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

Chapter 335: Ming Family Exterminated, Refining Treasures

"boom!"

Spiritual light circulated around the silver dragon and snake, transforming into star shields that blocked the six phantoms of magical weapons.

Mingxiang's face was grim and his aura was fluctuating.

"You want to kill me? Let's see how capable you two are."

"Snapped!"

The dark wooden ruler fell, and three-colored spiritual fire swirled around it. One of the claws of the silver dragon snake was easily broken.

"As Brother Fang said, this Ming Xiang's cultivation has plummeted."

Xu Qingshe thought about what Fang Yi had said before, and his spiritual sense probed into the bronze ring.

'Mr. Chen, what you said is indeed correct.

Senior Brother Fang has the temperament of a Xuanwu-like longevity cultivator. Once he attacks, he won't leave Mingxiang any chance of survival.

So the Soul-Nourishing Tree is already in our possession.'

half an hour later

"Snapped!"

A dark wooden ruler fell down, smashing the dragon and snake phantom into two pieces.

Afterwards, the three-headed, six-armed demon god with half of his body yellow and withered, and the other half green, waved his six arms.

The demon god's eyes showed majesty, and his six slender jade hands were making hand seals.

Withering and flourishing seal.
Seal of Life and Death.
Creation Seal.
Vitality seal.
The Dharma seal evolved, and the six Dharma instruments, namely, the bowl of creation, the verdant bamboo staff, the azure rosary, the withered spear, the Yi wood wheel and the blue-grey chain, were formed again.

"Boom!"

Six magical weapons were waved and attacked together.

A beam of light escaped from the exploding dragon and snake shadows. Ming Xiang's face was pale and full of disbelief.

He murmured.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? He is just a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building."

Fang Yi glanced at Ming Xiang, whose face was in pain and whose cultivation level was still declining.

As his mind moved, in the withered and flourishing banner of the ruined world, Yin Bones smiled strangely above the mire of flesh and blood.

"Crash!"

Ancient runes appeared on the banner of withered and flourishing in the ruins world, and the big hand with withered bones was wrapped in the spiritual light of plants and trees.

“Crack! Crack!”

A jade-colored giant hand evolved, and a thick layer of armor was formed.

"go with!"

As Fang Yi's mind moved, a large green jade hand, surrounded by the vitality of plants and trees, emerged from the banner slowly but quickly.

The five fingers of the big jade hand with distinct joints were clasped together.

Ming Xiang, who had been corroded by spiritual poison after many fierce battles and whose cultivation had fallen to the second level of foundation building, was bound in his hands.

"Crash!"

Dozens of dark green chains shot out from the Ruins Realm's withered and flourishing banner. In just a few breaths, they completely blocked Ming Xiang's magical power and consciousness.

Looking at the big hand that had been transformed into a strange aura and easily pulled Master Mingxiang into the Kuruo Small Cave, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

Then he spoke to Xu Qingshe, who was surrounded by dry air.

"Junior Brother Xu, according to the previous agreement, this small Zhoutian disk belongs to me."

Xu Qingshe has no objection to the comparison.

"Brother Fang, to avoid nightmares at night, go directly to the Three Spirits Valley.
Countless sneaky monks have coveted this second-grade, top-grade soul-nourishing wood, spending such a huge price on it.

You can’t make wedding clothes for others.”

Outside Sanling Valley, on a hill.

Xu Qingshe's face was filled with anticipation, and his magical power surged throughout his body.

"Brother, there is only one Foundation Establishment Master left in the Three Spirits Valley. Let's just attack him."

"Junior Brother Xu, please be patient. The Ming family does have a master who has reached the foundation building stage, and they also have a second-level mid-grade magic formation to suppress them.

If we force the attack, and the Ming family cultivators see the situation and destroy the Soul-Nourishing Tree, that would be very bad."

Fang Yi slapped his pet bag, and a topaz-colored spiritual light shot out.

The spiritual light dissipated, and a small silver-white beast was held up by a topaz-colored demonic cloud.

"Xiao Qi, Junior Brother Xu and I will attack the protective formation of the Three Spirits Valley. You can take this opportunity to sneak in.

With your current attainments as a second-level mid-grade formation master, this shouldn't be a difficult task."

He pondered for a moment, then a ray of light shot out from his fingertips, transforming into an ancient yellow tree with lush green branches.

The roots of the ancient tree are coiled around a dark vine covered with thorns, and the whole body reveals a faint sense of decay.

"Xiao Qi, after you sneak into the Ming family's residence, search for the two spiritual plants, the Soul-Nourishing Tree and the Soul-Withering Vine.

After finding it, if you can put it away, put it away quickly without worrying about anything else.

If you can't, you can guard these two spiritual plants and send a message to me."

"Thank you for your help, Xiaoqi. Please protect these two spiritual plants."

After hearing what Fang Yi said, Xu Qingshe also realized that although there was only one foundation-building master left in the Ming family.

However, with a second-level mid-grade formation, when things are hopeless, he still has the opportunity to destroy the clan's foundation and leave no chance for the enemy.

He pondered for a moment and took out two bottles of pills from his storage bag.

"Xiao Qi, this is your favorite elixir. If this is done, I will open the furnace and refine ten bottles for you."

“Hmph! Hmph!!!”

Qijie's face was filled with shock, and then he shot out a topaz-colored light and put the pill away.

Looking at Qijie's impatient expression, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"Made Junior Brother laugh."

"Haha, Senior Brother Fang, you're joking. I'm so envious of having a pet as spiritual as Xiao Qi."

After a stick of incense.

Fang Yi received the message from Qijie and exchanged glances with Xu Qing.

"Junior Brother Xu, Xiao Qi is ready. Let's get started."

After saying this, all the muscles and bones in his body vibrated, his face changed, and he turned into a seventy-year-old cultivator.

Seeing this, Xu Qingshe did not delay. With fire all around him, he transformed into a monk with red hair and red beard.

"Do it!"

Xu Qingse waved his sleeves, and a red sword appeared in his hand, turning into a red streak and blasting towards the Sanling Valley formation.

Seeing this, Fang Yi slapped his storage bag, and dozens of first-level puppets appeared in front of him.

Dozens of spiritual lights shot out from his fingertips, and beast-shaped puppets, with murderous eyes, pounced and bit the cultivators in the Three Spirits Valley.

Sanling Valley, Xuanxing Tower.

Master Mingxing was wearing a Xuanji robe and a five-star light on his head. Magical power was flowing around his body, slowly refining the dense spiritual energy.

"Rumble"

Sensing the vibration of the clan protection formation, Master Mingxing's expression changed.

"How long has it been since Patriarch Mingxiang left? Do you really think that he has passed away?" A blue light rushed out from Xuanxingyuan.

After a few breaths, in front of the Sanling Valley.

"Two foundation-building monks?"

Looking at Xu Qingshe with flying red hair and a fiery look, and Fang Yi with silver hair draped over his shoulders, Master Xuanxing's expression turned slightly grim.

"Which Taoist friend has offended my Three Spirits Valley?"

Seeing that the red magic sword was still going strong, Mingxing didn't bother to find out the details of Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe.

He slapped his storage bag and took out a token.

As the fingertips changed the magic gestures, seven pillars of light shot up into the sky from the Three Spirits Valley.

"Buzz!"

Seven ancient and vast cold stars slowly rose in the light column and turned into a star map.

The cold stars are connected, revealing seven vague shadows of energy that appear and disappear.

"Jiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Wei, Ji, the seven minor constellations rise in formation.

You two cultivators in the early stages of foundation building, you don't need Brother Mingxiang, I alone can take you both down!"

There was murderous intent in the star's eyes.

The number one person in the Ming family, Master Ming Xiang, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, was seriously injured by the Black-armored Soul-devouring Spider.

Nowadays, countless cultivators are eyeing the Sanming family's assets. These two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building are just the right ones to establish their authority.

"rise!"

Killing intent flashed in Mingxing's eyes, and a ray of light shone around his body, and then a palm fell.

"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.

With the blessing of the formation, the star's attack is already comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Seeing this, Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi looked at each other and knew that they had to show some real skills.

An hour later.

The red magic sword and green vines transformed into a large net and fell towards Master Mingxing.

A majestic and heavy dragon claw stretched out again.

"boom!"

Fang Yi's expression changed, and he immediately waved his sleeves and raised the Five Poison Cauldron.

The Five Poison Cauldron, which was missing a leg and an ear, turned slowly.

The golden-swallowing toad, the two-tailed spiritual scorpion, the red-flame golden centipede and many other spiritual insect shadows emerged.

One after another, spiritual insects jumped out of the Five Poison Cauldron and landed in the Three Spirit Valley.

"squeak"

The insects crawled around, constantly gnawing at the magic restrictions in the Xiaoqisu formation.

His lips moved, and he said

"Junior Brother Xu, Xiao Qi has already found the Soul-Nourishing Tree and the Soul-Withering Vine. Don't hold back."

Xu Qingshe nodded, waved his sleeves, and a dark wooden ruler appeared.

"disease!"

A three-colored fire lotus emerged.

The Xuanyan ruler swallowed the green, blue and red spiritual flames, and the ruler shone brightly, like a big sun.

Then a bronze spiritual light flowed, and a faint human-shaped shadow appeared behind Xu Qingshe.

The phantom made hand gestures and a red seal appeared.

The red seal disappeared into the Xuanyan ruler, and the power of the Xuanyan ruler increased by 50%.

"Snapped!"

A hazy shadow of a ruler emerged, and the dark wooden ruler was photographed in the air.

With a dull sound, the star map was torn apart.

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones was heard.

"what!!!"

The long and painful howl echoed in the Three Spirits Valley.

Even a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage would be severely injured by the blow of the incomplete magic weapon, the Xuanyan Ruler.

What’s more, he is just a mere celebrity.

Seeing this, Fang Yi flashed the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, and the huge head flew up.

Looking at the cultivators in the Sanling Valley, Fang Yi's face was grim.

The emerald green Five Poison Cauldron turned into the size of a palm and slowly rotated in his hand.

"Poison Secrets: Five Insect Poison Techniques"

The ancient bronze tripod furnace was tilted, and colorful poisonous gas was entangled in it.

Gold swallowing toad, red fire snake, red flame golden centipede.
One after another, spiritual insects leaped out of the Five Poison Cauldron and turned into a rolling tide of black insects.

"squeak"

The insects crawled and turned into huge waves, hitting the monks in the Three Spirits Valley.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The screams continued, and soon the valley was silent.

After one month.

Fengling Fairy City, Qingzhi Tower, swaying bamboo shadows.

A ray of moonlight is falling.

In the quiet room, Qijie offered up the magic weapon of the Mountain and River Map.

The Wu Earth Treasure Gourd absorbed and exhaled demonic power, and golden spiritual sand surged out. Soon, a small gray formation space was formed.

Fang Yi nodded slightly upon seeing this and took out two soul-sealing jade boxes from his storage bag.

With a flick of his fingertips, two rays of light fell on the jade box.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The rich vitality of plants and trees is overflowing.

A withered vine and a lush green lotus leaf appeared.

"Everything is ready, only east wind is lacking. The Ruin Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner will be refined today."

A gleam of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, and magical power surged around his body.

The shadow of an ancient tree appeared behind him.

Ancient trees tower into the sky, their branches and leaves waving, carrying with them a sense of the changing seasons, the changes of withering and flourishing, yet I remain unmoved...

As the shadow appeared, spiritual light flowed, and the lush green branches and leaves swayed...

(End of this chapter)