Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 248: Each one uses his own methods to kill demons and catch ghosts
"Hmph, if you guys didn't come to mess things up, we would have our own way to catch the rebel. Now, the rebel is injured and I don't know where he has fled to. I don't know how much energy and time it will take to find his whereabouts."

The young man in dark green tights snorted coldly and pushed all the responsibility onto Xu Yuanchang who came to assist.

Xu Yuanchang almost laughed out of anger. How could such an incompetent person speak so arrogantly? Wasn’t he afraid that the strong wind would blow his tongue off?
If it weren't for Xianfeng playing the xiao music to rescue them, these people would still be trapped in the cave like turtles, and instead blame the rescuers for using the wrong method. I wonder who gave them the courage?
"You should call Monster Capture Mountain and reprimand Deputy Mountain Master Wu for meddling in other people's business and sending Xu to ruin your efforts to turn the tide."

Chief Xu Yuan would not tolerate such arrogant and incompetent people with eyes that were too long to reach the top of their heads, and he directly ridiculed and mocked them with sarcasm.

Behind that person was a short figure who was wrapped tightly from head to toe. He gave off a subtle strange aura, and one might guess that he was also a half-demon.

On the other side, Zhu Lang was followed by a man and a woman. Although they both had different injuries, after comparing the two, Xu Yuanchang concluded that the deacon named Tang Yuzhao had lost one of his men and took out his anger on him in an attempt to shirk responsibility.

The young man was not in charge of Deputy Mountain Master Wu, but he was not stupid enough to involve him. He said angrily, "We pretended to be defeated and led the rebels into the Stone Forest Valley to encourage their arrogance. There were several kinds of powerful colorless and invisible poisons in the area. They will take effect in less than half an hour. All the besieged monsters and rebels will not be able to escape. Aren't you ruining our plan and our good deeds?"

Xu Yuanchang nonchalantly said, "Using the lives of your own people as bait?"

The young man was furious.

He didn't expect the other person's eyes to be so poisonous.

Words are more poisonous, every word hurts the heart.

The middle-aged man Zhu Lang quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Please calm down, both of you, and stop arguing. Our top priority now is to find the whereabouts of the rebels and kill them to prevent future troubles."

The young man snorted in disdain and said, "Tang will not work with such a young man."

The tightly wrapped figure fell to the ground and walked southeast along the outer edge of Dayu Mountain at a slow pace, obviously waiting for Zhu Lang's decision.

Zhu Lang looked around helplessly, bowed to Xu Yuanchang apologetically, and led two of his men to meet Tang Yuzhao.

The group quickly disappeared into the dark forest.

They are all arrogant and proud people, they don't need any help.

The rabbit laughed so hard that it gasped for breath, patted the ground with its front paws, and provoked him without hesitation: "Friend Xu, can you still endure this? Put down your burdens and find a place sheltered from the wind, and discuss metaphysics with your nephew in depth, and let those ignorant guys die in the dark. You have already helped, but they don't appreciate it."

Xu Yuanchang said: "It's late at night. You are so old, don't you want to sleep?"

"Not sleepy, not sleepy. I sleep less as I get older."

The rabbit bared his teeth in excitement and shouted, "Your niece is great, communicate with her more..."

Xu Yuanchang didn't want to listen to the dirty talk of an old, dishonest rabbit from nine thousand years ago. He was too angry and a wisp of calm air covered the ring. The world suddenly became quiet and dust-free. He looked at Bian Qiuyan with bright eyes and white teeth and said, "I now formally invite you to join the investigation team. We will handle this case alone. What do you think?"

In the message, Senior Brother Wu allowed him the authority to act at his discretion.

Perhaps he expected that he would be ostracized, and Senior Brother Wu wanted his own people to intervene in the matter.

In order to save face, Xu Yuanchang decided to act alone.

It’s none of his business whether those two groups live or die.

Bian Qiuyan smiled and said, "Okay, let's follow Junior Master and get some credit."

He raised his hand and opened his palm, revealing three blood beads made of sticky blood. He sent two of them forward and said, "We can use this blood intercepted by the flying sword when we injured the monster just now to find the monster's whereabouts."

Xu Yuanchang caught the two blood beads. The master's nephew was very meticulous and left such an important clue, which saved a lot of trouble.

He handed one of them to Liu Xianfeng who had returned to his side.

"Qiu Yan, if you have any secret method, just use it. We need to hurry and find the rebels."

"This is just a side trick, please forgive me, Junior Master."

Bian Qiuyan did not refuse. She threw the blood bead in her hand into the air. With a "bang", it turned into a blood mist. As she pinched her fingers and silently chanted the spell, the blood mist surged and transformed into a blurry scene. She was using the ancient witchcraft of "Blood Soul Development".

Liu Xianfeng put the blood bead to his nose and sniffed it, remembering the smell, and transmitted his voice: "There are many kinds of poisons scattered under the valley, but they are not as powerful as Tang boasted. They can kill the first and second level monsters besieging them, but they are far from enough to deal with third level half monsters."

Xu Yuanchang sneered at the deacon, took out a few throwing knives, cut his fingers, and used his fingers as pens to quickly draw talismans on both sides of the blades.

The traces of blood were connected to runes, showing a strange bright red color.

As the light flickered, the bloodstains disappeared.

He has a Shinto method that can use blood beads to find the traces of the half-demon, but it is rather laborious and time-consuming, and not as efficient as the ancient witchcraft performed by the master nephew. Each has his own strengths. He leaves the opportunity to find clues to Bian Qiuyan, while he himself prepares to deal with the half-demon.

Bian Qiuyan watched the blood mist fade away, pointed his finger, and swirled the remaining blood mist around his fingertips. He pointed south and said, "The rebels are very cunning. They used a group of demon wolves to hide their tracks and circled along the southeast of the Great Prison Mountain. In fact, they fled to the Broken Hills in the south. We can get ahead of them and find the rebels."

She was so familiar with the terrain near Dayu Mountain that she could easily determine the direction in which the monster escaped through the blurry image.

Xu Yuanchang extended his hand and asked Bian Qiuyan to lead the way.

The voice transmission explained that the rebel was actually a half-demon of mandrill blood, pointed out the weaknesses and flaws of the half-demon, as well as its ability to transform into a demon to confuse people and possess such characteristics as wind speed, and told Bian Qiuyan one by one.

Even if he didn't tell him, with Bian Qiuyan's knowledge, he should be able to recognize the monster that launched the sneak attack.

What's more, with the blood bead in hand, I can explore and analyze many things.

Deliberately saying "the face is unclear" is a clever way to distance oneself from the matter.

Liu Xianfeng remained invisible and discussed with fellow Daoist Xu through telepathic communication about the tactical deduction for killing the half-demon in Suiqiuyuan. As she advanced to the middle stage of the third level, her ability of making a forest out of a single tree should be of great use in the forbidden land.

Arriving at the edge of Broken Hill Plain, Bian Qiuyan gestured to land and continue tracking.

Bian Qiuyan shuttled between the forbidden area and the layered area like a fox, at an extremely fast speed, and said: "I know a spiritual sense technique that can identify dangerous areas. I trained in Shattered Hill Plain for two years before, so I am familiar with this place."

She is more than familiar with it. In order to make a breakthrough, she has tried every possible way to hone herself over the years.

She tried every dangerous place that others were unwilling to go to.

Xu Yuanchang used his own method to identify the areas he passed through to ensure that he would not step into the layered area. He said, "Fortunately, we invited Qiu Yan to help us. You are knowledgeable and have saved us a lot of trouble."

Bian Qiuyan casually stirred the sparse grass he passed by, casting a small disruptive spell on the guys who were about to come after him.

She was displeased with the arrogant steward of the Monster Hunting Mountain, as if someone owed him money, and said with a smile: "Uncle Junior Master, you are too kind. I only have a few tracking skills, which are not good enough for me. I will have to rely on you to kill the rebels with thunderbolts in one fell swoop..."

Suddenly the sound stopped, and dots of dark green appeared in the darkness ahead, followed by a large area of ​​darkness.

"The rebel is about ten miles ahead. He noticed we were following him and deliberately sent the demon wolves to stop him."

Bian Qiuyan carefully rubbed the bloodstains wrapped around his fingertips, feeling the sound transmission.

"Breeze, disperse them."

As the "woo woo" sound of the xiao music floated into the sky, the approaching wolf demon carried the wolf demon and retreated in all directions.

Bian Qiuyan took the lead and quickly passed through the gap in the valley.

When the music sounded, the wolf retreated.

They chased for another hundred miles and forced the lone half-demon to stop in a valley surrounded by low hills on three sides. The two sides faced each other over fifty feet apart.

The half-demon had transformed into a red-faced, green-haired monster over ten feet tall. There was a deep wound on the right chest that could be seen to the bone. Half of the body was charred black, and there were several bloody claw marks and sword wounds. The half-demon was panting heavily, with no time to stop and heal. Strings of blood beads rolled from the wound to the ground, splashing blood mist and disappearing into the air.

He glared fiercely at the human monk who was chasing him with his bloodshot eyes.

The howling of wolves came from the distance.

"There are two forbidden areas in the valley ahead, interlaced. It does know how to choose a place."

After Xu Yuanchang squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully, he informed the two of them through voice transmission.

He casually inserted the red willow branch from his sleeve into the grass and walked slowly forward. The wind raised up dust and he was full of momentum, attracting the monster's attention.

"You can't escape, just surrender and don't resist in vain."

Xu Yuanchang took ten steps forward. He sensed a faint cold and ghostly aura and spoke slowly.

The half-demon's ugly face showed a struggling expression, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "I can surrender, but I beg you to spare Xiao Yi who died unjustly for me and send her remaining soul to the netherworld. She is no longer a threat to the Monster Capture Mountain."

Xu Yuanchang said calmly: "You call her out. Right and wrong will be determined by justice. If you have any grievances, you can appeal to Deputy Mountain Master Wu in person."

The half-demon muttered to himself, "We are birds of a feather. There is no hope for us." He spat out a mouthful of blood and disappeared in the blood mist.

Countless black shadows rose from the ground, and countless ghosts surrounded the two people and the small red willow tree.

A cold wind blew, the temperature dropped sharply, and the grass on the ground froze quickly.

Buzzing ghost sounds came one after another, as if chanting some strange spell.

It was pitch black within dozens of feet nearby, and pressure was gradually pressing towards the center.

Red fire patterns appeared around Bian Qiuyan, and he warned him through voice transmission: "That half-demon is also a ghost tamer. It is using the many ghosts it has collected to perform the 'Ghost Sound Chaos Soul'. Be careful with your mind and can use thunder and fire to attack. Be careful of sneak attacks from the half-demon hiding in the dark."

Xu Yuanchang raised his left hand and shouted, "Fu Chun, I'll give you one more chance. If you surrender, you still have a chance to survive."

After receiving the secret signal from Fellow Daoist Xu, Liu Xianfeng quickly sent a message to Bian Qiuyan to hide under the tree.

"My fate is in my own hands, I have to fight my way out..."

Amid the resonance of ghost sounds, the violent and wanton roar of the half-demon resounded through the air. Previously, it had only tried to buy time to sacrifice blood and cast a spell, but now it could catch the turtle in the jar and start a massacre.

After dealing with the three nasty guys who were chasing him, he would turn back and kill the other five bastards.

With so many souls of the Third Floor monks to nourish it, it hid on the island. The chaotic world was about to break out and Dingzhou was unable to take care of itself, so it was a good opportunity for it to improve its cultivation strength.

Before he finished speaking, a bright and dazzling golden light appeared in the darkness, centered on Xu Yuanchang's raised left hand, and shot out in all directions.

Xu Yuanchang deliberately waited a little longer so that the ghost could concentrate more. He never believed in little stories, let alone tears of rebellion. In just a moment, the golden light swept away the strong ghost aura.

In the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring, countless ghosts were swept into the platform of creation. The black air twisted and wailed, and melted on the platform where the light waves surged.

The rabbit lay on the top of the crystal nest, crossed his legs and watched the show leisurely.

"When the divine light of creation appears, all the evildoers disappear. It's amazing."

Xu Yuanchang was already able to control the golden light for concentrated attacks, encirclement, and restraint. At this moment, he was driving the sweeping golden light to concentrate on wrapping up a black shadow that was struggling and howling violently, just five feet away on the left.

He discovered that the golden light that the rabbit called "divine light of creation" ignored the forbidden layered areas and consumed the accumulation of the ring.

"Fu Chun, are you dead? How long are you going to stand by and watch? Hurry and save me."

The shadow let out a sharp female voice.

To Xu Yuanchang's surprise, he managed to catch a third-level ghost.

Xu Yuanchang cast a spell with each eye, and noticing the movement of the invisible object, he waved his right hand and shouted, "Rise!"

Countless small red willow trees emerged from the ground. Liu Xianfeng had already activated the roots of the red willow trees and quietly arranged them within a radius of fifty feet underground. She spared no effort to activate her magical power of making a forest out of a single tree, and in one fell swoop trapped the half-demon who had rushed within ten feet of Xu Daoyou in stealth, right at the edge of the overlapping area.

Dense wood energy gushed out, swirling around the roaring and charging half-demon.

Tightly restraining the half-demon's speed, the wood energy was like a blade, whistling and cutting.

Xu Yuanchang stepped back.

"I come!"

Bian Qiuyan saw that her junior uncle was displaying his prowess and was able to single-handedly deal with all the ghosts in the sky. She was unwilling to be left behind and was worried that she would not get a chance to escape if she did not take action.

He made a thunder gesture with his right hand and pointed it toward the sky, then dropped it towards the monster that was roaring like thunder more than ten feet away.

She had been preparing for the "thunder-inducing technique" for a long time, waiting for this moment.

The lightning tore through the night and illuminated half of the sky.

With a loud "crack", a ball of red lightning hit the monster's head hard, making it shorter. Its feet sank into the ground, and lightning flashed all over its body.

Within seven or eight feet of the monster, all trees and grass turned to ashes.

The temperature rose sharply and white steam rose from the ground.

Xu Yuanchang finally used the golden light to force the third-level female ghost into the Creation Altar.

He swung out his left hand, and three cold rays shot towards the head, chest and lower abdomen of the monster that was temporarily unable to move. He was good at seizing the opportunity to try to reap the life of the half-demon to avoid any more trouble.

His nephew looked timid and gentle, but he was very knowledgeable about the world and was very fierce in a fight, with extremely powerful methods.

The first move he made was the domineering thunder technique!

With three "puff, puff, puff" sounds, the flying knife engraved with blood runes pierced through the half-demon's body.

Immediately after a flash of fire, a flying sword chopped off the monster's head into the air, and blood splattered.

There was a headless body left on the ground, covered with scars and emitting a smell of burnt smoke. Its feet were dug deep into the ground, standing and shaking like a tree stump, but it did not fall down.

"Where else are you going?"

Liu Xianfeng felt itchy and threw her golden camphor wood away. "Bang", it hit the remaining soul of the half-demon that escaped.

Only a half-scream was heard in the air, and the half-demon completely disappeared before it could display its abilities.

The golden camphor wood swept away the shattered soul and flew back to Liu Xianfeng's hands staggeringly.

A voice in the distance called out, "There!"

The other two groups finally eliminated all interference and arrived late.

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(End of this chapter)