Chapter 117: Substitute Death Technique Treasure

  "After chasing and killing for so long, it's actually resolved so simply, I really didn't expect that." Wang Guang slightly furrowed his brow, stretched out his hand to point at the red copper sand, which transformed into two grinding discs that fell towards the corpse, wanting to destroy the evidence. "Not right, my Wan Gui Chang Pan spews out poisonous smoke, not only can it kill people, but also plunder their souls, why did I only see a corpse and no soul?" Wang Guang's heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling something was off.

  "Be careful." Just then, the evil monk on the side suddenly shouted loudly, Wang Guang was terrified and didn't care about destroying the evidence anymore. He directly shook the long banner in his hand, and tens of thousands of black smoke suddenly rose into the air, instantly enveloping him tightly. As soon as he shook the banner, he only felt that there were hundreds of thunderbolts exploding around him, the intense explosion blew him flying dozens of feet away, and the surrounding black smoke was also blown to pieces.

  "Rubbish, that little brat isn't dead yet." Wang Guang shook his head slightly, and a few thousand strands of silver hair fell down around him, temporarily serving as a protective barrier. He then beckoned to summon Chi Tong Sha to his side before turning to look in the direction where the evil monk had shouted.

  As I looked closely, the evil monk was in a sorry state. His bald head didn't know what hit it, and his mouth had been slashed open with another stroke. A crescent-shaped treasure transformed into a flowing light that surrounded the evil monk, who frantically tried to defend himself as he was being killed.

  "Boundless Heavenly Venerable!" King Guang waved the long banner in his hand, and clusters of black smoke transformed into three to five large hands that grasped for the crescent-shaped treasure. The evil monk also took advantage of the opportunity to jump out of the circle and catch his breath. "The Buddha wants to eat you," the evil monk loudly shouted at a man with a treasured sword on his back not far away.

  Only to see the evil monk pinched the law, that group of golden flames suddenly burst open, a ball of flame changed into two in the blink of an eye, and then changed into four, and then changed into eight. In one breath, hundreds of balls of flame crackled and popped towards the young man.

  Wang Guang saw that man and found he was identical to the Luo family's Qi cultivator he had just killed, not only in appearance but also in aura.

  "Good! Good! Good! You actually have a substitute technique. I'll see how many times you can use it today." The demon daoist let out a strange cry, his hand shaking the long sleeve repeatedly, as black smoke coiled around the crescent-shaped magic treasure, trying to defile it.

  "You've been chasing me for years, let's end this today."

  "Ha! You think you can scare me, Wang Guang? I'll show you the power of my ancient treasure, Moon Hook!" With that, he snapped his fingers and a stream of silver light shot out from his mouth, landing on the crescent-shaped artifact. The artifact immediately underwent a transformation.

  In the blink of an eye, dozens of crescent moons appeared out of thin air. These crescents combined in mid-air to form a spell array. As soon as the array was formed, it seemed like a grindstone that had crushed the swirling black smoke into nothingness.

  Luo's family Qi master saw the evil monk's move was ferocious. He patted his chest, and a copper mirror floated out. He wiped the mirror surface, and a three-foot-thick five-color magnificent light burst out from the mirror surface. The magnificent light exploded and dispersed in mid-air, with one part transforming into a large net to block the golden flames, while another part transformed into a column of light that fiercely struck the evil monk.

  The evil monk sneered repeatedly, and he wasn't a kind person either. If it weren't for the Luo family's Qigong master hiding his true abilities, he wouldn't have been injured at all. Today, the opponent revealed his true form to fight with him, even if the method was precious, this evil monk would not have half a bit of fear.

  What a wicked monk. The big monk saw Guangzhao coming and let out a few strange laughs, his bald head shaking back and forth, a golden light appearing in his hand, the golden light wriggling and changing in his hand, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into countless Buddhist scriptures spewing out in front of Haoguang to block him.

  The colorless light seemed ferocious, but after being blocked by the infinite scriptures, it dissipated bit by bit like a sheep. The evil monk also fumbled out two demon-suppressing mallets and threw them into the air towards Luo's family qigong practitioners' heads.

  Not to mention the evil monk's methods, let's just talk about Wang Guang. This guy didn't put Mo Ruhua in his heart at all, and the three or five years of pursuit not only didn't delay his cultivation, but also allowed him to cultivate his Taoist skills well.

  The fourth-level One-Yin Thunder was rubbed out by this guy to hit the crescent moon, and the second-level One-Yin Big Capture had a full ten feet in diameter. The entire big hand was empty-handed, forming a claw-like shape that slapped towards the opponent's body. Then, this guy held up the Wanhuichang banner with one hand and the Chigangsha-changing long spear with the other, quickly jumping to the front of the Luo family's Qi practitioners to prepare for battle.

  That Na Luo family's Qi Gong master would have thought that Wang Guang would engage in close combat? For a time, he was so busy that he couldn't even get his moves out, while on the other side, the evil monk laughed maniacally and allowed the golden fire to resist the copper mirror's brilliant light. He then fumbled out two demon-subduing mallets and jumped over to join forces with Wang Guang to attack the Na Luo family's Qi Gong master together.

  The Naluo family's Qi practitioner wanted to summon the Moon Hook back to protect himself, but unexpectedly was blasted by a fourth-stage Thunderbolt, causing his magic treasure to tremble and unable to control it for a moment. At this time, a black figure jumped out from the crowd of people fighting around him, casually throwing out a net-like magic treasure that scooped up the Moon Hook and made it disappear without a trace.

  "Return my treasure!" The Luo family's Qi practitioners regarded their treasures as their names, and were shocked to hear someone call out like that. They wanted to chase after him, but were entangled by Wang Guang and the evil monk and couldn't escape.

  "You two monsters, why don't you quickly get out of the way?!" This Luo family cultivator threw out three to five defensive treasures in one breath, and each one was an ancient treasure. There were white tigers jumping out from their chests, and phoenix illusions emerging from the top of their heads, momentarily blocking Wang Guang and the others with seven or eight layers, not allowing them to get close.

  "Malerguo wall, must kill this kid, he is a moving treasure trove of ancient artifacts." The evil monk's eyes widened with greed as his opponent casually tossed out so many treasures. Ordinary people would be lucky to get their hands on one ancient artifact after searching for a hundred years, yet this kid had just pulled out three or five in one breath, and the monk couldn't help but feel envious.

  Wang Guang, seeing this from the side, was filled with jealousy in his heart and secretly cursed repeatedly. The long spear in his hand transformed into a battering ram, and he swung it round and round, fiercely smashing it towards the opponent: "Boundless Heavenly Venerable! Even if you're a tortoise shell that's been alive for ten thousand years, I'll still smash you open and cook you to eat!"

  The evil monk's attack couldn't get in, and the Luo family's Qi practitioners finally felt at ease. He saw him pinch the law seal, and a silver mist emerged from his hands. The mist swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a large net.

  Dark clouds gathered in the sky again, and a loud thunderstorm suddenly enveloped Wang Guang and his men.

  "Little Heavenly Net Chaos Flow Restriction" Wang Guang saw the Luo family's Qi practitioners display their skills and retreated repeatedly, not daring to block them. He knew the origin of this large net, although it looked like a Taoist technique, but in fact, it was an attacking technique evolved from the restriction. If he were entangled by this restriction, without great magical power, there would be only one way out - death. This guy thought he didn't have great magical power, so he didn't dare to resist, called out to the evil monk and quickly jumped aside.

  The two of them managed to hide, but the unlucky guy behind them didn't. This unlucky guy was infatuated with a female Qi practitioner's beauty and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to push her down and ravish her. Just as he was about to succeed, a large net suddenly covered his body.

  Dark thunder exploded, and the colorful wolf's protective light shook. Before he could react, a large net contracted, wrapping him up in an instant.

  One by one, dark thunderbolts emerged from the net and exploded, but in just three to five breaths, they blew that tragic Color Wolf into minced meat. After killing one person, the net dissipated without anyone controlling it.

  The female Qi practitioner in the distance saw that she was saved and didn't even bother to thank him, hastily turning around and fleeing towards the outside with her treasure light, but didn't dare to have any more illusions about obtaining the treasure in this extremely chaotic situation.

  "Everyone, this kid's magical powers are not deep, and he doesn't have any background, but he has 7 or 8 ancient magical artifacts on him. Let's join forces and take him down." Wang Guang saw an opportunity and loudly shouted: "Just now, a fellow Daoist snatched one of his ancient magical artifacts. If we're slow to act, we won't be able to get any of them." After saying this, he didn't attack Luo Jian, the Qi-refining cultivator, but instead concentrated his energy on grabbing the ancient magical artifacts with a big grasping motion. The evil monk next to him was also a cunning fellow, and he let out strange cries one after another without speaking, desperately trying to get one of the ancient magical artifacts into his own hands.

  Wang Guang's loud shout made the surrounding Qi practitioners' hearts beat faster, and some of them had greedy thoughts.

  "I think we all came here to fight for the ancient treasure, but now that dozens of alchemists have arrived, it's impossible for us to get our hands on the ancient treasure that's about to be unearthed. Why not snatch this kid's ancient treasure instead? Although its power may be slightly weaker, it's still several times stronger than the treasures we're using." Someone nearby was moved by these words and immediately began discussing with their companions in hushed tones.

  That man's companion saw Wang Guang and the evil monk frantically fighting over the treasure, and also saw that Luo's family could only passively resist. He too had an idea: "Let's do it, let's pull off this heist! My brothers, we'll find a place to hide for three to five years. By then, who will know that we have the ancient treasure on us?"

  There were many people with such thoughts, and dozens of Qi practitioners hesitated for a moment before abandoning their opponents and rushing to surround and kill the Luo family's Qi practitioners.

  Wang Guang saw so many people surrounding and killing each other, and suddenly sneered: "You wretch, I'll see where you escape to today." As he spoke, he continuously threw out fourth-stage dark thunderbolts to blast his opponent, only blasting Luo Jian's Practicing Qi Treasure Light into turmoil, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.

  Naluo's family cultivator saw dozens of people coming to snatch his treasure, and he couldn't help but smile wryly. He didn't expect that after displaying so many ancient treasures, he would be so attractive to others.

  Bursts of thunder and flames exploded around him, waves of Daoist techniques pounded against him, and someone even set up a formation to trap him here. If not for the mysterious ancient artifact, he would have been blown into powder by the continuous attacks.

  "The treasure is yours, don't bother us again." Seeing that he couldn't withstand them, the Luo family's Qi practitioner casually pulled out a flying sword from his bosom and threw it out.

  That flying sword emitted a clear and bright sword light, it was obviously of top quality. Some of the surrounding cultivators turned around and abandoned him, one by one their eyes reddened as they rushed towards that flying sword.