The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

"No!"

Seeing with his own eyes the protector who had been killed by Feng Qing'an's sword, the young sect leader had transformed from a ghost into a sinister-looking young man, and let out a painful and desperate roar.

He has special feelings for this guardian who is always hidden beside him and has no sense of existence most of the time. In his eyes, he is a person ten times and a hundred times more important than his father, the sect leader.

"You die!"

The young man who was thrown into the air let out a roar filled with murderous intent, activating the secret treasure hidden in his body. A spiritual light filled with the meaning of death rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a palace exuding cold death energy. , majestic and majestic.

"Huh!"

Feng Qing'an, who was originally planning to stab this guy to death, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"interesting!"

Feng Qing'an looked up and down the palace, and saw hundreds of black stone sculptures of various sizes standing on the porch. They were in the form of humanoid monsters, ferocious beasts and birds, with ferocious appearance, ferocious form, lifelike and terrifying.

"die!"

As the young man paused in mid-air, he let out a hysterical roar. At the porch of the palace, which exuded the air of cold death, the eyes of the stone sculptures lit up with scarlet light one after another.

The greedy, malicious and murderous thoughts like a mountain and a tsunami all fell on Feng Qing'an at this moment, and the young man's figure did not waver in the slightest.

However, the place where he stood, with a radius of several hundred feet, suddenly sank, and he was pushed down nearly half a foot, and the rushing river suddenly surged forward.

"That's it?"

The young man's expression became contemptuous. The expression of the young man who had revealed his trump card that he had hidden for a long time suddenly became more ferocious and twisted. His face that originally looked young began to look older, and the black hair on his head began to turn gray.

His vitality was rapidly passing away, or he was sacrificing his lifespan. As a price, the hundreds of dark stone statues that had opened their eyes also twisted their bodies, acquired the texture of flesh and blood, and let out shrill and piercing roars. He jumped down from the palace porch.

"It's not bad, but it's a pity that it's a secret investment."

Seeing the black stone beast that gathered into a dark cloud and rushed toward him, Feng Qingan even had the leisure to comment, because there was vast Buddha light gushing out from his body, and a treasure banner rose up and floated above his head. superior.

Om! Well! Woolen cloth! Bah! Moo! Hum!

The majestic Buddha's sound sounded, and many demons and monsters rushed toward them. Before they could get close, they were crushed to the ground by the Buddha's light. They were like swatting flies, unable to move. Many demons lost their flesh and blood texture and returned to their original form. The stone sculptures were lifeless, and some even had cracks on them.

"Lighter."

Seeing those stone carvings with signs of cracks, Feng Qing'an immediately let out a scolding.

Each stone statue is a special magic weapon. As long as mana is input, or other powers, such as vitality, lifespan, etc., it can be activated.

The living stone sculptures in front of me are not in the best condition, because the young sect leader simply does not have the ability to summon so many stone statues.

He just overdrawn his own life and barely managed to revive them. As for their combat power, you can tell by looking at the performance of these being crushed on the beach and unable to move.

It looks scary, but it is actually useless. However, this is also because the Seven Treasures Golden Pillar is an important weapon of Buddhism. According to the classification of Xuanzong of Dao Sect, it is a kind of fairy weapon.

However, from Feng Qing'an's perspective, this palace is not bad at all, because it cannot be simply divided by magic weapons and immortal weapons. It is composed of a variety of special magic weapons whose number is currently unknown. huge structure.

These awakened demonic stone sculptures are just a part of it, and they seem to be the most insignificant part. It is not clear what other arrangements are inside the palace, but it is the same outside the door, and it must not be any worse inside. go.

I don’t know where this guy got it from, but it doesn’t matter anymore, because from today on, this palace will bear his surname.

Buzz!

The Seven Treasures Golden Pillar trembled slightly, and the once vast and bright Buddhist weapon suddenly became much more restrained, and the cracks spreading on the stone statue suddenly stopped.

"Do you have any other means?"

Feng Qingan looked at the dumbfounded young man. At this moment, the young master of the Yinhun Sect had a full head of hair and a face full of ravines.

Although I don't know what kind of means he is slowly recovering from, it is obviously not something that can be relieved in a short while. Just by activating the monsters, monsters, birds and beasts in front of the palace gate, they almost killed him. .

"If not, I will accept this palace."

Although the palace looked gloomy and not something that people should use, it matched the style of Netherworld very well. Feng Qingan thought it would be a good gift to Donghuang, and she probably would like it.

"You are just relying on the magical weapons and spiritual treasures. What are your abilities? If I had the same background as you, I would definitely not be any worse than you. Why can you be with Bei Nan."

Seeing that he had been hiding for a long time and even paid a heavy price, the method he successfully used was instantly suppressed by the opponent with a Buddhist treasure. The young sect leader couldn't bear it any longer, and his Taoist heart exploded.

His cultivation is not an authentic Taoist sect, and it is easy for him to go crazy and fall into evil ways. However, he has always been cautious and cautious. In addition, he has excellent talents, and no matter what he does, there will be someone to look after him. It can be said to be smooth sailing.

But since meeting the Yin spirit girl, everything has become different. When they first met, the guardian and accompanying elders advised him not to act rashly, and he followed the advice.

But now, he just wanted to see the girl again, and didn't even plan to do anything. Instead, he met a human boy.

The mark left on the Yin spirit girl through Qianyou Xunying Compass appeared on the boy. If there was no relationship between the two, he would never believe it. It was precisely because of this that his Taoist heart was unbalanced.

However, when he tried to use his magical power to interrogate him, he found that he was inferior to others in every way. Even the protector assigned to him by the sect could not withstand a sword that the other party took out casually, and his long-hidden trump card was even more It was suppressed by the opponent's backhand.

In extreme despair, he could only vent his words and said something that he himself found extremely ridiculous. When it came to his background, he was already better than many people, but now he was just being compared with others and he said such childish words.

"Is that so? It turns out that you are very unconvinced. If that's the case, then come over!"

Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and waved it gently. The seven-treasure golden pillar hanging above his head immediately flew out according to his will and landed on top of the palace that exuded the cold and deathly atmosphere, directly blowing it away. Suppression, preventing him from making any changes.

"I don't like you very much. I killed you with one sword. It was too easy for you. I beat you to death with my fist. What do you think?"

While speaking, Feng Qing'an turned over and put away the Xunfeng Sword he had just taken out. At this moment, he was bare-handed and only had a trace of white clothes with faint blue scales on his body. He looked gentle and elegant, but he also looked so weak.

"Hit me to death with your fists?"

The young man who was originally extremely depressed and desperate saw the two accompanying elders who were almost running away. He originally planned to use some means to escape for his life, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but show a look of extreme despair on his face. A twisted smile of joy.

"It suits me very well!"

"Then come and die!"

Feng Qing'an stepped forward, and the soft breeze poured into his feet, making him feel as if he was walking on flat ground above the water of the river rushing around him.

"You don't use magical weapons?"

The young sect leader, who was extremely confident in his own body and physique, remained a little wary at the moment, but his eyes also showed a bit of eagerness to try.

The wind and rain stopped, and he felt that he could do it again.

"No need."

"I can rest assured that."

I don't know if he still had something to rely on, or if he really believed what Feng Qing'an said, but the young sect master let out an extremely excited roar.

In just a few breaths, his original body returned to its original youthful appearance. The vitality that came from unknown sources caused his body to twist again, transforming into the body of a demon wearing armor, with horns protruding and bat wings stretched out. , the scorpion's tail swung, and it was as big as ten feet.

"Come on, beat me to death with your fists!"

"as you wish."

The corners of Feng Qing'an's mouth were also cracked, with bloodthirsty intent, and blue soul flames surged through his body.

Ouch~

A wolf with thick hair and a majestic horse appeared behind him. The majestic monster body as huge as a mountain made the swooping monster body stagnate, and then he watched helplessly as this wolf was uncertain. The wolf pounced into the boy's body.

The young man was originally slender and tall, but compared to the demon, his body was too small. His body suddenly swelled and turned into substantial demonic energy. It soared from his body into the sky, turned into a tornado, and wreaked havoc in the world. .

"What the hell are you?"

The ferocious demon looked at Feng Qing'an incomprehensibly. This was obviously the method of the evil demon, but he could see before that this young man with the purest blood of the human race even had fairy spiritual energy in his body. Such a person was contaminated by the evil demon. What does Zhili do? It's simply cutting off one's own path.

"A dying person doesn't need to know too much."

With the head of a wolf and the body of a demon, Feng Qing'an opened his mouth and exposed his white fangs. A strong wind emerged from the void and wrapped around his body, causing the thick hair on his body to dance.

"come over!"

Clear eyes as blue as the sky reflected the figure of the evil ghost. Feng Qingan stretched out his five fingers and gently grabbed him. The strong wind in the sky followed his will and turned into an invisible palm, restraining the monster. His body made the demon move closer to him involuntarily.

"Riding the wind?! I can do it too."

Feeling the wind winding around his limbs and wings, the young sect leader showed a ferocious smile. In the realm of transformation, he practiced a wind-controlling magical talisman, which evolved from a famous dragon clan magical power.

Xiao Zhoutian Qinglong Breathing Wind Technique!

However, when he was operating his magical talisman and trying to gain control of the wind in the sky, an unparalleled backlash came like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Click!

In the qi sea of ​​Dantian, the magical talisman that took a long time to be refined suddenly appeared a crack. Dao Ji, for whom he was proud and proud, was also broken because of this.

Phew~

The young sect master, who finally mustered up the strength to fight Feng Qing'an and get some psychological comfort, suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of fishy black blood, and the expression on his face became even more distorted due to disbelief.

"This is impossible."

Of course he had heard of this situation when the divine passage method backfired. The superior magical power could crush all the similar magical powers below it, but the magical power he had developed was not the rudimentary method pieced together by casual cultivators.

This was evolved from the magical power of the Dragon Clan. The only one who could cause him such backlash was a true dragon. Could it be that the boy in front of him, who looked like a human race, was actually a true dragon cub?

This is absolutely impossible!

"What's impossible?"

Just when the demon was angry and puzzled, the fist wrapped in thunder and fire and lingering in the wind had already fallen on the demon who was coughing up blood.

The Gangfeng is as sharp as thousands of knives. The moment it touches the demon's flesh and blood, the flesh and blood are splashed, the bones are broken, and the thunder shines and scorches the eyes. It is like the thunder of punishment and calamity, which evaporates the flesh and blood and breaks the bones into carbon.

Amid the howling winds and roaring thunder, large chunks of flesh and blood were instantly wiped out, and broken bones and coke fell in the air, pattering like a light rain.

With just one punch, Feng Qing'an knocked off half of the body of the young sect leader who had transformed into a demon in front of him, and an arm still attached with armor flew out. This was because this guy evaded in time, otherwise this punch , it should have blasted a hole through his chest from front to back.

"Roar!"

The body that had finally recovered was maimed and crippled in an instant. The intense pain caused the demon to roar in pain.

But what made him feel most uncomfortable was the blue flame that seemed to have no damage to the flesh and blood of his body. This flame was burning his soul, which was more painful to him than the wounds of flesh and blood. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.net

"Ghost Wolf! Are you a half-demon?!"

"Do you want to guess who I am? But if you guess wrong, you will die!"

Feng Qing'an saw that this guy was still distracted. He stepped forward and struck out with fists wrapped in thunder and fire. Every time the punch landed, large pieces of flesh and bones flew out, causing the monster to scream in agony.

"Too weak, really too weak!"

The demon was not beaten unilaterally. His sharp claws and even the scorpion tail behind him could also fall on Feng Qingan's body. However, before they touched Feng Qingan's flesh and blood, layers of green scales emerged and sparks flew out. Make him return without success.

Feng Qing'an was a little addicted to the close combat, the taste of punches to the flesh. He smiled ferociously, riding on the strong wind, making the thunder and soul fire wrap around his arms. He opened and closed the moves, making the monster dodge and resist. The force becomes weaker and weaker.

It is true that he does not practice martial arts, and he has not even practiced boxing much, but it doesn't matter, he has a psychic armor that is addicted to martial arts and cannot extricate himself.

Even though he couldn't use all the martial arts boxing techniques Minglong learned for his own use, he could still learn about seventy-eight percent of them. Rounding it all off, it was like he had learned it.

At this moment, he used a boxing technique that Ming Long had practiced before, and Heishan, who was already a half-step demon king, had a steady supply of majestic demon power without any reservation.

Feng Qing'an's beating was hearty and extremely enjoyable. Every time a punch landed, blood and flesh would fly everywhere. The armor on the young sect leader's body was like a decoration, becoming tattered and useless.

"you……"

The demon looked at the green scale armor on Feng Qing'an and felt miserable because Feng Qing'an didn't even give him a chance to speak.