People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 21 Yi Bao’s magic skills show his power again!
"Good baby!"

Looking at the dark wind that swept across tens of thousands of miles, and the countless ghosts that were madly biting the protective divine light.

Instead of feeling any worry, Yang Xuan showed a hint of interest.

If an ordinary Golden Immortal were caught off guard and tried to withstand the attack from the Taoist in black, he would indeed be in danger of death.

But for Yang Xuan, even though he was one realm lower than him, the full-strength attack from the Taoist in black was just that.

There's no way, this is what happens when you have a wealthy family.

Not to mention other things, just the immortal robe bestowed by God on Yang Xuan's body can be broken by an ordinary Golden Immortal.

The Immortal Robe bestowed by God is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with twenty-eight restrictions.

Before any restriction was refined, the protective divine light emitted by it on its own could not be broken except by a Golden Immortal.

Now Yang Xuan has refined ten restrictions and has pure magic power to drive them.

Even if the Taoist in black had the cultivation base of a mid-stage Golden Immortal, it would be difficult for him to break through the protective divine light of the immortal robe bestowed by heaven.

What's more, Yang Xuan had several innate spiritual treasures, dozens of acquired spiritual treasures, and the unreasonable magical power of Yibao Shenjue.

To put it bluntly, unless the opponent is a disciple of a big sect, Yang Xuan has the strength to fight against any ordinary Golden Immortal!
It was for this reason that when Yang Xuan saw the two Golden Immortals blocking his way, he did not panic at all, and did not even plan to ask Tushan Nujiao for help.

Now Yang Xuan’s only opponent is a Taoist in black, so he is even more confident.

After feeling the power of the black soul flag, Yang Xuan nodded slightly and decided to "buy" this treasure.

Yang Xuan held a green jade bottle in his hand and said in a low voice:
"Fellow Daoist, listen to my command. I want to exchange this item for the magic weapon in your hand!"

"???"

The Taoist in black was slightly stunned and looked at Yang Xuan as if he were a fool.

This guy might have a problem with his brain. The Soul-Binding Banner is my natal magic treasure that is closely related to my life.

Not to mention trading it, even if only the Soul-Binding Banner is damaged, I will be hurt as well.

What's more, we are fighting now. Even if the Soul-Binding Banner is not my natal magic treasure, I will never trade it to you.

Even if you offer me an innate spiritual treasure as a trade, I don't have time to refine it and I won't agree to it!
I don’t know what this person was thinking. He actually proposed the idea of ​​trading the Soul-Binding Banner at this time. It’s so ridiculous and childish!
But at this moment, the Taoist in black suddenly changed his expression, and hurriedly turned to look to his right, then showed a look of disbelief.

"H-how is this possible?!"

The black soul-binding flag in the black-robed Taoist's hand had turned into a small green bottle at some point!
Although this small green bottle contains a large amount of precious golden water, as well as a lower-grade innate spiritual treasure, its value is far more precious than the Soul-Binding Banner.

However, the Soul-Binding Banner is the Taoist in Black's life-saving magic treasure, and it is also the most powerful treasure he has.

No matter how precious the lower-grade innate spiritual treasure is, the Taoist in black does not have the time to refine it. To him, it cannot be compared with the Soul-Binding Banner!
More importantly, his natal spiritual treasure is no different from other ones. The Soul-Binding Banner is connected to his soul and has become a part of his body.

At the moment when he lost the Soul-Binding Banner, black blood flowed out of the black-clothed Taoist's seven orifices, and his breath suddenly became weak.

It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries, even to the foundation. It would be impossible for him to recover without hundreds of thousands of years of recuperation.

However, the Taoist in black did not focus on himself. Instead, he looked at Yang Xuan with an expression of disbelief, and kept repeating the same sentence.

"How is this possible... How is this possible..."

I saw that Yang Xuan's hand, which was originally holding the green bottle, suddenly had a small black flag.

This is exactly the soul-binding flag of the Taoist priest in black!
You know, his natal magic treasure is a part of his body, how could it be taken away by force?

Even if such a thing really happened, it would be that the other party relied on his absolute power to crush him and forcibly take away his natal spiritual treasure.

But the problem was that Yang Xuan was only a Xuanxian, but with just one sentence, his Soul-Binding Banner was taken away and all contact with him was severed.

He couldn't understand or accept such a scene!
He originally thought that this battle was a sure win, but in the end, he couldn't even break Yang Xuan's protective divine light, and his own natal magic treasure was gone, and he lost half his life.

“What a great treasure! If there are a few more Golden Immortal ghosts, its power can even be comparable to a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure!” Yang Xuan gently stroked the Soul-Binding Banner, looked at the Taoist in black, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"This Soul Binding Banner is the product of your life's hard work. I'm sure you would like to see it go further."

"In this case, why don't you offer your soul to help him?"

"Of course, I prefer equal value transactions in my life. It's a willing transaction, and I won't force you to buy or sell anything. The compensation I should give to you will naturally not be reduced by a cent."

Taoist in black: ...

I don't deny the equivalent transaction, but how can we say that it was a voluntary transaction? When you took the Soul Binding Banner, did you get my consent?
Isn't this considered forced buying and selling? Can you please be reasonable?
Yang Xuan ignored the black-robed Taoist's feelings. The moment he finished speaking, a green jade bottle appeared in his hand again.

In this jade bottle, there is not only more blessed golden water, but also three lower-grade innate spiritual treasures!

"Fellow Daoist, listen to my command. I want to use this item to exchange your soul for the banner!"

not good!

Hearing these familiar words, the Taoist in black's face suddenly changed. He didn't care whether it would cause damage to his foundation, and immediately used the secret method of bleeding escape, burning all the blood in his body, trying to escape from here.

But at the moment he activated the secret technique, a green jade bottle appeared in his hand.

The deal is done!

next moment.

The Taoist in black's eyes became confused, and his soul flew out of his head uncontrollably, hovering in the air, allowing the cold wind to blow on him, but he did not react at all.

"Hahaha!"

"Come!"

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, and pure magic power surged throughout his body, and he shook the Soul-Binding Banner with all his strength.

Followed by.

A gust of cold wind swept up the black-robed Taoist's soul and dragged it into the Soul-Binding Banner, turning it into one of the Golden Immortal ghosts.

With just a little refining, Yang Xuan will be able to control this golden immortal ghost and use it for his own purposes!
at the same time.

The Taoist in black fell from the air with a bang, hit the ground heavily, and there was no movement anymore.

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal realm just died like that, at the hands of a Mysterious Immortal!

Seeing this, the Taoist in red and Ao Qin were both stunned, looking at the scene in disbelief.

They thought that perhaps Yang Xuan had some hidden cards that could allow him to withstand the Golden Immortal's magical powers and hold on until Ao Qin came back to help.

I also thought that perhaps Tushan Nujiao had already noticed this place and might take action at any time.

But no one expected that Yang Xuan could use his Xuanxian cultivation to cross levels and kill the black-clothed Taoist priest in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and do it so easily.

If someone who doesn't know the truth saw this, they would probably suspect that Yang Xuan was the Golden Immortal.

"Hahaha!"

"What magical powers the Immortal possesses!"

Ao Qin's eyes flashed slightly, and he came to his senses first. While the Taoist in red was stunned, he used all his strength to sacrifice the dragon ball and hit him on the chest.

Ao Qin had a higher level of cultivation and already had the upper hand in the battle with the Taoist priest in red, and now he succeeded in a sneak attack.

It doesn't take a while.

The body of the Taoist priest in red was blown up by Ao Qin, leaving only the broken soul, which he caught in his hand and brought to Yang Xuan...

(End of this chapter)