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

Chapter 374 Qing Huai died, as he wished

"Pfft!"

The bronze axe blade chopped down, blood and flesh splattered, and the person on the gray coffin screamed as his skin and bones were split in half.

"Junior Brother Huiju! You've been tricked!"

Seeing that Master Huiju was killed in just a few breaths, Master Qinghuai's face changed drastically.

'It's not a good place to stay for long!'

A pale light shot out from his fingertips, and the ghost bone sword with a sinister aura flickered.

"go with!"

Master Qinghuai shouted loudly and used all his magic power to turn the Yinhun Baigu Sword, slashing out three sharp sword beams.

"Zheng!"

"A top-grade magical weapon? It's not just an ordinary magical weapon that barely breaks through the top grade with ten magical restrictions."

Just relying on this Yinhun White Bone Sword, Master Qinghuai is no weakling among the cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

Fang Yi looked calm, and with a flick of his finger, the Green Lotus Flag was raised.

The green flag fluttered in the wind, the vitality of the grass and trees gathered, creating layers of ripples, and green lotus flowers hung down.

"Tear!"

One green lotus was cut down, and another one fell. The lotus withered and evolved again. Although it was a bit reluctant, it finally stopped the three dark green sword beams.

"A defensive magic weapon of this quality? Excellent stuff!"

Master Qinghuai looked at the Qinglian Baose Flag greedily, his eyes filled with regret.

"Pity"

He took advantage of the fact that no one was free to do anything, and swung the Yinhun Baigu Sword, creating a ten-foot-wide gap in the tangled vine net.

A scarlet light flashed by, and Master Qinghuai used the blood escape technique to escape towards Xiaoyuanling.

'Fang Yi, this old Xuanwu, is really accurate in his calculations. As expected, Qing Huai fled as soon as he saw he was ambushed, without any attempt to
Could it be that Fang Laogui is also like this, that's why he knows it so clearly?

Li Wuhui's face was beautiful, her eyes flashed, and a strange thought arose in her mind.

"What a tiring life! A direct interception would be a huge hassle, and this guy surnamed Fang took advantage of me."

She sighed slightly, and red mist swirled around her, chasing after Master Qinghuai like a ghost.

The bloody red light was speeding through the air. Thinking of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword and the Sunflower Golden Needle, two top-grade magic weapons, Qinghuai felt confused.

"The ally of the Red Corpse Ghost?
No, that old fellow advanced to the eighth level of foundation building, comprehended the true meaning, and yellow sprouts emerged from the Taoist foundation in the sea of ​​qi in his dantian.

Right now, you should be fighting for power and profit with the other Jindan Seeds in your sect. How can you have the energy to plot against me?"

Qinghuai frowned. If he wasn't a cultivator from the Baigu Sect, he could be his old enemy.

"The Yuan family of Bailu Valley? The Wang family of Xuesong Mountain? When these two families were wiped out, were there any survivors?
Or is it that the old master still has a backup plan and wants his blood relatives and descendants to seek revenge?
A great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building with top combat power.

In such a grand scene, even if there are some fish that slip through the net, those survivors would never be able to do that."

"Hmm, such a fast escape speed? How is it possible!"

Feeling the female cultivator approaching quickly from behind, Qinghuai's face turned dark blue. He summoned up his magic power and his escape technique became three times faster.

Seeing this, Li Wuhui felt spiritual light flowing around his body, and his escape technique increased by 30%. In a few breaths, he stood in front of Master Qinghuai.

"Fellow Daoist Qinghuai, there's no need to struggle. You can't escape if you're targeted by that old Xuanwu."

When Master Qinghuai saw that his way was blocked, he looked alert, his muscles tensed, and he spoke tentatively.

"Fairy, there is no grudge between you and me, so why are you blocking my way?

Even if the fairy has a top-grade magic weapon, she is not a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Fighting with me to the death will only benefit her.

"A fight to the death? Just you?"

Li Wuhui shook his arm slightly, and with a flick of his white and tender fingertips, the sunflower needles shot out.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and thirty-six golden sunflower needles moved in the air, tightly entangled with the Ghost Bone Sword.

"Fellow Daoist Li is absolutely right. Fight to the death? Fellow Daoist is a little off the mark."

A clear male voice sounded from the green escape light, and Fang Yi walked out of the escape light.

Ancient runes flowed on the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand. He urged his magic power and a dark blue blade light fell.

At the same time, in a dim and gloomy aura, Yin Gu, wearing black armor, held a bronze mountain-splitting axe in his skinny and strong hands and chopped it down with one axe.

"boom!"

Faced with three cultivators whose fighting power was not weaker than his own, and who were trying to kill him with all their strength, Qinghuai felt something was wrong.

He endured the faint pain in his meridians, summoned his magical power, and slapped his storage bag.

A three-story bone tower, a top-grade magical weapon, was raised. On the bone tower, shadows of skeletons were moving, and strands of pale spiritual light were hanging down.

"clang!"

"Crack! Click!"

The bronze mountain-splitting axe fell, cutting off a corner of the bone tower, and then the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flickered with light, and a blue spiritual light rolled up.

"boom!"

The magic restrictions in the three-story bone tower collapsed and exploded completely, turning into layers of broken bones.

Master Qinghuai secretly cried out in alarm and wanted to call back the Yinhun Baigu Sword, but he was firmly blocked by the sunflower golden needle with a cold glow.

"We must find a way to escape. If we stay here, we will surely die!"

His eyes turned, and after he once again summoned a pale shield, Qinghuai's gaze fell on Li Wuhui and Fang Yi.

A hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

'Where did this monster come from? He has such combat power in the middle stage of foundation building.

There are several Jindan seeds in the sect, and those at the same level are probably still inferior to them.'

"At the seventh level of foundation building, my vitality has been depleted. To avoid any further delays, I must fight quickly and decisively."

Fang Yikurong's magic power flowed, and after several fights, he had already gotten a glimpse of Master Zhong Qinghuai's background.

His mind moved, and the banner of the withered and flourishing world of Ruins fluttered behind him.

A blue-gray spiritual light flowed on the banner, and a three-headed, six-armed demon god, wearing armor and with a ferocious face, stepped out from the banner.

"Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Yin Gu, attack with all your strength!"

Li Wuhui nodded slightly. After this fight, he also had a general understanding of Qinghuai's background.

'An ordinary cultivator in the late stage of foundation building has a top-grade magic weapon.

With such a strong background, it's no wonder Fang Yi targeted him. 'Get up!'

Li Wuhui's red robe fluttered, and the magic gestures on his fingertips changed. A quiet ancient moon-lit mirror rose behind him.

The moon pattern on the mirror flowed, and the silver spiritual light gathered and turned into a silver moon blade that slashed down.

The moon blade slashed down, the pale shield shook, and the spiritual tide surged, blocking it.

"boom!"

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword followed closely behind, with a dark blue blade light flickering, and joined forces with the bronze mountain-splitting axe to smash the shield magic weapon into pieces.

Seeing another top-grade magic weapon being smashed to pieces, Qing Huai sighed helplessly. He had never imagined that hunting down a monster beast would be a sure thing.

Not only did he not see the monster, but he himself was in a desperate situation.

'We can't delay any longer!'

Driven by his late foundation-building cultivation and magic power, the power of this shield magic weapon is only second to that of a top-grade magic weapon.

But with the combined efforts of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, the Yuehua Ancient Mirror, and the Bronze Mountain-Splitting Axe, they could only barely block one attack.

Master Qinghuai's face turned grim. He took out a blood-red pill from his sleeve and swallowed it. Then he clenched his five fingers into a fist and hit his chest.

"puff!"

A mouthful of essence and blood touched and merged into the Ghost Bone Sword, with ghostly green light swirling around and blood-colored lines winding.

"Zheng!"

The power of the Ghost Bone Sword surged, and the three magical restrictions in the sword collapsed, and a pale cloud of mist lingered.

A ray of precious light appeared faintly, and the Ghost Bone Sword slashed and split the sunflower golden needle in half, showing some power of a magic weapon.

"You youngsters have forced me to this point. Let me see what you are capable of!"

"A quasi-magic weapon?"

Li Wuhui's expression changed. She waved her delicate hand and looked at the sword marks on several sunflower needles. A hint of heartache appeared in her eyes.

He looked at Fang Yi beside him, and his yin bone in black armor, and raised his red lips slightly.

"Old Ghost Fang, this Ghost Bone Sword will break the magic barrier and eventually lose its rank.

But now its momentum is as fierce as that of a quasi-magic weapon with twelve complete magic prohibitions and interconnected forces.

If you two don't have any trump cards, just give up 10% of your profits, and I can stop them."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Li."

Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and felt certain in his heart.

'The magic blood burning method burns the essence and blood; it breaks the prohibition of the life-saving magic weapon and forcibly increases the power of the magic weapon.

Qinghuai's skills are exhausted

He stretched out his hand and waved the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner in his hand.

On the ancient banner, runes flowed and eventually turned into dozens of blue-gray chains.

"Crash!"

Dozens of chains shot out and broke towards the Ghost Bone Sword.

"Boom!"

The dark green sword light flickered and cut off a blue-gray chain, but several other chains tightly wrapped around the Ghost Bone Sword.

Seeing this, Li Wuhui pointed his finger and thirty-six sunflower golden needles shot towards the leader of the green locust trees.

Yin Gu received Fang Yi's order, and his skinny and strong hands tightly grasped the bronze mountain axe.

The yin energy was surging, the corpse patterns were flowing, the cold light was flowing, and it was about to strike with all its strength.

"How can it be!"

When Qing Huai saw the Ghost Bone Sword being suppressed by the Ruins Realm Withered and Flourishing Banner, his face changed drastically.

"Ding! Ding! Ding"

Thirty-six golden needles were connected end to end, and in just half a breath, they created a crack on the shield magic weapon.

Seeing this, Fang Yi's Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a dark blue light and followed closely behind, landing on the crack in the shield.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The shield magic weapon also exploded, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword continued to move forward without slowing down, slashing towards Qinghuai.

“Clatter!”

Several white skeletons appeared on the robe worn by Master Qinghuai. The skeletons were glowing with jade light and transformed into several large white bone handprints.

"boom!"

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword repeatedly split several huge bony hands, but was eventually stopped by it.

'The life-saving magic weapon, defensive magic weapon, and close-fitting magic robe, this demon monk is still used to it.

All three treasures have been used up, and there is no way out.'

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, rustling, and a divine thought flowed.

'it's over'

Yin Gu's face was sinister, with yin energy surging, and phosphorescent flames swirling around the bronze axe.

"Buzz!"

The bronze mountain-splitting axe shone with a cold light, and the axe fell.

On Master Qinghuai's chest, close to his flesh, a golden armor talisman spontaneously ignited without wind, and spiritual power gathered and turned into golden armor to wrap him.

"Pfft!"

As a second-grade, top-quality Nether Corpse, its Yin Bone has been accumulating power for a long time. When it strikes with all its strength, how can a second-grade, mid-quality golden armor talisman stop it?

The bronze axe blade fell, shattering the golden armor and sending bone fragments flying. Master Qinghuai was smashed into a pool of blood foam.

Li Wuhui nodded slightly upon seeing this, and with a wave of his white hand, a red spiritual light rolled up, and he put away the Sunflower Golden Needle and the Moonlight Mirror.

She looked at Fang Yi with fear and spoke meaningfully.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, now that we have finished our business here, I will go ahead and leave the finishing touches to you."

Yin Gu was wearing black armor, with corpse energy surging around him. He shot out a dim spiritual light and drew Qinghuai's soul into his hands.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Friend Fang, there is something important going on in Xiaoyuanling, so I will go ahead."

(End of this chapter)