The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 298 Subduing Demon Sword Formation, King's Endorsement

"When you reincarnate and come back, the Yinhun sect has already become history!"

Can vaguely see the light of the true spirit that escaped into the void and was swallowed up by the law of the dark, Feng Qing'an touched his chin, couldn't help complaining,
"Let's just stay where it's cool. May you be reincarnated as an insect in your next life and be eaten by birds every day!"

Feng Qing'an cursed casually, and then looked at the carcass of a fierce bird that was gradually withering and shriveling in the blood-colored sword light. The blood energy and soul in it were being divided up by the 36 demon-subduing swords.

When the carcass of the vicious bird, which was bigger than the hundreds of feet of the mountain, fell from the sky, it became a useless waste. The moment it touched the mountain, not only did it not knock down the broken mountain, but It was torn apart and shattered into debris all over the place.

Because even the essence contained in the bones has been drained, the 36 demon-subduing swords are now in a state of waiting to be fed, and they have not met the expectations of Donghuang's original design.

Feng Qing'an just used the blood energy of three human beings who are no different from demons to give birth to all 36 blood swords. For this reason, he also released some blood, otherwise how could these swords have such spirituality and be able to kill by themselves? demon.

"Wait for a short rest, then continue to kill demons, don't slack off!"

Feng Qing'an didn't need to show up to urge them, the gloomy young man who had just instructed these monks to donate their true essence and mana appeared again, ordering these monks with a superior attitude, and although these Zadan monks were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey.

Because every blood sword spirit represents the will of the three Supreme Elders of their sect—at least in their eyes, even though the three Supreme Elders they know are all in Feng Qingan's cave now. Among them, he was regarded as a blood cow, and his blood was crazily squeezed.

"My lord, I have been waiting for almost three days without sleep in order to catch up with this vicious bird. Can you let me wait for a while?"

An elder who was almost cut open stepped forward. Although he didn't want to offend these sword spirits, his current state could no longer allow him to continue killing demons.

"Practice? You rest, will the demons rest? Will they stop and wait for you? If you rest, where can I go to find this kind of blood food?"

The gloomy young man didn't even think about it, so he directly refused, and even questioned him in reverse. Feng Qing'an didn't need to order these things, he knew what he needed to do at this moment.

Hunting and killing demons, plundering spirit and blood, this is the common wish of their 36 demon-subduing swords.

However, as swords, although they are astonishingly sharp, they have special killing power against those monsters.

But they still need human monks to motivate them. It's a pity that their current sword master is too low-level, so they can only let these people in front of them make do.

"Sir, we..."

"Needless to say, I will follow you and slaughter all the monsters that harm the human race. You only need to provide the mana of true essence to the one just now!"

"This...is really great."

Just now seeing the power displayed by the sword formation strangling the monsters, the elder who was seriously injured and had already faded away was overjoyed, even a little overjoyed, and stretched out his hand to hold the gloomy young man in front of him. The sword that was really solid had not been touched yet, and the bloody sword light shone, and his arm was broken at the root, collapsing into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

what--

"What do you want to do?"

The gloomy young man looked blankly at Elder Zadan who lost his arm and screamed in pain.

"My lord, didn't you just say that you want to follow us? The young one admires you a lot and falls in love with you at first sight, so you want to bring him by your side for the sake of your own safety."

"What I'm telling you is to let you dedicate your mana to me at a critical moment, instead of letting you use me as a sword. Do you think you have my qualifications?"

The young man's words that were so calm that he didn't have the slightest emotional ups and downs made the elder blush instantly, and then turned livid again. Being so humiliated by a sword, he had to bear it if he couldn't bear it.

Because it was a fairy sword, even if he judged it by his own values, he subconsciously felt that the value of this sword was far more precious than his life.

"My lords, are you really going to walk with us?"

Glancing at the elder, whose face turned blue and then white, holding a feather fan, the elegant and extraordinary suzerain looked at the 36 young men and women in front of him, with a respectful posture, and asked aloud.

"nature."

"Great!"

Hearing such assurances, the suzerain's heart, which had always been hanging in his heart, finally fell a little bit. The attitude of these sword spirits showed that the three elders who ordered them to kill demons and demons did not ignore them.

If this is the case, then he can rest assured. As for these miscellaneous alchemy elders, no matter how heavy the casualties are, it doesn't matter.

As long as the realm of the three Supreme Elders can be improved, and the sword array can be restored to its peak state, any number of spiritual objects can be found.

In this world, only strength is the foundation of a foothold. He can see very clearly that the most important thing in the Yinhun Sect is neither his suzerain, nor the elders who work hard every day to teach and raise disciples.

It was the three Supreme Elders who basically ignored things and devoted themselves to practicing and seeking the Tao. As long as they existed, the Yinhun Sect would exist forever. Even if he was the only suzerain left, the Yinhun Sect would still be fine.

But once something went wrong with them, this seemingly prosperous sect would disappear in an instant, and collapse only overnight.There are countless similar examples in the world of cultivating immortals.

The collapse and destruction of many sects is because one or more monks with the strongest strength suddenly fell in an accident. Of course, the holy land that has truly passed on through the ages does not need to worry about such things at all. They have the immortal array that can suppress the foundation Or Taoism.

"Tsk, I don't know how much is left after this wave is over?"

Seeing those elders who were urged by the sword spirits and continued to look for the demon king to fight, Feng Qing'an couldn't help muttering, with undisguised malice on his face.

After taking down the three Supreme Elders, he only needs to have a logical and legitimate reason, and he can use the name of the Immortal to drive the entire sect to work for him.

Not only the suzerain elders were kicked out by him, but even many disciples who practiced in the mountains also went down the mountain in groups to enter the secular world and slay demons.

Among them, a considerable number of monks can be described as full of evil deeds. They have done many outrageous things in pursuit of shortcuts to practice, or in order to refine magic weapons, and this time is just atonement.

"It's time to go and see how well my virtuous king has been trained!"

Seeing the mysterious light and black energy going away one after another, Feng Qing'an withdrew his gaze. Although the demon-subduing sword array left together, he was not worried that these swords with self-will and not low spiritual wisdom would betray him.

They are very clear about why they were born. Even if Feng Qing'an did not sacrifice them with the orthodox sword cultivation method, Feng Qing'an can still feel the existence of these swords. He only needs one thought. These guys It will fly back all the way.

Yin~
When Feng Qing'an approached the area where he had stocked Chen Ping, there was a long and mighty sound of dragon chant, thunder was born in the void, and infinite golden light gathered from all directions, and finally turned into a golden scale dragon. Shaking his head in the air, the shining golden pupils were full of admiration.

"Incense Incarnation?!"

Looking at the big guy in front of him whose body size is the same as Minglong in every detail, but has a winding dragon body of hundreds of feet, Feng Qing'an was taken aback for a moment.

He really didn't expect that it had been so long since he hadn't seen each other. The arowana, which was born like a loach at first, had not only completed the transformation from a fish to a dragon, but also had such a body shape.

I have to admit that the rapid promotion of the Incense Fire Shinto with enough will power is unmatched by any system, it is simply terrifying.

"This is too exaggerated!"

[Race: Incense God]

[Attributes: God, Dragon, Water, Thunder, Wind]

[Potential Level: King·Inferior]

[Battle power level: King · Inferior]

"Good guy, the incarnation is stronger than the body!"

Seeing the result of the appraisal, Feng Qing'an couldn't help complaining, but this also made him completely believe that the decision he made at the beginning was correct

Such a rapid growth means that if one day it falls in the future, it will suffer an unprecedented backlash. It is better to cultivate this strength by yourself bit by bit. This kind of thing that comes too fast will go away quickly.

Yin~
A flash of golden light passed across the sky, and when Feng Qingan tilted his head slightly, he saw a delicate, small yet majestic dragon head resting on his shoulders, raising the shining dragon pupils to meet him. Look at each other.

"Not bad, it seems that your little life has been quite nourishing these days."

Judging from the results of the appraisal, Minglong hardly changed, but Feng Qing'an could feel the more vivid aura contained in it.

If it weren't for this guy's lack of blood, this guy would really be no different from a living thing. Think about it, anyway, he has raised an avatar of the king level, how could it really be that he doesn't benefit at all?

Yin~
Hearing Feng Qingan's words, Minglong stretched out his little head and rubbed against his cheek, the intimacy and joy in it were beyond words.

For Feng Qingen, it was only a few short months of separation, but for Minglong, the period of separation from its master occupied a considerable proportion of its life, and it was only experienced Once, it doesn't want to feel the second time.

"So you don't want to be separated from me? You guy...how will you be on your own in the future?"

Feng Qing'an, who could perceive Minglong's thoughts, only thought it was funny, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was the one who was even more outrageous.
"Okay, you can follow me from now on, anyway, you are my armor. It's really shameful to leave the armor. As for this incarnation, let it stay here, what do you think?"

Yin~
What the master says is what!
Minglong, who had been separated from Feng Qing'an for a while, was obedient to him. As for this incarnation of the divine way, to be honest, it was already a little tired.

Because in order to maintain this divine incarnation and ensure its strength, it is necessary to communicate with the human race in the secular world. Even most of the time, it does not need to show up, or even do anything, just quietly Watching, but the human race's desire like a bottomless abyss still stunned it, and its young heart was greatly impacted.

If it could do it all over again and give it another chance to choose, it would definitely not choose to practice the secret method of the divine way, but now, it has been practiced, and it is impossible to give up. Doesn’t this mean that it has worked hard in the past few months? Tired, all burned, it can't bear it.

"Go, let's go find Sen Miao!"

Feng Qing'an climbed onto the head of the Shento dragon, and in an instant, dark clouds billowed and thunder bursts, no need to do it deliberately, the existence of the king level, even if there is no real flesh and blood body, its every move, breath and breath Can cause changes in the sky.

"Not bad, but unfortunately, it's still too slow!"

Returning to the small town again, what Feng Qing'an saw was a well-ordered small town. Although the atmosphere was extremely depressing, the streets and alleys were full of armored soldiers and patrolling guards, but it was precisely because of this that it brought a sense of security that was completely different from other places. Different sense of security.

Feng Qing'an, who has seen all kinds of absurd and dilapidated scenes in the troubled times, now agrees with one thing, no matter how bad the order is, it is better than the chaotic world without order.

"master."

The moment Feng Qing'an appeared above the small town, the Qilin Auspicious Beast that had been waiting here suddenly showed its figure, and the blue Qilin Beast had a great change and difference from when Feng Qing'an left.

Although she has not been promoted, her strength is already stable in this realm, coupled with the particularity of her bloodline, she is not much different from those veteran demon kings who have stayed in this realm for hundreds of years.

Of course, there is still a big gap compared with the top demon king who can kill Zadan monks at will. After all, Sen Miao's unicorn blood is not strong.

Back then, her mother had Qilin blood and didn't awaken it, but she was lucky enough to meet Feng Qing'an, which gave her such a chance and her current achievements.

"how is it now?"

"Report to Master..."

Sen Miao narrates in detail that everything that the virtuous king named Chen Ping has done in the past time - behaviors that deviate from Feng Qingan's expectations will be corrected, what should be done and what should not be done, Everything came according to Feng Qing'an's request.

"If I let you show up and endorse him as king, what do you think?"

Feng Qing'an listened patiently, and then asked suddenly.

"master!"

Sen Miao was taken aback, then hesitated a bit,
"Is that appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? Look at your current appearance, this manner, this temperament, it is more than enough to be enshrined on the altar as a sacrificial beast to protect the country!"

"This interferes with humanity..."

"I have intervened a lot, and it's not bad."

(End of this chapter)