Chapter 614 Is there any backup plan?

"I really didn't expect that you would be from the underworld?"

Kong Yuansi looked at Taoist Xuanqing with envy and jealousy that were difficult to conceal. People like him who followed the unorthodox path had been living a precarious life since the beginning of their practice.

How could he not envy those righteous disciples who have the protection of sects and families? For a corpse cultivator like him, the best way out is to establish a relationship with the underworld.

just.

What kind of existence is the underworld? It is very difficult for someone like him who is a heretic to have any connection with the underworld.

From the initial expectations to the gradual disappointment later on!

He never thought that he would meet someone from the underworld today. The fight with Taoist Xuanqing made him clearly know how powerful Taoist Xuanqing was. It turned out that such a thing could be a person from the underworld.

He was not convinced no matter what!
"I am from the underworld. What does it have to do with you?"

Taoist Xuanqing sneered, looking at the jealousy that was hard to conceal on Kong Yuansi's face, and sneered:

"Why, you also want to establish a relationship with the underworld? If you sincerely want to establish a relationship with the underworld, just kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, and I will help you establish a relationship with the underworld, what do you think?"

Kong Yuansi looked at Taoist Xuanqing coldly. How could he not see that Taoist Xuanqing's words were just a joke on him?

If he kneeled down and kowtowed to Taoist Master Xuanqing a few times, Taoist Master Xuanqing would help him establish connections with the underworld. Even if he had to call Taoist Master Xuanqing "grandpa", he would be willing to do it.

Kong Yuansi suppressed the jealousy that surged up in his heart and said, "Old Taoist priest, don't be so arrogant. Even if you are from the underworld, so what? You are just a spent force now. Do you have other means to escape from me?"

"Not only do I have other means to escape from you, I also have other means to take your life!"

Taoist Xuanqing sneered, and seeing the disdain on Kong Yuansi's face, he knew that he had seen through his bluff, so he asked back:

"If you have the ability, why don't you destroy this gate of hell and let it absorb the vengeful spirits you have collected for many years? Without these vengeful spirits, how much ability can you exert?"

After this life-and-death fight, Kong Yuansi knew his strengths and weaknesses clearly.

Similarly, he knew Kong Yuansi's background very well.

He knew clearly that Kong Yuansi's abilities were all based on this evil magic. He knew other magic spells, but they were far inferior to this evil magic.

If Kong Yuansi didn't have this strange and evil magic, he would have the confidence to kill Kong Yuansi and avenge his parents and Wenjun's parents, even though Kong Yuansi was a corpse cultivator.

in fact.

He was very confused. Kong Yuansi was clearly following the path of a corpse cultivator, so why was all his skills concentrated on this evil art instead of promoting the skills of a corpse cultivator to their full potential? If Kong Yuansi had not been pierced through the body by his flying sword and "resurrected from the dead", he would not have known that Kong Yuansi was actually a corpse cultivator.

It's just like a corpse cultivator who took the wrong path!
"Even if I don't have this evil magic, it would be a piece of cake for me to kill you!"

Kong Yuansi could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart. A mass of black air gathered in his palm, which was a precursor to the casting of a spell. He threw it fiercely, like a savage black snake, and pounced towards Taoist Xuanqing, saying, "Go to hell. Even though you have summoned the gates of hell, I will not let you report to the King of Hell!"

He originally wanted to say a few more words to Taoist Xuanqing to see if he could get the information he wanted to know from Taoist Xuanqing. However, he never expected that Taoist Xuanqing would mention the matter of vengeful spirits. He was already full of anger and could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

if it is possible.

How could he possibly watch these evil spirits being sucked into the gates of hell?
It was not with the appearance of Ghost Gate that he found that he had no control over this evil magic. It was not only that Ghost Gate suppressed his evil magic, but also that one vengeful spirit after another that was refined by this evil magic barely regained some sanity and wanted to enter Ghost Gate to reincarnate and began to resist.

It was very difficult for him to shut down this evil magic. He could only watch the vengeful spirits being sucked into the gates of hell. He felt as if his heart was bleeding.

"I'm afraid I'm really going to be reunited with my Wenjun now!"

Taoist Xuanqing looked at the spell that Kong Yuansi blasted out and could clearly feel the power of death. He wanted to resist, but he was exhausted all over and his magic power was almost exhausted. Not to mention using his magic power to defend, even turning around and avoiding it was difficult. He could only watch the spell transform into a vicious poisonous snake, flying towards him with its fangs and claws bared.

I can only wait quietly for death to come!

There was no trace of panic on Taoist Xuanqing's face. He had lived for most of his life, but he didn't have much attachment to this world. His biggest regret was probably that he couldn't leave his name in history. Now he knew even more clearly that his Wenjun was in the underworld, and had made a name for herself in the netherworld.

Even if he died like this, he could still be reunited with his daughter Wenjun. What was there to be afraid of?
but.

Taoist Xuanqing seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look. As the shadows were sucked into the ghost gate one by one, the shadows that besieged Le Zhuang and Wang Pingan also disappeared. Le Zhuang reacted the fastest and immediately ran away with Wang Pingan in his arms, praying secretly: "It's okay if I die, but you must let this old guy escape!"

"Is this old man really at the end of his rope?"

Kong Yuansi stared at Taoist Xuanqing, wanting to see how Taoist Xuanqing would react to his fatal blow. However, to his disappointment, when the spell he cast was about to hit Taoist Xuanqing accurately, Taoist Xuanqing did not even turn around to dodge, let alone resist.

next moment.

"boom!"

A black shield appeared in front of Taoist Xuanqing, blocking the spell blasted out by Kong Yuansi, causing a dull explosion and forming waves of powerful energy, blowing the surrounding black air into dances.

Kong Yuansi was not surprised at all, and sneered: "I knew that you, an old Taoist priest, still have a trump card, but I want to see how many trump cards you, an old Taoist priest, have."

"This is……"

Taoist Xuanqing, who had accepted his fate and was waiting to die, looked at the black shield that suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the spell fired by Kong Yuansi, with a look of surprise on his face. This was not his life-saving magic weapon, nor was it a spell he cast, but...

Just when Taoist Xuanqing was about to figure out how this black shield appeared in front of him, he saw Kong Yuansiqi moving forward, obviously preparing to develop his expertise as a corpse cultivator.

The abilities of a corpse cultivator are all in the body.

(End of this chapter)