Chapter 282: Cutting the Grass and Seeking to Eradicate the Root
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 282: Cutting the Grass and Seeking to Eradicate the Root
"Master, if we think of other ways, wouldn't it be a bit risky for you to do so?"
The earnest voice of the cave spirit sounded in Feng Qing'an's ears, but Feng Qing'an ignored it. He didn't want to see what kind of monsters dared to take advantage of Nan Ge.
Where is his head?
"I think a group of evil monks who associate with ghosts can hurt him?"
Feng Qing'an sneered and said, if he could deny the Taoist Xuanzong and the Mahayana Buddhist Temple, and focus on Nange, then he would go directly to Donghuang without a second thought.
Could it be that the person who was keeping an eye on Nan Ge was a group of heretics who enslaved ghosts and fought with them? If such monks appeared in Qi State, which was in chaos like the Ming Dynasty, he could guess what they would do.
In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of. In his eyes, no one has any cultivation level. Once they meet him, Dongchang will not be chopped down by his sword.
How much better is it to kill the evil god.
"Even if that's the case, Master, you don't have to put that mark on yourself. Where you stand now, they will definitely be watching you."
"Just what he wanted."
When Feng Qing'an heard these words, not only did his face show no trace of sadness, but he actually smiled. However, his eyes had already accumulated murderous intent that had been suppressed for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to explode.
come out.
"master……"
"Shut up."
However, Feng Qing'an didn't have the patience to continue listening. He stretched out his legs and lightly touched, and the cave entrance that appeared next to him disappeared. Along with it, the chattering sound of the cave spirit disappeared.
At this moment, Feng Qing'an was alone, without any beasts around him, but as the master of the heavenly beasts, he didn't care whether the beasts were around or not.
The existence of the soul bond allows him to ignore the spatial distance and mobilize his power. This is so exquisite and mysterious that even Donghuang was amazed. It also makes the beast control master seem to be alone and easy to bully, but in fact, it is connected to many powerful beings and can be controlled at any time.
From a weak and hopeful person to a ferocious and terrifying monster.
Feng Qing'an walked out of the cave and appeared at the exact place where he killed an evil water king, but by the bank of a river.
Looking at the waves rushing past in front of him, there seems to be a faint trace of blood lingering in the river bay, but Feng Qing'an looks at the sky in the distance where there are faint gray clouds drifting.
Just as the cave spirit said, the moment he walked out of the cave, he was quickly locked with the mark, and the throbbing feeling that gradually became stronger in the dark told him that there was
What's wrong with him? Something that can pose a threat is approaching him.
boom!
In the direction Feng Qingan was looking at, a blue-black mysterious light was like a sharp sword. It tore the floating clouds in the sky into two in an instant. A cone-shaped hole was spreading, and then quickly spread to both sides.
It spread sideways, pushing the clouds away, and the long sky became empty.
"North and South!"
A shout full of excitement rang out, echoing in the river and in the air. Soon, the voice changed and was full of anger, which contained the violence and murderous intention that Ye Chang was pouring out.
"Who am I? Where are the north and the south?"
"..."
Feng Qing'an glanced at the tall armored ghost in front of him with an expressionless and indifferent expression, then glanced at the noisy guy and then looked at the nothingness behind him.
"Asshole!"
The Yin Ling girl whom I longed for, the foundation for enlightenment, turned into a red-clothed young man with handsome features, masculine appearance, and divine appearance. He was not a human race, but it was very different from what he imagined. The young master of the Yin Hun Sect
Hard to accept.
The young sect master who used his physical body to transform into a ghost had a more violent and manic temperament than when he was in human form. How could he endure being so despised by a young man from a clan?
With a roar, the originally tall body of about ten feet suddenly grew rapidly, and soon turned into a five-foot-long, burly and strong monster body. It was like a tower. Looking down from it, it looked smaller and smaller compared to it.
The wind is calm and terrifying, and the air is heavy enough to make you suffocate.
"He wants to see if I have anything!?"
The monster, whose body was swelling rapidly, was like a ghost nest at this moment. Dozens to hundreds of evil ghosts swarmed out of his body and wrapped around the ghost claws he stretched out towards Feng Qing'an.
That monster that could no longer tell whether it was a human or a ghost, or whether it was a monster or something else, even in a state of madness, still retained a certain degree of sanity. In his eyes, the existence of Feng Qingan was really too weird.
Simply incomprehensible.
Even if Dong consciously moved his legs, he would not test Feng Qing'an with his own body.
When Feng Qing'an saw the ghostly guy, he stretched out his legs and took out the weakest sword in his legs - the Green God Sword. Infused with the power of the flaming sun, he raised the edge of the sword and swung the sword to the east, using the Yanlong Sword Qi.
Roared out.
"Young Sect Master, be careful."
In the void that Feng Qingan was looking at just now, a figure wearing black armor suddenly jumped out and pulled the tower-like ghost in front of him back, allowing him to avoid the ray of light that was emitted.
The light caused the entangled ghost to emit the wailing Flame Dragon Sword Qi.
But even so, the sword energy that passed through the sky like a blazing sun cut off a giant claw by its roots, and also caused the hundreds of evil ghosts entangled in it to let out desperate howls, and then burst into destruction.
"I!"
If he tried it, he lost one arm. The intense pain caused the ghost's face to become extremely distorted. He stared at Feng Qing'an, and there was even a substantial green will-o'-the-wisp spouting out of his eyes.
He never thought that it would be like this. It turned out that the Dacheng Qinggui fighting body that had just been praised by the two elders would be killed by an arm the moment he met someone.
If his protector hadn't appeared in time, he would have lost not just a leg and an arm, but his whole body would have been chopped off by that sword.
If that were not the case, then he would be frustrated to death, because the Mahayana green ghost fighting body that attracted the envy of many disciples, and even the elders would praise it, was not the magical leg that he showed off
It's just a paragraph, he secretly hid even more magical powers, secrets and magic weapons.
He hid so many legs and was hacked to death without even using any of them. Even if he is a dead soul, he will probably not rest in peace when he reaches the east of Jiuquan.
"Young Sect Leader, please don't be impulsive."
The protector's voice rang in his ears. The protector, who was mostly silent and had no sense of existence, was staring at Feng Qing'an with an extremely solemn expression.
Because he couldn't see the real details of Feng Qingan at all, then it was beyond his knowledge.
At first glance, he seems to be a young human race who is full of vitality and full of blood. However, upon closer inspection, you can see that he actually contains immortal energy and hidden spiritual bones. However, upon closer inspection, you find that the young man has
The outside of the body is empty, and there is no trace of cultivation in the body, as if there is no cultivation.
Such a fact naturally made the black-armored protector dare not act rashly, because he felt that what he saw was not what they wanted him to see. In fact, he didn't even touch the bottom of the family.
The performance of the wrong party just now and the sword he swung undoubtedly proved his guess. The wrong party did not take the young sect leader seriously at all, and he discovered his existence from the beginning. He practiced hard all his life.
, the secret method of escaping into the void is of no use in front of the wrong party.
As for the green ghost fighting body practiced by the young sect master, it would be a joke in front of the wrong party. If he had not pulled it in time just now, the immortal figure who had already been recognized by the ancestors of the sect would have been hacked to death by now.
.
"What's my relationship with Nan Beifou?"
A searing pain came from the broken arm, deep into the bone marrow, and even the soul twitched due to it, making the young master of the Yinhun Sect realize that the young man in front of him had an unusual origin, but even so, he was not willing to give up.
Then can he take advice from Daoji?
How could he let it go? Once he missed it, he would never meet him again for the rest of his life. In his lifetime, let alone being on par with his ancestors, it would be considered good to be able to touch the threshold of the path of immortality.
"Nan Bei? You don't even know your real name, so you dare to chase after him rashly. Who gave me the courage?"
Feng Qingan's eyes only then looked at the monster whose severed arm had begun to regenerate, and there was undisguised contempt in his expression.
It is inappropriate for a good person to train his true body into a monster.
[Race: Aoki]
[Attributes: Yin, Spirit, Beast]
[Potential Level: King·Waiting]
[Combat power level: Lord·Waiting]
According to the system's appraisal standards, the guy in front of him is no longer a human race, but a alien that can be contracted. Of course, with Feng Qingan Ruming's vision, he can't see that kind of thing. He thinks it's ridiculous,
"He knows that it is not her real name, but what does it matter? He just wants to know what is the relationship between me and her, and where is she now?"
The young sect leader who was half-mutilated by a sword still had no intention of retreating. He stared at Feng Qing'an with his eyes fixed on him, making useless efforts.
That means when he tried to question Feng Qing'an, two red-haired old men also chased him, and the aura emitted by their bodies made Feng Qing'an look slightly sideways. After feeling it carefully,
, and stopped looking at them.
Xuanmen monks in the Yuan Dan realm are divided into nine levels according to the grade of the Yuan Dan they form. Among them, Yuan Dan in the third level can be called the real person of No Jin Dan, because they can rely on the
With his own power, he can step into the eastern realm.
The monks of the third grade can also be called Yuandan great monks. If they have the right opportunity, they can also break into the cave profound realm. There is no chance like that.
The vast majority of Yuandan monks of the middle and third grades will die of old age at that level, without any hope of being remonstrated. As for the third grade of the East, there is no need to say more.
The Yuan Dan monks of the Eastern Third Grade are also called Zadan monks. The status of such monks is not even as good as those monks with outstanding talents in the Mortal Realm.
The reason why that situation occurs is because some Eastern third-grade Yuan Dan can be forcibly condensed through side steps such as blood sacrifice or refining spiritual objects. The combat power of such monks is
as their status.
Just like the two old men who hurried over in front of him, Feng Qing'an could tell with just one glance whether they were Yuan Dan monks of the third grade of the East through the complex energy.
"Young Sect Master."
Feng Qing'an didn't open his mouth or shut up. The expression of the black-armored Taoist Protector had changed drastically. The extreme sense of danger stimulated his soul. The young man who originally looked ordinary had turned into a monster in his eyes.
Great beast.
"torch."
That time, the black-armored protector didn't even discuss anything with the young sect leader. He stretched out his legs and threw out a stream of black energy, which turned into an iron rope, hooked the ghost's figure, and swung it behind him, but he himself didn't get out of the way.
In a flash, he transformed into a black-armored general and bumped into Feng Qing'an's sword, which he had raised again and swung eastward.
Zhi~
A sharp and piercing sound of metal friction sounded. The Green Divine Sword, which was no different from a divine weapon to Feng Qingan, finally showed its shortcomings at this moment. After all, it was transformed by the canine teeth of the mountain god that fell off.
If you bully some little devils and brats, you will naturally be able to catch them, and if you can defeat a guy with both strength and background like you are in front of you, the sword light may seem magnificent, but it cannot even break through the armor of your opponent.
"That Wei Yuanzi, the young sect leader of his family has been practicing kung fu and qi to the point of losing his mind. His words are often offensive. I would like to ask you to forgive me and don't blame him. I will take the young sect leader away in Dongna and never disturb him again."
Young Master."
Seeing that the armor he was wearing blocked the sword light, although he also felt the pain of the Yanyang sword energy burning everything, he could not hold on. This made the black-armored protector feel a little relieved for a moment.
The confidence to negotiate with the wrong party, even after opening the mouth, refused to give in.
Because of the indifference with which the wrong party strolled around the courtyard and the indifferent demeanor he maintained at all times, he was really unsure.
Even now, he has not seen the origin and details of Wufang. The two swords that were drawn out by Sheituo are more like the actions of Fufeng. Wongfang did not make any real move at all.
"Insane? Then close it. If something happens, you can just say a few words to get over it."
Feng Qing'an put away Qingshen, turned around and drew out the Xunfeng Sword, and with the black-armored protector's expression suddenly becoming desperate, he swung his sword to kill Dong.
Yin ~
Qingyue's dragon roar sounded, and a blue dragon roared out from the sword edge, swallowing up the black-armored figure in an instant. The sharp edge of the divine weapon in it tore his armor with the scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night in an instant.
Metal debris scattered all over the sky.
"How dare I do this? If they can be members of the Yinhun Sect, then can they be the first sect leader appointed by their sect ancestor?"
Seeing the young man in red clothes with a dragon sword on his legs, who had destroyed the specially arranged guardian with just two swords, the two elders who were chasing him were almost stunned.
At this moment, they still did not forget their responsibilities. While running away, they shouted out the origin and background of the young sect master, hoping to scare the wrong party.
"Cut the grass to get rid of the roots, Yinhun Sect, he has forgotten."