Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 196 Second Fight
"Bitch! It's you again!!!"
You old fellow from the White Bone Sect, do you really think that the Ming Family of the Three Spirit Valley will allow you to bully us?!"

Ming Su's hair and beard were standing on end, and he was filled with anger.

Again and again and again!
This old ghost from the White Bone Sect has ruined his plans for the second time.

Unlike the fight at Qingzhu Mountain, this time the Ming family spent a huge amount of money, even using a second-level star sand.

This second-level star sand is extremely precious. The Ming family of Sanling Valley has been collecting it for hundreds of years. Excluding the losses, there are only three left now.

Each piece of star sand can completely activate the small Zhoutian plate and unleash an attack comparable to that of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage.

This second-level star sand is one of the most important assets of the Ming family.

If it weren't for the beast tide that was coming and the urgent need to train younger generations of cultivators, the Ming family wouldn't use this star sand even if they were hunting a second-level monster.

"Old ghost from the White Bone Sect, how can you touch my Ming family's treasures!
"Hurry and hand over the Water Leopard King's inner elixir to me, or I will kill you today."

Fang Yi smiled slightly. How could he give away the treasure he had obtained?

What's more, the second-level inner elixir is related to foundation building, how could I give it up?

His hoarse voice echoed.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Mingsu, now that the good stuff is in my pocket, do you still want me to spit it out?
Besides, this Water-Drawing Leopard King is a demon beast from the Qingyun Mountains. When did it become a demon beast raised by your Ming family? "

"You!! You're looking for death!!!"

Master Mingsu's face turned pale, knowing that if he didn't take action, there would be no possibility of taking back the inner elixir.

His immense magical power surged, and he quickly fished out the Water-Drawing Leopard King's soul. After that, the small Zhoutian Plate rotated more and more urgently.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please help me to kill this beast..."

"boom!"

A topaz-colored spiritual light emerged from the ground, interrupting Master Mingsu's hurried words.

The earth-attributed spiritual energy gathered, and the topaz-colored spiritual light quickly condensed and turned into a giant topaz hand.

The five fingers of the big hand clasped together and reached out to grab the Han family's foundation-building cultivator.

Seeing this, the Han family's foundation-building master naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He activated a folding fan magic weapon.

The folding fan magic weapon slowly unfolded, and green wind blades shot out from the folding fan.

clang!clang!clang!
The violent wind blade created cracks on Huang Yu's big hand.

Upon seeing this, Qijie narrowed his dark eyes and raised the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd.

The small and exquisite treasure gourd rises from the bottom.

The gourd opened, and golden spiritual sand gushed out, turning into a violent sand roll, attacking the Han family's foundation-building master.

The Han family's foundation-building master's magical power surged around him, and he raised the green vine magic weapon, which turned into a long whip.

"Snapped!"

The long green whip lashed down, and whip shadows emerged, gradually dispersing the sandstorm.

But even so, he was already entangled by the Seven Rings and had no time to care about anything else.

……

"Damn it!"

Seeing the Han family's foundation-building master being harassed by an unknown monster, Ming Su's face turned ashen.

The spell in his hand changed, and he collected the second-level star sand shining with starlight.

Then he activated the Small Zhoutian Plate and condensed an ancient star sword to chop down.

……

'Sure enough. ’

Seeing the second-level star sand being put away, Fang Yi confirmed his guess.

Star sand is condensed from starlight and is extremely precious. The Ming family is just a foundation-building family, so how many of them can they have in stock?

Moreover, Ming Su was only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and it was already quite difficult for him to activate the Small Zhoutian Plate, a top-grade magic weapon.

It is comparable to a blow from a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. How can an ordinary cultivator in the advanced stage of foundation building control it?

If the water-drinking leopard king had not been restrained by the green vine magic weapon, it would have been easy for it to escape even if it was attacked by a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage.

……

Fang Yi laughed strangely and disguised the disciple of Bai Gu Men perfectly.

Even if the leader of the White Bone Sect came here, he would have nothing to say.

As the magic power poured into the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, a dim yellow light bloomed on the banner.

The shadow of a demon god wearing a three-yin crown, a human skin robe, and holding bone beads became three times clearer.

A huge amount of magic power poured into the spirit flag, and the bone beads in the hands of the demon god's shadow rotated rapidly.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Several white bone beads shot out, absorbing and exhaling ghost energy in the air, and transformed into large white bone hands, grabbing towards the Star Sword.

"boom!"

Several huge bony hands captured the Star Sword.

The pale Yin energy collided with the starlight. After a brief stalemate, the huge bony hand was split in half by the starlight.

Fang Yi was not surprised to see this. After all, the Small Zhoutian Plate was a top-grade magic weapon, and it was in the hands of a Foundation Establishment Master.

Although his own magic power has been liquefied, he has not yet established a foundation for Taoism. Even with the help of the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, it is normal for him to be defeated.

With a thought, his other life-saving magic weapon, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, fell into his hand.

Ancient runes appeared on the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, and the blade's light flickered. With a wave of his right hand, a dark blue blade aura slashed out.

"clang!"

The sound of metal rang out, the sword light collided with the starlight, the spiritual tide surged, and the two canceled each other out.

Upon seeing this, Master Mingsu burst into laughter and shot out a ray of light from his hand.

The small Zhoutian plate slowly rotated, and a three-foot-long ancient sword surrounded by starlight appeared in the void again.

"Old ghost from the White Bone Sect, if you are willing to return the Water-Drawing Leopard King's second-level inner elixir, I can still let you go.

What if you don’t give it?

Next time, you won’t be so lucky.”

As if to express his determination, the starlight gathered on the small Zhoutian plate and condensed into two swords again.

The tips of the three star-shaped swords moved, with a faint cold light and a hint of murderous aura, completely locking Fang Yi.

……

Fang Yi remained calm and ignored Ming Su's threats.

He knew best the combat power of the Foundation Establishment Master holding a top-grade magic weapon.

For him, the probability of defeating Master Mingsu is less than 20%, but as long as he can hold him back, it will be fine.

The banner of the withered and flourishing world in his hand swayed, and a long roar that looked like a snake but not a snake, and like a dragon but not a dragon, came from the banner.

A Yin-Yan dragon spirit, with a prominent head and horns, clad in gray scales, emerged from the withered and flourishing banner. Wisps of ghostly energy gathered in its mouth, transforming into a millstone-sized dark green fireball that blasted towards Master Mingsu.

click...

click...

The small Zhoutian disk rotates and the starlight jumps.

"Old fellow from the White Bone Sect, I don't think you'll cry until you see the coffin.

Today I will show you the power of the Ming family's treasure in Sanling Valley!"

Master Ming Su was filled with murderous intent. The Ming family had paid such a huge price to kill this water-drawing leopard king, so how could he let it be given to outsiders?

He no longer cared about the White Bone Gate and sent out a burst of magic power from his hand.

One star after another emerged, and in just a few breaths, hundreds of stars were suspended in the air.

The mysterious star rune jumped out from the small Zhoutian plate, connected with the twinkling stars, and turned into a star tripod with three legs and two ears.

The small Zhoutian plate sank into the starry tripod, and the tripod shook slightly, extinguishing the dark green fireball.

Then the treasure tripod spun around and smashed towards Fang Yi with great power.

……

"The power of a mid-level second-tier spell?"

Facing the giant star cauldron that was coming towards him, Fang Yi remained calm and his mind moved.

"Yan!"

A long roar that sounded like a snake but not a snake, and like a dragon but not a dragon, sounded again in the void.

The Yinyan Dragon had a prominent head and horns, covered in gray scales, and its eyes held a fierce look. Its horns shone with spiritual light as it charged towards the Xingchen Treasure Cauldron.

"clang!"

The sharp dragon horn pierced into the Star Cauldron, although the cauldron had not stopped moving.

But in the end, the Yin Yan Jiao temporarily slowed down its forward progress.

At this time, the dim yellow spiritual light on the Ruins Realm's withered and flourishing banner bloomed again.

The shadowy figure of the demon god, wearing a three-yin crown, a human skin robe, and holding bone beads, is surrounded by the wailing sounds of hundreds of ghosts.

Strands of yin and ghostly energy entangled, and the demon ghost also stretched out a pale ghost claw.

"boom!"

The Star Tripod was hit by this claw, and the starlight dimmed, and it was blasted back a few steps again.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi activated the "Three Burials of the Golden Body" with all his strength, and a smoke of blood and energy rose into the sky.

A light golden protective aura appeared around his body. Fang Yi held the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, the sword light flickered, and he chopped it down with all his might.

"clang!"

The Starry Cauldron paused slightly, and fine and dense cracks appeared on it.

The cracks continued to spread, and in just a few breaths they covered the entire body of the cauldron.

click

click

Starlight filled the air, and the entire Star Cauldron exploded.

"Oh?"

Master Mingsu waved his hand, and the Small Zhoutian Plate jumped out from the starlight and appeared in front of him again.

Looking at Fang Yi's pale face and the fluctuating breath.

“Old fellow from the White Bone Sect, your body cultivation is quite good.

But relying solely on your second-level body refining skills and the two top-grade magical instruments in your hands is still not enough!"

The small Zhoutian disk rotated slowly, the scattered starlight gathered together, and one star after another rose.

The starlight and energy connected together, outlining once again a giant star cauldron with three legs and two ears, and the small Zhoutian plate sank into the cauldron.

The Starry Cauldron spun around and then smashed down again with great momentum.

……

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have been in despair by now and used all his means, but this small Zhoutian plate was not consumed at all.

But Fang Yi raised his brows slightly, his blood and energy surged, and he moved his feet a few times to avoid the attack of the Star Cauldron.

"boom!"

The sound waves surged, and several Qi-cultivating monks were unable to dodge and were blasted into a pool of meat paste by the Star Cauldron.

The remaining monks were terrified and no longer coveted the water-drinking leopard. They fled frantically in all directions.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Mingsu, don't you care about the lives of these cultivators at all?"

"These independent cultivators have little blessings and are destined to suffer disasters. When they die, they die."

Master Mingsu's expression was cold. He had already seen that although the cultivator in front of him came from the great demonic sect, the White Bone Sect, he was only a second-level body-refining cultivator.

He was only relying on the mysterious magic weapon to barely fight against himself.

The slowly rotating small Zhoutian plate was activated again by him, and the treasure tripod turned into starlight and scattered in all directions.

As the magic gestures in Master Mingsu's hands changed, the starlight turned into threads and condensed into a net.

He went towards Fang Yi again.

"Old man, I have seen through you.

My Starry Sky Net is the magical power of the Small Zhoutian Plate. Let's see where you can escape this time."

Fang Yi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile of success.

"Brother Gu, take action!"

"boom!"

A monk with tight muscles and short clothes was fleeing in a panic.

Suddenly, he smiled ferociously, and the blood in his body surged, and he rushed towards the Han family's foundation-building master who was only a few feet in front of him.

"Damn it! Old man, are you stalling for time?
Fellow Daoist Han, be careful! ! !

Master Mingsu had already reacted, but it was too late.

A gray aura wrapped around Gu Jiushang's fist, easily blasting away the folding fan magic weapon.

Then the Taotie Knife, which was already a top-grade magical weapon, turned slowly.

puff
A fountain of blood gushed out.

……

(End of this chapter)