Chapter 93 Desperate Chu Qiao The famous demon cultivator from Blood Soul Valley, the Fat and Thin Taoist, suddenly attacked, confusing Yang Genshuo. "No, why are they here?" 2 demon cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training! They are all leading figures in the Blood Soul Valley, and their reputations are higher than Ding Zhen. It is said that if the two brothers act together, they can even resist the magic of a major foundation-building cultivator in a moment. The absolute ceiling of combat power in the Qi Refining Stage of the Demonic Path. It would be no problem if they encountered it at ordinary times. After all, the Yang family has two second-grade formations to protect the family. They only need to activate the talisman of Xuanshi Walking to summon the disciples of Xuanshi Sect to come and exorcise demons. No matter how strong they are, they cannot withstand the encirclement and suppression of the disciples of Xuanshi Sect. But it is different now. The Yang family just happened to have a conflict with the Xuanshi Sect. If the talisman is activated at this time, it will inform the Xuanshi Sect of the location of the Yang family. Even if the evil cultivator can be driven away, he will also face endless troubles.
"You have to rely on your own strength." Yang Genshuo opened the faceplates of the two people. Both of them were cultivators with three spiritual roots, with outstanding fire spiritual roots. However, they specialized in magic techniques, had many methods, and were powerful. They were definitely the type of magic cultivators that were the most difficult to mess with. Yang Keun Suk shared the panel with Yang Shi and Yang Fu, and then it was up to them to perform. Liu Wuhen frowned: "Why did a demon cultivator suddenly attack your family's residence? Enemies?" "I don't know how they found it." Yang Shi looked at the fat and thin Taoist priests outside, and for a moment he couldn't think of anything that had offended them. It has been 8 years since the incident of Xiang Pi Chi. Logically speaking, it is not the right time to come and avenge him, right? Moreover, for the demon cultivators, profit is the most important thing. Yang Shi doesn't think they would have the concept of helping their fellow Taoists to get revenge. "I haven't found you yet, but you found me first." Yang Shi's face was cold. Senior Brother Bai Heyu's death was closely related to these two guys. It was their master who did it! "Since you're here, let's fight!" This is the Yang family's territory. With the Yang family members and the Yang family's background, he is really not afraid of this fat and thin Taoist priest. "Fuer, attack!" "Ok!" Yang Fu skillfully controlled the Flame Dragon True Fire Formation and swept towards the two people. "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!" The two of them threw out the soul-calling banners together, and thousands of evil spirits crawled out of them and crashed directly into the fire dragon controlled by Yang Fu. The fire spiritual power and the demonic soul connected, and a strong spiritual power fluctuation erupted. A large amount of black and red aura dissipated in the surroundings, forming a huge firework in the air. The Flame Dragon was knocked down and shrunk! The evil spirits in the soul-calling banner seemed endless, emitting a terrifying evil aura like purgatory. Yang Fu frowned slightly: "Father, they have such powerful demonic energy"
"Mother is here to help you! Thousands of trees and thousands of animals!" The defensive formation lit up, and a large amount of wood spiritual power was injected into the back of the Flame Dragon. The spiritual power continuously raised the Flame Dragon's aura until it surpassed the original power of the second-grade formation! Yang Fushuo scratched his head and went into the house to get a bottle of Huilingdan. "Mom, brother, you guys eat." The Flame Dragon True Fire Formation and the Thousand Trees and Myriad Things Formation worked together to temporarily block the attack of the Hundred Demons Night Parade. The fat and thin Taoist priest was not in a hurry at all. He threw the soul-calling flag into the air, letting it release the magic on its own. The two of them started to chant magic spells again. "Reverse the chaos of Yin and Yang!" Demonic energy gushed out from the soul-summoning banner, forming strands of black bandages that wrapped around the Yang family's formation. Wrapped in black bandages, the foundation of the Yang family's formation began to shake and was seriously disturbed. Sweat dripped down Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu's heads. Control became more difficult and Yanlong became sluggish. 【Fukuzawa: Gathering Spirits】 Yang Genshuo directly used two spirit gatherings to give to Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu, helping them to quickly absorb spiritual energy. 【Fukuzawa: Vitality】 Yang Shi's condition improved, and he knew that it was time for him to take action, otherwise the formation would be broken by the two people outside sooner or later. Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu's realm is still too low Seeing Yang Shi moving, Liu Wuhen shouted, "I'll go with you!" "Master, no need. I am more flexible." "Drill into the ground!" Jiang Xiaobai opened a hole in the formation, and Yang Shi drilled out directly from the ground. Bang! Yang Shi broke out of the ground and attacked the fat Taoist with a big belly. In the eyes of martial artist Yang Shi, he was full of flaws when casting the spell. Snapped! Yang Shi's flowing sword, which was equipped with the second-grade talisman Golden Spirit Sword Technique, couldn't even pierce the fat demon cultivator's belly! The fat demon cultivator was only staggered by the blow, and then he pushed out his big belly and stood firm again. Yang Shi took the opportunity to kick him and distance himself. "Hehehe~ How's your fat uncle's demon baby belly? A gold swordmaster? What a joke!" Two small hands emerged from the folds of his fat belly, and a black ghost doll crawled out and smiled evilly at Yang Shi. "Thunder Knife!" Yang Shi didn't indulge it and directly activated a talisman given by the senior sister. The 50-meter-long thunder blade smashed out directly! Black ghost doll, dead. A hideous knife mark was blasted onto the fat demon cultivator's belly, and blood was flowing non-stop. "Ahhh! You destroyed my demon fetus! Damn it!"
"Binding snake!" A small flesh-colored snake jumped down from the wrist of the thin demon cultivator and quickly crawled towards Yang Shi. If a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi training was entangled or bitten by it, he would lose the ability to move. A very insidious monster. "roll!" Yang Shi took a step forward, and his tremendous force and true energy swept a large amount of sand and soil out, directly knocking the Bound Spirit Snake away and burying it underground. Then he took out his submachine gun. "Golden Spirit Sword Technique!" Clap clap clap clap! A volley of bullets swept through the fat demon cultivator who had just been injured, and black mist covered his body. "So the weapon of the Gold Sword Master is like this. No wonder." The thin demon cultivator was not panicked at all. Instead, he began to study Yang Shi's firearms with great interest. Roar! ! ! The fire dragon swallowed a large number of souls and spewed large mouthfuls of real fire towards the ground. "Transfer~" The thin demon cultivator pulled the fat demon cultivator slightly and disappeared from the spot, leaving the true fire in vain. "That's a lot of speed, but not as fast as a bullet." Yang Shi loaded the magazine and continued attacking. In the family formation, some first-grade talismans were constantly thrown out to harass the two demon cultivators. Occasionally, Yang Shi would fall into danger, and he would throw out a second-grade thunder talisman given by the senior sister to resolve the crisis immediately. "This kid has so many talismans, all given by that stinky woman!" "It's all used up." The two demon cultivators fought at a steady pace, and the Yang family also continued to attack with strong supplies. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and neither side could do anything to the other. And in the two huge soul-calling banners, a purple lightning shadow was floating~ "Sister!" Chu Qiao sensed a familiar breath and opened her eyes to look down. "It's him?" Yang Shi is an outer disciple of Leiming Peak. Considering Murong Ziyan's usual responsibility towards her disciples, it is normal for her to give him a few low-level talismans that she made herself. But Chu Qiao soon fell into disappointment. "This is bad. Junior Brother Yang will also come in to accompany me." An outer sect disciple, and a martial artist at that, he has no special features other than his special abilities and being relatively wealthy.
This fat and thin Taoist has extremely high magic power, and can only be suppressed by cultivators in the foundation-building stage. Chu Qiao doesn't think Yang Shi can break the soul-summoning flag and save her. "I'm afraid there's no escape." Chu Qiao recalled the year when she went down the mountain with her senior sister to gain experience, Murong Zi Yan brought them four disciples. Senior Brother Bai, who was a fanatical fan of the magic killing, Senior Brother Zhao who always kept himself clean, and Senior Sister Sun, who was taciturn but cooked delicious food, have all died. She was the only junior sister left. "Why can't this evil sect be completely wiped out?" "Big sister, let me use the third-grade talisman you gave me to save one of your disciples for the last time." Chu Qiao no longer maintained the defense of the Thunder Prison Talisman, and tried her best to absorb this power into her body. Countless demons and evil spirits in the darkness saw the Thunder Prison disappear, and followed the smell to crawl over. (End of this chapter)