Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 200 Asking for help (asking for a guaranteed monthly pass at the beginning of the month!)
"Where is Ruan Dan?"

Facing the witch, Fang Xi only asked one question.

Seeing Ye Sanren's slightly changed expression, he already knew everything.

Amidst the sneer, the Qinghe sword turned into a stream of light, and the blue-colored sword energy whistling with dots of golden light passed through Situ's Qingqing white neck like lightning and flint.

how...

Not a single bit of blood flowed out.

What appeared here was a phantom that could be mistaken for the real one!
"Fang Daoyou... between us, there is no need for a life-and-death enmity... On the contrary, my Situ family is developing in Mu Country, and we can exchange news in the future."

Situ Qingqing's phantom continued.

"Hehe... Do you want to collude with the Demon Dao?"

Fang Xi dismissed it.

"What is justice and what is evil? Even in Xuantianzong, there may not be no inheritance of magic skills... Even people's hearts are even more sinister. Knowing that my Situ family can't challenge Xuantianzong's status even if they get the secret realm of Ziyou Mountain, but Deliberately giving excuses, let the Song family destroy my family... and then let my family consume the Song family... people's hearts are treacherous, and they have been played to the extreme..."

"The demonic cultivator is just cultivating the demonic energy, the heart of the orthodox cultivator may not be cleaner than the demonic cultivator..."

"Qingqing's words are all here, Fang Daoyou take care..."

After Situ Qingqing finished speaking, the phantom immediately dispersed.

And Fang Xi looked at Ye Sanren's leaving back, the light in his eyes flickered.

In the end, he still sighed and took the Qinghe sword away.

Even if he played all his cards, at most he could only keep Ye Sanren, and Situ Qingqing didn't know where to go.

At that time, it is not good to expose too much of your cards.

Unexpectedly, when we saw each other again that year, this woman also established a foundation.

……

Lingkong Island.

Ye Sanren's disguised 'Zhongtian County' launched an attack, directly killed Yan Wuxie, the ancestor of the Yan family, and took the opportunity to destroy the second-order formation.

Then he plundered and went away in a majestic manner, no one dared to stop him!
In the dark night, the flames soared into the sky.

"kill!"

"Rush into Yan's house, there are plenty of spirit stones!"

A group of robber cultivators with their faces covered were driving magic weapons and attacking the Yan Family cultivators.

In the square market not far away, it was also full of flames, and there were a large number of robbers haunting.

Casual cultivators are the foundation of the world of cultivating immortals, and they are also the most bottomless group of people.

When order does not exist, all casual cultivators may turn into catastrophic cultivators!
What Ye Sanren did tonight undoubtedly broke the original calm and stable order of Lingkong Island!

The casual cultivators saw that the masters of those big shops were killed by "Zhong Tianjun". Immediately after the chaos in the market, they could no longer bear the greed in their hearts. They fight each other like wild beasts...

After looting Fangshi, they naturally set their sights on the Yan family's mansion.

After all, this is the Foundation Establishment family with a lot of heritage!
Maybe, there are still foundation-building spirits!
The Yan family was also unlucky, they had just moved a few years ago, and hadn't built a complete defense system, and the biggest reliance—the second-order formation was demolished by Zhongtian County.

"Break into the Yan family, the Yan family has Ji Zhu Dan!"

Hearing Jie Xiu's chaotic shouting outside, Yan Hongxiu was almost on the verge of crying.

'I'm talking about my family's troubles, and there's a ghost who built Jidan!Even if there was, it would have been robbed by Zhong Tianjun long ago! '

Thinking of the Zhong Family's Foundation Establishment, Yan Hongxiu's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

Who could have imagined that the ancestor grandly invited the distinguished guests in the family, would turn his face and kill people?

Moreover, Longyu Zhong's family and Yan's family have no grievances in the past and have no enmity in the present. It is really hard to understand. Is it really just to grab resources?
After the Foundation Establishment family declines, will the Foundation Establishment cultivators also be reduced to Tribulation Cultivators?
Yan Hongxiu's heart was broken when he saw the dead grandfather's body for the first time.

But the cruel reality did not allow her to collapse for too long.

Because not long after, the group of robbery cultivators came to kill them like locusts!

Yan Hongxiu's tears have been shed dry, and now he can only bleed!

"kill!"

"My relatives and family members are behind me, kill this group of Jiexiu!"

The light of a large number of magical instruments flickered in mid-air, and countless figures interlaced.

Some monks fell down and turned into corpses, and some monks grabbed enough goods and retreated directly.

"Anyone who offends my words will die!"

Amid the loud shouts, Yan Hongxiu saw his uncle Thirteen roar angrily.

Originally gentle and gentle, he only likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but blood dripped from his body, he was as ferocious as a Shura, he used secret techniques to improve his strength, and died together with two late-stage qi refining masters.

"Kill, kill the thief!"

And Sanbo, the family elder with a usually serious face, took out a second-order talisman, turned it into a flaming golden knife, and flew past the necks of the boss of a group of robbers.

"Ah... the boss is dead..."

"Kill him and avenge the boss!"

The rest of Jiexiu rushed forward, and several magic weapons passed through Sanbo's body.

……

Wait until the morning light is faint and the sky is gradually getting brighter.

Yan Hongxiu's body was already stained red with blood, and he was holding a fishing net magic weapon full of spikes in his hand. The mesh was full of traces of various pieces of meat and blood.

"Finally...retired."

Her voice was dry and she looked around.

There are less than ten monks left in the Yan family, and they retreated to the last secret passage of the Yan family. Inside the secret passage, there are more than a dozen trembling children-these are all children with spiritual roots of the Yan family, and they are also the children of the future. hope!

"Wuuuuu... dead, all dead!"

A young man looked at the Yan family's mansion that had turned into purgatory, and suddenly wept uncontrollably: "Uncle Eight, Uncle Thirteen, and Cousin Fu, Cousin Wenjian...Sister Ling...are all dead..."

Yan Hongxiu wiped the blood off his face, he couldn't cry for a long time, his face was full of ruthlessness: "All of this is the crime of Zhong Tianjun, from today onwards, my Yan family and Longyu Zhong's family are incompatible!"

"Well, we must go to the previous sect to report!"

The monks next to him were filled with righteous indignation, their eyes were red.

"But...but what should we do?"

A young man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old was full of panic: "Without our ancestors, how could we occupy this Lingkong Island? Those robbery repairs are just for floating money... But after today, I don't know how many forces will be eyeing me The Lingkong Island of the Yan family... thinking about slaughtering my Yan family, so as to occupy this second-order spiritual vein!"

"If I had known this, I might as well have stayed in Xiaohan Mountain..."

Some clansmen were full of frustration, and even their hearts were ashamed, murmuring like walking dead.

"The family has already sold the Xiaohanshan Spirit Vein...and can't go back." Yan Hongxiu's rigid head began to work: "We can't give up Lingkong Island, if we give up Lingkong Island again, there is really nowhere to go Everyone has become a homeless casual cultivator, and they have to spend a lot of spiritual stones just to rent the spiritual land, so how can they improve their cultivation and seek revenge from the enemy?"

"Shangzong... our clan doesn't even have a foundation builder... I'm afraid I won't be in the eyes of the Shangzong."

One of the most senior Yan family elders in the room was full of bitterness: "This is not a good thing... The most urgent thing is to ask the three seniors of Ruan Island Master for help... The old man went to Maple Leaf Island, Hongyan went to Golden Turtle Island, Hongxiu , you go to Longyu Island, remember, go back quickly!"

"Dragon Fish Island?"

Yan Hongxiu couldn't help but gritted his teeth secretly, thinking of the young monk who rode a green-horned fish dragon and threatened his grandfather to give up his foundation.

She originally regarded the other party as an enemy, and thought that one day she could return the humiliation.

Unexpectedly, now I want to beg for mercy from this arch enemy.

"Don't worry, Uncle Seven, I will definitely invite that lord here to uphold justice."

Yan Hongxiu gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Well, now is my Yan family's life and death, you have to remember, for the sake of the family, you don't regret your life!"

The gray-haired Seventh Uncle urged Yin Yin, that old appearance was deeply imprinted in Yan Hongxiu's heart.

……

Arowana Island.

Evergreen Pavilion.

Fang Xi secretly returned to the cave, and immediately went to retreat to refine the formation flag and disk of the 'Earth Shaking Formation'.

He has gained a lot from going out this time. Song Qing's storage ring has a lot of spiritual materials, and it is more than enough to refine two or three sets of 'Earth Shaking Formation'.

Not only that, but I also found a few precious third-tier ores in the storage ring. As long as there is a second-tier top-rank refiner, maybe I can try to create a flying escape spirit weapon with the "Zongdi Jinguangbaowen" as the main body !
"That's not right... I'm going to plant trees next, I can't run away at all, and it's useless to fly the spirit weapon..."

Playing with a freshly refined khaki flag in her hand, Fang Xi thought deeply: "And my level of refining weapons is really bad, so it's better to observe Danya's symbols every day... and then take advantage of this long-term retreat to practice Opportunity, comprehend Chen Ping's talisman inheritance, and improve his talisman skills to at least the second-level high-grade..."

Danya's talisman talent is much better than Fang Xi's, and because she spared no expense on materials, she made rapid progress, which made Fang Xi very envious.

At this moment, he took out the prohibition token of 'Yimu God Thunder Formation', sighed, and walked out of the door of the refining room.

A sound transmission talisman, like a headless fly, was swaying in the air, and Fang Xi grabbed it in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's the Yan family's business... It seems that the refining process will be delayed."

Fang Xi sighed with emotion and left the gate.

"Young Master..." Xia Houying, who was already familiar with Fang Xi, immediately stepped forward: "Ling Kong Island was attacked by robbery repairs, the ancestor of the Yan family died, and the Yan family suffered heavy casualties. Yan Hongxiu was sent to see the young master and ask the young master to uphold justice. ..."

"Well, I see, let's take him to the living room."

Fang Xi nodded lightly, but there was some strange feeling in her heart.

"If Ye Sanren didn't do anything, then maybe I will do it... At that time, if Yan Hongxiu comes to beg me again, it will be quite interesting..."

Fortunately, he is a decent person, so he quickly restrained his bad taste and came to the living room.

"Meet Senior Fang!"

Yan Hongxiu was wandering left and right. When he saw Fang Xi coming in, he immediately knelt down and saluted, with a tear in his voice: "I beg you, senior, to be the master of my great-grandfather..."

"Sigh...Although I have only met Taoist Yan once, I have already regarded him as a bosom friend. Don't worry, I will help you with this favor."

With a sigh of emotion, Fang Xi raised Yan Hongxiu with her own hands, and said softly.

(End of this chapter)