Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 626

Chapter 626: War

Under the dark white dragon flame, the figure of the Blood Shadow Sect’s ancestor suddenly froze.

She instantly turned into a strange paper figure, a shadow puppet, and a porcelain doll, and shattered at the same time.

——Paper doll for the dead!
——Shadow puppet for the robbery!
——Blood porcelain doll!

These were the three most advanced life-saving techniques of the Blood Shadow Sect being performed simultaneously.

Fang Xing is very familiar with the scapegoat paper doll, and the substitute shadow puppet requires peeling off a large piece of skin from one’s back and weaving it with one’s own hair. It is a life-saving method that can only be performed by those who have truly practiced shadow puppetry.

The final blood porcelain doll requires countless blood sacrifices to the porcelain kiln to produce one precious “blood porcelain”.

But at this moment, they all shattered!

Not far away, the figure of the Blood Shadow Sect’s ancestor appeared, also with a hint of surprise.

Obviously, he didn’t expect that his life-saving item would be shattered by just one attack!

What’s more unexpected is that after consuming three such precious life-saving items, she hasn’t even escaped from the battlefield!

Whoosh!

The wind howled, the thunder swept!
A white jade-like dragon flashed and disappeared, and the cloud dragon stretched out its claws without a trace.

Snap!
A dragon claw suddenly appeared, grabbed the porcelain doll-like Blood Shadow Sect Master, and exerted force violently.

“ah!”

The Blood Shadow Sect’s ancestor, True Lord Yangshen, let out a scream, and his body and soul were destroyed!

Even the witch master who went to the temple was unable to rescue in time!

“Are they too weak?”

“No! I’m too strong!”

Fang Xing transformed into a dragon, hovering in the clouds, with only a few claws visible, muttering to himself:

“I am a dual-professional. With my Yang Shen cultivation and a level 21 druid, the dragon I transform into is enough to rival an average Yang Shen late-stage Great True Lord…”

“What’s more, there is a little divinity!”

The divine nature brought all-round enhancement to all things!
In fact, that bit of natural divinity and the dragon complement each other perfectly.

The Jiaolong is originally a divine creature. Without this divinity, it would be like drawing the skin of a tiger but not its bones.

At this time, he is making up for his shortcomings and showing a tendency to move towards becoming a demigod creature!

“So… I’m already a quasi-demigod?”

“Not to mention, I’m actually the hidden Schrödinger’s Son of Destruction. With just a thought, I can gain the grace of God and the blessing of divine power… By then, I’ll be a demigod dragon of the chosen template, a true demigod. Even a demigod corpse immortal may not be able to defeat me!”

“If things get really desperate, it’s not impossible for a god to descend. This is the limit of the combat power in the mortal world.”

“But there’s no need to go to such lengths to deal with this group of stray dogs.”

Fang Xing’s dragon eyes, with supernatural light, directly penetrated the protection of the Blood Shadow Sect’s formation and saw the Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pool.

There are also incense and money that keep disappearing from the merit pool.

“Evil beast!”

A voice like thunder sounded, accompanied by the Witch Palace Master’s call to spare no expense. Several elders of the Upper Temple vomited blood instantly, as if their essence and blood were greatly depleted and their lifespans were shortened.

The originally dreamlike power of incense and wishes suddenly condensed, and a golden-armored god walked out of it.

He has a mighty appearance, riding a flying celestial warhorse and holding a huge bow and arrow in his hand.

A mighty surge of yang and thought erupted almost instantly!

“Fourth generation ancestor?”

When the Witch Palace Master saw this scene, he couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

The Upper Temple does not have the background of a demigod, otherwise he would not have been banished to the outer world.

Among the ancestors they worshipped, only the third and fourth generations broke through to the later stage of Yang God.

Moreover, inviting two great Yang God late-stage masters to join in a great war would also be a huge drain on the Dharma lineage.

He took a risk today and unexpectedly succeeded!

“Hah! Watch the arrow!”

The fourth generation master bent his bow like a full moon, looked northwest, and shot the wolf!
Swish!
An arrow flew in, as brilliant and dazzling as a meteor, fell into the clouds and mist, and accurately hit Fang Xing who had transformed into a white jade dragon!
Swish!

A terrifying golden light burst out from the tip of the arrow and fell on Fang Xing’s scales.

Then, several white jade scales shattered, and the golden arrow seemed to have exhausted all its divine power and slowly dissipated.

“What?”

Not only the fourth generation ancestor, even the Lord of the Witch Palace found it difficult to accept this scene.

This Natural Sect Patriarch is not only able to transform into a dragon, but is even stronger than the Left Envoy?
How is this possible?

No!
Perhaps this is the only way to explain why the Killing Sect abandoned Qingmu Ridge!

“Haha…Natural Ancestor, well done!”

The Black and White Dharma Kings joined forces to fight against the three leaders of the Yangshen Sect, and they were able to do so with ease.

When the Black Dharma King, who was being besieged by the two Yang Gods of Buddhism and Taoism, saw this scene, he laughed heartily, as if he finally understood the hesitation of the Left Envoy.

As for King Baifa, he had completely given up the idea of causing trouble for Fang Xing again.

“This boy is so terrifying, maybe he can be promoted to a demigod in the future?”

“It is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Forget it…”

In her heart, a dark thought began to grow rapidly…

…

“For nature!”

Just as everyone was stunned, the army of tree people, like a walking giant wall, had already rushed into the Blood Shadow Gate formation.

The three-headed, six-armed burning tree man in the lead roared and smashed out with a fist bigger than a house.

Crash!
At this moment, countless disciples in the Blood Shadow Sect’s formation vomited blood.

Rays of spiritual light collapsed, and a large amount of blood-colored mist dissipated, revealing the Blood Shadow Sect’s mountain gate and a large number of pavilions.

“I declare… you enemies of nature!”

Fang Xing circled in the sky, also emitting a majestic voice like an order.

Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Shadow Gate actually “cracked”!
Boom!
At this time, the Witch Hall Master was shocked to see that a terrifying earthquake had struck the main peak where the Blood Shadow Gate was located!
Under the vibration of the earth veins, the original formation was instantly broken into pieces!

Add to that the row of ten thousand year old Yang God tree monsters, flying beasts, and siege vehicles…after today’s battle, at least the Blood Shadow Sect is doomed to be destroyed!

Even the ancestor of the Blood Shadow Sect was the first to die in battle!

“withdraw!”

The Lord of the Witch Temple immediately signaled to the elders to relocate the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, which was the foundation of their Upper Temple. If it were not for the battle on the front line, they would not have moved it here.

At this time, the trash from the Blood Shadow Sect was no longer useful.

Fortunately, as a decision maker, he had considered all the circumstances. Even if the Blood Shadow Sect was defeated, many disciples and high-level monks could retreat to the second line of defense and try to regroup.

Although, whether it will be war or peace in the future, the Witch Palace Master’s heart is filled with clouds.

But there’s nothing wrong with retreating first.

“Want to run?”

Fang Xing was perched high in the sky and directly discovered the enemy’s unusual movements.

“That guy just now not only scolded me but also shot me with an arrow, but now he wants to run away?”

He sneered, turned into a white line, and fell straight towards the Blood Shadow Sect’s gate.

The body of a dragon not only possesses dragon power but also has a layer of natural armor.

Coupled with the amplification of divinity, his dragon armor is generally impossible for even the Yangshen Zhenjun to penetrate.

Naturally, there is nothing to fear at this time.

Bang!

Before the Blood Shadow Sect disciples could run away, they saw a terrifying hundred-meter-long dragon falling into their own formation.

With a casual flick of its white jade-like tail, dozens or even hundreds of people were killed.

——The dragon swings its tail!
Fang Xing casually swings his tail to clear the enemies in front of him, and immediately looks in the direction of the fourth generation ancestor and takes a deep breath.

Roar!

In an instant, a long dragon roar emerged!

This dragon roar not only carries the natural dragon power, but also has divine suppression, will suppression, and true spirit suppression!
Even a great master in the late Yangshen realm would be stunned by such a sudden attack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xing spewed out a breath of pale dragon flame.

raging!

The white flames instantly enveloped the fourth generation ancestor, burning him and the heavenly warhorse into wisps of green smoke.

Not only that!

Fang Xinglong’s eyes flashed, and he saw the Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pool and rushed over directly.

“Don’t touch the treasure of my palace!”

Upon seeing this scene, the Witch Palace Master’s eyes immediately turned red with anger.

He and several other sect leaders turned into streams of light and rushed forward. Various lights mixed with magic weapons fell on Fang Xing, but were blocked by a layer of white jade dragon scales, causing no pain at all.

Fang Xing knew that this sudden improvement in his ‘wild transformation’ ability still had some impact on him.

There were obviously many targets worth killing on the battlefield, but I got too excited and came for the Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pool.

Although this pool is indeed the Achilles’ heel of the Upper Temple, and the large amount of incense and money piled up in it is also very tempting…

“Forget it. Anyway, it’s not wrong to fight anyway…”

“I’ll just take this pool.”

Crash!
He rose and fell, and his dragon body landed beside the Eight Treasures Lotus Merit Pond, crushing many monks from the Upper Temple to death.

Then, a white jade dragon claw grabbed into the pool water and scooped up a handful of merit money, which was instantly refined!
“Hmm? Is this… the power of faith? No, it’s a bit more complicated, it can be regarded as the second-rate power of incense… but the amount is quite large.”

“The art of summoning gods, the power of incense…”

The divine power flashed within Fang Xing’s body, and it seemed as if he was growing vigorously.

“It’s really a good thing…”

Fang Xing’s eyes lit up.

As a true God, he certainly knows the benefits of the power of faith.

What’s more, the incense and money in this pool have been washed and do not have any marks or karma. It can be said that any creature with divinity can use it.

‘The ancestors of the Upper Temple are all trash… After accumulating so much incense power, no one has taken that step and become a divine creature!’

Once you become a divine creature, combined with faith, incense… and ignite the divine fire, it is not too difficult to become a demigod.

If there was a patriarch in the upper temple who could do this, it would not have been driven to the outer world.

Fang Xing withstood the fierce attack from the magic weapon, and with a flip, most of his dragon body fell directly into the pool.

He refined the incense and money, and they were all gone in an instant.

Seeing this scene, even the Witch Palace Master felt like vomiting blood.

“ah!”

A scream suddenly rang out.

It turned out that on the battlefield of the Poisonous Scholar, the golden statue of the third-generation ancestor suddenly became unstable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Poisonous Scholar lightly brought down a hammer.

The hammer of destruction was as heavy as a mountain, suddenly crushing the six treasures of Jingtian and falling on the third generation ancestor.

The third generation master was instantly annihilated, leaving no trace…

(End of this chapter)