The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 298 Demon-Suppressing Sword Formation, Endorsement of Being the King

"By the time you come back, the Yinhun Sect will have long been history!"

Faintly able to see the light of the true spirit that escaped into the void and was swallowed up by the laws of the underworld, Feng Qingan touched his chin and couldn't help but complain,

"Just stay where it's cool. May you be reincarnated as an insect in your next life and be pecked by birds every day!"

Feng Qing'an cursed casually, and then looked at the corpse of the ferocious bird that was gradually withering and shriveling in the bloody sword light. The blood and essence in it was being divided by the thirty-six demon-suppressing swords.

When the corpse of the ferocious bird, which was larger than a mountain hundreds of feet tall, fell from the sky to the ground, it had become useless waste. The moment it came into contact with the mountain, not only did it not collapse the broken mountain, but it actually It was torn apart and shattered into debris on the ground.

Because even the essence contained in the bones has been drained out, these thirty-six demon-suppressing swords are now in a state of waiting for nourishment, and have not met the expectations originally designed by Donghuang.

Feng Qing'an only used the blood energy of three immortals who were no different from demons to give birth to all thirty-six blood swords. For this reason, he also drained some blood, otherwise how could these swords be so spiritual and capable of being used by themselves? Kill the demon.

"You will rest for a while and then continue to slay demons. Don't slack off!"

There was no need for Feng Qing'an to appear and urge him. The gloomy young man who had just instructed these monks to donate their true energy appeared again and ordered these monks with a superior attitude. Although these Zadan monks were dissatisfied, they did not dare to disobey.

Because every blood sword spirit represents the will of the three supreme elders of their sect - at least in their eyes, even if the three supreme elders they know are now in Feng Qing'an's cave. Among them, they were treated as blood cows and their blood was crazily squeezed.

"My lord, we have been awake for almost three days in order to catch this ferocious bird. Can you please let me rest for a while?"

An elder whose body was almost cut open stepped forward. Although he did not want to offend these sword spirits, his current state no longer allowed him to continue slaying demons.

"Practice? If you rest, will the monsters rest? Will they stop and wait for you? If you wait until you have rest, where can I find this kind of blood food?"

The gloomy young man refused directly without even thinking about it, and even questioned him in return. Feng Qing'an didn't need any instructions, he knew what he needed to do at this moment.

Hunting demons and plundering souls and blood, this is the common wish of their thirty-six demon-suppressing swords.

However, as swords, although they are amazingly sharp, they also have special killing power against those monsters.

But they still need human monks to motivate them. Unfortunately, their current sword master's level is too low, so he can only let the people in front of him make do.

"Sir, we..."

"Needless to say, I will follow you and kill all the monsters that harm the human race. All you need to do is provide your true energy and mana like we just did!"

"This...is really great."

The elder, who had just witnessed the power of this sword array in strangling demons, was originally seriously injured and had already begun to fade away. He was overjoyed and even a little carried away. He stretched out his hand to hold the body of the gloomy young man in front of him. The truly solid sword had not yet been touched, but the bloody sword light shone, and his arm was broken at the root, collapsing into a ball of blood mist in the air.

ah--

"what you up to?"

The gloomy young man sat expressionlessly on the ground looking at Elder Zadan who had lost an arm and screamed in pain.

"Sir, didn't you just say that you want to follow us? I admire the adults very much and fall in love at first sight, so I want to take the adults with me for my own safety."

"What I'm telling you is for you to donate your magic power to me at critical moments, not for you to use me as a sword. Do you think you have the qualifications to use me?"

The young man's calm and emotionless words made the elder instantly blush with embarrassment, and then turned livid again. Being humiliated by a sword, he had to endure it.

Because this was a fairy sword, even if he judged it based on his own values, he subconsciously felt that the value of this sword was far more valuable than his life.

"My lords, will you really go with us?"

After taking a look at the elder who was turning blue and white, holding a feather fan, the elegant and elegant sect master looked at the thirty-six young men and women in front of him, with a respectful attitude, and asked aloud.

"nature."

"Great kindness!"

Hearing such an assurance, the sect master's heart, which had always been hanging on his heart, finally dropped a bit. The attitude of these sword spirits showed that the three supreme elders who ordered them to slay demons and slay demons did not ignore them.

If this is the case, then he can relax. As for these Zadan elders, it doesn't matter no matter how heavy the casualties are. They are just waste materials that can be formed into Yuan Dan with the help of spiritual objects.

As long as the realm of the three supreme elders can be improved and the sword array can be restored to its peak state, any number of spiritual objects can be obtained.

In this world, only strength is the basis for standing. He saw clearly that the most important thing about Yinhun Sect was neither him, the sect leader, nor the elders who worked hard every day to teach and raise disciples.

But the three supreme elders who basically ignored things and devoted themselves to cultivation and seeking the Tao. As long as they exist, the Yin Hun Sect will always exist. Even if he is the only sect leader left, the Yin Hun Sect will still be fine.

But once something goes wrong with them, this seemingly prosperous sect will disappear in an instant, and it will collapse overnight. There are countless similar examples in the world of immortality.

The collapse and destruction of many sects is due to the sudden and unexpected death of one or more of the strongest monks. Of course, the holy land that has truly inherited the eternal heritage does not need to worry about such a thing at all. They have the immortal formation that can suppress the foundation. Or Taoist tools.

"Tsk, I wonder how much will be left after this wave is over?"

Seeing the elders who were urged by the sword spirits to continue looking for the demon king to fight, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but murmur, with undisguised malice on his face.

After taking down the three supreme elders, he could use the name of the Immortal to make the entire sect work for him as long as he had a logical and legitimate reason.

Not only the sect leader and elders were kicked out by him, but also many disciples who were practicing in the mountains also went down the mountain in groups, entered the secular world, and slayed demons.

A considerable number of the monks among them can be said to be full of evil deeds. They have done many harmful things in pursuit of shortcuts in practice or in order to refine magic weapons. This time they can atone for their sins.

"It's time to go and see how my wise king is doing!"

Looking at the mysterious light and black energy disappearing one after another, Feng Qing'an withdrew his gaze. Although the set of demon-suppressing sword formations left together, he was not worried that these swords with their own will and high spiritual intelligence would betray him.

They knew very well why they were born. Even if Feng Qingan did not practice them with orthodox sword cultivation methods, Feng Qingan could still feel the existence of these swords. He only needed a thought, these guys Will fly back thousands of miles away.

Yin~

When Feng Qing'an approached the area where he had raised Chen Ping, a long and mighty dragon's roar rang out, thunder erupted in the void, and endless golden light gathered from all directions, and finally turned into a golden-scaled dragon. He shook his head in the air, his golden eyes shining with divine light filled with admiration.

"The incarnation of incense?!"

Feng Qing'an was stunned when he looked at the big guy in front of him. His body size and even the details were the same as a bright dragon, but he had a body of hundreds of feet.

He really didn't expect that the arowana, which he had not seen for a while, had not only completed the transformation of a fish into a dragon when it was first born, but also had such a body shape.

I have to admit that when Xianghuo Shinto has enough will power, its rapid promotion is unmatched by any other system. It is simply terrifying.

"This is too exaggerated!"

[Race: Incense God]

[Attributes: God, Dragon, Water, Thunder, Wind]

[Potential Level: King·Inferior]

[Combat power level: King·Inferior]

"Good guy, the incarnation is stronger than the original body!"

Seeing the results of the appraisal, Feng Qingan couldn't help but complain, but this also made him completely convinced that the decision he made at the beginning was correct.

Such rapid growth means that if one day falls in the future, it will suffer unprecedented backlash. It is better to cultivate this power bit by bit by oneself. This kind of thing that comes too fast will go too quickly when the time comes.

Yin~

A ray of golden light and thunder passed through the sky. When Feng Qingan turned his head slightly, he saw a delicate, small but majestic dragon head, already resting on his shoulder, raising its dazzling dragon eyes to meet his Looking at each other.

"Not bad, it seems like you've been living a pretty happy life these days."

Judging from the identification results, Minglong has almost no change, but Feng Qingan can feel the increasingly vivid spiritual energy contained in it.

If it weren't for the lack of blood in this guy's body, this guy would really be no different from a living being. Think about it, after all, he has raised a king-level incarnation, how can he really not benefit at all?

Yin~

After hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Minglong stretched out his little head and rubbed his cheek. The intimacy and joy in it were beyond words.

For Feng Qingen, it was only a few months apart, but for Minglong, the period of separation from his master accounted for a large proportion of his life. Once, it doesn't want to feel it a second time.

"You don't want to separate from me now? You guy... how can you be on your own in the future?"

Feng Qing'an, who could sense Minglong's thoughts, only found it funny, but after thinking about it, he seemed to be even more outrageous.

"Okay, you can follow me from now on. You are my armor anyway. It is indeed a bit shameful for the armor to leave the body. As for this incarnation, let it stay here. What do you think?"

Yin~

Whatever the master says is whatever it is!

Minglong, who had been separated from Feng Qing'an for a while, was completely obedient to him. As for this incarnation of Shinto, to be honest, it was already a little tired.

Because in order to maintain this Shinto incarnation and ensure its strength, it is necessary to communicate with the human race in the secular world. Even most of the time, it does not need to show up or even do anything. It only needs to quietly Although it was watching, the human race's desire, which was like a bottomless abyss, still stunned it, and its young mind was greatly impacted.

If it could go back and give it another chance to choose, it would never choose to practice the secret method of Shinto. But now, after practicing it, it is impossible to give up. Doesn't this represent its hard work in the past few months? It is reluctant to let go of all the hard work and burning it.

"Let's go find Sen Miao!"

Feng Qing'an climbed onto the head of the Shinto dragon. In an instant, dark clouds rolled in and thunder bursts. There was no need to do anything deliberately. For a king-level existence, even if he did not have a substantial body of flesh and blood, his every move, every breath and every breath were... Can cause changes in celestial phenomena.

"Not bad, but unfortunately, it's still too slow!"

Returning to the town again, what Feng Qingan saw was an orderly town. Although the atmosphere was particularly depressing, with armored sergeants and patrolling guards everywhere on the streets, it was precisely because of this that it also brought about a completely different atmosphere from other places. A different sense of security.

Feng Qing'an, who has seen all kinds of absurd and ruined scenes in troubled times, now fully agrees that no matter how bad order is, it is better than chaotic times without order.

"master."

The moment Feng Qingan appeared in the sky above the town, the Qilin auspicious beast that had been waiting here suddenly appeared. The green Qilin beast had changed a lot from when Feng Qingan left.

Although she has not been promoted, her strength is already stable in this realm. Coupled with the special nature of her bloodline, she is almost the same as those veteran demon kings who have stayed in this realm for hundreds of years.

Of course, compared with the top demon king who can kill Zadan monks at will, there is still a big gap. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.netｔ After all, Sen Miao's Kirin bloodline is not considered strong.

Back then, her mother had the Qilin bloodline and didn't even awaken. It was just that she was lucky enough to meet Feng Qing'an, which gave her such an opportunity and her current achievements.

"how is it now?"

"Reply to the master..."

Sen Miao recounted everything that the wise king named Chen Ping did in the past time - any behavior that deviated from Feng Qingan's expectations will be corrected, what should be done and what should not be done, All in accordance with Feng Qingan's request.

"What would you think if I asked you to show up and endorse him for becoming king?"

Feng Qingan listened patiently, and then suddenly asked.

"master!"

Sen Miao was startled, and then hesitated.

"Is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? Look at your current appearance, demeanor, and temperament. It's more than enough to be enshrined on the altar as a sacred beast that protects the country!"

"This kind of interference with humanity..."

"I've intervened a lot, and that's not the least of them."