Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 160 Shocking Change
Originally, Deng Chanyu and Long Ji planned to say hello to Li Jing and his wife and leave, but they unexpectedly met the Dragon King and his son and Shen Gongbao at Li Jing's place. Shen Gongbao asked to borrow the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrow, which made Li Jing very embarrassed.

He repeatedly explained that there were no such two magic weapons in Chentang Pass. Shen Gongbao just sneered. Fortunately, Deng Chanyu arrived at this time.

Deng Chanyu took out the bow and arrows: "Master, there is no need to trouble Brother Li. The bow and arrows from Chentang Pass were lent to me several years ago."

"Fairy Deng? Xiaolong really doesn't know anything about this! Oh, all the blame is on Xiaolong, all the blame is on Xiaolong!" Ao Guang was shocked.

Seeing that Deng Chanyu's face was not looking good, he quickly stood up and apologized, trying to save face for both parties.

It is true that Shen Gongbao is a disciple of the Chan Sect, but Deng Chanyu is also a disciple of Nuwa, and the only disciple at that. Her importance is far greater than Shen Gongbao. What's more, there is Princess Longji next to her, the daughter of the Lord Haotian. Even if Ao Guang had a hundred guts, he would not dare to offend her.

He immediately took all the responsibility on himself, hoping that the matter would end there and then. It was just a bow and arrow, wasn't it? He had some in his Dragon Palace, too, made of dragon tendons, horns, and bones, not much different from the Qiankun Bow and the Zhentian Arrow.

I was reluctant before, but now I have to pay for it out of my own pocket.

He kept smiling apologetically, and neither side looked at him.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also from the Xuanmen sect?" Shen Gongbao made friends with immortals from all corners of the world, so of course he had his own set of principles in doing things. After leaving the Dragon Palace, he stopped stuttering. Seeing that the Dragon King was trying not to offend anyone, he knew that these two female immortals had deep backgrounds.

Deng Chanyu said with a stern face: "That's right, I am a disciple of the Empress Wa Palace."

"So you are the disciple of the saint! I am sorry for being so intrusive. Please forgive me if I have been disrespectful." Shen Gongbao bowed his head very properly.

In fact, neither side said anything harsh, and there was not even a cause and effect. In this situation, Zhao Gongming, who was good at adding drama, could not hit anyone. It should have been over with just a laugh.

Deng Chanyu looked at Long Ji and said, "Our preparations are still not sufficient."

"what?"

"You should have borrowed the Haotian Mirror. Is there still an image of the Haotian Mirror on your flag?"

Long Ji was confused. "I used it last time. You don't know my father. He's notorious for not recognizing his relatives. There's no way he would lend me the Haotian Mirror. He'd be lucky to lend me a sword. What do you want the Haotian Mirror for?"

Deng Chanyu pointed at Shen Gongbao and said in a serious tone, "If only I had a magic mirror. I would have known long ago that this guy was not human!"

The Dragon King was stunned. What was going on? How deep was the hatred? Were they ready to fight to the death?
Shen Gongbao was also very annoyed: "I am indeed a leopard spirit in disguise. For the sake of Saint Nuwa, I will not argue with you today! Humph! General Li, goodbye!"

He was about to leave when Deng Chanyu shouted, "Stop!"

She opened her mouth and spat out the already formed Nanming Lihuo Sword.

The sword blade carried an unbearably hot flame. Not only was there her Red Sun Divine Fire, but it also contained a trace of the Great Sun Golden Flame. The whirlwind of flames erupted with a terrifying momentum, and pierced towards Shen Gongbao's back like a meteor chasing the moon.

"Too deceiving!"

Shen Gongbao waved his whisk backwards, trying to block the flaming flying sword.

But his whisk was just something he refined himself, and it couldn't even be considered a magic weapon. How could it resist an innate spiritual treasure like the Nanming Lihuo Sword?

The Scarlet Sun Divine Fire easily burned through the whisk, and the Great Sun Golden Flame and the sword blade together cut off Shen Gongbao's neck from behind.

Shen Gongbao's body stood in the original place, his head flew more than ten feet high, his face full of pride: "Hahahaha - fellow Taoist, what do you think of my technique of not dying after being beheaded?" In a flash, the two of them exchanged a move. Deng Chanyu had the upper hand, but Shen Gongbao didn't seem to lose either.

Ao Bing was a little excited. The art of not dying after being beheaded, he wondered if he could learn it in the future.

Deng Chanyu pinched the magic formula in her hand, and the wooden chair beside her instantly turned into a goshawk, flew up, and ran away with Shen Gongbao's head in its mouth.

"Ayu, what about you?" Long Ji felt a little reluctant. She felt that Deng Chanyu was too cruel.

Deng Chanyu was very confident. Facing the inquiring gazes of Li Jing and the Dragon King, she pointed at Shen Gongbao's corpse and said, "Look, what kind of immortality trick is this?"

Shen Gongbao's headless body still did not fall down. Ten breaths later, a new head grew out of his neck, a head made of blood.

The goshawk flew half a circle around the house, then flew through the back window and returned with Shen Gongbao's head in its mouth.

"Master Shen, take another look at your body. Are you sure that's your body? Are you sure that's your head?"

Shen Gongbao, who was being held in the mouth, was dumbfounded. His head was here, so whose head was growing out of the corpse now?

Shen Gongbao stammered again: "No, no."

Deng Chanyu was stunned: "No?"

“Not incredible!”

Deng Chanyu had a strange expression on her face. "If I'm not mistaken, your memory has been altered. You've actually been to the Sea of ​​Blood and were attacked there. When we fight later, you'll have to try to control your body."

Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth and said, "No, no!"

Deng Chanyu raised her eyebrows: "You don't want to?"

"If you don't succeed, you'll die!"

Deng Chanyu covered her face with her hands. "It's so hard to talk to you! Before, when I had a body, I could speak fluently. Why is it like this now?"
Blood was still oozing out of Shen Gongbao's body, more and more, and the blood like a fountain gathered together with the body in mid-air, turning into a Shen Gongbao whose entire appearance was covered in blood.

Li Jing drew a sword from the table, and Ao Guang also drew his own sword. Ao Bing was the younger generation and had no weapons, so he could only pick up a chair.

"Teacher, Dad, Mom! There are huge waves outside, it's completely chaotic. What are you doing?" Nezha ran in hurriedly and saw a strange scene.

The goshawk was holding Shen Gongbao's head, and the head was stuttering. The scene was a bit scary, and the blood-stained Shen Gongbao next to it was even more evil.

"What is this?" He asked the question on everyone's mind.

Deng Chanyu explained, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the Blood God Son of the Styx Patriarch. Legend has it that when this great magical power is mastered to perfection, it can create 480 million Blood God Son clones. Patriarch, am I right?"

Little Nezha stretched out his ten fingers, trying to calculate how much 480 million was.

The Blood God laughed, and his laughter was quite gloomy. He also pulled out a long sword with an obscure and inexplicable halo from the blood. This was also one of his companion spiritual treasures, the Avici Sword, which could kill people without being affected by cause and effect or karma.

In addition, the Yuantu Sword was snatched away by the disciple Dafantian. In Dafantian's hands, the Yuantu Sword could only exert 10% of its power. But the Abi Sword was in the hands of the Blood God Son, the incarnation of the ancestor of the Styx, and could easily exert 100% of its power. Even because of the companion spiritual treasure, the power of the sword could even be increased to 120% or 150%!
(End of this chapter)