Chapter 81 Chilong Cauldron (Sixth update! Please order first!)
"Be careful of those second-order low-grade bronze puppets!"
Ahead, Chen Wu's low shouts could be heard. The foundation-building sword cultivator kept using flying swords to strangle the puppets.
Xin Lei also continued to use talismans, using low-level talismans such as first-level cold wind talismans and fierce fire talismans to defend against enemies. For her, the talismans themselves were a means of attack.
Ning Daoran was walking at the back and couldn't help but get excited when he saw the broken corpses of puppets in the corridor. Many of the materials of these puppets had something in common with the formation, so they couldn't be wasted.
In order to live a better life in the world of immortality, you must be diligent and thrifty!
So he patted the storage bag and pocketed all the puppet fragments along the way. He had no shortage of storage bags, and there were quite a few of them every time he touched a corpse.
"Buzz——"
A bronze figure galloped over, piercing the air with a sharp sword in his hand.
The sword was fast and fierce, but it could not hit Ning Daoran. When the sword blade passed through, it only hit the air. Instead, Ning Daoran's Qinglong Spear swept past him and easily cut him in half!
Collect it, collect it all.
He kept collecting all the broken limbs of these puppets as his own, like a rag picker.
Ahead, the green sword light became more and more blazing.
Chen Wu had already begun to work hard.
"Miss Xin, be careful, it's a second-level middle-grade red beast puppet!"
The tip of the sword pierced the puppet's body, making a gritty sound as sparks shot out.
Ning Daoran watched the excitement from a distance and had no intention of stepping forward to help.
"Don't fight with it, run away!"
While Xin Lei briefly trapped the puppet with a cold wind talisman, she activated a first-level speed talisman, grabbed Chen Wu's shoulders and rushed out of the corridor.
"Roar!"
In front of the fire, a second-level mid-level red beast puppet rushed towards him.
Ning Daoran's eyes lit up. The material of the second-level mid-level puppet was at the same level as the second-level mid-level formation. This red beast puppet was full of treasures for him, but he could not attack it with magic weapons to avoid damaging the materials. .
His figure turned into an afterimage, and he fell from the sky with a reaction speed far exceeding that of the red beast puppet. He removed the puppet's head with one shot, and then put its body into the storage bag.
……
When Ning Daoran walked out of the corridor, several storage bags had become heavy.
"Fellow Daoist Ning is out."
Old Ghost Huo smiled slightly: "As expected of the foundation-building monk of the Chaos Sect, I know that these puppets will definitely do nothing to you."
"Lucky, lucky."
Ning Daoran pretended to look pale: "The red beast puppet just now was so powerful, I almost couldn't get out."
The joking expression on the face of the ancestor of the Wang family flashed across his face, and he said: "This place is already the core area of Qingyun Secret Realm. Everyone, there are many restrictions ahead. We must work together to break them before we can get the treasure.
Fellow Daoist Huo and Fellow Daoist Ning, I heard that you are both formation masters. In this case, it will take a lot of effort for you to break the restriction. ”
Ning Daoran was a little embarrassed: "I am just a first-level mid-level formation master. In a dangerous place like Qingyun Secret Realm, I really don't dare to call myself an formation master. I still have to rely more on fellow fire Taoist."
Old Ghost Huo cast a look of helplessness and said: "In that case, I'll give you more work if you can, but cracking the restrictions here will cost a lot of money. If you open the secret realm later, can you give me an extra 10% of the treasure?"
"10% more?"
The ancestor of the Wang family smiled: "Friend Huo Taoist has overthought it. At most, after opening the treasure, Friend Huo will pick the one he likes first. Generally speaking, it should be divided equally."
"That's fine."
Huo Laogui tapped his storage bag, took out arrays of formation materials, and began to try to break the blood-colored restriction in front of him.
……
The ancestor of the Wang family flicked his sleeves and stood aside to protect Old Ghost Huo from being attacked by surprise.
Chen Wu and Xin Lei stood far away, expressionless.
Ning Daoran used the Evergreen Secret to help, but he only cracked the simple restrictions on some scraps. The more complicated ones were all handed over to Old Ghost Huo.
After one day and one night.
Old Ghost Huo was sweating profusely. After breaking through more than ten restrictions in a row, everyone also came to the depths of the Qingyun Secret Realm.
A high platform appeared in front, connected by thousands of stone steps. In the middle of the high platform, a precious light lingered, and a precious tripod surrounding the ban was suspended in mid-air.
"Is it the Chilong Cauldron?!"
The Wang family ancestor's eyes were full of fire.
"That's right, it's the third-level magic weapon Chilong Cauldron!"
Old Ghost Huo looked excited: "I didn't expect that I would gain something like this from this trip. This Chilong Cauldron is not only a magical cauldron for refining weapons, but also has offensive and defensive effects. Even among third-level magic weapons, it is considered a superior magic weapon. ”
"It's actually the Chilong Cauldron..."
Chen Wu raised his head and looked there, his eyes full of heat.
Xin Lei just glanced at her and frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Everyone, this Chilong Cauldron may be the biggest opportunity for our trip to the Qingyun Secret Realm."
The ancestor of the Wang family said calmly: "But there is an extremely powerful restriction around the Chilong Cauldron. In order to buy time, we must work together to break the restriction, and then we will discuss the ownership of the treasure. Do you have any opinions?"
"I have no objection." Old Ghost Huo immediately stated.
The two monks with the highest cultivation level had no objections, and naturally the remaining few would also have no objections.
Chen Wu frowned and drew out a flying sword, lingering around him.
Xin Lei's eyes flickered slightly.
Ning Daoran had no expression on his face, and together with everyone else, he began to use magic power to break the restriction.
……
This process lasted for nearly half a day. Finally, the restrictions around the Chilong Cauldron became thinner and thinner. Along with a golden ripple, the restrictions were shattered!
"Buzz——"
However, at this moment, the Chilong Cauldron suddenly disappeared out of thin air. "What?"
Old Ghost Huo was shocked.
Chen Wu was also stunned.
Ning Daoran squinted his eyes, scanned with his consciousness, and saw something he shouldn't have seen.
"You bitch, do you think I'm blind?!"
The ancestor of the Wang family suddenly roared, offered an emerald green jade pendant and shrouded it directly over Xin Lei's head, and said angrily: "In front of me, do you dare to steal the treasure?"
Under the blow of mana, a purple talisman burned out instantly and disappeared from Xin Lei's palm. At the same time, the Chilong Cauldron turned into a ray of light and flew into her storage bag.
"Third level sky-shielding talisman?"
Old Ghost Huo was shocked: "Okay, you actually plan to use the third-level sky-shielding talisman to steal the treasure from the sky. You really deceived me like a bastard! Fellow Daoist Wang, kill him immediately!"
The moment the ancestor of the Wang family took action, Old Ghost Huo also took action, but the target of his action was actually Ning Daoran!
"Pfft!"
A short knife pierced Ning Daoran's chest in an instant, and blood spurted out!
"Little friend Ning, I'm sorry!"
The old ghost Huo had a ferocious look on his face: "This is indeed a trap set up by Wang Daoyou and I, but who let you get in like a headless fly? If you want to blame it, it's your own bad luck, but I can't blame me!"< br>
However, just when Huo Gui thought he had succeeded, Ning Daoran's body suddenly became fluttering and turned into a paper man pierced by a short sword weapon.
"Not good!"
Old Ghost Huo was shocked.
"Miss Xin!"
Not far away, Chen Wu was horrified and watched as Xin Lei's head was smashed by the palm of the ancestor of the Wang family. Then, a wisp of flames swallowed down, directly turning Xin Lei's body into ashes.
The ancestor of the Wang family is an old monk. When he was young, he played a role in robbing cultivators many times. This kind of murder and treasure grabbing has long been a common occurrence. His consciousness swept away and sneered: "Friend Ning, why do you wait for me to hide and seek?" Come out quickly and die!”
With a burst of magic power, Ning Daoran's true body walked out from the vines on the side. He held a green dragon gun in his hand and hit the old ghost Huo with a shot in the head.
Chen Wu turned around and left, not caring about Miss Xin.
"Still want to leave?"
The ancestor of the Wang family turned into a ray of light and chased after him angrily: "Chen Wu, you are a useless foundation builder of Qiyun Sword Sect. You have not been able to touch the realm of clear sword heart even after practicing to this day. You should have died earlier. Qiyun Sword Sect saves some resources.”
"You!"
Chen Wu was filled with grief and anger. The other party knew that he was the foundation of Qiyun Sword Sect, but he still wanted to kill him. This made him feel extremely humiliated!
Flying swords whirl around in a fierce battle with the ancestors of the Wang family!
……
In the distance, another battle was going on in full swing.
"Little friend Ning, why bother struggling? You are going to die anyway."
Old Ghost Huo sacrificed a red jade plate, which was a defensive spiritual weapon, and turned into a circle of scorching flames to protect Old Ghost Huo inside, so much so that Ning Daoran shot him three times in a row, but the opponent was safe.
"Humph..."
Old Ghost Huo's eyes were full of murderous intent. With a wave of his hand, wisps of flame beast mana spurted out and headed straight for Ning Daoran.
Huo Laogui does have something in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is experienced in many battles.
But Ning Daoran had no intention of ending this fight prematurely. The sooner it ended, the easier it would be to reveal his true combat power. His real enemy was the ancestor of the Wang family.
As for Chen Wu, Ning Daoran never thought about saving him.
If he can escape from the hands of the ancestor of the Wang family, that is his ability. If he cannot escape, then it is his fate. Ning Daoran will not let the fate of such an irrelevant person affect his success.
He used the "Chengfeng Xiaoyao Jue" to dodge the opponent's spell attack, and hit him with a green dragon spear "pengpengpengpeng".
Not long after, fine cracks appeared on Huo Laogui's red jade plate. He was a little anxious and immediately offered another top-quality magic weapon to deal with Ning Daoran.
……
"Boom——"
In the distance, a fiery red blade swept across, and the twelve emerald green flying swords in the air suddenly fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
Chen Wu's neck was scratched by the fierce blade, and half of his neck was scorched before the blood could even flow out.
"Plop..."
He slowly sat down under a huge rock, his eyes turned gray. Although he was unwilling to do so, this was his final destination.
Before death, all the experiences of this life flash before our eyes like a revolving lantern.
When he was young, his spiritual roots were detected, and people from all over the country were happy for him.
The parents' happy smiles, the eldest brother holding himself up high, and the little sister's laughter gradually blurred the picture.
Because of one person's spiritual roots, the entire family rises, and there is no more glorious lintel in the world than this.
After going up the mountain, he worked hard to practice swordsmanship, but was always ridiculed because of his qualifications.
There was a scene in front of him of him stepping into the blood pool and acquiring a Xuan-level swordsmanship. That was a turning point in his life.
However, the road is too vague and everything is so far out of reach.
He saw the red dress and the image of his beloved senior sister forming a Taoist couple with someone else.
Before Chen Wu died, two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily.
He was filled with regret.
There are so many beautiful things in this world, but they all have nothing to do with you.
(End of chapter)