575: C575 Spirit Wolf

C575 Spirit Wolf

Just as Feng Yimo put away the Soul Congealing Tower, in a palace under a barren mountain in the Devil World, four black devil dragons were coiled on four black pillars. They were breathing devil energy and were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. It was a terrifying scene.

There were thirty-seven black steps leading up the hall. At the top was a huge black stone chair. The torches on the walls were flickering, causing the entire hall to be filled with a strange atmosphere.

Bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A cluster of black smoke appeared on the black stone chair. A tall figure appeared. His entire body emitted a powerful pressure. He wore a long black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. However, it was not difficult to tell that he was on the verge of going berserk from the fluctuating demonic aura on his body.

"Spirit Wolf!" That person shouted in a low voice. As soon as his voice faded, a ball of black smoke appeared out of thin air at the bottom of the stairs. The black smoke dispersed, revealing a large, pitch-black man. His mouth was wide and his nose was wide, and his eyes were like lightning. His expression was dark and cold, and his pupils were dark green like a wolf's.

"Master!" The big man knelt on one knee with his right arm horizontally before his chest, and he had an extremely respectful expression.

"The Soul Congealing Tower that this sovereign left in Pure Heaven Realm has been touched. Go and investigate and see who has the audacity to find that person. Kill him and retrieve the Soul Congealing Tower!" That person said.

"Yes!" The Spirit Wolf replied, turned around, and disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph, no matter who it is, whoever dares to touch this sovereign's treasure will definitely make you unable to live, unable to beg for death!" That person coldly snorted, and similarly disappeared.

The Spirit Wolf was a Black Grade Magic Beast that could raze the entire Pure Heaven Realm to the ground by itself. Even if a limited number of magic talismans restricted one's cultivation, searching for a mere person from the lower realm was still a piece of cake.

Naturally, Feng Yimo did not know that his unintentional actions had provoked a huge crisis. He was heading towards the northeast direction of the Heavenly Moon Continent along with the sea of lightning.

In order to conserve his leg strength, Feng Yimo refined the bones of two Fifth Level Magic Beasts into Bone Puppets, and used them as his leg strength. As he advanced, he also searched for supreme-grade crafting materials, planning to refine another flying boat. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The damage to the medicinal Trembling Feather Flying Boat made his heart ache somewhat. It was specially refined for Ling Ya. Now, Ling Ya had turned into a ghost and disappeared, and the flying boat had been destroyed. Feng Yimo felt somewhat melancholic in his heart.

Hence, he decided to refine another flying boat. Not only was it a means of transportation, it was also a form of nostalgia.

In the "Indestructible Dao," Feng Yimo seriously searched for more than a hundred kinds of flying boats and finally decided to refine a lightning dragon flying boat!

Dragons were divided into water dragons, fire dragons, lightning dragons, golden dragons, black dragons, and so on. The fastest among them were lightning dragons that were as fast as lightning. The lightning dragon flying boat was made using the lightning dragon skeleton as a structure. The speed of the flying boat was far faster than that of a Soul Formation cultivator.

However, the Lightning Dragon Flying Ship needed the lightning dragon skeleton. There had never been a dragon in the entire Pure Heaven Realm, let alone a lightning dragon. However, there was an extremely rare metal mine in this world. It was called the Flame Thunder Crystal. Its characteristics were forty percent similar to the lightning dragon skeleton. Therefore, Feng Yimo planned to use the Flame Thunder Crystal to replace the lightning dragon skeleton and create an imitation Lightning Dragon Flying Ship!

After cultivating for so many years, he had obtained countless resources and materials for forging artifacts. However, he had never obtained a Flame Thunder Crystal.

On that day, in order to get Feng Yimo's revenge, Ye Wubian offered a Storage Bag to Feng Yimo. Inside was a Flame Thunder Crystal the size of a fingernail. It was because of this that Feng Yimo decided to forge the Lightning Dragon Flying Ship.

Because this was the Heavenly Moon Continent, there were countless treasures here. In addition, the Celestial Secret Plate could guide the general direction of the target. Therefore, Feng Yimo was confident that he could find enough Fire Thunder Crystals in the Heavenly Moon Continent and refine a Lightning Dragon Flying Ship. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The most important thing right now was to find the Immortal Spring as soon as possible and repair the Heaven Defying Pill. After Lian had fully recovered her human form, he would then search for the whereabouts of the Flame Thunder Crystal.

Feng Yimo sat on the Cloud Piercing Leopard Bone Puppet, holding the purple-gold bowl in his hand. He looked at the Black Salamander inside gently, and talked about what had happened in the past few days. It was as if there was an endless conversation between lovers whom he had not seen for a long time. The sea of lightning beside him shook its head. Master was really a man who was infatuated with him.

Bang!

A loud sound came from more than ten miles ahead. Following that, violent spirit energy fluctuations spread out. The trees nearby collapsed as if they had been cut into pieces. The mountain rocks collapsed, creating a huge commotion.

Feng Yimo's Divine Sense moved, stopping the Cloud-Piercing Leopard Bone Puppet under his seat. The Divine Sense spread out, and quickly extended towards the place where the explosion occurred.

A huge pit appeared at the scene of the explosion. On both sides of the pit was a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior. He looked like a low level Fifth Grade pangolin demon beast. The Nascent Infant Late Period warrior was a monk. At this moment, he was in a very sorry state. Blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, and his left arm was dripping with blood. He could no longer lift it up. On the other hand, the pangolin demon beast's scales were erect. Only a few scales had fallen off, and it was not seriously injured. Clearly, after exchanging blows, the monk was at a disadvantage.

The monk seemed to have realized the danger. He took a deep breath and placed his right hand in front of his chest. Then, he uttered a Buddhist proclamation, "Amitabha!" Buddhist light burst out from his body. All of the Buddhist power surged into his right hand, and suddenly, he thrust his palm toward the pangolin beast. His palm turned into three meters in size, and shockingly, it was the Demon Subduing Vajra Palm!

The pangolin demon beast in front of him was not afraid at all. It leaped up and slammed its sharp mouth towards the Devil-Subduing Vajra Palm formed by the monk. Just as it was about to collide with the pangolin demon beast, a beam of white light shot out from its mouth. Then, the powerful Devil-Subduing Vajra Palm suddenly collapsed. At the same time that the monk's right hand exploded and blood splashed everywhere, the pangolin demon beast's sharp long mouth heavily slammed into the monk's body.

Bang!

The monk's body was torn into pieces, turning into countless broken corpses that flew all over the sky. Fortunately, he managed to escape from the Nascent Infant realm in time. With the Storage Bag in his hand, he moved thirty meters away and used the teleportation technique to quickly escape towards Feng Yimo's direction.

The pangolin demon beast leaped and burrowed into the ground. In the next moment, it appeared in front of the monk, Nascent Infant. It thrust its tongue out and stabbed toward the Nascent Infant realm.0

The monk, Nascent Infant, had a pale face, and a look of despair appeared on his face. 'My life is over!'

Suddenly, a black light flashed. The pangolin's tongue, which was about to pierce through the monk, Nascent Infant, was cut into two. It was in so much pain that it screamed in pain. However, before it could do anything, the flying sword, which had cut off its tongue, flashed and arrived in front of its head. The sword light flickered, and with a swoosh, it appeared in front of its head. The pangolin's head flew into the air and died!

Just as a demon soul spilled out of the corpse, it flew into the Sumeru Bracelet on Feng Yimo's wrist with a swoosh.

Ever since he obtained the Soul Congealing Tower, all the demon beast souls that he killed along the way had automatically drilled into the Soul Congealing Tower. Even in the Sumeru Bracelet, he was unable to stop it. It could be seen how powerful the Soul Congealing Tower was.

The monk who was saved was stunned. That was a Fifth Grade demon beast! How could it be killed so easily? When he saw Feng Yimo, his expression immediately became very respectful. He bowed to Feng Yimo and said, "This old monk greets Lord Protector Feng! Thank you for saving my life!"

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