When the Shenming Hundred Soldiers trapped the elder of the Divine Mountain, Fang Cun did not kill. The weapons transformed by his magic power did not directly slash towards the elder of the Divine Mountain. Instead, they were intertwined and turned into a cage, trapping him inside. The weapons turned inward. If the people inside were honestly stayed, they would be fine, but if they forced to struggle, they would be injured by the sharp magic knife.

But the elder of the Divine Mountain obviously had no intention of staying honestly. He roared and forced the cage to break. But what was particularly terrifying was that the demon blades slashed firmly on his skin, and even tore his ragged clothes to pieces, and strips of rags fell down, but there was no scar left on his body, only golden skin.

The golden light is restrained and hidden darkness.

"Is this the Indestructible Body of Vajra?"

Fangcun couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he looked at it.

Seeing that the elder of the sacred mountain escaped, it seemed as if he had fought out the real fire. His magic power actually started to burn. A shadow of a mountain appeared above his head, which made his body feel like he had suddenly become tens of thousands of pounds. His feet slowly fell into the earth, while those eyes stared at Fang Cun gloomyly, like a demon who chose someone to eat...

"this……"

Fangcun frowned slightly and took a step back again.

"If you dare to hit me, you must be trying to steal my painting. I will kill you..."

The elder of the Divine Mountain voice was hoarse and roared like a wild beast. Suddenly, his palms grabbed the square inch.

With such a simple action, he seemed to have grasped the world in his hands.

It actually gives people a feeling of being unavoidable.

But Fang Cun just turned around slightly and had already arrived at another place and escaped from his "world".

Then he gently raised his two fingers with his right hand and said, "The country of fragrance of flowers!"

The clouds that were undetectable gathered from all directions. The elder of the Divine Mountain was enveloped by the clouds in an instant. The clouds could not be dispersed or avoided. And they moved more and more. One wisp turned into two wisps, and one wisp turned into ten wisps. In an instant, it had spread to a hundred feet, turning it into a small lake, and the elder of the Divine Mountain was in the center.

Fang Cun stood outside the clouds and looked at them with a smile.

What ordinary people will see in this illusion, they can guess.

And what will a madman like the Elder of Shenshan see in the country of Baihuaxiang?

He thought about it for a while and couldn't help laughing: "Female lunatic?"

"roar……"

Before a thought passed, a huge fist suddenly flew out from the fog.

It was as dark as a mountain, hitting Fangcun's face, which surprised Fangcun. She took a step back slightly and avoided the pressure of this punch. Then she saw that the elder of the Divine Mountain had already walked out of the fog step by step. His eyes were blood red, as if they were dripping blood. His whole body looked like a demon who wanted to eat people, and he was not at all nostalgic about the illusion in the fog.

"I really don't understand the charm..."

Fang Cun whispered, but saw that the fury of the elder of the Divine Mountain had reached its peak.

After stroking out of the fog, he suddenly waved his hand and actually took off the mountain-shaped phantom above his head.

Then he seemed to be staring at the blood feud and smashed the mountain shadow directly towards Fangcun.

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"So willing to bear it?"

At this time, Fang Cun was really surprised.

That mountain shadow is a secret method. When the elder of the sacred mountain became a baby, he condensed his innate energy and turned into such a mountain. In other words, such a mountain is his origin and the foundation of his cultivation. It is not that he cannot use this mountain to hurt people, but like him, he can easily throw it over, it is simply...

"Iron Head Kung?"

Fangcun suddenly remembered a martial art in a movie in his previous life.

At that time, he had been a little confused and stretched out his head to hit someone. If the other party had a knife in his hand.

You gave it to him, he cut it...

He felt a little moved and decided not to play anymore.

The madness of the elder of the Divine Mountain was too serious. He suspected that if he continued to fight, the madman would burn his innate energy to deal with him. At that time, it would really cause him to suffer some irreversible damage, and he would not force him to do this.

So, this time he took a step forward.

Facing the shadow of the mountain that was obviously just a phantom, but seemed to have infinite weight and pressure.

And the elder of the sacred mountain who followed the mountain and rushed over with the power of ten thousand equals, frowned slightly, and then waved his sleeves out.

"The universe in the sleeve!"

The big sleeve was swung out and became larger in an instant, as if a black hole could be swept open to swallow the entire back mountain. The shadow of the mountain thrown by the elder of the Divine Mountain was naturally swallowed by his big sleeve. The infinite weight, after falling into the big sleeve, seemed to disappear suddenly. Such a strange scene was that a madman like the elder of the Divine Mountain clearly showed a look of surprise.

After all, his innate energy suddenly disappeared, which had a great impact on him.

Fang Cun suddenly shook off his sleeve, and the shadow of Wanjun Mountain was hidden in the sleeve. He first pulled back and then smashed forward heavily. The elder of the Divine Mountain was caught off guard and was hit in front of the door by a mountain, and he couldn't even hide...

With a "swish", his feet were trapped in the mud, his expression was frightened and he roared loudly.

"Also called?"

He raised his sleeves and smashed them down again.

Then it fell down again.

Smashed...

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After smashing three or four times in a row, the elder of the Divine Mountain struggled desperately from the beginning, but at the end, there was almost no movement. When he looked again, he was directly wedged into the soil like a nail. Only one head and a hand that was supported on the top of his head were exposed in front of him. Even this hand was already smashed by this mountain and it looked a little skinny and fleshy.

Seeing this, Fang Cun laughed loudly and fell down again.

With a "swish", when he fell, he let go of his sleeves and the shadow of the mountain hit the body of the sacred mountain.

If he returns his innate energy to him.

Immediately afterwards, Fangcun was worried that he would jump out to cause trouble, so he jumped high.

Being in the air, he was about to cover him with one palm and knock him unconscious, so that he could end up.

However, he didn't expect that under the wind of his palm, the look of shock and anger on the face of the elder of the Divine Mountain reached its peak, but when the palm was about to be printed on his face, the shock and anger finally turned into a look of terror in an instant...

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"Nine Heavens Gods and Demons Dance..."

He suddenly roared at the top of his throat.

"Um?"

Fangcun's palm suddenly stopped its strength and looked at him curiously.

The elder of the Divine Mountain was panicked and screamed: "The painting is a witch..."
Chapter completed!