I Am a Late Bloomer In the World of Immortality Chapter 689

Chapter 689: Feng Yuanshen's death, dominance (4k, please subscribe)

The moment Feng Yuan offered the magical weapon, a tattoo-like double-horned ghost head appeared on his right arm.

Immediately afterwards, his right arm began to lose control, and the mana in his meridians began to riot. He took the initiative to remove the defensive weapon and threw it out...

“The secret skill of Ghost Shadow Palace—Ghost Shadow Maneuvering Technique.”

"when…"

“I fell into this spell.”

Feng Yuan was stunned, with a look of horror in his eyes. He looked at the Divine Marquis of Bliss, who was making secrets with one hand and running toward him, and the old man Yingui who was holding the "Poisonous Blood Knife" with a smile on his face.

He was frightened for the first time.

This is a fear that he has never had in thousands of years since he became the Reverend God.

Because it means death.

During the confrontation with Master Iron Turtle, the mana of more than twelve quasi-transformed gods was exhausted. Including him, there was very little mana left in his body at this moment, less than 30%.

Moreover, in order to kill Master Iron Turtle as soon as possible, many of his secret skills and knowledge were exhausted during the battle.

Of course, even if this is the case, he would also have the confidence to face other God-Transforming Lords...if the other party is not a monk from the Ghost Shadow Palace in the Northern Territory.

—The Ghost Shadow Palace not only has the "Ghost Shadow Manipulation Technique" to control other people's physical bodies, but it also has the most powerful escape technique in the Great Flame Cultivation World... It looks like a ghost and is difficult to escape.

But as the leader of the Nine-Nation Alliance, Feng Yuan is not one to sit still and wait for death.

After a brief panic, Feng Yuan quickly calmed down. He roared angrily and said "explosion", breaking off the tattooed ghost head's control on his right arm.

Then, his sleeves and robes rolled up, and each talisman flew out of the storage bag, turning into a talisman shield and forming a preliminary defense with the innermost mana shield.

It's just that it's still too late.

Just when Feng Yuangang condensed three talisman shields, the attack of the God of Paradise came. After all, the two of them had been standing side by side from the beginning, and the distance was not far away.

"Die." The Divine Lord of Paradise chuckled. The moment he approached Feng Yuan, ghost shadows emitted from his body, like locusts, floating in the air, heavily surrounding Feng Yuan who was protected by the talisman shield. .

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

These ghost figures suddenly opened their eyes, revealing red pupils, and at the same time, they shot out a stream of rich black energy from their mouths.

These rich black energy fell on Feng Yuan's protective shield, turning into a double-horned ghost head similar to Feng Yuan's right arm, and densely attached to the protective shield of these talismans.

After numerous double-horned ghost heads appeared.

The spiritual light of the talisman shield began to flash continuously, and in an instant it became dim and disintegrated into nothingness.

At the same time, the hidden ghost old man in the distance also came to Feng Yuan's side at this moment. He pointed a little, and the "Poison Death Knife" floating in the air immediately appeared in Feng Yuan's Dantian and pointed towards Feng Yuan. A hard poke inside.

“Dead?”

Wei Tu, who was standing by, was stunned. He never expected that the cooperation between the Lord of Joy and the old man Yingui would be so tacit that Feng Yuan didn't even have time to react.

With the cooperation of these two, let alone Feng Yuan who has lost a lot of mana, even if he is dealing with Master Iron Turtle in his heyday, he may not be at a disadvantage.

“No! Not dead yet!”

Green light flashed in Wei Tu's palm, and he saw Feng Yuan's true state at this moment with his evil eyes.

Seeing this, his heart suddenly moved, and after shouting to the fallen "Chen Tan", "Wish you, old devil, leave quickly", he rolled up his sleeves and took away the body of Master Iron Turtle nearby, as well as the surrounding people. Jianyuan Formation Flag fled directly.

"interesting."

"This boy surnamed Wen is so brave. He dares to **** the body of the old turtle under the eyes of you and me. Also, none of the monks who can come here will be timid... Wealth can be obtained through danger. ah."

Seeing this scene, the Supreme God of Paradise touched his chin and chuckled, his face full of sarcasm, but he did not pursue him immediately. After all, Feng Yuan was his real thorn in the side.

He would not leave easily unless he saw Feng Yuan die before his own eyes and be completely devoured by his magic power.

Of course, the most important reason is.

He believed that Wei Tu could not escape from his grasp.

Yuan Ying's escape speed is far inferior to Transformation God's escape speed. Even if he gave Wei Tu a day or two, Wei Tu would not be able to escape.

If Wei Tu escaped from the range of his spiritual consciousness, his mana imprint would also be left on the Jian Yuan formation flag. Based on this alone, he would have the confidence to find Wei Tu.

“Who made this junior too greedy?”

　　The Bliss Shenhou shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

If Wei Tu only took away the body of the ingredients of the Iron Turtle, he did not take the sword Yuan Yuan flag ... Maybe there is really the possibility of escaping the sky.

After all, Master Iron Turtle's body does not have the imprint of his magic power, so it is difficult to trace it.

And he also needs to care about Feng Yuan's life and death here. He will not pursue Wei Tu before Feng Yuan is completely dealt with.

“Kill Feng Yuan first.”

Ji Le Shenhou's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand to seal the secrets to resist the flying ring coming from behind, and together with the old man Yin Gui, continued to encircle and suppress Feng Yuan, who was still alive at the moment.

Half interest…

One breath…

Three breaths…

Feng Yuan's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and Wei Tu, who escaped, still maintained his Yuan Ying escape speed, and was still within the perception range of the Divine Marquis of Paradise and the Old Man Yingui.

Three breaths, five breaths…

Feng Yuan is becoming more and more difficult to support and will collapse.

Wei Tu, who was escaping far away, was about to leave the perception range of the two people, the Lord of Joy and the Yingui Old Man.

But...at this moment.

Suddenly, Wei Tu's escape speed increased a lot, from Nascent Soul escape speed to God transformation speed.

“What? Transform into a God Escape Speed?”

“Is this person also a god-turned-vener?”

The God of Bliss was stunned and a little unbelievable.

Obviously, Wei Tu's escape speed just now was still within the Nascent Soul range, so why did his speed suddenly increase to the level of God Transformation in an instant?

“Oops! Master Iron Turtle's body! This is the biggest gain of this trip and must not be lost.”

The God of Bliss was immediately furious. He would not just watch his biggest prize disappear.

However, just when he was about to escape and chase Wei Tu, Feng Yuan, who was surrounded and killed by him, continued to pester him.

“Bliss, I didn't expect that you would also have this day. The results that were obtained with great effort were taken away by others!”

Feng Yuan laughed heartily. When his body, which was supposed to be exhausted, saw this scene, he forcefully squeezed out some mana.

When it was him.

When he sees a traitor like Wei Tu, who is suspected to be a traitor of the Reverend God Transformation, he will be furious and eradicate him immediately.

However, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Compared with hating Wei Tu for ignoring his life and death, snatching trophies, and leaving the battlefield, he hated the Shenhou of Paradise even more for the betrayer who plotted against him.

The former can be understood.

In the final analysis, Wei Tu had only joined the Taizhen Sect not long ago, and it was impossible for him to do anything for his "ancestor". When he saw that something was impossible to do, running away was the right thing to do.

“Bliss! I won't let you succeed!”

After seeing the Divine Marquis of Ultimate Joy and the Hidden Ghost Old Man hearing his words, and their killing moves becoming more and more precise, Feng Yuan sneered, and the mana in his body surged instantly, creating a huge whirlpool of spiritual power around them.

“Self-destruction?”

Near Wanxiu Peak, Lord Zhou and Elder Huang saw this scene with a look of unbearable expression on their faces. The two of them are subordinates of the Divine Marquis of Paradise, but they are also the inner palace elders of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance. They have always admired Alliance Leader Feng Yuanfeng, a hero of the world.

Now, having reached such a miserable ending and being haunted by the God of Ultimate Bliss, it is inevitable that I will feel pitiful.

But the next moment.

As a voice entered their ears, shock appeared on their faces instantly.

“Want to blow yourself up?”

“Feng Yuan, do you really think that my master and disciple are completely unprepared for this?”

Hand of Paradise, who was standing near Feng Yuan, laughed sarcastically. He made a fist with his hands and said "condensation".

I saw that the "double-horned ghost head" tattoo on his right arm that Feng Yuan had just beheaded reappeared on Feng Yuan's body, and the location was the heart on his left chest.

The next moment, Feng Yuan, who was preparing to self-destruct his magic body, immediately stagnated his magic power and swarmed towards the "double-horned ghost head" on his left chest.

Soon, the tattooed cheeks of the "double-horned ghost head" bulged high.

Immediately afterwards, it was like a living thing, pulling back and forth on Feng Yuan's skin, as if trying to break away from it.

“The three-soul pill that transforms into a **** is a rare thing.”

The old man Yingui laughed at the side and flew to Feng Yuan's side. His right hand stretched forward and his five fingers were clasped.

The double-horned ghost head immediately broke out of Feng Yuan's body and turned into two blue-black pills, which fell into the hands of the old man Yingui.

As for Feng Yuan, the moment the double-horned ghost head broke away, the flesh and blood on his body instantly dissipated into nothingness, turning into a white skeleton and falling from the sky.

"If it weren't for these three soul pills... you and I, the master and the apprentice, would have dealt with Feng Yuan long ago, and there is no need to waste too much time here."

The God of Joy took a blue-black pill from the hand of the old man Yingui, swallowed it, and laughed sarcastically.

“Using people as a furnace, mana as fuel, and refining elixirs…”

“There is actually such a high-level human elixir inheritance in the Ghost Shadow Palace.”

When Zhou Guozhu and Elder Huang saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other with horror in their eyes.

The demonic way of using human elixirs is nothing more than using the monk's legal body as the "spiritual elixir" used to refine the elixir.

The real "human elixir" is what the two people, Ji Le Shen Hou and Yin Gui Old Man, used the human body as the elixir furnace and the mana as firewood to refine... the elixir.

This method is more than ten times more vicious than the demonic method of using human elixirs. It is a true evil secret technique.

"how?"

“Are you two afraid?”

The God of Bliss looked down and smiled faintly.

“No, no.”

“It is our country's good fortune to have such a good fortune for the Lord Shen. It is our royal family's good fortune! Now that Master Feng Yuan and Tie Gui are dead, it is time for our faction to unify the Southern Territory.”

The Lord Zhou decisively gave in and knelt down to show his loyalty.

“The imperial hegemony begins with the Marquis of Shen!”

Elder Huang lowered his head and praised quickly.

Hearing this, the Supreme Bliss God nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

However, he did not dwell on this matter. Instead, together with the old man Yingui, he quickly fled in the direction of Wei Tuyuan.

“The preparation method of human elixir…”

“I didn't expect that these two people, the Supreme Happiness Lord and the Yingui Old Man, could be so vicious…”

Half a day later, Wei Tu returned to the Wanxiu Peak battlefield. His eyes were slightly focused as he listened to the report of the Red Dragon Ancestor.

It's true that from the very beginning, the Red Dragon Ancestor never left the Wanxiu Peak battlefield, but remained hidden underground.

As a member of the Celestial Ghost Clan, the Chilong Patriarch's attainments in the Soul Dao are as good as those of the God-Transforming Venerables, so he has a unique talent in concealing his own aura.

Of course, at the beginning, Wei Tu was not sure whether the Divine Lord of Joy and the old man Yingui could sense the existence of the Red Dragon Ancestor.

It was because Old Man Yingui didn't notice that the Red Dragon Ancestor was still alive after he killed "Chen Tan" with the "Poisonous Death Knife", that made him gradually come up with this guess.

Then, when the Master and Disciple of Yingui Old Man besieged Feng Yuan, he asked the Red Dragon Ancestor to escape with him. After he found no sign of the Red Dragon Ancestor, this guess was completely verified.

"The evil spells in the Ghost Shadow Palace may be related to the ghost clan in the Netherworld. I am now a member of the Celestial Ghost Clan. Although I am not as good as the Heavenly Ghost Marquis and the Hidden Ghost Old Man in terms of realm, I am better than these "pseudo ghosts" in terms of racial level. "Be strong."

Chilong Ancestor expressed his opinion.

“Racial class?”

Hearing this, Wei Tu was thoughtful.

　　For the intelligence of the Netherworld, various factions in the human realm know very little.

But the human world has a lot of information about the "ancient demon world", a superior interface that once invaded the human world.

In the ancient demon world, the ancient demon race is the only upper-level race. But among the many ancient demons, they are also divided into three, six or nine levels according to their bloodline.

Among them, in terms of race, there is a certain dominance relationship between the ancient demons of higher races and the ancient demons of lower races.

This kind of dominance relationship also appeared when the ancient demon world invaded the human world.

Ancient demons have natural control over demonic cultivators who have been "infused with demonic energy". Some high-level demonic cultivators have to stay humble when encountering low-level ancient demons.

That is to say—

Now, although the "heavenly ghost" reincarnated by the ancestor of Chilong is not as good as the master and apprentice of the hidden ghost, his racial level exceeds these two "pseudo ghosts", or "ghost cultivators", so There is some kind of special immunity to the detection of its spiritual consciousness.

“If that's the case…”

“Then I wish you, Old Demon, a breakthrough in becoming a god. Maybe there will be hope.”

Wei Tu smiled slightly and said.

Domination relationship, in a sense, is also equivalent to food chain relationship.

Such as the ancient demons and demon cultivators in the ancient demon world.

To the ancient demon, demon cultivators are food that can be devoured.

The same goes for the ghost clan and ghost cultivators in the Netherworld.

If the ancestor of the Red Dragon swallows the two ghost cultivators, the Old Man of the Hidden Ghost or the Marquis of the Supreme Joy, then it is very likely that he can break through and become a celestial ghost through his cultivation of deity transformation.

As for this "shortcut", Wei Tu believes that Chilong Ancestor, a former demon cultivator, will not refuse it.

Using people to make elixirs is something Chilong Patriarch did a lot during his lifetime.

“Yes, if we can devour the Supreme Bliss God and the Hidden Ghost Old Man, and this ancestor can break through the transformation into a god, we can expect it.”

Chilong Patriarch nodded.

"It's just that these two people are not easy to deal with. Fellow Daoist Wei, are you sure?"

Chilong Ancestor frowned slightly and said.

“Without Master Iron Turtle's protective spiritual armor, Wei was not sure, but with this protective spiritual armor, plus...these spiritual treasures on his body, he has a certain degree of confidence..."

(End of this chapter)

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