The Nascent Soul was extraordinary when he took action. The small tower that was freely traveling through the formation was locked. Five spiritual powers intertwined between the five fingers of the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Lingzhi Sect, and the middle point was this small tower as small as mustard seeds for the Nascent Soul, which was a hundred feet tall. No matter where the small tower rushed, it would be locked by his spiritual power. When the five fingers were closed, it was when the small tower was pinched by him.

Faced with this situation, Fang Xing also acted fiercely, stopped hiding, and simply rushed over.

A roar of "hit him to death" sounded. The small tower, which was originally the size of an adult's thumb, suddenly shone brightly and became bigger. Almost like an instant, it changed from thumb to one person's size, and then from one person to the size of a giant elephant. Finally, when it rushed to the front of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, it had turned into a hill, and rushed over rumbled and hard.

"Um?"

The ancestor of the Nascent Soul grabbed it with one hand, but it was not until the five fingers grabbed the small tower that he suddenly sensed that the seemingly ordinary small tower was intertwined with extremely powerful laws. Between his five fingers, the spiritual power was shattered, the void was chaotic, and he couldn't slip. He actually held the air and watched the small tower like a hill smash straight towards the door.

"not good!"

The Nascent Soul Ancestor of Lingqiao Sect realized something was wrong, and shouted and wanted to dodge.

But it was too late, and the small tower was extremely fierce. It was a blink of an eye. With a blink of an eye, the small tower as big as a hill hit the forehead of the Nascent Soul Ancestor. Compared with his hundred-foot-high method, it looked like a brick buckled on the forehead. The Nascent Soul Ancestor screamed and fell to the ground...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Quaguaguaguaguagua..."

The little devil and the thief crow came from the small tower. The little tower became smaller again and continued to rush forward.

The cultivators watching the battle were stunned.

Unlike the small tower that turned into a thumb-sized shape and was hiding forward, this time the small tower became as big as a hill. The Dharma image of the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Lingzhi Sect was also a hundred feet high, but it made people see it clearly at a glance... Within three hundred miles, all the monks saw the dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor who was hit by the small tower, and his mouth widened for a moment. He even forgot to close...

"It actually...it actually knocked over the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. What kind of treasure is that?"

All the cultivators who watched the battle took a breath of cold air and their hearts trembled. This scene was really too amazing.

However, only a few big figures were keen to discover that after knocking over the Nascent Soul Ancestor, the small tower seemed to remain unchanged, but in fact the light was already dimming quickly, just like the beautiful jade losing its precious light, the pearl losing its crystal clearness, and it was rapidly passing away some precious power. A certain breath on the small tower was also passing away rapidly, gradually weakening.

For the remaining large formation, the remaining power is enough.

After knocking over the Nascent Soul, the small tower immediately shrank quickly and turned to the size of a thumb again, flying forward like lightning. The Lingqiu Sect hid in this formation to prevent the accidental Nascent Soul Ancestor. Since he had been knocked over, no one of the disciples of the sect behind had the ability to stop the small tower. They could only watch it desperately and rushed towards the other end of the magic circle.

"laugh……"

Looking down from the void, the black cloud formation that covered a radius of hundreds of miles was finally completely divided into two halves at this time.

"Hahahaha. I won, cast the spell seal, you shameless, come with the head!"

After rushing out of the magic circle, the small tower hung in the air, and a gray light and a golden light flew out. However, it turned into the appearance of the little devil and the big golden crow in the void. Fang Xing laughed loudly, and with his palm spread, the small tower flew back to his palm, and his energy was restrained, and it turned into an inconspicuous look again. No one could have imagined that this was a semi-immortal weapon that could change at will.

After yelling with great enthusiasm, Xiongjiu glanced at Xiaota with a frown, looking distressed.

This small tower is the life-saving weapon given to him by Genbo. When he hurriedly brought the Big Golden Crow away from the demon land, Genbo gave it to him. It was very simple, that is, you little bastard treasures and you can't put the storage bag open. Old man, I'll give you something to hold, and then give it to him. The changes are satisfactory and the space is great, which is most suitable for placing things.

However, if it is just for storage, the lord doesn't have to give it so seriously. This tower has another wonderful function, that is, after building a stable space, it can accommodate human bodies and hide in the tower. If the tower body is not damaged, the people in the tower will be fine. Then, they can control magic weapons in the tower, rush left and right, and take the opportunity to escape from danger. It is really amazing.

Although Genbo has not mentioned the origin of this tower, based on some legends about the demon land told by the Great Jinwu, and his identification of the Yin-Yang God and Demon Archive, Fang Xing also roughly deduced the origin of this small tower. Three demon emperors had appeared in the demon land, with their magic powers that were thriving for a lifetime. When the demon race was weak and expelled, they forced the immortal soldiers of the Shenzhou to retreat, allowing the demon race to settle in the demon land, and also jointly created the Demon Emperor Pavilion to preserve the fortune of the demon land, so that future generations could have the opportunity to rise again.

Among the three demon emperors, there is one named the Void Demon Emperor. His best attitude is to travel through the void without a trace. On the demon land, the animal skins and bones used when opening the Demon Emperor Pavilion were actually made up of the remaining bones after the Void Demon Demon Land was transformed. Later, the small tower of Fang Xing, passed by Genbo, was exactly the same as the demon tower above the demon court, and it should be related.

Of course, Fang Xing is too lazy to pay attention to the specific origin, just as it is easy to use.

After hearing about the wonderful use of the small tower, I was still itchy. I guess even Genbo, who had been circulating the tower, didn't expect Fang Xing to be so decisive. When others took this small tower, they must have kept it with them. But Fang Xing took it, but he kept thinking about when to use it... His courage was the three big ones of others, and with this thing, it became ten hundred big ones of others.

When he made a big fuss in Tianyi Palace, facing the chase of Elder Hujun, he wanted to use it once to see if he could really escape from the Yuanying. Unfortunately, Elder Hujun was frightened by the Yuan family's talisman and didn't have time to use the small tower. Later, when he was robbing his wife, he was surrounded by the Yuanying and wanted to use it once, but in the end, the Dragon Lord appeared and it was useless. Today, it was very useful.

Hiding on the small tower and rushing to the Lingjie Sect formation is really exciting just thinking about it!

After a big fuss, it was really useful, but after using it, I began to regret it again.

The small tower is too mysterious. Genbo took action at the beginning and left a rune in the tower, which allowed Fang Xing to control this treasure with his golden elixir cultivation, but it was only once. After this time, the rune was dim and the small tower could be used to hold things. Next time I wanted to go in, I had to be like a storage bag, and I had to turn the person into nothing and like a dead person before I could throw it in.

When the Big Golden Crow saw him like this, she was quite disdainful: When it was useless, you always think about using it, but after using it, you feel distressed!

After hearing Fang Xing's shout, the Lingqiao Sect was also silent, everyone was worried and speechless.

Even the monks watching the battle were all surprised and looked in this direction with heavy eyes.

No one expected that the little devil would actually succeed in breaking into the formation.

It was clean and neat, and in just a short cup of tea, it successfully penetrated the formation and came to the other end. During this period, it made the formation go upside down, and even knocked a Yuanying ancestor hidden in the formation, and broke the formation so hard that it could not be broken anymore...

But, after all, it still feels a bit weird!

Relying on a magic weapon that can knock the Nascent Soul over, is this still called a formation of Explosion?

It's clearly showing off wealth!

It is precisely because of this strange feeling in my heart that both the disciples of Lingqiu Sect and the cultivators watching the battle have maintained a strange silence one by one. After four or five breaths, the world is silent, and no one speaks.

"What's your ability to break into the formation with such magic weapons?"

After four or five breaths, an elder of the Lingqiao Sect who was closest to Fang Xing shouted angrily and scolded Fang Xing. The elder was guarding the last level and was already determined to die. He had used to cast a spell seal to be very kind to him, so he also made a poisonous oath that he could die, but if this little devil wanted to break through the formation, he had to step on his body. But no one expected that the little devil came to the small tower and smashed the long sword in his hand with a "bang". Before the person could react, he had already passed the test.

This made this old man angry and depressed, and his blood was filled with cold water before he could even be poured on.

At this time, he angrily scolded Fang Xing, looking almost willing to choose someone and eat him.

However, Fang Xing ignored him, dug his nose and bounced his head in the direction of Lingqiao Sect. The person who practiced was innocent. What's more, Fang Xing's cultivator who had cultivated his body to the extreme could not dig out anything. It was just so rampant that he became cheap and furious that countless Lingqiao Sect monks were furious. The old cultivator who shouted at him angrily almost fainted.

"I have asked before entering the formation. You said that the magic weapon is fine!"

Fang Xing spoke lazyly, and the more innocent he looked, the more innocent he was.

The Lingqiao Sect was so speechless that the Lingqiao Sect couldn't speak!

Then they remembered that before the little devil broke into the formation, they really talked a few words. In order to make him die for granted, they really said that if there was any magic weapon to use it, they just wanted to block the little devil's mouth. But who would have thought that the little devil actually borrowed a magic weapon and beat the cultivator of the Lingzhi Sect to the point of losing his temper?
Chapter completed!