Chapter 96 Ouyang Kun
"Why panic?"
Fang Ye looked firmly at the Thunder Leopard in front of him coldly: "It's just a puppet without intelligence, so what if it has the initial strength of the Golden Core? Come with me and destroy it!"
Saying that, Fang Ye patted the storage bag lightly.
"Swish--"
Two dark figures appeared on both sides of him.
It turned out to be two tall corpses, wearing black cloaks and bamboo hats, both holding long spears.
What's more important is that the two corpses are actually in the early stages of foundation building!
"Roar!"
The Lightning Leopard felt that he was being provoked. After roaring, his body turned into a bolt of lightning and galloped away. His sharp claws flew into the air, heading straight for the culprit Fang Ye!
"Well done!"
Fang Ye threw out a silver buckler while laughing wildly, and the Thunder Leopard's mouth opened wide. It could only bite the edge of the buckler, but it was unable to penetrate the opponent's defense in a short period of time.
In the wind, two corpses flew over, and the iron spear struck the Lightning Leopard's back hard.
But the puppet couldn't feel pain. The Thunder Leopard's body was flashing with lightning, and it still kept attacking Fang Ye, as if it would not stop until this person was killed.
The bald-browed man and the old man in green also took out their spiritual weapons and launched a flanking attack from both wings.
Fang Ye still felt that it was not satisfying enough, so he raised his hand and lifted up a ghost flag from his storage bag. When he waved it, three evil ghosts flew out from it, and kept attacking the third-level puppet in front of him with shrill screams!
For a time, the Thunder Leopard was surrounded and roared again and again.
……
‘Fuck...’
Ning Daoran, who was hiding in an ancient mulberry tree, was stunned.
He thought that Fang Ye's later stage of foundation building might not be easy, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
Forgetting two corpses that were at the early stage of foundation establishment, he actually raised three ghosts that were at the early stage of foundation establishment!
No wonder Fang Ye dared to challenge the third-order early stage puppet. He indeed had the strength.
‘Nima…’
Ning Daoran suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he was not too impulsive and took action directly. Otherwise, with Fang Ye, the bald-browed man, and the old man in green, his chance of winning was only 80% at best. With this chance of winning, what's 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 going to a sinister place would encounter such a tricky idea. Fortunately, we are cautious, otherwise we would probably suffer big losses."
“Ouch~~~”
Big Benlu took it for granted and felt that his eldest brother was extremely wise.
far away.
A figure lurked in the clouds and mist. He tried his best to restrain his aura. It was the golden light Sanren after being seriously injured.
‘This person is not simple...’
Jinguang Sanren looked at Fang Ye's figure from a distance and felt a chill running down his spine.
It is unwise to be an enemy of such a person!
'Friend Daoist Ning, I'm sorry, I really don't have the ability to help you take revenge...'
He turned around quietly and disappeared into the night in the secret realm.
……
In the Bluestone Hall, the battle is still going on.
"Peng!"
The Lightning Leopard spun sharply and swept across with its sharp claws, leaving an extremely terrifying wound on the chest of a refined corpse, and even almost cut the corpse in half.
But the corpse refining couldn't feel the pain. With a wave of his spear, he smashed a piece of armor under the Thunder Leopard's neck.
Several fierce ghosts roared and tore the puppet's body apart.
Coupled with the pull of Fang Ye, the bald-browed man, and the old man in green, the Thunder Leopard was completely at a disadvantage for a while. Apart from injuring two zombies, it had no more achievements.
On the contrary, he suffered more and more injuries. Half of his body was burned black, and a large piece of his waist was cut off by Fang Ye's dagger, exposing the internal parts.
Ning Daoran looked a little greedy.
A third-level puppet is simply a treasure in the outside world of immortality. If any cultivating family can own a third-level puppet, its intimidating power is actually the same as owning an early golden elixir ancestor.
Moreover, most of the materials for refining third-level puppets are third-level materials, especially some of the main materials, which may be common with the materials for third-level formations. This makes Ning Daoran, an immortal cultivator who is very good at living at home, very be envious!
‘Almost…’
Ning Daoran's eyes were cold, he was waiting for a chance to take action.
Once you take action, you must make sure that the three monks, the zombies, and the ghosts in front of you 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 staggered, and many of its core components were destroyed.
"Die!"
In a ray of dark blue flames, the dagger bloomed with rays of light. The moment it passed by, the Thunder Leopard's huge head slowly rolled down from its neck.
Until his death, this fierce puppet was still holding down the two refined corpses with one claw.
"Young master, good tricks!"
The bald-browed man admired sincerely.
However, at the moment when he was admiring, a ray of green light suddenly emerged from the center of his eyebrows, and then his body was directly divided into two by a jade-colored short sword. It was the masterpiece of Ning Daoran's second-level top-grade spiritual weapon, the jade sword!
"Huh--" The moment he appeared, Ning Daoran waved the green ghost flag, and suddenly there were many ghost shadows. The terrifying figure of the empress in green swept away and entangled Fang Ye with the combat power of the quasi-golden elixir!
"You!"
The old man in green was stunned: "You're not dead?!"
Ning Daoran's body sank, and he disappeared instantly. When he appeared, he was already behind the opponent, and a green dragon gun swept past!
Blood rain scattered in all directions, and with just one shot, the head of the old man who had the strength of the early stage of foundation building was smashed directly, and blood splashed everywhere for a while!
"You bastard!"
Fang Ye roared angrily, while activating his magic power to resist the entanglement of the Tsing Yi Empress, while looking at the corpses of his two subordinates, he said: "Who are you? The Chaos Sect has no such strength as you in the early stage of foundation building... You have no idea He’s not from the Chaos Sect!”
"I am born as a member of the Chaos Sect, and die as a ghost of the Chaos Sect!"
Ning Daoran shouted something that was enough to make senior sister Jiang Yu ecstatic.
With a flash of his hand, the Green Dragon Spear disappeared, replaced by a true feather fan. A flame filled with Transformation Level True Yang Furnace Technique was swung out from the true feather fan!
“Ho ho ho~~~”
In the air, three demons at the early stage of foundation building let out extremely miserable screams. In the blink of an eye, they were burned to pieces by the true sun flames, and their bones turned to ashes!
This level of True Yang mana can't even be resisted by the Queen in Tsing Yi at the Golden Core level, let alone these foundation-building ghosts.
"You..."
Fang Ye was furious: "Who are you? There are no people like you in the Chaos Sect!!!"
While speaking, Fang Ye raised his hand and pointed, and suddenly a series of ghostly command flags flew out from the storage bag. In an instant, dozens of ghosts appeared around, basically all of them had perfect fighting power.
“Strength 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.
"Pengpengpeng..."
Amidst the sound of expansion, one after another paper figures turned into men and women. Although these paper figures were not injected with soul, they still had less than 10% of Ning Daoran's combat power.
And with Ning Daoran's background, his 10% combat power is much stronger than Qi Refining Perfection!
"Kill them all!"
He raised his hand slightly, and a group of paper figures chased and beat up a group of fierce ghosts.
"You..."
Fang Ye finally understood why this kid was not killed by his own spiritual weapon. It was probably because of the paper man substitute.
"Do you think you can kill me this way?"
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sinister smile.
Ning Daoran frowned and said behind him: "Old Lu, does he think I can't kill him?"
Suddenly, the corners of one man's and one deer's mouths slowly raised, and they let out jeering laughter.
The next moment, Ning Daoran took pictures of the storage bag, and six array flags and six array disks flew out instantly. After he fired the spells continuously, a blood-transforming soul-chasing array instantly rose into the sky, covering an area of dozens of feet. All covered in it.
To be able to deploy a second-level mid-level formation so quickly, most people simply do not have this ability. It must be a formation master of the same level!
"You...are you an array master?"
Fang Ye was shocked.
"Why are you talking so much?"
After Ning Daoran formed the formation, he walked towards Fang Ye with the Qinglong Spear.
In the strong wind, the gun light in the Blood Soul Chasing Formation surged, and blood blades danced wildly in the air. Fang Ye's screams and wailings were also heard from among them. In the later stage of foundation building, even though he was fighting for strength and mana, he was actually... Being crushed by Ning Daoran.
A moment later.
Ning Daoran held the blood-stained 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, and then search for the soul.
‘Fuck...’
The results of the soul search surprised Ning Daoran!
This Fang Ye is actually the young master of the Demonic Tiansha Sect!
His real name is Ouyang Kun, and he is a disciple of Ouyang Po, the supreme elder of Tiansha Sect and a great monk in the middle stage of Jindan!
As a disciple of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Kun can be said to have been trained by Ouyang Po, so he can have two foundation-building refining corpses and three foundation-building ghosts. These details are something that other Tiansha sect disciples dare not even think about. Thought.
There is one thing Ning Daoran doesn't quite understand.
The Tiansha Sect is obviously a demonic sect in the north of Qingzhou, but the young master of the Tiansha Sect actually went to Shanyang County to look for an opportunity, and killed the foundation of the Chaos Sect at will. How arrogant is that?
Unfortunately, he kicked the iron plate and was killed by Ning Daoran.
……
After collecting the storage bag, Ning Daoran fired out several blasts of Samadhi True Fire, burning all the corpses 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 may be useful things. Although I don't recognize them now, they may 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 causing any more unnecessary trouble.
Not long after, the mana fluctuations of a formation appeared within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.
It was the one-way formation that Fang Ye mentioned.
Ning Daoran frowned and ignored it, but continued to return the same way. Then he used the True Yang Furnace Technique to dispel the mist of Yin Qi, and took the big stupid deer into a stream of light back to the Chaos Sect.
In the courtyard shrouded in small clouds and mist.
Make a cup of spiritual tea, take a sip, and feel refreshed. As for the evil place these days... just pretend that nothing happened!
(End of chapter)