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

Chapter 412 Blood Fiend (for Subscription)
"what happened?"

Fang Xi had just fled a hundred miles away when suddenly she raised her eyebrows and looked in a certain direction behind her.

After he broke through the heart demon tribulation, his spiritual consciousness had a surge.

Now not only is everything within a radius of a hundred miles vivid, but even the situation within a hundred or two hundred miles can be roughly sensed.

At this moment, he felt a terrifying wave of aura coming from a certain direction.

"A battle between Nascent Soul monsters?"

"It's not just a fight, it's so violent, it's hundreds of miles away... It's just desperate!"

"Shouldn't you be here to look for me? I can't afford to provoke you... slip away."

With this in mind, Fang Xi immediately removed the disguise of 'Master Qingyang', restored the appearance of 'Yun Jiezi', and her evasion speed skyrocketed, fleeing the scene at Nascent Soul-level evasion speed.

……

Lingfeng Zhenjun's cave residence.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, so dark it seemed to be bottomless.

And in the middle of the air, the cyan wind blades were densely packed, forming a shape of a falcon, with complex lines flickering on the wings.

From Ling Falcon's belly, came out an extremely vicious voice: "Seven kills old devil..."

"Friend Lingfeng...why aren't you on your way yet?"

The Demon Lord of the Seven Kills wore a dark golden black robe with nine golden dragons swimming on it. He was dressed like an emperor in a secular dynasty. His face was also simple and square. Only one pair of eyes emitted a magical light, giving people a sense of evil. .

He is a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and his magic power is extremely powerful. When he threw his hand at this time, a yellow bead flew into the air, and a series of ant-sized talismans emerged in it, faintly forming a certain talisman, emitting a dim yellow light.

hum!
As soon as the bead came out, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, as if even the breeze had completely disappeared.

"Fixed Wind Bead?!"

True Monarch Lingfeng let out a scream, and the falcon composed of huge wind blades was illuminated by the yellow light, and the wind blades were constantly disappearing...

At this moment, a bloody light appeared!
From a distance, the blood light looks like a huge crescent moon, passing across the falcon with lightning speed, and the dark red blood energy on it seems to have a strong filthy energy, splitting the falcon in two in an instant .

In the flickering light, an old man with a blood-red long knife emerged, looking at Zhenjun Lingfeng and sneering: "Lingfeng... my old friend is here to send you on your way!"

"Crimson Blood Boss!"

The falcon dissipated, and a huge wound appeared on the chest of Zhenjun Lingfeng, and blood continued to ooze out.

With a pale face, he said, "Is there another one? Come out too..."

A khaki light emerged, and one of them, the unremarkable Nascent Soul, was holding a khaki bowl in his hand, forming a faint encirclement with the other two.

"Okay, okay, okay... Seven kill old devils, red blood old monsters, ancient monsters... Green Leaf Chamber of Commerce, Red Blood Cult, Seven Evil Hall!"

True Monarch Lingfeng stared at the Demon Lord Seven Killers: "Your Excellency has such a powerful technique of possession, even the old man has never seen the clue."

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for your praise... I just planted a demon seed in the hearts of the noble disciples with the technique of splitting the demonic thoughts..."

The Demon King of Seven Kills smiled and said: "When this person's demon seed has not yet exploded, he will indeed regard himself as a disciple of Hunyuanzong. Only when he comes into contact with the breath of a fellow Taoist, will the demon seed fully attack and take over everything from this person." , if not so... how do you find fellow daoists?"

This kind of differentiation of demon species is equivalent to a special kind of mind-soul idea, not a split soul.

Therefore, even if he blew himself up by using the secret method, the Seven Killers would have no regrets.

"Forget it..."

True Monarch Lingfeng's eyes flickered: "I would like to swear the oath of the Great Dao and give up the Yuan Kingdom to fellow Taoists..."

"This proposal is really good. If it was before the war, I might be tempted a little bit... Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist Red Blood disagrees with such a proposal, and insists on putting Fellow Daoist to death."

The Demon Lord Seven Killed sneered a few times, his eyes glowed with magic light, and suddenly he clasped his hands together, chanting a few incantations quickly from his mouth.

A layer of blood cloud instantly swelled, enveloping the surrounding area for several miles.

Zhenjun Lingfeng's face was as gloomy as water, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and a blue feather fan appeared in his hand, which was his natal spirit treasure.

He used a secret technique to suppress the injury, barely gathered mana, poured it into the spiritual fan, and slammed it towards the blood cloud.

The cyan aura suddenly flourished!
A cyan beam of light emerged, submerged into the blood cloud, but disappeared quickly.

Seeing this, Master Lingfeng couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

But at this moment, two beams of brilliance suddenly rushed over, one from the left and the other from the right. It was the red-blooded old monster and the ancient monster, fighting with True Monarch Lingfeng in the cloud of blood.

Rumble!
No matter how earth-shattering the internal fighting methods were, this layer of blood cloud was extremely tenacious, and it could roll a few times at most without being broken through.

finally……

boom!
The Seven Killers showed an expression of great interest, and with a loud bang, the blood cloud was broken by a cyan beam of light, and countless cyan illusory feathers fell all over the sky.

The light shines!
A cyan Nascent Soul, whose appearance is exactly the same as Lingfeng Zhenjun, is holding a shrunken cyan feather fan, which is fleeting.

When it reappeared, it was hundreds of feet away.

It is the Nascent Soul of True Monarch Lingfeng!
This person seemed to have exploded his body, and was finally able to escape the siege of the two comrades. At this moment, he did not hesitate to use the teleportation technique one after another to escape the danger!

With its speed, it doesn't take long to teleport tens of miles away, completely leaving the battlefield.

"Fellow Daoist has a decisive mind, Qi Kill admires him!"

Seeing this, the Demon Lord Seven Kills sighed quietly, showing no sign of nervousness.

True Monarch Lingfeng didn't listen at all, and after a few teleports, he came several miles away.

Just when he was about to use his secret technique at all costs to escape from the battlefield, he suddenly froze, and a look of panic appeared on his small face.

hum!
On the top of his head, at some point, a small blood-colored palace has appeared, with circles of blood light emitting from outside, covering the little Nascent Soul in it.

A streak of crimson light pierced down like flying needles, piercing into the Nascent Soul, causing Lingfeng Zhenjun's mana to collapse, and he could no longer blew himself up.

Gradually... His expression also became confused.

"receive!"

Seeing this, the Demon King of Seven Kills showed a tinge of satisfaction on his face, and entered the small blood-colored palace one after another with formulas.

Chi Chi!

The blood-colored needles pierced Nascent Soul's body one by one, causing Lingfeng Zhenjun to faint completely.

Seeing this, the Demon King of Seven Kills took out a jet black jade bottle, uncorked the bottle, and recited a few more incantations.

A suction force emerged from this jade bottle, and True Monarch Lingfeng's Nascent Soul was swallowed into it.

Snapped!
The Seven Killing Demon Lord slowly covered the bottle with his palm, and pasted another talisman on it.

With a circle of runes flickering, the bottle mouth was completely sealed, and a smile appeared.

"did not expect……"

The red-blooded old monster held a long knife and looked at the blood-colored palace in the hands of the Demon King of the Seven Killers, with a look of incomparable fear on his face: "For the sake of the True Lord of Spirit Wind, the Demon Lord even took the inheritance of the Spiritual Treasure of the Palace of Seven Shalls—" The Blood Demon Palace' was also brought out. This spirit treasure has been cultivated by the elders of the Seven Demon Palace for several generations. It is infinitely powerful and has a void attribute. It can actually restrict the teleportation of the Nascent Soul. Don't you just destroy the Nascent Soul and destroy Lingfeng's body and spirit?"

"Fellow Red Blood Daoist, don't worry, the reason why I keep this Nascent Soul is that I want to take it back to study and try to search for the soul."

Seven Killing Demon Lord smiled.

"I'm waiting to hold Yuanshouying. The Yuanshen baby is extremely strong, and it is extremely difficult to be searched for the soul... It is incredible that a fellow Taoist can do it."

A khaki-yellow light flashed, and the ancient monster also appeared with a bowl in his hand, sighing with emotion.

"There are naturally many mysteries in this temple's magic skills. If the ancient Taoists are willing to join this hall, I can teach you everything! I don't know how to be friendly..."

The Seven Killing Demon Lord looked at the old monster and extended an invitation.

"Thank you for the kindness of the palace master, but I have an agreement with the first generation leader of the Green Leaf Chamber of Commerce, and I don't want to break my promise and get fat..."

The old monster sighed: "And... the old man has practiced the 'Dry Soil Jue' for many years, and he has long felt that his potential has been exhausted and it is difficult to make further progress. Even if he learns more magic skills and secret arts, the old man cannot break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Prolonging life... the end is coming, isn't it a handful of loess?"

For Nascent Soul monks, it is actually more difficult to extend their lifespan.

Many low-level life-prolonging pills and secret techniques have no effect on them.

The red-blooded monster heard this, but he smiled and didn't say anything.

He was promoted to Yuanying not long ago, and he has no worries about longevity.

"Since you don't want to, then forget it... but the two of you, would you like to make another move with me?"

The Seven Killing Demon Lord suddenly invited.

"Shoot, who to deal with?"

The red-blooded old monster rolled his eyes, but the ancient monster was reluctant, but dared not refuse.

"It's the 'Master Qingyang' who just traded with me. Although his disguise is very good, he can't hide the smell of 'resentful souls' on his body. If it wasn't for something important at that time, I really want to keep that person directly."

Seven Killing Demon Lord said lightly.

"That person is also a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

The old monster was taken aback.

"It's just a mere Nascent Soul stage..."

The Seven Killing Demon Lord replied calmly: "With the 'Blood Evil Temple' here, you don't have to worry about this person's Nascent Soul coming out of his body and running away, and trouble you later..."

"I heard that the Daoist companion of the Seven Killing Demon Monarchs when he was young was exterminated by an orthodox monk, and has been moody ever since. He especially hates the generation who kills the disciples of the Demon Sect at will. It seems to be true..."

The ancient monster thought to himself, but he still didn't want to take over this matter.

At this moment, the Demon King of Seven Kills suddenly changed his face, and said with a smile: "This seat sent back a video of the 'footless bird' responsible for monitoring this person, take a look!"

He patted the spirit beast bag, and a white bone bird flew out.

This bone bird is white and has no feet, and you can see the emerald green will-o'-the-wisp burning inside.

"It is said that this kind of magical spirit beast is not born, but needs to be sacrificed the day after tomorrow. The footless birds are born as a pair, and they can communicate with each other..."

The red-blooded old monster looked at the footless bird with a hint of envy on his face.

"Wow!!"

The footless bird opened its white bone beak and spewed out an image of will-o'-the-wisps. It was the scene where Fang Xi abandoned the disguise of 'Master Qingyang' and turned into a 'Yunjiezi' and fled away!
"Yun Jiezi! It's this person?!"

The ancient monster was the first to exclaim.

(End of this chapter)