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

Chapter 401 Killing the Enemy, Purple Light Mandarin Duck Fan

"Oh! Then let's see what you can do!"

Fang Yi's [Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing] is running.

The banner of withered and prosperous in the ruins world was waving, and the corpse of Yin bone in the banner was emitting gas. The skinny and gnarled hands were tightly grasping the battle axe, ready to attack.

This opportunity was rare, and Chen Dayong had been severely injured and his vitality was greatly damaged. If he was allowed to leave, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain.

Fang Yi pointed his fingertips, and a rich essence of blood flowed out from his index finger and merged into the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

"go with!"

A faint blue light bloomed on the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, and dark and ancient runes moved across the slender blade.

"Zheng!"

The sword hummed and a blue streak fell.

"Damn it! How dare Yin Gu do this?"
With the cover of a top-grade magical instrument-level hidden Qi pendant, how did this old monster discover the flaw!

Under the bronze mask, a look of anxiety appeared on Master Xuanshi's handsome face.

But he had no choice but to continuously pour his magic power into the Ten Directions Umbrella.

The big gray umbrella shone brightly, with ripples hanging from the brim.

"Zheng!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the Xuanzhan Soul-Slaying Sword fell on the ripples, emitting a cold light!
Master Xuanshi's handsome face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, which he forced down.

He forced himself to threaten.

"Yin Gu, do you want to fight me?"

"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment? Good at defense, but not enough offense."

Fang Yi got a glimpse of Master Xuanshi's background, waved his sleeves, and raised Luo Tiandou.

The gray spiritual light of the net flowed and extended in the air, blocking Master Xuanshi and Chen Dayong.

"It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers!"

Fang Yi's spiritual sense swept over Xu Shan, Zhong Gui, and Hua Niangzi.

He took a step forward and headed towards Hua Niangzi, who had the weakest cultivation.

The Luosan magic weapon had amazing defensive capabilities, and the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword could not make any progress in a short period of time.

It would be better to capture a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building first.

"Watch out for the pubic bone!"

Chen Dayong's face flushed and he swallowed a magic pill, which temporarily suppressed his injuries.

He slapped his storage bag, raised a flying sword made of animal bones, and slashed at Luo Tiandou.

Master Xuanshi also reacted, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he raised a dark poisonous claw.

"Crash!"

The banner of withering and flourishing in the ruins world fluttered, and Fang Yi's mind moved.

Runes flowed on the banner, and the yin energy gathered, turning into hundreds of gray-white chains that shot out.

The gray-white chains twisted and turned, and together with Luo Tiandou, they turned into layers of nets, blocking the way of Chen Dayong and Master Xuanshi.

"boom!"

Fang Yi threw a punch, his blood and energy surged, and a faint golden light flowed continuously.

"Tear it!"

The shadow of the fist fell, and the moon-white long silk magic weapon was broken, and was shattered into dozens of pieces by the explosive fist force.

Seeing several more fist shadows coming at her, Lady Hua turned pale.

"boom!"

In a flash, a pale golden fist shadow hit Lady Hua.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Gu, how about giving me a favor?"

The graceful female voice of Master Chunyue sounded

A purple spiritual light flew out from Hua Niangzi's sleeve. After the purple light dissipated, a round fan embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water began to absorb and exhale spiritual energy.

Purple mist swirled around the round fan magic weapon, which fluttered slightly left and right, and purple flames fell.

"Fuck!"

The golden fist shadow was ignited by the purple flames, and as the purple flames danced, the surviving Hua Niangzi was revealed. "Fellow Daoist Chunyue of Changlefang, since you are here, why hide yourself?"

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a big handprint, he slapped an ancient tree dozens of feet away.

"Hey! Brother Yin Gu, I have no ill intentions. I just hope that you can spare the life of my useless junior sister."

A sigh was heard, and a man wearing a robe decorated with golden flowers appeared, his golden hair swaying and his jade pendants jingling.

The plump and elegant Master Chunyue waved his hand and the purple mandarin duck fan fell into his hand.

The round fan was gently waved, and purple flames rose, transforming into dozens of palm-sized purple-feathered mandarin ducks, which melted the big handprint.

'Another top-grade magical weapon.
The cultivator who could open the Changlefang with the cultivation base of the middle stage of foundation building and under the suppression of Qinghuai was no ordinary person.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and called back many magical weapons including the Xujie Kurong Banner, Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, Luotian Pouch, etc.

Several rays of light flashed by, and Sanhai, Heihun, Li Wuhui, and Yu Shudan had already fallen behind Fang Yi.

At the same time, Chen Dayong, whose vitality was severely damaged, the mysterious corpse wearing a bronze mask, Xu Shan and Zhong Gui also fell beside Master Chunyue.

Fang Yi glanced at the scene and saw that although Chen Dayong was severely injured and Chen Ju was killed.

But there was another cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building who was holding a top-grade defensive magic weapon and intervened with Master Chunyue.

There is no possibility of killing Chen Dayong.

His eyes were deep, and a vast aura pressed down on him.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Chunyue, by interfering in my affairs?"

"Brother Yingu has misunderstood." A flash of fear flashed across Master Chunyue's eyes.

She arrived only one step later than Chen Dayong, severely injured Chen Dayong, and killed Chen Ju with one blow. Fang Yi's terrifying fighting power was all seen by her.

If it weren't for saving Madam Hua, Master Chunyue would not have been willing to take direct action and offend this old monster.

Moreover, because of the practice of the exercises.

She vaguely felt that this old Yin Bone monster, although his aura was decaying and his vitality was dim, was consistent with the rumors and his life span was not long.

But the old monster Yin Gu made him feel like he was being pricked by a thorn in his back.

"This old monster didn't use his full strength just now."

Master Chunyue waved her round fan gently, her heart wavering. She didn't want to provoke such an old monster whose lifespan was almost over.

But the secret method promised by Chen Dayong was of great help to her.

Just half of the article has slightly loosened the bottleneck and given a glimpse of the scenery in the late stage of foundation building.

'If I'm offended, I'm offended!'

Master Chunyue's expression darkened, and the round fan in his hand paused slightly.

"Brother Yin Gu, how about we each take a step back.

It was indeed wrong for this cultivator from the Beast Taming Chen family to stop the cultivators from Xiaoyuanling.

But Brother Dao had already killed Fellow Daoist Chen Ju, and with the loss of a Foundation Establishment Master, the entire Beast Taming Chen family suffered heavy losses.

Well, let's stop here.
After that, matters in the market were limited to the young people who practiced Qi.

We, the masters of foundation building, have long life spans. It is not worth it to fight to the death for a momentary impulse."

The withered and flourishing magical power flowed through Fang Yi's meridians. Although Master Chunyue tried his best to conceal it, he had already discovered some of his true strengths and weaknesses.

'Forge a mid-level Taoist foundation. Acquire top-grade magical instruments and build the sixth-level foundation of cultivation.

This cultivator is half a golden elixir seed. How could the Hehuan Sect let Master Chunyue run a market on his own?

Fang Yi's eyes swept over the round fan magic weapon with a faint purple light, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

It is a magical weapon with at least eleven or even twelve magical prohibitions.

With Master Chunyue's foundation, activating the purple mandarin duck fan is enough to stop Li Wuhui.

What's more, there is also a top-grade defensive magic weapon.

"it is good"

Fang Yi thought about the evil spirit that was being sacrificed and his body cultivation level that was not far from the upper level of the second level.

His hoarse voice rang out.

"I will give Fellow Daoist Chunyue a favor. From now on, only the younger Qi cultivators will be allowed to take action."

(End of this chapter)