The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 283
"No!"

Seeing with his own eyes the guardian who was beheaded by Feng Qing'an with a single sword, the Young Sovereign, who had transformed from a ghost into a young man with a sinister expression, uttered a painful and desperate roar.

He has special feelings for the guardian who is hidden by his side all the time and has no sense of existence most of the time. In his eyes, he is a person who is more than ten times more important than his suzerain father.

"You die for me!"

The young man who was thrown into the air let out a roar full of murderous intent, arousing the secret treasure hidden in his body, and a spiritual light full of deathly silence rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a palace exuding cold and dead air , majestic, majestic.

"what!"

Feng Qing'an, who originally planned to stab this guy to death with a sword, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"interesting!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the palace up and down, and saw hundreds of large and small black stone sculptures standing on the porch, human-shaped monsters, beasts and birds, with ferocious appearances, hideous shapes, lifelike, and daunting.

"die!"

Accompanied by the young man who had stopped in mid-air, he let out a hysterical roar, and at the porch of the palace exuding a cold and dead air, the eyes of the stone sculptures lit up with scarlet light one by one.

At this moment, the greedy and malicious murderous intentions that fell like a mountain, like a tsunami, all fell on Feng Qing'an, and the figure of the young man was not shaken in the slightest by this.

However, the place under his feet had a radius of hundreds of feet, but it suddenly sank downwards and was pushed down by nearly half a foot, and the torrential river flowed backwards.

"That's it?"

The young man's expression became contemptuous, and the young man who released his hidden cards for a long time suddenly became more ferocious and distorted. His originally youthful face began to grow old, and the black hair on his head began to turn gray.

His vitality is passing by rapidly, or he is sacrificing his own lifespan. As a price, the hundreds of pitch-black stone statues that had opened their eyes also twisted their bodies one after another. He jumped down from the palace porch.

"It's not bad, but it's a pity that Mingzhu cast it secretly."

Seeing the evil black stone beast that gathered into a cloud and rushed towards him, Feng Qing'an even commented leisurely, because there was a vast Buddha's light gushing out of his body, and a treasure tower rose above his head superior.

Om!Well!Woolen cloth!Bah!Moo!Hum!
The majestic sound of the Buddha sounded, and many demons and ghosts who rushed over were crushed on the ground by the Buddha's light before they approached, like swatting flies, unable to move, many monsters lost their flesh and blood, and returned to their original forms The stone carvings were lifeless, and some cracks even appeared.

"Easy."

Seeing those stone carvings with cracked marks, Feng Qing'an immediately scolded.

Each stone statue is a special instrument, as long as mana is input, or other powers, such as vitality, lifespan, etc., can activate it.

The living stone statues in front of me are not in the best condition, because the young suzerain simply does not have the ability to arouse so many stone statues.

He just exhausted his own life to barely revive them. As for the combat power, you can tell by the performance of these being crushed on the beach and unable to move.

It looks scary, but it is useless in practice, but this is also because the Seven Treasures Golden Building is a Buddhist weapon, and according to the classification of Taoist Xuanzong, it is a kind of immortal weapon.

However, from the perspective of Feng Qing'an, this palace is not bad, because it cannot be simply divided by magical artifacts and fairy artifacts, it is composed of a variety of special magical artifacts whose number is still unclear huge structure.

These awakened monster stone sculptures are only a part of it, and it seems that it is the most insignificant part. It is not clear what other arrangements are inside the palace, but it is like this outside the door, and it must not be too bad inside. go.

I don't know where this guy got it from, but it doesn't matter anymore, because from today onwards, this palace will be named after him.

hum!
The Seven Treasures Golden Building trembled slightly, and the originally huge and shining Buddhist heavy weapon suddenly subsided a lot, and the cracks spreading on the stone statue stopped immediately.

"Do you have any other means?"

Feng Qing'an looked at the stunned young man. At this moment, the young master of the Yinhun sect was full of hair, and his face was full of dimples.

Although I don't know what kind of means he is slowly recovering from, it's obviously not something that can be slowed down in a short while. Just urging the demons, ghosts, birds and beasts in front of the palace gate almost wiped him out .

"If not, I will accept this palace with a smile."

Although the palace looks gloomy, and it is not something that people should use at first glance, but it matches the style of Nether, Feng Qing'an thinks it is a good gift for Donghuang, and she probably likes it.

"You are just relying on the magic weapons and spirit treasures. What skills do you have? If I have the same background as you, I will definitely not be any worse than you. Why are you able to be with Nanbei?"

Seeing that he had been hiding for a long time, and even paid a very heavy price, the method he successfully used was instantly suppressed by the opponent with a Buddhist treasure.The Young Sect Master couldn't bear it any longer, and his Dao heart burst.

He is not an orthodox Taoist at all, and he can easily get mad and fall into evil ways, but he has always been cautious in his actions, and in addition to his outstanding talent, no matter what he does, he will be taken care of.It can be said to be smooth sailing.

But since meeting the ghost girl, everything has changed.When we met for the first time, the guards and elders beside him advised him not to act rashly, and he followed the advice.

But now, he just wanted to see that girl for a second time, and he didn't even plan to do anything, but he met a human youth instead.

The imprint left on the Yinling girl by the Qianyou Xunying Compass appeared on the young man. If he said that there was no relationship between the two, he would never believe it, and it was precisely because of this that his Dao heart was unbalanced.

However, when he vainly tried to use his supernatural powers to press questions, he found that he was inferior to others in every way, and even the guardians arranged for him by the sect couldn't bear the sword that the other party took out at random, and his long-hidden trump card was even worse. It was suppressed by the opponent's backhand.

In extreme desperation, he could only vent his anger by saying something that he himself found extremely ridiculous. In terms of background, he was already superior to many people, but now he just said such childish words just because he was compared to others.

"Is that so? It turns out that you are very unconvinced. If so, then come here!"

Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand upwards, waved it lightly, and the golden pillar of seven treasures hanging above his head immediately flew out according to his intention, and landed on the top of the palace that exudes a cold and dead air, and directly lifted it Repression, otherwise it cannot have any changes.

"I don't think you are very pleasing to the eye. I cut you off with a single sword. It is too cheap for you. I beat you to death with my fist. What do you think?"

While speaking, Feng Qing'an put away the Xunfeng Sword he had just taken out. At this moment, he was bare-handed, with only a trace of green scales on his body. He looked gentle and elegant, but he looked so weak.

"Fist me to death?"

The young man who was originally extremely depressed and desperate, saw the two attendant elders who were running away without a trace, and originally planned to use some means to take the opportunity to escape, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but show extreme anger on his face. A distorted smile of delight.

"It suits me very well!"

"Then come and lead to death!"

Feng Qing'an stepped forward, and the gentle breeze poured in under his feet, making him feel as if he was walking on the ground on the surface of the river rushing to him.

"You don't use magical weapons?"

The Young Sovereign, who was extremely confident in his body and physique, kept a bit of vigilance at the moment, but his eyes also showed a bit of eagerness to try.

When the wind and rain stopped, he felt that he was doing well again.

"No need."

"I can rest assured that."

I don't know if there is still something to rely on, or if I really believe what Feng Qing'an said, the young suzerain let out a roar of extreme excitement.

The original human body returned to its original youthful appearance in just a few breaths, and the vitality that came from nowhere caused his body to twist again, turning into a monster body in battle armor, with horns stabbing out and bat wings stretching , the scorpion's tail flicked, and it was as huge as ten feet.

"Come on, beat me to death with your fist!"

"as you wish."

The corners of Feng Qing'an's mouth were also cracked, with bloodthirsty intent, and the blue soul flame surged on his body.

oooo~
A thick-haired, majestic wolf appeared behind him. The majestic monster body that was as huge as a mountain made the swooping monster stagnate. The wolf jumped into the boy's body.

The boy was originally slender and tall, but compared to the monster, his body, which seemed too small, suddenly swelled up, and it had turned into a real monster, rising from his body into the sky, turning into a tornado, and wreaking havoc in the world .

"What the hell are you?"

The ferocious monster looked at Feng Qing'an incomprehensibly. This was obviously a method of the evil spirit, but he could see before that this young man with the purest blood of the human race even had fairy aura on him. What does the power do?It's simply self-defeating.

"People who are about to die don't need to know too much."

With a wolf's head and a human body, Feng Qing'an, who looked like a god and a demon, opened the corner of his mouth, revealing his white fangs, and a strong wind emerged from the void, wrapping around his body, making the thick hair on his body dance along with it.

"come over!"

The blue and clear pupils like the sky reflected the figure of the evil spirit. Feng Qing'an stretched out five fingers, and gently grabbed him, and the violent wind followed his will, turning into invisible palms, restraining the evil spirit. His body made the demon approach him involuntarily.

"Yufeng?! I will too."

Feeling the flowing wind wrapped around his limbs and wings, the young suzerain showed a ferocious smile. In the mortal state, he practiced a magical talisman for controlling the wind, which evolved from a famous dragon magical power.

Xiao Zhoutian Qinglong Breathing Wind Technique!

However, when he used the supernatural power talisman to try to gain control of the wind in the sky, an incomparable backlash surged like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Click!

In the sea of ​​Qi in the dantian, a crack appeared in the supernatural talisman that had been refined after a long time of hard work.Dao Ji, whom he was proud of, was also broken because of this.

puff~
After finally mustering up his strength, the young master who wanted to fight Feng Qing'an and get some psychological comfort, suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of black blood, and the expression on his face became even more distorted because of disbelief.

"This is impossible."

Of course, he has heard of this kind of situation. The supernatural powers can crush all the same kind of magical powers below it, but the magical powers he cultivated are not the crippled methods put together by casual practitioners.

This evolved from the supernatural powers of the dragon clan. The only thing that can cause him to suffer such backlash is a real dragon. Could it be that the young man in front of him, who looks like a human race, is actually a real dragon cub?

This is impossible!
"What's impossible?"

Just when the demon was furious and puzzled, the fists that entangled Leihuo and Gangfeng had already landed on the demon who was coughing up blood.

The wind is as sharp as thousands of knives, and the moment it touches the flesh and blood of the demon, the flesh and blood will splatter, the bones will be shattered, and the thunder will shine brightly.

As the wind whistled and the thunder roared, large pieces of flesh and blood were wiped out in an instant, and coke from broken bones flew and fell in the air, pattering like a light rain.

With just one punch, Feng Qing'an knocked off half of the young master who was in the form of a monster in front of him, and an arm still attached to the armor flew out with the arm. This was because this guy dodged in time, otherwise this punch would , It should be blasting a hole through his chest.

"Roar!"

The body that had recovered with great difficulty was crippled and crippled in an instant.The intense pain caused the demon to let out a painful roar.

But what made him feel the most uncomfortable was the blue flame that didn't seem to hurt the flesh and blood of his body. This flame was burning his soul, which caused him more pain than the wound of flesh and blood.

"Spirit Wolf! Are you a half-demon?!"

"You want to guess what I am? However, if you guess wrong, you will die!"

Feng Qing'an saw that this guy could still be distracted, and bullied him, fists entwined with thunder and fire, bombarded one after another, every time a fist landed, there was a large piece of broken flesh and bones splashing, making the demon scream again and again.

"Too weak, really too weak!"

The monster was not beaten unilaterally. His sharp claws and even the scorpion tail behind him could also fall on Feng Qingan's body, but before touching Feng Qingan's flesh and blood, layers of green scales emerged, and sparks burst out. Make it return in vain.

Melee combat, the taste of punching to the flesh, made Feng Qing'an a little obsessed, he grinned grinningly, and stepped on the strong wind, making thunder and soul fire entwined around his arms, and opened and closed his moves, making this monster dodge again and again. strength, weaker and weaker.

It's true that he doesn't practice martial arts, and he hasn't even practiced boxing much, but it doesn't matter, he has a psychic armor that is addicted to martial arts and cannot be extricated.

Even though he can't use all of the martial arts boxing techniques that Minglong has learned, he can still learn seven or eight out of ten of them.

At this moment, he unleashed a boxing technique that Minglong had practiced before. Heishan, who was already considered a half-step demon king, possessed majestic demon power, which was continuously supplied without reservation.

Feng Qing'an punched heartily and joyfully, every time he punched, there must be blood flying everywhere.The armor on the young suzerain's body, like a decoration, has become tattered and useless.

"you……"

The demon looked at the green scale armor on Feng Qing'an, and felt distressed, because Feng Qing'an didn't give him a chance to speak.

(End of this chapter)