In fact, Elder Moye was able to successfully build the foundation, and his luck was really great, and his roots were basically loose. He also succeeded unexpectedly with a foundation-building pill he obtained by chance. The Taoist foundation was just blue, and even among the blue Taoist foundation, they were all inferior, but Fang Xing almost formed a purple Taoist foundation. Although he was polluted by evil spirits, his essence was much higher than Moye, which was a world of difference.

The most important thing is that Elder Moye thought that Fang Xing was just agile. When he took action, he was a little careless and only showed 50% of his strength. Then being slapped by Fang Xing would not be a surprise.

"Little kid, you finally came out. Ying is waiting for you for a long time..."

Fang Xing was stunned when suddenly a loud shout came from his head, and he ran towards him like a roar of a lion and slapped it with a palm.

A phantom of a nine-headed lion appeared above his head, with a powerful palm force, rolling over a radius of thirty feet.

"Fuck me, build the fifth level of foundation, run quickly..."

Fang Xing was shocked and was very surprised at the mid-stage foundation building. "The leader of the Beast Sect was still a little afraid. When he saw him slapped his palm, he immediately shook his back and transformed into two golden wings, rushing towards the distance like lightning.

Ying Shirou slapped the sky with his palm, and was also a little surprised at the speed of this little ghost, but he wanted to ask the secret of Qingqiu Tomb, so he naturally refused to let him go. With a loud roar, he chased Fang Xing. He was in the middle stage of foundation building and flew through the clouds, faster than lightning. Fang Xing had not yet learned the technique of flying clouds, so he only flew with two golden wings behind him, but his speed was not slow.

The 100,800 swords are originally used as secret techniques of the Peng Clan flying clan and are used for flight, and the effect is also extremely obvious.

One of them fled and the other chased. In an instant, they flew three thousand miles away. Ying Lion Roar barely approached Fang Xing, but had not caught him yet.

Fang Xing complained secretly in his heart, feeling that he could not escape, but at this moment, in the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag wrapped around him for defense, the strange voice of the evil king of Dapeng sounded: "It's just a mere mid-stage of foundation building, why are you escaping?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and said, "I can't beat him..."

The evil king of Dapeng said speechlessly: "Do you think this ten thousand spirit flag is a decoration?"

Fang Xing was stunned. He thought it made sense, so he stopped immediately and said, "Don't run away, turn around and get rid of him!"

After building the foundation, he had not yet fought with others, so he was difficult to judge each other's strength, so he acted quite cautiously. When he saw Ying Shirou, who was in the middle stage of building the foundation, he subconsciously ran away. However, after being reminded by the evil king of Dapeng, he suddenly realized that he didn't have to be so afraid of him. Even if he had just successfully built the foundation and had the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag in his hand, he might not have the power to fight.

"Little devil, just surrender. I have any questions to ask you, I don't want to take your life directly!"

Ying Shiro saw Fang Xing stop, and waved her sleeves and shouted loudly.

"Ha ha……"

Fang Xing laughed loudly, without answering at all, waved the Wanling Flag and shouted: "Old Xie, bite him..."

With the wave of the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag, half of the sky was filled with black clouds. Countless demons of shape could be seen hiding in the black clouds, rolling like smoke, rolling towards the roar of the Lion. In this black cloud, the golden big roll king, who was ten feet long, was extremely conspicuous, floating in the black clouds, raising fierce power, and it was like a vicious shark walking through the waves, which made people shudder.

This Dapeng is the manifestation of the true spirit of the evil king of Dapeng, and it is so powerful that it is so powerful.

"Little bastard, I am a dignified demon king at least, so be careful about speaking..."

The evil king of Dapeng, who was rushing towards the roar of the lion, did not forget to turn around and shout to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Next time to pay attention... Lao Xie, get him!"

They were talking relaxed, but Ying Shiro suddenly changed his face. A demon cloud hit him, which made him feel a chill on his back in the middle of the foundation building stage. He was strange and inexplicably. He roared anxiously and activated his natal demon spirit. A nine-headed lion phantom, like a hill, appeared above his head, and nine heads opened their mouths at the same time, and invisible sound waves roared towards the black clouds.

The Nine-Headed Lion’s Native Power, the Sky-Swallowing Lion’s Roar!

The sound waves rolled, destroying the clouds and breaking the sky, causing hurricanes to sweep the void.

"Haha, it's actually using the demon spirits of our demon clan to practice. Your inheritance is interesting!"

In the dark clouds, the evil king of Dapeng sneered, and his body suddenly became three times larger, no less than the phantom of the nine-headed lion. Then he spread his wings and the covered sword feathers attacked the nine-headed lion. The lion's roar and sound wave collided with the sword feathers, and they actually annihilated each other. For a moment, black smoke rolled in the air and burst into pieces, disrupting the wind and clouds, disappearing the sun, and a mess.

"It is clever to inherit the demon spirit from yourself and use the power of the demon spirit to display magical powers. Most people may suffer a great loss when they encounter you, but you are restrained in front of me. Take this demon spirit for me..."

The voice of the evil king of Dapeng came in the dark, with surprising domineering and majesty.

Fang Xing was so happy to hear that King Dapeng Xie was so domineering. At the same time, he thought that Lao Xie didn't seem to be a good guy before. The words "bring them to me" were so natural. He had done such things many times at first glance!

Ying Lion Roar and the Evil King had a plan to attack. The nine-headed lion magic power that was invincible actually failed. He was shocked and he did not hesitate to crazily activate the nine-headed lion demon spirit to fight against the rolling black smoke. At this time, he couldn't even care about the little ghost Fang Xing. Even by being surrounded by hundreds of demon spirits, even if he was in the middle stage of foundation building, he was already a little helpless and was clumsy.

What's even more terrifying is that the big roc in the black cloud is surprisingly powerful.

Logically speaking, the power he can exert, the nine-headed lion demon spirit that he has practiced for nearly a hundred years, is really stronger than the demon spirit in the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag that has been successfully refined and even a little blood has not been contaminated. However, with a monster like the Evil King of Dapeng, it has doubled his pressure, and he has a vague sense of irresistibleness. He can only do his best to attack desperately.

"Little devil, this person's strength is not bad, but we have not enjoyed the blood sacrifice. Our strength is very limited. In fact, it is not his opponent. However, when he practices the magic of demon spirit, he happened to be restrained by the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag, so he could barely resist it. But if he continues to fight like this, I'm afraid no one can do anything to anyone. You have to help you subdue this person. The nine-headed lion demon spirit in his body is actually the Nascent Soul Demon Spirit of the Ancient Demon Clan. Since he has encountered it, he must not let it go. He must take its seal and seal it on our Ten Thousand Spirit Flag..."

When Ying Lion Roar was a little scared, the evil king of Dapeng also quietly sent a message to Fang Xing.

It seems that this old guy doesn't show as much confidence as he does.

"Okay, I thought I was fine..."

Fang Xing, who was standing aside watching the fun, curled his lips and said to King Dapeng: "It's not me who said to you, the decent Golden Pill Demon King can't even deal with the middle stage of foundation building. Do you know what embarrassment is?"

The seven orifices of the evil king's aura of Dapeng cursed: "When I had a demon body, I was a golden elixir, but now I was just a wisp of demon spirits, and I didn't enjoy the slightest blood sacrifice. I can use the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag magic array to trap you in a mid-stage foundation building stage. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with? Do you know that if someone else drives the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag, you need to use your own essence and blood as a guide to consume your cultivation. However, I will take control of this flag, and use me to drive the spirits, so that you can save you a lot of trouble. You actually..."

"Okay, okay, see if you take action, you can keep it safe..."

Fang Xing ignored the nagging of the evil king of Dapeng, quietly loosened the Wanling Flag and hung it in the air independently. He secretly touched Ying Shirou's back. Seeing that this man was exerting his full strength and fighting with the demon spirit rolling in the black clouds, he had no time to spit in his hand, picked the Jinghuangqin behind him, held the narrower end with both hands, and rushed over like lightning.

He practiced 18,000 swords to a certain level, and his speed was extremely amazing within a short distance. In addition, Ying Shi Roar had no time, so he was touched by him, waved the Jinghuangqin and knocked on the back of Ying Shi Roar's head.

He regarded it as a great stick.

But when he was roaring, he was fighting fiercely with the demon spirits in the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag. Suddenly, he noticed someone coming from behind. Before he could react, he felt that the back of his head was shocked. Fang Xing was knocked by the stick. There was a stagnation between the magical powers and magics of the nine-headed lion demon spirit driven by him. The evil king of Dapeng laughed loudly, and countless demon spirits rushed up, like a tide, rolling him up.

"How is it? Or is this good guy??"

Fang Xing was very proud of carrying the Jinghuang Qin.

The evil king of Dapeng is a little bit shady.

This is my first battle in the first place. I didn't expect that I could not get it off even if I dealt with a middle-level foundation building stage, or a middle-level foundation building stage where the magic was restrained by the Ten Thousand Spirits Flags. Isn't this successful with the help of this little devil? It's okay if I just do this, but this little devil was knocking this person with a stick. Isn't this intentional embarrassment?

"Let's go, put this guy down and force him to brand the Nine-Headed Lion Magic Seal on the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag!"

The evil king of Dapeng exclaimed with the roar of Ying Lion and kicked him angrily.

He fell in love with the nine-headed lion demon spirit that was roaring in the lion, because he had already seen that the nine-headed lion demon spirit was the ancient Nascent Soul Demon Lord. It was essentially no different from the demon spirit sealed on the Ten Thousand Spirits Flags. It was just that he didn't know what method the Hundred Beasts Sect used to pass on this demon spirit from generation to generation, refining his divine thoughts with it.

In this way, they can drive some of the magical powers of the nine-headed lion demon spirits during their lifetime, and even obtain some demon inheritance hidden in the nine-headed lion demon spirit's magical consciousness. This is indeed a mysterious method, and he is very interested in research.

Of course, another reason is that if the magic seal of this demon spirit is sealed on the Ten Thousand Spirits Flag, then as the main spirit, he would be like an additional demon spirit in the Nascent Soul Realm as his subordinate, and his strength would be much stronger.

"If you know the image, just hand over the seal of your nine-headed lion demon spirit!"

Fang Xing approached Ying Shi's roar and shouted fiercely, looking like a robbery. (To be continued...)

ps: The power of the Wanling Flag is just beginning to show, and I ask everyone for votes with the power of the evil king of Dapeng...

Chapter 208: Nine-Headed Lion Demon Spirit:

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