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

Chapter 407: The Deep Love between Master and Servant

A blue lotus withered, and a blue lotus bloomed and fell on the blue lotus flag.

The sea of ​​lotus continued to grow, easily blocking Chen Dayong's desperate attack.

A dead fish or a dead net?
The fish are completely dead and the net will not be damaged at all.

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly. He was practicing the second-grade superior body refining and holding the best defensive method. His natal magic weapon had been refined to a quasi-magic weapon.

He also has two second-grade top-grade corpse puppets and soul puppets by his side.

With such a background, in his previous life, he would have dared to stroke the tiger whiskers of the fake Dan Zhenren who was a casual cultivator.

"A top-grade defensive magic weapon?!

"Have you been plotting against me these past few years, old monster?"

Chen Dayong felt bitter in his heart. If Fang Yi had revealed such a background earlier, he would have gone crazy and would have brought trouble upon himself.

"Whoo~"

Chen Dayong exhaled a breath of foul air, his face solemn, since Fang Yi had no intention of giving him a way out.

Then die! I will bite off a piece of meat too.

"Old monster Yin Gu, Chen has practiced for over a hundred years. Let me see how much ability you, a fake Dan Zhenren, still have."

"Pfft!"

A quarter of an hour later, the dark blue blade light turned, and the head covered with scales flew up, and blood gushed out from Chen Dayong's neck like a spring.

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, his robe rustled, and as his magic power was activated, a green silk thread flew out from his sleeves.

A roll of green silk collected Chen Dayong's corpse and soul.

The body of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building refines demon blood to change his foundation. Although its strength is not as good as that of demon beasts of the same level, it is also a small supplement to the yin bones.

And his soul is also of great help to the evil spirit.

"You're next."

Fang Yi's gaze fell on the yellow-scaled dragon that was breathing out smoke.

Under the siege of Yin Gu and Li Hun, he lost the initiative, even though the monster had thick skin and flesh.

At this time, his aura was also weak, and his scales were covered with cracks, ghost claws, and axe marks crisscrossed.

"rise!"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world emitted spiritual light.

Runes flowed on the banner and turned into blue-gray chains that shot out.

"Crash!"

The chains spread across the dragon's body, emitting a bright light, and white jade-like roots extended from the chains.

The roots are twisted and penetrate into the flesh and blood of the yellow-scaled dragon through the axe marks of corpse qi and ghost claw marks on the scales.

"Roar!"

Sensing Chen Dayong's death, the yellow-scaled dragon let out a long cry of grief and anger, and hot tears of blood fell from its huge eyes.

A strong demonic aura surged, and the dragon's body expanded instantly. Gorgeous dragon patterns appeared on its scales.

"Want to self-destruct? That won't work!"

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and three coffins flew out. The coffins slowly opened and three silver wolf spirit puppets stepped out.

"Roar!"

The Silver Wolf Spirit Puppet howled towards the sky, and ice-attributed spiritual energy gathered, and then nine moon-white spiritual lights were shot out.

A second-level low-grade spell, Frostbind.

The spirit puppet exploded, a cold wave surged, and nine frost-condensed auras were connected. When combined, they faintly exerted the power of a second-grade top-grade spell.

"Click. Click."

Frost turns into snow, water vapor condenses into ice, and crystal clear ice quickly condenses on the body of the yellow-scaled dragon.

The deep coldness penetrated through the scales, armor and flesh, reaching the demon's soul, and the Yellow Scaled Dragon's rising momentum stagnated.

"This is the time!"

Fang Yi pinched his fingers together and magical power surged throughout his body, performing the wood-based magic [Ten Thousand Leaves Are Not Flowers].

As a faint smell of decay dissipated, it seemed that beautiful and strange flowers bloomed.

"Huang Jiao'er~
Huang Jiao'er."

A familiar calling voice sounded in his ears, and the yellow-scaled dragon felt that Fang Yi was becoming more and more intimate, and his eyelids became heavy.

The scars in the dragon's body that were corroded by corpse qi and ghost qi no longer seemed to hurt.

"Yan~"

The yellow-scaled dragon roared affectionately, with a hint of grievance, and acted coquettishly to its own blood relative as usual.

"Don't worry, Huang Jiao'er. Don't worry. We will go back to the cave now." Fang Yi comforted him softly.

Seeing the yellow-scaled dragon, the aura around him slowed down, and the dragon patterns on the scales gradually dissipated. A fierce look flashed in his eyes.

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a blade light, a dark blue aura flowed, and strange, eerie runes flowed.

"Puchi!" The sharp blade flashed by.

"Roar!"

The intense pain from the heart made the yellow-scaled dragon wake up instantly.

Resentment flashed in its eyes as it stared at Fang Yi, wishing to devour the flesh and blood of the cultivator in front of it, and rich demonic power gathered in its mouth.

"Resentment is useful, but what about practicing?"

Fang Yi's clothes fluttered, and golden light shone from his palm, which fell on the dragon's head.

The invisible sinister force mixed with the withered and prosperous magic power seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Traces of blood, emitting hot steam, flowed out from its seven orifices. The yellow-scaled dragon twitched all over and died completely.

"The great thing is accomplished."

The banners of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, the blue-gray magic power flowed, and the gray-white chains turned from real to virtual.

"Crash!"

The chain tightened, slowly and firmly pulling the soul of the yellow-scaled dragon out of its body.

"Roar!"

Seeing the dragon spirit shaking its head and tail and struggling constantly, Fang Yi frowned slightly.

He then took out a dark green soul bead from his sleeve, and the shadow of Chen Dayong's soul was faintly visible on the bead.

The soul bead was injected into the withered and flourishing banner of the Ruin Realm.

"Yan!"

Feeling the familiar aura, the yellow-scaled dragon hummed softly, gave up its last resistance, and allowed the gray-white chains to pull it into the banner and into the familiar aura.

"The master and servant have a deep affection, and this dragon beast is quite loyal." Fang Yi's face was calm, and he waved his sleeves to put the Yin bone into the banner.

Immediately, his mind moved, and the evil spirit with a ghostly aura also floated into the big sleeves.

"Next is my 'good disciple'.
The Ten Directions Umbrella, a top-grade magical instrument, since Xuanshi has this opportunity, he will sacrifice and refine this treasure."

Above Xiaoyuanling Market.

The face of the Master Xuanshi was covered in bronze, and runes flowed on the Ten Directions Umbrella, with strands of gray ripples hanging down.

"puff!"

After blocking the attack of the ferocious beast's claws, Master Xuanshi felt a little annoyed.

Holding the top-grade defensive magic weapon, the Ten Directions Umbrella, and having reached the middle stage of foundation building, he was no match for Gu Jiushang.

Even if another cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building comes, he will not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

But the monk in front of him seemed to see through his own thoughts, and seeing that he could not do anything about it, he changed his thinking just to block his way.

Master Xuanshi frowned slightly, and urged the claw-shaped magic weapon carved from white bones to fall towards the yellow sand formation.

"Zheng!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air, and the eyes of the Taotie phantom were bloodshot. He held a kitchen knife with a beast head in his hand and chopped it down with one blow.

"Why hasn't Chen Dayong escaped yet?

"One against two, Chunyue that bitch has already left, could it be that old fellow Yin Gu has recovered his fake elixir cultivation?"

Master Xuanshi shook his head, denying the thought in his mind.

He knew his master's vengeful character well.

Not to mention recovering his fake elixir cultivation, even if he had a 60% chance of defeating Chen Dayong, he would have already led the Xiaoyuanling dark market and many foundation-building masters to attack the Chen family.

How could I stay here today and be beaten?

"Where did the old ghost find these helpers?"

Under the bronze mask of Master Xuanshi, his handsome face was furrowed with brows.

Although the combat power of Gu Jiushang's Taotie phantom is only at the middle stage of foundation building, there is a strange devouring power in his magic power.

Every time they fight, it can devour part of their own magic power.

With the devouring power of Taotie, the mana consumed by himself to activate the magic weapon is almost twice as much as usual.

After estimating the remaining magic power in his own Dantian Qi Sea, Master Xuanshi took out a jade bottle from his storage bag.

The jade bottle tilted, and a pill the size of a longan was swallowed with a fragrant smell.

He glanced around and saw Xu Shan and Zhong Gui activating the bronze tripod and the ancient golden bell.

With the qi connected, a set of combined attack methods were performed.

The bells and tripods rang loudly, bronze light flowed, and golden sound waves rippled.

Colliding with the long needle, the corpse princess, and the bone sword, the five-colored spiritual light is brilliant, and yin, ghost, gold, water, and all kinds of spiritual energy collide endlessly.

He was able to fight against four foundation-building masters, including Li Wuhui, Sanhai, and Heihun, and was not at a disadvantage.

Master Xuanshi was so disappointed that he muttered to himself,

"This robbery cultivator from Wulong Mountain is really not up to par. He was caught by the old monster Yin Gu for no reason and was tricked.
If this combined attack method had been revealed earlier, Xiaoyuanling would have been breached long ago.

How dare Master Chunyue harbor such ulterior motives?

"Ok?"

Watching the gray mist of the Yellow Killing Array dissipate, Master Xuanshi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally he got out. I wonder how much fighting power my good master still has after being besieged by the Gray Scale Dragon and Chen Dayong."

"How can it be?!"

Sensing that Chen Dayong's aura had completely disappeared, Master Xuanshi's expression changed drastically.

"waste!
Must go!
Go find Senior Brother Chishi. I can't eat all the goodness from this Yin Bone by myself!"

The magic gestures at Master Xuanshi's fingertips changed, and a trace of bloody aura emerged, turning into a red escape light, escaping towards the horizon.

"Go? Where do you want to go?
How can I explain to the master if I let you go?"

Gu Jiushang sneered, and his magic power started to flow. A shadow of a glutton with the head of an ox and the body of a horse, with wolf fangs and sharp claws, appeared. It was filled with murderous aura, and greed appeared in its eyes.

"Gulu."

A swallowing sound came from the mouth of the Taotie phantom, and its gray claws stretched out. Two strange suction forces turned into vortexes, sucking in Master Xuanshi.

"Oh no, this guy was holding back just now? With this level of combat power, is he a mid-level Daoist foundation?
You are the successor of this old man's legacy!"

Master Xuanshi's expression changed, and his magic power continued to pour into the Ten Directions Umbrella.

"Buzz!"

The Ten Directions Umbrella seemed to be spinning slowly but was actually spinning rapidly. Lines of defensive spiritual texts appeared and transformed into gauze clothes, trying to escape from the strange suction.

But it was too late.

A gray light flashed by, Fang Yi chuckled, and blocked the way of Master Xuanshi.

"My disciple Xuanshi, where are you going?
You and I haven't seen each other for many years, but we need to get closer."

"Master."

Master Xuanshi shuddered subconsciously, then forced himself to wake up.

"Old ghost Yin Gu, you were severely injured by the True Man Jiuhan of Xuanyang Mountain, and your cultivation level has long since fallen. You are no longer a True Man Fake Dan.

With the top-grade magical instrument, the Ten Directions Umbrella, what can you do to me?"

"is it?"

Fang Yi's dim yellow eyes turned, and his turbid gaze fell.

His skinny hands, with knotted muscles and a golden and jade-like color, slapped down towards the Ten Directions Umbrella.

"boom!"

When the cunning and sinister force came, Xuan Shi's face changed drastically. He used all his strength to mobilize his magic power and finally neutralized the force.

"My good disciple, I will teach you one last lesson: the strongest are always the monks.

Rather than magic weapons and instruments."

"The strongest are humans?" Master Xuanshi suddenly realized. "Am I wrong to pursue the ultimate magical weapon?"

The Ruins of the World withered and flourishing banner in Fang Yi's hand fluttered, and the yin energy gathered and turned into hundreds of black and white chains, crisscrossing each other.

"Crash!"

The chains shook, Luo Tiandou was also raised, and the gray net expanded.

"You old ghost, you cheated me!" Seeing that his way was completely blocked, Master Xuanshi reacted.

(End of this chapter)