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Chapter 421: Finally Falling into My Trap
The puppet whose chest was pierced by his sword suffered devastating damage to its vitality, and its body was burning with blazing red yang fire. It struggled and rolled down from the high stone wall.

"Bang", the puppet fell heavily on the wet ground and there was no movement for a moment.

A burnt smell filled the air. Three transparent insects as thick as hair and about an inch long were stuck to the outside of Xu Yuan's long robe, twisting and crawling wildly. They were trapped in the invisible formation of the phantom armor's fluctuations, circling around the wood grain that flowed like water, and occasionally disappearing briefly in the formation.

"Friend Fu, are you a divine Gu master or a divine puppet master?"

Xu Yuanchang looked at him coldly and asked casually.

The seventh-level phantom armor can provide all-round protection. The vicious divine poison that wanted to plot against him through the living dead puppet could not break through the seven-layer phantom magic circle formed by the phantom armor.

Even when facing Yu Gu Zhenren who had fallen to the seventh level, he was still able to fight with the help of his phantom armor.

"Hey, kid, I'm also a magic talisman master. What if you can break my 'Soul-Boiling Magic Gu'? I'm proficient in many methods. Let's play slowly. You can't escape."

Fu Donglin's sarcastic sneer was heard in the air.

The loss of a zombie puppet allowed the old man to calm down from the frustration of a series of failed calculations.

In the cave that was four or five hundred feet in size, there were gusts of faint wind. With a "rustling" sound, thin black paper figures floated on the cave wall, twisting and stretching their limbs, and transformed into human figures emitting a gloomy aura.

Xu Yuanchang suddenly pointed with his right hand, and with a "chirp", a cold light broke through the air and cut off an invisible hand that was grabbing the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Spirit in the sky.

The other party wanted to use the Youyang Fire as bait and capture the pair of little fire spirits alive.

"The dust is like the tide, rising and falling like an illusion."

As Xu Yuanchang chanted, the desperately fleeing Youyang Fire collided with an invisible tide of floating dust. It was delayed for a moment, and the Yin-Yang Fish Diagram had already covered and wrapped it up.

With a flash of fire, the phantom fire spirit returned to its master's shoulder, dodging the intensive attacks from the eerie paper man.

As Xu Yuanchang waved his hand, flames spread and in the blink of an eye, many paper figures were set on fire.

The bronze tablet under his feet suppressed the eye of the formation, forming a restraint and confrontation with the old monster Fu in the dark. It seemed that he was passively being beaten in the open, but in fact he was in control. As long as the old monster revealed some flaws in his aura, he would be hit by his thundering blow.

In the magic mirror space, the soul-hosting divine insect in Shan Yuhong's body could not sense the existence of its master and completely exploded before he died.

Shan Yuhong scratched his face and howled miserably, "Brother Xu, help me... I will help you deal with Old Monster Fu, and all the treasures of the Earth Spirit will be yours. The treasures on my body... will all be given to you. I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you..."

Pieces of flesh were scratched off, revealing the white bones.

He regretted that when he discovered the secret of the cave, he did not bring Xu Yuanchang in to explore together. Greed can only lead to harm.

Despite being extremely careful and cautious, he still fell into the vicious plot set by Old Monster Fu.

Xu Yuanchang ignored it. A betrayer would never turn back.

He never acts like Mr. Dongguo.

Considering their friendship over the years, he could help the other person have a decent ending after his death.

Staring closely at the dancing figures of firemen in the fire, Old Monster Fu watched the loss of a sixth-level flame with his own eyes, and he was really patient.

Xu Yuanchang suddenly realized something was wrong. The paper man dancing in the fire lasted for three breaths without being burned to death. Suddenly, a few dark thunders with a hissing sound appeared in the air, forming a strange thunder array.

He wanted to use his flying sword to destroy the paper figures one by one, but it was too late.

Faced with the siege of unknown thunder, he did not choose to escape invisibly, because there was nowhere to escape in it.

He quickly took out the staff and held it in his hand.

With this thought, he took out the jade box from the shelf of the space treasure house. As soon as he opened the box, Yin thunders as big as a baby's fist, flashing with dark light, blasted towards the Taoist standing on top of the bronze tablet from all directions.

The breath of thunder was thick and dense, and the pressure was suffocating.

Xu Yuanchang raised the Thunder Seal and the staff at the same time. Almost all the Yin thunders turned like moths to a flame, quickly shrinking and disappearing into the inconspicuous seal, without even a ripple of light.

Only a few escaped Yin thunders were dissipated by the seventh-level thunder stone embedded in the staff.

The invisible pressure that shackled the Taoist priest collapsed.

"Go to hell!"

Amidst the thunder and fire, a roar was heard.

Fu Donglin was extremely angry. How come that boy was able to restrain his methods and secret techniques in every way?

Shan Yuhong, who was poisoned by him with the soul-filling Gu, was such a good-for-nothing. All the secrets he told him were traps.

This put him in a passive position at every step and forced him to launch the attack he had been preparing for a long time in advance.

Three black rays suddenly appeared from three directions and slashed towards the Taoist priest who was raising his hands on top of the bronze tablet.

"Bang", the Taoist's figure shattered, and the black light hit the bronze tablet fiercely.

The bronze monument stood in the fire, motionless.

A silver light suddenly flashed towards the top of the cave, and an old man in a long gown staggered and fell out. It was the hidden Fu Donglin.

Xu Yuanchang then showed up, and swung his staff towards Old Monster Fu. He released the seal he was holding in his hand, connecting the heaven and earth with a trace of the power of rules, using illusion as a sword and suddenly releasing the Illusion of Floating Life Slash.

The old man in the long gown groaned in pain, and layers of runes that seemed to be real appeared on his body, splattering like flying flowers, shining brightly.

Three cold lights came one after another and pierced the old man.

However, only a piece of paper man talisman was cut off, and the fragments flew everywhere, and the old man disappeared.

The remaining runes quickly dissipated into the air.

All the paper fire figures in the cave that released the strange Yin thunder array turned into ashes.

Xu Yuanchang took back the Thunder Seal, imprisoned the captured Youyang Fire and threw it into space, then returned to the top of the bronze tablet. The two-colored flames rolled and swept through the cave again and again, trying to force out the old monster Fu who had hidden somewhere unknown.

"Friend Fu, if you are such a coward and hide away like this, I will not accompany you. I will leave first."

Xu Yuanchang was able to connect with the marks left outside at the beginning of breaking the formation, and it only took him a thought to withdraw.

Fu Laoguai's ability to escape is endless and is no less than his.

He is now retreating to advance and forcing Old Monster Fu to make a choice.

The treasure hidden deep in the cave is Fu Laoguai's weak spot, unless Fu Laoguai is willing to give up the treasure of the earth that he has been planning for more than two hundred years.

A treasure that can absorb the spiritual energy of the mountains and waters of the Seven Star Mountains and cause large-scale drought must be very powerful.

"Wait, we can talk about cooperation." The old man's voice came faintly, revealing a bit of urgency.

Xu Yuanchang chuckled and said, "I will go out and send out a few summonses to call all the people of the same level nearby, and then sit down with Daoist Fu to discuss cooperation. As for Daoist Shan, who was killed by your conspiracy, you don't have to sit and wait for death, you can escape in advance."

In the magic mirror space, there were only a skeleton and various treasures scattered on the ground.

The old monster Fu secretly plotted against the soul-filled magic poison planted by Shan Yuhong, which was so powerful and terrifying.

"Boy, don't push your luck. If you push me too far, I will destroy the earth spirits together. No one will be able to get the treasure. The vitality of the Seven Star Mountain veins has been severely damaged. Within a hundred years, it will fall into drought every year. I will not care about the lives of millions of mortals. By then, it will be all your fault."

The old man's voice was filled with a desperate and violent tone.

Xu Yuanchang's eyes were cold and he sneered, "It's none of my business. God can find whoever he wants."

He will not be easily controlled by the other party. If he is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand firm.

The two men were at a stalemate, fighting each other with wits and strength, and they were afraid of each other.

Xu Yuanchang's figure gradually became transparent. He currently had the upper hand and the initiative, and continued to use his actions to force the other party to make a choice.

Three figures suddenly appeared in the fire, thrusting their swords at the Taoist priest more than ten feet away, with sword energy crisscrossing everywhere.

Xu Yuanchang handed the staff to his right hand, opened his left palm, and silver light flowed out, swaying towards the three zombie puppets. The invisible phantom wave blessed with the power of the rules of illusion instantly confused the sixth-level puppet.

The sword energy that pierced his body created ripples of light.

The magic mirror sucked the struggling puppet into space and placed a ban on it.

The three magical insects that were previously trapped on the phantom armor had already been caught by him and sealed in a bottle.

The figure became transparent again, and the fire in the sky was quickly extinguished. He did not give Old Monster Fu too much time to think.

"Asshole, I will fight you to death."

The old man could no longer keep his composure and roared in anger.

"Boom", a hole appeared on the opposite mountain wall, and dark green flood poured down. Xu Yuanchang was shocked and realized something was wrong. Before he could collect the bronze tablet and escape, the whole person fell rapidly downwards along with the bronze tablet.

There was a huge suction force trapping him, and Xu Yuan shouted loudly: "Fire!"

As soon as the flames rose, everything went dark before my eyes and I fell into a space filled with mucus. The bronze tablet under my feet disappeared and I lost contact with the outside world.

The phantom armor emits layers of flowing light waves, fighting against the ubiquitous corrosion, and fine bubbles keep emerging.

"Boy, no matter how arrogant you are, you will eventually fall into my trap and into the belly of the Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon that I raised. You will have to spit out everything you eat."

Fu Donglin's unbridled and hearty laughter could be heard in the space.

In order to deal with the cunning and powerful Taoist Xu, he had to release the Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon in advance.

In fact, the so-called treasure is the Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon that has been practicing for many years.

For hundreds of years, the Hidden Dragon of the Earth Spirit has been lurking here, slowly absorbing the earth spiritual energy of the Seven Star Mountain. With his secret care, the Seven Star Mountain has been constantly changing forces of all sizes over the past two hundred years, and those monks who disappeared in secret have all become food for the Hidden Dragon.

He wanted to break through and advance to the eighth level, so he was counting on this hidden dragon. He planned to let the hidden dragon devour two seventh-level monks. After another hundred years, his merit would be complete and he could take the elixir and enjoy it.

"Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon?"

Xu Yuanchang sensed the danger, and he tried to release a two-colored flame to burn around him.

"Puff", the Yin-Yang fish pattern and the flame were extinguished by the cold.

"It's useless. The little fire spirit you raised has been restrained by the Hidden Dragon. I will use it to nourish the Hidden Dragon. I want to see how long you can last in the Hidden Dragon space. Ten years, twenty years? No one can predict my whereabouts. Your peers nearby cannot help you. Just wait for death."

Fu Donglin's voice was full of complacency as he said, "Just to remind you, when the phantom armor on your body is worn off, that will be the day when you will be possessed by the divine insect. I can't bear to see you die so soon, hahaha."

Xu Yuanchang silently added a layer of divine light of creation inside the magic armor and said, "Fellow Daoist Fu, how did you raise the Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon? Can you give me some pointers?"

Fu Donglin was silent for a moment, then said, "It's okay to tell you, kid. I have nurtured this hidden dragon since it was young. I found a blessed place with natural veins and spiritual roots in Qixing Mountain. I fed it with all kinds of natural materials and treasures. Of course, the most were the cultivators who had easy access to them. It took more than a thousand years to finally cultivate it to the seventh level. Kid, you can't escape. The mucus in the hidden dragon space can corrode seventh-level treasures."

Xu Yuanchang searched through the jade slips in the space, browsing and searching quickly.

"It's hard to say. Xu spent a lot of money to refine the phantom armor on his body. Maybe he can hold on for a few more decades. There is hope as long as he is alive."

"You have a shitty hope. You monks from foreign lands won't stay here for long."

"Old Monster Fu, if I kill your precious Hidden Dragon, will you be so angry that you die?"

Xu Yuanchang finally found the jade slip that he had flipped through before and had some impression of. He scanned it with his spiritual sense, wrote down common knowledge about hidden dragons, and made up something casually, slowly moving his position in the mucus space.

As he walked, the energy consumption of the phantom armor increased significantly, and tiny bubbles emerged densely.

"Boy, you are still stubborn even when you are about to die. I want to see how you kill the hidden dragon? How can you make me angry to death?"

Before the old man finished speaking, the mucus space violently flipped and turned upside down, throwing Xu Yuanchang who was in it to and fro, drifting with the flow. The squeezing force became stronger and stronger, and the old man seemed to want to give Taoist Xu a warning.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the shaking and flipping stopped.

Xu Yuanchang slowly got up and continued to move in the darkness until he reached the edge of the space.

He took out a bottle of condensed blood of the dragon from the space, which he occasionally used to make talisman ink and draw special phantom fire talismans. He threw the bottle out, and "pop", dark red blood like magma flowed into the mucus.

Soon several tentacles extended from the edge, greedily sucking the blood of the dragon.

Several strands of golden light suddenly entangled the hidden dragon's tentacles, and Xu Yuanchang exerted all his strength to absorb the hidden dragon's vitality and energy.

He had not used the devouring ability of the Fantasy Immortal Ring for many years, because Lao Li had said that absorbing the magic power and vitality of other cultivators and demon cultivators for one's own use would easily cause one's cultivation to be mixed and impure, and would foster a lazy character who seeks to gain something for nothing, which would be detrimental to one's own cultivation.

Yinlong felt his life was threatened and rolled violently, trying to shake off the few strands of golden light that were like a thorn in his side.

Fu Donglin was startled by the sudden change. He asked around and learned that the Taoist in desperate situation could still use a strange skill to hurt Yinlong. In a hurry, Yinlong could not explain clearly, so he hurriedly got into the space in Yinlong's belly and found the source of the problem. While shaking and rolling, he released the flying sword and kept poking at the Taoist. As long as he could break a small hole, he could end this farce.

His soul-retaining magic insect is not a vegetarian.

He tried to calm the frightened Yinlong, but it was rolling and shaking so violently that it was inconvenient for him to help.

Xu Yuanchang seized the opportunity and released golden light to wrap around the wrist of Fu Laoguai who was rolling towards him.

If I don’t suck old monster Fu dry, I’m not considered the Xu family name.

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(End of this chapter)