With just one blow from the magic weapon, most of the entire Langhuan Jade Terrace collapsed!
And the old monster Zong under the black jade seal turned into ashes without saying a word!
In the sky, dozens of ancestors who were stepping on magic weapons and protecting their bodies by forming pills stopped one after another, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
No matter whether the black jade seal hit any of them on the head, they had no chance of survival!
After seeing Ancestor Fang kill Zhi Xiu with one blow, they couldn't help but shout: "Ancestor's power!"
"Demons, monsters, and heretics... dare to show their ugliness!"
"As long as our ancestors are here, our countries in the far west will be as stable as Mount Tai!"
…
Aaron was too lazy to pay attention to the compliments of these people. He just climbed up into the air and said in a cold voice: "Everyone, come out!"
The expressions of the other alchemy monks changed slightly.
Could it be that... there are still sneaky cultivators lurking around?
Just when they secretly communicated with the magic weapon and used the spiritual eye technique, white clouds suddenly fell from the sky.
Those are not snowflakes, but pieces of paper money the size of copper coins!
Amid the paper money in the sky, a team of carriages and horses made entirely of paper came flying through the sky riding on black clouds.
The guards guarding the carriages and horses, the servants surrounding them, and the maids...were all just paper figures!
But their expressions also carry the reverence and loyalty of living people...
That feeling of confusion between life and death makes every monk shudder.
"Paper Demon... This is the Paper Demon carriage... Among that carriage, there must be a Paper Demon!"
The female alchemy cultivator who spoke before exclaimed in surprise.
The so-called 'paper demon' is naturally the first mortal to understand the art of origami. Of course, it is up to the demon cultivator to admit it or not...
"This paper demon was originally just a mortal, but just a few years ago, he was able to make a puppet out of the old monster Zong... This, this is unreasonable!"
The other monks didn't know what they were feeling.
The strange magic brought by this blood moon is really eye-opening!
Even... quite heartwarming!
After all, combat power can be achieved extremely quickly. If you can really live forever...then what else is there to say?
But monks are all cunning and cunning people, and they obviously understand that there is no free lunch in the world... Therefore, although there are some who take the initiative to become possessed, they are only a very small number.
Most of them are still waiting and watching.
"The Nascent Soul cultivator is really no small matter..."
The curtains of the carriage opened, revealing a pale young man with a sick smile on his face: "I wonder if my ancestor would be my paper man?"
Aaron's expression remained unchanged: "You alone are no match for me...let those guys come out!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many alchemy cultivators changed, and there was actually one?
"As expected of the Yuanying old monster, he has extraordinary spiritual knowledge!"
An old voice sounded.
Next to the paper caravan, a dirty old beggar suddenly appeared. His mouth was full of yellow and black teeth, his hair was disheveled and sparse, he was skinny and skinny, and he looked like he was going to die at any time.
His body was covered with colorful small purses. With a tap, all kinds of strange birds and animals jumped out and circled around him like guards.
"It's a beggar demon. This person practices the art of harvesting and cutting! He is good at the 'method of making animals' and has harmed many children in the Flower Kingdom! These monsters were refined by him using humans!" Gu Ming
A pill-forming monk said with genuine fear.
At the same time, as the earth trembled, two more terrifying figures rushed towards them.
One of them is a huge meat mountain with countless faces emerging on the surface. It is the 'Meat Demon Mountain' that was born after a pill-forming monk became possessed by the devil.
On the other side is a third-level monster. Its body is like a mountain, and its hair is as sharp and straight as a sword. It is a black wolf monster!
At this time, a line of blood appeared on the lower abdomen of the black wolf demon, and then a pair of jade hands separated it, and a delicate beauty walked out. The huge demon wolf skin automatically shrunk and turned into a black cloak.
On the beautiful shoulders.
"Painted Skin Demon! This demon has the art of repairing painted skin... It is said that every time he peels off a piece of skin, he can completely gain the opponent's cultivation level after wearing it! This third-level monster should be the Black Wolf King of Black Wind Mountain
’, he was also attacked by a poisonous hand!"
An old alchemy cultivator sighed.
To be honest, if worshiping the moon was not a matter of life and death, not only would he be able to obtain all kinds of weird secrets and scriptures... but he would also have the possibility of becoming a blood demon, a flesh demon, or a bone demon. He might not be able to help but want to try it.
It's a trick.
After all, a mortal wearing a piece of human skin can possess the physique and magic power of a pill-forming monster... This is simply too scary!
It also makes the monks like them unstable!
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"The four great Dharma Kings of the Moon Worshiping Sect have met Patriarch Fang and all of you!"
The woman bowed tenderly and smiled.
"The Moon Worshiping Sect? Have you, the evil cultivators, actually formed a sect?" Aaron's tone was calm, and his expression showed no emotion or anger, but the expressions of those pill-forming monks changed drastically.
If these weird monks were to unite, these four Dharma Kings alone might be able to destroy any alchemy-forming sect!
"The progress of this trick cultivation method is really... amazing!"
More than one pill-forming monk murmured in his heart.
"Ahem... That's right... We formed the Moon Worshiping Sect just because we wanted to find a place in the Far West." The paper demon said: "Ahem... I also ask fellow Taoists to give me a way out...
Otherwise, it is not what we want if all the lives of people are destroyed."
Doing the cruelest things and saying the most cowardly words is what he is like.
Aaron complained in his mind, and then sighed.
'Unexpectedly... when mystery and immortality are combined, not only do not all of them turn into monsters, but weird vitality is born... These origami, animal making, skin painting and other techniques... can be considered to broaden the boundaries of immortality, right?'
People who worship the moon do not necessarily turn into monsters, they may also gain some benefits.
But when Aaron looked at the four great Dharma kings, he knew that their paths actually had flaws, and if they wanted to practice cultivation, it would be very costly!
For example, that paper demon looks like he has a short lifespan, and his lifespan may not be as long as that of an ordinary mortal!
It’s nice to talk about immortality!
'Perhaps in the later stage of cultivation, you will need to transfer your consciousness into the paper man?'
'But paper doesn't last long either...'
"Haha... You fellow cultivators want to negotiate terms with our righteous cultivators. I wonder if your leader is here?" Aaron asked with a smile.
"Our leader's whereabouts are uncertain. Maybe next time he comes out of the mountain, he will be comparable to the Nascent Soul!"
The Painted Skin Demon replied with a smile.
'Come on... you don't have a leader at all... if there is a Nascent Soul level crafty cultivator in the far west, I won't know about it?'
Aaron rolled his eyes in his heart, but on the surface he said righteously: "This ancestor and the evil cultivator are incompatible with each other! Kill!"
He issued an order and directly ordered the pill-forming monks to attack the four great Dharma Kings of the Moon Worship Sect.
"Hey... do you think you can deceive me by using origami to create four avatars?"
Aaron seemed confident: "Their true bodies are not here. As long as you understand their weird spells and don't touch the taboos, they are just four more difficult pill formations... Don't be frightened! Their true bodies are
, just one hundred and fifty miles southeast!"
After hearing this, the expressions of the four Dharma Kings of the Moon Worship Sect changed continuously...
