Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 289 Invincible here
"How dare you underestimate me!"

Seeing that the big man squinted and didn't care about his appearance at all, the Ninth Son was furious.

He didn't feel that he was inferior to the other party. He was at the Nascent Soul level, and the Primordial Demon Sect had always ruled the roost at the same level. What's more, he could be listed as the Holy Son. He had to fight and kill step by step on his own, and he was extremely confident in himself.

Even if you fail for a while, you are indomitable.

However, just now the opponent's punch as if there was nothing, also made him feel jealous, and immediately resorted to housekeeping skills.

A dark and domineering specter escaped from his body. Under the bright sun, there was no shadow under the body of the Ninth Son!

The phantom flew out, followed closely by the Ninth Son.

The way he practices takes into account both physical training and the way of ghosts. It can be near or far, can attack and defend, and is the most flexible.

It's just that he prefers to fight head-on, especially when he breaks through the opponent's defenses with his bare hands and tears the opponent to pieces.

Seeing this scene, the first holy son retreated a little more without a trace.

He stared solemnly at the big man who came suddenly.

"This person has a strange aura... To be able to injure Ninth Junior Brother with one punch, it is reasonable to say that such a person should be quite famous."

However, in his memory, there was no characteristic of a monk that could match it.

At least for a thousand years, he had no impression of the famous Nascent Soul in Feng Linzhou.

"A monk from the Great Jin Dynasty? From the Longevity Sect or the Wanxiang Sect? Could it be from the Temple of Immortals?"

Countless thoughts flashed through the mind of the First Holy Son.

"I still can't see his roots... Let's look again."

On the auspicious clouds behind him, several monks exuded the perfect aura of the Nascent Soul, with different expressions, slightly revealing their figures, looking at the big man with a look of watching the show.

They have confidence in the strength of the Holy Son, and they also have confidence in their own strength.

At the same moment, in the Shenfu Lingtai, the strange voice sounded a little more confused and uncertain.

"Why is this person's aura both complex... and extremely pure, or is it because the old man's perception is not very clear?"

"Also, I always feel as if I've heard of this person somewhere."

Shen Fu was talking to himself without paying attention to the strange voice at all, and looked at the sky nervously.

At this moment, his heart is quite complicated. He hopes that the opponent can defeat the Ninth Son, but he also knows very well that even if the opponent can defeat the Ninth Son, it probably won't be the Seventh Son or the First Son who has not yet made a move. Rival of the Son.

I'm afraid there is no need for the other two Holy Sons to take action. The combination of several Nascent Souls who are protecting the way of the Holy Son this time is enough to defeat the opponent.

But at the moment when everyone had different thoughts.

The Ninth Son has already bullied himself in front of the big man.

The tyrannical body squeezed the air, and immediately bulged the big man's long black hair and flew backwards.

But the phantom pounced on the big man first.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Son.

"How dare I let my natal phantom touch my body..."

Ao Guiao, but he is not stupid. The opponent can hurt him before, and his strength should not be underestimated. If he can determine the chance of victory first, it would be great.

However, the surprise in his eyes was condensed in his pupils before it passed away:
"Impossible! This is..."

Suddenly, a phantom that resembled a big man jumped out from the big man's body, and instantly bumped into the phantom who had just rushed over!
The phantom of the Ninth Holy Son was obviously invisible, but it was knocked out in an instant.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"He, he also knows the Formless Shadow Technique?"

Above the auspicious clouds, a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't help stammering.

"Could it be a mistake? He is a member of our holy sect?"

The First Holy Son couldn't help but frowned:
"This...how could this be..."

He was determined not to believe this conclusion, but the facts in front of him were indeed so.

He couldn't help but look at the Seventh Son who was not far away, only to find that the other person had the same blank expression as him.

But compared to the dazedness of other monks, the Ninth Son, who was frozen in mid-air, was... even more dazed!
The breath of this phantom released by the other party cannot be said to be similar, it is exactly the same!
"But...how is this possible!"

The Ninth Son's face was filled with disbelief.

He knew all those who practiced the Formless Shadow Art in the sect and could reach this level, and there was no such person in front of him at all.

"The ghost...it turns out to be a slight change in the way of the soul..."

The big man on the opposite side didn't take the opportunity to make a move, but narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about it.

The other party's contemptuous attitude immediately angered the Ninth Son again.

"court death!"

The Ninth Son had no intention of holding back his hands anymore, and with a thought, the distant phantom was instantly sucked into his body like flowing water, and immediately opened a statue on his body, wearing a gown robe and wearing twelve heads. Wearing a five-color crown, but the majestic phantom of the face cannot be seen clearly.

The demonic energy is overwhelming, and it empties like a wave!
"Shameless Holy Emperor!"

On Nan Shaocheng's head, Diao Taiping couldn't help exclaiming.

As the head of a small sect living under the Primordial Demon Sect, Diao Taiping is almost familiar with the situation in the Primordial Demon Sect.

There are many factors that the primordial demon sect overwhelmed thousands of demon sects in Dayan, but the Nine Great Sacred Emperor's method passed down in the sect is undoubtedly an extremely important factor among them.

Every inheritance, cultivated to the end, can penetrate the remaining will of the nine demonic emperors in this world.

As for the Ninth Holy Son being able to possess the body of the Phaseless Holy Emperor, there is no doubt that this technique has reached the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The next step is to condense the will of the Holy Emperor into one's own body and create an opportunity for enlightenment.

"Ninth Junior Brother hides it quite deeply."

Seeing the appearance of the Wuxiang Holy Emperor, the First Holy Son couldn't help but stare slightly, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

And the face of the Seventh Son on the side couldn't help turning ugly.

"This guy……"

The holy sons in the original Demon Sect seem to be brothers and sisters, but born in the Demon Sect, how can there be harmony at all.

Between each other, there is nothing more than chasing each other and fighting openly and secretly.

He has been paying attention to the top-ranked saint sons, but he never expected that the ninth saint son behind him has secretly cultivated to such a state.

Thinking of this, he stopped looking at the strong man, and the situation was clear at a glance.

No matter how strong the opponent is, after all, they are only at the Nascent Soul level.

In front of the Holy Son under the blessing of the Holy Emperor's will, after all, it is just...

Everyone's thoughts are complicated to say, but they are just a matter of a moment.

"ended."

The Ninth Son stood high in the air, slowly raised his hand, and patted the strong man.

At this moment, the Ninth Holy Son's face, which originally had a hint of arrogance, was full of supreme majesty and indifference, neither sad nor joyful.

With the clap of his palm, it was as if the night was shrouded, and the sky and the earth darkened in an instant.

Everyone seemed to be deprived of their eyes, only to see a big hand growing rapidly in mid-air...

Facing this palm.

On the strong man's body, a phantom slowly floated up.

The phantom faintly resembled the Ninth Holy Son on the opposite side, wearing a uniform and a crown, but the moment the phantom just condensed, it seemed to touch a certain taboo, and quickly collapsed.

Feeling the changes in the phantom, a trace of regret flashed in the strong man's eyes:
"It doesn't seem possible. His essence is not just a divine soul... Is the Formless Demon Emperor the Holy Son of the Original Demon Sect? This is indeed Dayan... Tsk, it seems that he can't get 15 meritorious services."

There was a hint of regret in his tone.

However, in his eyes, there was a trace of excitement that had been silent for a long time.

He took a light step forward.

A series of mysterious and mysterious lines floated up on his body.

Immediately close the fist.

Countless streamers quickly condensed in his hands, and then...

Punch!

quietly.

However, at this moment, the sky... lit up.

All around, there was an instant silence.

"you……"

In mid-air, the Ninth Son, who had disappeared half of his body, widened his only one eye.

He didn't even have time to feel the pain, only shock remained in his eyes!
Was defeated!

Even though he was possessed by the Formless Holy Emperor, he was defeated! ?

Is he dreaming?

"Not even dead?"

The strong man showed surprise:

"You can eat me twice without dying, and you are the Holy Son, and you are the first one to jump out... It seems that you should be the number one Holy Son... just right!"

Although he just glanced at it briefly and didn't accept the task, but after finishing it, go back and make up for it. It should be... feasible, right?

Although the Ninth Son couldn't understand what the other party said, he finally came to his senses at this moment.

The eyes are horrified!

"escape!"

At this moment, this is the only thought in his mind!
I have used all my life's knowledge and tried my best, but in front of the opponent, I still can't even block a punch. This is not his problem, but the opponent's problem!

He hurriedly flew towards Xiangyun!

At the same time, the first and seventh holy sons, as well as the onlookers of the Primordial Demon Sect Nascent Soul monks, reacted immediately after being shocked for a short time.

"An dare to hurt my Holy Son!"

An old man of the primordial Demon Sect Nascent Soul shouted angrily.

While speaking, a total of six Nascent Souls rushed towards the strong man in an instant!

Both the first and the seventh sons showed hesitation, but the seventh son gritted his teeth and rushed forward with the others.

He felt that between his own strength and that of the Ninth Holy Son Brother, if he fought this strong man alone, he would probably last a few tricks at most, but with the six veteran Zong Nei Nascent Souls around, it would not be that dangerous. On the contrary, if he acted alone, But it is more dangerous.

However, he was still a little worried. Seeing that the first holy son still had no intention of making a move, he rolled his eyes and made an anxious expression:

"Eldest brother! Let's go together! Don't let him hurt the life of Ninth Junior Brother!"

When the First Holy Son heard this, his handsome face was filled with calmness and indifference:
"Seventh Junior Brother, don't worry, I'm here to fight for you."

After all, he waved his hand.

A dark red cloud leaped out and quickly enveloped the surrounding area.

This Yin banner has 81 sides in total, and on each side, there is a ghost burnt by the fire. As soon as it appeared in the world, there was a sudden gust of gloomy wind, but it felt extremely hot and hot.

"Red Demon Fire Banner!"

Seeing this, the Seventh Son immediately felt a little more at ease.

Although the Red Demon Huo Sha Banner is a fourth-order magic weapon, it has 81 Yin Banners in an array. Although it is not comparable to Huashen, it is still enough to suppress all Nascent Souls.

This object is the protective object given to the first holy son by the suzerain.

With this treasure, unless it is Huashen, it is almost invincible.

The Seventh Holy Son followed the six Nascent Souls and flew up to meet him. Around his body, 49 demon children quickly emerged and stood in front of him at all times.

He didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, and he had already resorted to the means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

However, the strong man saw so many multi-infant cultivators approaching, he didn't chase after the Ninth Son, and he didn't retreat to avoid it, instead he flew towards him!
"Insanity!"

Rao was extremely jealous of the Seventh Son, but seeing this scene, he still couldn't help feeling furious.

With a thought, the 49 demon children howled loudly, and countless ripples were released from their mouths, and the magic sound filled the ears, reaching the soul!
Once it hits the soul, it can instantly shatter the soul!
However, at the moment when the magic sound touched the strong man, the strong man opened his mouth calmly.

"what!"

A demonic sound that was almost consistent with the cry of the demon boy burst out from the strong man's mouth in an instant.

Directly offset and drown out the devil boy's magic sound.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the Seventh Son couldn't help shaking!
"He knows our spells!"

"No, he should have learned it in an instant and then displayed it."

A veteran Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect said solemnly.

Hearing this, the Seventh Son immediately widened his eyes:

"how can that be?!"

……

"I remember this person's identity..."

On the messy auspicious clouds, the attendants nervously gathered around the seriously injured Ninth Son to treat him.

Shen Fu watched the battle not far away without moving, but at this moment, in his altar, a strange voice suddenly spoke.

Shen Fu was watching with excitement, and when he heard the strange voice, he couldn't wait to ask:

"Who is he?"

The strange voice didn't show off, and said directly:
"If I remember correctly, this person should be the Master of the Myriad Arteries of the Wanxiang Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty...surnamed Yao, I can't remember the name clearly, I just remember someone called him Yao Wudi."

"Yao Wudi? Isn't this name a bit..."

However, thinking of the scene when the other party punched away the Holy Emperor possessing the Ninth Holy Son who looked like a god and demon, Shen Fu couldn't help but pause again.

Being able to do this... isn't it invincible or what?
"This person is amazing. Thousands of years ago, someone called him Yuanying Realm Invincible. He was invited by the current Emperor Xiangshou of Chu to sit in the land of Dachu and mediate the dispute between Wu and Chu with the Dajin Huashen. None of the monks in the infant realm can be their opponents, and they are powerful for a while."

The strange voice sighed a little:
"I remember that before I sat down, this person had been stuck in Yuanying for many years, and it should have passed away long ago, but I didn't expect him to be alive..."

When Shen Fu heard the words, he suddenly felt a sense of yearning.

What kind of demeanor is this for one person to dominate the dynasty?

If he can do it one day, this life is enough.

"It's a pity that after so many years, the current Nascent Souls probably don't know how powerful he is. Although the Primordial Demon Sect is not weak, I am afraid there is no chance to take him down... Uh, I take it back." In my words, you, the number one holy son, are a bit of a fool, and you even took out the 'Red Devil Huo Sha Banner'."

There was a trace of rare appreciation and sympathy in the tone of the strange voice.

Shen Fu heard the words and looked quickly.

I saw a dark red cloud flying from the hands of the First Holy Son and falling down.

That Yao Wudi was blocked by Yin Banners all around, and the Seventh Son and the other six people also tacitly blocked his way.

But what happened next was a scene that left Shen Fu dumbfounded.

Yao Wudi also used all the means used by the Seventh Son and others.

Not only are they exactly the same, but even their authentic products are even more powerful.

"This is the frightening thing about Wanfamai. They can grasp the opponent's methods in an instant, and even use corresponding methods to restrain them. The key is that their foundation is so thick and unimaginable... If I were you, I would hurry up now." Walk."

The strange voice suddenly said.

Shen Fu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly reacted.

That's right, now that Yao Wudi has restrained everyone in the Primordial Demon Sect by himself, it looks like it will last for a long time, and it is the best time for him to take the opportunity to escape.

He was about to pull away, but suddenly he felt a gaze on him.

Shen Fu looked back subconsciously.

Then he saw a handsome face with eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, facing the red demon fire flag in the mid-air not far away.

Shen Fu's face remained unchanged, but his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

"The First Holy Son...is still staring at me!"

"Old Devil Jiang is right. I'm afraid he really wants to transform me into an incarnation outside of my body."

But at this moment, the strange voice couldn't help saying:
"Why are you still in a daze, run quickly, he doesn't dare to get away right now, don't you want to wait for Yao Wudi to be defeated before leaving?"

Shen Fu gritted his teeth when he heard that.

Although he was not very clever, he was always decisive. Hearing this, he immediately left Xiangyun without hesitation and flew north.

"Junior Brother Shen Fu, where are you going?"

The voice of the First Holy Son appeared in Shen Fu's ears almost instantly.

Shen Fu felt the hairs all over his body standing on end!
He followed the sound, and suddenly saw the figure of the First Holy Son standing not far in front of him, staring at him leisurely and leisurely.

On the other side, there is still a number one holy son who is controlling the red demon fire banner.

"It's an incarnation! I didn't expect him to hide so deeply. I'm afraid he is about to condense into a magic machine..."

In the Lingtai, the strange voice was extremely dignified.

But Shen Fu who heard this had no time to scold the other party for his idea, and said with his expression unchanged:

"Back to Senior Brother, Junior Brother is not strong enough. I would like to ask Master to come and capture this beast in person."

"Ha ha……"

The first holy son smiled slightly, but stopped talking, and directly raised his hand to grab Shen Fu!
Seeing this, Shen Fu's complexion changed drastically, and he finally stopped trying to hide it. He raised his hand and a head flew out of his sleeve, with a ferocious but stiff face and flew towards the First Holy Son.

The first holy son chuckled, flicked his finger, and the flying head exploded instantly.

However, at this moment, Shen Fu shouted angrily in a low voice:
"burst!"

In the flying head, a spark suddenly lit up, and then exploded instantly!

However, what made Shen Fu's face so embarrassing was that a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the First Holy Son, and he immediately raised his hand and made a pinching motion.

puff-

It was supposed to explode completely, an explosion that even Daoist Jindan could not resist, but it turned into a puff of green smoke after a muffled sound.

"It seems that you have guessed what I am going to do, so why resist?"

The First Son said with a gentle smile.

However, Shen Fu only felt terrified.

He quickly raised his hand, but found that there seemed to be an invisible force pinching him around him instantly, and he was unable to make any movements at all.

Even mana was cut off.

At this moment, a trace of powerless despair rose in Shen Fu's heart.

The first holy son flew over quietly, looking up and down at Shen Fu, You Ruo was admiring the rare treasures, without hiding the greed in his eyes.

"If I hadn't wanted to practice Daoism with the true intention of the Red Devil Emperor, I would have been able to transform into a god... After waiting for decades, I was about to give up, but finally waited...Damn it!"

The First Son suddenly turned his head.

Then, in the formation formed by the Red Demon Fire Banner, the naked-chested brawny punched the seven of them back, shouting angrily:

"Not enough! Not enough!"

"You guys are really trash! Don't you have any strength at all!"

The ghosts in the 81 scarlet demon fire streamers were scorching on his body, and countless ghosts entwined around his body, but under the mysterious lines on his body surface, there was no effect at all.

Seemingly aware of the gaze of the First Holy Son, the strong man suddenly raised his head to look at him, and suddenly grinned:
"Come here you!"

The faces of the two first holy sons all changed.

The strong man suddenly opened his mouth and roared to the sky.

"what!"

In an instant, the sound of the devil filled the ears, and even the scarlet demon fire banner swayed for a while, and the ghosts tortured by the fire spirit in the banner were instantly wiped out one after another with bang, bang, bang!

Affected by this, the Scarlet Demon Huoshaban suddenly lost his spirituality, and a flaw appeared.

The strong man stretched out his palm, and the two first saints felt a terrifying suction force instantly.

"The power of Yuan Magnetic!"

The expressions of the two holy sons suddenly changed!

Immediately, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, the separated incarnation immediately jumped into the main body in the Red Demon Fire Banner Formation.

The avatar and the main body worked together to freeze the figure instantly.

"Combine!"

The first holy son's face was solemn. He originally felt that the other party was in danger, but he was still under control. However, the change just now made him realize that he might have really underestimated the other party.

At the same time, the Scarlet Demon Huosha Banner quickly flew back, and immediately flew towards several people around them under the dispatch of the First Holy Son.

Several people also immediately separated into different positions tacitly, and in an instant, the aura of several people rose steadily!
However, the strong man who saw this scene did not intend to stop him at all, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha! That's it!"

Seeing that after the formation, the breath on the bodies of the few people was at a loss.

Yao Wudi laughed loudly and rushed forward...

"He, why didn't he take the opportunity to make a move just now, if he did it just now..."

Seeing this scene, Shen Fu who was stuck in place couldn't help asking in a low voice.

In the Lingtai, the strange voice said with emotion:
"If I'm not wrong, he probably wants to use the pressure from the outside world to fully understand his way...everything he gains, he loses. Wan Famai has mastered too many things, but he is also troubled by them. With his talent, if he changes another Inheritance, maybe it has already turned into a god."

"But if it were a different inheritance, maybe it wouldn't be so amazing. Just now, I underestimated him. Over the past thousand years, he has made progress... I'm afraid that even if he is not the opponent of the Transformation God, he can't be too far behind. .”

Shen Fu seems to understand but not understand.

However, with the three holy sons of the Primordial Demon Sect and the six Yuanying Zhenjun as stepping stones, there is no doubt that this Yao Wudi is terrifyingly powerful!
"go!"

After a brief fight, the first holy son was immediately shocked to find the gap between himself and the opponent, and shouted hastily.

However, how could the strong man who had already raised his hand let go easily? He suddenly raised his hand and squeezed it hard, and a darkness fell instantly, covering him, the first, the seventh holy son, and everyone else...

The outside world can no longer hear the slightest sound in it, and can no longer feel any movement in it.

"This……"

The Ninth Son's face was solemn, and he quickly ordered: "Retreat one hundred miles, no, three hundred miles!"

Three hundred miles is not a long distance, but if something happens, it is generally enough for him to escape.

Shen Fu remained where he was, unable to break free, and could only watch the fleeing monks around him and the deadly darkness in front of him.

After half a day.

Shen Fu suddenly noticed that the original invisible power around his body quickly dissipated.

The deadly darkness in front of him also began to dissipate.

And at this moment when the darkness dissipated.

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and a rain of blood dripped down quickly, followed by the second, third... eight in a row!
at the same time.

A brawny man with a bare upper body, slightly embarrassed, with a few magic weapons stuffed around his waist, stepped out slowly from the dissipating darkness.

Compared with before, the mysterious lines on his body are less than half.

The lines on the arm are completely gone.

However, he noticed that the strong man's aura was originally complicated, and at this moment he felt a sense of harmony. In Shenfu Lingtai, a strange voice suddenly sighed:

"He has already stood in front of the threshold of transforming gods, and he is only short of the last kick..."

At this time, the strong man glanced around.

Seeing the empty Nanshao City in an instant, and Shen Fu who hadn't had time to escape in the future, he couldn't help frowning:

"It's a loss..."

Looking into the distance, You Ruo penetrated the infinite distance.

"The first holy son can still catch up..."

Swish.

He disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already above a speeding palace!

The strong man frowned slightly, then raised his hand and reached into the palace.

The half-disabled Ninth Son was captured in an instant.

Under the astonished gaze of the Ninth Son, the strong man directly took off the magic weapon stored on the other party's body.

Immediately turned and left.

"Defeat the number one holy son, raise the prestige of the Great Jin, but don't kill... Is that what the mission says?"

In mid-air, the strong man frowned and thought with some uncertainty.

(End of this chapter)