Chapter 96 Ouyang Kun
"Why panic?"
Fang Ye looked at the Lightning Leopard in front of him with a determined look, "It's just a puppet without intelligence. Even if it has the strength of an early Golden Core, what does it matter? Come on, kill it together!"
As he spoke, Fang Ye gently patted the storage bag.
“Swish—”
Two dark figures appeared on either side of him.
They turned out to be two tall refined corpses, wearing black cloaks, hats on their heads, and holding spears in their hands.
More importantly, both of the refined corpses were actually in the early stages of foundation building!
"roar!"
The Lightning Leopard felt that he was being provoked. After a roar, his body turned into a flash of lightning and rushed away with his sharp claws in the air, heading straight for the culprit Fang Ye!
“Well done!”
Fang Ye threw out a silver round shield with wild laughter, and the Thunder Leopard immediately opened its bloody mouth. It could only bite the edge of the round shield "sizzling" and could not break through the opponent's defense in a short time.
In the wind, two refined corpses flew over, and the iron spears hit the back of the Thunder Leopard fiercely.
But puppets have no sense of pain. The Lightning Leopard was covered in flashes of lightning, but it continued to attack Fang Ye fiercely, as if it would not stop until it killed this man.
The bald-browed man and the old man in green also took out their spiritual weapons and launched a pincer attack from both wings.
Fang Ye still felt that it was not enough, so he raised his hand and took out a ghost flag from his storage bag. When he waved it, three evil ghosts flew out of it, and they kept attacking the third-level puppet in front of them with shrill screams! For a while, the Lightning Leopard was besieged and roared continuously.
…
“Oh shit…”
Ning Daoran, who was using Wood Release in an ancient mulberry tree, was stunned.
He had thought that Fang Ye, who was in the late stage of foundation building, might not be simple, but he did not expect that he was so simple.
It would be fine if he only had two corpses at the initial stage of foundation building, but he actually raised three evil spirits that were comparable to those at the initial stage of foundation building! No wonder Fang Ye dared to challenge the initial stage 3 puppet, he really had the strength to do so.
"Nima..."
Ning Daoran suddenly felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, he did not act too impulsively. Otherwise, with the background of Fang Ye, the bald-browed man, and the old man in green, his chance of winning would only be 80% at most. With such a low chance of winning, what was the difference between taking action and committing suicide?
"Old Deer, look, the world is dangerous..."
He sent a message to the big stupid deer who was watching the show in Lingpu Cave: "Who would have thought that a trip to the evil land would lead to such a tricky idea? Fortunately, we are cautious, otherwise we would have suffered a great loss."
“Ah~~~”
Big Dumb Deer agreed with this and thought his elder brother was very wise.
far away.
A figure was hiding in the clouds and mist, trying his best to restrain his breath. It was none other than the seriously injured Jin Guang San Ren.
"This person is not simple..."
Jin Guang Sanren looked at Fang Ye's figure from afar and felt a chill down his spine.
It is unwise to make an enemy of such a person! 'Fellow Daoist Ning, I'm sorry, I really don't have the ability to help you get revenge...'
He turned quietly and disappeared into the night in the secret realm.
…
In the bluestone hall, the battle is still going on.
"Bang!"
The Lightning Leopard spun rapidly, and its sharp claws swept across, leaving an extremely horrifying wound on the chest of a corpse, and almost cutting the corpse in half.
But the corpse could not feel pain. With a swing of his spear, he knocked off a piece of armor under the neck of the Thunder Leopard.
Several evil ghosts roared and kept tearing the puppet's body apart.
Coupled with the pulling of Fang Ye, the bald-browed man, and the old man in green, the Lightning Leopard was completely at a disadvantage for a while. Apart from injuring two corpses, it did not achieve any other results.
Instead, his body was suffering from more and more injuries. Half of his body was burnt black, and a large piece of his waist was cut off by Fang Ye's dagger, revealing the internal parts.
Ning Daoran looked a little envious.
A third-order puppet is a treasure to the outside world of immortal cultivation. If any immortal cultivation family can own a third-order puppet, its deterrent power is actually the same as having an early-stage golden elixir ancestor.
Moreover, most of the materials for refining third-order puppets are third-order materials, especially some main materials, which may be common with the materials of third-order formations. This makes Ning Daoran, a cultivator who is very good at living at home, very envious!
"Almost..."
Ning Daoran's eyes were cold as he was waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Once he attacks, he must ensure that the three cultivators, corpse refiners, and evil spirits in front of him don't have much chance to fight back.
…
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
After a fierce battle, the Thunder Leopard was staggering and many of its core components were destroyed.
“Die!”
In a deep blue flame, the short sword glowed with rosy light. The moment it passed by, the huge head of the Thunder Leopard slowly rolled down from its neck.
Until its death, this ferocious puppet was still holding down two corpses with one claw.
"Young Master, what a trick!"
The bald-browed man admired sincerely.
However, at the moment he was admiring, a ray of green light suddenly shone from his forehead, and then his body was directly cut in two by a jade-colored short knife. It was the masterpiece of Ning Daoran's second-level top-grade spiritual weapon jade knife! "Hu——"
The moment he appeared, Ning Daoran waved the Green Ghost Flag, and suddenly there were many ghost shadows. The terrifying figure of the lady in green flashed away and entangled Fang Ye with the combat power of quasi-golden elixir!
"you!"
The old man in green was stunned: "You are not dead?!"
Ning Daoran's body sank and he disappeared from the spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind the opponent, sweeping past with a Green Dragon Spear!
Blood rained everywhere. With just one shot, the old man's head, who was at the initial stage of foundation building, was smashed. Blood splattered everywhere! "You bastard!"
Fang Ye roared, urging his magic power to fight against the entanglement of the Green-clothed Lady, while looking at the corpses of his two subordinates, and said: "Who are you? The Chaos Sect definitely does not have a foundation-building initial stage with your combat power... You are not a member of the Chaos Sect at all!"
"I am a member of the Chaos Sect when I am alive, and I will be a ghost of the Chaos Sect when I die!"
Ning Daoran shouted out words that were enough to make Senior Sister Jiang Yu ecstatic.
In a flash, the Azure Dragon Spear disappeared, and was replaced by a True Feather Fan. A blazing flame filled with the True Yang Furnace Art of the Transformation Realm was swung out from the True Feather Fan!
In the air, three evil ghosts at the initial foundation building level let out extremely miserable screams, and in the blink of an eye, they were burned by the fierce flames of True Yang, their bodies rotten and their bones turned to ashes!
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Even the Green-robed Lady at the Golden Core level cannot resist this level of True Yang magic power, let alone these foundation-building evil spirits.
"you……"
Fang Ye was furious: "Who the hell are you? There is no one like you in the Chaos Sect!!!"
As he spoke, Fang Ye raised his hand and pointed. Suddenly, ghostly command flags flew out of his storage bag. In an instant, dozens of ghosts appeared around, and most of them had the combat power of perfect Qi training.
"More powerful than in numbers?"
Ning Daoran's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and threw out dozens of paper substitutes made from the sap of the Xuanshuang tree.
“Boom boom boom…”
Amid the sound of expansion, the paper figures turned into men and women. Although these paper figures were not infused with souls, their combat power was roughly less than 10% of Ning Daoran's.
And with Ning Daoran's background, his 10% combat power is much stronger than that of the perfect Qi Refining! "Kill them all!"
He raised his hand lightly, and a group of paper figures chased after a group of evil spirits and beat them up.
"you…………"
Fang Ye finally understood why this kid was not killed by his spiritual weapon. It was probably because of the paper man substitute.
"Do you think you can kill me like this?"
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a sinister smile.
Ning Daoran frowned and said to the man behind him, "Old Deer, does he think I can't kill him?"
Suddenly, the corners of the man and the deer's mouths slowly curled up, and they let out a hickey of laughter.
The next moment, Ning Daoran slapped his storage bag repeatedly, and six formation flags and six formation plates flew out instantly. After he continuously chanted the spell, a Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Formation instantly rose into the sky, covering an area of dozens of feet.
To be able to set up a second-order mid-grade formation so quickly, most people simply don't have the ability to do so. It requires a formation master of the same level!
"You...you are a formation master?"
Fang Ye was horrified.
"Why are you talking so much?"
After Ning Daoran set up the formation, he walked towards Fang Ye holding the Qinglong Spear.
In the wild wind, the spear light in the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Formation surged, and blood blades danced in the air. Fang Ye's screams and wails could be heard among them. He was in the late stage of foundation building, and he was crushed by Ning Daoran in terms of strength and magic power.
After a moment.
Ning Daoran held the bloodstained Qinglong Spear in his right hand and Fang Ye's body in his left hand and slowly walked out of the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Formation.
First take the opponent's storage bag, then search his soul.
“Oh shit…”
The result of the soul search surprised Ning Daoran! This Fang Ye was actually the young master of the Demonic Heavenly Demon Sect!
His real name is Ouyang Kun, and he is the disciple of Ouyang Po, the supreme elder of Tiansha Sect and a great cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan!
As a disciple of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Kun has received the utmost training from Ouyang Po, so he has two foundation-building corpses and three foundation-building evil spirits. These are the resources that other Tianshamen disciples cannot even imagine.
There was one thing Ning Daoran didn't quite understand.
Tiansha Sect was clearly a demon sect in the north of Qingzhou, but the young master of Tiansha Sect actually went to Shanyang County to look for opportunities, and he casually killed the foundation-building cultivators of Chaos Sect. How arrogant was he? Unfortunately, he hit a wall and was easily killed by Ning Daoran.
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After collecting the storage bag, Ning Daoran shot out several rays of Samadhi True Fire, which burned the bodies of Fang Ye, the bald-browed man and others into ashes.
In addition, the corpse of the third-level puppet Thunder Leopard was also put into the storage bag. These might be useful things. Although I don’t recognize them now, they might be useful in the future.
Then he put the secret treasure box in the bluestone hall into the storage bag.
After finishing all this, Ning Daoran returned the same way, interweaving earth and wood escape techniques along the way to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
Not long after, the magical fluctuations of a formation appeared within the range of his spiritual sense.
It was exactly the one-way formation that Fang Ye mentioned.
Ning Daoran frowned, but ignored it and continued back the same way. He then used the True Yang Furnace Technique to dispel the yin fog and turned into a stream of light to return to Chaos Sect with the big stupid deer.
In the courtyard shrouded by a small cloud of mist.
Brew a cup of spiritual tea, take a sip, and you will feel refreshed. As for the evil place these days... just pretend nothing happened!
(End of this chapter)