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

Chapter 475: Seeking Spiritual Veins, All Five Poisons, and Tempering Disciples (Two in One)

"Second-level spiritual vein?"

Fan Dacheng smiled bitterly.

"Brother Fang, if I had a choice, wouldn't I want a second-level spiritual vein?

The second-level spirit veins in the sect all have owners. Even for Brother Fang, it would be difficult to find a spirit vein that suits your taste, right?"

A hint of envy flashed in Fan Dacheng's eyes.

This eldest brother of ours not only presides over the Examination Hall, but also inherits Xiao Changce's legacy and owns Yuping Peak, which he has been managing for a long time.

There is no shortage of spiritual stones and treasures.

There are already more than ten female cultivators in the sect who have established their foundation, and they asked him about Fang Yi's preferences.

However, they were all blocked by Fan Dacheng.

Although his path to Taoism was cut off and he was not worthy of Yang Caier, Fang Yi's wealth and cultivation made him qualified to become Yang Caier's Taoist partner.

"Second-level spiritual vein!"

Fan Dacheng felt a little melancholy.

Xuanyang Mountain has a history of thousands of years, and the inheritance has continued, with Jindan Zhenren in charge from generation to generation.

Even at his weakest, there was only one Jindan Zhenren left.

However, relying on its thousand-year heritage, it has also been included in the top sects in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World.

Therefore, the forces in Xuanyang Mountain are intertwined and complex, and the better spiritual veins are already occupied by foundation-building cultivators.

At the gate of Xuanyang Mountain, if one wants to occupy a second-order spiritual vein, one needs to be at least in the late stage of foundation building.

“It’s a second-level spiritual vein. If it’s a second-level mid- or upper-grade spiritual vein, it will be stared at to death by the late-stage foundation-building great cultivators in the sect.

But it’s only a second-order low-grade spirit vein, so it’s not difficult.”

Fang Yi had a clear plan in mind.

Whether it is a long-term friendship, buying a horse's bones for a huge sum of money, or for the purpose of developing wings.

He has no choice but to take on the task of seizing a second-level spiritual vein.

“Changle Valley has a second-order, lower-grade, water-attributed spiritual vein that has been operating for many years.

Whether it is a spiritual land or a cave, it has matured.
I wonder if you are interested, Dacheng?"

"The Wei family of Changle Valley?" Fan Dacheng paused, pondering over and over again in his mind.

Wei Jiuxiao, the most outstanding cultivator of the Wei family, who was in the late foundation building stage, died. Several other cultivators of the family who were in the foundation building stage also died.

Now only Wei Yushu is left, shouldering the responsibility alone and struggling to support the family.

Fan Dacheng's heart was pounding, but he also had some concerns.

He was not concerned about the rules of Xuanyang Mountain, but his cultivation was insufficient and he was no match for the Wei family.

"Brother Fang, the Wei family suffered heavy losses while exploring the secret realm, and their vitality was severely damaged. Only Wei Yushu, a Foundation Establishment Master, remains.

But he is, after all, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, so protecting a second-order low-grade spiritual vein is more than enough."

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent.

"Yu'er and Zhao'er will go with you when the time comes. They have both forged a mid-level foundation in Taoism.

Yue Ze, Da Cheng, you two have also fought against the other two.

But I have no experience fighting with monks of the same level, so going with you this time is just the right time to make up for it."

Fan Dacheng frowned slightly and persuaded.

"Brother Fang, Yu'er and Zhao'er have only just established their Dao foundations and are at the first level of foundation building.

Wei Yushu is at the middle stage of foundation building, and he has all the magic tools and talismans in his hands. He is no ordinary person.

If the two nephews are injured and their paths are damaged, then..."

Seeing that Fan Dacheng was hesitant to speak, Fang Yi waved his sleeve and shot out two green jade talismans.

"A sword is sharpened by grinding. I have made up my mind on this matter."

Fang Yi's eyes were dim.

"I have protected Yu'er and Zhao'er in their Dao foundation, and I have no shortage of top-grade magical instruments. If the two of them join forces,

In front of a guard dog like Wei Yushu, he couldn't save his life, so he deserved to die.

Dacheng, do you still remember?

Back then, we had just entered Xuanyang Mountain and were only at the first or second level of Qi training, and you went to the Qingyun Mountains to fight monsters for your life?"

"This"

Fan Dacheng looked hesitant.

He knew that even beautiful jade needed to be polished.

But Qin Yu and Huo Zhao watched him grow up and put in a lot of effort.

Although the two of them have now built a mid-level foundation in Taoism and their ability in fighting is not inferior to their own.

Even a few points stronger.

But Fan Dacheng still didn't want the two of them to take risks.

"Don't worry, Uncle Fan, he's just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building."

Huo Zhao was wearing bronze armor, with a tall figure, black hair draped over his shoulders, and his blood boiling as he slowly walked into the backyard.

He muttered.

"It's a good opportunity to see that the Wei family, which Master was helpless against back then, now has some strength.
Master, rest assured, I will definitely be able to avenge you."

Looking at the outspoken masculine monk, Fan Dacheng's mouth twitched.

Having known Fang Yi for nearly a hundred years, he also knew that his elder brother Fang was always harboring grudges in his thoughts and actions.

To repay the kindness of master and disciple.

He took action for the descendants of Xiao Changce and dared to fight against several great cultivators in the late stage of foundation building in succession, and even ignored the fake Dan Zhenren in the sect.

As for holding a grudge?

Fan Dacheng subconsciously took a half step back
really.

A green spiritual light flowed, and the vitality of the plants and trees gathered, turning into a large green vine hand that slapped down.

"boom!"

The monk wearing bronze armor groaned and was knocked into the ground by the green vine's handprint.

Qin Yu was wearing a green wooden robe and had a graceful posture. He stepped across the human-shaped groove on the ground in a few steps.

He was very graceful and bowed his head.

"Qin Yu, I'm honored to meet you, Master. I hope you can condense your golden elixir soon and continue on your path to immortality."

"Ok!"

Fang Yi, the eldest disciple who was as gentle as jade and behaved properly, nodded slightly and ignored the second disciple who was becoming increasingly upset.

"Yu'er, you also know about the Wei family's affairs. This time, you and Dacheng will go together to put an end to it."

"Yes, disciple obeys."

Qin Yu bowed and then spoke.

“Master, if Wei Yushu stays in Changle Valley for a long time and relies on the forbidden law.

Then my junior brother, uncle, and I will join forces, and even if we attack violently, it will be difficult to kill him."

"It's okay, I'll make my own arrangements.

You and Zhao'er, come with me to the Examination Hall."

Fang Yi's magic power surged, and a wooden spike pushed the groaning Huo Zhao out from the ground.

Kaogong Pavilion, Ziyang Residence.

The air was filled with the aroma of tea. Chen Zhan, with a thin figure and a gray knife as a magic weapon slung over his waist, sat in the bamboo pavilion.

He picked up a jade cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Zhong He, you, the head of the Examination Hall, are quite arrogant.
My junior fellow apprentice Gao Lang, who only came to visit me a few times, and he and his fellow Taoists started fighting with him.

If my junior brother hadn't arrived in time.

I wonder what will become of my junior fellow apprentice?"

"Oh?

A while ago, a certain family went to a secret realm to hunt Frost Spirit Centipede. And this happened?"

Zhong He was a sturdy man, wearing a gray silk cloak with gold edges, sitting on a jade stool with a golden sword.

He narrowed his eyes and a sharp sword light flashed past.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Chen Zhan, Fang Yi has always been arrogant and domineering.

Zhong is also deeply troubled by this. Once the Five Poison Cauldron is refined, I will have the opportunity to form a pill.

After everything is settled, I will teach Fang Yi a lesson, make him pay a sufficient price, and apologize to Fellow Daoist Gao Lang."

Chen Zhan was satisfied after receiving Zhong He's promise.

"There's no need to apologize. Junior Brother Gao is a proud man and has already gone into seclusion to cultivate.

After I have achieved a breakthrough in my cultivation, I want to personally ask Fang Yi for advice.

In order to avoid hurting the friendship between Tiandaowu and Xuanyang Mountain.

I'll have to trouble Brother Zhong to intervene and prevent others from interfering with this matter."

Zhong He looked at Chen Zhan deeply.

He had heard of the name Gao Lang.

Tiandaowu's third-level sword tradition [Qingyuan Sword Sutra] is also well-known in Dayun's immortal cultivation world.

After Gao Lang broke through, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building fought against a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was a sword cultivator fighting a medical cultivator.

The result is obvious at a glance.

Zhong He thought about it for a moment and realized that the opportunity in the Hanling Secret Realm still required Chen Zhan's help.

He spoke.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Chen, this is easy."

"Haha, thank you so much, Brother Zhong."

Chen Zhan murmured in his heart.

In this way, there will be no other interference with Junior Brother Gao's whetstone.

"Master."

Fan Chen wore a purple gold crown and a black silk embroidered robe, and was in a hurry.

Seeing Zhong He and Chen Zhan having a pleasant conversation in the bamboo pavilion, he stopped and looked a little hesitant.

"Master, a distinguished guest has arrived."

Chen Zhan was quite understanding when he saw this. He waved his hand, left a second-grade inferior sword sharpening stone, and spoke leisurely.

"Brother Zhong He has a distinguished guest, so I'll go ahead.
I will give this sword sharpening stone to you, Senior Brother."

Zhong He did not refuse. He took the fist-sized sword whetstone and exchanged a few words with Chen Zhan.

"When I have some free time, I will definitely go to the Battle Hall to visit my junior brother."

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhong He took out a yellow gourd and swallowed the wine inside in big gulps.

"This Chen Zhan is really unpleasant.

Junior brothers who are both in the middle stage of foundation building fight each other, and they actually want to bully the weak?"

After a brief pause, he looked at the disciple standing beside him with his hands hanging down.

"Chen'er, who is visiting you that's making you hesitate like this? It's not good for Chen Zhan to know."

"It's Master Fang Yi, the head of the Examination Pavilion, who is here."

Fan Chen looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and complained to Zhong He as if he didn't hear anything.

As both of them are at the ninth level of foundation building, Zhong He has a high level of cultivation and is proficient in fighting techniques.

He could start to complain about Chen Zhan.

Fan Chen, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, does not have such courage.

"Junior Brother Fang?

That’s a coincidence.”

Zhong He curled the corners of his mouth slightly and casually threw the sword sharpening stone in his hand into Fan Chen's arms.

"Chen'er, you are not far from the middle stage of foundation building. The sword sharpening stone in Tiandaowu is very helpful for sharpening your natal magic sword.

This sword-whetting stone is given to you."

Fan Chen showed surprise on his face and carefully put away the sword sharpening stone.

"Thank you Master!"

"Well, where is Junior Brother Fang?" Zhong He asked.

"Master Fang is in Qingzhu Garden."

After a stick of incense.

In the Green Bamboo Garden, the breeze blows and the bamboos rustle.

Looking at the jar of spiritual wine sealed with yellow mud in front of him, Zhong He widened his eyes slightly and swallowed his saliva.

"Second-level Red Blood Brew?
"Junior Brother Fang, where did you get this kind of spiritual wine?"

Seeing Fang Yi smiling without saying anything, Zhong He glanced at the handsome Qin Yu and Huo Zhao who was wearing bronze armor.

"puff!"

The yellow mud lid was opened, and the blood-red wine was poured into a cold jade bowl.

"Gulu.Gulu"

After drinking several bowls of red blood wine in succession, Zhong He wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Junior brother, you came here to discuss something with me, right? Coincidentally, I also have something to tell you.

It saves Zhong the trouble of making a trip."

"Senior Brother Zhong also wants to see me about something?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, feeling a little confused.

"Brother, what do you want to see me for?"

"Junior brother, do you still remember Chen Zhan and Gao Lang from Tiandaowu?"

Zhong He looked at Fang Yi meaningfully.

"Junior brother, you are quite capable. I have also heard of Master Chunyue from Lanyuexuan, whose reputation is so stunning that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground.

I never thought that he would be taken into Junior Brother Fang's room."

Zhong He laughed strangely a few times.

Unlike what happened in Ziyang Courtyard just now, he clearly knew what happened in Qingzhi Tower, where Gao Lang and Chen Zhan fought against Fang Yi and Chunyue.

One of the foundation-building consciousnesses that was watching the fun that day was cast by Zhong He.

"Chen Zhan? Gao Lang?"

Fang Yi brightened up and immediately spoke. "They actually came to me for help?"

"It's fate. A quarter of an hour ago, Chen Zhan was in my Ziyang Courtyard."

Zhong He did not hide the truth for Chen Zhan.

He told Fang Yi all the plans that Chen Zhan and Gao Lang had requested.

Half an hour later.

"Are you going to use me as a whetstone to sharpen Gao Lang?"

There was a gleam in Fang Yi's eyes as he thought about the inheritance of Tiandaowu, seemingly lost in thought.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong, for letting me know."

“It’s just a small matter.

Junior Brother Fan, don't worry. You and I are from the same sect. As long as I am in the Examination Pavilion, Chen Zhan will not be able to act so presumptuously!

Zhong He looked calm.

It’s not that the favors of Chen Zhan and Gao Lang, one at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment and the other a Jindan Zhenren disciple, are worthless.

But the person in front of him was the elegant and graceful Fang Yi, who was good at networking and had a wealth of connections.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

Yang Cai'er of Bingpo Peak, with the support of Master Hanjing, a Jindan seed master, was noticed by Master Jiuhan, a Jindan master.
Master Qingfeng, a disciple of Master Guangsheng and a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building
Xu Qingshe, a second-level top-grade alchemist.
Second-rank, superior celestial master, Yan Youtai.
The fact that Yang Xuanyi now lives in Qingzhi Tower shows that he is on good terms with Zhang Hengyi.

A rough estimate is that there are five Jindan seeds.

Among them is Yan Youtai, a master of celestial secrets whose status is no less than that of Jiadan Zhenren.

And Zhang Hengyi, who has a profound and terrifying background and is vaguely known as the eldest brother of Xuanyang Mountain.

Not to mention that Zhong He has not yet obtained the spiritual object for condensing the elixir, even if he has already obtained the spiritual object for condensing the elixir, he can still condense the true elixir.

He also didn't want to offend so many Jindan seeds for Chen Zhan.

He pondered for a moment and then began to advise.

"Junior Brother Fang, I need Chen Zhan's help in competing for the opportunity to enter the Hanling Secret Realm, but it's not easy for him to do so.

Junior brother, you should be careful in your daily life.
After the secret realm incident is resolved, I will teach them a lesson."

"Junior Brother Fang, please don't be careless. Even if you refine the Five Poison Cauldron into a magic weapon, you still need to be careful.

Junior brother is, after all, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and his ability in fighting is inferior to that of a sword cultivator of the same level."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Zhong. I will be careful."

Fang Yi thanked him.

His mind was in turmoil.

In the Kuruo Small Cave, two energy beads were jumping, and vaguely, the shadows of Chen Zhan and Gao Lang flashed by.

"Junior brother has something else to discuss with you."

"when?
"Is Junior Brother already prepared to refine the Five Poison Cauldron?"

"That's not the case."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves, and a bronze jade plate was raised, with runes jumping on it.

"Buzz!"

In the Examination Pavilion, a series of long-standing prohibitions were activated, transforming into layers of light curtains that silently isolated the inside and outside of Qingzhu Garden.

Seeing this, Zhong He's face turned serious.

With a slap of the storage bag, several yellow flags with the spiritual power of Wu Earth on them shot out.

After a few breaths, a small gray formation space was formed.

Zhong He took the jar of wine and drank the last sip of the red blood brew.

"Brother, what exactly is the reason for your coming here?

With such symptoms, he even brought two disciples here."

Fang Yi's mind flowed, and Ku Rong's magic power was activated, after confirming that there was no one there.

He spoke leisurely.

"The Wei family of Changle Valley."

"Wei family?" Zhong He was a little surprised.

"Junior Brother Fang, the Wei family in Changle Valley now only has one Foundation Establishment Master, Wei Yushu, left.

He has not been to Fengling Fairy City for a long time. How did he offend his junior brother?"

"A good friend of mine is now over a hundred years old and wants to find a sacred place to start a family."

Fang Yi went straight to the point.

With his current value, he is just a Wei family member who is exhausted and injured.

Fang Yi gestured to Qin Yu and Huo Zhao.

“It just so happens that my two disciples lack combat experience.

A cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building just meets my needs."

"Wei family"

Zhong He pondered for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

According to his understanding, the foundation-building masters in Qingzhi Tower included Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Master Yue Ze, a new foundation-building cultivator who joined Fang Yi's disciples after their foundation-building ceremony.

Only one of Fang Yi’s long-time friends was left.

"Junior Brother, this is for Fan Dacheng, Junior Brother Fan?"

Zhong He looked at Fang Yi with admiration, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

The path to immortality is rugged, human relationships are indifferent, and most conflicts are about interests.

He hadn't seen such a monk for a long time.

"Ten days later, I will meet up with Wei Yushu.

As for my two nephews and Junior Brother Fan, just follow me to the Hanling Secret Realm.
However, Junior Brother Fang will have to deal with the matter of the Wei family's ancestral land's spiritual veins on his own."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong He."

Fang Yi thanked him.

He knew clearly in his heart that once the matter of Fan Dacheng was settled, there would definitely be a person who could build a foundation under his command.

Moreover, he was a disciple of Xuanyang Mountain and joined his own army.

Fame alone is of no use.

But if combined with sufficient cultivation power, it can often produce surprising results.

Ten days later.

Xiaoyuanling, one hundred miles to the east.

Fang Yi's face was withered, his limbs were covered with fine lines, and he was wearing a gray robe that looked like a hundred ghosts devouring souls.

"call out!"

A red spiritual light fell, and Master Chi Hai threw out a storage bag.

"Brother Yin Gu, as agreed, I have brought this Black Armored Mysterious Spider with me.
My Five Poisons Transforming into Cold Pearl?"

Fang Yi stretched out his skinny hands, took the storage bag, and probed his spiritual sense into it.

Feeling the storage bag, there was a black-armored black spider about ten feet long, its body as black jade and its eyes scarlet.

Although it has lost its vitality.

But the gray poisonous miasma lingering around the black spider vaguely revealed the horror of this black-armored black spider when it was alive.

"A second-level peak demon beast, the Black Armored Black Spider. Junior Brother Chi Hai is quite capable."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and a Five Poisons Cold Bead the size of a longan hovered in front of Chi Hai.

"A second-grade, top-grade Five Poisons Transforming Cold Pearl will be obtained after Master Gu's spiritual medical skills have broken through.

I will inform you about the quasi-third-level elixir."

After saying this, Fang Yi's robe rustled and he turned into a dim yellow light and disappeared.

Now, Master Chi Hai has killed the Black-armored Black Spider.

Previously, he had also obtained the information that Master Bai Lu had killed the Purple Light Twin-Tailed Scorpion; and that Zhong He had annihilated the Frost Spirit Centipede.
The Red Makeup Master of the Hehuan Sect also sent the Centipede Golden Snake to
In cooperation with Xia Zhengxuan, it seemed as if he wanted to make up for what happened to Zuo Qiu Lei and sent the Green Water Cold Toad.

Under an ancient green tree.

Fang Yi scanned with his spiritual sense and after confirming that there was no one around, he immediately raised a large, ancient, blue-gray cauldron.

With a touch of the fingertips, a ray of light shot out.

"Om!!"

The blue-gray cauldron was turning quietly.

Purple light double-tailed scorpion, Frost Spirit Centipede, Centipede Golden Snake, Green Water Cold Toad
Four second-level peak poisonous beasts have already been refined into it.

"Gulu.Gulu"

Surrounded by mist and haze transformed from five-colored miasma, a huge suction force came from the Five Poison Cauldron.

Suck the black-armored spider in.

"Buzz!"

The poison cauldron vibrated, the sound of insects gnawing echoed in the cauldron, and ancient and eerie talismans circulated.

One, three, nine, twelve.
Twelve magical prohibitions lit up in the Five Poison Cauldron: the golden toad worshipped the moon, the black spider wove its web, and the frost centipede exhaled.
Fang Yi held the Five Poison Cauldron in his hand and slowly put it away.

“Nourished by the five poisonous beasts.

The twelve prohibitions of the Five Poison Cauldron are complete, and the only thing left to upgrade to a magic weapon is to survive the thunder tribulation.
Everything is ready, we just need Zhong He and my disciples to settle the Wei family's affairs."

The next day.

The secret realm of Hanling is vast and boundless.

On top of an ice peak, there is a vast expanse of white. The cold wind blows up thousands of snowdrifts, and the chill is biting.

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword emitted a cold light.

With a clanging sound of sword, the magic sword fell, and a second-level medium-grade cold-scale snake covered with scales was severely injured.

"Roar!"

The smelly snake blood kept flowing out of the wound.

Zhong He wore a Chaotian crown on his head, and his robe rustled in the cold wind.

Behind him was Wei Yushu, holding a jade ruler and looking alert.

"Zheng!"

The sharp and terrifying sword intent shot out from the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, locking the cold-scaled snake tightly.

"puff!"

The golden sword light flashed and cut off the snake's head.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

The golden sword light continued to move forward, splitting into three. As Wei Yushu's eyes turned red with anger, the Wei family cultivator slashed at him.

Five-colored spiritual light flows on the ice peak.

The cultivators of the Wei family attacked with all their might, manipulating flying swords, precious beads, jade rulers and various magical instruments, and smashing them down towards the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of gold and jade clashing echoed, whether it was a flying sword, a jade ruler, or a precious pearl.

Under the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword controlled by Zhong He, nothing could stop it from exploding and turning into a useless weapon.

"Zheng!"

A sword sounded, and the cold light of the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword flickered and turned into three golden threads that rolled up.

"what!!"

Screams rang out one after another, blood splattered everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, all the Qi-cultivating cultivators of the Wei family were dead.

The smell of blood wafted into Wei Yushu's nose, and his face was dazed and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Zhong He! Why is this happening?"

Zhong's expression was calm: "My fellow apprentices, it's your turn to take action."

Three foundation-building energies rose from the mountains.

Qin Yu was wearing a green wooden robe, and behind him, the vitality of grass and trees gathered, and the green lotus flag of clear water swayed.

He bowed gently.

"Qin Yu, a disciple of Master Fang Yi, the foundation-building master of Xuanyang Mountain, has come to ask for advice from fellow Daoist!"

"boom!"

The hot blood was boiling, Huo Zhao was holding a trident in his hand and wearing bronze armor.

"Huo Zhao, a disciple of Qingzhi Tower in Xuanyang Mountain, greets Fellow Daoist Wei."

Fan Dacheng's face was solemn, his body was flowing, and he held a mountain hammer in his hand.

"Qingzhi Tower Fan Dacheng, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

"It's you!!"

Wei Yushu smiled bitterly, and then his magical power surged around him.

“Zhong He, you are a great cultivator at the ninth level of foundation building, and you have the seeds of Dan in your sect.

Are you actually willing to be a lackey of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building?"

"Noisy!"

Zhong He held the magic sword and looked at Qin Yu and the other two.

"Fellow Daoists, please go all out. I'll take care of this Wei Yushu. He won't be able to cause any trouble."

"boom!"

Seeing this, Huo Zhao's blood boiled. He took a step forward and chopped down with the three-pointed knife in his hand.

Seeing this, Fan Dacheng also raised the mountain hammer and attacked Wei Yushu.

"Using me as a whetstone?"

Wei Yushu knew that he was doomed and almost went crazy, and then his blood and essence were burning.

Foundation 4, Foundation 5, Foundation 6
In the blink of an eye, his cultivation had already reached the sixth level of foundation building.

"If old ghost Zhong He doesn't take action, you three will want to kill me, aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth!"

The jade ruler shone with cold light and steam rose up.

"Snapped!"

The jade ruler fell, easily pushing away the three-pointed knife and mountain hammer, and then continued to move forward, landing on Huo Zhao.

"puff!"

Even with the protection of a top-grade magical armor, Huo Zhao still spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Junior Brother Huo!"

Qin Yu's expression changed.

(End of this chapter)