Sure enough, every time he takes action, the world trembles, with the power of burning mountains and boiling seas!

However, no matter how the woman attacked, the bronze lens did not change at all, not even the tiniest scratch.

And his consciousness is hidden in the lens, and there is a sense of invulnerability.

Fang Xi even felt that the bronze lens became a little more active as the Witch King continued to input mana and tried to refine it...

Although this change was very small, almost like an illusion, it also made him understand one thing.

'If you want to repair it, don't... to activate certain functions of the fragment... you need at least third level, or even third level or higher power or spiritual objects?'

He was secretly awe-struck.

After trying all the methods to no avail, the Witch King's voice became extremely cold: "If it doesn't work for you... I will seal you to the bottom of the volcano so that you will never see the light of day!"

‘Forget it, I’ve always been able to bend and stretch!’

'However, you still have to play a fair and rigid weapon spirit restricted by rules. It is best not to be discovered to have wisdom.'

Fang Xi thought for a moment, then a light flashed on her lens.

Then...

The shapes and descriptions of medicinal materials emerged one after another.

"A prescription for firming up your appearance? Can it keep your appearance unchanged for decades?"

There was no emotion or anger on the Witch King's face. It wasn't until half of the pill prescription appeared that he stopped and his expression changed slightly. He looked at the last witchcraft text on the lens and was stunned.

On the lens, the last line of witchcraft text is - [Treasure Pattern]!

……

"I admit that I am a little greedy. The second-level elixir recipe just wants to change to a treasure pattern..."

Southern Wilderness Cultivation World.

Fang Xi opened her eyes: "But if you don't try, how will you know it won't work? It will be hidden in the treasure house for decades at most..."

In terms of longevity, he is sure to surpass most of the ancestors of the Pill Formation.

Therefore, I am not afraid of waiting and the subsequent back and forth.

"Besides... I've gained a lot in the world of fragments... I just need to digest it..."

Thinking of this, Fang Xi took out two jade slips and engraved the two spiritual patterns of 'Lieshan' and 'Guishui' on them, and began to understand them carefully.

He could feel that in the process of comprehending these spiritual patterns, his formation cultivation was also improving by leaps and bounds.

"This 'Fire Mountain Spirit Pattern' is composed of 'flame', 'high temperature', 'mountain' and other patterns... branded on the formation flag or spiritual weapon... it can definitely increase the power."

Fang Xi is already a second-level mid-level formation master, and of course she is more inclined to formations.

"Even the spiritual patterns are still too few. If you want to form a formation, it is still not enough...but the treasure patterns are enough to be used in the formation...the power will be earth-shattering!"

The so-called formation method is to explore higher-level power through means!

A chasm that can break through great realms!

Fang Xi has quite a lot of experience in this matter.

But after he delved into the spirit patterns and spell patterns, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart: "This path to war patterns is simple and quick... and specializes in a certain aspect. In fact, it is not like the methods of immortal cultivators, but more similar to... Taoist soldiers or even

It’s...a furnace!"

He had previously seized two books on magic techniques and had already described them.

For example, in "Wu Ji Yuan Demon Kung Fu", there is a rather cruel method, which requires recruiting some talented disciples to teach the "White Bone Power Technique". The training process of this method is extremely painful, and once it is mastered, it is very powerful, but it is also

Sacrifice the monk himself into a 'half magic weapon' or even a 'half spiritual weapon'!

When the devil is short of magic weapons, he can kill a disciple at will, extract all his bones, and easily refine them into magic weapons!

The whole process can be called pig raising!

"Fortunately... I have never planned to transplant war marks on my body, and these war marks only match the physique of the shamans. It is still based on the utensils to carry them. The worst is to abandon them..."
Chapter completed!