Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 180: Quzhou City, Zhengyangzhou

After descending from the sacred mountain, Du Fang strolled into the ruins of Longqi City. The mouse that had been sleeping in his arms, whose scientific name was Wang Er, chirped twice.

Suddenly she crawled out from his arms.

It ran straight into the ruins. Du Fang was very curious. Although this mouse was ordinary, its nose was very sensitive. It did nothing but sleep in his arms.

What's even more strange is that it rarely eats, and it suddenly woke up from its sleep at this time. There must be a reason.

The place Wang Er found was a Ditan Park.

Several beams on the Ditan Park collapsed, and dust and dirt covered the entire ground.

Du Fang walked in quietly. Wang Er kept squeaking and wiping at the dust. Du Fang was suddenly stunned. He immediately squatted down and wiped the dust hard.

This is a magic circle, surrounded by ancient Taoist patterns and unknown inscriptions. Unfortunately, the Taoist patterns have been chopped into pieces and the magic circle has lost its effect.

Wang Er cried and took him to a temple.

There is also such a magic circle under the temple.

Du Fang worked for a long time and found a total of three magic arrays. The patterns on these magic arrays were not very old, and looked like they were only about seven or eight thousand years old.

The three magic circles have been found, and Wang Er has fallen into his arms again.

Du Fang couldn't figure out why Wang Er brought him here, nor could he guess what this magic circle was used for. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind. Could it be that the magic circle of Longqi City was also aimed at immortals?

wrong!

When Xingluocheng himself was possessed by the devil, nine sword beams rose up, representing the nine top powerhouses in Jiuzhou, but here there were only three.

Du Fang carefully observed the Taoist patterns in the magic circle. He didn't recognize them at all and couldn't see them clearly, but in the middle of the magic circle, there was a small willow-leaf-shaped pit.

The pit must contain something very divine.

Du Fang tried to disperse the immortal blood into the pit, and suddenly a chill penetrated into his bones. Du Fang's heart suddenly felt ecstatic - source energy!

The source energy needed to reach the seventh level is actually in such a place.

There used to be a wisp of source energy trapped in the pit, but now someone has destroyed the magic circle and stolen it.

After the surprise came disappointment. He was an immortal, but the source energy seemed to have no effect on him. For other cultivators in Jiuzhou, it was a rare and extremely precious thing, but for him, it was just dispensable.

What does this magic circle do?

There used to be only two seventh-level cultivators in Longqi City, Baizhi and Master Qinghe.

They didn't need it. Du Fang lay on the ground, carefully observing the new traces of the Dao pattern. The cracks on the stone were very new, as if they had been destroyed just a few days ago.

A few days ago...

Du Fang suddenly shuddered. That was when Bai Zhi was absorbing the souls of millions of dead in the city.

Could it be that this magic circle is used to protect human beings?

Baizhi knew this secret and destroyed the formation in advance?

So that he can successfully use these millions of dead souls to feed the sword spirit and allow the sword spirit to reach the ninth realm?

This is the only explanation at the moment and the most reasonable explanation he can think of.

He sat on the ruins on the top of the city, looking at the city that was bustling with people and full of restaurants a few days ago, but now it has become a ruin with no life.

Suddenly a sigh arose in my heart.

The way of heaven is cruel, and life is difficult!

Just as he was sighing, a green light shot up into the sky above his head, descended along the ridge of Longyuan Sacred Mountain, passed through the jungle, and went away into the distance.

Du Fang's originally calm face suddenly became distorted - Longxiong

His whole body began to fill with anger. This evil cultivator from the Tianlong clan had completely destroyed his originally peaceful life. His relatives and his own path of cultivation had all been changed because of this evil cultivator.

Du Fang was about to strike with his sword and chop him down from the sky, when he suddenly realized that Chengying was no longer on his body. He had thrown it away in despair at Longyuan Mountain.

And now, this sword energy continued to come from Long Xiang in front.

Du Fang followed immediately.

Longxiong's sword-flying speed was extremely slow before, as if he was leisurely looking for a place. He brought Baizhi with him and had two magic weapons, so he wanted to find a safe place to practice sword-fighting.

When he saw that it was the immortal Du Fang chasing after him, Long Xiong was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and fell off the sword.

Just now, Du Fang used a fatal series of three immortal slashes. The power of the Zhuxian Sword directly chopped his entire body into black water. If it weren't for the secret medicine of the dragon clan, he would have died in this Longyuan Divine Mountain today.

This time, he no longer cared about finding a place. He increased the speed of his sword to the extreme and flew directly to the north like a meteor.

Now all the Nine Realms powerful people in the entire Nancang Continent are dead, the magic circle of Longqi City has been destroyed, and there is nothing that can limit the power of immortals anymore.

He absolutely couldn't do it alone. Du Fang's sword killed all his will and fighting spirit.

Only to the north of Nancangzhou is Quzhou City, the capital of Zhengyangzhou.

There is the Guiyuan Sword Sect, which ranks fourth among the seven major sword sects. There are two ninth-level cultivators in the sect, as well as Su Shang, the great pillar of Zhengyang Continent.

The most important thing is that Long Xiong knows that the immortal spirit has been chasing him because of the sword aura of the ancient divine sword in his hand. However, this is the sword he fought for with his life and many years of struggle. Asking him to throw it away would be more painful than slitting his own throat.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, kept chasing each other in the air.

Bai Zhi had been knocked unconscious by Long Xiang and was held in his hands.

He had already planned that if he was caught up, he would use this scourge to stop Du Fang first.

Du Fang's hatred was transformed into strength under his feet, but without the magic sword, his speed was far slower than before. In addition, his realm had fallen, so flying with flying Qi was not as fast as with sword Qi.

Thanks to the immortal blood and the aura of the divine sword coming from the front, Du was able to avoid losing track.

The two chased each other from day to night, and from night to day.

Longxiong was being chased and became anxious, and he cursed loudly:

"Little dog, if you like this woman, I'll give her to you!" As he was about to throw Bai Zhi away, Du Fang sneered:

"What I want is yours, both the sword and the person, leave them to me!"

"Fuck you, little dog, catch up with me if you can!"

"almost!"

The immortal's blood and energy were surging, and Longxiong seemed to have reached the end of his strength. Gradually, Du Fang was shortening the distance.

Although the distance is shortening, it is still extremely difficult to catch up.

Day passes and night comes again.

Longxiong's energy and blood had been completely depleted, and he was barely holding on by sheer force of will.

Finally, when daybreak was about to break, he could no longer hold on. Longxiong turned around and shouted, "Little dog, I admit defeat today. This sword and this beauty are both given to you!"

Just as he was about to throw Chengying and Baizhi out, Longxiong's whole body suddenly froze. In front of him, a rainbow bubble as big as the sky gradually rose like the horizon.