The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 342
"A mere casual cultivator, why is he so strong?"

The young man was cursing with lingering fear, but his eyes were full of incomprehensible expressions.

He really couldn't understand why they, the favored children of heaven, met a human race who could crush them in a place like Nether, even if they met a fierce creature who could crush them, he could barely understand.

Although Netherworld was smashed to pieces, there are still extremely ancient existences dormant, and their heirs and descendants are no weaker than them, the arrogance of the human race, and some of them are even extremely exaggerated and contrary to common sense.

But the human race named Feng Qing'an, why should he? What he practiced was not even the human race fairy scriptures, but the ghost scriptures, which were incompatible with his own constitution.

Under such circumstances, not only would his combat power not be boosted, but he would also be suppressed, but even so, this guy could still suppress them, killing them so that they had to flee in embarrassment.

"We have all been beaten like this, and you still think he is a casual cultivator? His sword array is not an ancient artifact at all. It will not take more than ten years from casting to forming."

Another young man with a face full of jealousy continued, there was a trace of deep fear hidden in his eyes, the more he knew, the more fear he became.

"Ghost fairy?"

No.3 Tianjiao reacted very quickly, and then quickly thought of the strange situation that when he and others were captured by the ghost fairy and thrown into the underground palace, even if they called the ancestor, they could not get any response.

"You said, is it all a conspiracy that has been arranged long ago when we entered this netherworld, and even entered the secret realm today?"

"I faintly feel an invisible black hand pushing all of this."

"What are they for?"

"A true immortal sent by our master?"

"This is impossible. Even the ancient existence hidden in the nether world will not provoke so many immortal sects at once. This is asking for death."

"That guy Feng Qing'an may know something. From the moment he appeared, something was wrong with him everywhere."

They teamed up to deal with one person, but ended in defeat. The self-confidence of these arrogances has disappeared. The more I think about Feng Qing'an's every move at this moment, the more I feel that this young man of unknown origin is unpredictable.

"But even if there is really some conspiracy, Feng Qing'an is just a pawn in the black hands, what secrets can he know?"

"Don't talk about it, even if he is an insignificant chess piece, what's the use of it? We can't even take a single chess piece, so don't think about any conspiracy or black hands. Let's think about how to survive first. With that guy Feng Qingan's character, he will definitely chase us down."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three Tianjiao, who were already not very good-looking because of their injuries, suddenly became even uglier.

They are now in a dilemma. After such a thing happened, of course they want to withdraw from the secret realm, even if there is a great opportunity here

But no matter how many opportunities there are, how can they compare with wealth and life?Even if you get the chance, so what, I'm afraid that if you have your life, you won't be able to use it.

Moreover, they should never have called out the immortals of their own sect. Now that they quit midway, they would undoubtedly lose face of their own sect.

For the sake of face, the immortals, let alone these little true disciples, even the tragedy of the fall of the immortals has not happened, let alone them.

So they can only suffer in the secret realm, and even rely on themselves, even if they ask the ancestors for help, they will not lower their spiritual thoughts.

There have been more than one true immortal who has verified that it will never be of any use to compete with Feng Qing'an under the condition of just lowering a divine thought, except to lose face.

"Then what should we do now?"

"What should we do? What else can we do? Do we still have the capital to fight him? The only thing we can do is hide. If he finds us, hehe, let's hope for luck!"

"Then I won't be able to walk together!"

"May the two fellow Taoists have good luck and good luck, so I will bid farewell!"

"wish……"

Just as these few Tianjiao were about to comfort each other, say goodbye, and then dispersed as birds and beasts, the white clouds above their heads, which were originally floating in the sky like silk fluff, suddenly began to gather at an extremely fast speed.

This strange scene immediately made the three Tianjiao who were like frightened birds tense up. While picking up their respective celestial weapons, they looked up to the sky.

As a result, the three Tianjiao watched the floating clouds above their heads helplessly, and it turned into a familiar face they were very familiar with, perhaps they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.

"Feng Qingan?"

"That's impossible! What the hell did you do?"

The scene in front of them challenged the common sense and cognition of these three Tianjiao, because they didn't feel any aura of Taoism and supernatural power in the floating clouds in the sky.

The appearance of the floating clouds in the sky seems to be blown by the wind and formed naturally, rather than being deliberately controlled by someone, but how is this possible?They have all turned into faces that terrify them, how could it be natural?

"Fellow Taoists, I see that your luck is exhausted, so let's go on the road with peace of mind!"

The loud voice echoed in the sky, and the face of the pure white floating cloud became dark and gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were thousands of bright arcs of lightning and lightning flowing in it.

"No, Fellow Daoist Feng, wait, we may have misunderstood!"

Seeing the terrifying scene in the sky, which has surpassed what a humane monk could do, he immediately broke the defenses of these arrogances.

Although they are Tianjiao, but because their talents are too good and they are loved by their elders at a young age, their Taoism seems to be perfect, but they may not be comparable to those low-level monks who have done nothing for a lifetime and achieved nothing. When the setbacks that are unable to resist are hit, they may not be better than those monks with poor qualifications.

"Fellow daoists, in order to deal with me, we came here hand in hand. How could Yin and Yang be separated? I'll send you fellow daoists to gather in one place, so that you can be all friends."

As soon as the words fell, thunder all over the sky suddenly poured down, turning into three strands and striking the tops of these Tianjiao's heads with great precision.

This is different from the heavenly tribulation and thunder punishment faced by Feng Qing'an as a medium to let the nine spirits devour the cave. It was just an instinctive resistance in this secret cave, so most of the thunder fell on him. By the side, so that the radius of hundreds of miles of the scourge is completely scorched.

But now under Feng Qing'an's control, these guys have basically endured [-]% of the lightning strikes, and the impact on the surroundings has been controlled to a very small degree.

This differently hidden scene caused the mentality of the three Tianjiao who were struggling to support in the thunder to collapse even more. This is not something that a humane monk can do.

What such a scene represents, based on their cognition, it is actually not difficult to guess. In fact, they are not the only ones, and the immortals who can observe the situation in the cave through their careers are also unable to sit still.

"Boy, what are you doing here?"

A fairy with a foot on a black tortoise had a dignified expression and a low voice. When he encountered such a situation, he would naturally not be uncertain. He recognized it at a glance. What is it?
But it was precisely because of this that he felt it was absurd. He even wondered if he had been under some kind of illusion, otherwise how could he see such things that violated common sense?

"He controls the power of the cave!"

Another real fairy couldn't help but speak, but his tone was decisive. In this case, anyone with a little insight could recognize it.

"..."

As soon as these words came out, outside the entrance of the cave, there was an eerie silence, even the Immortals of Xingxiu Dao and the Immortals of the Hall of Eternal Life who were fighting with each other also stopped.

The immortals turned their eyes to the extremely miserable Daoist true disciples who were being weeping, bombarded, and struggling to support them. These three true disciples whose Dao heart had been broken by others were naturally not the focus of the immortals.

Their gazes were all focused on the source of the thunderstorm, especially the familiar young face in the middle of the cloud layer, which was similar to a human being but magnified many times.

In the current situation, these immortals can't tolerate their imaginations. There are too many similar examples, not too many.

There is no warning, suddenly opened, and the secret realm of the cave with a limited realm.

An unknown rogue cultivator Tianjiao who is almost invincible in the same realm, even an immortal can't fight in the end.

After the young Tianjiao entered the secret realm of the cave sky, he mastered the power of the cave sky in this short period of time.

When all these conditions and factors are put together, it clearly shows one thing:

An old antique who lived in the spring of unknown ages, reincarnated and resurrected, and is retrieving the rich inheritance left by his previous life.

The vision of these true immortals naturally made such a judgment, and almost no immortal had a second guess. After all, there is no more reasonable explanation and guess than this.

Therefore, the young man with a slightly unclean background, but with excellent talent, is now covered with a thick layer of fog in the eyes of these immortals. Basically nailed it.

Heavenly Immortal of the Phoenix Clan!

Except for the already fallen Phoenix Clan Celestial Immortal, may I ask, is there anyone who can actually grasp the power of the cave in such a weak realm?Even if you let them in, it may not be possible to do this.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't think there is any need for us to fight anymore. A reincarnated celestial being of the Phoenix family probably doesn't like the two of us."

The Immortal of the Hall of Eternal Life with the boundless blue sky above his head and the boundless Qinghai Sea under his feet, watched the scene of being taken by other immortals and thrown into the sky. After staring at it for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.

Even if he is as proud as he is, he doesn't think he can really accept a reincarnated celestial being as his disciple. If the reincarnated celestial being has not awakened, there is still hope for Su Hui in his previous life, but in the current situation, he has already mastered the power of the cave. How could it be possible that he did not retrieve the memory of his previous life?
"..."

Immortal Xingxiu Dao didn't say a word, silently withdrew the sword in his hand, and the Boundless Starfield also faded away.

"How should this matter be resolved?"

"The reincarnation of the celestial immortals of the Phoenix family, why? Don't you all still want to intervene?"

A real fairy sneered.

The bloodline is ancient and can be traced back to the clans at the beginning of the world. Even if it is the dragon clan with the largest number of members, if a real dragon of this level reincarnates and returns, it will cause a great sensation among the dragon clan, let alone the Phoenix clan. Yes, if the news gets out, it may cause quite a stir.

"Even if he is the reincarnation of the Phoenix Celestial Immortal, he is already a human race in this life. If he can be included in the family, it will be wonderful."

"Stop wishful thinking, it's not like you haven't come into contact with phoenix birds, I'm afraid I'm not qualified enough, I have to ask the patriarch..."

"Hey, who would have thought that there would be a phoenix in the Netherworld!"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an is immersed in the pleasure of overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and manipulating them as he pleases, but he didn't expect that he just cleaned it up. It caused a shock, and even higher-level immortals will cast their eyes on this place.

"Sir, how do you feel?"

At this moment, Feng Qing'an was full of smiles, fully cooperating with Feng Qing'an, and Jiu Ling, who satisfied Feng Qing'an's thoughts, asked a little complacently.

In this world, apart from a special existence like him, is there any special existence that can make a weak monk like his master activate the power of the cave in advance.

"It's not bad to experience the taste of Heavenly Dao, but it's a pity that this power is not mine after all, it's just a false power."

Feng Qing'an withdrew his divine thoughts, looking down at thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the feeling that a single thought could determine the life and death of all living beings was indeed intoxicating, but Feng Qing'an was also very clear-headed, after all, this power was given temporarily and did not belong to him.

"Master, as long as you want, you can stay in this state forever, and you can use all my power at will!"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's emotion, Jiu Ling hastily expressed his loyalty. He has eaten the sweetness not once or twice, and it is a little full now. Such a master naturally wants to be coaxed.

"What's the use of using it? After I go out from here, you can let me easily torture and kill immortals?"

Feng Qing'an rolled his eyes, there is no doubt about the power of the Cave Spirit, but this guy's power is limited to a limited area, except for a specific location, it is useless.

"This is too difficult for you."

"Okay, don't waste time, take control of this place as soon as possible, and then find a way to send me away, I don't want to get entangled with those immortals!"

Feng Qing'an casually glanced in one direction, and received the power of the cave from Jiu Ling, Feng Qing'an was able to see those immortals standing at the entrance of the cave.

Even in the current state, Feng Qing'an looked at these immortals with an oppressive force like an abyss like the sea. They are not monks in the Dongxuan realm who have just entered the immortal way, but existences based on a higher realm.

"Master, there seems to be a guy with a bigger head coming down outside?"

"What's bigger?"

When Feng Qing'an heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched immediately, because he already had the answer in his heart.

(End of this chapter)