Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 323 Spoils of War, Xuantian Demon Body
The Red Demon Puppet squeezed Jing Yanfeng's hand with one hand, stepped on him on the ground, and with a sudden force, with a "chi" sound like breaking dry wood, he forcibly tore off Jing Yanfeng's right shoulder.

Not only that, because the Red Demon Puppet used one hand to grab the arm of Xuantian Ancient Demon, and kicked one foot fiercely on Jing Yanfeng's body, pulling it off with great force, not only the arm was torn off, but Jing Yanfeng was greatly The blood and flesh on the pedals were bloody, and the whole person sank into the ground.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, Zhao Xiuxuan casually pointed a point five feet away, and several sword qi precisely landed on Jing Yanfeng's head, unceremoniously smashing the whole head into pieces.

Jing Yanfeng's frightened expression will always become fragmented.

"call out!"

A ball of divine blue light flew out from some piece of meat, and fled to the east at high speed.

But how could Zhao Xiuxuan let him go.

I saw the Red Demon Puppet trembling, and a dark blue chain flew out from its burly and huge body, bound Jing Yanfeng's soul villain, and pulled him closer with a few strokes, if it wasn't for Zhao Xiuxuan, I would have something to ask him , I am afraid that he has been chopped into pieces with a single knife.

"hey-hey"

Looking at the terrified Jing Yanfeng, Zhao Xiuxuan just sneered a few words, then ignored him, and turned to look at the arm of the ancient demon Xuantian who was caught by the red demon puppet.

Looking closely at this arm, except for the strange appearance of having six fingers, nothing else can be seen to be the arm of an ancient monster like Xuantian Ancient Demon.

It's just the same size as a human being, being held in the hands of the nearly five-foot-high Red Demon Puppet, it's as ridiculous as holding a straw rope.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't think that the figure of Xuantian Ancient Demon would be worse than that of Red Demon Puppet.

This arm is so small, the difference can be seen when compared with the arm in the Fallen Demon Sea.

Perhaps it has been sealed for so many years, and the originally powerful magic energy in this arm has almost been consumed.

To be honest, it was somewhat unexpected that this arm was carried so quietly in the hands of the Red Demon Puppet.

Zhao Xiuxuan has long been prepared to use means to suppress this arm, since "it" is so sensible, it saves effort.

However, there is still much to be done.

The blue light in Zhao Xiuxuan's eyes danced, and he could faintly see the black and gray devilish energy churning in his arm. Just taking a look at it seemed to make people flustered.

Zhao Xiuxuan suppressed the agitation in his heart, his eyes were full of green light, and quickly and carefully checked the strange hand, then he closed his eyes suddenly and dared not look further.

In just a short period of twenty or so breaths, at this moment, he was already soaked through.

The Xuantian ancient demon bred the chaotic devil energy, and the body devil energy he cultivated innately and acquired naturally also carried one ten-thousandth of the power of the chaotic devil energy.

Even if it is one ten thousandth, there is such an astonishing momentum, even Zhao Xiuxuan may not be able to know what kind of state the real chaotic devil energy is.

After a few breaths, Zhao Xiuxuan came to his senses and opened his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xiuxuan calmed down, then his hands fluttered up and down like butterflies wearing flowers, and countless spiritual energy hit the Xuantian ancient demon's severed hand.

As the spiritual energy precisely fell on each position of the severed hand, the devilish energy in the severed hand was gradually separated by the spiritual energy. In this way, the originally active devilish energy began to die down and subside gradually.

At this moment, Zhao Xiuxuan let out a sigh of relief, knowing that the method he came up with on the spur of the moment was really effective.

In this way, it is equivalent to adding a layer of insurance to the severed hand of Xuantian Ancient Demon.

However, this is certainly not enough, Zhao Xiuxuan did not intend to stop here, but there is no better way for the time being.

In addition, it might be better for the Red Demon Puppet to hold the arm. After all, the Red Demon Puppet is still a fourth-order puppet. An arm that has been sealed for an unknown number of years may not be an opponent.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuxuan patted the scarlet demon puppet's red golden feet like a bigfoot fairy, and the red demon puppet's ghostly face with low eyebrows seemed to look down at Zhao Xiuxuan intelligently, and then held it with one arm, Clamp the entire Xuantian ancient demon's strange hand in his hand.

In this way, Zhao Xiuxuan tried to put the Red Demon Puppet and his arm into a separate storage bag, and it succeeded.

Zhao Xiuxuan beckoned, and the storage bag with gold pattern on the gray background flew into his palm. After examining it carefully, he saw that both were quietly suspended in the gray space, so he smiled and withdrew from his mind.

In this way, the simple sealing method of Xuantian Ancient Demon's arm is completed.

Zhao Xiuxuan rubbed his chin, thought for a moment on the spot, until he couldn't think of a better way, he simply stopped thinking about it, turned around and made a move on his sleeve, and took pictures of the ancient treasures and storage bags dropped by Jing Yanfeng. Started.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of Jing Yanfeng, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Zhao Xiuxuan smiled indifferently, then picked up a few ancient treasures and looked at them.

【Tianji Jade】Cracked a small crack under the blow of the Red Demon Puppet. It seems that it has no effect. It must be repaired or sold.

Not to mention whether someone can be found to repair it, but the materials needed for repair may not exist in this world, so the chances should be very small.

Zhao Xiuxuan shook his head regretfully, put it in the storage bag, and prepared to make plans in the future.

As for the [Red Hun Halberd] and [Turning Stone Seal], they were intact, Zhao Xiuxuan simply held them in his hands for a while, and then put them in the storage bag.

Looking through Jing Yanfeng's two storage bags, besides a pile of spirit stones, medicine pills and jade slips, there are indeed five or six magic weapons lying quietly in the storage bags.

Among these magic weapons, there are four magic weapons that should be his own. They are the small shield magic weapon that has been shot, a flying sword with golden light, a cyan bead, and a jasper-patterned animal bracelet.

After all, Jing Yanfeng is a Tier [-] Artifact Refiner with a lot of money, so the ranks of these magic weapons are not low.

The small shield and the flying sword magic weapon are both high-grade magic weapons, the cyan beads are middle-grade magic weapons, and the jasper-patterned animal bracelet is actually a top-grade magic weapon.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to obtain top-grade magic weapons, and the easiest places to get them are the auctions held in large-scale cultivation cities. However, such auctions are extremely demanding of financial resources, and ordinary monks cannot buy top-quality magic weapons that cost 20 to [-] spirit stones.

Apart from magic treasures, Zhao Xiuxuan was also very interested in the jade slips, so he randomly picked two pieces to look at, and they were actually some records about the ancient practice world that Jing Yanfeng said, but Zhao Xiuxuan didn't plan to take a closer look now.

Because this place is close to the Demon Falling Sea, Zhao Xiuxuan still has lingering fears about the big hand that covers the sky of the Xuantian ancient demon. If there is not something else, he would have run away long ago.

Taking a hasty look at Harvest, Zhao Xiuxuan immediately put these aside, and turned to look at Jing Yanfeng's spirited villain.

Jing Yanfeng's soul villain is only the size of a fist, and his body is like a baby, but his head is similar to Jing Yanfeng's.

It looks extremely funny.

Moreover, the aura enveloping the spirit villain is not very strong. This situation shows that he has been injured on the spirit before, otherwise it will be more than that.

"Little friend Zhao Zhao"

After seeing Zhao Xiuxuan leaving him aside for a long time, he finally looked at him, the expression on Jing Yanfeng's face could not tell whether it was bitterness or hatred.

He knew that at this moment, he had no chance of surviving at all, and at this moment, he had completely lost his temper for falling into Zhao Xiuxuan's hands.

"Hey, friend Jing Dao"

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't talk nonsense, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said straight to the point:

"At this point, I think Fellow Daoist has resigned himself to his fate. However, Fellow Daoist, don't put all your eggs in one basket and blow yourself up. Once I find out that you have such thoughts, I will take you into the Ten Thousand You Banner and receive ghostly needles every day." Thorns, make you want to live but can't die, and finally refine you into a ghost, so that you can't be reincarnated as a human. I need to know a few things next, if you cooperate well, I can promise to give you a good time , let you reincarnate as soon as possible"

"you!"

Hearing Zhao Xiuxuan's threat, Jing Yanfeng, who had already thought it was indifferent, suddenly changed his expression.

However, seeing Zhao Xiuxuan's cold eyes, he felt a little creepy.

Death is not terrible, but after being tortured day and night, and finally being unable to reincarnate, that is the greatest torture for a monk.

"The old man has come to this point, and he has no other ideas. I hope Xiaoyou Zhao will keep his promise. If you have any questions, just ask, and the old man will tell you everything."

Jing Yanfeng's eyes flickered for a moment, but finally he sighed and his tone softened.

"Okay, that's fine"

Zhao Xiuxuan grinned, and continued:

"However, you may have misunderstood me. I don't like to ask questions, but I just need fellow daoists to relax their minds and souls. I'll search for them. Of course, it's useless if fellow daoists want to resist. At most, I won't get what I want Forget it, if fellow daoists really do this, they will suffer in the future.”

Looking at Zhao Xiuxuan's unquestionable tone, Jing Yanfeng couldn't help but tremble.

For the soul-searching method, for the soul-searching cultivator, the pain is worse than life.

However, up to now, Jing Yanfeng has no other choice.

Of course, Zhao Xiuxuan didn't give him a chance to choose, he directly grasped the blue soul light, and then lowered his head slightly, a large amount of soul power from the brow penetrated into the body of Jing Yanfeng's soul villain.

"what!!!"

Jing Yanfeng's spirit villain began to twitch violently and scream.

Since Zhao Xiuxuan regularly searched for the most recent memory fragments in the soul, he easily found some things he wanted to know.

After the time for a cup of tea, Jing Yanfeng's spirit villain was already extremely weak, and in a short period of time, he more than doubled in size, his face was already dull, and the side effects of the soul search technique were not small.

Zhao Xiuxuan took a long breath, and immediately pinched with his hands decisively, snuffing out what was left of Jing Yanfeng's soul in this world.

So far, Jing Yanfeng has completely ceased to exist.

Zhao Xiuxuan did this just as a matter of convenience, and to him, Jing Yanfeng's life and death are no longer important.

"As expected, ever since Jing Yanfeng learned from the ancient books that the arm of the ancient demon Xuantian was sealed in the brass pagoda, greed grew in his heart. He recruited Qiu Manzi to kill other people, and then killed Qiu Manzi. Use the same source of magic energy on the Great Prison Demon Bell to break the seal, and get the severed arm of Xuantian Ancient Demon.

It was indeed a coincidence to get the Great Prison Clock, and it was also the introduction to Jing Yanfeng's final death. If there was no Great Prison Clock, the few of them would not be able to break the seal of Broken Arm.

And this person actually wants to use the broken arm of the ancient Xuantian demon to refine the body of the Xuantian demon. This is a supreme body-refining magic art. As long as the cultivation is successful, the blood is invincible, and the recovery ability is also abnormal enough. However, the conditions for cultivation are relatively It is harsh, and can only be cultivated with the help of the ancient Xuantian Demon's arm."

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuxuan quickly flipped through the pile of jade slips, and was overjoyed.

"Xuantian demon body! It actually exists!"

Zhao Xiuxuan was stunned while holding a piece of jade slip. He never expected such magical skills to fall into his own hands.

However, after taking a closer look, Zhao Xiuxuan was a little frustrated.

"Cultivation has many after-effects, and you need to major in magic skills. It's impossible to retrain Sangong."

Cultivating the body of the Xuantian demon needs to absorb the same source of magic energy from the ancient Xuantian demon into the body. If it is not a person who cultivates the magic energy and accumulates the magic energy, he will not be able to withstand the pure magic energy in the body of the ancient Xuantian demon. big damage.

This is also what Jing Yanfeng arranged for Zhao Xiuxuan on the Great Prison Demon Clock. As long as Zhao Xiuxuan didn't pay attention to activating the Great Prison Demon Bell, he would be infiltrated by the devilish energy.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiuxuan has already found out about this backhand through soul searching, and he can carefully strip out the devilish energy later.

"Hey, as for this Xuantian demon body, it seems that I am not suitable, or cultivate someone in the clan?"

Zhao Xiuxuan took up the idea of ​​his own clansmen. Although cultivating demon kung fu can easily become the enemy of monks, as long as they don't do harm to mortals, no one will take the initiative to provoke demon cultivators and ghost cultivators.

For example, the old man Qingwei, although he did not know how many people he killed while refining the Wanyou Banner, except when he finally died, he wanted to use the spirit of the Jindan cultivator to refine the ghost king, and the rest of the time he went to neighboring countries to harm .

Coupled with its own strength, the monks of Yan Kingdom turned a blind eye to this.

"If you really want to find a clansman to cultivate the Xuantian Demon Body, you may have to try your luck to see if there is a suitable person. This kind of person must be cruel but not poisonous, and must be absolutely controlled by yourself, otherwise It’s really bad to hand over such a powerful demon body to other people.”

Zhao Xiuxuan thought for a while, and resentfully put the cultivation method of Xuantian Demon Body into the storage bag for safekeeping.

"Okay, let's pack up the spoils for the Hui, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Zhao Xiuxuan's escape light landed on the corpse of the demonic whale that had lost all breath, because Zhao Xiuxuan's indiscriminate bombardment basically came towards the demonic whale, so there was a blood hole on the left and the right one on the corpse.

"The blood of this monster also contains some diluted magic energy of the Xuantian ancient demon. It is most suitable as a combustion aid for low-level monks to cultivate the Xuantian demon's body. Jing Yanfeng wants to use this method to quickly kill himself. The body is refined into a body suitable for receiving the arm of the ancient Xuantian demon, otherwise it will be a matter of time before it is swallowed by the demonic energy."

It's just that Jing Yanfeng didn't have much time, so he could only set up formations to refine on the spot, but Zhao Xiuxuan was not in a hurry.

He took out five palm-sized jade bottles from the storage bag.

And put one of the jade bottles on the dorsal fin of the demon whale.

Afterwards, Zhao Xiuxuan played a few spells in his hands, and threw his spiritual energy into the jade bottle, and saw bursts of light yellow light emitting from the jade bottle.

Slowly, the blood flowing out of the Demon Whale was sucked into the small jade bottle by the brilliance.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

After a full hour, the five small jade bottles with space inside were all filled, and the blood of the Demon Whale was still pouring out continuously.

Although Zhao Xiuxuan felt a little regretful, he had no choice but to give up.

While the little jade bottle was filled with blood, Zhao Xiuxuan had already "disemboweled" the Demon Whale. Not only did he find a one-foot-sized demon core, he also found a lot of top-quality materials.

The most commendable thing is two or three pieces of [Ling Saliva] in different sizes, totaling forty to fifty catties.

This item is extremely rare, and the value of one catty is enough to reach [-] to [-] spirit stones. So much [Spiritual Saliva] is really a windfall.

Even if this is ignored, the rest of the best materials are estimated to have a hundred thousand spirit stones.

After everything was "cleared up", Zhao Xiuxuan glanced at the peaceful Fallen Demon Sea in the distance, his scalp became cold, and then he didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly urged Dunguang to leave.

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