The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Wow~

The darkness was dark, and there were even mottled and rusty iron locks appearing in the hands of the young man who was walking slowly.

Immortal weapon, soul hook lock!

"I was confused at first. Your Highness, Wang Fu, are you out of your mind? It turns out that Your Highness still has an immortal weapon in his hand. No wonder he dared to speak arrogant words to the old man. However, if Your Highness thinks that the immortal weapon can subdue the old man, you can come in and give it a try. "

A shrill old voice sounded, echoing in the underground palace, and a white lantern blooming with ominous red light floated out from the cell that had evolved into a sea of ​​blood, and was then burned by the blazing sun fire spreading under Feng Qingan's feet.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, don't listen to this old ghost, don't be impulsive!"

A living person who can move freely in the ghost country and even has a high status on the surface. At this moment, Feng Qingan has become the only hope for these talented people to escape from trouble.

Although Feng Qing'an, who holds the immortal weapon in his hand, seems to have the power to fight, no one here, whether he knows him or not, doesn't want anything to happen to him.

"Feng Qing'an, calm down."

When Feng Qing'an walked past the cell where Xingxiu Dao Zhenren's flower heart fish was imprisoned, the girl whose blond hair had turned dull clenched the railing made of special spiritual gold in her hands and shouted loudly.

"I'm calm now!"

The young man sighed softly. How could Dong Huang not know everything that happened here? His appearance here was not only his own wish, but also Dong Huang's instruction.

The old ghost who is at the top of the ghost king is indeed worthy of praise for having such subordinates, but Donghuang has long disliked this old ghost.

He seems to be respectful, but he is always cheating. He is succumbing to a prison, enjoying a respected position but not doing anything. As a hero of the generation, how can Donghuang spoil the old ghost?

However, as the leader of the country, Donghuang cannot be like those crazy ghosts, acting wantonly and doing whatever they want. Although the ghost king is strong, he is not a fool.

She needs a justifiable reason, otherwise if she kills a ghost king casually, or is it a top ghost king, other ghost kings will come to take action in the future?

Therefore, this group of genius monks were thrown into this prison. Even though they were weak, these genius monks all had special physiques, but they were a great help to the ghost king. Donghuang was sure that this old ghost If you can't stand it anymore, you will definitely take action secretly.

This is indeed the case. No matter in terms of longevity or strength, how can the old ghost who has reached the limit of his life and strength hold back the possibility of going further right under his nose?

"Your Highness, your courage is indeed extraordinary. It has been a long time since any opponent has dared to step into my ghost realm."

When Feng Qing'an walked into the cell filled with blood, what he saw was a raging sea of ​​blood that had no edges.

The prison cell, which was originally only a few feet square, and the Ice Palace True Legend that was struggling to support it, have disappeared. All that can be seen in front of you is hundreds of millions of white lanterns hanging in the sky, and the surging waves. Among them are waves of blood sea with endless resentful ghosts struggling and roaring.

"Where is Su Zhen's biography?"

Feng Qing'an's eyes were filled with gleaming light. He glanced around and frowned. With his eyesight, he could not find the location of Su Zhenzhuan. This meant that the Zhenzhuan was isolated in a different space. What he is now stepping into is an independent field.

"Su Zhenzhuan? You are talking about the little girl. She tastes really good. As for where she is now, I don't know. She may be in any lantern. If you want to save her, why don't you try? ?”

"Don't bother me. I'll kill you and this sea of ​​blood will naturally collapse."

The red gold divine lines spread on the young man's fair cheeks, and the surging flames reached his back and spurted out, turning into ten wings of light. Wherever he stood, all the filthy evil spirits were evaporated.

"Your Highness, I don't know if you are a skilled and brave person, or if you are ignorant and fearless. Do you think the sea of ​​blood under your feet is fake?"

The old ghost's reaction to Feng Qing'an was very depressing. This was a realm that he had spent nearly a thousand years cultivating, and it was also its greatest asset as a supreme ghost king. Of course, if it has the opportunity to cause a catastrophe, this will also be the basis for it to survive the catastrophe.

"Old ghost, your place should be isolated from the outside world. Those comrades outside should not be able to see what's going on here."

"Of course you can't see it. If your Highness has any tricks that you don't want those little kids to see, you can use them here. As long as you don't kill the old man, no matter what you do, you can't see it outside!"

"I can rest assured that!"

Feng Qing'an nodded, a look of relief appeared on his face, and then under the old ghost king's slightly horrified gaze, pieces of golden scales with blue lines suddenly appeared on his cheeks, and on his face spread on the chest and limbs.

The young man's figure changed drastically, and his vitality increased dramatically at an incredible speed. Two big bumps bulged on his back, and a "tearing" sound was heard.

A pair of snow-white wings stretched out from the young man's back, and his handsome and masculine face also distorted, transforming into a majestic black dragon head.

The aura that originally made the old ghost indifferent, and could be called insignificant, expanded rapidly, and entered the industry of the demon king in one fell swoop. The divine and holy aura made the old ghost extremely afraid, and at the same time he felt incredible. .

"Your Highness, what are you?"

The old ghost king, who had lived for more than eight hundred years and whose final day was approaching, felt a sense of horror in his heart at this moment.

Originally, he wanted to play a trick on His Royal Highness. Although he can't taste this person's blood, it is okay to tease him, but now it seems that he has no qualifications to tease this person.

Originally, he had been mocking the king in his heart for being in such a state, but still coveting the beauty of a living person in the world, but he did not expect that the other party's choice was indeed unique, but his vision was wrong.

Zhizhizhi——

Just when the old ghost was asking questions, the white lanterns all over the sky were like a swarm of angry bees, swarming towards Feng Qing'an's location.

Under the young man's feet, the blood-colored wave also rose to a height of tens of feet, like a wall of blood, trying to knock Feng Qing'an into the sea of ​​blood and drown him in it.

"Back off!"

There was only a roar of thunder, thousands of feet of thunder burst out, piercing the dark sky, and tens of thousands of white lanterns were instantly wiped out. The big wave of blood sea that had just surged was split in an instant, and even exposed a layer of white bones. Just the bottom of the sea.

"Dragon clan?"

The sense of crisis in the heart of the old ghost king, who seemed to be composed of endless gray shadows, had completely erupted at this moment. The originally outstanding and handsome young man had now transformed into a dragon-headed man with a body covered with blue patterns and golden scales, stretching out from behind. On his wings, there are still red gold flames wrapped around him.

That's all. The old ghost king just watched helplessly as a golden dragon flew out from the arms of this god-like and demonic existence, split in the air, turned into pieces of armor parts, and fell on him.

The thunder that split the sky and split the sea just now was swung out by this being holding a gorgeous halberd.

"It's so unreasonable!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an, who was wearing Minglong armor, holding the immortal soul-drawing lock in his left hand, and the divine weapon Tinghai spurge in his right hand, who was armed to the teeth, the old ghost king couldn't help but curse even though he had experienced hundreds of battles.

He fights and fights with others. What kind of enemy has he never encountered? But this is the first time for someone like Feng Qing'an, who is completely unreasonable, illogical and unreasonable, to meet such a being. It doesn't even know how to start now.

"Minglong, tear this place apart!"

Feng Qingan, who was wearing the Minglong Armor for the first time since he raised the Minglong Armor, ordered this.

At this moment, he has already activated the "Shen Fusion Technique", and the target he has chosen is the Qilin Beast, Sen Miao.

The unicorn steps on the auspicious clouds, and all the difficulties in the world disappear

As long as the Qilin does not fall into the path of demons, no matter what type of Qilin it is, even if it only has Qilin bloodline, it has the power to exorcise evil and suppress evil. It is suitable to deal with such an old ghost.

However, the "Shen Fusion Technique" he operates can only choose one person to be one with him. As for the Minglong Armor he is wearing now and the blazing fire wrapped around him, they are all voluntary. Yes, actively cooperate.

Yin~

Then I saw a dragon roar, echoing in the heaven and earth. The Minglong Armor, which had mastered many martial arts techniques through practice, trembled and roared, like a real dragon roaring in the nine heavens.

"Don't get too excited, as long as you tear this old ghost into pieces!"

Demon king-level divine power was flowing freely through his body at this moment, and Feng Qingan felt an unprecedented sense of fullness and fullness all over his body.

This comes from Sen Miao, and is beyond his current control. In terms of detail, it is definitely impossible for him to handle it as well as Sen Miao himself can control it. However, after using the "Shen Miao Technique", everything is controlled by the beast. The master is the leader, but fortunately he has Minglongjia as his assistant.

Although Minglongjia was exposed to this level of power for the first time, this guy had an outstanding special talent in controlling power.

After the dragon clan's divine weapon Tinghai Euphorbia wreaked havoc in the sea of ​​blood, destroying millions of lanterns and causing the sea of ​​blood to become turbulent, Minglongjia Then he completely adapted to this power, and even Feng Qingan became more comfortable with it.

"Your Highness, how about you and I each take a step back? I will release the little girl and retreat. I will never cause any further disturbance."

The old ghost who had nothing to do with Feng Qing'an wanted to retreat, because it looked helplessly at the pretty boy who deserved to be cut into pieces, and casually took out a Coiling Dragon Seal and smashed it into its territory.

When the Panlong Great Seal fell, the sea of ​​​​blood was shaken by it. Then the entire sea surface was suppressed by a majestic force, and the blood sea was so calm that it could even reflect human figures.

"Old ghost, what are you talking about?"

Feng Qing'an sneered, and along with a burst of Buddha's sound, the magnificent Buddha's light shone down, and a treasure banner rose from above his head. Under the twisted gaze of the old ghost, he took out another artifact that was even more powerful than the immortal. An unparalleled Buddhist treasure.

"Why do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me?"

The fire of the blazing sun, the power of the Qingmu Qilin, the divine weapon of the dragon clan, the soul-drawing lock, the precious treasure of Buddhism

Every one of them can restrain this old ghost. If there is only one kind, with this old ghost's nearly thousand years of experience, he will naturally be fearless and can withstand even hard resistance.

But when all of these are superimposed on one place, unless he is like Donghuang, who is forced to panic and can take out a Taoist weapon and hit people, the Ghost King will not be able to withstand it. Reading books

"Little one, do you really think you can satisfy me?"

The old ghost stared at Feng Qingan with a sinister expression.

"You can resist, but I don't know how long you can hold on?"

Feng Qingan recklessly squandered Senmiao's power. Immortal weapons, magic weapons, and Buddhist treasures all burst out with terrifying power that stirred the world.

"This is what I should be asking Your Highness, how long can your demonic power last?"

Feng Qingan smashed nearly half of the magic domain that he had worked so hard to recite, and the old ghost showed a proud smile. It was very easy to kill it, as long as it was completely destroyed. This was actually almost impossible. things.

"Well, it's almost used up, but it doesn't matter, I'll just change it."

The green veins and golden scales gradually dimmed, but before the joy appeared on the old ghost's face, he saw the dragon-headed man of life, UU Readingｗww.uｕｕｈhu.netｔ The god-man with wings on his back, turned into a head The demonic shadow with the head of a wolf and the blue flame that can burn the soul instantly swept across the sky and the earth.

"Ghost wolf? This is impossible!"

Such a scene that goes against common sense is far beyond the old ghost's understanding. He really can't imagine what kind of magical powers can do such things that go against the laws of heaven. Why would such a guy? Not punished by heaven?

"No!"

After Feng Qing'an exhausted Sen Miao's power, he switched to Black Mountain. This move completely defeated the old ghost's will. After discovering that the problem was far from being as simple as it imagined, it instantly thought of that person. The Lord of the Ghost Fairy Kingdom.

All kinds of things in the past came to mind. Details that it had ignored but didn't care about were now reminded of what it had done over the years. It felt like a sudden enlightenment in its heart.

"I see, today is my death day."

After realizing all this, this old ghost did not accept it calmly. He risked disobeying the order of a ghost fairy and tried new possibilities. How could such an old ghost accept death obediently?

Dang~

When a bell rang in the dark, no matter how desperate and unwilling the old ghost was, he could only let out a wailing cry, which turned into wisps of blue smoke and dissipated in the air. The sea of ​​​​blood collapsed, and the remaining tens of millions of white skins The lantern also began to burn.

At the same moment, a thin figure slowly floated down from the sky. Feng Qing'an subconsciously reached out to grab it and held it in his arms.

"Ice soul body? A nice furnace. If you want to take a concubine, this girl will be your first choice!"