Chapter 94: The Treacherous Iron Umbrella Daoist of the Demonic Path

  He was thinking wildly in his heart, and the Black Mountain Taoist thought that Wang Guang's Fa Bao had not been refined and was uncomfortable in his heart, so he hurriedly turned around frequently on one side, occasionally saying three or five sentences to try to shift the Taoist's discontent.

  The five layers of the law, plus seven or eight years of cultivation, Wang Guang didn't take the lower-grade middle-tier magic treasures to heart. What he wanted was the top-tier magic treasure among the lower grades, unfortunately, due to material reasons, this attempt failed. "But I was confused, if I had used the secret method to detect it at that time, I would have definitely found out that there was a problem with those materials, and it would be better to wait for a few more days than to end up like this now."

  "Enough, fellow Taoist! Don't try to persuade me anymore. I have nothing to do." As he spoke, Wang Guang swung the Wan Gui banner and chopped it down heavily on a nearby giant boulder. The banner easily cut through the boulder without suffering any damage. "It just so happens that I don't have a suitable weapon at hand. Using this thing as a weapon isn't bad either." A smile appeared on his face, comforting Hei Shan Dao Ren.

  Hei Shan saw Wang Guang's appearance and although he couldn't truly confirm whether he had opened up or not, at least on the surface, the other party didn't care anymore, so he also couldn't say anything else.

  "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, tomorrow I'll find someone to re-collect materials for you and refine an extraordinary treasure to play with. Let's see who dares to provoke you then."

  The most inserted joke, the time was already evening. Just as Hei Shan Dao Ren was about to leave, Na Lao Jia came again to invite Wang Guang to go and drink wine and have fun. Wang Guang originally wanted to refuse, but Hei Shan Dao Ren had already agreed first.

  "Fellow Taoist, I'm not talking about you. We're just socializing in the mortal world, and all that talk about seeking immortality is nonsense. It's just about enjoying life, making preparations for our future generations or next lives. Today, we've established a good relationship with the Luo family, and they'll willingly give us all sorts of good things. In the future, when we're reborn, we'll have a higher starting point, which will be beneficial even if it's just for our descendants. Don't make excuses today, just come with me."

  He then pulled Wang Guang's robe and dragged him into the Luo family estate.

  The lanterns had just been lit, and the fine wine and delicacies were all present. The singing girls were each beautiful and wonderful. Wang Guang held a long banner in one hand and hugged a woman with the other, playing and teasing her. If he hadn't been thinking about the Iron Umbrella Taoist's affairs, his days would have passed quite pleasantly.

  It was late at night, Hei Shan Dao Ren knew Wang Guang's habits, so after a low conversation with Wang Guang, he proposed the idea of leaving to the master of the Luo family.

  Who dares to block the way of the ruler of the Nuo family? He simply nodded and stood up, planning to send Wang Guang and others out of the mansion.

  Just as Wang Guang was about to get up and leave, a silver light suddenly flew out from a big tree and wrapped itself around him. The silver light flickered, and a strong aura locked onto Wang Guang, no matter how he moved his body, the silver light would tightly follow.

  "You dare to come here, you despicable person? Aren't you afraid that the Lidi Dao people will slaughter you?" Wang Guang saw the silver light and immediately knew who the master of this treasure was, so he shouted loudly. This shout was filled with magical power, and probably half of the imperial capital's people heard him shouting.

  "Wang Guang, you wicked Taoist, stop yelling. Li Di and his men have all been lured away by us to a place thousands of miles away, so even if he rushes back, it's impossible for him to arrive within one or two hours." A Qi-refining warrior emerged from outside the mansion, this warrior was Qing Niu, holding a double-bladed axe in hand and wearing a white bone banner at his waist. He was indeed the same Qing Niu Qi-refining warrior who had a grudge against the Taoist on the battlefield.

  "A bunch of trash." Wang Guang sneered, pushing the woman in his arms with his left hand. She had been terrified when she saw someone breaking into the mansion, but now she was desperately grabbing onto Wang Guang's robes for a sense of security. Suddenly being pushed away by Wang Guang, she let out a series of frightened cries.

  The scream ended in an instant, and Wang Guang's left hand stretched out. The woman suddenly burst open, her entire body turning into a red giant hand that fiercely slapped towards the silver light. This big hand was actually Wang Guang's fifth-level cultivation technique, One Breath Great Capture.

  But the big capture was only seven or eight feet in size, and this slap on the silver light only heard a loud noise, the silver light scattered, the big hand shattered, no one could hold anyone else. There is also red copper sand sprayed from Wang Guang's mouth. This red copper sand partially transforms into a fountain on the top of the head, sprinkling the surrounding protective copper sand, and another part rotates in the air, the Taoist's left hand swings, and another big capture is performed.

  This time, Daqin grabbed a handful of red copper sand and formed a cyan-yellow mottled big hand that slapped towards Qingniu Dao Ren.

  That Qing Niu Daoist was not a kind person either, he dropped his weapon and rushed towards Wang Guang, then pulled out the white bone banner from his waist and shook it. In an instant, only to see dark winds rising in all directions, waves of eerie howls echoed through the courtyard. A stream of white smoke emerged from the white bone banner, transforming into a skull head that was one zhang (about 3.3 meters) in diameter, which fiercely bit towards Wang Guang's One Great Grabbing Hand. The two clashed in mid-air, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who would win or lose.

  Xingyue Daoist had long known that the silver chain would be ineffective, so he used his technique to attack Wang Guang simultaneously.

  Only to see this condensed snow path, the person's hands were moving, and a series of dark thunders struck the yellow flying sword beside him. For a time, countless sword lights seemed to pierce through Wang Guang like raindrops. After doing all this, she still didn't stop her hand, only to see her slap the back of her head, and a stream of green smoke emerged from behind her brain, about seven or eight feet high.

  The green smoke parted to the left and right, and a green flying sword appeared from within. The green flying sword trembled slightly before falling into her hand. The Snow Essence cultivator grasped the flying sword and charged at Wang Guang with a fierce attack, regretting that she couldn't chop him into minced meat with one slash.

  "Don't be arrogant, can't you quickly put your hands down?" Hundreds of words were written in the blink of an eye. From the time when Cong Xue's lock chain magic treasure lost its effect to the moment she picked up a treasured sword and charged towards Wang Guang, it was only a matter of one or two breaths. Hei Shan Dao Ren was stunned for a moment before letting out a loud roar, preparing to use his techniques to block his opponent.

  Hei Shan Dao Ren slapped the top of his head, and a burst of black smoke emerged from the Bai Hui acupoint. The black smoke was incredibly dark, and threads of yellow gas poured into it from the void, causing the black smoke to thicken even more in an instant.

  Hei Shan Dao Ren pinched the movement method, and then took out an incense burner from the treasure trove. The incense burner was the size of a fist, with eight or nine holes around it, and a thread of yellow gas flew out from the incense burner and merged into the black smoke on his head. In an instant, the black smoke surged to a height of eight or nine feet. It split in all directions, and a mountain peak the size of a human head floated up and down in the smoke, with countless earthy auras flying out from the ground and merging onto the mountain peak.

  Hei Shan received the support of Wutu's breath, and with a gust of wind, he suddenly inflated to three to five zhang in size. He then spun around and violently slammed into Qing Niu Dao Ren, who had weak Fa Li. "Eliminating one will also allow Wang Daoyou to focus on dealing with that ferocious female Lian Qi warrior."

  As the thoughts turned, when the black mountain was about to fall on Qingniu Daoist's head, a seven or eight zhang-sized iron umbrella suddenly floated above Qingniu Daoist's head. The iron umbrella rotated, and countless streams of mysterious wind emerged from under the umbrella, lifting up Heishan Daoist's mountain peak, making it unable to fall and unable to harm Qingniu Daoist.

  "Tiě Sǎn Lǎo Dào, why did you do such a thing?" The Black Mountain Taoist was not an idiot either. Seeing Tiě Sǎn appear, although he was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't show any mercy and patted his chest again, opening his mouth to spew out a cloud of black smoke.

  Black smoke fell to the ground, writhing and twisting. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of black-clad, black-armored cavalrymen appeared in the courtyard. These cavalrymen were all trained by him and could be considered top-notch spirit soldiers. The spirit soldiers galloped wildly on their horses, unleashing a fierce aura that shot up into the sky and coalesced into a cavalry-like magical formation that charged at Qing Niu Dao Ren once again.

  "Brother, hold on for a moment and listen to my explanation." The iron umbrella Taoist appeared out of nowhere. Seeing Heishan Taoist release the symbol soldiers to attack Qingniu Taoist, he also patted his chest, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of gray smoke. The gray smoke fell to the ground, rolling and churning, and hundreds of symbol soldiers appeared, wearing dark clothes and armor, condensing into a law body cavalry to block Heishan Taoist's symbol soldier law body.

  The sky has a law to fight, the lower side has a symbol of soldiers galloping and charging, at that time countless evil spirits destroyed the Luo family's mansion, and hundreds of unlucky servants or low-powered members of the Luo family were stunned or killed.

  "Boundless Heavenly Venerable!" Wang Guang watched from the side, seeing Tie Yun Daoist suddenly come out to help the young man riding a cow. This guy was furious, with flames bursting three feet high. However, this wasn't the time for him to go up and fight it out with his opponent, but rather to first take care of Jing Xue Daoist who had charged over with her weapon at the ready.

  "Or do you want to engage in close combat with me?" Wang Guang sneered, recalling the scene of being chased by his opponent like a stray dog for seven or eight years, and he was furious. He didn't hesitate, directly wielding the Wan Gui long banner at Cong Xue Daoist, and the two clashed together.

  One side had dark thunderbolts striking flying swords, while the other had swirling copper sand. The dark thunderbolts struck the flying swords, with countless sword auras falling down like raindrops; the swirling copper sand blocked all the sword auras, not allowing them to get within half a step.

  One wielded a treasured sword, seeking to avenge the murder of his kin; another grasped a long banner, coming to settle the score for the relentless pursuit. The treasured sword danced with cold light flashing, countless sword shadows leaping up and down, the sword shadows leaping like countless silver flowers bursting forth, spinning rapidly left or right; the long banner swayed with black smoke billowing, the black smoke billowing with an unbearable stench, the foul air coalescing into old men and children, each one baring their teeth, gnashing their jaws, and clawing at each other.

  The surprise of the long banner's opponent was that his sword technique was excellent, and the one who wielded the treasured sword was shocked by its ferocity. For a time, both sides wanted to end the fight quickly, their moves becoming increasingly ruthless, and before long, both were wounded.

  Wang Guang was cut by the opponent's treasured sword, and his waist was injured by the copper sand armor. Qingxue Daoist was invaded by Wang Guang's black smoke on his body, and a piece of soft flesh was torn off by the infant transformed from the black smoke.

  After dozens of rounds of fighting, Wang Guang gradually couldn't withstand it. The cow-riding cultivator was like a madman, shaking the white bone banner in his hand, and a white bone bead kept coming out of the banner to hit Wang Guang's condensed One-Armed Grab. If not for the Taoist constantly pouring law power into this technique, the big hand would have been shattered by the opponent's beads long ago.