Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Who is Gao Lang?

A figure suddenly appeared in Wan Gu's mind. It was the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Lihuo League. He was defeated by Fang Qingyuan by some unknown means and was seriously injured and had to flee, but in the end he was taken advantage of by himself.

The Dharma image in front of him, who could ask this question, was obviously related to Fang Qingyuan. At this time, Wan Gu glanced at the flag of the fleet and understood it instantly.

Damn, the original owner showed up.

"White Walker King, Bloodeye, you two come and lend a hand, this is a tricky one."

Taoist Wangu shouted in agreement. In the distance, the Ghost King and Blood Eyes looked at the Yin-Yang Six Gods Dharma Image displayed by Fang Qingyuan. A look of fear flashed in their eyes, and they hesitated and refused to step forward.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. If we defeat this Dharma image, the half-Nascent Soul monster will be within our grasp. If the three of us join forces, we can defeat even a Nascent Soul cultivator. What else do we have to worry about?"

There was a hint of bewitching in Wan Gu's voice. After hearing what Wan Gu said, the two men looked at Qi Qi's body which was still in the illusion, and immediately showed greed.

The nature of the robbery cultivators is to be adventurous. For the sake of profit, they are willing to take risks, while the righteous cultivators will not be so extreme. Their way of handling things will be more smooth.

"Okay, I'll trust you this time, Bloody Eye, let's go."

The Ghost King recalled all the powerful ghost generals he had released, abandoned his opponents, and flew towards Wangu's direction.

The same goes for Blood Eyes. With three of them being late Jindan cultivators, and they are evil heretics who focus on combat power, when it comes to the realm of cultivation, they cannot compare to those pure-hearted Taoists, but when it comes to magic powers, it is not a problem for one of them to suppress two cultivators of the same realm.

Because they have paid a heavy price in their pursuit of power.

The three evil Jindan cultivators surrounded Fang Qingyuan's statue and without any further ado, launched various powerful attacks.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan has already confirmed that Wan Gu in front of him is the real murderer who murdered Gao Lang, the Yuanying ancestor of Lihuo League.

But for some reason, he moved away from the Baishan area and came to the West Sea, where he mixed in with the cultivators and became a wanderer.

Fang Qingyuan was rather cautious about the alliance of these three people at this moment. If he were here, he would naturally be able to kill all these Tribulation Cultivators.

But this place is a million miles away from Qiyun Fairy City's Yuanling Mansion and Fang Qingyuan's own location.

With the help of the special power of faith, Fang Qingyuan's delay has been reduced to the lowest at this moment, but the face-to-face real-time battle with the three Jindan evil cultivators still has many negative effects.

At this moment, Fang Qingyuan seemed to be controlling the character to fight with a considerable delay. If he lost, people like Qiqi and Madam Hua would not be spared.

But Fang Qingyuan was not afraid at all. He believed that he could win this extremely difficult battle.

"The true form of the ghost!"

“Blood sea evil light!”

"Black Flame Refining Soul!"

A hideous but incomplete huge ghost with a hint of Nascent Soul realm aura on its body was summoned out by the Ghost King.

He had dug countless tombs to successfully collect the remains of Nascent Soul cultivators, and then used the ghost technique to refine a ghost general with the highest combat power in the Nascent Soul field.

Although this ghost general only has a rigid Nascent Soul realm, it is a crushing blow to ordinary Jindan cultivators.

But even such a ferocious Ghost General was full of loopholes in Fang Qingyuan's eyes. As Fang Qingyuan had also studied the soul-path techniques and ghost-path magical powers, coupled with the knowledge deduced from infinite evolution, he keenly realized that the Ghost General of the Ghost King had his own unmanifested intelligence.

It's just that this budding of intelligence was suppressed by the King of the Ghosts. The King of the Ghosts was worried that if the Ghost General developed intelligence, he would not be able to control it. In the King of the Ghosts' view, the best time for the Ghost General to develop intelligence was after he had successfully formed a baby.

"Yin and Yang, a little inspiration, wake up!"

The Dharma incarnation controlled by Fang Qingyuan pointed at the center of the brow of the Ghost General of the Underworld. The scarlet eyes of this huge ghost creature, which was seven feet tall, instantly became confused.

Fang Qingyuan used a hint of inspiration created by the combination of yin and yang to stimulate the long-suppressed consciousness of the Dark Ghost General. Immediately, the Ghost King felt a huge suction force coming from the Dark Ghost General.

This is the Ghost General of the Underworld absorbing magic power from the Ghost King. Unlike the trickle before, the Ghost General of the Underworld, who has just gained consciousness, is now very greedy.

Fang Qingyuan no longer paid attention to the Ghost General of the Underworld. He focused his attention on the bloody, dark and dull column of light. As for the surging black flames of Master Wangu, they were much slower than the column of light.

The power of Blood Eye's magical powers depends on the grade and quality of the real blood of various monsters he collects, so Blood Eye is so thirsty for Qiqi's blood.

The Blood Eye, which enters the Tao through blood, has strange skills. It can manipulate the blood of cultivators of lower realms and specifically defeat magical weapons. It can pollute their spirituality and make them completely uncontrollable by their owner.

The most crucial thing is that Blood Eye's body has been refined into a pool of blood, and he can perform blood escape, making him extremely difficult to kill.

But this is only difficult to kill in the Jindan realm. In the eyes of Fang Qingyuan, who has already formed an infant, there are ways to break both the blood escape and the blood pool.

He reached out and took off the cloak made up of six kinds of faith power behind him, and threw it towards the incoming blood-red light column.

The blood-red beam of light that could crack gold and split rocks just came to Fang Qingyuan's side when it was wrapped up by the cloak and swallowed up completely like a mud cow entering the sea.

"how is this possible?"

Blood Eyes in the distance, the corners of his mouth twitched in disbelief, and he shouted in his heart, this is his most powerful magical power, how can the Dharma image in front of him be easily resolved?

But that was the fact and he had no choice but to believe it.

However, Xueyan was not discouraged, because there was a ruthless man with higher cultivation than him behind him who was about to take action. He wanted to see what would happen to this Dharma image without the protection of the six-color cloak.

But the next moment, Blood Eyes shouted in shock and anger:

"Wan Gu?! You're selling me out?"

Taoist Wangu in the back laughed and said:

"A bird in the hand is worth a hundred in the bush, Bloody Eye, you smell so good."

The raging black flames enveloped Blood Eye's body. Wan Gu, who was supposed to attack Fang Qingyuan's Yin-Yang Dharma Image, changed his target to Blood Eye Taoist.

Surrounded by raging black flames, Blood Eyes realized something was wrong and began to use Blood Escape to escape. However, he was horrified to find that the black flames had the ability to isolate space and he could not use Blood Escape.

"Ah, Wan Gu, you will not die well. King of the Others, why don't you help me?"

Amid Wangu's laughter, black flames filled the sky and completely enveloped the Blood Eye, and then disappeared from there along with Wangu's figure.

Before leaving, Wan Gu sent a message to Fang Qingyuan:

"Master Fang, we should not interfere with each other. Let's forget about this matter and see you later."

Taoist Wangu simply left, taking the unwilling Blood Eyes with him. Perhaps he knew that Fang Qingyuan was not easy to deal with, so he simply took a fellow Taoist with him to avoid returning empty-handed.

Fang Qingyuan was not too surprised at Wan Gu's betrayal. Wan Gu's style of doing things was very consistent with the style of a Jie Xiu.

And Blood Eye's cultivation level is estimated to be much lower than Wan Gu's. On the surface, both of them are in the late Jindan stage, but Fang Qingyuan can sense that Wan Gu's skills are hidden quite deeply.

Wangu can even kill Nascent Soul cultivators. Although Gao Lang is already at the end of his strength, he cannot be killed easily by anyone.

By obtaining the Nascent Soul of Gao Lang, a Nascent Soul cultivator with fire attribute, Wan Gu must have gained a lot. Although it is not a Nascent Soul, it is almost the same. That is why he can launch a sneak attack on the Blood-Eyed Taoist and succeed in one strike.

Of course, Fang Qingyuan was not interested in whether Wangu could successfully devour the Blood-Eyed Taoist in the end.

His attention was now on the White Walker King.

He lost two allies in an instant, and his strongest ghost general was now turning against his master. The Ghost King became frightened in an instant.

He knew that the Dharma image in front of him was not someone he could afford to provoke. If the three of them could join forces and have a 50% chance of winning, Wan Gu would not have schemed against the Blood-Eyed Taoist like this.

Wan Gu had never thought about joining forces with the two of them from the beginning, but he hated himself for being blinded by the immediate interests and was late in seeing the truth.

At this point, the Ghost King no longer cared about anything else. The most important thing was to save his own life. So, regardless of the fact that the Ghost General was still out of control, he summoned a flying bone boat and prepared to escape.

However, a huge black and white hand came over and crushed the flying bone boat. The Ghost King roared loudly, and the thousands of evil ghosts on his body were released and fled in all directions.

He merged into one of them, trying to hide the truth, but the ghost general locked his greedy eyes on him. No matter how he changed his tracks, the ghost general would find the connection between the two and would never miss him.

Fang Qingyuan looked at the ghosts in the sky and pointed his finger again. A huge millstone with black and white colors, yang on the top and yin on the bottom, representing the combination of yin and yang, appeared.

‘Boom! ’

As the millstone turned, ghosts were involuntarily sucked into it, and then ruthlessly crushed by the yin and yang stone mills.

Accompanied by the 'chirp' sound of ghosts disappearing, all kinds of ghosts that the Ghost King had collected for more than two hundred years were crushed by the Yin-Yang Millstone performed by his Dharma image.

After more than ten breaths, hundreds of Qi-cultivating ghosts, dozens of foundation-building ghosts, and two Jindan ghosts were all ground into balls of pure Yin Qi by this Yin-Yang Mill.

All the negative emotions carried by those ghost bodies, such as resentment, anger, fear, etc., were spit out by the Yin-Yang Grinding Wheel.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan only made a light move, and the Ghost King was already at the end of his rope. This is the gap between the Jindan and Yuanying cultivators. Not everyone can fight against a higher level cultivator.

Finally, as the Dark Ghost General chewed his flesh, the White Ghost King met the end of his life.

"My Lord, we are incapable"

Madam Hua led a group of monks to kneel in front of Fang Qingyuan's image, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Fang Qingyuan:

"We'll talk about the merits and demerits later. I can only maintain this state for a short time, so I don't have time to listen to your self-blame. Now, rebuild a shuttle and properly place Qiqi. There's no need to trade for the rest of the journey. Let's rush to Qiyun at full speed."

"I obey my orders."

"Also, since the lightning seal has been broken, I'll leave this golden armored general to you for protection."

As Fang Qingyuan's Dharma image spoke, he gave a shrunken statue of a burly general covered in golden light to Madam Hua.

After Mrs. Hua stretched out her hands to take it, she found that the little golden-armored god actually smiled at her.

She was startled. Why was the appearance of this golden-armored general so similar to the ghost general that the Ghost King had just released?

After explaining all this, the Dharma image that Fang Qingyuan had condensed with the power of faith suddenly turned into nothingness, and the original six-colored cloak also followed the channel of faith back to the Immortal Mansion, and transformed into six statues with Fang Qingyuan's face again.

Inside the Immortal Palace, Fang Qingyuan observed the power of faith condensed in the six statues. After a few breaths, he sighed slightly.

In just less than fifty breaths, the power of faith accumulated in the six statues consumed the power of faith accumulated by a million people for nearly ten years.

If it weren't for the power of faith that Fang Qingyuan gained in Qiyun Fairy City, which allowed him to send it to these six statues, it would be impossible to support Fang Qingyuan's move of sending power to such a distant place.

Perhaps if I could comprehend some magical powers related to space, next time I encounter this situation and open up a channel of faith in the void, the power of faith consumed would surely be greatly reduced.

Fang Qingyuan summarized the gains and losses of this long-distance battle. It was also the first time for Fang Qingyuan to cross a million miles and fight the enemy.

Although there was a lot of trickery involved and the cost was not cheap, I did it anyway.

With such magical powers, who among the many Nascent Soul cultivators in Qiyun City can replicate it?

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan chuckled softly a few times, then continued to review the situation.

In Madam Hua's fleet, there are some disciples of the Qingyuan Sect. These monks can be regarded as her believers and can barely serve as anchors for locating the power of faith.

But the most important thing is Qiqi. She trusts Fang Qingyuan wholeheartedly, so Fang Qingyuan can mobilize the power of faith in the fairy palace and remotely infuse it into her body.

Qiqi's realm of cultivation can also withstand the cleansing of such a large scale of faith power, but now Qiqi is washed away by the turbid current of desire of the power of faith and falls into an illusion.

It seems that if we want to continue to deploy power over ultra-long distances in the future, the power of faith is indispensable. No wonder the Tu family in the Black Wind Valley can withstand the siege of so many sects. This alone is enough.

Fang Qingyuan will continue to prioritize collecting the power of faith and adjust it up several levels.

Currently, the population of Xianfu has reached 1.2 million. With the increase in the population of Xianfu, the number of people has increased by 30,000 to 50,000 in recent years. It is estimated that it will double in less than 15 years.

As the population increases, the power of faith increases, and more children with spiritual roots are born. This is a virtuous cycle, and as long as there is enough land in the fairy palace, this cycle can continue.

Now the crisis of the fleet traveling in the open sea has been resolved, and Liu Wenyan, who led the team to Dongming Mountain to check the accounts, is also doing quite smoothly there. With Jin Baochong as the protective spirit beast, Liu Wenyan's safety is naturally guaranteed.

The research and development workshop is also progressing steadily, and with the addition of Wan Tianluo's forces, Fang Qingyuan saves a lot of effort.

So right now, Fang Qingyuan felt that it was time to improve his cultivation.