Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 238 You really are refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

After Fang Qing dealt with the masters of the two major halls of Xuantian Pavilion, Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha also took action to deal with the Black Wolf King.

There is a lot of hatred between the Black Wolf King and the Silver Shark King. The Black Wolf King from Yunmeng often leads his fleet to capture the Silver Shark King's tribesmen. Various wars have broken out in the past years, but no one can do anything to the other.

And this time, Chan Yinsha and Hong Yi joined forces and really killed the Black Wolf King.

One of the eight great demon immortals in the world died, and from then on there were only seven great demon immortals in the world.

The most powerful masters on the entire warship were either killed or captured. The more than 300 Yunmeng warships were leaderless, with low morale and in chaos.

Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha did not make things difficult for those ordinary soldiers. Now was not the time to destroy these ordinary warships. The two looked at each other and decided to continue heading towards the wilderness.

"Let's go."

Fang Qing spoke, and left with Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha.

This time when they encountered the warships of the Yunmeng Kingdom, the three of them gained something.

The "Doomsday" battle axe of the Black Wolf King was a good gain for Hong Yi. As for Fang Qing, it was a gain to see the forms of the two demon gods, comprehend the principles revealed by the two demon gods, and further enhance the light of his magic lamp.

As for the Sword of Impermanence and the Staff of Yellow Springs, they are secondary.

The ten magic weapons of Xuantian Pavilion are not yet in Fang Qing's eyes. Only magic weapons of a higher level may catch Fang Qing's eye.

As they flew, they soon arrived at the rumored desolate land.

There are forests everywhere here, and some of the forests are filled with miasma. Countless poisonous substances are permeating the forests. If you march in the forest, even an army of 100,000 will be doomed.

After passing many forests, they gradually saw the depths of the wilderness. There were still forests everywhere and there seemed to be no people. However, Fang Qing could feel the masculine energy there.

His body entered a mountain wall.

Suddenly, the view in front of me became clear, and a vast plain appeared.

On this plain, there are numerous houses, numerous altars, numerous fields, roads, and rivers. There are soldiers wearing armor and riding horses on the roads, as well as many natives farming. Their faces have no expression, as if they have long been numb.

Fang Qing glanced over and found that the natives had indeed become numb. They had no channels for advancement and could only be slaves their entire lives. If they did not perform well, they would become materials for the witchcraft practitioners.

Even if you die, you won't be able to rest in peace.

"These witches and ghosts deserve to die!"

Seeing this scene, even Hong Yi couldn't help but shake his head. He also saw the difficulties of these natives.

"If we go today, we can rescue them, but the shackles in their hearts are difficult to remove."

Zen Silver Yarn Road.

Their eyes swept across the many natives on the farmland and soon arrived in front of a huge city.

This city is called Tianwu City. It is very huge. It used to be the central city of Wuguidao, but now it has a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

In the center of Tianwu City, there is a large square with a radius of ten miles. Now it is filled with extremely thick black fog. The fog is so thick that it has condensed into gel, like a chaos.

"It's really lively."

Fang Qing's soul looked towards the square. There were nine Taoists sitting on the west side of the square. Seven of them were wearing Taoist robes with purple ribbons and blue Lantian jade belts. They were obviously conferred titles by the Daqian Dynasty.

There was a green aura around the seven Taoists, preventing the invasion of black smoke, and above their heads, their souls each transformed into a Taoist image.

The spirits of the three Taoists manifested the form of Taoist Master Yuanyang, wearing a tall crown and strange clothes, holding a jade ruyi in his hands, with a vast artistic conception of the creation of the world.

This Yuanyang Taoist Master was not carrying the Yuanyang Axe at this time, but was holding a jade ruyi. However, the power of the jade ruyi seemed to be even greater than that of the Yuanyang Axe.

Jade ruyi.

As you wish, as you wish.

The artistic conception of the Ruyi artifact is not inferior to any other artifact. Even though the bell, pagoda and tripod are peerless artifacts, the Ruyi can still defeat them.

Fang Qing thought about the Zhatian Realm where he was, and it seemed that he had not seen anyone who had sacrificed and refined a Ruyi.

Using Ruyi as a weapon, the cultivators all have a sense of being a Taoist master.

Many thoughts flashed through Fang Qing's mind, his soul still reflecting everything. In addition to the Yuanyang Taoist figure that appeared among the three Taoists, the other four showed another Taoist figure.

This Taoist statue has eyes as bright as stars and holds a magical pen in his hand. It seems that he has mastered all the truths in the world. All the rules of the great way are under his magical pen. Whatever rules he sets, those are the rules of the world. Whatever he says is not allowed, then that thing cannot be done.

This Taoist master seemed to master the rules of heaven and earth and all truths. His artistic conception was completely different from that of Yuanyang Taoist Master of Fangxiandao.

Taoist Yuanyang wants to create the world with a Ruyi, but he doesn't care about what happens after that.

And that Taoist Master must master the rules of heaven and earth and all principles. Whatever he says is what it is. It seems that he was born after Taoist Master Yuanyang, but he must establish his own rules for the world opened up by Taoist Master Yuanyang.

The Supreme Taoist of Zhengyi Sect.

Fangxiandao, Zhengyidao!
These are the two major Taoist sects in this world, and the Taoist masters they visualize are also very different. However, at this time, the two major sects have united together to deal with the evil spirits of the Witch and Ghost Sect.

Before the seven great Taoist priests, there were two leading Taoist priests, namely Xiao Anran, the leader of Fangxiandao, and Zhang Boheng, the chief steward of the Taoist temple of Zhengyidao.

There were nine Taoist priests fighting against three thin Taoist priests wearing black linen robes.

A dark cloud appeared above the heads of the three thin Taoists, and in the dark cloud were three divine generals whose bodies were covered with golden scales.

The three great generals wore golden crowns on their heads and had golden wings on their backs. At first glance, they really were generals, but a closer look revealed that they were corpse kings refined by the Taoist priests of the Wuguidao sect.

The Corpse King is the characteristic of the Witch and Ghost Dao. These Witch and Ghost Dao practitioners use the skeletons and corpses of humans and animals as materials to refine them into iron corpses, bronze corpses, silver corpses, flying corpses, witch corpses, sky corpses, Corpse Kings, and finally into the Supreme Demon Lord.

Every promotion of a corpse requires countless blood and thousands of killings. The Central Plains Dynasty will never allow anyone to refine such corpses. Once discovered, they must be suppressed. However, during the development of the Witch and Ghost Dao over the years, it has actually refined several Corpse Kings in the wild land.

Several corpse kings were sacrificed by the three thin Taoists. They were quite powerful and fought back and forth with the nine Taoists from the Zhengyi Sect and the Fangxian Sect.

It's bustling everywhere.

There is still excitement in the distance.

Further away, two martial arts masters were fighting a decisive battle. Their energy, fist intentions, and blood were flowing, like two blazing suns, erupting with astonishing power in the center of the venue. The black fog didn't dare to approach, and the spiritual battles of many Taoists kept their distance.

Two martial arts masters, one is a teenager and the other is a monk, burst out with countless masculine energy when fighting with each other. Ghosts and gods cannot invade, and evil spirits all flee at the sight of them.

"That young man should be the champion marquis."

Fang Qing looked at the young man, who looked extremely blessed and rich. He was wearing a purple and gold robe, a purple and gold crown on his head, and a bright yellow belt around his waist, which were obviously treasures bestowed by the emperor.

Just by the way he is dressed, one can see the blessing of being a champion marquis, and one can tell at a glance that this young man is very blessed.

The monk who fought with Guan Jun Hou was wearing a black gold cassock. He had big hands and feet. His casual movements could emit boundless blood and energy. His fists were fierce and flashed like lightning. He was also a saint in martial arts.

Two Martial Saints!

The two martial saints fought each other with abundant energy, and it seemed that even if they fought for days and nights, there would be no winner.

Fang Qing then turned his attention to the sky, where he saw a battle between another dark cloud and a ball of bright light.

There are two masters here.

In a dark cloud, there was an equally thin Taoist priest, and around him was a flag covered with talismans.

This flag was only the size of a palm, but when it was waved it emitted gusts of cold wind, allowing his body to fly into the air.

Beside this thin and dark Taoist priest, there were five corpse kings, spewing out golden pills from their mouths. Once they touched the opponent's spells, they would immediately explode and cut the enemy's spells. Soon after, they would turn into pills again, as if they could be recycled.

The Taoist priest in black is the leader of the Wugui Dao, Yu Wutong, and the flag is the Flag of Ten Thousand Ghosts, which is made up of countless ghosts condensed on it. It needs a large amount of blood to feed every seven days. It has killed countless lives over the years. It is a magical weapon with a serious sin.

This Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts really looks a bit like the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls. It is a genuine magic weapon. Once it is completed, all living things will perish.

Fang Qing even felt the ghosts of many innocent creatures wailing and crying, and the scene of thousands of ghosts wailing appeared.

"Killing you, there is no psychological burden."

Fang Qing looked at the leader of the Wugui Dao, Yu Wutong, and he finally made up his mind to kill someone on his own initiative.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed, and a picture of the infinite stars descended with endless terrifying power. After the divine picture descended with the galaxy turning and showing the boundless power of the stars, Yu Wutong, the leader of the Wugui Dao Sect, felt unprecedented fear. He only had time to let out a roar before he was swept up by the picture of the infinite stars, and he lost all opportunities.

After all the memories were reflected by Fang Qing, the body of Yu Wutong, the leader of the Wugui Dao Sect, split apart, and the so-called Corpse King and the so-called Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag all disintegrated.

The big bag carried by the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner also fell into the Infinite Map of Stars.

This pocket is neither silk nor linen. It seems to be leather, but it does not seem to be the skin of any animal. However, streams of pure yang energy flow out of the pocket.

When the pocket changed hands, all the monks and warriors who were fighting looked over with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"The Qiankun Bag has changed its owner!"

(End of this chapter)