Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The long sword in Feng Wuhen's hand seemed to be endowed with life at this moment. On the tip of the sword, the Taoist sword intent condensed into substance, transforming into a dazzling silver dragon shadow, roaring and going straight for the vital point behind Luo Yan.

Luo Yan was trying his best to deal with Xiao Bai's soul-devouring power, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart. He roared, twisted his body forcefully, and the black sickle, with a sound of breaking through the air, violently collided with the silver dragon shadow.

The two forces collided, causing a deafening roar. The space seemed to be torn apart, and circles of energy ripples spread out in all directions.

At this moment, he was doubly suppressed by the power of endless stars and the power of soul-devouring, and finally fell into a disadvantage. The silver dragon shadow penetrated the black sickle's counterattack and hit Luo Yan's chest with the remaining force.

“No——!” Luo Yan roared in despair. He never expected that he would fall into the hands of the person he regarded as an ant. But it was too late. The sword of Tao accurately pierced his chest and completely penetrated that arrogant body.

"Die!"

Feng Wuhen swung the Qinghong Sword in his hand with all his strength, releasing endless sword energy that wreaked havoc in his body, madly strangling his life force.

Luo Yan's body trembled violently, and endless ghost energy gushed out of his body like a spring. A trace of unwillingness and anger flashed in his eyes.

"You are just an ant, and you dare to kill me?" Luo Yan sneered, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, a stronger ghost energy from the Netherworld suddenly erupted from Luo Yan's body. At the same time, the Netherworld ghost energy seemed to have lost its backbone and began to flee in all directions. The entire battlefield instantly became clear. This ghost energy was extremely violent, as if it wanted to break free from all restraints. The Star Cage was ineffective at this moment and could not suppress the violent ghost energy fleeing everywhere.

At this moment, something strange happened. Just when they thought everything was settled, Luo Yan's body gradually blurred in front of everyone. The ghostly aura of the underworld enveloped him like a thick fog, and finally disappeared in a dazzling black light.

"He's not dead yet. He's using a secret technique to escape."

Li Mu narrowed his eyes and quickly reminded Feng Wuhen. His hands were not idle either. He quickly formed seals and summoned part of the power of the Nine Star Array, trying to block the space crack where Luo Yan might escape. The power of the stars jumped at his fingertips, turning into dazzling chains that intertwined into a net, trying to capture the ghost that was about to escape.

"Want to escape? Not that easy!" Feng Wuhen shouted coldly, his spiritual power boiling. He knew that he had to seize the opportunity to pursue the enemy, otherwise if Luo Yan escaped, the consequences would be disastrous. He flashed and turned into a silver lightning, chasing after the black light.

Xiaobai was not willing to be left behind. It flapped its wings, turned into a stream of light and followed closely behind Feng Wuhen. Its powerful soul-devouring power went straight to the fleeing black shadow.

Just when the black shadow was about to break through the chains of the star array, Feng Wuhen finally caught up. He roared, swung the Qinghong Sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, fiercely clashing with the black light in the air.

"Get back!" Feng Wuhen shouted, and raised the tip of his sword suddenly, blocking the opponent's escape route.

The black shadow was forced to flee, staying far away from Xiaobai's trace. A black shadow slowly condensed and took shape in the void not far away. It was Luo Yan.

However, at this moment, his figure seemed a little illusory, and his cultivation level had dropped to the middle stage of Dao Lord. His aura was no longer as overbearing as before, but his eyes were burning with an even more intense fire of revenge.

"You Yuan, Xue Qi, come and help me!"

Luo Yan looked at the other two battlefields and asked for help from his two fellow Dao Lords with a hint of urgency. He looked at Xiaobai with fear. Li Mu and Feng Wuhen could not pose a fatal threat to him. Only Xiaobai, a seventh-level spirit, fed on souls and was extremely immune to all the magical powers and spells of the ghost clan.

However, Luo Yan was met with dead silence. The battle between You Yuan and Xue Qi was also extremely fierce. Their opponents were Feng Yi and Chen Qingxuan, two equally powerful Dao Lords.

"Hmph, Luo Yan, you'd better wish you good luck! I can't help you right now." You Yuan responded with a cold snort. His attention was completely attracted by Chen Qingxuan's tidal attack and he was unable to break free.

"Old Luo, hold on a little longer. I'll come to help you after I take care of this guy."

Xueqi's divine consciousness came from afar, however, his opponent Feng Yi, with his unfathomable and profound wind and thunder sword skills, made him overwhelmed. The sword flashed, the sound of wind and thunder roared, and each strike contained the power of heaven and earth, forcing Xueqi to go all out, using blood as a guide, to lay down many blood nets, trying to trap this arrogant swordsman.

It was obvious that Xueqi couldn't get away for a while.

Luo Yan's face turned extremely ugly. He was already in a helpless situation. He looked around, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"In that case, let's see who is the final winner!" Luo Yan roared, and the Netherworld ghost energy surged around him. This time, they no longer fled in all directions, but gathered madly in his palm, condensing into a ghost bead as black as ink.

"Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Pearl, explode for me!"

The ghost bead emitted a heart-pounding wave, and Luo Yan's eyes became unusually cold. He threw it forward suddenly, and the ghost bead cut through the sky, attacking Feng Wuhen and Xiaobai with the power to destroy the world.

"Be careful!" Feng Wuhen hurriedly reminded Xiaobai. At the same time, the Qinghong Sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, trying to block the approach of the terrifying ghost bead. However, the speed and power of the ghost bead were beyond imagination. The sword shadows shattered one after another, and the sword light dimmed.

Xiaobai flapped its wings and turned into an even faster stream of light, rushing straight towards the Ghost Pearl. Its body emanated a faint blue light, which was the ultimate manifestation of the soul-devouring power, devouring the Ghost Pearl before it exploded.

Xiaobai opened his mouth and a powerful suction force surged out of his mouth, complementing the soul-devouring power to form an invisible vortex, which suddenly sucked the speeding ghost bead into it.

When the Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Pearl came into contact with this power, it let out a shrill scream, as if protesting its fate, but in the end it was no match for Xiaobai's powerful soul-devouring power.

With the disappearance of the Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Pearl, the ghostly aura that was lingering around also dissipated, and the battlefield regained its tranquility for a moment.

However, Xiaobai seemed to be full, his body trembled slightly, and his light dimmed slightly. It was obvious that swallowing the Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Pearl was not an easy task, and it needed time to digest this huge Ten Thousand Souls Ghost Body.

Feng Wuhen took the opportunity to go behind Luo Yan and swung the Qinghong Sword again. The sword light was like a rainbow, pointing directly at Luo Yan's vital points.

As if he had expected it, Luo Yan dodged the fatal blow with a flash of his body, and at the same time, he slapped out with his backhand, and the palm force of the netherworld carrying endless ghost energy collided with Feng Wuhen's sword. While Luo Yan was fighting with Feng Wuhen, he observed Xiaobai and found its abnormality. He was overjoyed. The ghost bead that swallowed such a huge amount of netherworld ghost energy must have borne a huge burden. At this moment, it was the weakest and could no longer pose a threat to him.

Right now, as long as we get rid of this opponent as soon as possible and then get rid of the Void Refining Monk who controls the magic circle, we can have a chance of survival if we fight to the death in this battle.

Luo Yan had made up his mind and his offensive became more fierce. He no longer defended but attacked with all his might. The ghostly energy of the Netherworld surged like a tide, and every move carried a destructive force, trying to defeat Feng Wuhen in one fell swoop.

"The origin of the ghost way, endless ghosts!" Luo Yan roared, and suddenly formed seals with his hands. The black mist around him instantly condensed and formed into a vast and boundless ghost domain. In the ghost domain, ghost shadows were looming and wailing sounds were heard one after another, as if countless dead souls were wandering here, releasing endless resentment and fear.

The next moment, Feng Wuhen felt that the ghostly aura around him seemed to have substance. It entangled and tore at his spiritual power shield and invaded his mind.

Feng Wuhen hummed softly, and his Dao Realm was fully opened. A dazzling light burst out from the Qinghong Sword, like a rising sun, penetrating the haze of the Netherworld.

Luo Yan's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly. The ghost energy of the underworld surged and turned into huge ghost hands, grabbing Feng Wuhen again and again.

However, is Feng Wuhen's sword light so easily blocked?

The sword light was like a dragon, shuttling between the ghost hands. Every collision was accompanied by a roar. The ghost hands shattered one after another, turning into ghost fires that dissipated in the air. The sword light broke through the shackles of the underworld ghost realm and went straight to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan roared, his whole body boiling with ghost energy. He knew the power of this sword very well. If he didn't avoid it, he would be seriously injured. But he had no way to retreat, so he could only take the blow head-on, gathering ghost energy with his claws and rushing forward.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the entire space seemed to tremble. The sword light and the ghost-bumping claw burst out with dazzling light and violent energy. One claw was cut off, and the other claw grabbed Feng Wuhen fiercely.

Two figures crossed each other in the air. Feng Wuhen staggered, his clothes were torn, and there was a shocking claw mark on his chest, with blood slowly oozing out.

There was ghostly energy lingering around Luo Yan's short claws, which recovered most of their energy in a short while. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and with a flash of his figure, he pounced on Feng Wuhen again, intending to take advantage of the victory and completely put an end to his opponent.

There was a flash of determination in Feng Wuhen's eyes, as if he had made some decision. The spiritual power in his body began to surge wildly, and the light on the Qinghong Sword became more dazzling, almost piercing the sky.

At this moment, Li Mu sent a message in time, "Feng Daojun, don't fight him to death. Just avoid him for the time being and buy time until Xiaobai recovers."

While transmitting his thoughts, Li Mu's hands were also busy. He was doing several things at once. While commanding the Nine Star Formation, four seventh-level Fire Element Talismans emerged and activated the power of chaos.

Under the infusion of the power of chaos, the four seventh-order fire element talismans instantly burst into unprecedented bright light, like four small suns, transforming into four fire dragons, roaring and rushing towards Luo Yan. The flames contained the violence of chaos and the heat of fire element, instantly evaporating the ghost energy of the underworld without a trace.

The four fire dragons were not only the embodiment of flames, but also like living creatures. They circled flexibly in the air, sometimes intertwining and entwining, sometimes attacking separately, surrounding Luo Yan and making him unable to kill Feng Wuhen, buying him precious breathing time.

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen's heart moved, knowing that what Li Mu said was true. Xiaobai was indeed the greatest reliance for restraining this beast. If he could stabilize the situation during its recovery period, the balance of victory would be greatly tilted. So, he quickly adjusted his strategy, stretched his body, and dodged like catkins in the wind, disappearing without a trace.

"Asshole! It's you again!"

Luo Yan roared in rage and glared at Li Mu, wishing he could eat his flesh and devour his soul. He didn't expect that at the most critical moment, this guy would ruin his good deeds.

Feng Wuhen must have chosen to retreat because of his telepathic transmission. At the same time, due to the interference of the four fire dragons, he was unable to free himself for a while and completely eliminate Feng Wuhen, bringing the situation back to the beginning.

Luo Yan's murderous intent towards Li Mu reached an unprecedented level. He waved his hand violently, and countless ghost spirits from the underworld responded to his call, transforming into sharp ghost blades that shot towards the four fire dragons.

The ghost blade and the fire dragon collided in the air, causing bursts of roars. The flames and ghost energy intertwined together, forming a strange and heroic picture.

The four fire dragons were obviously not easy to deal with. Under Li Mu's control, they flexibly dodged the attacks of the ghost blades while constantly spewing out blazing flames, engaging in a fierce battle with Luo Yan's Netherworld Realm.

Seeing that the battle between the Fire Dragon and the Ghost Blade was in a stalemate, Luo Yan became more and more anxious. If he could not deal with Li Mu and Feng Wuhen as soon as possible, he would face greater threats when Xiaobai fully recovered, and the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him.

So, Luo Yan took a deep breath and decided to turn his target to Li Mu and kill this Void Refining cultivator who had repeatedly ruined his plans first.

"The origin of the ghost way, the body devourer of ten thousand souls!" Luo Yan roared angrily, his voice was low and cold, every word seemed to come from under the netherworld, carrying an endless breath of death. He formed seals with his hands, but at an incredibly fast speed, as if he was weaving some ancient and evil spell.

As the seal was completed, the Netherworld condensed by Luo Yan suddenly became darker, and an aura that was even more dense and oppressive than before spread out.

The next moment, Luo Yan's Netherworld Realm churned violently, and gradually formed a huge black vortex. In the center of the vortex, there seemed to be an invisible passage that was slowly opened. It was the portal leading to the depths of the Netherworld, where thousands of souls wailed.

"Ten thousand souls are burying you! You just die!" Luo Yan shouted in a low voice, and the black vortex suddenly erupted. Countless ghost energy from the underworld turned into tangible black chains, twisting like a poisonous snake and sweeping towards the direction where Li Mu was.

These black chains do not contain any physical attack power. They directly cross the constraints of the Nine Star Array and the distance between spaces. Carrying the soul erosion unique to the Netherworld Ghost Way, they pounce directly on Li Mu. Once touched, even a Taoist monk would find it difficult to resist the attack from the soul.

"Elder Li, be careful!"

Feng Wuhen's face changed drastically. At this moment, it was too late for him to rescue.

However, at this critical moment, Li Mu's mouth curled up into a faint smile, as if he had already anticipated all this. (End of this chapter)