Chapter 117: Five Ghosts Carrying the Mountain Technique, Killing the First Person to Form a Dan

Dongfuzhong.

Chen An swallowed a three-hundred-year-old Li Shui Orchid and practiced the Demon Ape Body Refining Technique several times. The power of water and fire in his body slowly increased, and his blood and energy also gathered into a ball.

Behind him, a nine-foot-tall blood-red demon ape appeared in the distance, roaring toward the sky.

a long time.

Chen An gathered his qi and blood into his body, opened his mouth slightly, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Without stopping Shuilan, I should be able to advance to the third level in a dozen years."

Chen An had never used his physical cultivation to fight with others, but he had experimented with spiritual weapons several times. Spiritual weapons of the same level could only barely break his skin.

This defensive power alone is completely worth it for him to continue practicing!
He turned his head to look at the black-haired beast lying next to him. The beast seemed to have noticed Chen An's gaze, and its thick black tail kept wagging.

Its strength has reached the advanced level of the first order, which is very close to the strength of an adult demon beast. However, it is only in its thirties and is still far from reaching adulthood.

This is the result of Chen An feeding the black-haired beast with aged spiritual medicines every few days. This has greatly increased the potential of the black-haired beast, and it will probably have the strength of a second-level advanced beast when it grows up.

If the subsequent spiritual medicine can keep up with the age, it is not impossible to break through to the third level.

Suddenly, Chen An's eyes focused and he looked up to the south. He somehow sensed that there was a restriction he had set up in that direction that needed to be broken.

His first reaction was that a monster was robbing and killing the spiritual bird.

But on second thought, it seems unlikely, because the last time we asked Master Qingshan to escort us, he had already cleared a safe route, and the area was very large, so a second-level monster should not be born in such a short period of time.

"It seems that it is not a monster, but a man-made one!"

Chen An had thought about asking Chen Kebao and others to deliver the letter, but Chen Fengshuo was blocking the Yinmo Sect in the south. If an ordinary Jindan demon cultivator passed by, he would definitely get the news and be on guard in advance. It would not make much difference who did the job, but if no news was received, it proved that the demon cultivator was very powerful, and whoever was sent to deliver the letter would die.

Judging from what happened this time, it is most likely the latter.

"We have to go to the Black Wind Market to check it out!"

Thinking of this, Chen An stood up, leaped above the Kuxiu Mountain, and turned into a rainbow of light, rushing towards the direction where the ban was broken.

Black Wind Market.

Chen Qing looked up at the evil demon cultivator in the sky, his face as gloomy as water.

Today is his last year in charge of the market town. After this year, he planned to return to the mountain to continue managing the family. He didn't expect that in the last few months before he was away, he would run into such a ruthless person!
What bad luck!

"Da Zhuang, Zi Shun, use all your strength to activate the Tian Gang Five Thunder Formation. We must not let that demon cultivator in!"

The three of them immediately exerted all their strength, urging the formation to release bolts of lightning, which struck the demon cultivator above the market town fiercely.

What made people despair was that the other party used some unknown means to release five huge and sinister ghosts, who moved a small mountain from a distance and blocked most of the thunder of the formation.

Chen Qing sighed, turned to look at Master Qingshan beside him, and said, "Master, do you have any way to repel the enemy?"

Seeing this person, Chen Qing suddenly felt that he was not so unlucky. At least he was much better than the other person.

True Man Qingshan was just passing by, and when he first saw the demon cultivator, he didn't even try to run away, but simply dived into the market town.

Thanks to his reminder, Chen Qing and his companions were able to arrive at the core of the formation in time, and with all their might, they managed to barely resist.

Chen Qing estimated that the other party was probably here to conduct a secret investigation because the Black Wind Market had developed too rapidly in recent years.

Master Qingshan's face was almost twisted into a ball. After thinking for a moment, he said, "That demon cultivator has reached the perfect stage of Jindan. Both his cultivation and magical powers are far superior to mine. Moreover, he actually has the means to restrain Ganglei. If this continues, I'm afraid the formation won't last long!"

"At this moment, you can only do your best to cover them, and let me quietly leave and go to Kuxiu Mountain to find Chen Anlai in the market, so that we can solve this disaster!"

Among the few people, only True Man Qingshan has reached the Jindan stage of cultivation and is most likely to break through.

At the same time, once you go out and lose the protection of the formation, you are likely to die faster.

Chen Qing looked helpless, lowered his head and sighed, "This is the only way."

Immediately the three of them looked at each other, and at the same time, they each controlled a ray of lightning, risking the damage to the formation, and merged the three ray of lightning into one.

This attack was unexpected, and the demon cultivator on the opposite side was obviously a little flustered.

The combined purple lightning flashed across the sky like a purple dragon, splitting the mountain in front of the demon cultivator into pieces. The rubble fell in the market town, causing chaos for tens of thousands of low-level cultivators who had not yet had time to escape.

"It's now!"

While the demon cultivator was resisting the thunder, Master Qingshan turned around and rushed out of the market, exerting all his strength and escaping towards the direction of Kuxiu Mountain without looking back.

Success or failure depends on this!
Just after he ran away a short distance, he noticed someone following him and approaching him at a very fast speed.

"This demon cultivator actually caught up with me, but I can't care less. If I stay in the market, I'll die sooner or later!"

After making up his mind, Master Qingshan held the magic weapon in his hand, his face determined, ready to fight to the death at any time.

Just as the demon cultivator was getting closer, a rainbow light suddenly passed in front of him, dazzling him.

"Where are you going in such a hurry, fellow Daoist?" Chen An stopped Master Qingshan and said calmly, while paying attention to the demon cultivator who was following closely behind him.

When Master Qingshan saw Chen An, he suppressed his inner joy and said, "Daoyou, this man is Ding Feiming, a disciple of Patriarch Jiyin. He has reached the perfection of Jindan and his methods are strange and unpredictable. If you really can't do it, let's run together!"

There is a huge difference in strength between the middle stage of Jindan and the perfect stage of Jindan, which is far beyond what the two of them can fight together.

Chen An glanced at the young demon cultivator with a weird face, feeling the powerful aura surging from him, and felt that this matter could not be resolved by running away.

With a serious face, he asked Master Qingshan, "How is the market situation?"

"There was a formation to protect them. Some people died, but Chen Qing and the others were fine."

Ding Feiming gradually approached, sizing up Chen An and the other man with his cold and sharp eyes, and said condescendingly: "If you two don't want to die, tell me where the Illusion Demon Grass is in Qingyun Territory!"

Magic grass?
Chen An's heart sank. As expected, the Jiyin Sect had already noticed the clues of the Phantom Demon Grass.

This was foreseeable before, after all, the demon cultivator was not a fool, and he had already made preparations. The only pity was that the old ancestor Ji Yin was only seriously injured and not dead, otherwise this incident would not have happened.

"The Illusion Demon Grass is in my hand, come and get it if you have the ability."

It's either you die or I live, Chen An doesn't want to waste any more time.

Ding Feiming's eyes were like hooks, and he said, "There are still people who are not afraid of death. This is good, so I don't have to look for them everywhere."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a pitch-black bead appeared in his palm, emitting a sinister aura.

Suddenly, a thick yin energy gushed out, filled the sky, and instantly enveloped the nearby area.

For righteous monks, being contaminated by Yin energy will slowly corrode their magic power and physical body.

Considering the Jindan strength of Chen An and the other man, their lives would not be in danger in the short term, but fighting in this environment would more or less affect the display of their own strength.

Master Qingshan was already pale at this time, and was trying his best to resist the Yin energy, but Chen An, relying on his strong body, was temporarily unaffected.

Chen An's mind moved, and he transmitted his voice: "I will break the Yin Qi later, you hurry up and find an opportunity to escape first."

If Master Qingshan stays here, he will only be a hindrance. It would be better for him to leave as soon as possible so that he can be free to do what he wants.

After Chen An’s reminder echoed in his heart, Master Qingshan nodded solemnly.

The evil energy gradually approached, Chen An's eyes focused and he activated the Five Thunder Curse.

The fiery red Bing Huo Yang Lei passed by and touched the opponent's Yin Qi, causing bursts of black smoke and a "sizzling" sound. In the blink of an eye, a hole was torn in the Yin Qi that was pouring in from all directions.

Without waiting for Chen An to remind him, Master Qingshan saw a way to survive and jumped up directly and escaped.

"Five Thunder Curse!"

Ding Feiming's eyes were cold and he showed a bit of fear.

Chen An, who had just used the Five Thunder Curse to break most of the Yin energy, sneered and waved his hand to condense three thunders: Kuishui Yin Thunder, Yimu Positive Thunder, and Binghuo Yang Thunder.

Without saying a word, he chopped down on the opponent's head.

Ding Feiming on the opposite side was not panicked. He had already taken action when Chen An cast the Five Thunder Curse. He grabbed with the five fingers of his right hand, and five wisps of eerie ghost energy floated into the air, lingering around, with bursts of ghostly sounds that made people tremble.

As the ghost energy condensed more and more, it actually formed five burly ghosts, which were scattered in different directions and worked together to hold up a small hill.

This mountain blocking the way is just the right way to restrain Chen An's Five Thunder Curse.

"Five Ghosts Carrying the Mountain Technique!"

Chen An's eyes narrowed. The Five Ghosts Carrying Mountains Technique is a kind of magical power. Five powerful ghosts are refined through special methods. Then the five ghosts can be driven to move mountains and fill the sea, and fight and kill the enemy.

The disadvantages are that it is not fast and has a small range.

But it can be used to move mountains, and can be used to restrain thunder-related spells.

Chen An took a few steps back and dragged up the giant Yin sword which was about ten feet long. The Yin energy surrounding it was no less powerful than the opponent's previous methods.

"It's just a small hill. Watch me destroy it with one sword!"

With the infusion of the majestic Nine-Revolution Wheel's magical power, the Giant Yin Sword grew longer in the wind, reaching a length of five meters in the blink of an eye.

Chen An's mind moved, and the giant Yin sword broke through the remaining Yin energy around him and slashed down in the air.

"boom!"

The blow was so powerful and fierce that it shattered the hill opposite.

Gravel fell from the sky and flew onto the grass below, covering it in a moment.

Chen An struck while the iron was hot and summoned the Ding Shui Pearl, combined with the Giant Yin Sword, and swept towards Ding Feiming on the opposite side.

Unexpectedly, Ding Feiming did not dodge or evade, and his body was filled with scarlet blood and blood shadows.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of blood-red figures flew out of his body and wandered around, making it difficult to tell which one was his real body.

The Dingshuizhu and the Juyin Sword continued to hit Ding Feiming, but with a flash of blood, the two magic weapons actually penetrated directly without hurting the opponent at all.

"Blood Soul Shadow!"

After absorbing the memories of the leader of the Xuanming Sect, Chen An also recognized many demonic methods.

The Blood Soul Shadow can split into dozens of blood shadows that have the same appearance and aura as the original body. Ordinary cultivators cannot tell which one is the real one, and often die from exhaustion of spiritual power in the fight.

However, Blood Soul Shadow should be the magical skill of the Blood Demon Sect.
Yes, now that the Jiyin Sect has discovered the clues of the Phantom Demon Grass, they will definitely destroy the Blood Demon Sect next door in order to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

Chen An's face was serious as he continued to resist the attacks of the blood shadows, while at the same time carefully feeling the difference in the aura of these blood shadows.

His spiritual awareness was powerful, even stronger than that of ordinary Jindan perfect cultivators. After careful observation for a while, he vaguely discovered the difference in the blood soul shadow.

The breath fluctuations of most of the blood shadows were rather rigid, not like those of living people, but one of them faintly emitted a trace of the breath fluctuations of a living person.

Chen An's expression remained stern as he calmly grasped the Eight Spirit Sword and continued to resist the attack of the blood shadow as before.

After a moment, suddenly, his magic power surged, the Eight Spirit Sword in his hand glowed with light, and the long rainbow sword energy aimed at one of the blood shadows and slashed down in mid-air.

The person on the other side who got the blood shadow showed an expression of human astonishment.

When Chen An saw this, he knew he had hit the target!
Before they had time to be happy, Ding Feiming threw out a small black flag with several white skulls painted on it, and a gust of cold wind blew up.

The flag swelled in the wind and immediately protected his body, leaving no gap at all.

Chen An's eyes were cold, and then the long rainbow sword energy suddenly expanded to several feet in size, and the dazzling rainbow light illuminated the entire nearby area.

"Crack!"

The long sword energy slashed on the small flag, tearing the flag open and breaking the opponent's defense. At the same time, the light on the surface of the small flag dimmed rapidly.

Ding Feiming's face looked miserable, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Chen An with horror.

"How could you hurt me like this!"

Chen An smiled coldly, without any nonsense, raised the Eight Spirit Sword and was about to take the other party's life.

Ding Feiming's eyes showed fear. He had little magic power left and could no longer fight fiercely.

But seeing that Chen An looked calm and composed, and obviously had plenty of magical power, he decided to just run away!
He turned around and left a ghost shadow, then used the ghost escape technique to escape at an extremely fast speed!

"Still want to run?"

Chen An smiled lightly, leaped forward leaving behind a trail of rainbow light, and caught up with it in a moment.

While Ding Feiming was in a daze, he was beheaded with a sword. The sword energy continued to penetrate into his body and destroy his soul!
"As expected of him being the disciple of Patriarch Ji Yin, his strength is indeed impressive. If I didn't possess the Golden Crow Transformation Technique, I would have let this guy run away!" Chen An pondered.

This battle was the longest one he had fought since he reached the Jindan stage. The opponent used many tricks and his strength far exceeded that of ordinary Jindan cultivators.

But he still fell under his Eight Spirit Sword.

Chen An's palm was filled with magical power, and he took Ding Feiming's scattered magic weapons and the storage bag on his body.

Just as he was about to retrieve the corpse, suddenly, a black spiritual light burst out from the other party's body, condensed in the sky, and slowly formed the figure of an old man.

"Ming'er!" The old man cried out in pain when he saw Ding Feiming's body.

Chen An's eyes twitched: "Ancestor Ji Yin!"

The figure exudes the aura of a Nascent Soul, it must be this person!
The old man Ji Yin looked at Chen An with cold anger and said through gritted teeth: "The Qingyun Region is indeed not as simple as it seems. If I am right, you were the one who placed the two magical herbs earlier!"

When the Nascent Soul's aura swept over him, Chen An suddenly felt pressured. After he activated the Nine Revolutions of Samsara Technique a little, all the pressure disappeared.

He laughed and said, "Whether I put it there or not, what can you do about it?"

If the opponent's real body came, he would be a little afraid, but Chen An was not afraid of a mere split soul.

"You really don't know how to live or die. When the ancestor recovers from his injuries, I will definitely flatten your six regions in the Far East!" The ancestor Ji Yin's beard trembled, and he seemed to have an urge to strangle Chen An to death on the spot.

Chen An laughed and said, "It will take many years for you to recover from your injuries. By that time, I'm afraid I will have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. What nonsense are you talking about here!"

The Ji Yin Patriarch laughed in anger and was not fooled: "You are so arrogant, but you don't have to trick me. I have memorized your breath. No matter where you run to, I can find you with my skills!"

Chen An's eyes turned cold. Since the other party was not fooled and did not say how many years it would take to recover from his injuries, it must take a lot of time. Otherwise, why would the other party waste time talking and would have killed him long ago.

He immediately summoned the Eight Spirit Sword, and the long rainbow sword energy slashed down from the air. The soul of the Ji Yin Patriarch was defeated in an instant and dissipated into nothingness.

This split soul is probably not even one thousandth of its original strength. It is merely used to transmit messages and has no combat power at all.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Chen An picked up Ding Feiming's body and turned to flee towards Kuxiu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)