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

Chapter 302: Kill and Return to the Immortal City

Fang Yi felt the terrifying aura from the silver dragon snake, and planned in his mind to keep Ming Xiang with him.

His eyes swept over Xu Qingshe, who was surrounded by fire and whose momentum was rising, and the bronze ring on his finger.

'The peak of the middle stage of foundation building, there is still a big gap between it and the late stage of foundation building...

Junior Brother Xu, like me, also has a top-grade foundation in Taoism. When he uses all his strength, he is no less capable than an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

So let's give it a try.'

He knew in his heart that this silver dragon snake was only a step away from the late stage of foundation building.

But there is a fine line between them that makes a world of difference.

For cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, their magic power begins to transform.

Both the degree of purity and the power of the magic weapon have been greatly improved.

An ordinary cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage often requires three or four cultivators in the middle Foundation Establishment stage to contend with.

Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe looked at each other and understood each other's meaning.

It is rare for Master Mingxiang to leave the Ming family's ancestral land in Sanling Valley, and he has no formation to support him.

If they could keep it, the spiritual object that the two of them were seeking would be almost certain to be obtained.

……

"Boom!"

Xu Qingshe's aura suddenly broke through a limit, showing the pressure of the middle stage of foundation building.

He flicked his sleeves but did not activate his life-saving magic weapon, the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

A purple sword light shot out from his sleeve, stirring the void, and slashed towards Mingxiang.

"Another top-grade magical weapon?"

Fang Yi sighed when he saw this.

"Alchemists, especially those who are good at fighting and have strong skills, are all very rich."

……

"Huh? A cultivator who temporarily broke through to the middle stage of foundation building using a secret method, is this what you are capable of?"

The man's eyes were cold.

Ever since the Beast Tide began, the Ming family has been having bad luck, and their plans have been thwarted time and again.

Now, two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, whose background is unknown, dare to plot against the elders of the Ming family.

If Ming Heng had not died, and he had been more careful, Ming Su would have been in danger of dying.

"Young man, let me tell you, even though we're both in the middle stage of foundation building, there are differences in our combat power..."

Mingxiang made a hand seal.

Starlight was circulating on the small Zhoutian disk, and the ancient and mysterious silver dragon and snake shadows were entwined and attacked Fang Yi.

Seeing this, Fang Yi's expression became calm, his magic power surged, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword fell into his hand.

The dark runes on the Soul-Slaying Sword flowed, emitting a dark blue blade light, which turned into a streak of silk and entangled with the silver dragon and snake.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

"Roar!!"

The spiritual tide surged, and the silver spiritual light and the dark blue sword light collided endlessly.

The sound of metal clashing and dragons and snakes roaring.

The silver dragon claws occasionally tore apart the dark blue silk, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword also cut into the snake's body, leaving gaps.

Ming Xiang frowned slightly, seeing that the dark blue long sword, although at a disadvantage, was cooperating with the purple flying sword to tightly entangle the small Zhoutian coil.

He looked at Fang Yi and spoke.

"A top-grade magical weapon of this quality?

I've seen you before, and you're a tough character too.

However, the power of my Ming family's small Zhoutian disk is not that powerful..."

"Buzz!"

The small Zhoutian plate vibrates.

Seven ancient and vast cold stars slowly rose and turned into a star map.

The cold stars connected, and the silver dragon and snake roared and crashed into the picture. A vague but oppressive shadow was looming.

"Jiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Wei, Ji, the seven stars of the Azure Dragon in the East, the twenty-eight constellations?"

Fang Yi looked cautious.

Thanks to the great man in the Guifushengong Pavilion who loves gossip, nine out of the ten inheritance jade slips are ancient anecdotes and gossips.

He knows a lot about the secrets of many top sects in ancient times.

These twenty-eight constellations are related to the Zhoutian Xingdoutu, a spiritual treasure inherited from a top sect in ancient times.

Even if it is just a replica of a Lingbao replica, you still have to be extremely careful.

Fang Yi moved his lips and transmitted the message.

"Junior Brother Xu, this small Zhoutian plate should be a replica of the ancient ten sects' Xinggong sect treasure.

Even if only the ancient legend of the Zhoutian Xingdou map had a fraction of its power.

They can make the Small Zhoutian Plate rank among the top-grade magic tools. You and I should be more careful...'

Xu Qingshe nodded slightly, and the bronze ring on her finger also transmitted the message "Old Chen".

'Xu boy, Fang Yi is right. In ancient times, the Zhoutian Star Palace also gave birth to a powerful god.

Being able to establish a connection with such a sect, the power of this small Zhoutian disk should not be underestimated! !'

……

Seeing Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe looking solemn, Ming Xiang laughed and his eyes fell on Fang Yi.

"You little thief are quite knowledgeable, you even know the twenty-eight constellations.

In this case, you should know that it is your honor to die under this treasure."

There was murderous intent in Ming Xiang's eyes, and a ray of light flashed on his skinny hands, and then he grabbed.

"Boom!"

On the star map behind him, a majestic and heavy dragon claw was also detected.

Silver light lingered on the dragon's claws, and dragon characters flowed on the millstone-sized dragon scales.

……

"It's troublesome, that's all..."

Between the lightning and flint.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, then moved his lips and sent a message to Xu Qingshe.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, his face became serious.

The Lingsang brocade robe was activated and turned into a dark armor that covered the whole body.

The muscles in Fang Yi's left arm were knotted, with blue veins bulging and wisps of withered spiritual light lingering around.

A blood-red light flashed under the boots, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

Ming Xiang was controlling the Small Zhoutian Disk, and was slightly stunned when he saw Fang Yi disappear.

He then looked at Master Mingsu who was standing on guard in a corner of the stone forest and shouted loudly.

"Mingsu, be careful!"

The magic power around him surged, and he stretched out his dragon claws, changing direction, trying to stop Lian Fangyi.

"boom!"

The sound of explosions reverberated across the stone forest, and invisible sound waves shattered hundreds of stone pillars. A golden shield artifact stood in the air, blocking the dragon claw's path.

Xu Qingshe stood behind the cracked shield magic weapon, waved his sleeves, and the purple magic sword turned into a sword light and slashed out.

“Friend Mingdao, this road is blocked.

Let me see for myself, what is the power of your Small Zhoutian Plate?"

"Damn it!"

Master Mingxiang cursed inwardly, knowing that he would not be able to escape unless he dealt with the monk in front of him.

His eyes fell on Fang Yi and he murmured in his heart.

"They are both at the initial stage of foundation building. Even if Ming Su doesn't win, he should be able to protect himself."

……

On the other side of the battlefield.

Golden ripples appeared around Fang Yi's body, and he activated the "Three Burial Golden Body" with all his strength, emitting the aura of an ancient beast.

"break!"

With the blessing of the Three Burial Golden Bodies, the power of the Little Withered Vine Hand increased dramatically.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

As Master Mingsu looked terrified, a giant hand surrounded by a dim and decaying aura, carrying a hint of ghostly energy, smashed his protective magic weapon into pieces.

"Pfft!"

The giant hand continued to move forward with unabated force, turning Master Mingsu into a pool of flesh paste.

"Do not!!"

Ming Xiang's face was ferocious. He couldn't believe that Ming Su was killed so easily by Fang Yi.

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

"Let's go!"

Fang Yi reached out with his big hand and picked up Ming Su's flesh, blood and bones. He then activated the Blood Escape Technique, turning into a scarlet escape light and escaping towards the horizon.

At this time, Xu Qingshe was also well prepared. He swayed a three-colored fire lotus in his hand, absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, and attacked with all his strength.

"Boom!"

Blocked by the fire lotus, the two rays of light, one red and one crimson, disappeared into the horizon.

……

In the escaping light, Fang Yi silently calculated the gains and losses.

Master Mingxiang has reached the middle stage of foundation building and holds the top-grade magic weapon, the Small Zhoutian Plate.

Even if he joined forces with Xu Qingshe and played all his cards, he could at most defeat her, but she would not be able to survive.

In this case, it would be better to leave Mingsu's life. As for Mingxiang, there will be plenty of opportunities later.

……

"boom!"

Watching the two beams of light disappear into the horizon, Ming Xiang's hair and beard stood on end, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The magic power in his hands surged and shattered the stone forest with one blow.

"You really think you can run away?!"

"Buzz!"

Ming Xiang lightly pressed the small Zhoutian plate in his hand, and the place where Ming Su fell was where strands of Qi were absorbed.

"This is?"

Ming Xiang frowned slightly, looking at a wisp of grayish-white ghost energy.

“The Bone Demon Sect?
When has my Sanling Valley lineage ever offended him?

Thinking that in just one year, two Foundation Establishment masters had passed away in the Ming family, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"Forget it, let's finalize the deal with the Spiritual Medical Clinic first, then talk about other things.

If it really doesn’t work, the clan doesn’t lack other resources…”

……

Three days later.

Fengling Fairy City, Zizhuxuan.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, looked at the elixir in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his sleeves, he put many spiritual medicines into the storage bag.

"Qin Yu, personally deliver this poison-eliminating ointment to Fellow Daoist Xia.

Remember, you must not make any mistakes."

"Yes, Master!"

Qin Yu bowed, took the storage bag, and walked out of the garden.

……

Seeing Qin Yu leave, Fang Yi set his eyes on Ming Xiang who was standing beside him.

He spoke politely. "Fellow Daoist Mingxiang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Ming Xiang condensed the Qi throughout his body, and with the help of the Small Zhoutian Plate, he explored Fang Yi's Qi.

"The Wood Dao technique, with a faint vitality all over his body, is not the Wood Spiritual Root cultivator who ambushed Ming Su."

Ming Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. The tragic deaths of Ming Heng and Ming Su were a huge blow to the Ming family.

The Ming family originally had three foundation-building masters, Ming Xiang, Ming Xing, and Ming Su, and they also possessed the top-grade magic weapon, the Small Zhoutian Plate, and were first-class among the foundation-building families.

Taking advantage of the beast tide, he hunted down a second-level water-attributed monster and cultivated Ming Heng, a foundation-building master.

Ming Xiang was full of energy and was ready to expand his power.

Unexpectedly, the mission failed and bad news came one after another, with two foundation-building masters dying in succession.

Now he has no choice but to be cautious.

……

Ming Xiang spoke politely, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Yi.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I came here this time because of what you mentioned earlier, regarding the cooperation between my Ming family and you...

This time, there have been some changes.”

"Ok?"

Fang Yi looked puzzled, as if he had no idea about Ming Su's death.

Immediately, his face showed anger, and his immense momentum was not concealed at all.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Mingxiang?
Could it be that your Ming family doesn't take me and the Examination Hall seriously at all? ! !
Time and again, how many more times does the Ming family want to go back on their word?
Mr. Gu, please show him away! ! "

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and was about to turn around and leave.

Gu Jiushang, who was standing beside him, was leaning on a wooden staff and speaking respectfully.

"Master Mingxiang, please follow me..."

"That's not the case. Fellow Daoist Fang Yi has misunderstood. Let me explain!"

Ming Xiang's face froze. He had never expected Fang Yi to react like this.

He looked anxious. Now there were only two Foundation Establishment masters left in the Ming family, and they couldn't cut off the connection with the Examination Pavilion any longer.

……

(End of this chapter)