song Guichan, on the other hand, frowned tightly and looked at Fang Xing with some confusion, as if he didn't understand how this kid had the confidence to say such a thing to him at this stage.

The hands move up and down, like a mill, activating the yin and yang power of heaven and earth.

Following Fang Xing's movements, the spiritual power in the formation slowly rotated, forming a huge vortex.

Song Guichan couldn't help but frown. With his eyes, he could naturally see that Fang Xing was using a magical power at this time. However, this magical power was not necessarily very powerful. It was probably even worse than the Dragon Clan's thunder technique. A lot.

Is this the Yin-Yang Great Millstone?

This little devil wants to use this magical power to break his eight thousand spells?

Is he kidding himself?

Song Guichan was a little puzzled, but his attention was indeed attracted by Fang Xing, and he was not even eager to add more force to suppress Gui Wa, Han Ying, Li Hongyi, Wang Qiong and others who had been suppressed by him. Instead of killing, he secretly activated his spiritual power. With a flick of his finger, four or five divine lights containing various powers of wind, thunder, fire, and gold were shot towards Fang Xing, to test his depth.

Boom!

Just when these rays of divine light hit Fang Xing, Fang Xing pushed with both hands, and immediately a large Yin-Yang grinding wheel with green upper part and red lower part appeared from the air. These rays of divine light were suddenly struck by The Yin-Yang Great Mill was introduced, then crushed and minced, and turned into the purest power. Instead, it converged on the Yin-Yang Great Mill, making the aura of this mill even more terrifying and more frightening.

"It turns out that he rebelled against Yin and Yang, obliterated the runic rules within the spell, and took away its power for his own use..."

Song Guichan spoke calmly. He had indeed learned superbly. After some trial and error, he had almost understood the principle of this magical power.

However, after realizing it, there was a bit of confusion on his face: "To be able to deduce this magical power, the person who created this technique must have some ingenuity, but you want to use such a magical power to break through My eight thousand spells are still far behind!"

At the end of the sentence, his eyebrows narrowed, and a huge mountain appeared from the sky, rumbling down towards Fang Xing's head.

Whip Mountain Technique!

This technique contains laws that can suppress all rebellion. Song Guichan was about to use this technique to destroy the great millstone of Yin and Yang.

However, at this time, Fang Xing was not at all panicked. He just kept a cold face and pushed the Yin-Yang millstone that had been slowly pushed in one circle again. This time, as he pushed his magical power, a The wisps of mountain spirit were driven into the Yin-Yang Great Mill by him. For a moment, the Yin-Yang Great Mill, which was divided into upper and lower levels, suddenly became as dignified as a mountain, turning heavily and almost possessing the power of annihilating all things. Even Song Gui After the mountain summoned by Zen fell, it was directly sucked into the Yin-Yang Great Moment and disappeared.

"Erase the magic seeds in the elixir to enhance the power of magical powers. Are you crazy?"

Song Guichan's face suddenly turned uglier. He already understood Fang Xing's intention, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

He could no longer care about anything else and continued to attack Fang Xing with countless magical powers.

But at this moment, Fang Xing ignored him at all, and just frowned tightly. Within the realm of consciousness, all kinds of different powers were extracted and poured into the Great Mill of Yin and Yang, water and fire, metal and Thunder, Hongmeng's death energy and Fengchan Mountain's mountain spirit, all kinds of different forces are intertwined together, either contradicting each other or creating each other. Under the influence of the Yin-Yang Great Millstone technique, they suddenly become the force that promotes the Yin-Yang Great Mill, destroying The breath of sex increased exponentially, the grinding of yin and yang became bigger and bigger, and the breath became more terrifying.

The spells that Song Guichen sent were enough to disrupt the operation of the Yin-Yang Millstone in normal times, but at this time, as the power of the Yin-Yang Millstone became stronger and stronger, they all seemed like nutrients sent to them. Likewise, it was drawn in by the Yin-Yang Great Mill, and then destroyed and minced. The divine light merged into the Yin-Yang Great Mill and became part of the power of this magical power, which continued to circulate.

Boom!

It seems as if there is really a big grinding mill wiping out the world, and the dull thunder makes people's hearts tremble.

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and pushed the big grinder, blue veins appeared on his forehead, he could hardly control the yin and yang grinder.

Even this large formation is being shaken by the Yin-Yang Great Mill at this moment, and may be destroyed at any time.

"Little devil, are you really willing to pay such a high price to defeat me?"

At this time, Song Guichan was already shouting angrily.

"Of course I will defeat you..."

Fang Xing raised his head at this moment, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Thank you for forcing me to reject this great technique!"

"From today on, this technique is no longer called the Great Millstone of Yin and Yang, but the Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Xing laughed wildly, and then suddenly pushed with both hands, triggering this magical movement to rush towards Song Guichan.

"Retreat!"

Song Guichan's face was livid, he threw aside all the cultivators in Nanzhan, concentrated all his energy, and used his most exquisite skills, attacking Fang Xing one by one, but in Under the extremely huge yin and yang grinding force that seemed to be rushing towards him slowly and urgently, his proud spells now felt like a mantis trying to block a car...

No matter what kind of magic or magic weapon it is, it is completely useless in front of the great grinding of Yin and Yang.

As long as it collides with the Yin-Yang Great Mill, or even comes close, it will be drawn in, and then destroyed, turning into pure divine light.

To put it simply, the yin and yang grinding was even pushed by Fang Xing to a point where the fight became stronger and stronger.

Song Guichan's face has become extremely ugly. If he had a choice, he would probably escape immediately, but at this time he was suppressed under the death gate of the formation, relying entirely on the lotus platform to withstand the suppression power of the formation. If you leave the lotus platform, you will be suppressed by the formation. If you don't leave, you will need to resist the power of Fang Xing's yin and yang millstone head-on. There is no second way.

"I am Chunyang Taoist Song Gui Chan. If you want to defeat me, how easy is it?"

At this moment, Song Guichan also shouted angrily, quickly formed seals with his hands, and activated his spiritual power crazily.

"The Great Technique of Nine Netherworlds!"

"Red Lotus Technique!"

"The art of destruction!"

"Dharma Protector Divine Light!"

"Big Buddha Palm!"

Song Guichan already looked a bit hysterical. After using all the magic skills, he watched helplessly as the Yin-Yang Grinding Machine rushed towards him at an unstoppable speed. In desperation, he suddenly Gritting his teeth, he picked up the last magic formula. The flesh and blood Dao source contained in the lotus platform was poured into his own body in an instant, and his body also began to grow with the infusion of so much power. It trembled violently, then swelled, and fine scales appeared in the body.

His figure tripled in this moment, and a pair of black flesh wings sprouted from his back. At the same time, he pressed down with one hand, summoning a demonic cloud containing the cries of countless evil ghosts. Some miserable-looking people could be seen in the cloud. In the image of evil ghosts, Fang Xing even saw You Mi Kuang, Passionate Beauty, and monk Zhu Nanzhan struggling in the demon cloud...

Shura phase!

This majestic son of Chunyang God actually displayed a demonic form similar to Fang Xing's killing technique at this time!

"Little devil, if you want to defeat me, it's just a dream!"

Song Guichan shouted sternly, and was about to shrink into a ball, resisting Fang Xing's giant millstone with his body that was countless times stronger and the demonic cloud, but he suddenly felt a lightness all over his body, which had been suppressing him. The power of the formation actually dissipated at this moment. This unexpected scene left Song Guichan without even thinking about it or having time to think about it. He only felt a joy in his heart, and his body immediately surged, filled with endless murderous and demonic intent. , activated the magic cloud, and rushed straight towards Fang Xing in a mighty manner.

"Hell's great art, break it for me..."

At this time, Fang Xing was too close to him, and it was impossible to dodge. Attack was the only way.

Not far away, the Great Golden Crow, whose golden feathers were withered and blackened by lightning, was holding the formation flag that it had personally pulled down. Its round eyes were flashing with hatred, and it cursed secretly: "Let everyone see it." Look at how ugly you are..."

At this time, at the foot of Fengchan Mountain, both the Nanzhan cultivators and the Shenzhou cultivators were waiting quietly for the results of the tenth formation.

Although the formation of the tenth formation had been solved by Song Guichan at the beginning, the smoke and cloud that belonged to the tenth formation of Fengchan was still there, blocking their spiritual vision. Therefore, just like the previous formations, they were outside. , could only wait anxiously for the result of this battle, but could not see it concretely. At this time, even the confident Chinese monks were a little anxious, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The duration of this battle was too long!

With the cultivation of Chunyang God Son Song Guichen, is it so difficult to suppress these juniors from Nanzhan?

"Gui Chan, he won't..."

Even Yin Ling Dao Master couldn't help but tentatively spoke.

"Won't!"

Taoist Master Chunyang spoke immediately and interrupted her, while Taoist Master Yinling said nothing.

In fact, even she didn't think so.

However, at this moment, they suddenly felt a warning sign and looked up towards the mountain.

At the position of the tenth formation, the cloud of smoke that shrouded the ground and blocked the spiritual exploration of the monks seemed to be attracted by an extremely powerful force, forming a huge vortex that kept spinning, and followed by The rotation began to become smaller and smaller, condensed together, and then was sucked into a huge millstone, but everything in the tenth formation was revealed in front of them.

To the west, a young man in a gray shirt pushed a chaotic mill with a sacred and terrifying aura, rushing towards the east.

To the east, a Shura with two wings on his back drove the rolling magic cloud and rushed towards the west.

"The little devil actually cultivated the human body demon form that can only be cultivated by sacrificing living beings?"

"No...that's Senior Brother Song Guichan..."

There were exclamations at the foot of Fengchan Mountain.