Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 968

[Chapter 966: Fierce Power]

“But the evil king himself, who can command all the evil spirits, must have extraordinary magical powers.”

Fang Xi looked at this group of young people and couldn’t help but give them a reminder.

“Haha, we are all here, the demonic clowns, just waiting to surrender… If you are scared, Fellow Daoist Fang, you might as well hide aside and cheer for us.”

‘Flying Dragon Sword’ Jian Caifei finally couldn’t bear it anymore and said sarcastically.

“That’s right… Look at the magic weapon in his hand. It’s so crude that it’s not even worthy of being called a flying sword.”

Several young Taoists from Banshan Dao knew that Jian Caifei, the master of the Flying Dragon Sword, was the most outstanding among their group of young swordsmen, and had long wanted to curry favor with him, so they joined in the fun.

“snort.”

Fang Xi was joking in his heart, but his face turned pale as he said, “You are blind. This flying sword of mine is an ancient treasure called the ‘Demon Slaying Sword’. It has 180,000 secret seals of the Devil, which can restrain the power of the Devil from outside the domain and use it for oneself. However, this sword is against the harmony of heaven, so the senior immortal sealed it with a magic talisman to make the divine object hidden.”

“Ha ha!”

As soon as these words came out, even Hanshan swordsman Peng Xifan couldn’t help laughing: “This Taoist friend is really a wonderful person. He can talk nonsense so seriously…”

Fang Xi did not argue, but went to the side and sat cross-legged.

If he didn’t have a vague feeling that there was an opportunity for him here, he wouldn’t have hung out with this group of youngsters.

“It’s just that this opportunity doesn’t seem to have anything to do with skill…”

In a moment.

Three days passed in a flash.

Along with Jian Caifei’s roar, rays of light flew up from the platform.

Among them, there are those who have become sword immortals and can fly in and out of the blue sky with a flying sword, and there are also those who can control colorful lights, flying carpets and flower baskets.

There are also those who are at the swordsman level and find it difficult to fly, so they can only rely on magic weapons to carry them.

As usual, Fang Xi controlled the Demon-Slaying Sword, transforming it into a half-black and half-green sword light, carrying himself forward.

“Fellow Daoist Fang, why can’t I see your Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword showing its power?”

Jian Cai flew into the sword and it became one. A small crystal sword moved around aimlessly, and there was a winding mark on the sword, like a dragon.

At this moment, the flying sword’s light was as agile as a dragon, allowing him to escape at an extremely fast speed.

Even after taking a walk to the front, he could come back and reunite with the main force with a smile on his face.

Fang Xi’s expression was calm and he didn’t say much.

Before long, a strange peak rose up in front of us, majestic and like a palm.

There seemed to be some buildings on the middle finger of the palm-like mountain, but they were all bloody and ruined, obviously having experienced a great tragedy.

“This place should be the place where the martial arts conference is held…”

“Looking at this situation, I’m afraid the Shu martial arts world will be emptied…”

When Fang Xi saw this scene, his eyes moved slightly.

With so many martial arts masters, their physique and spirit are much stronger than ordinary people. One person is worth ten or even a hundred people. They are the best material for the magic to refine bronze-armored corpses, flying yakshas, and even formless demons.

“It seems that the evil king has other intentions besides defeating the righteous martial arts this time…”

When he thought of this, he looked at the monks around him with a trace of pity in his eyes.

The martial artists are only qualified to refine the likes of Flying Yaksha, but the cultivators are better qualified than them, and are the best materials for refining gods and demons!
The magic path is to sacrifice the natal gods and demons, and is proficient in the way of using magic to control demons. Therefore, after the magic path cultivators sacrifice their natal gods and demons, they can refine and drive other gods and demons, and their magical uses are endless…

For example, the White Bone Demon, the Vajra Demon, the Nine-Child Mother Demon, and so on.

Each of them has infinite fierce power!
According to Fang Xi’s opinion, this evil king is not very kind, and he wants to capture all these righteous sword immortals and swordsmen and refine them all into his own gods and demons.

‘Although the people in the Demon Sect don’t pay much attention to cause and effect, if they kill so many young talents at once, I’m afraid they will immediately fight to the death with the elders behind them… This is something that even those who don’t understand cause and effect can see.’

“It seems that this evil king intends to kill people and run away?”

‘Or… he is just a pawn. Not only will he bear the responsibility for these crimes, but the gods and demons he finally refined, as well as his own life-long gods and demons, will also be taken away by his master… He is an example of bringing his own food, but in the end he is sold and has to pay the money.’

Even without using divination, Fang Xi could figure out many of the obstacles in this kind of conspiracy.

However, when a person who practices cultivation is faced with a calamity, his spiritual consciousness will be blinded by destiny, and the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance will arise. Unless he has great willpower and great enlightenment, it will be impossible to extricate himself from this calamity.

In this regard, time travelers seem to have more advantages.

“Haha! You all are so late!”

A clear laugh was heard.

On the high platform built in the past for martial arts competitions, there has been one more person who has appeared without anyone noticing. It is the Evil King!

This man looks to be in his twenties or thirties at most, and is extremely handsome. He has both the vitality of a young man and the maturity and stability of a middle-aged man. The two temperaments blend perfectly, and he is truly a handsome man.

Behind the evil king followed a group of people, some with disheveled hair and holding black banners, some wearing animal skins and with tattoos on their faces. They were indeed a bunch of monsters and demons.

“Evil Lord, you slaughtered mortals and will be punished by heaven. Today we will enforce justice on behalf of heaven!”

Jian Cai stood out from the crowd, flicked the Flying Dragon Sword in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice, implying he was the leader of the group of immortals. Seeing this, all the female cultivators were secretly moved, and their eyes showed admiration and respect.

“Amitabha, I wonder what the rules are for today’s sword fight?”

Monk Long Chan also put his hands together and asked.

“Today’s sword fight is very simple!”

The evil king smiled evilly and took a step forward: “You can rush at me in a swarm or use the wheel… As long as you can defeat me, I will admit defeat, so what?”

“Humph, how shameless!”

When Jian Caifei heard this person’s tone, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud and shouted, “Let me meet you first!”

He made a sword gesture, and the Flying Dragon Sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, as fast as lightning and as aggressive as fire.

If it were an ordinary casual cultivator, he would have his head chopped off or beheaded by a flying sword if he wasn’t careful.

The evil king smiled, stretched out his right hand, which was as white as jade, and reached forward as if twisting a flower.

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A colorful magical hand appeared out of thin air, and with the index finger and thumb together, it grasped the sword light between its fingers.

The spells cast by such powerful masters can hardly be called spells, but rather the crude application of magical power. Anyone who has cultivated magical powers can do it.

Often they would give it a nice name, such as “Innate Qi Capture”!
Of course, for those with high levels of Taoism, even a random spell would have infinite power.

And this innate Qi grabbing technique also has many variations. For example, for those who mainly cultivate Yimu Qi, the magical hand that is transformed is blue, known as the “innate Yimu Qi grabbing hand”!
Often when grabbing the enemy’s magic weapon flying sword, there is also a layer of entanglement.

The evil king’s weapon was the ‘Five Poisonous Gods and Evils Capturing Hand’!
It was condensed from the ‘Five Poisonous Gods and Evils’ that he had cultivated through hard work. It was colorful and very beautiful, but it also had a slight fishy smell. On the surface, there were countless scorpions, centipedes, spiders and other five poisonous creatures rustling.

“cut!”

Originally, when Jian Caifei saw the evil king using his magic power to capture him, there was a trace of disdain on his face.

You must know that what he used was not a sword-shaped magic weapon like Fang Xi, but a real flying sword!

The flying sword of the immortal family is extremely sharp, and it can cut through any spell with one sword. Its power far exceeds that of ordinary magic weapons!
He immediately changed his sword tactics, preparing to cut off this powerful hand with one sword, and take the life of the evil king in one move, ending the battle with one move.

Sword immortals have always possessed a flying sword, which would make them invincible in battles.

He also somewhat underestimated his opponent.

Unexpectedly, even after changing the sword technique, the ‘Flying Dragon Sword’ still couldn’t struggle out, like a small snake that was pinched in the vital spot.

This time, Jian Caifei was truly shocked.

The smile on the evil king’s mouth grew wider. Above his five-colored hand, strands of black air crisscrossed, revealing all sorts of highly poisonous creatures such as the ancient poisonous python, the dark cold scorpion, the twelve-winged sky centipede, etc., which entangled themselves on the flying sword.

The Flying Dragon Sword let out a mournful cry and was actually corroded by the poisonous gas, turning into a piece of stubborn iron and falling to the ground.

When Jian Caifei saw this scene, he was so heartbroken that he vomited blood.

This flying sword was given to him by his master. It is a precious inheritance of the sect. His master has repeatedly instructed that it should be passed down to his disciples in the future.

Now that it has been destroyed, he will certainly be severely punished when he returns, and even his magic power will be abolished and he will be expelled from the sect!

In fact, although this ‘Flying Dragon Sword’ is also a flying sword, it is a low-grade one among flying swords.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so easily corroded by the ‘Five Poisonous Gods’!

The evil king was in a dominant position and showed no mercy. A dark cold scorpion emitted a chill that seemed to be able to freeze people for eternity. With just one pounce, Jian Caifei was turned into an ice sculpture, and even his soul was frozen.

The frozen corpses of these practitioners, as long as some cold-attributed materials are added to them in the future, will become excellent materials for refining the ‘Taiyin Gods and Demons’ and the ‘Guanghan Gods and Demons’.

“Brother Jian?”

When a group of sword immortals and swordsmen saw this scene, they turned pale with fright, and many fairies were even more frightened.

Most of them have been learning skills in their masters’ sects since childhood and grew up under the protection of their masters. This is their first time out of the mountains, and they are confident that all the immortals have arrived and all the demons will surrender.

Who could have thought that the gap between ideal and reality would be so huge?
Xie Jun was a martial artist, with an unparalleled ability to grasp opportunities, and could even defeat the strong with the weak, and win from defeat. At this time, he sneered: “Who’s next?”

“Let’s all attack together. There is no need to follow the rules of the underworld when fighting against such evil heretics.”

Hanshan swordsman Peng Xifan raised his arms and shouted, causing Fang Xi to look sideways.

It is indeed the right way. I learned this without a teacher.

But after hearing a long roar from the Evil King, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of extremely evil five-colored evil spirit. No matter how many spells and magic weapons were used to hit him, none of them had the slightest effect. Even the magic weapons would be corroded and lose their spirituality.

He slapped out with his palm, following the way of the unity of immortality and martial arts, and a big handprint held down Peng Xifan’s flying sword.

The quality of the ‘Hanshan Sword’ is even better than that of the Feilong Sword. Although it is entangled by colorful poisonous silk threads, it is shining silver and still struggling.

A figure flashed!
The evil king had already killed a group of young men and women, and with a colorful palm slapped down, several female fairies whose faces turned pale and who were motionless like quails were beaten into pulp by a huge force!
(End of this chapter)