Chapter 266: Kill them all
In front of the desert island, Fang Qingyuan faced more than a dozen monks alone. However, in terms of momentum, Fang Qingyuan's side was stronger.
"Soul Palace, please forgive me for my ignorance. I have never heard of it. Fellow Daoist Xiao is so aggressive. It seems that he is very confident in his own strength. We respect the strong ones in the outer sea. If you can make us worship, then naturally I will obey you, otherwise, you will never leave here today."
The person who said this was one of the two foundation-building monks from the other side. He looked about forty years old and had a waist. There is also a gourd in the middle.
The other foundation-building monk is younger, but his face is gloomy and a little ghostly.
Most of the monks who can settle on this desert island are not good people. Although they are not pirates, when they encounter the empty island, they will sometimes play a role as a robber monk.
Fang Qingyuan glanced at everyone. The powerful power of the soul formed a substantial sense of oppression. Affected by this, only the two foundation-building monks on the opposite side dared to look at him. The rest of the Qi-refining monks, They all lowered their heads, not daring to face each other head on.
"What you said makes sense. Come on together, I'm in a hurry."
Fang Qingyuan said this proudly. In order to maintain the fictitious persona of the elder of the Soul Palace, he decided to Use the full power of soul-removing magic.
Since he has practiced Soul Dao magic, over the years, he has never made an honest and full-out move against the enemy. Now in this land outside the sea, he no longer has to worry about anything.
Hearing Fang Qingyuan’s tone, the two foundation-building monks opposite did not get angry, but their expressions became more solemn.
People like Fang Qingyuan who suddenly come to call for help are either madmen or really powerful, and a foundation-building monk is obviously not a madman.
The two looked at each other, each understanding what the other was thinking, and wanted to strike hard from the beginning.
"I'm offended."
The middle-aged foundation-building monk reminded him, then reached out to untie the gourd at his waist. He pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and in an instant, countless fire crows emerged from the gourd. Flying out, they surrounded Fang Qingyuan.
When the sky was full of fire crows attacking, the young monk with a gentle face recited the mantra, then closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body trembled. In an instant, a dark wind blew by, and a man The shadow in court clothes separated from his body.
Three Thousand Fire Crows Technique to Sacrifice Gods and Impeach Ghosts
Looking at the methods used by the two foundation-building monks across from each other, Fang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, they were hanging out in the open sea, and they all had something in their hands. A few brushes.
The Three Thousand Fire Crows Technique is a fire-moving Taoist technique that is more powerful than the Jiuyao-level magic. A fire gourd contains the essence of three thousand fire crows. Each one is comparable to Qi training. The monks, including some elite-level leaders, once released, would cover the sky and the sun and become invincible.
This gourd cannot be put into a storage bag. It requires the monk's mana to keep it warm at all times. Each fire crow in the gourd requires a hundred crow souls to be refined. At present,These fire crows have consumed countless innocent crow lives.
Three thousand fire crows attacked, and the huge momentum they created covered up the ghost-killing technique used by the feminine monk.
Sacrifice to gods and impeach ghosts is a very dangerous side secret technique. Those who practice this technique need to sacrifice part of their own flesh and blood to the ghosts and gods summoned, so as to gain the opportunity to sign a contract with the ghosts and gods.
Ghosts and gods parasitize on monks and rely on practitioners to worship them. Their strength is one level higher than that of practitioners.
Fang Qingyuan sensed that the ghost emitted by this person obviously had the strength of the middle stage of foundation building.
Fire crows and ghost shadows, one bright and one dark, cooperate tacitly. Although they are only the means used by two monks in the early stage of foundation building, they are almost the same as those in the middle stage of foundation building in Baishan Mountain in southern Xinjiang. , and even beyond.
But these two methods, in front of Fang Qingyuan, can only be said to be out of the ordinary.
Not to mention Fang Qingyuan’s soul that surpasses the monks in the late stage of foundation building, the Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Spell that he is currently practicing also has a very great restraint effect on the situation in front of him.
When the three thousand fire crows broke through Fang Qingyuan, Fang Qingyuan snorted coldly and said
"It's a small trick, let's see how I can break it."
Before he finished speaking, there was a dull sound of chains being stretched around Fang Qingyuan. This sound was like muffled thunder, resounding in the hearts of all the monks present.
Lines of pitch-black chains, dyed with jumping black flames, suddenly stretched out from Fang Qingyuan’s back, like a peacock spreading its wings, spreading instantly, and rushed out a hundred feet away in an instant.
Thousands of black flame chains as thick as fingers, like spiritual snakes, swooped towards the incoming fire crow.
The fire crow is originally a soul body, and it is obviously no match for this soul-destroying chain that is designed to defeat souls. When the chain is swept away, except for some relatively large fire crows, the rest of the fire crow's body escapes. above, all penetrated by black flame chains.
Seeing this scene, many of the monks who were watching were all shocked. Three thousand fire crows had magical powers, but their leader was the guarantee of this place. Sometimes they were not left behind when faced with late-stage foundation-building monks, but now It was broken with just one move.
Compared with the shock of the Qi Refining subordinates, the middle-aged monks who used the Fire Crow Technique had the most accurate feelings.
Three thousand fire crows were connected to his mind. Each fire crow was penetrated by a black flame chain, and he felt as if someone had stabbed him.
Especially when the black flames ignited on the chains began to burn the fire crow, the pain he felt was amplified more than ten times.
Suddenly, the man's face turned pale as paper. He directed the remaining fire crows not to dare to move forward. They could only stay far away from Fang Qingyuan and kept flying to avoid the sweep of the chains.
Three Thousand Fire Crow Techniques, but they were severely damaged just after they were used, which made this person's heart well up with the fear of the other party Qingyuan.
This person is absolutely invincible. The Black Flame Chain is really too strong, and judging from its performance, it doesn’t look like it’s difficult at all.Obviously this is not his limit.
Fang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and did not focus on the fire crows. The three thousand fire crows were now considered useless.
What he focused on was the ghostly shadow of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment released by the feminine monk.
In this world, ghosts are rare, and every ghost is very troublesome, and this one seems to be the same now.
But in the face of Fang Qingyuan's Soul Dao practice, things like ghosts will naturally be restrained.
A phantom appeared behind Fang Qingyuan, which was the shadow escape magical power of the foundation-building ghost, and then a ghost claw stretched towards Fang Qingyuan's throat.
The ghost claws have a cold luster, and they have condensed into real objects. The ghosts transform between reality and reality, and ordinary monks are very passive when dealing with them.
But the next moment, as the sound of the Void Chain being pulled away sharply increased, a black flame chain as thick as an arm rushed towards the ghost claw.
Order, Soul Binding
Fang Qingyuan’s mind turned, and all kinds of soul-binding methods flowed in his heart. He drove the black flame chain, and with just one turn, he passed through it in an instant. Passed through the ghost body and locked the core of this ghost.
The chain reached his body and the ghost claws fell apart. Only then did Fang Qingyuan see the face of this ghost clearly.
The middle-aged monk in Confucian robes has his hair disheveled and has never been crowned. Even if he becomes a ghost and loses his mind, he does not look evil.
After being held by the black flame chain, the ghost became quiet and no longer reacted no matter how much the feminine monk drove it.
Fang Qingyuan’s current Soul Dao cultivation is even stronger than that of a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. When dealing with a ghost in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he is still able to capture it easily, but he can’t hold the ghost shadow. At that moment, Fang Qingyuan felt a little regretful.
The Confucian-robed ghost is simply a slap in the face of Dazhou Academy. If it is discovered by Dazhou Academy, it will definitely result in death.
Therefore, Fang Qingyuan's eyes turned cold, and he pointed suddenly at the feminine monk who had given up in the distance. In the next moment, the feminine ghost monk's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he lost his breath. None fell to the sea below.
A God-killing thorn cost Fang Qingyuan ten years of innate vitality and instantly killed the ghost cultivator in the early stages of foundation building from a thousand feet away.
After killing the attendant of the ghost, the ghost instinctively fell into a rage, but Fang Qingyuan just shook the chain, and the ghost in Confucian robe calmed down.
Fang Qingyuan took out a second-level soul-nurturing tree and took the ghost into it. During this period, the ghost did not dare to resist.
Fang Qingyuan then quickly flew in front of the group of monks, black flame chains flying all over the sky, killing the group of bewildered Qi Refining monks in front of him.
The foundation-building monk who used the Three Thousand Fire Crow Technique saw something bad. He didn't understand why the man in front of him suddenly went on a killing spree, but it didn't stop him from running away.
The remaining fire crows quickly turned around and surrounded him, and the man turned into a stream of fire.The light flew quickly towards the distance.
As for the remaining Qi Refining companions, in this person's heart, they are all dead.
But just as the man flew several miles away, sensing that Fang Qingyuan had not caught up, he was secretly glad that a strange black and white bear was waiting for him in front with its head tilted.
Then the black and white spiritual beast roared at him and then rushed towards him quickly.
After a long time, Fang Qingyuan looked at the many corpses scattered in the sea, and said gently to the only surviving Qi Refining monk
"I kill people and always leave one alive. You are leaving." After I go, I want to inform everyone of my name. Do you understand?"
The surviving Qi Refining monk had a look of fear on his face. He nodded quickly, fearing that if he nodded too late, he would be attacked by the demon in front of him. Killed with a slap on the head.
Seeing the monk in front of him being so frightened by him, Fang Qingyuan shook his head.
I wanted to recruit some subordinates, but something unexpected happened. In order to avoid being implicated, I had no choice but to kill people and silence them to avoid contamination on myself.
Confucians have never believed in ghosts and gods. It would be great fun if they knew that their companions were refined into ghosts for others to control.
Although the outer sea is lawless, it is because Dazhou Academy is too lazy to interfere. If it takes it seriously, the previous Demon Sect will serve as a warning.
At this time, Fang Qingyuan waved his hand to let the Qi Refining monk in front of him leave as he sensed that the foundation-building monk who was running away was rushing towards Jin Baoti.
After the lucky guy ran away, Jinbao flew to Fang Qingyuan's side and presented the foundation-building monk in his palm like a treasure.
Looking at the unconscious middle-aged monk whose limbs were broken, Fang Qingyuan sighed, stretched out his hand and touched the man's forehead to send him away.
Taking off the fire gourd that the man was holding tightly, Fang Qingyuan buried the man, together with the corpses of the monks who had died before, into the Immortal Mansion.
In less than ten days, the bodies of these monks will be absorbed by the black soil of the Immortal Palace and turned into nutrients for the Immortal Palace.
Looking at the piled storage bags and various magic weapon trophies, Fang Qingyuan sighed, it was really not my intention to kill you.
Jinbao was stunned at the side, feeling that his master seemed a little abnormal. Why was he still sighing after killing the other party?
After taking the gold treasure into the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan took out the sea map, found another place, and quickly flew away after finding the location.
There was nothing wrong with the original plan, it was just a deviation in the execution, but it didn’t matter. There were the most casual cultivators like this in the outer sea, and according to my current strength, as long as I was not a Golden Core cultivator, there would be no obstacles. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft, free to find books and add books, you can join the qq group 952868558