The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 282

"Sir, if we think of other ways, you are taking some risks."

The earnest voice of Dongtian Spirit rang in Feng Qing'an's ears, but Feng Qing'an ignored it. He wanted to see what kind of monsters and ghosts dared to take Nan Ge's idea and offend him. head?

"Do you think a group of evil monks who work with ghosts can hurt me?"

Feng Qing'an sneered, if it was the Taoist Xuanzong, or the Mahayana Buddhist Temple, who had their eyes on Nange, then he would go straight to Donghuang without thinking twice.

However, those who were eyeing Nan Ge were a group of heretics who enslaved ghosts and used them to fight. He knew what kind of activities such monks would do when they appeared in the chaotic state of Qi.

That being the case, there is nothing to be afraid of, no matter what the opponent's cultivation level is, in his eyes, they are all chickens and dogs. How much better God is.

"Even so, master, you don't need to put that mark on yourself. Standing here now, you will definitely be targeted by them."

"Just to my liking."

Hearing such words, Feng Qing'an not only showed no sorrow on his face, but showed a smile on the contrary, but in his eyes, there was a murderous intent that had been suppressed for a long time, and it would burst out when he found an opportunity .

"master……"

"To shut up."

But Feng Qing'an didn't have the patience to continue listening, stretched out his hand to wipe it lightly, and the exit of the cave that appeared beside him disappeared into nothingness, along with the chattering noise of the spirit of the cave.

At this moment, Feng Qing'an seemed to be alone, without any beast masters by his side, but to him as the master of the heavenly beasts, it didn't matter whether the beast masters were by his side or not.

The existence of the soul contract allows him to disregard the spatial distance and borrow power. This is a subtlety that even Donghuang has marveled at. From a weak and predictable person to a ferocious and terrifying monster.

Feng Qing'an, who came out of the cave, appeared at the place where he beheaded an evil water king, on the bank of a river.

Looking at the rushing waves in front of him, it seems that there is still a hint of blood lingering in Jiangwan, but Feng Qing'an is looking at the distant sky with faint gray clouds passing by.

Just like what the spirit of the cave said, when he walked out of the cave, he was quickly locked with the imprint, and the throbbing feeling that gradually became stronger in the dark was telling him that there was Something that could pose a threat to him is approaching him.

boom!
In the direction Feng Qingan was looking at, a blue-black mysterious light was like a sharp sword, tearing apart the clouds floating in the sky in an instant, splitting them into two, and a cone-shaped hole was spreading, and then quickly moved towards the two sides. It spread sideways, pushing away the clouds, leaving the long sky empty.

"North and South!"

A shout full of excitement sounded and echoed over Jiangliu, but soon, the voice changed, full of anger, and contained a violent and murderous intent that was about to burst out.

"Who are you? Where is North and South?"

"..."

Feng Qing'an glanced at the tall armored ghost in front of him, expressionless and indifferent, just glanced at the noisy guy, then looked at the nothingness behind him.

"Bastard!"

The yin spirit girl who has been thinking about it, the foundation of enlightenment, has become a handsome boy in white with handsome features, masculine outside, and beautiful inside, and he is still a human race. This is too different from what he imagined, and the young master of the Yinhun sect can hardly accept it. .

The Young Sovereign, who had already used his physical supernatural powers and turned into a ghost, had a more violent and manic temperament than when he was a human being. How could he bear it if he was so despised by a young man of the human race.

With a roar and roar, the originally tall body of only Zhang Xu swelled suddenly, and soon turned into a giant of five Zhang, a burly and strong monster body, like a tower, looking down and comparing with it, Feng Qing seemed even smaller Ann, the horror is overwhelming, and the air is heavy enough to suffocate.

"I want to see what you are!?"

The demon, who was still swelling in size, was like a ghost nest at this moment, dozens of evil spirits swarmed out from his body, entwined on the ghost claws he protruded towards Feng Qing'an.

This monster who can no longer tell whether it is a human, a ghost, or some other monster, even in the state of madness, still retains a certain amount of reason. In his eyes, the existence of Feng Qingan is too weird, and he can hardly understand.

Even if he did it subconsciously, he was just probing, not touching Feng Qing'an with his own body.

When Feng Qing'an saw this ghostly guy, he reached out and took out the most powerful sword in his hand - the Qingshen Sword, injected with the power of the sun, raised the edge of the sword, swung the sword down, and the Yanlong sword roared out.

"Young Sect Master, be careful."

In the void that Feng Qing'an was staring at just now, a figure in black armor suddenly jumped out, pulling back the tower-like ghost in front of him, allowing him to avoid the radiant light , let the ghost wrapped around his body emit the howling flame dragon sword energy.

But even so, the sword qi that flew across the sky like a bright blazing sun chopped off a giant claw at the root, and also made the hundred evil spirits entangled in it howl in despair, and then shattered.

"you!"

He lost one arm just by trying, and the intense pain made the ghost's face extremely distorted. He stared at Feng Qing'an firmly, and there was even a substantial green will-o'-the-wisp gushing out of his eyes.

He never expected that there would be such a result. The Dacheng Qinggui Fighting Body that had been touted by the two elders just now, ended up having his arm chopped off after just meeting someone.

If his guardian hadn't appeared in time, he might have lost not just an arm, but his whole body might have been chopped off by the sword.

If this is the case, then he will be suffocated to death, because this has attracted the envy of many disciples, and even the elders will praise Youjia's Mahayana green ghost battle body, but it is just a magical means he puts on the surface However, he secretly hides even more supernatural powers, secrets and magic weapons.

Hidden so many methods, none of them were used, and he was hacked to death. Even if he was a dead soul, he might not rest in peace when he was under the Nine Springs.

"Young Suzerain, don't be impulsive."

The voice of the guardian rang in my ears. Most of the guardians remained silent, and they didn't even have any sense of existence. At this moment, they stared at Feng Qing'an with a very serious expression.

Because he can't see the details of Feng Qing'an at all, this is an existence beyond his cognition.

At first glance, it seems that he is a young man of the human race who is full of vitality and blood. On closer inspection, he can see that he actually has immortal energy inside and hidden bones. The body is empty, and there is no cultivation base in the body, as if there is no cultivation.

Such a result naturally made the black-armored Taoist not dare to act rashly, because he felt that what he saw was what others wanted him to see. In fact, he didn't even touch the details of others.

And the opponent's performance just now, as well as the sword that he swung, undoubtedly proved his guess. The secret method of entering the void is useless in front of the opponent.

As for the green ghost combat body practiced by the young sect master, it is a joke in front of the other party. If he hadn't pulled it off in time just now, this immortal posture, which has been recognized by the ancestors in the sect, would have been hacked to death now.

"What is your relationship with North and South?"

The scorching pain came from the broken arm, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even the soul twitched because of it, making the young master of the Yinhun Sect realize that the youth in front of him had an extraordinary background, but even so, he was unwilling to give up.

That's his Dao foundation for becoming an immortal!

How can I let it go?Once he misses it, he may not be able to meet him again for the rest of his life. In his whole life, let alone being on par with his ancestors, it is considered good to be able to touch the threshold of the way of immortality.

"Bei Nan? You don't even know your real name, but you dare to chase after her recklessly. Who gave you the courage?"

Feng Qing'an's gaze was only now looking at the monster whose severed arm had begun to regenerate, but there was undisguised contempt in his expression.

Good people are not suitable, and they have trained their real bodies into monsters.

[Race: Green Ghost]

[Attributes: Yin, Spirit, Beast]

[Potential Level: Monarch·Superior]

[Battle power level: Lord·Superior]

According to the appraisal standard of the system, this guy in front of him is no longer considered a human race, but a different species that can be contracted. Of course, with Feng Qingan's current vision, he naturally doesn't like this kind of thing.He just finds it ridiculous,

"I know this is not her real name, but what does it matter? I just want to know, what is the relationship between you and her, and where is she now?"

The young lord who had been cut into half by a sword still had no intention of retreating at the moment, staring fixedly at Feng Qing'an, making unnecessary efforts.

That's when he was trying to force Feng Qing'an to question, two white-haired old men also chased after them, and the aura emanating from them made Feng Qing'an look sideways slightly, but after careful perception, he couldn't stop Look at them again.

Xuanmen monks, in the Yuandan realm, divide the monks in this realm into nine grades according to the grade of the Yuandan they form, and among them, the Yuandan of the upper third rank can be called Jindan real people, because they can rely on One's own ability, set foot on the next level of realm.

Cultivators of the middle third rank can also be called Great Yuandan Cultivators. If they have the right opportunity, they can also break into the Cave Profound Realm, but this kind of opportunity is rare.

The vast majority of Yuandan cultivators of the middle third rank can only die of old age in this realm, without any hope of becoming immortals, let alone the lower third rank.

The Yuandan monks of the lower third rank are also called Zadan monks. The status of this kind of monks is not even as good as those monks with outstanding talents.

The reason for this situation is that some of the lower third-rank Yuandans are purely Yuandans that are forcibly condensed through other methods such as blood sacrifices or refining spiritual objects.The combat power of these monks is just like their status.

Just like the two old men who rushed over in front of him, Feng Qing'an could tell through his complex aura that they were the lower third-rank Yuandan monks with just one glance.

"Young Sovereign."

Before Feng Qing'an opened his mouth to speak, the face of the black-armored Taoist guardian changed drastically. The extreme sense of danger stimulated his spirit. He was just an ordinary-looking young man, but in his eyes he had turned into a huge beast. beast.

"Walk."

This time, the black-armored Taoist didn't discuss anything with the young suzerain. He stretched out his hand and threw out a black air, which turned into the appearance of an iron chain, hooked the figure of the ghost, and threw it behind him, while he himself shook his body. In a flash, he turned into a Nether general in black armor, and bumped into Feng Qingan's sword that Feng Qing'an had raised again and swung down.

Nourishing~
There was a sharp and ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing. To Feng Qing'an, the Qingshen Sword, which was no different from a divine weapon, finally revealed its shortcomings at this moment.

Bullying some little demons and ghosts is naturally easy to catch, but against a guy with both strength and background like the one in front of you, the seemingly magnificent sword light can't even break the opponent's armor.

"Young master, my young master practiced kung fu and promoted Qi to the point where he lost his mind, and there were a lot of offenses in his words. Please forgive me and don't blame him. I will take the young master away and never disturb you again."

Seeing that the armor on his body blocked the sword light, although he also felt the pain of Yan Yang's sword energy wanting to burn everything, he still held on.This gave the black-armored guardian a bit of confidence to negotiate with the other party for a moment, but after opening his mouth, he backed down.

Because the other party walked indifferently in the courtyard, and always maintained a cold demeanor, which really made him doubtful.

Even now, he didn't see the opponent's origin and details, and the two swords he swung casually seemed to be done casually, and the opponent didn't make any real moves at all.

"Insanity? Then shut it up. If something happens, you can't just say a few words and get over it."

Feng Qing'an put away the Qingshen, drew out the Xunfeng sword with his backhand, and swiped the sword while the black-armored Taoist guardian suddenly became desperate.

Yin~
Qingyue's dragon chant sounded, and a green dragon roared out from the edge of the sword, engulfing the black-armored figure in an instant. Metal shards scattered all over the sky.

"How dare you do that, we are members of the Yinhun sect, and this is the next suzerain appointed by our ancestor!"

Seeing the young man in white with a dragon sword in his hand destroy the specially arranged Taoist guardian with just two swords, the two elders who chased him were almost terrified.

But at this moment, they still did not forget their responsibilities. While running away, they shouted out the origin and background of the young suzerain, hoping to deter each other.

"Cut the grass to get rid of the roots, Yinhunzong, I've made a note."

(End of this chapter)