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

Chapter 480: Magical Weapon! Magical Weapon! Ambush the Red Skeleton (Two-in-One)

Fang Yi wore a white bone crown on his head and a dark green robe on his body. The banner of withering and flourishing in the world of ruins in his hand shone with precious light, revealing the meaning of life and death, withering and flourishing, and the rotation of the four seasons.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves and a gray spiritual light shot out.

The runes in the Nether Earth Formation were jumping, constantly drawing power from the Yin Veins in Xiaoyuan Ridge. The gray haze covered the sky and completely obscured Xiaoyuan Ridge.

Fang Yi felt it slightly.

Before overcoming the treasure catastrophe, he had already instructed that Xiaoyuanling be closed for thirty-six days.

There is also a Nether Earth Formation that extracts Yin energy, evolves into fog, and seals off the inside and outside of Xiaoyuan Ridge. Even if the cultivators have some guesses about the matter of refining magic weapons, it is difficult to know what the outcome will be.

"That's right, some of the monks who are in the way are seeking their own death..."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, his blood surged like a tide, his body glowed with golden light, and then wisps of corpse qi wrapped around it, adding a touch of disguise.

"go with!"

Fang Yi grabbed with his five fingers, and a claw shadow appeared, pinching towards a corner of the ancient forest outside Xiaoyuanling.

A gray light rushed out from the lush ancient forest, followed closely by a gray claw shadow.

"No! Old monster Yin Gu, I am a disciple of Li Chenzi from Fengling Immortal City!
You act without any scruples, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by Master Li Chenzi?

Yin bone, don't make a mistake! "

Yang An's face was distorted and he was extremely terrified.

Xiaoyuanling closed the dark market, and he was only here to investigate on the orders of Li Chenzi, the real person from Lifenglingxian City.

I never thought that I would encounter a life-and-death crisis.

"Damn it! This Xiaoyuanling has noticed my spying in the past, why did this old monster change his temperament today? "

Seeing the claw shadow getting closer, Yang An's magic power surged and he raised a brown treasure map.

The power of Wu Earth on the treasure map gathered and turned into layers of light curtains, protecting it tightly.

He was chosen by Master Li Chenzi and occupied Changlefang left by Master Chunyue of the Hehuan Sect.

He has a solid foundation and is among the best in his class.

Yang An secretly became ruthless in his heart, and continuously poured the magic power of the sixth level of foundation building into the treasure map.

'With the protection of this Wu Earth Treasure Map, even a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building would find it difficult to break through the defense.

Yin Gu, I am no match for you, but if you dare to attack me, I will definitely ask Li Chenzi to teach you a lesson!

Yang An's eyes were gloomy, but he acted decisively. The spells in his hands kept changing, and he coughed out a stream of blood.

The gray escape light was tinged with a hint of blood.

With the help of the blood escape technique, the light escape technique has improved a bit again.

But the refining of the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner is Fang Yi's biggest secret, how could he allow others to peek into it?

His mind moved, and a gray claw shadow fell, and a dark green light flashed by.

Secret Technique: Small Soul-Tearing Hand

"Tear it!"

In a flash, the claw shadows with distinct joints and shrouded in yin energy tore the Wu Earth Treasure Map apart.

"How is that possible! The Wu Earth Treasure Map is the most top-notch treasure among the top-grade magical instruments.

With the blessing of my magic power and blood, the defensive ability is not weaker than that of a top-grade magic weapon when it is fully activated.

Even for a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, it would be difficult to break it easily!"

Looking at the treasure map that was torn apart easily, Yang An's face was filled with shock and anger.

As he thought about the information he had collected in the past, deep fear appeared in his eyes.

"Yin Gu, your cultivation has recovered!"

"Senior, please spare my life!"

Fang Yi's expression was indifferent.

He had long been extremely fed up with Yang An, a cultivator who was relying on the power of others to bully others and taking advantage of the protection of the fake Dan Zhenren to constantly plot against Xiao Yuanling.

The gray claw shadow seemed to be clenching slowly but was actually clenching quickly.

"what!!!!"

A tragic roar came from Yang An, whose neck veins were bulging and his face was twisted in pain.

But soon the sound died down.

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula, and a gray chain flew out from the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner, binding Yang An, who was only breathing his last breath.

"Crash!"

The gray chains tightened, sealing Yang An's soul, five senses, and Dantian magic power, and dragged him into the Kuruo Small Cave.

"Li Hun and Xiao Qi, it's time to clean up."

Fang Yi glanced at the cultivator from Xiaoyuanling who was shielded by the Nether Earth Formation and knew nothing about the outside world.

A gray spiritual cloud holds it up.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged and activated the [Plum Blossom Divination].

Qijie and Lihun are both Fang Yi's servants and they have a close relationship.

After a brief calculation, two shadows flashed by in Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

In a mountain stream to the east of Xiaoyuanling.

It took Fang Yi only a few breaths to defeat Yang An and capture him alive.

"There's something strange about this Yin Bone! Yang An is holding the Wu Earth Treasure Map. Even a great cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage wouldn't be able to defeat him so easily.
Now, just one strike is enough."

A look of fear appeared on Old Third Chu's face, and he wrapped the top-grade magical weapon, the air-concealing gauze, tighter around him.

He then looked at the photo-taking bead in his hand, a hint of greed in his eyes.

As a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, he has lived in Wulong Mountain for a long time.

Now I just want to take a peek to find out why Xiaoyuanling suddenly closed the dark market.

I never thought I would get such a reward!
"Hey, Xiaoyuanling has been growing more and more prosperous in recent years thanks to that second-level poison master.

With this photo bead, the bigwigs in Fengling Fairy City will surely be willing to pay a high price for it."

Chu Laosan murmured in his heart.

The cultivators at the fourth level of foundation building have taken root in Wulong Mountain. He is well aware of the dirty concerns of these powerful Jindan forces.

The White Bone Sect was naturally willing to plant a stake in the territory of Fengling Fairy City and collect spiritual objects.

The Jiuqu Zhenren lineage of Fengling Fairy City was unwilling, but they were inferior to others.

Many major sects, such as Xuanyang Mountain, Bishui Pavilion, and Baigu Sect, all have a tacit understanding.

The lineage of True Man Jiuqu chose to suppress the expansion of Xiaoyuanling as much as possible within the rules.

If Xiao Yuanling gets this photo-recording bead, he will definitely have to pay a heavy price.

Chu Lao San used all his strength to activate the Qi-hiding gauze, hiding his Qi by another third.

He pondered in his mind.

“After offering this photo bead, maybe I can get rid of my status as a robbery cultivator, or at least exchange it for a top-grade magic weapon.

If I’m lucky, I might be able to obtain a sacred land and establish my Chu family.”

A large yellow jade hand surrounded by the spiritual power of Wu Earth emerged, and nine black rock nails surrounded it with a faint cold glow.

The Seven Rings underground are covered with a treasure map of mountains and rivers.

He took a look at this hidden aura and saw Chu Lao San, whose face sometimes showed fear and sometimes had a smile on his face.

It looked odd.

"Humph?"

Demonic power surged, and the nine rock nails turned into a residual shadow. The large topaz hand with distinct joints clenched tightly.

"Pfft!"

The rock nail pierced through his dantian, and blood splattered everywhere.

Chu Lao San, who was burly and had a face full of flesh, was squeezed into a pool of flesh paste.

"Hum!"

The silver-white little beast activated its demonic power, and the ground within a radius of more than ten feet sank silently into the ground.

Qijie looked at the torn apart monk with disdain.

Immediately he exhaled a breath of gray, bone-scraping wind.

Bone-chilling wind blowing.
Soul-sucking magic green phantom phosphorus sparks.
Blood coagulation technique, gathering the blood and energy of the monks.
After a while, Chu San's flesh and blood soul had turned into a first-grade top-grade bone bead, a second-grade low-grade soul-condensing liquid, a quasi-second-grade blood jade, and several magical spiritual materials.
On the other side of Xiaoyuanling, in the ancient forest filled with miasma.

The evil spirit came.

Its eyes were blood red, surrounded by gloomy aura, and exhaled ghostly energy.

The ferocious ghost claws were holding two cultivators in the early stage of foundation building who had already turned into mummies.

"Gulu!"

The evil spirit licked its scarlet tongue and looked at the shivering soul in the mummy with greed in its eyes.

As a ghost comparable to an eighth-level foundation-building cultivator, two second-level souls are also of great benefit to him.

But thinking about Fang Yi's order.

"Zi Liu!"

The air was filled with ghostly aura. A ghost licked the soul, tasted it slightly, and then the evil spirit turned into a gray light and left.

Half an hour later.

Looking at the bone beads, soul-condensing liquid, and blood jade in front of him.
And the evil spirit with a look of reluctance on its face, holding two mummies tightly in its claws, begging for food from itself like a puppy.

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand to put away the many spiritual objects.

"This fierce soul has been nourished by the Soul Nourishing Pond of the second-level spiritual land, and its spiritual intelligence has become increasingly higher."

"唳~唳~"

When Li Hun saw that the food in his hand was taken away by his master, his scarlet eyes widened and he cried out twice in grievance.

Seeing this, Fang Yi looked helpless.

“It’s not that I don’t want to give my soul to you, but this foundation-building cultivator’s soul has too many impurities.

If you take too much, it will affect the purity of your soul and body, and it will be difficult to reach the realm in the future! "

"Wow!"

Li Hun turned his head and snorted coldly.

Looking at Li Hun, whose intelligence was like that of a seven or eight-year-old child, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

Immediately, with a flick of his fingertips, a thumb-sized soul-nourishing bead flew into Li Hun's hand.

"Wow!"

Li Hun showed joy on his face and let out an excited cry.

He held the soul bead tightly, and his scarlet tongue kept licking the soul bead, with an obsessed smile on his face.

Seeing this, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

Although this evil spirit has been refined into a soul puppet, it still retains the nature of a ghost. If it wants to advance to the third-level ghost king.

It is necessary to open up the spiritual intelligence and condense the soul pill.

Now that he is being nourished by the Soul-Nourishing Pond, his spiritual intelligence is gradually increasing, which is a good thing.

"The next step is to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net."

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula, invisible waves were emitted from his hands, and his spiritual consciousness surged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a few breaths, invisible and transparent waves spread out and echoed throughout the entire Xiaoyuanling area.

Secret method of spiritual consciousness: Xiaosou Tianzhen method.

Feeling that there was no cultivator's aura in the reverberating waves, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

He practiced the [Scripture of Life and Death] and was good at finding traces and observing qi, combining it with the secret method of Xiaosou Tianzhen passed down by the Guifu Shengong Pavilion.

Even a Jindan Zhenren would find it difficult to conceal his Qi.

"call!"

Exhaling a breath of foul air, Fang Yi said softly, gently polishing the Ruin Realm Withered Flourishing Banner in his hand.

"After sixty years of refining and nourishing my blood and essence, I have finally reached this point."

"Crash!"

The blue-gray withering and flourishing magical power circulates, constantly nourishing the ancient treasure banner.

In just a few breaths, a blue-gray treasure ban had evolved, continuously drawing spiritual energy and nourishing the magic weapon.

"Boom!"

Dark clouds gathered together, and wisps of lightning flashed.

"The magic weapon takes shape, stirring up the spiritual energy tide, evolving into a treasure calamity, at most a number of one and nine..."

Fang Yi's face was calm as he raised the Five Poison Cauldron which was surrounded by purple, white, green and gold spiritual light.

The Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner had already been upgraded to a magical weapon, and it only broke through now because of insufficient preparations before.

"Boom!"

Amidst the lush green vitality, the banners of the withered and flourishing world float up and down, swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy, and overflowing with precious light.

"Crack!"

The wind was howling and golden lightning was striking down.

Fang Yi did not drive the Five Poison Cauldron to eliminate the thunder tribulation, and the Ruins Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner was still colliding with the golden lightning.

"Boom!"

Golden lightning bolts fell one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the Ruin Realm's Withering Banner had already suffered eight thunder tribulations.

Looking at the black impurities that were constantly being extracted from the treasure banner, Fang Yi nodded slightly.

"Returning to the original state, this calamity is a disaster, but also an opportunity."

"disease!"

[The Sutra of Life and Death] is in operation, and the power of growth and decay changes.

The bright green light gathered behind Fang Yi, and the spiritual light flowed and collided, turning into the shadow of a vast, ancient, and lush green cypress tree.

The four seasons rotate one after another, and the energy of growth and decline changes, hanging from the big cypress tree to the withering and flourishing banners in the ruins world.

"The cycle of life and death, the law of withering and flourishing, the Sutra of Life and Death withering and flourishing is extremely mysterious.

It seems that the Five Poison Cauldron and Nether Earth Formation are of no use.” Fang Yi chuckled.

The banner of withering prosperity in the ruins world surged into the sky with great momentum.

The ancient spirit banner fell into the calamity cloud, constantly absorbing the power of thunder and cleansing itself.
Ten days later.

The gray and misty earth array dissipated, and a ray of sunlight penetrated into Xiaoyuan Ridge.

Fang Yi held the treasure banner in his hand with a delighted look on his face. With two magic weapons in his hands, any ordinary fake elixir cultivator was no match for him.

His hoarse and low voice echoed in the dark market.

"Disciples of the White Bone Sect, listen up! From now on, the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market will reopen."

Everyone saluted in unison, with great fanfare.

"Your Majesty's decree!"

Sanhai, Heihun and many other White Bone Sect monks were curious about what Fang Yi had accomplished with the help of the Yin Meridians in the market.

But due to the accumulated power, no one dared to ask.

After one month

In the White Bone Building.

Fang Yi's face was haggard and his cloudy eyes were rolling.

A dark gem the size of a longan was suspended in the air, emitting a lingering medicinal fragrance.

His body was so thin that only his bony fingertips remained. With a flick, the orb flew into the arms of the purple-robed monk.

"Zhong He, this is your Five Poisons Transformation Pearl. Now we are even."

Zhong He frowned slightly and looked at Fang Yi with fear. His face was withered and his aura was like a deep ancient pool.

He waved his hand to take off the medicinal beads, and with the flow of magic power, a second-order low-grade earth-armored elephant, frozen in ice and covered in frost and snow, flew out from the spiritual pet bag on his waist.

"Buzz!"

The wisps of medicinal gas in the Five Poisons Cold Pearl were forced out and wrapped around the Earth Armor Elephant.

In just a few breaths, the coldness of Dijiaxiang Mountain had dissipated.

“A good quasi-third-level elixir!”

Zhong He nodded in satisfaction. Although this old monster was deep-minded, it was rare that he did not deceive him.

He pondered for a moment.

Zhong He opened his mouth tentatively.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Gu, would you be willing to stop Chi Hai for me?
Just stop Master Chi Hai for a month and prevent him from entering the Hanling Secret Realm.
After the matter is accomplished, Zhong will definitely reward you handsomely! Even the Nine Cold Master in the sect can mediate for Fellow Daoist Yin Gu and resolve the hidden injury."

"Heh, it's none of your business to meddle with the little brat from Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yi's cloudy gaze fell, hinting at something.

"Hongzhuang from the Hehuan Sect, Bailu from the Bishui Pavilion, and the descendant of the Jiuqu Old Ghost.
Also, the young Chi Hai from my sect has already taken the Five Poisons Cold Pearl away, so please don't waste your time on me.
If you don't hurry up, it's still unknown who will get the chance to form a pill in the Hanling Secret Realm."

"You! You, old monster, did you do this on purpose?"

Zhong He's expression changed slightly when he thought about the time he had received the voice transmission.

Immediately, the magic power was swallowed and turned into a golden sword light, which flew away at lightning speed.

"Hey, a chance to achieve Dan."

Seeing this, Fang Yi smiled mysteriously and took out a jade talisman from his sleeve.

The jade talisman inhaled and exhaled Yin Qi, transforming into a sinister white bone skull, and rushed out of Xiaoyuanling.

Three days later.

Three hundred miles outside Xiaoyuanling.

Master Chi Hai wore a red robe and took the Five Poisons Cold Pearl into his arms.

He muttered to himself.

'This old fellow does have some skills, but I don't know how his practice of the [White Bone Corpse Transformation Technique] is going.

The old monster Yin Gu was plotting to extend his lifespan by using the [White Bone Corpse Transformation Method] before his lifespan was exhausted.

Looking at Fang Yi, who had a haggard face and was about to die.

A trace of greed emerged in Master Chi Hai's heart.

'If I can condense the true elixir, I will definitely refine this old thing into a white bone demon god.

A fake corpse that has practiced the [White Bone Corpse Transformation Method] is still a top-grade spiritual object even if its cultivation level has dropped.

"Ok?"

A decayed aura emerged from the Five Poisons Transformed into Cold Pearl, and Master Chi Hai looked dazed.

"wrong!
There's something wrong with this Five Poisons Cold Pearl!"

But it was too late.

Yellow sand was flying, fog was swirling, and a small gray formation space gradually took shape.

"Yin Gu! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Master Chi Hai had a fierce look on his face, his sleeves fluttered, and two spiritual lights shot out, transforming into hideous-looking white-bone demons.

'Two second-grade, top-grade white-bone demons?

Let's try again to see what this Chi Hai has up his sleeve.'

Fang Yi raised the Ten Directions Umbrella, and strands of black and white spiritual light hung from the brim of the umbrella, transforming into layers of light curtains.

The Hanling Secret Realm is dangerous, and no one knows what trump cards each sect has for their Dan seeds.

Even though Fang Yi's body training had reached the quasi-third level, he still acted with caution.

In this case, it is best to have a reasonable identity and form alliances.

For Fang Yi, who holds the Yin Bone Corpse Puppet and has a deep understanding of the White Bone Sect.

Master Chi Hai is the best disguise.

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the dark green runes of the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword flowed, and the cold light flickered as it chopped down towards the Bone Demon God.

"Zheng!"

"Crack!"

The sound of bones cracking was heard, and fine lines appeared on the skeleton of the demon god.

"This old monster, who secretly filmed a fight with Zhong He before, really has something to hide!"

Master Chi Hai frowned slightly, then exhaled a breath of his own vital energy.

With the nourishment of his own vital energy, the fine lines and cuts on the Bone Demon's body quickly recovered.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The dark blue blade light flickered, the huge bone hand struck, and the sound of gold and jade clashing echoed in the air.

Master Chi Hai has red hair draped over his shoulders and is tall.

Seeing the Bone Demon God entangled with the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword, he waved his sleeves and summoned his own magical weapon, a gem surrounded by Yin fire.

He held the Yin Fire Pearl in his hand, and locked onto Fang Yi with his unbridled spiritual sense.

“Yin Gu, your life is almost over, yet you dare to be so arrogant.

Once I kill you, it will be a great opportunity to occupy the Xiaoyuanling Dark Market."

Master Chi Hai pointed his finger, and the Yin Fire Pearl slowly turned, surrounded by a sinister aura and dotted with phosphorescent lights.

"Buzz!"

The gem vibrated, and Yin Fire Qi swirled around it, falling towards Fang Yi.

The Ten Directions Umbrella rotated, and the black and white ripples collided with the dark green fire.

Fang Yi's expression was calm as he silently sensed the energy of the Yin Fire Pearl.

'The ultimate magical weapon with twelve forbidden laws, let's see what the background of this red skeleton is.
The Jindan seed of the ninth level of foundation building came to the Hanling Secret Realm again to compete with many Jindan forces for the opportunity to form a Jindan.

Absolutely impossible, only this is the background.
There must be another trump card!

Fang Yi's mind moved, and the precious light of the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner converged, like a top-grade magical weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

A ghostly shadow and a sinister aura swirled around it, swaying behind it.

"disease!"

Fang Yi's fingertips changed the magic formula.

In the small cave of Kuruo, there was a sinister face and a sinister bone, laughing strangely.

Immediately, a large, skinny hand covered with corpse spots emerged from the banner, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

"Is this the corpse I fought last time? I haven't seen it in a few years, but it seems its cultivation has improved!"

Feeling the energy of the Yin Bone, Chi Hai's face became serious, and then his mind moved.

"Forget it, it seems that this Yin Bone is practicing the [White Bone Corpse Transformation Method] to prolong his life, and he is targeting me, a fellow disciple with the same Qi and meridians.

They want to use me as blood."

Master Chi Hai's mind moved.

Strange runes appeared on a skeleton demon god and turned into a red chain.

The chains crisscrossed and evolved into a large net covered with bone spurs, entangled with the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Another red bone demon emitted a pale spiritual light, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and blasted towards the corpse hand.

"boom!"

The grayish-white corpse energy collides with the red fire energy.

There was a brief stalemate between the two, and the corpse qi surged, suppressing the red fire qi.

"Boom!"

A tiny crack appeared on the Bone Demon's fist.

"Ok!"

Fang Yi mobilized his qi and blood, his face turned pale, and his qi dropped a little.

He had a crazy look on his face, and his greedy eyes licked Master Chi Hai.

“Jie Jie Jie!

Junior-Martial Brother Chi Hai, what's wrong with you and I becoming one?

Hongzhuang of Hehuan Sect, Bailu of Bishui Pavilion, and the disciples of Jiuqu Sect, none of them are ordinary people.

Not to mention Zhong He from Xuanyang Mountain, whose sword energy was unstoppable and whose fighting power was astonishing.
Chi Hai, how confident are you in seizing the opportunity to achieve Dan?"

Fang Yi's expression became increasingly insane, as if he was truly practicing the [White Bone Corpse Transformation Technique].

"Instead of this, why not become one with me and take a step closer together?"

"As expected, the sect's records are correct. Only a few people have ever achieved success in practicing the [White Bone Corpse Transmutation Method]. "

Chi Hai's face was filled with anxiety and his greed grew stronger.

"This old monster's cultivation has declined and his life span is almost over. Even if he attacks with all his strength, how much combat power can he maintain?
His condition is not good. When his magic power is greatly depleted, he will refine this Yin bone into a white bone demon puppet.

I might be able to fight Zhong He!"

Thinking of the white bone demon puppet recorded in the sect and its terrifying power, Master Chi Hai's heart was burning with anger.

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly when he saw this.

'Fish in a jar!'

His clothes fluttered, and as he pointed his fingertips, his big, skinny hand covered with corpse spots, surrounded by yin energy, and his five fingers clasped together.

"boom"

Half an hour later.

Looking at Fang Yi whose energy was falling, Master Chi Hai coughed up a mouthful of blood.

A hint of joy emerged in my heart.

"Quick! Quick!"

An hour later.

Blood was oozing from the corners of Fang Yi's mouth, his face was pale, and his cultivation seemed to have dropped again.

The Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was gradually suppressed by the bone chains.

The swaying banners of the Ruins Realm's withering prosperity gradually dried up the Yin energy. The Yin corpse's giant hand was put at a disadvantage by the White Bone Demon.

"By chance, this old monster Yin Gu was practicing a secret method. The corpse qi entered his brain and he lost his mind."

The joy on Master Chi Hai's face became more and more intense.

Two hours later.

Seeing Fang Yi's energy plummet, the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Sword was suppressed by the white bone chains, and the green Yin fire was burning on the Ten Directions Umbrella.

But Master Chi Hai vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"How can this old ghost still have such a high level of cultivation after going through such a great battle?"

Feeling the magic power in his Dantian Qi Sea gradually drying up, Master Chi Hai's face turned grim.

A bone talisman appeared in his hand.

Looking at the trump card in his hand, Master Chi Hai felt a trace of heartache.

He also only has two quasi-third-level, blood-refined bone talismans.
"Buzz!"

The bone talisman glowed with pale light and turned into a sharp, sinister ghost bone thorn.

"disease!"

Bone spurs shot out towards Fang Yi's head, and a gleam of light flashed in Master Chi Hai's eyes.

"Even if the head of this Yin Bone is destroyed, the remaining spirit bones can be used to refine it into a second-level peak demon puppet.
It’s a big price to pay, but.”

"boom!"

Fang Yi clasped his five fingers together, used his palm as a knife, and chopped down with one palm.

"How can it be!!"

Seeing the ghost bone thorn that he regarded as his trump card being chopped off, Chi Hai's face changed drastically.

He almost groaned.

"Old man, your cultivation has never declined!!!"

(End of this chapter)