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

Chapter 483: Obtaining the Orb, Blood Sacrifice in the Dark Market (Two-in-One)

Fang Yi's mind moved.

"boom!"

The ancient bone bridge vibrated, shattering the scales of the Yinming Snake and splattering scarlet blood everywhere.

"Roar!"

The Yinming Snake roared more and more miserably, and thick poisonous mist dripped down, wrapping around the snake's body.

Cracks of varying sizes continued to corrode the bone bridge.

Fang Yi looked anxious.

"The opportunity to achieve Dan is right before your eyes. If you don't act now, what are you waiting for?!"

Master Bai Lu lightly pointed with her jade arm, steam rose up, and a blue light flowed.

"Crash!"

The landscape screen condensed energy and water, a ray of precious light flowed, and dozens of azure chains shot out, binding the Yinming Snake.

"A replica of the Bishui Pavilion's treasure, the Canglan Landscape Screen, a quasi-magic weapon?"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself, "This must be Master Bai Lu's trump card."

Upon seeing this, Master Xiang Shu no longer held back. His blood surged, and the shadow of a six-legged giant elephant wearing bronze armor and with a majestic aura emerged.

"hold head high!"

The six-legged elephant swung its trunk, and the man on the elephant hub sat on the horse with his waist lowered, his energy and blood gathered, and he swung out a fist.

"Boom!"

The red fist shadow fell, the dark snake scales shattered, and the sound of bones breaking came from the Yinming Snake.

"This is a blood-burning method for body refining. This attack has the power of a quasi-third level, not weaker than a full-strength attack from a fake pill master."

Fang Yi's eyes became deeper, his magic power loosened slightly, and a fist-sized crack appeared on the bone bridge.

Seeing this, the lady in red makeup frowned slightly, smiled charmingly, and a sweet pink aura wrapped around a picture of a hundred beauties unfolded.

"Huai Lang! Help me again."

The lady in red makeup was like a pool of spring water, with gentle eyes and eyebrows, and she called out affectionately.

In the Picture of Hundred Beauties, a monk in a Confucian robe, wearing a tall crown, ancient clothes, and a jade belt around his waist, slowly turned around.

He looked at the lady in red makeup with pity and sang softly.

"Your singing is green, my heart is wandering, even if I don't go, why don't you send me your voice"

As the chanting sounded, the figure of the scholar gradually became blurred, and the great energy gathered and turned into a jade ruler.

"Snapped!"

The Confucian cultivator's soul exploded, the jade ruler fell, and the scarlet eyes of the Yinming Snake were blown out.

"Roar!" The Yinming Snake roared more and more miserably.

"Boom!"

The pale bone bridge was surrounded by dark energy, and the cracks on the bridge body were getting wider and wider. Fang Yi looked at Zhong He who had not yet made a move.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong, are you waiting for me, fellow Daoists Hongzhuang, Xiangshu, and Bailu to fight this Yinming Snake and both sides will suffer heavy losses?
Zhong He, you are the one who benefits from this? "

Fang Yi finished speaking.

As their own interests were involved, the cultivators who had just taken action had a tacit understanding, their auras were connected, and they pressed towards Zhong He.

"boom!"

Fang Yi was entangled with three ninth-level foundation-building auras, passed by Chen Zhan, and pressed towards Zhong He.

"Zheng!"

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword made a soft sound, and Zhong He frowned.

Chen Zhan beside him said nothing, released a stream of blood, and urged the Black Dragon Sword to chop out.

Zhong He smiled cheerfully.

"Chi Hai, this time I'll do as you wish! I hope you won't regret it later."

"Zheng"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!!"

"Zheng!!!"

The sound of Gengjin Zhanling Sword became louder and louder, the sword light flickered, and a golden sword light turned.

"Pfft!"

The dark snake scales and flesh were cut open by the sharp sword light. The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword paused slightly, and then the sword light became brighter and brighter.

The sound of bones breaking, mixed with the shrill cry of snakes, echoed in the valley.

"magic weapon?"

"magic weapon!!"

"Zhong He, you actually used your life-defining magical weapon and refined it into a magic weapon!"

Eyes filled with fear fell on Zhong He.

"So what?"

Zhong He's purple robe rustled as he waved his sleeves, gathering the three-meter-long snake body that had been chopped off by the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword into his sleeves.

He glanced over.

The pale-faced and greatly weakened Bai Lu Master avoided looking at Xiang Shu Master, whose blood and qi were falling. He clenched his teeth, and the dimmed light of the Hundred Beauty Painting in his hand, Hong Zhuang Master, secretly regretted.
Chen Zhan from Tiandaowu was delighted and stood behind Zhong He naturally, like a bodyguard.
Zhong He nodded with satisfaction and looked at Fang Yi.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Daoist Fellow Chi Hai. If you hadn't contacted many fellow Daoists and bound this Yinming Snake at all costs,
"Given how slippery this snake is, how could my Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword be able to unleash its might?"

As if responding to Zhong He's words, the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a cold light and let out a long roar.

The sharp sword intent, carrying murderous intent, rushed towards him.

Seeing all the cultivators bowing their heads, Zhong Hezhi felt very proud and extremely happy.

"My fellow Taoists, after more than ten years of fighting, it seems that Zhong is more skilled?
I would be disrespectful to refuse this awakening pearl!
Fellow Daoist Chi Hai, I will teach you a lesson: the world is unpredictable and the path to immortality is dangerous.
Before this opportunity is realized, do not let villains succeed."

Zhong He has a clear plan in mind.

Master Bai Lu of the Bishui Pavilion activated the Canglan Mountain and Water Screen, but his magic power was running low.

Even with the help of Master Xuanzhi, at most 60% to 70% of the combat power would remain.

Master Xiangshu activated the blood burning method, which caused great damage to his vitality; the main soul of Master Hongzhuang's life-saving magic weapon, the Hundred Beauties Picture, had low soul power.

Chen Zhan of Tiandaowu wanted to make friends with me. Now that the dust has settled, Chen Zhan would like to take a look at this awakening orb.

They will not create unnecessary trouble or fight for it.

What if the Chi Hai in front of him still has a trump card?
The quasi-third-level Yinming Snake, which Zhong He feared the most, was now severely damaged and only had one breath left.

"If you fellow Taoists wish to leave, I will not stop you."

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The valley was silent, with the occasional groan of the Yinming Snake echoing.

The lady in red makeup held a picture of a hundred beauties in her hands, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she felt regretful in her heart.

I never thought Zhong Hezang was so strong.

A swordsman who is good at fighting magic, refined his lifelong magic weapon until the twelve magic prohibitions were integrated into one, and upgraded it to a magic weapon.

When he unleashes his full strength, even the fake Dan Zhenren is no match for him with this kind of combat power.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong He is indeed a distinguished disciple of Xuanyang Mountain. Hong Zhuang admits defeat."

After saying that, Master Hongzhuang transformed into a pink light and fled towards the portal to the secret realm.

Zhong He did not stop him and looked at Xiang Shu and Bai Lu, the two foundation-building cultivators.

"If you two fellow Taoists wish to leave, I will not stop you."

"Senior Brother Zhong is really capable." Master Bai Lu looked at the dying Yinming Snake with regret.

Although she intended to take action.

But the combat power that Zhong He has demonstrated now has already reached the quasi-third level.

A slight difference can make a world of difference.

If the Yinming Snake had not been severely injured by the joint efforts of the cultivators, it would still be uncertain who would have obtained the Awakening Orb.

But now the dust has settled.

Master Bai Lu used her magical powers to put away the landscape screen, and waving her sleeves, a blue spiritual mist enveloped her and Master Xuan Zhi.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong is more skilled. In Xuanyang Mountain, I'm afraid only Senior Brother Zhang Hengyi has the ability to fight against you."

"Zheng!"

With a sound of sword, the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword turned into a golden sword light, shattering a corner of the azure clouds.

There was a gleam of light in Zhong He's eyes.

"Bai Lu, you are trying to create a rift between me and Senior Brother Hengyi.

We are both disciples of Xuanyang Mountain, how could I be provoked by you? "

"cluck"

Master Bailu laughed so hard that his body shook, and spoke meaningfully.

"Zhong He, if you really didn't care, you wouldn't shut up people."

As soon as he finished speaking, a jade talisman of green water exploded in Master Bai Lu's sleeve.

The water vapor enveloped Bai Lu and Xuan Zhi, and a faint spatial fluctuation was heard.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from Fang Yi's sight.

"Sure enough! With the huge profit ahead, Zhong He finally revealed his trump card!"

Fang Yi let out a breath and looked at Master Xiang Shu who was standing beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Xiang Shu, this..."

"Fellow Daoist Chi Hai, someone else is taking the lead! Best wishes to you."

After he finished speaking, Master Xiang Shu also turned into a red light and left.

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As Master Xiang Shu walked away, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

Zhong He looked at Fang Yi and spoke softly.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Hai, do you know why I want to keep you here?"

"It's just a way to divide and win over others." Fang Yi said calmly.

“If you, Zhong He, are among all the cultivators, you are not targeting one person.

Even if they were holding magical swords, how could Bai Lu of Bishui Pavilion, Hong Zhuang of Hehuan Sect, and Xiang Shu of Fengling Fairy City leave so easily? "

"Daoist Chi Hai is really smart. What a pity..."

A murderous look flashed across Zhong He's eyes.

"It's a pity that I have to die in this secret place, surrounded by ice and snow. It's so lonely."

"Fellow Daoist Zhong He is joking."

Fang Yi chuckled, and the bone bridge that suppressed the Yinming Snake flew into his sleeve.

"Shout!"

The Yinming Snake was raging with rage, its energy rising continuously, and it finally digested the Five Poisons Cold Pearl and the Small Yuanyang Pearl that Fang Yi had mixed into its flesh and blood.

The mixture of Qingyuanzhi, Wuduhuahanzhu, Xiaoyuanyangzhu and other elixirs blinded the soul of Yinming Snake and stimulated its ferocity.

"Roar!"

There was murderous intent in the eyes of the Yinming Snake, and the flesh and blood of the severed snake body grew back and healed quickly.

Within a few breaths, he had stabilized his falling energy and transformed into a quasi-third-level snake beast again.

"How can it be!"

Seeing the Yinming snake surrounded by poisonous mist, with hatred in its eyes, rushing towards him, Zhong He's face turned ashen.

"Zheng!"

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword chopped down, the magic formula in Zhong He's hand changed, and he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Zhan, stop this Red Skeleton and hand this Yinming Snake over to Zhong.

If someone can hit him hard once, then they can hit him hard a second time!"

"boom!"

"Zheng!"

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of gold and jade clashing sounded, the flying sword whistled, golden light flowed, and Zhong He pointed his fingertips.

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword turned into sword threads, split into three, and wove into a large net with flowing cold light, which enveloped the Yinming Snake.

"Zhong He has a strong foundation. He was able to suppress a quasi-third-level monster with his own strength."

Fang Yi showed emotion on his face, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a deep blue light, emitting a cold glow in his sleeves.

"Brother Chen Zhan, why would you risk your life for Zhong He? Don't you want this Jindan spiritual object?"

"Fellow Daoist Chi Hai, you have been so well hidden that you have even put Senior Brother Zhong in a passive position."

Chen Zhan was wearing a gray robe, and a black dragon knife shot out from his sleeve, aiming straight for Fang Yi's head.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword turned into a dark blue blade light, encircling the Wujiao Sword.

He glanced at Zhong He and saw him casting several spring-warmth talismans. The sword energy was so strong that it put the Yinming Snake at a disadvantage.

"The Yinming Snake was ultimately injured in its vitality, and by forcibly stimulating its blood and energy foundation, its cultivation declined.

Barely stepped into the quasi-third level."

Fang Yi took a step forward.

"Crash!"

His robes rustled, and a ghostly figure appeared beside Chen Zhan.

"Chen Zhan, it's time to get going!"

Amidst Chen Zhan’s terrified face, Fang Yi stretched out his five fingers, glowing with golden light.

Chen Zhan's gray-black robe was glowing with spiritual light, evolving into a layer of light curtain to protect its master, which was held by Fang Yi's slender hands.

"Tear it!"

The robes were torn.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, clasped his five fingers together, used his palm as a knife, and a cold light flashed across.

"Pfft!"

A golden line appeared on Chen Zhan's head, and then a line of blood spread along the head to the neck, chest, and crotch.
“Fake Dan Zhenren? How is that possible?!!!
I clearly still have a trump card, but I failed." Chen Zhan felt the quasi-third-level escape talisman in his arms, his face showing resentment. "Shh!"

Blood flowed out along the golden thread, and Chen Zhan was split into two equal halves.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner fluttered behind him, surrounded by yin energy, and gray-black chains shot out.

"Boom!"

The black and white chains tightened, pulling Chen Zhan's body and soul into the Kurong Small Cave.

On the other side.

Zhong He's face became solemn, and he offered up a dark green gem. The gem rotated quietly, and the power of his soul gathered.

Transformed into terrifying thorns.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

One after another, dark green soul-stirring thorns shot out.

"Roar!"

The Yinming Snake God's soul felt severe pain, and its demonic power stagnated slightly, allowing the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword to see its flaw.

The golden sword light flashed, blood splattered, and the huge and ferocious snake head fell to the ground.

Zhong He's face lit up with joy, and he waved his sleeves, and a golden handprint emerged.

As long as we get the Awakening Orb, the spiritual object that can form a pill, what does it matter even if Chi Hai has many hidden cards?

"Friend Zhong, you are too anxious!" Fang Yi's leisurely voice sounded.

The Yin Qi was lingering, and a large Yin corpse handprint with green phosphorus dots stretched out, blocking the golden handprint.

"boom!"

There was a sound of explosion, the gray corpse gas collided with the golden spiritual light, the wind was howling, and the spiritual tide was surging.

"The Yin Corpse's Great Handprint!?"

Zhong He looked solemn.

"Chi Hai is a cultivator with fire spiritual roots, and he is refining his natal magical weapon, the Yin Fire Pearl.

The refined white bone demon also tends towards the path of fire.

Chi Hai definitely doesn't have the ability to achieve this level of Yin Corpse Handprint! ?
Who are you?!!"

Yin energy flowed around Fang Yi's body, and his red robe turned into a ghostly robe of bones.

The dim eyes turned, and the turbid gaze looked at Zhong He, and a hoarse laugh sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong He is so forgetful. We just met a while ago."

"It's you? The old monster Yin Gu!!"

Zhong He's expression changed drastically.

"Your cultivation level hasn't declined?!"

'flaw! '

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and his figure disappeared from Zhong He's sight.

"Wow!"

When he appeared again, he was already beside Zhong He. With his five fingers together, a phantom of a wind-feathered eagle emerged.

Physical Skills: Eagle Strike Technique!

"Wow!"

The long cry echoed in Zhong He's ears. He was distracted and the five golden fingers fell on his dantian.

"Pfft!"

"Ok?"

The strange touch in his hand made Fang Yi frown slightly, his magic power surged, and his figure disappeared again.

As his figure dissipated, a golden sword light immediately fell.

"A quasi-third-level illusion talisman?"

Looking at Zhong He who appeared more than ten feet away in perfect condition, Fang Yi understood.

He waved his sleeves, and the blue and gray spiritual light flowed on the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner. Yin Gu, with a sinister face and surrounded by corpse aura, stepped out with a bronze axe in his hand.

"Xiao Qi!"

Fang Yi's mind moved.

A small silver-white beast offered up the Wu Earth Treasure Gourd, and the wind was howling and the spiritual sand was waving.

Nine rock pillars rose into the sky, and heavy runes connected to each other, evolving into a small gray formation space.

Isolate the valley from the inside and outside.

"Second-level superior formation? Yin Gu, are you afraid that I'll run away?"

Zhong He sneered, slapped his storage bag, and a green formation diagram was summoned.

The vitality of the plants and trees gathered, and the winding vines evolved and turned into a green light curtain.

It also isolates the inside and outside of the valley.

"It's just a fight to the death."

Zhong He's clothes fluttered as he urged the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword to chop down again.

“Zhong entered Xuanyang Mountain at the age of twelve. At the age of forty, he cultivated Qi and killed the foundation-building cultivators. He obtained the foundation-building elixir and achieved a mid-grade Dao foundation.

At the age of one hundred and twenty, he entered the late stage of foundation building.

Now I am over 180 years old, and I have lost count of how many of my men have died.
Hey? Yin Bone, why should I be afraid of you? "

Fang Yi raised the Ten Directions Umbrella, and the plain white paper umbrella opened, and black and white ripples hung down along the brim of the umbrella.

He had a half-smile on his face.

"Zhong He, you are afraid that you will miss this opportunity and fail to achieve Dan.
If I remember correctly, Xuanyang Mountain's [Taibai Gengjin Sword Technique] is a third-level inheritance.

But it is only a fragment, not complete, with many omissions. In Xuanyang Mountain, no cultivator has ever used this method to condense the golden elixir."

"How do you know?" Zhong He's high spirits suddenly faded.

Fang Yi paused slightly. The ancient book in the Xuanyang Mountain Sutra Library and the travel notes were taken when Qin Yu and Huo Zhao held the foundation-building ceremony.

It has already been read thoroughly.

How could he not have any impression of the Taibai Gengjin Sword Technique, a rare third-level technique that could be practiced by Qigong cultivators?
Fang Yi's mind moved.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

Yinbone let out an eerie laugh.

The skinny big hand was filled with the aura of death, and the five pale fingers had distinct joints, and it was holding the bronze axe tightly in its hand.

"Buzz!"

The black scars and corpse marks on the axe blade slowly faded away, revealing the ancient and heavy axe body, with a chilling light that captivated people.

The bronze axe fell towards Zhong He.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the evil spirit turned into a ghostly figure, attacking Zhong He silently.

See Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword slashing down again.

"disease!"

The banner of withering prosperity in the ruins world shot out.

A gloomy demon god with a hideous face, a corrupted aura, covered in scales, three heads and six arms, appeared from the banner.

Both are magic weapons.

Under the full power of the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, the Demon God waved his six arms, and streams of Yin Qi, like wriggling tentacles, transformed into a huge black net.

Bind the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword.

A gleam of light flashed in Fang Yi's eyes.

He lifted his boots and took a step forward, his robe rustling, and his fists, shining with gold and jade, charged out with force.

"boom!"

A heavy punch landed, and purple ripples fell on Zhong He's robe.

"Buzz!"

The ripples were thick and transformed into a luxurious shield of purple light.

But Fang Yi tempered his body to the quasi-third level, and with a full-strength attack, the purple shield was completely shattered.

But with the shield blocking the way, Zhong He got a chance to catch his breath and rushed towards the back.

"call!"

He was breathing heavily and his face looked grim.

He had fought against the Fake Dan Zhenren before, after the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword was upgraded to a magic weapon.

Zhong He went to Sudu Mountain, holding a magic sword, and severely injured a quasi-third-level Qingyan Crane.

If not for this, if he knew what was going on, why would he activate the formation to seal off the inside and outside?
"This Yin bone is so strong, it's not just that of an ordinary fake Dan Zhenren?"

A ghostly shadow, a dark and ferocious claw, stretched out from behind Zhong He.

The colorless and odorless aura enveloped Zhong He at some point, and the Five Poison Cauldron in Fang Yi's sleeve shook slightly.

"Pfft!"

On Zhong He's purple robe, runes were moving rapidly, the magic ban was activated, and it protected its master on its own, and a layer of purple light shield was rippled again.

But Li Hun was a second-grade, top-grade soul puppet. He had been accumulating power for a long time and launched a sneak attack, and his robe was broken again.

After the second activation, its power was greatly reduced. Even though the robe was also a top-grade magic weapon, it could not stop the powerful attack of the evil spirit.

The colorless and odorless poisonous fog was secretly released from the Five Poison Cauldron when it entered the valley.

Zhong He looked dazed, his magic power stagnated slightly, and he activated the illusion talisman in his arms, slowing down for a moment.

"Pfft!"

"you"

A sharp pain came from his chest, and the ghost claws pierced through his heart, and Zhong He's face turned pale in an instant.

"Let's hit the road."

Fang Yi's mind moved, and the ghost claws stretched out by the evil spirit radiated a dark green light, sealing Zhong He's soul in the body.

"disease!"

"Secret medical technique: Golden Needle Soul Sealing Technique!"

Fang Yi glanced around, and the golden flying needles in his sleeves flew past and landed in the acupoints all over Zhong He's body.

On the Kuruo Banner of the Ruins Realm, the shadow of the demon god waved his six arms, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and dragged the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword into the Kuruo Small Cave to suppress it.

"fall!"

Fang Yi cast a spell, and strands of Yimu's vital energy fell from the banner.

"Secret Wood Dao Technique: Yi Wood Soul Sealing Technique!"

The vitality gathered, and Yimu's long life wrapped Zhonghe, holding on to his last ray of vitality, turning it into a piece of jade about ten feet long, and fell into the withered and prosperous small cave.
"The situation has been decided, and we just need to clean up and finish it later. Zhong He cannot die like this."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Yinming Snake corpse and the Awakening Orb were collected in two soul-sealing boxes.

Looking at the withered and flourishing little cave, only the red skeleton and the bell crane were left with a trace of life.

His eyes were deep and his mind was turning.

Half a day later.

A crimson beam of light flew out from the Hanling Secret Realm and sped towards Xiaoyuan Ridge.

Ten days later.

Xiaoyuanling, the altar of bones.

Fang Yi's face was haggard, and he cast a spell from his sleeve.

"Buzz!"

Looking at the many spiritual objects in the secret library, he felt a little regretful, and immediately activated the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner.

Ghost hands surrounded by yin energy reached out and dragged many spiritual objects in the secret library into the Kuruo Small Cave.

evening.

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the crows cry.

In the White Bone Building, Black Soul looked respectful and bowed.

"Meet the Master!"

"Well! I've been thankful for you, Black Soul, for managing all the affairs of Xiaoyuanling over the years."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and then a palm came down.

"Puff!" Blood splattered everywhere and the black soul's head flew up.

"Why why?" He roared in his soul.

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent. He pointed his fingertips and a green streak of light swept up the soul.

Then he pointed his fingertips, and the green magic power cleansed his body, and a blood bead the size of a longan condensed into shape.

In Xiaoyuanling.

Gray mist, with a slightly sweet aura, filled the market.

Fang Yi took a step forward, hovering above Xiaoyuan Ridge, and the Five Poison Cauldron was raised.

"Crash!"

Thick miasma surged, and Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic gestures.

The secret technique of poison: Green Corpse Miasma!

"Gulu.Gulu"

The poisonous fog became increasingly thicker.

"Oh no! A poison master has taken action!"

A foundation-building master who came to sell the stolen goods changed his expression drastically, turned into a blood-red light, and fled out of Xiaoyuan Ridge.

"Zheng!"

A dark blue blade slashed across, splitting the blood in two, and the two pieces of the corpse fell towards the market.

Fang Yi's expression was calm as he activated the Five Poison Cauldron and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword to kill the cultivators who tried to escape one by one.

The strong smell of blood gradually filled the entire market.

“It was finally put to use.”

Fang Yi looked at the blood sacrifice runes spreading in the market town. With a wave of his sleeves, the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner fell into the center of the runes.

The yin bone stepped out from the banner and continued to suck the blood and flesh of the monk.

(End of this chapter)