Chapter 126: Yin Yang Wind Bottle, Capturing the Demon King's Clone

Black Wind Mountains.

In the vast forest, nourished by the vast fertile soil, not only are there wild spiritual plants everywhere, but even ordinary grasses and trees are growing full of vitality.

From time to time, a few fat monsters appeared in the forest, rustling around, looking for juicy plants to eat. After wandering around for a while, they found a green grass. They roared as if declaring their sovereignty, and pounced on it in a swarm.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a third-level monster with a mane jumped out, opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and bit the head of the monster running in front into pieces.

The rest of the monsters were immediately frightened and scattered. The mane monster leaped forward and bit all of them to death one by one.

It roared happily and was about to enjoy this sumptuous meal when a strange wind blew up behind it.

The wind blew gently, and the monster's body was turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

A moment.

A figure with a wolf head and a human body, wearing a white robe, suddenly appeared, holding a black and white bottle in his hand. He shook the bottle gently, and the wind in front of him was like birds and beasts returning to their nests, and they all flew into the bottle mouth.

He stroked the mouth of the bottle and murmured, "With this treasure bottle, who can be my rival except the demon king?"

"Now that you know, go get it done."

At some point, Xun Liang appeared. He said to the white-robed wolf demon, "This Yin-Yang Wind Bottle is a magic weapon that I spent a lot of effort to refine by combining it with your innate magical power. Add to that your third-order perfect strength. Even if I meet it in person, I have to avoid it."

Although the white-robed wolf demon only has the strength of the third level, as Xunliang's clone, it is influenced by the original body and can naturally transform earlier.

"Back then, I was schemed against by the little thief from Qingyun Territory. Not only did I lose face, but also most of the Nine-Wheeled Wind Grass from Old Crocodile was cut off. This revenge must be avenged!"

Xun Liang's wolf eyes flashed with coldness, and he ordered his clone: ​​"Go and kill that man, and get the Magic Demon Grass for me!"

The white-robed wolf demon nodded slightly and said, "He is plotting against you and me. Please wait here for a while. I will be back within a day!"

With a response, the white-robed wolf demon transformed into a gust of black wind and flew towards Kuxiu Mountain at a high speed.

In the Beishan Cave.

Chen An, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.

Somehow, he always felt uneasy and unable to concentrate during his practice these days.

"Is there any danger coming recently?"

Chen An guessed.

Even when Wu Jianquan and the other three came together, he did not react like this, which only shows that the situation this time is far more dangerous than last time.

"Could it be that the Ji Yin Ancestor has recovered from his injuries?"

Chen An thought for a moment and rejected this idea. If this was true, the Jiyin Sect would definitely take some action, and news would most likely come from Chen Fengshuo.

No matter what, you have to take some precautions.

He took out the jade token of the formation and fully activated the formation of the four-sided mountain.

Suddenly, four layers of sparkling water curtains from the east, south, west and north covered Kuxiu Mountain, leaving no trace of protection.

Chen Kebao from the third-level spiritual land was the first to discover the abnormality.

He frowned slightly, and jumped to the North Mountain. Seeing Chen An in front of the cave, he stepped forward and asked:

"Such a big scene, but what happened?"

Chen An shook his head gently and said, "It's hard to say. I've been feeling uneasy lately. It's better to be prepared. Don't worry, there are four sets of formations, nothing will go wrong."

Seeing his serious expression, Chen Kebao knew that the matter might not be as simple as it seemed.

But thinking back to the previous crises, Chen An resolved them one by one, ensuring that Kuxiu Mountain was safe.

Thinking of this, Chen Kebao looked at Chen An's broad back and felt slightly relieved.

However, unlike him who quickly convinced himself, Chen Weiyang and Chen Shusheng, who were drinking tea and playing chess with Chen Qing in Nanshan, were not so relaxed.

"Chen Qing, what happened in your Kuxiu Mountain? Why did the formation suddenly start working at full capacity?" Chen Weiyang frowned and said with a little concern.

Normally, protective formations would not operate at full capacity. In order to save spirit stones, they would only release 30% to 40% of their power.

This only happens when danger comes.

Chen Qing smiled awkwardly and said, "No problem, no problem. Maybe it's the tribesmen on the mountain practicing. Come on, let's continue drinking tea."

"I see. No wonder Kuxiu Mountain has been able to develop so quickly and maintain a sense of crisis at all times. Even some large sects cannot do this."

Chen Weiyang did not doubt it, but instead praised it highly.

The two of them played chess and drank tea as if nothing had happened.

After a long time.

The Kuxiu Mountain was shaking, and strong winds were blown up, which made the flowers and plants on the mountain sway and even broke the small trees.

Chen Weiyang pointed at a black whirlwind in the sky outside the mountain and asked in confusion: "Is this also a drill by the tribesmen on the mountain?"

"Maybe it's Chen An's trick." Chen Qing touched his nose and said guiltily.

Before he finished speaking, the whirlwind stopped and transformed into a white-robed wolf demon with a wolf head and a human body, looking down at the monks in Kuxiu Mountain with cold eyes.

Chen Weiyang's hands trembled as he said in horror, "Lord Yaoyao!"

While the two were stunned, a rainbow light flew out from Beishan and blocked the demon cultivator.

Chen An looked at the other person for a few seconds and was certain that this was not the Demon King.

Judging from his perfect third-level cultivation and the human body that only a fourth-level demon king can transform into, he is most likely the incarnation of a demon king.

"Who are you, sir, and why do you come to my Kuxiu Mountain?"

Chen An kept a magic weapon in his sleeve, ready to fight at any time.

"Boy, you just used the Illusion Demon Grass to harm me last time, have you forgotten so quickly?" The white-robed wolf demon grinned, revealing his sharp fangs, and said with a grim expression.

Chen An's heart sank. It was just as he had expected.

The last time Ding Feiming was killed, Patriarch Ji Yin already knew about the Phantom Demon Grass, so it is not impossible that he secretly leaked it to the demon clan later.

As for why the other party did not come in person but only sent a clone, Chen An had more contact with Xin Fenghai in recent years and had some understanding of this history.

Thousands of years ago, the demon race in the Black Wind Mountains grew stronger and stronger. The resources in the mountains became increasingly scarce. The demon kings were confident of their own strength and planned to invade Dongzhou in order to further develop.

The righteous sects are the first to be hit as they are located in areas with outstanding people and beautiful scenery.

Perhaps it was intentional by the righteous side. Later, the war expanded and the evil side was also involved. The whole Dongzhou was in complete chaos, and everyone was fighting each other.

It is said that at that time, countless Jindan cultivators were killed or injured, and there were also many Yuanying cultivators killed or injured. In the end, even the Shenhua cultivators took action.

However, the three parties suffered countless casualties, and continuing to fight would only lead to their own destruction, so they had to stop the war and recuperate.

In order to prevent such incidents from happening again, the three parties set a rule that those with cultivation levels above Nascent Soul level are not allowed to enter the territories of the other two parties at will.

Otherwise, the other two parties will attack together.

It is precisely based on this that the other party did not easily step into the six regions of the Far East.

After the last incident of the Phantom Demon Grass, there was gradually no follow-up. I heard from Xin Fenghai that the demon clan paid a lot of resources as compensation for this, and only then was the matter barely settled.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't talk nonsense. There is a Black Wind Mountain Range between me and the Ji Yin Sect. How could I possibly do this without being noticed by the Demon Lords?"

Chen An smiled and said, the matter of the Magic Grass was not a secret. After a long time, most high-level cultivators had heard of it.

"Still trying to quibble. With my innate magical powers, I have already smelled the scent of the Magic Grass here. Now you have no choice but to admit it."

The white-robed wolf demon's eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he could see through Chen An's thoughts.

"You see, this is a big misunderstanding. I don't know where the Demon King is now. I will explain it to him in person." Chen An said tentatively without panic.

"What a joke! Do I need the Demon King to come in person to deal with you? I can capture you by myself and bring you back to me for punishment!"

The white-robed wolf demon showed contempt on his lips, and then he held his palm empty, and a black and white bottle suddenly appeared.

Chen An felt relieved when he heard this. It seemed that the demon clan had lost a lot of blood in the last incident and they didn't dare to step out of the Black Wind Mountains in their true form again.

His eyes turned cold, and a sinister devil sword flew out of his body. It swayed in the wind and grew to several feet long, and chopped towards the face of the white-robed wolf demon.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew out from the bottle in the other person's palm, surrounded his body, and blew the troll sword away from its course.

"I heard that you also killed the favorite disciple of the Ji Yin Patriarch. It seems that your human race's methods are not that good."

The white-robed wolf demon had a scornful look on his face, revealing his fangs with a cold and sharp edge.

Chen An ignored the other party's verbal provocation and released the black and blue ghost fire to protect himself.

Six black lines moved slowly in the center of the flame, like reptiles.

The opponent's strange style combines yin and yang, and it doesn't look simple.

"Hoohoo!"

The strange wind from the opposite side swept in again, blowing the ghost fire of the underworld to shake.

A strange wind blew in his face, and Chen An felt numb all over and powerless.

His heart tightened and he hurriedly used the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation to resist. Then, rainbow light flashed around his body and he instantly distanced himself from the opponent.

In just a short moment, under the erosion of this strange wind, no grass grew outside Kuxiu Mountain, and it was desolate.

"Luckily, I'm at the third level of physical training, and I have the Nine Revolutions of Samsara to protect me. Otherwise, this one move alone would be enough to take down the likes of Wu Jianquan and Ding Feiming!"

Chen An was fully alert to deal with it, but the opponent's strange wind was pervasive, even seeping into Kuxiu Mountain.

Fortunately, with the protection of the Taiyin Water Element Formation, most of the power was reduced, and with Chen Kebao guarding the tribesmen, there were no casualties.

Despite this, Chen Weiyang, who was in Nanshan, was still terrified. He said in panic: "Chen Chenqing, what should we do? Let's run away!"

As a Jindan cultivator, he also saw some clues. Although the wolf demon had reached the perfect third level of cultivation, it was obviously the incarnation of the Demon King. He did not think that Chen An could defeat it.

Chen Qing calmly filled the teapot and said with a relaxed look, "Don't worry, Chen An is here, nothing will happen."

"This"

Chen Weiyang wanted to say something else but was interrupted by several voices.

Watching the battle not far away, the Chen family's foundation builders, led by Chen Long, said:
"Why are you panicking? We are just getting started. The elders haven't even used their killing moves yet."

"You are a Jindan cultivator."

"Used to it."

Chen Weiyang looked at the group of foundation-building cultivators with normal expressions and sneered. His eyelids twitched wildly and his face turned red.

But now that he was facing a powerful enemy, he had no time to think about it. He snorted coldly and continued to watch the battle.

The pervasive strange winds kept blowing. Chen An didn't dare to confront them head-on and dodged everywhere.

It wouldn't be a problem if you got hit once or twice, but if the erosion lasted for too long, your strength would definitely be damaged.

"You dodge rat, watch me use the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle to blow your nest apart!"

The white-robed wolf demon was so angry that he pointed the mouth of the bottle at Yunwu Mountain.

Chen An's pupils shrank slightly. There was a formation protecting the mountain, so it was nothing serious. However, if the opponent concentrated all his energy on attacking, there was a chance of problems.

As soon as he thought about it, five ghost shadows flew out from his body.

The five ghosts shook their strong bodies, and with their combined strength, a mountain not far away rose from the ground.

He then carried the mountain to a high altitude, threw it down, and smashed it towards the head of the white-robed wolf demon.

"It's just a trifle." The white-robed wolf demon smiled contemptuously, turned into a black wind, and dodged easily.

Chen An felt a little relieved when he saw this. He had no intention of hurting the opponent with this trick. As long as he could temporarily block the opponent's strange wind, it would be enough.

He jumped up to stop the wolf demon who wanted to bypass him, and said with a smile: "Where do you want to go, fellow Taoist?"

"Do you really think you can stop me with just a mountain?"

The wolf demon released a magic weapon, aimed at the mountain peak blocking the Kuxiu Mountain, and a strange wind whistled towards them.

"Hoohoo!"

In less than a moment, the grass and trees on the mountain turned to ashes, dust rose up, and the whole mountain was weathering at a very fast speed.

Seeing this, Chen An quickly put away the five ghost shadows. Apart from the power to move mountains, these powerful ghosts had no other means. A Jindan cultivator would die if they were touched by them a few times.

Immediately, he also dodged and hid behind the mountain.

The wolf demon laughed at this and said, "You idiot, you hid behind the mountain. You will be the next one to suffer!"

As he increased his strength, the mountain in front of him gradually shrank, and in less than a moment he could see half of the shadow of Kuxiu Mountain.

"boom!"

At this time, a roar was heard.

The mountain collapsed and fell down with a loud bang, and the whole mountain turned into rubble that fell like rain.

Behind the mountain, a seven-zhang-long golden sword energy slashed out, crushing the large and small stones falling from the sky into powder and heading straight for the face of the white-robed wolf monster.

A trace of fear appeared on the wolf demon's face. The opponent came at him so fast that he had no time to dodge.

In a hurry, he had to change back to his original form and take the attack.

A giant wolf, about 20 to 30 feet in size and as big as a small mountain, with strange winds all over its body, stood outside the Kuxiu Mountain.

The long sword energy slashed down like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, knocking the wolf demon several miles away and leaving a deep gully on the ground.

A gleam of light flashed in Chen An's eyes, and he jumped forward to catch the fallen Yin-Yang Wind Bottle.

This is a great treasure. Most of the wolf demon’s strength comes from it.

After putting away the magic weapon, Chen An went to check on the wolf monster.

Without the Aquarius, the opponent's strength is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary third-level perfect demon cultivator. He is no longer a concern.

When he got closer, he saw the wolf demon struggling to get up. Chen An said with a smile, "If I hadn't used up some of my strength just now, you would have been dead."

"You bastard, I..."

The wolf demon was about to say something.

Chen An didn't say anything and cast the Five Thunder Curse, which directly shocked the other party and knocked him unconscious.

He grabbed the opponent's neck, took the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle, and returned to Beishan.

"The fight is finally over. Everyone, follow me out to clean up the battlefield."

Chen Qing clapped his hands and commanded all the cultivators in the clan to leave Kuxiu Mountain and clean up the battlefield outside.

Chen Weiyang stared at everything that was happening in front of him with wide eyes, and it still felt like a dream.

The Demon King's clone was captured alive just like that?

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