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

Chapter 385: Backhand Frequent Souls Enter the Bag
"Bastard!"

Master Yinling also came to his senses. With a thought, the evil spirit struggled with all its might, but the roots that penetrated into its body locked up its soul and magic power.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I was going to let you go, but you dared to get ahead of me."

Master Yin Ling was furious. He had never suffered such a great loss in his cultivation.

Not to mention a mere foundation-building cultivator, even if it was a fake Dan Zhenren in the sect, he would have to be given some face for the sake of Zhenren Chi Ming.

His ghost-devouring robe rustled, his black hair danced wildly, and with a wave of his hand, the ghostly aura swirled around and transformed into a ferocious ghost hand, which made several large handprints of ghosts.

"boom!"

Fang Yi smiled as he watched the evil spirit being pulled towards the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner. Seven or eight methods of refining soul puppets had already emerged in his mind.

If Master Yinling had not been careless, this evil spirit would not have been able to be sacrificed and refined by the heart, and would have been distracted during the fight.

At most, Fang Yi planned to cut off a part of the soul body to refine the soul-condensing liquid.

With a thought, he put away the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword that was emitting azure light from his sleeve.

Now that the second-grade top-grade evil spirit has been obtained, don't reveal too many cards.

Fang Yi slapped the storage bag, and the Small Zhoutian Plate shot out from the storage bag, emitting starlight.

Then he smashed towards the ghost's big handprint.

"fall!"

"boom!"

The ghostly handprint filled with ghostly aura was easily shattered.

Afterwards, the Small Zhoutian Plate continued to move forward, transforming into a silver star-shaped snake, baring its fangs and claws, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, and pouncing towards Master Yinling to bite him.

"Another top-grade magical weapon?"

Master Yinling's expression changed, and he didn't bother to stop the evil spirit that was bound and pulled by the dark green chains.

He exerted his magical power and shook the Netherworld Bone Banner with all his strength. Ghostly cries rang out from the banner, and a one-armed corpse stepped out.
"Jie Jie Jie!"

The one-armed corpse's eyes were filled with resentment, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. The veins on his one arm were bulging, and the muscles were knotted.

The five dark fingers clenched tightly, the dim yellow corpse aura lingered, and he gathered his strength slightly before punching out.

"Oh!"

The air waves rolled, and the corpse qi collided with the starlight.

The explosive fist force swept past, and the silver star snake was broken into two parts.

"call!"

Seeing that the one-armed corpse had a broken arm but was able to stop the small Zhoutian disk, Master Yinling breathed a sigh of relief.

He never thought that a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building would have such wealth.

The green lotus flag fluttered, with huge lotus flowers hanging down. It was the most advanced defensive magic weapon.

Although the Green Spirit Banner is slightly weaker than the Treasure Flag, it can bind the second-grade upper-grade evil spirits and is also a top-grade magic weapon.

As for the last star plate, it was obviously not fully refined, but it was still a top-grade magical weapon.

With such wealth, even a weaker fake Dan Zhenren may not have such a magic weapon.

Fang Yi's eyes lit up as he saw the evil spirit surrounded by ghostly aura getting closer and closer to the withered and prosperous banner of the Ruins Realm.

Ten zhang, eight zhang, five zhang
As long as it falls into the withered and flourishing banner of the Ruins Realm, this evil spirit will be in the pocket and at your mercy.

"Don't think about it!"

Master Yinling took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, and with a push of his magic power, a pill the size of a longan with a strong medicinal aroma flew into his mouth.

Feeling the magic power gushing out from the sea of ​​qi in his dantian like a spiritual spring, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

He only had one Xuanyin Huifa Pill, a top-level second-level pill that was almost at the threshold of the third level.

The main ingredient of the Xuanyin Huifa Pill is the spiritual marrow of a second-grade top-grade monster beast, and it is refined by a third-grade alchemist from the Baigu Sect.

After swallowing it, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building can quickly recover 30% of his magic power within one stick of incense.

When cultivators of the same level fight, one Xuanyin Huifa Pill can decide the outcome of the fight.

If Li Hun had not been captured, Yin Ling would never have swallowed this life-saving pill.

"puff!"

Yin Ling clenched his five fingers into a fist and then hammered his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood that fell on the ghost bone banner.

Threads of scarlet runes flowed on the ghost and bone banner, and the demon soul of a python that swallowed waves of green water flew out from the human skin banner.

"hiss!"

The python that swallowed the waves in the clear water let out its scarlet tongue, roared, and pounced towards the withered and flourishing banner of the ruins world that bound the evil spirit.

"Another second-level mid-grade beast soul?"

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes, sensing the dense and strange runes on the python soul that was swallowing the green water.

"The soul path secret method is used for sacrifice. This ghost performs the blood sacrifice method. For at least half an hour, its combat power is not weaker than that of the demon python when it was alive.
I can’t let this Duobao boy ruin my good deeds.”

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the small Zhoutian plate was recalled and floated in front of him.

The magic power in his hands surged and he cast out spells one after another.

Under the shocked gaze of Master Yinling, spiritual light flowed from his fingertips and tapped onto the small Zhoutian plate.

"crack!"

A magical restriction on the small Zhoutian plate collapsed, and vast magical power surged.

Fang Yi nodded slightly and smiled gently at Master Yinling.

“I am not as wealthy as my fellow Daoist. I don’t know how many corpses and souls are sealed in this ghost and bone banner.

But there is gain and loss, a top-grade magical instrument of little use is more valuable than a second-level upper-grade fierce spirit, but I still know it."

On the small Zhoutian plate, there are ancient marks hanging and cold stars rising.

The cold stars turned into silver rune imprints, which kept flowing.

Strands of spiritual light descended from the Small Zhoutian Plate, connecting the many runes one by one, and a silver curtain of light emerged.

"Groan!!"

The shadow of a monster that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a snake but not a snake, howled towards the sky and wound its way out from the small Zhoutian disk.

The golden eyes opened, filled with cold murderous intent.

"Yan!"

With a long cry, the spiritual tide surged and gathered into silver spiritual clouds, lifting it up.

The Star Dragon Snake revealed an aura that was three times stronger than the Green Water Swallowing Python.

"go with!"

The dragon claws stretched out and grabbed at the seven inches of the Green Water Devouring Python Soul. Silver spiritual light swirled around the claws, and dragon patterns flowed on the millstone-sized dragon scales.

"hold head high!"

The Green Water Python roared in pain and entangled with the Star Dragon Snake.

"Junior is rampant!"

Fang Yi urged the magic power in his hands, ignoring the noise in his ears, and the banners of the withered and flourishing world of ruins swayed, and the evil spirit surrounded by ghostly aura was completely pulled into the banners.

He pointed his finger, and the shadow of the six-armed demon god exploded, and dark runes flowed one after another.

Yin energy, ghost energy, and corpse energy were entangled, and a quagmire of blood and flesh was swallowing and spitting out in the small cave of Kuruo.

In the mud, there was an old man wearing a black robe, with a sinister face, a dark complexion, dark pupils, and holding a bronze axe in his arms.

"go with!"

As Fang Yi urged his spiritual thoughts.

The sinister old man smiled strangely, his face was covered with black spots, and two dark green corpse fangs emerged from the corners of his mouth.

This is the Yin Bone Corpse Puppet that has been waiting in the Kuruo Small Cave for a long time. Without its help, Fang Yi would not have targeted Li Hun.

A second-grade, superior-grade evil spirit, without any cultivator of the same level to suppress it, was enough to consume 70% to 80% of Fang Yi's energy.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Yin Gu's pair of skinny but extremely terrifying big hands emerged from the mire of flesh and blood.

A number of cold and strange corpse characters appeared and flowed on the big hand.

The phosphorus fire was lit, and the big hand turned dark blue, with distinct joints on the five fingers. It seemed slow but was actually fast as it reached out to grab the bound evil spirit.

"Boom!"

In a flash, the sound of bones colliding was heard.

Two large hands covered with corpse marks, with five fingers clasped together, grasped Li Hun's soul body tightly, slightly gathering strength, and then pulled hard.

"Wow!"

The Yinyou corpse energy and the lunar ghost energy collide and entangle, and eventually the two cancel each other out.

"Gulu.Gulu"

The evil spirit was dragged into the mire of flesh and blood. Its eyes were sinister and corpse energy lingered around its body, transforming into a dim coffin that suppressed the mire of flesh and blood.

"call!"

Seeing this, Fang Yi also breathed a sigh of relief. He had obtained a second-grade top-grade evil spirit, which held the Yin bone and prevented it from attacking.

But in the end there was some profit, and this move was not a losing deal.

'Unfortunately, the Ghost Bone Banner is Yin Ling's natal magic weapon.

Otherwise, if you try to take this treasure away, my Xujie Kurong Banner's second treasure ban will be broken.

Fang Yi glanced around and saw that Li Wuhui was getting braver and braver, although he was still suppressed by Master Youhen.

But the main attack of the Sunflower Golden Needle is to emit a faint cold light, and the Moonlight Ancient Mirror assists in inhaling and exhaling cold air, condensing frost into snow.

Combined with a magic weapon called Luosan, which cast a black and white spiritual light for defense, Youhen was entangled by it and could not escape even if he used the magic of depleting his vitality.

On the other side, the Star Dragon Snake and the Green Water Swallowing Python were fighting each other, with starlight and phosphorescent fire everywhere, and they were firmly suppressed.

"Hmm? And?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, and saw Master Yinling activating his magic power, and three more second-level low-grade ghosts stepped out from the banner.

His eyes narrowed, and a trace of regret flashed through his heart.

The Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, with the help of the Yin Bones of the Netherworld Corpse, has already reached its limit in suppressing a second-grade, top-grade Yin spirit.

I couldn't eat three more ghosts.

“It’s a bit of a waste”

Fang Yi murmured, then gently waved the withered and flourishing banner.

The twelve magic prohibitions in the banner lit up again, and a dark green light swirled around, and a shadow of a demon god walked out of the banner.

The demon god has three heads and six arms, wears a crown of creation, and a Yi wood robe. He has a slender figure, green skin, and a lingering scent of medicine.

"disease!"

The magic spells in his hands kept being cast, and six rays of spiritual light flowed in the demon god's hands, evolving into the phantom of a magic weapon.

"Congeal!"

The bowl of creation, the green bamboo staff, the azure rosary, the Cangling spear, the Yi wood wheel and the blue-grey chains took shape one by one.

Each phantom of a magical weapon inhales and exhales spiritual energy, emitting the aura of a top-grade magical weapon.

"How is it possible that a mere cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building actually has a backup plan?"

Yin Ling almost groaned, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to make things difficult for me? My father, Chi Mingzi, is a Jindan Master from the White Bone Sect.

If you are sensible, just leave now and I will pretend that nothing happened?

I will give that fierce soul to my fellow Taoist."

"Ah!"

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said nothing, but the demon god was wearing a Yimu robe and waving his six arms.

The bowl of creation, the green bamboo staff, the azure rosary, the Cangling spear, the Yi wood wheel and the blue-grey chain fell at the same time.

"Buzz!"

"puff!"

The spiritual tide rolled, Yi Mu's vitality overflowed, and a blood-red light escaped and rushed towards the horizon.

"Brother Youhen, this is impossible. Let's go!"

"Damn it!"

Youhen's vicious gaze swept over quickly and shrank when it landed on Fang Yi.

"Slut, this time you are lucky, we have a long way to go."

"Pfft!"

The sunflower needle passed through Youhen's body, and it turned into a shadow and disappeared.
"Boom!"

A dull explosion sounded, three white skeletons exploded, and the Green Lotus Treasure Flag fluttered, protecting Fang Yi.

"As long as the goal is achieved, don't pursue the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)