Chapter 52: Fighting against Tianqiu, showing all his magical powers, and getting the bone boat cave spring to smile (please read later)
"It's quite capable."
When Fang Tianchou saw the divine wind and fire, and the black wind mixed with red flames flying towards him at a high speed, he snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a small brown fan fell into his palm. The small fan, which was only the size of a child's arm, was somewhat inconsistent with Fang Tianchou's tall figure.
He just waved his hand lightly, and countless white winds blew up, slowly pushing the black wind away.
Dongquan became excited and waved a big flag left and right, and endless wind rushed out.
For a moment, the two of them fought against each other like the monks who specialized in wind magic.
With each fan and each flag, the red flame moved left and right. After a stalemate, the black wind mixed with fireworks suddenly exploded, and sparks scattered all over the ground.
Dongquan waved his blood-red robe to scatter the flying sparks. Fang Tianchou moved his small fan to attract the flames. The sparks fell on his body and gradually spread out, wrapping Fang Tianchou and turning into a flaming feather.
Fang Tianchou stepped into the air with every step, ascending to the sky. As he walked, sparks flew all over the sky from under his feet.
"I want to see what great ability you have that makes you so arrogant."
Fang Tianchou was looking down at the cave spring from a high place, with six red tokens rising behind him.
This token is about half a meter long, with a square head and a flat tail. It is bright red in color, and is covered with golden-red lines that flow like magma, as if it will erupt at any time.
"This mysterious fire took me a hundred years to cultivate. It is not unfair for me to die under this treasure."
After that, six Mysterious Fire Tokens flew out, each with a different trajectory. The magma-like patterns spread out, spitting out real fire. The tokens turned into six flaming dragons, pouncing towards the cave spring.
The true fire evaporated the surrounding moisture, and the air felt a little hot for a moment.
Dongquan paused, inserted the flag handle, and the flag fluttered in the strong wind.
"You talk too much nonsense. I'll just hit you. What's the point of all the whining?"
Dongquan grabbed the collar of his clothes and threw the blood-stained robe away. The gauze-like robe flew into the air, grew longer in the wind, and covered the sky in an instant.
The six fire dragons flew straight into the blood robe, and the robe wrapped them up without any sound. Then the blood robe returned, and six plates fell down with a clang, landing at the foot of the cave spring.
"That's it?" Dongquan couldn't help but grin and stepped on the Xuanhuo Order, "Get down here!"
With a flick of his hand, blood flew out and turned into a blood snake, wrapping around Fang Tianchou.
The blood snake was moving very fast, which frightened Fang Tianchou so much that his pupils shrank. He hurriedly circulated his magic power, and the Black Fire Order on the ground trembled slightly, unable to escape from the suppression of the cave spring.
Seeing that the controller was unable to move, Fang Tianchou gritted his teeth, and the flaming feathers exploded, forming a ring of fire around his body, which pushed back the blood snake.
Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Tianchou was able to wave the small fan in his hand, and countless white winds surrounded his body. Once the blood snake was repelled, it split into a dozen smaller blood snakes, which flew towards him.
The blood snake collided with the white wind and disappeared into thin air. Before Fang Tianchou could be happy, Dongquan below grasped the Dutian Demon Flag, and countless black clouds rolled. A monster covered with bone spurs jumped out from the black clouds.
The monster stepped on two black snakes, which rolled and took the bone-spur monster into the air. It was the demon god transformed from the demon in the flag.
Seeing that the demon was coming with great force, Fang Tianchou did not dare to be negligent. He drew out a sword, and swung it left and right. The sword emitted real fire and the fan blew up white wind, and he fought the demon on equal terms.
Dongquan yawned and sat back. Two streams of black air shot out from his sleeves and transformed into a ferocious throne that steadily caught Dongquan.
On the other side of the battlefield, Li Daode and his two companions were being surrounded and beaten by a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators. Their two fists were no match for four hands, and they screamed in agony.
"The Blood Robe and the Devil God Flag are good enough to deal with most foundation building, but we still lack a killing weapon. Should we refine a sword or a knife?" Dongquan was distracted at this time, "How about the sword be called Yuan Tu Abi? It's not appropriate, it's too fierce and can't be suppressed."
Fang Tianchou and the demon god were fighting in the sky, and Li Daode and the other two on the ground had no power to fight back, relying on their own magic weapons to resist. Dongquan clapped his hands and said, "I'm tired of you. I'll send you off now!"
Countless blood threads rolled out from the cave spring, forming a large net with him as the center, and spreading all the way to the feet of those who were building the foundation.
As soon as the blood threads arrived, those who were building the foundation felt that their magic power was not flowing smoothly, and their bodies were fixed and unable to break free. The blood threads rolled more and more, forming a pool of blood.
Boom boom boom.
A loud roar was heard, and the pools of blood rose up and turned into blood pillars that were a thousand meters high, connecting to the sky. Most of those miscellaneous foundation-building practitioners were shattered before they could even react, and the spiritual light of their immortal foundations scattered all over the ground. The rest were not much better off, and were dying, relying on their powerful immortal bodies to hold on to their last breath.
Dongquan supported his head with his left hand, looked at Fang Tianchou in the sky, and snapped his fingers with his right hand.
A blood-red mouth hundreds of meters in size opened slightly, with no face visible, only densely packed and sharp blood-red teeth revealed, and it swallowed Fang Tianchou in one bite.
When he spit it out again, it was already covered with scars and fell at the foot of the cave spring.
"Mercy, mercy, I am a villain who does not recognize a great man!" Fang Tianchou prostrated himself as soon as he landed on the ground, begging for mercy very skillfully.
As for the demon cultivators, they can bend and stretch, and they are not shameful in trying to survive.
"Why is Lord Fang sitting in front and then being respectful?" Dongquan stood up and personally helped Fang Tianchou up.
"Lord Dongquan, you are joking. I am willing to offer my entire fortune, even the treasures I have collected from all over the place, just to save my life!" Fang Tianchou said as he directly removed the restriction on the storage ring.
As he traveled, he collected countless treasures. The white bone boat was filled with low-grade treasures that were of low value and took up a lot of space. He carried all the valuable high-grade treasures with him.
"Master Fang, what are you talking about?" Dongquan withdrew his hand and smiled. "Who knows there is a saying that goes, 'A smile can erase old grudges and a smile can erase all grudges!'"
What does this cave spring mean? Are you afraid that the Lord of Heaven will come to attack you if you kill me?
Fang Tianchou thought about it and breathed a sigh of relief. He hid the malice in his eyes and said with a smile, "It's the way it should be. Fellow Daoist Dongquan has a high level of cultivation, and Tianjun Chenglong is in need of talents like you. I will say a few good words for you when I go back."
Wait until I get back and see how I kill you!
Dongquan laughed loudly. A demon that had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time suddenly swallowed Fang Tianchou with a wave of his hand.
With the sound of chewing, fragments of memory came to him, and Dongquan said: "I smiled and killed you casually, so wouldn't this old hatred and grudge be wiped out completely?"
In an instant, the battle was decided.
Li Daode looked at the thousand-meter-long blood column, and then at the bloody mouth that slowly dissipated in the sky. He ignored his injuries and kicked He Jin and Song Jing respectively, asking them to clean up the battlefield and capture the monks, while he moved towards the cave spring.
"Your Excellency is so powerful that all the villains have been killed. However, we have offended the Heavenly Lord Riding the Dragon, so we need to make more preparations." Li Daode's eyes lit up. This old demon was very powerful. Perhaps he could really capture the Heavenly Lord and change the situation in the outer sea.
Dongquan tapped the armrest of the throne lightly: "Capture the one who is breathing heavily. Once he takes my precious elixir, he will be one of ours. Take good care of him. When I get the White Bone Boat treasure, I will refine a few demon flags and give them to you. Then you will be able to fight against the monk from Panlong Island."
Li Daode was so surprised that he left in a mighty manner.
The art of controlling subordinates is not only about learning to paint a rosy picture and offer them benefits, but also about demonstrating your strength and letting them know that there is value in following you. This is the noble way, and it has been true throughout history, both in China and abroad.
After this battle, Li Daode and the other two knew that Dongquan was very powerful and could fight against the Heavenly Lord, so they would not leave even if they rebelled.
People, if given the chance to live a good life, who would want to live a precarious, miserable life?
After Dongquan finished sighing, he looked towards the horizon, where there was a treasure boat with bones and a boat full of spiritual objects and treasures waiting for him to take over.
(End of this chapter)