Chapter 82 Seven Killing Poisons (Seventh update! Please order first!)
"Peng——"
With a soft sound, Old Ghost Huo's red jade plate finally shattered under the fierce attack.
"You actually hid your cultivation!"
Huo Laogui's eyes were red. He didn't expect that not only did he fail to capture Ning Daoran in the middle stage of foundation building, but he was at a disadvantage in the protracted battle. Even the body-protecting spiritual weapon he was proud of was forcibly destroyed. of broken.
In fact, Ning Daoran did not hide his cultivation. He was now in the early stages of foundation building.
It's just that the foundation in the early stage of foundation building is too profound, far better than that of ordinary monks.
"Death!"
Old Ghost Huo turned his palm, and a magic weapon spiritual seal appeared in his palm, and he attacked again.
Ning Daoran even sensed the disappearance of Chen Wu's aura in the distance, so he no longer delayed, raised his hand and shot a Yunwu arrow through the air!
"Hidden weapon!?"
Huo Laogui was shocked and turned pale. The moment he stepped back, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the back of his head.
Pulled by the blood-colored silk thread, a piece of broken porcelain whirled and quickly cut open his skin and flesh!
For a moment, Old Ghost Huo looked horrified.
Ning Daoran gently raised the Green Dragon Spear, and the eleven layers of Evergreen Jue mana rolled around. Under the transformation of the True Yang Furnace Jue, it turned into a flame as strong as red magma and instantly swallowed the body of Old Ghost Huo.
He was also a monk cultivating the Fire Spirit Root. The moment Huo Gui came into contact with the true sun flames, his skin and flesh were torn apart and his face turned pale.
"Ning Daoran, you..."
The next second, Old Ghost Huo's protective robe turned into ashes, and then his skin and flesh burst open, and even his soul was burning and trembling under the pure true sun flames.
Within a few breaths, the great monk in the middle stage of foundation building fell on the spot and turned into a pile of ashes!
Ning Daoran glanced past and pocketed Old Ghost Huo's storage bag and a pair of fine inner armor.
……
When he turned back, a figure was already standing in the air ten feet away.
The ancestor of the Wang family is back. He has collected Chen Wu and Xin Lei's storage bags as his own. His eyes are fixedly looking at Ning Daoran not far away, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
"Little friend Ning..."
The ancestor of the Wang family had cold eyes: "You are the foundation-building elder of the Chaos Sect. I have a long history of friendship with the Chaos Sect. I never thought of making things difficult for you, so there is no need to be nervous, little friend."
"That's it..."
Ning Daoran's nervous expression eased slightly: "Before Old Ghost Huo took action just now, he said that today's trip to the secret realm was a game between him and fellow Daoist Wang. Now it seems that it was just his bluff, just to distract me."
"My little friend guessed it right."
The ancestor of the Wang family looked at the pile of ashes that Old Ghost Huo had turned into, and said with cold eyes: "This man has always been cunning, and I have only met him a few times, but he actually attacked fellow Daoist Ning secretly. This is something I never thought about. ”
"Ning was also shocked."
Ning Daoran frowned and said: "It seems that I have been practicing in the mountains and have a good foundation of cultivation, but my experience in the world is far from enough. I can only blame my own carelessness just now."
"I don't know what kind of paper mantra your friend just used..." The ancestor of the Wang family began to test.
"It's just a small skill."
Ning Daoran looked in the direction of the entrance to the secret realm and said: "Since fellow Daoist Wang has harvested the Chilong Cauldron and I have also obtained Huo Laogui's storage bag, today's exploration of the secret realm may as well end here. Ning will Leave the secret realm and return to the mountain gate.”
"Fellow Taoist, stay..."
The ancestor of the Wang family sighed: "We have gone through all kinds of hardships to get here. Don't you Taoists want to see the treasure in Qingyun Secret Realm? This Chilong Cauldron is just an ordinary treasure halfway."
"Is there any treasure?"
"Exactly."
The ancestor of the Wang family raised his hand to the end of the steps and said: "I have been here once decades ago. I know that there is a treasure box hidden deep at the top of the high platform. However, the treasure box is so heavy that it cannot be carried by one person. Take it out.
I am an old friend of the Chaos Sect, and I have a predestined relationship with my little friend. You and I might as well join forces and take out the treasures from the treasure box. After that, I will also take out the Chilong Cauldron and share the treasure with my little friend in half. What do you think? ”
Ning Daoran frowned, showing a hesitant expression.
"Little friend Ning, how many times can we have this kind of opportunity in our life? Perhaps what is hidden in the treasure box is the opportunity to form an elixir. Don't you have any idea about forming an elixir?"
Ning Daoran pretended to be moved, but he still hesitated and said: "Since fellow Taoist said so, Ning should not refuse, but to be on the safe side, I want to confirm the identity of fellow Taoist."
As he spoke, he took out a transmitting talisman from his storage bag and pushed it towards the other party, saying: "Please also ask fellow Daoist Wang to leave a mark on the transmitting talisman. Ning will release this transmitting talisman back to the mountain gate and inform the sect Ning." What is the current situation?”
"My little friend is really cautious!"
The ancestor of the Wang family looked in admiration and said with a smile: "With this kind of character, why worry about not succeeding in the great way?"
As he said that, he lightly made a mark in the transmission talisman and said with a smile: "My dear, please!"
Ning Daoran immediately opened and closed his mouth slightly, said a few words to the transmission note and then let it fly. Suddenly, the transmission note turned into a ray of fluorescence and went straight to the entrance of the secret realm.
"Humph..."
A trace of sneer flashed across the corner of the Wang family's ancestor's mouth. He had tried this before, but the flying talisman circled around in the secret realm and never flew out.
The mana magnetic field in the secret area is chaotic, and it is impossible to identify the direction of the transmission notes.
"In this case, the two of us can cooperate with peace of mind." The ancestor of the Wang family said with a smile. "Yeah."
Ning Daoran said: "This is the first time for Ning to come to the Qingyun Secret Realm and follow the arrangements of fellow Taoists."
"That's very good. You and I can get the treasure quickly. We shouldn't stay here for a long time!"
“My Taoist friend is right!”
……
Soon after, the two flew to the top of the platform.
Sure enough, an abyss appeared in the center of the top of the high platform. It looked like a deep mechanism carved by a man-made axe. Looking down at the abyss, one could feel the majestic mana surging in it.
Ning Daoran activated his spiritual consciousness to scan, and sure enough, there was a dark and heavy iron box at the bottom of the abyss.
"This treasure box weighs more than ten thousand kilograms and is protected by restrictions."
The ancestor of the Wang family said solemnly: "You and I must tie the two ends of the treasure box tightly with treasures, and then use force from both sides together to take out this treasure."
Ning Daoran was surprised: "This cave is at least ten feet deep. Not to mention that there are no treasures that long. Even if there are, they may not be able to bear the weight of ten thousand kilograms plus the prohibition."
"You don't have to worry about this."
The ancestor of the Wang family patted the storage bag, and two golden ropes floated out of it. He slowly pushed one of them over with magic power, and said with a smile: "These are top-grade spiritual weapon golden ropes, there are two in total.
It is made from the best materials that I have collected over the past decades, and it is just for this day that I have spent so much effort.
Ning Xiaoyou, I will lend you this golden cord temporarily. You must return it after use. ”
He was a little embarrassed: "After all, I am a casual cultivator from the family, and my background is not that deep. Naturally, I can't compare with a famous family like Guizong."
"Fellow Taoist, you are humbled."
Ning Daoran gently raised his hand and wrapped the golden rope with magic power. Then he scanned it repeatedly with his spiritual consciousness to confirm that there were no hands or feet on the golden rope, and then took it off with his palm.
"Let's get started."
The ancestor of the Wang family shook the golden rope in his hand, and under the influence of magic power, one end of the golden rope fell into the abyss like a spirit, and quickly tied one end of the treasure box tightly.
Ning Daoran followed suit and created a control technique. The golden rope in his hand immediately extended downwards from one end, and soon tied the other end of the treasure box.
"Let's work hard together!"
The ancestor of the Wang family nodded slightly and began to cast a spell to tighten the golden rope.
Ning Daoran held the golden rope with both hands, and together with the other party, he lifted the treasure box upwards.
This statement of ten thousand pounds was indeed not false. In the blink of an eye, veins popped up on Ning Daoran's forehead and his face turned slightly pale.
When the iron box rose halfway, the treasure box seemed to become heavier.
At the same time, a wisp of dark green poison suddenly spread rapidly along Ning Daoran's hands to both arms, and for a moment he felt like he couldn't breathe.
‘Not good…’
Ning Daoran looked shocked.
“I only found out now, it’s too late!”
The ancestor of the Wang family raised his head, with a ferocious smile on his old face: "You want to share the treasure with me, are you worthy? This golden rope has long been tempered with the colorless and tasteless Seven Kills Poison, little thing , die in peace!”
His body disappeared in a flash, and then a huge bloody palm fell from the sky and slapped Ning Daoran's head hard!
"Look at my bloody hands!"
Under the overwhelming spiritual pressure, Ning Daoran's body was unable to move, and his body immediately turned into powder under the opponent's bloody hands!
However, there was no scene of blood and flesh flying around.
On the contrary, Ning Daoran's broken body turned into confetti fragments.
"Not good!"
The ancestor of the Wang family was stunned when he saw a dark blue figure descending from the sky, and a green dragon spear in his hand struck his head heavily!
For a moment, the ancestor of the Wang family was so angry that he was deceived by the paper substitute again!
"You will definitely die today!"
The ancestor of the Wang family shouted, and as his body retreated, a speed talisman was activated, and then a series of spiritual weapons and magic weapons flew out of the storage bag.
What's more, he suddenly slapped the spirit beast bag, and suddenly a breath of late-stage foundation-building monster beasts surged, and a huge cyan figure came out across the sky!
Wind Wolf is a late second level spiritual beast.
There are rumors in the Qingzhou Immortal Cultivation Circle that the ancestor of the Wang family possesses a method of controlling beasts, and over the years he has tamed a wind wolf whose combat power is comparable to that of Quandan.
This wind wolf rarely shows up, but in the Wang family it is a holy beast-level existence.
A late-stage foundation-building great monk, coupled with a wind wolf that is comparable to a quasi-dan, his strength is something that even the average sect in Qingzhou would be afraid of!
Ning Daoran instantly took out five stand-in paper figures and transformed into five paper monks to entangle the wind wolf. He activated the Wind Riding Technique and instantly turned into a ray of light and galloped towards the entrance of the secret realm! !
"Want to escape, dream!"
The ancestor of the Wang family cast several spells, greatly increasing his escape speed. Coupled with the effect of the second-level speed talisman, he actually had the upper hand in terms of overall speed!
As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the sound of the two attacking spiritual weapons breaking through the wind was fierce!
One of them is a green short sword, and the other is an offensive spirit pendant that looks like a fiery red stamen.
Without thinking, Ning Daoran instantly injected mana into his inner armor. Suddenly, the outline of the first-order silver scale armor appeared around him, and he ate the opponent's two attacks with two "pengpeng" sounds!
"I wonder how many attacks your inner armor can withstand!"
The ancestor of the Wang family manipulated the spiritual weapon to attack continuously, with a look full of arrogance. He was fighting in the late stage of foundation building versus the early stage of foundation building, leaping two levels, not to mention that the opponent was already scared out of his wits. This battle was almost certain to win.
(End of chapter)