Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

Chapter 191: Qiankun Borrowing Method (Please subscribe)

Yuan Jianchao's eyes were like dead fish.

Until his death, he never knew why his father wanted to kill him.

Miao Ruochu, Yao Qingyi and Shi Shouren beside him were all shocked and did not dare to move.

"Chen Xuan, when did you start to doubt me?"

Yuan Qingfeng absorbed Yuan Jianchao's essence and blood while staring at Chen Xuan.

"From the first time I saw you, I doubted you."

Chen Xuan still had that smile on his face.

"However, I'm just suspicious. After all, you have the highest cultivation level among us."

"You shouldn't have said you were here once."

"Also, just now, you mentioned the Holy Lord's projection. Let me confirm it finally. Even if it's not a demon, it must be a demon cultivator."

Yuan Qingfeng sighed softly.

"Have the monks nowadays become so smart?"

"I'm really looking forward to your flesh and blood essence!"

Yuan Jianchao fell limply, leaving only skin and skull.

"Do you know why he wants to absorb the blood and flesh of so many monks?"

"Because he is not Yuan Qingfeng at all. He is just a remnant soul parasitic in Yuan Qingfeng's body!"

In the state of the third eye, Chen Xuan could clearly see Yuan Qingfeng's true face.

The entire body was completely lifeless, relying only on the black evil demonic energy to support itself.

"Noisy!"

Yuan Qingfeng's body suddenly had a layer of dark light, deep and bottomless, which quickly expanded outwards and soon drew everyone around him into it.

"Do it!"

Following Yuan Qingling's order, the muscular Shi Shouyi, holding a heavy hammer, rushed forward like a giant.

However, before he could do anything, Fengli beside Bai Tingting flashed and came in front of him.

He lightly pointed the grass-shaped green staff in his hand at Shi Shouyi and jumped back.

Shi Shouyi, who was as powerful as thunder, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The muscles all over his body bulged uncontrollably, breaking through the surface skin, and exploded with a "bang".

"No!"

Amidst the wailing, Shi Shouyi's body kept exploding with "bang bang bang" sounds.

In the end, it became a pile of rotten meat.

"Lord Holy Lord!"

He also wanted to ask Yuan Qingfeng for help.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Qingfeng cursed angrily.

"Useless things!"

Then, he slapped him on the head and sucked him into a skeleton.

"Miao Ruochu, Yao Qingyi, are you still not awakening? Is this Saint Venerable worth your life?"

Yuan Qingfeng sneered: "Go!"

Yao Qingyi rolled her eyes and walked straight towards Chen Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you're so handsome. I'll play with you!"

Chen Xuan shook his head.

"Yao Qingyi, you are old and ugly. You killed innocent people and your sister to prove your faith. Now you are so ugly that I can't stand it."

"Chen Xuan, I want your life!"

The long black scissors were raised and cut towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan retreated quickly.

Sixteen soul-devouring demon insects flew over.

The insect shadow is uncertain, seeming to be there and not there.

The black long scissors clamped a few times, but didn't catch a single soul-devouring demon insect.

The soul-devouring demon insects seemed to have no substance and all disappeared into the void.

Yao Qingyi's face changed drastically.

Just as she was about to put away the black scissors, a soul-eating demon insect flew silently to her face, stuck its mouthparts in, and took a deep breath.

"what!"

Yao Qingyi was shaking with pain.

However, more soul-devouring demon insects pounced on them.

Soon, Yao Qingyi aged rapidly. Her black hair turned white, her face was covered with wrinkles, her skin became like chicken skin, and her beautiful curves became shriveled.

She waved her long black scissors and struggled to get up. Seeing her old hands, she couldn't help but touch her face.

Everywhere you touch, there are potholes.

"Chen Xuan, you will die a miserable death!"

Yao Qingyi screamed and died!
the other side.

Miao Ruochu, who was fighting with Bai Tingting, was shocked when he saw Yao Qingyi's old appearance.

He turned around and tried to escape, but was cut in half by Bai Tingting's Hanpo Sword.

In fact, Bai Tingting only focused a little on the fight with Miao Ruochu, and kept a close eye on Yuan Qingfeng.

What surprised her was that Yuan Qingfeng remained indifferent from beginning to end.

Watch silently until the death of Yao Qingyi and Miao Ruochu.

He then said, "Okay, it's quiet now!"

He waved his sleeves, and the bodies of the two men, as well as the body of Yao Zhaoyi, which no one paid attention to at first, were all sucked into skeletons by him.

"Tell me, how do you two want to die? Since you've helped me so much, I'll let you choose a way to die."

Bai Tingting and Feng Li looked at Yuan Qingfeng in front of them nervously.

The windless, automatic Cold Soul Sword and the slightly trembling Wind Fox Staff were always on alert. However, Chen Xuan was not that nervous.

He chuckled.

"If you really have that ability, why bother with so much trouble? You could have taken them all down in the White Jade Stele Hall. Wouldn't that have been better?"

"If the demon's true body was here, Fellow Daoist Bai and I would have turned and run. He's just a parasitic soul, how could he really think he was so powerful?"

Yuan Qingfeng's expression changed slightly.

Although he had just devoured a lot of blood and food, his control over this body was strengthened a bit.

After all, it's just a body in the middle stage of foundation building.

The two people opposite, one is in the early stage of foundation building and the other is in the perfect stage of Qi training, but each of them relies on something.

He glanced at the wind raccoons and the swarm of soul-devouring demon insects.

"Hmph. Just a second-level spirit beast and a few soul-devouring insects. How can I be afraid of you?"

However, at this moment.

Bai Tingting suddenly activated the Hanpo Sword, making a sharp sword sound, and a transparent sword light whizzed over and shot towards Yuan Qingfeng as fast as lightning.

At the same time, Fengli jumped up nimbly, pointed the Fengli staff in his hand into the air, and a green light flashed over.

Yuan Qingfeng remained unafraid of Bai Tingting's sudden attack. A black aura emerged from his body, forming a black magic shield that protected him firmly.

Then, he secretly pinched the magic formula, and his skinny palm turned into a huge black devil's palm, grabbing Bai Tingting.

Bai Tingting snorted coldly, and a three-meter-long pure white silk appeared on her left hand, shining with spiritual light and forming a cloud-like shape, wrapping around the evil hand layer by layer.

Yuan Qingfeng opened his mouth and sprayed out a thick evil aura, which formed several evil blades and flew towards him with a soul-stirring shrieking sound.

However, an antique Qinglong bell rotated and blocked the Yinsha Demon Blade, making a continuous "ding-dang-dang" sound.

"Good boy!"

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Chen Xuan with a sharp gaze.

Chen Xuan had been gathering strength for a long time. At this moment, the Qingmu Sword pointed at Yuan Qingfeng from a distance. The sword light was cold and clear, and the spiritual energy around the sword body rushed into it frantically.

"A mere Qigong sword cultivator dares to show off in front of me. You're courting death!"

Yuan Qingfeng was furious. He clapped his hands and a ghost flag appeared in his hand.

With a gentle wave, some familiar faces appeared on the ghost banner. They were the seven people who had just fallen, including the Shi Shouren brothers, Lu Yunze and his wife, Yao Qingyi sisters, Yuan Jianchao, etc. All of them had hideous faces and were cruel and vicious.

The unwillingness before death makes them even more violent.

And this is exactly Yuan Qingfeng’s purpose.

Not only did it suck the flesh of these people dry, but it also stored their souls into this ghost banner.

Sure enough, there was no waste at all.

"The universe is boundless, and the universe borrows the Dharma. Taoist disciple Chen Xuan, I beg the ancestor to grant me the Dharma!"

Chen Xuan stared at the statue on display and spoke slowly.

A strange scene happened.

The face of the statue suddenly became clear, and it turned out to be a middle-aged Taoist priest with a dignified appearance.

The sword in his hand lit up and emitted a clear sword sound, like the sound of a fire phoenix, which turned into a red light and projected onto the gleaming Qingmu sword in Chen Xuan's hand.
On the originally green green wood sword, first a burst of azure thunder power flowed, and then it was wrapped in a layer of hot fiery red spiritual light.

The three magical powers of completely different natures are perfectly integrated together, giving off a breathtakingly gorgeous color.

Yuan Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed.

He felt the threat of the sword intent and felt inexplicably palpitating.

There is a long time to come, so it is better not to bother with such youngsters, but to rescue the real body!

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingfeng began to feel like giving up.

However, Chen Xuan didn't think so much.

All the petals of the Thunder Blue Lotus were in full bloom, the lush green sacred tree shone with light, and all the magic power in his body poured into the Qingmu Sword in his hand like a sea.

"cut!"

The Qingmu Sword carried a terrifying and majestic aura, and was a fusion of the three powers of the divine sword intent, the power of thunder, and the Qingling sword light. It had the terrifying aura of cutting through mountains and seas and destroying everything, and it shot towards Yuan Qingfeng at a high speed.

"No!"

Yuan Qingfeng roared.

His body swelled wildly, and the surrounding evil demonic energy rushed in frantically. He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blood-red flesh and blood essence, which turned into a solid blood-colored light shield, protecting his whole body.

At this moment, Yuan Qingfeng's originally rosy face suddenly turned pale, his breath weakened, his black hair turned white again, and his face looked haggard.

It can be seen that this blood, flesh and essence has damaged his vitality.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, all the hundreds of ghosts in the Ghost Banner were sent out to intercept the Qingmu Sword.

next moment,
The Qingmu Sword left a residual image, as if ignoring the limitations of space and arriving almost instantly.

Wherever it passed, the intercepted ghosts made a crackling sound, and the azure power of thunder easily refined them into nothingness.

The eighteen soul-eating devil insects, as if they had found extremely delicious prey, flapped their wings and chased after the ghosts. When they caught the ghosts, they bit them to death and made cheerful "beep" laughter.

Finally, Qingmu Jian flew in front of Yuan Qingfeng.

First, the Yinhun Banner tried to knock away the Qingmu Sword, but the sword energy shattered the flag into pieces, and the banner turned into butterflies, leaving only the bare flagpole.

Next is the magic shield.

It couldn't even hold on for a moment before it became dim and completely collapsed.

Finally, there was the blood-colored light shield, still struggling to hold on, resisting the Qingmu sword tightly.

"Great! I didn't expect you to be the strongest among them!"

When Yuan Qingfeng saw the blood-colored light shield blocking the Qingmu Sword, his tense heart relaxed a little.

No ordinary cultivator could force him to this point, let alone cultivate Qi, even in the process of building the foundation.

The Qingling sword energy and thunder power on the Qingmu sword can threaten his soul.

What surprised him even more was that Chen Xuan could actually borrow the sword power of the sword held by the enshrined statue.

And this sword intent is his nemesis.

Incredible.

Could it be that he really has a connection with this Taoist statue?
As long as he can survive this attack, he has plenty of ways to fight back against Chen Xuan and Bai Tingting.

"However, I will stop here and let you witness the power of the Holy Sect's magic!"

(End of this chapter)