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

Chapter 895 Qingyang Exterminates Demons, Each Using Their Own Methods

"Buzz!"

The Void Realm Withered Glory Banner rose from behind itself, absorbing and exhaling the power of wood element, transforming it into rounds of precious light that blessed the withered vine's hand.

"How dare you, junior!"
"You dare to fight me, relying solely on the power of a high-grade magic weapon?"

Recalling the intelligence he had obtained a few days ago, the three-zhang-long white demon tiger's face contorted with rage, and it sneered.

"Humans have always been prone to killing each other. May young Fang Yi have a safe journey."

The cold air spewed out from its pores, turning into sharp needles that shot out like raindrops hitting banana leaves.

"Supernatural Power: Silver Hair Ice Needles!"

"laugh!"

The needle's shadow transformed into a cold light, containing a ferocious Daoist aura that instantly shattered the withered vine hand and then pierced through Fang Yi.

"Bang!" With a loud explosion, blood splattered everywhere.
"it is good!"

The ferocious white tiger's face contorted with rage, but a smile played at the corners of its lips.

Before they could even catch their breath in their joy, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

"The Illusionary Body Technique of the Wood Path?"
when!"

"Damn it, a demonic tide is coming from behind!"

"boom!"

A wisp of azure light appeared, and amidst the beast tide, a blurry figure instantly became clear, blocking the path between the two demon kings.

"He's a demon king at the seventh level of Core Formation, how could he be so easily fooled?"

The opportunities of the Great Yu Dynasty are truly immense!

Looking at the two restless, blood-scaled elephants with pure blood and qi before him, Fang Yi licked his dry lips.
Immediately, his slender five fingers reached out and grasped the Bodhi branch.

"Good demon king, your blood and energy are abundant and pure. I shall accept your offer."

Upon seeing the White Fiend Tiger realize it was an illusion, a smile flashed in his eyes, tinged with surprise.

"Wonderful Technique: Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip!"

"Yan!"

The Azure Blood Bodhi Branch is surrounded by vitality, with each leaf on its branches lush and verdant. Its long, mournful dragon roar echoes for miles, shaking both the human and demon factions.

As Fang Yi lashed out with his whip, the majestic dragon phantom on the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch vanished in a flash.

"boom!"

"hiss!!"

Although the two Bloodscale Elephants were both demon kings and had the cultivation level of mid-stage Core Formation, they were struck by the Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip, a great mastery technique, and were severely injured in an instant.

"Puppet Technique: Spirit Sealing Palm!"

A hazy, swirling mist appeared, and the Abyss Sea materialized, its five fingers, covered in bone armor, spread out like eagle claws.

"Hey!" "Hey!"

Blood splattered, piercing through the chilling, armor-like scales, and swirling into the dantian.

In the blink of an eye, two fist-sized scarlet demon cores were pulled out.

The Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner swayed slightly, shooting out two chains that pulled the Bloodscale Elephant King's demonic body, which was falling towards the ground, into the Little Blessed Land.

"court death!"

The white tiger's eyes were almost ferocious as it opened its mouth and spat out a seven-foot-long blade, which emitted golden light and slashed towards Fang Yi's head.

"Adorable kitten."

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, then dissipated into a phantom image, leaving behind a dim, yellowish lotus shadow.

"Ahhh!"

The White Fiend Tiger's face was gloomy, its anger surging, almost as if it were spewing fire from its seven orifices.

"How dare this junior from the land of exile mock me like this!"

"Gotcha!"

A series of verdant rings spread out, evolving into ancient vines that twist and turn, exotic flowers that bloom, and moss that spreads.

A series of strange phenomena depicted a humanoid ginseng running, adorable horses playing, and astragalus as beautiful as jade and spirit.
The ancient, shamanistic incantations blend seamlessly with the delicate branches of willows swaying in the wind.

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind as he held the Withered and Flourishing Pearl in his hand. Withered, decaying, and rotting, one after another, auras emerged and outlined.

It eventually evolved into a dimly lit temple.

"Imperial Decree: The Wooden-Withered Ritual!"

The ginseng withered, and the adorable sesame horse decayed, transforming into rounds of dim, golden light that encircled the enraged white tiger.

“We’ve fallen into the trap!” Fang Yi’s pivotal seal, which was neither round nor flat, rotated between his brows, and five-colored spiritual light flowed around it. His invisible divine sense condensed into threads.

"Puppet Technique: One Hundred Strikes!"

Palm-sized bone fragments emerged from the flesh and blood of the abyss, strung together to form armor, with spreading serpentine patterns.

Its horns shot into the sky, accompanied by a gray mist as it stepped out, its five fingers clenched into fists, palms outstretched, elbows striking, and knees bent.
"Boom!" One palm strike after another descended like a whirlwind. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Twelve afterimages bombarded down in succession, three of which struck the back of the seven-foot-long sword, which was surrounded by demonic energy.

"Bang!" A small crack appeared on the demon sword and continued to spread.

The remaining nine palm shadows, like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, landed on the body of the White Fiend Tiger.

"Ow!"

A piercing scream, accompanied by excruciating pain, rang out.

The fierce, imposing tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead, which had come at a great speed, was instantly and severely injured, with its back, head, and left foot all broken.
Nine streams of blood erupted like a burst of spiritual spring water, gushing out.

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The battlefield, where tens of thousands of demons clashed, fell silent. Neither the human nor demon cultivators had anticipated that things would unfold so quickly.
"They've gained the upper hand so quickly!"

"Hahaha, Master, you are truly awe-inspiring!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The morale of the cultivators on Xuan Yang's side was greatly boosted. They were originally at a disadvantage on the battlefield, but their morale rose by three points against the odds.

“Buzz!

"Senior brother, your abilities are truly amazing!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Xu Qingshe opened his mouth and spat out a stream of pale true fire, which fell into the furnace of heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of a moment of distraction from the two opposing mid-level third-tier demon kings, they seized the fleeting opportunity.

"boom!"

The gilded flames rose and the pale, dark fire burned, and the golden and white flames evolved into the prototype of a Taoist temple.

"All flames converge, the furnace and ritual hall are warmed, by imperial decree!"

"Wow!"

Flames raged across the sky, and in an instant, the two demon kings, unable to dodge, were engulfed in them, the stench of burnt flesh filling the air.

"Ice Soul Divine Light." Yang Cai'er wore a plain white robe, with jade bracelets on her wrists. Her eyes were gentle, and wisps of watery spiritual energy swirled around her.

A bright moon rose behind her, and the Ancient Mirror of Inviting the Moon emitted a deep blue, cold light, freezing a mid-grade third-tier Moon Cicada.

"good chance!"

Master Hu Lei had to unleash his full power, channeling his fingertips into incantations to create afterimages.

"Wonderful Technique: Heavenly Roc Transformation!"

A thick, gray, leaden cloud gathered and stretched for dozens of miles, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

Yellow lightning flashed like a serpent weaving through the clouds, while two mighty hammers fell, stirring up the leaden clouds and causing them to churn like giant waves crashing down.

Thunderous magma surged within the leaden clouds, where two agile thunder roc-like figures wielded thunder and lightning.

"Wow!"

A mid-grade third-tier gray-feathered crane had its wings destroyed and plummeted to the ground like a meteor.
Zhu Huan, Huang Daiyue, Li Heng, Meng Lingxuan
Although the ninth-generation Core Formation cultivator was slightly inferior, he still managed to seize the opportunity and gain a considerable advantage.

"Oops!"

"not good!
Humans are cunning; that fool Tiger Four has fallen into their trap!

Seeing that the situation between the humans and the demons was about to reverse, Black Feather White Crane's expression changed drastically. He transformed into a blur and stepped in to save them.

"This road doesn't work!"

You Xishan smiled, and behind him, the Big Dipper appeared in the Bagua diagram, blocking his path.

"We can't let you ruin Junior Brother Fang's plans!"

"Snapped!"

The Azure Netherworld Suppressing Ruler pressed down, and the witch-like markings spread across Zhang Heng's temples.

"Fellow Daoist Serpent Lizard, your opponent is me!"

"With such a capable junior, this old tortoise mustn't hold him back."

Chi Yangzi smiled innocently, and three precious pearls surrounded him, blocking the three-tailed cold butterflies.

The three Grand Masters from Xuan Yang Mountain were clearly a level lower in combat strength and cultivation, yet inexplicably they were not at a disadvantage.
(End of this chapter)