Time is long.

Since the death of Deacon Qian Hui, Fang Xing could clearly feel that the undercurrents against his own family had calmed down a lot.

After all, I have already established the character of a lunatic, which is very difficult to provoke.

The report on the sect’s joining forces between the Ganhu Sect and the Blood Shadow Sect is like a storm.

Fang Xing was too lazy to care about these things. In addition to planting trees every day, he only comprehended the fundamental diagram of the magical power of "Flesh Tai Sui". If he still has free time, he would occasionally study the "Blood Paper Secret Book".

Inside the tree house.

Strange talisman papers are everywhere.

Fang Xing was still wearing an animal leather jacket, but he was holding a fine talisman pen in his hand, and he was walking on a piece of blood paper the size of a palm.

"Gathering sand makes a tower, gathering armpits into fur - the so-called "Spiritual Illusion Paper House Cave Heaven" is actually a combination of various origami techniques - refining a large number of paper talismans, connecting them to form one, enough to attract a huge amount of influence from the spiritual Illusion world, and opening up a cave heaven in the gap between yin and yang -"

"Paper man is easy to carry. If it is a paper house cave, it can store a large army and accommodate strangers for a short time. It is extremely fast to move."

Since obtaining the secret book and completing the last piece of the puzzle, Fang Xing's origami technique has now been perfected.

It’s easy to draw these paper house cave talismans.

Of course, due to the consistent urinary nature of origami, when refining paper talismans and trying to combine paper houses, Fang Xing's life span was also slowly passing.

"Sure enough, the Origami lineage is a short-lived ghost, and it's not without a reason."

Fang Xing complained and outlined the last stroke.

"go!"

He shouted lightly, and a mouthful of green essence sprayed onto the paper talisman.

In an instant, the papers scattered everywhere seemed to come alive, carefully splicing them together to form a paper wall.

Fang Xing spread his right hand and saw a white light flashing on his right hand, and a strange paper house had already appeared.

The skeleton is basically complete, and you can see many paper people, paper sedan chairs and paper beasts in it.

Accompanied by the sound of spells, the paper wall was blurred and immediately filled with a wall.

"Paper man, paper horse—and paper house—"

"It feels like this origami lineage is a pity not to do funerals-

Fang Xing complained, but he realized something:

"Well? If I use my own power to refine the Paper House Cave Heaven - it seems that I can put my soul into it, and turn my life into Yin, which can prolong my life for a long time - this should be the final mystery of the Origami lineage."

"It's a pity that this spiritual illusion paper house cave art is not a Yin Shen Zhenren, and it cannot be practiced at all. I am considered a special situation. Not only is my life span long enough, but the key is that the druid level 15 is also equivalent to the Yin Shen Zhenren. "

"So, the end of the origami lineage is to become a paper man and live in the cave heaven of the paper house. Is it equivalent to some kind of alternative ghost cultivator?"

"It seems that there are not many Yin Shen Zhenren who can last until they can successfully refine it alone..."

Fang Xing was pondering, and suddenly felt something. A green light flashed and came outside the tree house.

The night is hazy.

It was unknown when heavy snow began between heaven and earth.

No!

What covers Qingmu Ridge is not heavy snow, but white paper money!

Between the world, an exquisite theater leaning against red and green, with extraordinary decorations emerged and came to Qingmu Ridge!

A harsh alarm exploded over Aoki Ridge!

"So, is it a decisive battle tonight?"

Fang Xing murmured, but did not leave the valley: "I hope it will not affect my Qingyu Garden, especially those evergreen trees."

This is a decades of hard work, with tens of thousands of acres of forests.

The experience of the druids in the future depends entirely on them.

"what to do?"

Dong Meier and other disciples were awakened, and when they saw this scene, they were completely cold.

They never thought that there would be one day when someone came to Qingmuling Mountain Gate!

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The lights on the theater were brightly lit, and a sharp woman's voice sounded: "Who is the moon in Xijiang? I am so sad for - sighing at the window, and I am haggard...."

One after another, lifelike shadow puppets walked out of the theater.

Whoosh!

In the direction of Qingmu Ridge, several Yin Shen real people appeared. Looking at this scene, each using their magical powers.

Huh!

In the night sky, strong wind suddenly rose.

Above Qingmu Ridge, green trees shone brightly, soaring into the sky, turning into strange weapons.

The swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and the sharp swords of magical weapons and blades with indescribable magical powers, rushed to the theater and pierced shadow puppet after shadow puppet.

"All the magical powers are soldiers?"

From the theater, the voice of Yu Lian's real man's hard-to-distinguish between male and female was heard.

Not only that, around Aoki Ridge, the soil cracked, and a grass-headed god with grass-headed hair appeared,

Stand with the invading Blood Shadow disciple.

"Hehehe-. How do you guys watch my shadow play?"

Xi Lian Zhenren chuckled and walked out of the theater with a striking man with a strange appearance and bronze skin.

He roared angrily, and countless fire seeds appeared in the sky, and were blown by the strong wind, instantly igniting the grass-headed god.

The grass-headed gods did not even scream, but turned into ashes.

The supernatural powers ignite the wind and blow fire one by one!

"Xi Lian--You have actually been promoted to the Yin Shenhou Realm and peeled off a true man's skin with complete magical powers."

In Qingmu Ridge, a Yin Shen Zhenren looked full of fear.

And Xi Lian Zhenren is just one of the people who are invading the real people.

In another direction, countless paper money rolled in the void, and a paper house cave appeared. A large number of paper men and horses surged out from it, turning into a snow-like ocean.

The vast army rushed directly to the core of Aoki Ridge.

This is a decisive battle between the ten major factions of good and evil!

At the beginning, the tragic level reached a terrifying level.

But Fang Xing keenly sensed something was wrong.

"Well? There was no big battle between the true Lord of Yangshen?"

"The foundation of the ten major sects of good and evil is that they have one or two true lords of Yang Shen?"

"It seems that in this battle, everyone is cannon fodder."

Fang Xing looked towards the theater.

Even that Xi Lian Zhenren is just a chess piece.

I don't need to be too outstanding, just treat it normally. When I show my strength at this time, I will seek death.

Fang Xing turned into a green light, urging the formation token in his hand.

The hazy green shadows blocked the valley entrance,

"Dear disciples, prepare to fight the enemy."

He shouted softly, making Dong Meier and other disciples look extremely serious, and they hold the magic weapon in their hands tightly.

In fact, there is nothing good in Qingyu Garden. There are probably only a few Taoist monks who can like the Breeze Pills.

Fang Xing was not panicked at all. As for how many of these disciples could survive, it depends on luck.

Rumble!

At the entrance of the valley, the shadows of the tree swayed and finally shattered with a bang, and several figures rushed in.

The shadow puppets of the Qi Realm, the paper man fell from the sky.

"kill!"

Meng Tiandong, Dong Meier and others were all disciples of the sect. At this time, they had to advance but not retreat, so they could only move forward tremblingly.

"Lucalypse!"

On Fang Xing's body, the momentum of the Taoist foundation is fully revealed, and the shadows of trees are swaying, guarding the surroundings.

Then, another piece of paper from the Daojiuhou realm was riding a horse and swept it with a shot.
To be continued...