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

Chapter 384 This Soul is Destined to Me
The shadowy figure of the demon god waved his six arms, surrounded by a misty blue cloud, and attacked down together.

"who is it?"

Yin Ling's face darkened. He was about to get the Corpse Princess, but he never expected that something unexpected would happen.

The spells in his hands changed, and the Netherworld Bone Banner behind him was filled with sinister aura, and a dark and ferocious ghost hand stretched out.

"boom!"

A dull explosion sounded, the wind howled, the spirit dynasty rolled, the six-armed demon god was stopped, and the black ghost hand also became much more illusory.

"Um?"

Yin Lingzi's expression changed, and a hissing sound came from behind him.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Three crystal clear ice spears shrouded in cold air shot out from behind the six-armed demon god.

Yin Lingzi was unable to react in time, and the black jade crown on his head protected its master on its own, and a dark curtain of light opened.

"laugh!"

Seeing that the black jade crown blocked the ice spear, Yin Lingzi felt relieved. Before he could fight back, six more ice spears surrounded by cold air flew towards him.

"Clap!"

The black jade crown was knocked away, Yin Lingzi's hair was disheveled, his eyes were gloomy, and he was full of murderous intent as he locked onto the monk who had launched a sneak attack.

The monk looked like a young boy, with a childish appearance, dark and bright eyes, and a harmless face.

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered in the wind, and he held a green precious banner in his hand, surrounded by green clouds.

Beside him were three second-grade, low-grade snow wolf spirit puppets. Fine and dense cracks appeared on their bodies and they turned into ashes in half a breath.

Fang Yi felt a little regretful. It was obvious at first glance that the Ghost Bone Banner, which was a top-grade magical weapon, was destined to be with him.

If he could snatch it and extract the souls within it, it would be enough to take the Ruins of the World's Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand to a higher level.

"That's all! Let's try again."

Fang Yi's eyes turned, and seeing that Li Wuhui had also broken away from Youhen's entanglement, he spoke in a voice transmission.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Li, stop Youhen. This Yinlingzi has a Jindan Master as his backer, and he came here for the Xiaoyuan Market.

If we don’t injure them severely, let alone stopping Xiaoyuan Market, it will be difficult to escape at this point.”

"Okay! As you said."

Li Wuhui was besieged by Youhen and Yinling, and was already full of anger.

If Fang Yi hadn't rescued him, he would have been about to consume his basic vitality. Now that help has arrived, how could he miss this opportunity for revenge?

She pointed her slender hand, and the silver ancient mirror shone brightly. The icy spiritual power gathered, condensing the water into frost, turning into a cold wave, blocking Youhen's way.

"Little Junior Brother, be careful! That cultivator is no ordinary person!"

Youhen looked anxious and kept warning people.

Although the cultivator who attacked Yinling was only in the middle stage of foundation building, he vaguely felt a sense of danger.

As a cultivator at the eighth level of foundation building, and one of the top three Jindan seeds in the White Bone Sect, he has practiced for more than a hundred years, and this kind of crisis sensing has saved him more than once.

In this case, how can Yin Ling be left to face it alone?

As a Jindan-level biological son, Youhen would be unable to face his master, Master Chi Ming, if anything happened to Yin Ling.

Li Wuhui's white hair was flying, his scarlet robe turned into battle armor, his figure was graceful, and his eyes were filled with a burning fighting spirit.

“This road is blocked!
Youhen, you two just used your numbers to bully the minority, so let’s have a good fight and decide the winner.”

"You bitch is looking for death!"

Youhen took a step forward, and the sinister Soul-Splitting Bone Claw emitted a cold light, and a blue flying sword flew out from the storage bag.

"Brother Youhen, don't worry. He's just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. He was just careless for a moment."

Master Yinling spoke confidently, and with a slap of his storage bag, a red spiritual light flew out and turned into a scarlet gem that slowly rotated.

He waved his palm and the pearl fell into the white banner of the ghost. A strong aura of ghostly evil lingered around it, and a pair of scarlet eyes with greed appeared on the banner.

"Gulu."

A swallowing sound was heard, and a three-meter-tall evil spirit with two fangs protruding from its lips and a ferocious face stepped out from the banner.

Master Yinling spoke with great arrogance.

"Brother Youhen, please don't underestimate me.

I know that my senior brother has half a piece of the second-level soul-nourishing wood, and my junior brother also happens to have half a piece.

Senior Brother, are you willing to make a bet? Will I capture this bastard monk first, or will you be the first to capture that bitch?"

"A fierce soul in the late stage of foundation building? Master really loves you."

Youhen narrowed his eyes, feeling the rising fierce aura of the evil spirit in front of the Netherworld Bone Banner, and felt at ease.

The cost of cultivating the spiritual objects required for a fierce soul in the late stage of foundation building is no less than that of cultivating a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Even the Dan Jin seeds in his sect do not have such treasures.

"Master truly loves me. None of the Jindan True Immortals in the sect love their blood relatives this much."
But it’s better this way, it saves me a lot of trouble.

With the help of a late-stage foundation-building fierce soul and two top-grade magical instruments, Junior Brother Yinling should have a 70% to 80% chance of capturing and killing that cultivator.

Master Youhen nodded in agreement, and with a wave of his sleeves, three second-level low-grade white skeletons flew out and surrounded Li Wuhui.

"Since you are interested, I am willing to accompany you."

"Haha, that's great!"

Master Yinling laughed heartily, and a ray of spiritual light shot out from his fingertips. Li Hun's two ferocious ghost claws, with a hint of murderous intent, rushed towards Fang Yi to grab him.

"Fellow Daoist, if you want to stand up for this female cultivator, then please leave your soul behind to nourish my Yinhun Baikui Banner.

Although the soul of the middle stage of foundation building is not as good as that of the slave girl, it is still a small supplement to my soul flag."

Seeing the fierceness of Li Hun, Fang Yi immediately slapped his storage bag and raised the Qinglian Treasure Flag.

"Crash!"

The flag fluttered in the wind, green mist gathered, wood spirits flowed, and huge lotus flowers fell, protecting Fang Yi firmly.

The green lotus swayed and collided with the ghost claws filled with evil spirits. As one lotus withered, a green lotus bloomed.

The lush green spiritual light flowed, and the precious lotus was endlessly reborn, easily blocking the ghost claw. Yin Ling Shangren's face froze, his eyes widened, and he spoke in disbelief.

"How is this possible! How can a mere cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building possess such a high-grade defensive magical weapon?"

"Under the magical weapons, that precious flag is already the best."

Youhen used his magic power to drive three white bone puppets to stop the ghostly Li Wuhui.

Hearing Yin Ling's words in surprise, his face and head turned and fell on the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag.

The consciousness of the late foundation building stage fell in and swept over him, and greed surged in his heart.

'Good baby! Such a good baby!'

After all, Youhen was a veteran, so he quickly suppressed the greed in his heart and began to give instructions.

"Junior Brother Yinling, although this kind of top-grade magical weapon has strong defensive capabilities, it also consumes mana very quickly.

That guy is only in the middle stage of foundation building, his magic power is limited, don't be intimidated by him, continue to urge the fierce soul to surround and kill him."

"Okay! Junior brother, I understand. Thank you for clearing up my confusion!"

Master Yinling also came to his senses at this time.

The evil spirit in the late stage of foundation building, after being sacrificed and refined by True Man Chi Ming, is equivalent to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. It only consumes a small amount of mana and spiritual consciousness to activate it.

Although the green flag is of extremely high grade and has terrifying defensive capabilities, it is ultimately just a magic weapon and requires the cultivator to continuously consume mana.

Yin Ling's divine consciousness urged him to send out dark spells from his fingertips, urging the sinister and ferocious evil spirit to continue to pounce on Fang Yi.

"boom!"

Fang Yimian activated the Green Lotus Flag, and green lotuses swayed, blocking the ghost claws that were surrounded by evil spirits.

'Out of mana?'

I felt the Qi in my Dantian sea, which had just been slightly depleted, and then quickly replenished with the withered and flourishing magic power in my Dantian.

Wood Dao Kung Fu is good at prolonging life and restoring energy, and the [Life and Death Sutra] is also one of the best.

Moreover, this Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag is sacrificed and refined alone using the wood refining method, and is controlled by the heart.

"So, a second-grade, top-grade fierce soul, such a good thing is rare to see."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. The Yin bones of the Netherworld Corpse of the same grade were made with the soul and body of a Jindan Zhenren as the main material. It took a lot of effort and the flesh and blood of several Foundation Establishment families.

There is also a high-grade secret method of refining corpses, which consumes an unknown amount of spiritual energy. Only then can the Yin Bone enter the second-grade upper grade.

From this we can see how precious this ghost of the same rank is.

Fang Yi's eyes turned, his thoughts changed, and a plan came to his mind.

"go with!"

He activated the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, and the Withering and Flourishing Demon God waved his six arms and smashed down towards Master Yinling again.

Half an hour later.

"boom!"

Master Yinling looked pale and was sweating profusely.

The dark spiritual light of the Ghost-Devouring Robe around his body flowed, turning into a light curtain to block the attack of six green giant hands.

As his mind moved, the two ghost claws of a ferocious and evil spirit with a ghostly aura stretched out.

"Crash!"

The green lotus swayed, and lotus flowers withered and bloomed, just like dozens of times before, stopping the evil spirit.

Looking at Fang Yi's calm expression, his clothes fluttering in the wind, he urged the shadow of the demon god, waving his six arms, absorbing and exhaling vitality, and continued to attack him.

Master Yinling's face turned dark blue, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

'This time, both Senior Brother Youhen and I were wrong.

Even now, this cultivator's magic power and energy are as vigorous and powerful as a towering ancient tree.

Even with the help of the fierce spirit given by his father, I am afraid that he will not be able to be defeated in a short time.'

Although Yin Ling has been practicing till now with the help of Jindan Zhenren, he is not an ungrateful person.

His eyes turned, and he saw the energy of heaven and man flowing on the sunflower golden needle and the ancient moonlight mirror.

Two top-grade magical weapons, combined with Li Wuhui's ghostly escape speed.

There was a howling cold wind around Youhen, and a faint murderous aura. He tried his best to gain the upper hand, but he would not be able to free up his hands in the short term.

"That's all."

Yin Ling's greedy eyes swept over Li Wuhui's graceful curves. His abundant vital energy was still attracting the Netherworld Bone Banner behind him.

"The finest corpse princess, if you miss this opportunity, I wonder if there will be a next time."

"Hey!"

Yin Ling felt regretful. If he had known this would happen earlier, he would have found another senior brother who was in the late foundation building stage to come with him this time.

'Chance! '

Feeling a slight flaw in the flow of Master Yinling's magical power, Fang Yi's body was ablaze with a green aura, and he unleashed a continuous stream of magical spells from his fingertips.

A bright beam of light shot up into the sky, surrounded by a blue haze from the withered and flourishing banners of the ruins world.

"Buzz!"

The treasure banner shook, and ancient runes moved and connected on the banner, turning into dark green chains.

"Crash!"

The twelve magical prohibitions in the Kurong Banner of the Ruins Realm lit up one by one. Fang Yi no longer held back and poured all of Kurong's magic power into it.

Dozens of chains shot out, winding around Li Hun's body.

"Crack!"

The chains were tightened, and roots stretched out from them, drilling into Li Hun's soul, locking up his Dantian Qi Sea and the dark and ghostly aura.

Seeing Li Hun being pulled towards the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, Fang Yi's eyes shone darkly.

"Good stuff! This soul is destined for me."

(End of this chapter)