Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 619

Chapter 619: Level 20 (Please give me more monthly tickets)

[Immortality: Your life span increases significantly, and the speed of its passing is reduced to one tenth! ]

“finally……”

Fang Xing took a deep breath: “Level 20, entering the legendary realm…”

At this moment, his body was undergoing a terrifying change. On the attribute bar, prompts flashed down like a data stream:
[You have obtained ‘Wild Transformation·Dragon Form’! ]

The advanced form of the wilderness transformation that Fang Xing had been longing for was finally obtained.

If the Qiulong is just a young dragon, then the Jiaolong is already an adult. It can call the wind and rain, and is powerful enough to rival or even crush the average Yangshen Zhenjun.

Of course, if he had chosen the animal realm, his transformation into a dragon would be even more powerful now.

Even in the future, when you are promoted to a high-level legend, or even break through the epic level 30, you will obtain a more powerful mythical creature template.

For example – True Dragon Yinglong!
Fang Xing looked at his own body data:

[Name: Fang Xing]

【Age: 110/8900】

[Profession: Druid Level 20]

[Realm: Yinshen Post-Realm]

[Talents: Nature Affinity, Wild Transformation, Plant Growth, Toxin Immunity, Eternal Youth, Thorns, Barkskin, Nature Healing, Tree Man Enlightenment, Tree Man Herding, Toughness, Combat Casting, Enlightenment, Regeneration, Unaging Body, Nature Summoning, Advanced Nature Healing, Nature’s Wrath, Immortality]

[Skills: All-powerful Hands (Grandmaster 800/800), Origami (Grandmaster 800/800), Taming Beasts (Grandmaster 800/800), Gathering Qi (Grandmaster 800/800), Bewitching Souls (Grandmaster 800/800)]

…

“Oh? The Druid was promoted to Legendary, and my Yin Spirit was promoted as well. Did he break through to the later realm?”

Fang Xing nodded slightly.

Quite a lot of Qingmuling high-ranking officials surrendered to him. Although there were some scammers like Lin Kun, there were also those who truly surrendered to him and brought with them a large number of profound classics from Qingmuling.

This made Fang Xing realize that his cultivation direction had always been correct.

“If you just want to break through to the Yang God, you’d better get a ‘Pure Yang Pill’…”

“This kind of elixir is extremely rare. Even if we gather the power of the entire Fangwai Land, we can only make one furnace in hundreds of years and refine a few genuine pills… Now that there is chaos and war, don’t think too much about it.”

“But without the Pure Yang Pill, one can still break through… There are even some substitutes and secret techniques…”

The technology involved here is the secret of the major sects and is probably only in the hands of old Qingmu. Even Qingyuzi may not know it.

“His life span is close to ten thousand years?”

“It has only been a few thousand years since the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, right?”

“However, compared to the true gods who never seem to grow old or die, this is child’s play…”

Fang Xing looked at Fei Yong beside him.

The changes and emotions just now took only a moment to complete, and he has already climbed to the top of the world’s combat power.

Fei Yong was lowering his head deeply at this time. For some reason, he felt that the pressure brought to him by Fang Xing was even greater than that from Qingmu Laogui.

“I’ll leave that Lin Kun to you.”

Fang Xing said lightly.

“Please rest assured, Master.”

Fei Yong is very confident about this. Although he is only at the middle stage of Taoism, the strength of the Natural Gate is no longer what it used to be. They even have the True Man Yin Shen who has defected to them!

…

A few days later.

Qingli Swamp, Poison Dragon Slope.

Two green figures were standing high in the sky.

Elder Qingmu looked at the slightly dilapidated East Peak, and then at the West Slope shrouded in a thin layer of mist. “What do you think of the information Lin Kun passed on? Is this really Fang Xing’s Achilles’ heel?”

The one beside Patriarch Qingmu was naturally Qing Yuzi, but compared to a few years ago, not only had his cultivation level not improved at all, he also seemed to have been injured, and his breath was a little weak.

There was a gray look in the depths of his eyes, and he coughed, “It should be correct. That person’s rise was too strange, and he only likes to plant trees… There are many thousand-year-old spiritual trees in Qingmu Ridge, forming a large formation, and we can hardly stop him… Why not give it a try? If we can lure him out, it would be the best. If not, at most we will lose one Lin Kun.”

To the sect’s top leaders, even the core disciples were nothing more than expendable resources or even running dogs.

“Then it’s up to you. First wipe out that small family, then go to Xipo and set it on fire.”

Patriarch Qingmu said as a matter of course.

In this system where all the power is concentrated in one person, the people at the bottom are all running dogs and cannon fodder, and the people at the top are all running dogs and cannon fodder at even higher levels.

Qing Yuzi’s eyes dimmed, but the loyalty to the sect that had been instilled in him since childhood, the grace of being taught and taught, and the reality that he had to rely on Patriarch Qingmu as long as he wanted to have a glimmer of hope of becoming a Yang God, all made it impossible for him to refuse.

Hiss!

A wooden sword flew up from behind him and instantly transformed into thousands of swords. The wooden swords fell on the Lu family’s land at Dongfeng Mountain like a rain of swords.

Lu family.

Lu Feng is now very old, lying on a wooden couch, thinking about his life.

Childhood sweethearts… never mind mentioning them. Fei Yong, the son born to that woman, has become the Lu family’s lifelong enemy.

In middle age, he broke through to the seventh level of Qi perception and was full of vigor and vitality… but not long after, he was beaten back to his original state.

On the contrary, Uncle Fang couldn’t stop after he went to Qingmuling.

Now he is actually a figure like the ancestor of the Natural Sect, Yangshen Zhenjun.

But the Lu family didn’t get any benefit at all!
The genius Lu Tian died early in the battle, and there was no one to succeed him.

Even now, Lu Feng vaguely knew that the elders of various families were fighting openly and secretly for his inheritance after his death.

Although he was still alive, everyone thought he was dead.

‘Haha… Fight as much as you want, but in the end, it’s all in vain.’

“I still have some face. When I leave, if Fei Yong really takes action, who among you can resist?”

“But now, I’m afraid Fei Yong doesn’t even think highly of Qingli Swamp, right?”

Lu Feng had to admit that he was jealous!
Why wasn’t he the steward next to Uncle Fang?
Unfortunately, no matter how jealous he was, it was useless because he was already dying.

Swish!
Suddenly, a flash of sword energy appeared in the sky.

Lu Feng’s eyes widened, and before he could even utter the word “enemy”, a wooden sword dropped from the sky pierced through his chest and nailed him to the ground.

Puff!

In the Lu family, wooden swords fell one after another, reaping all lives equally.

With the background of the Lu family, a small family with strong sense of qi, they were unable to block a casual attack from a real person in the late Yin Shen realm.

In less than a moment, all the people in the Lu family were wiped out.

Qing Yuzi said no more. The many wooden swords returned and formed into one sword, which he held in his hand. Man and sword became one, transforming into a ray of sword light, and stabbed towards the west slope.

Wave!
The extremely strong sword light seemed to pierce through a layer of water curtain, and the natural barrier collapsed, revealing a vibrant bamboo sea of ten thousand acres.

A poisonous python with a single horn on its head raised its head and roared, spewing out a mouthful of poisonous mist.

“Hmm? There is only the Ganqi family next to them, but there is actually a Taoist monster hiding here. It is indeed strange.”

Qing Yuzi swung his sword casually, and the poisonous fog was instantly separated. The poisonous-horned python was almost cut in half and fell to the ground wailing.

Above the ground, a green light flashed, and a chubby ginseng doll emerged, seeming to curse Qing Yuzi very dirty.

Its chubby little hands opened, and a red ginseng seed emerged and fell into the mouth of the poisonous horned python.

The poisonous horned python’s injuries stabilized immediately and the bleeding began to stop and recover.

“Oh? There is another spiritual ginseng that has transformed?”

Qing Yuzi’s eyelids twitched. For such a elixir, not to mention him, even the old ancestor Qingmu who was hiding nearby would be a little greedy.

As he moved his magic power, a huge green hand emerged and pressed down like a green mountain, ready to capture the little ginseng spirit.

Not only that, Qing Yuzi is also familiar with the innate magical powers of this type of shape-shifting elixir. A ray of spiritual light has fallen on the ground, turning mud into stone and turning the nearby land into a huge piece of granite.

Puff!

Suddenly, a huge tree root appeared on the ground, like an iron whip, and it whipped the green hand to pieces!
“Hmm? A ten-thousand-year-old tree demon?”

Qing Yuzi was startled again, and saw a strange three-headed tree man slowly walking out from the depths of the bamboo sea. Beside the tree man, there were six paper generals in the late Taoist realm, forming a formation to guard him.

“There are also paper generals? As expected, we have come to the right place.”

Qing Yuzi murmured, and the seed of magical power in his body was suddenly activated, transforming into thousands of streams of light.

The peach wood sword in his hand flew up like a shooting star and fell straight towards the three-headed tree man.

“Keep a hand and lead Fang Xing here.”

Just as the flying sword was blazing like fire, Qing Yuzi heard the voice of Patriarch Qing Mu in his ears.

Obviously, the investment here would hurt even the ten major sects of good and evil.

This place is most likely Fang Xing’s Achilles’ heel, enough to lure him out!
Qing Yuzi sighed in his heart and slowed down his attack.

Even so, he is still a paper general with a sword.

After a few incense sticks, the three-headed tree man roared, and the tree crown had been mostly burned by the magical flames, and it looked like it was dying.

“stop!”

At this moment, there was a flash of light in the sky, and Fang Xing, wearing animal skins, finally arrived at the battlefield.

“Is this person… stupid?”

Qing Yuzi was surprised when he saw Fang Xing.

After all, they had done the most in-depth research on Fang Xing and knew that Fang Xing himself was only at the Yin Shen realm, and it was only with the help of the Qingmuling formation that he had the strength to capture the White Dharma King.

But now, the tortoise has not retreated, and the tiger has come out of its hole?
“Haha… Fang Xing! I really underestimated you that day.”

As the ancestor of the sect, Patriarch Qingmu immediately appeared after confirming that there was no ambush near Poison Dragon Hill: “If you surrender today, I can spare your life and even restore order. In the future, the head of Qingmuling will still be yours.”

Not only did he want to defeat Fang Xing, he also valued the covenant between Fang Xing and the Killing Cult!
God had mercy on him, and Patriarch Qingmu dreamed of having such a covenant, but in the end the Killing Cult turned its back on him.

But then he made a treaty with a younger generation.

If Patriarch Qingmu was angry, it would be a huge anger. Could it be that he was not as good as a Yin God?
Fang Xing looked at the injured little ginseng spirit, the poisonous horned python, the three-headed tree man, and the bamboo sea that began to burn, and a dangerous smile flashed across his face: “Do you think that when I walk out of the Natural Gate formation, I am just a Yin God?”

He waved his hand, and green spots of light fell like rain, extinguishing the fire in the bamboo forest and landing on the three-headed tree man.

The three-headed tree man expanded in size again and turned into a burning three-headed, six-armed giant, roaring towards the sky.

A terrifying aura burst out, causing Qing Yuzi’s expression to change suddenly!
——Legendary Burning Treeman Guardian!
(End of this chapter)