Chapter 215: Shocking Change

There are no species of spiritual fish, and there are all kinds of them. This fish king is no exception. It is a golden electric eel.

The eel flew out, shining with golden light, and the violent electric current raged. The void could not bear it and twisted and disillusioned.

Although it was just an illusion of light and shadow, and the space was not really destroyed, this scene was enough to horrify people.

Seeing this, everyone was not only shocked, but also had an instinctive fear, which grew, boiled, and burned in their limbs, bones, flesh and bones.

"Ugh!"

On the dragon-patterned ship, Shen Hongyu groaned in pain and pressed her right hand on her proud chest, but the waves were still rising and falling. Under the bright red palace dress, there were foreign objects running like rats, as if they were about to tear the clothes out.

On the other side, Yu Wenjie also frowned, his face was as heavy as water, and there were also foreign objects running under his clothes. There were bloodshot like a net in his eyes, and each root was beating, as if it would burst at any time.

"Spiritual beast!"

On the Li family's big ship, Taoist Zhu Yang trembled and almost fell to his knees, but he held himself up by force, staring at the fish king in the field with red eyes: "Spiritual beast turns into a demon, spiritual beast turns into a demon, it is indeed well-deserved. Just the stimulation of the qi makes me almost out of control. If it is a golden elixir, wouldn't it be..."

"Bang!!!"

Before the words were finished, they were interrupted by a bang.

Looking in shock, I saw that the golden current was violently raging in the field, like a sea of ​​lightning in Lei Ze.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the fisherman was actually fine. He raised and shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the electric eel, the spirit fish king, was pulled vigorously and flew towards the fisherman involuntarily.

The fisherman picked up the fish basket beside him and slowly aimed it at the spirit fish king. Suddenly, a strong suction force formed like a hole, and with a whoosh, the golden electric light was collected into the basket.

"Fish King!"

"He took it away!"

"Stop him!"

"Take the fish basket!"

"Do it!"

Seeing that the man took the fish king, the forces of all parties could not hold back, and immediately some warriors flew down the boat and came over with light kung fu.

Don't know whether to live or die?

Indeed, they don't know whether to live or die.

As death warriors, they have long been aware of it, and each of them is fearless and rushes towards the fisherman on the boat.

One is to test, the second is to consume, and the third is to delay.

On the other side...

"Do it!"

On the dragon-patterned ship, Yu Wenjie and Shen Hongyu, who suppressed the abnormal movement in their bodies, looked at each other, and then decisively took out a jade bottle, poured out a bright yellow jade pill from it, and raised their heads to swallow it.

After the pill entered his stomach, the abnormal movement disappeared instantly, and Yu Wenjie immediately flew up and turned into a cold light and rushed out of the dragon-patterned ship.

At this time, in the center of the lake, on the battlefield...

Facing the assassins coming from all sides, Xu Yang shook his head, picked up the fish basket in one hand, and held the fishing rod in the other.

Afterwards, he used the rod as a pen and the pen as a sword, and started to write freely.

Immediately, the sword light splashed ink and came out in all directions.

"Puff puff puff!"

A dull sound, blood and sword light, all splashed together, like blood-red fireworks, adding a more miserable color to the cold wind and snow.

The hundred assassins were all warriors, among whom there were many top figures of dark energy biochemistry, masters in the eyes of ordinary warriors, but they could not withstand the sword energy casually wielded by the opponent, and died directly on the spot.

This shows the strength of the fisherman.

However, this could not scare away the greedy heart.

"Leave the fish king, and you will not die!"

A sharp shout brought the aurora cold air, roaring and whistling.

In an instant, the lake froze, the five lakes were frozen, and the battlefield turned directly into a silver crystal world.

In the cold and frost, the fisherman stood at the bow, with his fishing rod pointing to the sky like a sword.

The tip of the fishing rod, which was originally bent and drooping, now stood straight like a sword tip, pressing against a silver crystal-covered palm, as well as the arm, body, and head connected to it...

Yuwen Jie!

This Daxing Immortal Seeker was like an ice sculpture at this moment, with extreme cold all over his body, and it was obvious that he had pushed his body to the limit.

Now under the extreme cold, not only his own silver crystals turned into armor, but everything under his palm was also frozen, and the black-sailed boat and the water of Wuze Lake were all turned into ice sculptures.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The green bamboo fishing rod against his palm was also frozen with a layer of crystal frost, which spread rapidly from the tip of the rod to the rod body and froze directly to the fisherman's body.

Foundation building is perfect, and strength is strong!

At the moment of handover, Yuwen Jie judged the other party's realm through the breath of magic power.

Qi refining is perfect!

It turns out that only Qi refining is perfect?

A Qi-refining cultivator dared to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, and took the Spirit Fish King into his pocket in front of everyone?

It was incomprehensible and inexplicable.

But at this moment, Yu Wenjie had no time to think about it, and everything depended on the Spirit Fish King.

A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength, and it cannot afford to lose!

So, he directly urged all his skills to suppress his opponent with his foundation-building great perfection.

Qi-refining foundation-building, one realm difference, he had an absolute advantage.

But the result...

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The extreme cold turned into ice, covered with ice crystals, the green bamboo fishing rod had become an ice stick, and the fisherman and the angler were also made into ice sculptures.

At this time, a sword energy was seen spitting out from the rod head.

"Bang!!!"

The sword energy spit out, the ice shattered immediately, and it exploded.

"!!!!"

Yu Wenjie's pupils shrank, caught off guard, and he didn't even know what happened. He only felt a pain in his palm, and in the extreme cold, hot blood rushed.

"Bang!!!"

Another explosion sounded, the ice shattered, and the fishing rod made another advance, piercing directly into Yu Wenjie's palm, passing through his bones and blood marrow, and finally out through his elbow.

"Ah!!"

Yuwen Jie screamed, blood splashed in the sky, and his forearm was directly pierced by the opponent's fishing rod like meat.

It was reasonable.

Although there is a gap between Qi refining and foundation building, it is not absolute, at least not absolute for Xu Yang.

Although his Yang Shen clone has not yet cultivated fighting skills and fighting characteristics, in the real world, Qingyu Mountain disciples, such as Ji Changkong and Shui Lingling, have the ability to refine Qi and fight against the foundation. As a patriarch, how could he be inferior to his disciples with many powerful cultivation methods?

The sword energy was like a needle, and it pierced the ice easily.

Yuwen Jie didn't know how powerful his opponent was, and he was injured and in a desperate situation.

Fortunately, he was not fighting alone.

"Bang!!!"

Xu Yang had just stabbed Yuwen Jie, and there was a movement under his feet. The frozen lake water and the bottom of the boat exploded together, and a figure flew out and took his fish basket.

As we all know, a storage magic weapon cannot store another storage magic weapon.

This person has a mysterious origin and is even more powerful. It is unwise to kill him. The right way is to steal the treasure.

This is what the attacker thought in his mind, and now he put it into practice, trying to snatch the fish basket from Xu Yang.

However...

Xu Yang raised his foot and stomped it in the air. The terrifying power combined with the Doujuan leg technique, one foot was like a pillar of heaven to suppress the sea. The attacker was too slow and could not react in time, and his head was directly stomped to pieces.

The head exploded, blood splashed on the bottom of the boat, and stained the ice.

A cultivator, a Qi refining man, died on the spot.

But his sacrifice also gave Yu Wenjie an opportunity. The cold air was like a tide, freezing the flesh and blood, and directly froze the tip of the pole that pierced the elbow bone.

After all, it was only a mid-grade magic weapon, and it could not withstand the full destruction of the foundation-building cultivator.

The pole head was broken, but Xu Yang didn't care. He pulled the fishing rod backhand, changed the sword into a whip, and hit Yu Wenjie hard.

"Bang!!"

The frost silver armor exploded, and Yu Wenjie's body flew out, blood splattering along the way.

The pole was like a whip, falling on his waist, breaking his flesh and blood in his waist and abdomen, leaving a huge wound, and there was still sword energy inside.

Even for a foundation-building cultivator, such injuries are extremely serious, and can even worsen and be fatal.

But Yu Wenjie rolled his body, and the flesh and blood between his waist and abdomen sprouted like silk, growing wildly, and healed the wound in a blink of an eye. With a long roar, he flew up and rushed back to the battlefield again.

"Huh!?"

At this time, Xu Yang was entangled by Shen Hongyu and a group of cultivators who arrived later. Seeing Yu Wenjie regroup and kill back like this, he was also a little surprised.

"This recovery power... is it the effect of demonic energy?"

"In this world, cultivators should practice their bodies more. First, they can reduce the consumption of spiritual power. Second, demonic energy can also increase the body to a certain extent, which can greatly improve vitality and recovery."

"But what is the price? What is the price?"

"They know they can't win, but they still want to besiege. First, they have more people and second, they want to fight to consume. Do they think I can't fight for a long time, or... dare not fight for a long time?"

Although he was surrounded, the fisherman still had time to distract himself.

At this time...

"Cough cough cough!"

A cough sounded, and a dark current surged through the battlefield and fell beside Xu Yang.

The dark current was like ink, and a human figure was seen. A skinny and yellowed palm stretched out and grabbed the fish basket in the fisherman's hand.

"It's old Mo!"

"He's here too!"

"The old guy is not dead yet!"

Everyone's eyes condensed, but they did not slow down the offensive, but strengthened it a little.

Although this old ghost Mo is also difficult to deal with, he knows his ins and outs. It is better for the Spirit Fish King to be in his hands than to be taken away by this unknown fisherman.

"Hmph!"

Facing the hand that reached out, Xu Yang snorted coldly and pulled back the fishing rod like a whip.

"Snap!"

The fishing rod was pulled out, the arm exploded, pus and blood splashed, and the green bamboo spirit light flickered dim.

The magic weapon was dirty, the power was greatly reduced, and there was a poisonous undercurrent.

However, Xu Yang's expression did not change, and the dirty fishing rod pierced out like a sword, penetrating into the surging undercurrent.

"Puff!!!"

With a muffled sound, blood splashed, and the undercurrent receded like a tide, leaving only the stench and filth.

"Old ghost Mo!"

"It's really useless!"

Seeing this, everyone was helpless and could only grit their teeth and surround him again.

But Xu Yang had no intention of fighting.

Although he is strong in combat, he is still a Qi Refiner. Facing so many cultivators besieging him, and there are several masters who have completed the foundation building, it is impossible to kill him without paying a price.

In addition, these people are desperately besieging, and there is also a sense of delay.

What are they delaying?

Xu Yang doesn't know, but he doesn't intend to let them get their wish.

So...

"Bang!"

A sword broke through the siege and flew out.

Shen Hongyu's eyes condensed and she blocked it sideways.

But the opponent's sword energy was like a rainbow, unstoppable, the gorgeous red palace dress was broken, and the beautiful woman's jade body was stained with blood.

The sword light broke through the siege, and it flew out in an instant, and disappeared in the wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

"This..."

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, everyone was helpless, and Yu Wenjie and Shen Hongyu were even more gloomy.

After a moment of silence, everyone was speechless and retreated.

Yu Wenjie and Shen Hongyu also flew up, returned to the boat, and talked to each other.

"Who is this person? How dare he steal my Daxing Mountain spiritual objects!"

"Maybe he is from another sect..."

"Just now I saw his cultivation level, but he has completed the Qi Refining."

"Facing us who are building foundations, he can fight against the majority with a small number of people and not be at a disadvantage at all."

"At this point, the fish king has been lost. You and I must find another spiritual object, otherwise the ancestor..."

"Spiritual objects are not that easy to find. The Five Lakes Fish King only appears once every few hundred years, let alone other spiritual objects."

"If it doesn't work, we can only kill the goose that lays the golden eggs..."

"Let's go back to the prefecture first."

A moment later, the dragon-patterned ship set sail and turned to the dock.

"Are you still letting it go?"

"Boring, boring!"

On the Li family ship, Taoist Zhu Yang shook his head repeatedly when he saw this scene.

Li Suhong, who was standing by, looked calm and said calmly, "That man is so powerful that no matter if he flees thousands of miles away or continues to hide in the lake, they will find it difficult to find him, so he can only give up."

"That's right."

Taoist Zhu Yang smiled, "They've left, let's go back too."

Li Suhong frowned, "The remaining spiritual fish..."

"When the fish king disappears, the spiritual fish will also disperse. At most, they will disappear completely in three days."

Taoist Zhu Yang chuckled and said, "In the last three days, give orders to catch as many as you can."

...

On the island, the escape light fell, revealing Xu Yang's figure, and he came to the edge of the pool.

Then, with the power of magic, he threw the fish basket into the air and spit out a lot of spiritual light.

Storing spiritual treasures?

Of course not. Not to mention that there is no material for refining spiritual treasures at present, even if Xu Yang had it, he couldn't use it to store fish, because he wanted living fish, not dead fish, and low-level storage magic tools could not accommodate living things.

His fish basket is a beast-controlling magic weapon, composed of more than ten beast-controlling bags, so that it can accommodate thousands of spiritual fish.

After the spiritual fish are separated, there are still fish kings and various demonized demon fish.

The demonized demon fish can only be eaten, and there is no need to release them.

As for the fish king, although it is a spiritual beast, it takes some means and time to control it.

But Xu Yang is not free now. He has to go back and defeat those bastards one by one to completely end this farce carnival.

Three days?

Are you kidding? You can't even make it to the third watch tonight!

…

Xu Yang put away the fish basket, returned to the room, and came to a simple altar.

It is indeed simple, with only an offering table, a tripod incense burner, and a few cinnabar yellow talismans, that's all.

But there are ways to be extravagant and ways to be poor, and achieving the goal is the main thing.

"The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law, and the five ghosts from the five directions enter the altar!"

The sword pointed at one point, and the talisman came out. Then, the Yin Qi gushed out from all directions, and shadows condensed and fell in front of the altar, opening their mouths to swallow the incense.

In just a moment, a team of ghost soldiers and generals, paper people and paper horses appeared in front of the altar.

In three months, in addition to practicing, Xu Yang was also collecting lonely ghosts in his spare time. He barely trained a five-horse army, with a total of five generals and ten soldiers, which is the "Five Demons Patrolling the River and the Lake!"

The army was just formed and could not be used for a big job, but it was enough to clean up the Wuze Lake and kill the minions of various forces.

The big ones must be solved, and the small ones must be dealt with. After cleaning up the Wuze Lake, we will see the reaction behind the various forces. If there is no follow-up strongman to suppress it, then we will develop on the spot. Otherwise, we will endure and lie dormant, or escape thousands of miles away and start over in another place.

Advance and retreat freely, and have plans.

Xu Yang didn't waste any time and directly ordered the five ghosts to mobilize the troops.

However...

"Huh!?"

Before the talisman was issued and the troops were not moved, mist flowed in the void and the filthy demonic energy instantly boiled.

"This is..."

Xu Yang raised his head and looked over, and for the first time saw a look of doubt and solemnity.