Patriarch Wu smiled coldly, waved his sleeves, and a black gourd appeared in his hand. He hit a magic spell into the gourd. The next moment, the buzzing of insects sounded, and a golden cloud emerged from the gourd. fly out.
Fu Changsheng's consciousness swept away.
The pupils shrank.
Wherever there is a golden cloud in front of me, there are thousands of mid-level first-order soul-devouring insects.
It is said that mature soul-eating insects can devour all things. Although they are only in the middle stage of the first level in front of them, they are more powerful than others.
Soul-devouring insects are extremely fast.
In an instant, he arrived in front of Fu Changsheng.
It buzzed and clung to the condensed light shield of the Seven Treasures Umbrella.
The precious light of the light shield is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is obvious that the mana has been swallowed by the soul-eating insects.
Fu Changsheng waved his sword.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword turned into thousands of sword energy and surged down.
When it landed on the carapace of the Soul-Eating Insect, there was a ding-ding-ding sound. The Insect just swayed and continued to devour the magic power of Baoguang.
Patriarch Wu's eyes showed a proud look.
Compared to the Blood-Transforming Mystical Crossbow.
This soul-eating insect is his real killing move:
"Boy from the Fu family, seeing as how talented you are, if you hand over a piece of your soul now, accept me as your master, and swear that the Fu family will serve our Wu family from generation to generation, I can be merciful and consider pardoning you." You're a piece of shit."
Fu Changsheng snorted coldly.
Didn't answer.
There was no trace of panic on his face.
When Patriarch Wu saw it, he sneered again and again: "You are pretending to be calm when you are about to die. Since I gave you a way to live and you don't want it, then you will die!"
The next moment.
But I saw his method changed.
A golden light flashed across the body of the soul-devouring insect that devoured the precious light, and its devouring speed suddenly increased by more than ten times.
The precious light was swallowed up in a blink of an eye.
A white shadow flashed out of the sky, but it was Fu Changsheng who released Qiu Chan from the Hundred Ghost Banner. Qiu Chan opened his mouth:
"roar!"
The soul whirlpool centered on her and violently spread out in all directions.
The soul-eating insects that bore the brunt of the attack fell to the ground instantly like dumplings, leaving only a few dozen remaining.
Although the soul-eating insects are indestructible, the soul is extremely fragile.
Patriarch Wu was so distressed that he had cultivated this for nearly a hundred years to reach such a scale. He spent countless manpower and material resources, and it could be said that his family was completely wiped out, and almost all of them were killed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he quickly used the method.
Want to recall the remaining soul-eating insects.
Fu Changsheng sneered, and hit the Yunhuan Purple Immortal Tower with a spell. The first floor door of the tower opened with a bang, and a terrifying suction force fell on the dozens of crumbling soul-eating insects. :
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
Patriarch Wu wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Dozens of soul-eating insects were instantly absorbed into the Yunhuan Purple Immortal Tower, and the tower door slammed shut tightly:
"court death!"
Patriarch Wu was furious after losing his beloved pet. He pinched his hands fiercely, apparently trying to perform some secret technique. Suddenly he felt a pain in his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was standing where he was standing. Blood came out, and the blood had spread to his calves, and the lower legs melted instantly:
"Qianzi, come back!"
Patriarch Wu immediately changed his method and wanted to recall the Thousand-Faced Spider.
However, Qiucicada violently flicked its thousands of hairs, and a swishing sound broke through the air, turning into ropes that entangled all the eight legs of the Thousand-Faced Spider.
at the same time.
In the underground where Patriarch Wu is.
A ray of green light flashed out, the little green snake shot out, opened its mouth, and a ball of blood arrows shot towards Patriarch Wu.
A critical moment.
The white python coiled around Old Ancestor Wu's wrist flashed with white light, and the snake's body turned into a shield and actually helped Old Ancestor Wu block the blood arrow.
The blood fusion technique fell on the white python.
Sizzle.
The already sluggish white python turned into a pool of blood.
Got this escape gap.
Ancestor Wu's figure flashed, and he immediately turned into a gray light and galloped towards Ancestor Lei:
"Brother Lei, save me!"
"Want to run, dream!"
Fu Changsheng held the Heavenly Thunder Sword, pouring in the rolling mana, and instantly activated the giant sword technique. He jumped in the air, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword struck down at Patriarch Wu with an unstoppable force.
"Click" sound!
The light shield on the opponent's body shattered in response.
A silver snake in the Heavenly Thunder Sword turned into a bolt of lightning and passed directly through the back of Wu Patriarch's head. With a bang, Patriarch Wu smacked his head to the ground with his eyes fixed on death.
at the same time.
The thousand-faced spider that was fighting with the autumn cicada let out a mournful cry and lost its breath along with its owner.
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeves.
The storage bag on Old Ancestor Wu fell into his sleeve.
At the same time, he raised his head and swallowed a bottle of Qi-Building Pill into his belly, and used the second-level magic weapon one after another. Even at the ninth level of Qi training, the mana in his body was consumed at this time.
This time.
Only then did he have time to look at the battlefield on the other side.
But she saw Mo Lan's left hand playing the Five Fingers in succession on the Fixing Divine Piano, and the notes turned into shields to guard her body. Her right hand was quickly making secrets, controlling the puppet to prevent Ancestor Lei from approaching.
But.
At this moment, Mo Lan was at the end of his strength.
She was originally at the seventh level of Qi training. When the battle began, she consumed mana, essence and blood to activate the Thunder Fire Dark Bamboo Cauldron. At that time, her mana was almost exhausted. At this time, she was relying on a willpower to survive. .
After seeing that Fu Changsheng had dealt with Patriarch Wu, his mind relaxed, and the hidden wounds in his body immediately came back, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly!
When Lei Laozu saw Fu Changsheng kill Wu Laozu, his face showed no sadness, but a look of relief:
"Yes, I was thinking of saving some strength to deal with Wu Laogui. Since you have done it for me, I will leave a whole body for the three of you Fu family members today!"
After saying this.
He saw a fierce look in his eyes.
He turned his wrist.
A three-generation black mysterious mirror appeared in his hand.
This three-generation black mysterious mirror was obtained by him from an ancient cultivator's cave. He would not show it to anyone easily, or anyone who had seen this treasure mirror was killed by him.
Lei Laozu cast a spell into the three-generation black mysterious mirror.
He smiled strangely.
He was completely different from his usual old farmer's honesty:
"It is a great honor for you to die under this ancient treasure!"
Along with the rolling Yuanli infusion into the mirror, a sense of vicissitudes came out.
Once the three-generation black mysterious mirror is activated.
Today, he and Molan will never survive!
Fu Changsheng took the lead.
He made a strange mark with his right hand, and an obscure spell sounded from his mouth. The next moment, the purple divine light in his body trembled with a buzzing sound.
Then.
Even Fu Changsheng himself did not have time to see clearly.
The purple divine light pierced through the three-generation black mysterious mirror in Lei Laozu's hand with a bang:
"How is this possible?!"
Lei Laozu's smile of planning and planning instantly turned into horror.
His three-generation black mysterious mirror has killed many peak Qi training cultivators for him. Even when he was chased by the foundation-building elders of the Tianyang tribe in the East Wilderness, it blocked a fatal blow for him and protected his heart.
How could this Fu Changsheng be stronger than a foundation-building cultivator? !
When this thought flashed through Lei Laozu's mind, the purple divine light that broke through the three-generation black mirror had already passed through his forehead. A thin blood line split from his forehead, and Lei Laozu fell heavily to the ground with his eyes open.
This scene seemed slow. In fact, it happened in an instant.
Fu Molan turned her head and looked at Fu Changsheng in disbelief.
The strength of the patriarch now is more than a little stronger than when he was in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Abyss, especially the secret technique he performed at the end. I am afraid that even if a foundation-building cultivator came, it would be difficult.
Fu Molan's face showed a proud look.
In this way.
Their Fu family finally has a real high-end combat force, and they no longer have to live in fear and uncertainty like before.
For the power of the purple divine light.
Even Fu Changsheng himself was shocked.
He had a premonition that the purple divine light must be extraordinary, but he never expected it to be so powerful. He quickly looked inside his dantian.
But he saw that the purple air that originally lingered above the sea of true qi fog had become very thin at this time. If he hadn't looked carefully, he wouldn't have found it at all.
Obviously.
This purple divine light is not infinitely usable after cultivation, but like mana, it will also be consumed: "It seems that I have to cultivate more purple divine light in the future to store it. This is the real life-saving trump card."
At this moment.
A familiar mechanical sound flashed through his mind:
"Ding"
"You killed two powerful enemies for the family and gained 60 family contribution points."
At the same time.
The family contribution value on the panel changed from 220 to 280.
In other words.
He can double the lottery once and exchange for 40 pieces of information.
Fu Changsheng looked at the family contribution value that had risen to hundreds on the panel, and the joy in his heart could no longer be hidden.
This time entering Qingcheng Mountain.
The family contribution value earned is almost the same as that of Wanguiyuan.
"Master, Sister Molan, are you all right?"
Fourth sister Fu Changli, who was hiding in the passage and observing the battle here, hurriedly drove the green wolf monster to fly over when she saw the battle was over, with a face full of self-blame and guilt.
Just now in the battle.
She actually became a burden.
This.
She once again realized the shortcomings of her own combat power. Before, she had been obsessed with feeding and taming monsters, but these beast-controlling techniques were of no help at all when it came to killing enemies on the battlefield.
She made up her mind.
After returning from Qingcheng Mountain, one is to improve her own cultivation, and the other is to really find out what kind of fighting method she is good at. The clan can't just rely on the master and Sister Molan when something goes wrong.
Fu Changsheng saw the reflection in the eyes of the fourth sister, and felt relieved.
From the Wanguiyuan Family Competition, the extermination of the Zhang and Li families at Niu Shou Mountain, to this Qingcheng Mountain, after three major battles, he also hopes that his fourth sister can find a direction that suits her and become stronger:
"Fourth sister, take Xiaoqing and Qiuchan with you, and call the mulberry farmers on the top of Lingshan Mountain to help you dig out all the green mulberry trees in this mulberry field."
Transplant them back to the clan.
Even if only half of them survive, it will be a considerable income.
"Yes, patriarch!"
Fu Changli took the order and left.
A few days later, Fu Changsheng finished refining the Qi-replenishing pill in his body, and his mana was finally restored. Mo Lan, who was standing next to him, was still refining the blood-replenishing pill because of the forced activation of the Thunder Fire Dark Bamboo Cauldron.
Fu Changsheng pinched his right hand.
A red light shield lingered around him.
He took out the three storage bags in his arms with some expectation.
The first one was from Wu Laozu.
A spell was cast.
A flash of light appeared.
Several boxes and books fell one after another.
Among the four books, three of them are records of Wu Laozu's own experience in cultivating spirit pets and controlling beasts. For the Fu family, which has no inheritance of beast control techniques, this is undoubtedly extremely rare.
Fu Changsheng showed a happy expression on his face.
He opened the last yellowed ancient book.
He saw several pages of detailed information on how to feed the soul-eating insects written in ancient Chinese.
Fu Changsheng had seen the devouring power of the soul-eating insects. They could even devour the precious light of the Seven Treasures Umbrella, and they could resist the sword energy of the Thunder Sword at the middle stage of the first stage. It was quite powerful.
After reading the latter part.
Fu Changsheng's pupils shrank.
According to the records in ancient books.
The upgrade of this soul-eating insect is extremely domineering, and it completes its evolution by devouring its own kind.
In other words.
It is not enough to feed them enough soul-feeding pills on weekdays.
Wu Laozu raised such a large batch of them for the purpose of advancing the soul-eating insects to the late stage of the first stage. Fortunately, the other party did not have time to let the soul-eating insects break through, otherwise it would be unknown who would win today.
Fu Changsheng glanced at the dozens of soul-eating insects in the Yunhuan Purple Fairy Tower. If he had enough spirit stones in the future, he could try to cultivate one or two.
In addition to these books.
Wu Laozu's spirit pets, the white python and the thousand-faced spider, were both killed.
The blood-transforming black crossbow was collected by Mo Lan.
There were not many valuable things in the boxes in the storage bag. Perhaps because of the cultivation of spirit pets, the spirit stones were almost consumed, leaving only sixteen medium-grade spirit stones.
Fu Changsheng's eyes fell on Lei Laozu's two storage bags. One of them contained the materials needed by mortals for five years. There was nothing good about it.
A spell was cast into the other storage bag.
A ray of light flashed.
The few boxes and several pill bottles fell.
Although Lei Laozu entered Qingcheng Mountain with the confidence of winning, he only brought the urgently needed things just in case, and left all his property in the clan.
Fu Changsheng's eyes were immediately attracted by a box with a white background and a lamp pattern. The pattern of the lamp pattern was exactly the same as the Nine-Turn Magic Lamp that Lei Laozu summoned the three-colored phoenix.
A spell was cast.
As the box opened.
The Nine-Turn Magic Lamp was indeed placed inside.
Fu Changsheng suddenly became excited.
He had seen the power of the Nine-Turn Magic Lamp. If he could also summon the three-colored phoenix to kill the enemy, he would probably have a little self-protection against the foundation-building. However, he searched Lei Laozu's storage bag, but did not find any spells that recorded how to sacrifice the magic lamp.
For such an ancient treasure, ordinary sacrifice methods are useless:
"This Lei Laozu is really cunning!"
Since Lei Laozu did not bring it with him, it must be hidden in the Lei family's land.
Fu Changsheng felt a little sorry.
In addition to the Nine-Turn Magic Lamp, he also found sixty-four medium-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, which is equivalent to six thousand four hundred low-grade spirit stones. Thinking back carefully, when Lei Laozu activated the Nine-turn Magic Lamp, he surprisingly used a medium-grade spirit stone to set up the formation.
His eyes fell on the last box.
Fu Changsheng's breathing became rapid.
If he guessed correctly.
This should be the three-turn blue lotus mentioned in the intelligence!
He had asked Mei Zhen before, but as an alchemist, she had never heard of this spiritual object, and he did not find any relevant records in the Zhang family's Sutra Pavilion. Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to rashly ask Shangguan Feng and his daughter. However, no matter what the use of this three-turn blue lotus is, it must be extraordinary as it has been a thousand years old.
A spell was cast into it.
The restrictions on the box were then unveiled.
The things inside came into view.
"Huh?"