Chapter 167 The third level green snake demon
"Do it!"
In the late stage of foundation building, the old man gave a loud shout and instantly sacrificed multiple spiritual weapons.
Another man and a woman in the middle stage of foundation building also raised their own spiritual weapons, with fierce looks in their eyes. The remaining group of minions were basically in the late stage of Qi refining, following the three major casual cultivators for a living. It was the same at this time. Showing a ferocious expression.
If the four foundation builders of Feng Zhi Tower could be wiped out at the cusp of such a storm, and Huanglongfang City could be wiped out, then I might not have to worry about spiritual stones again in this life.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
The old man in the late stage of foundation establishment had a fierce look on his face, looked at Han Bing, and sneered: "Second brother, third sister, you two join forces to deal with the sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment. The remaining fools and idiots, Just leave it to the others, I’ll kill the most cunning one first!”
"Eat my magic weapon!"
The mid-stage Foundation Establishment Tribulation Cultivator shouted loudly, shook his arm slightly, and unexpectedly launched a sneak attack with a high-grade spiritual weapon sleeve arrow!
The woman on the side held out a cyan silk thread, and in the blink of an eye dozens of threads appeared, trapping Han Bing in a dragnet.
"Junior sister Han, be careful."
Lin Sheng shouted and was surrounded by a group of late Qi refining stages.
Han Bing is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and has a profound foundation in cultivation. When he pinched the sword skills, wisps of flying swordfish swam up. He was still able to face the suppression of the two mid-stage Foundation Establishment players with ease.
When everyone turns their peripheral vision to Ning Daoran...
"Old deer, run!"
Ning Daoran shouted something that shocked Han Bing, Lin Sheng, and Lin Yun.
……
The next second, a man and a deer disappeared at the end of the street, raising dust and smoke.
"Where to run?!"
The old monk in the late stage of foundation building screamed and chased him away.
He is extremely murderous towards Ning Daoran!
Although this boy is not as good as the stupid guy and the little girl on the surface, he can easily see through the plans of his three brothers and sisters. This kind of character must not be retained, otherwise it will definitely be a disaster in the future!
After fleeing the light, they arrived at the edge of Huanglongfang City soon, and the formation in the distance was faintly visible.
Ning Daoran quickly fell into a wilderness of woodland.
"Shuzi!"
Lao Zhuji floated down, his eyes were sinister, and he smiled and said: "I will give you a choice, either you will be killed here by me, or you will change your appearance and become my apprentice from now on. How about this? In this way, at least, at least you will be killed here. I can save your life.”
There was a ferocious look on his face, and he said: "Being an elder of the outer sect of Chaos Sect, how can I be as happy as being a calamity cultivator with Master and me?
Instead of relying on others, we should control our own destiny, kill people if we want, and seize treasures if we want. Isn't this the greatest happiness for us cultivators? ”
"Alas..."
Ning Daoran said: "What the master said is absolutely true, but now I just want to kill you, so for the sake of my disciple's happiness, I ask the master to ascend to heaven where he is."
"Shu Zi cannot be enlightened!"
Lao Zhuji sneered, patted the storage bag, and suddenly a gray puppet floated out. It seemed to be an old woman, exuding the aura of the second-level middle stage.
Refining puppets from living people is an evil branch of the puppet master. The original Master Huang Long also had this method.
Come to think of it, this second-level puppet was actually made by killing a monk in the middle stage of foundation building and refining it with his body and many materials. Although it has no soul, it retains a large part of its strength.
"How?"
Old Zhuji smiled and said: "Master's methods are far beyond your imagination, right?"
Ning Daoran deeply agreed: "Master's methods are extraordinary and indeed admirable. It would be great if Master's character were as extraordinary as his puppet methods."
"Shu Zi has a strange yin and yang energy, and his energy is killing me!"
Lao Zhuji was furious and tapped the spirit beast bag on his waist. Suddenly, a ray of mana enveloped a huge body and floated to the ground, transforming into a huge spirit beast.
The Sky-Swallowing Rat is a mid-level second-order spiritual beast.
No wonder this old Ji Zhu was so determined to win and must kill Ning Daoran.
It turns out that there is such a profound foundation. With this foundation, even if Ning Daoran hides his cultivation and is in the late stage of foundation building, it may be quite dangerous.
"It's like no one has a spiritual beast."
Ning Daoran patted the spirit beast bag gently: "Little Heizi, I leave this black mouse to you."
"Roar~~~"
Amidst the roar, a huge black dragon emerged from the sky, and it was also in the middle of the second level. But when a huge head looked down, the sky-swallowing rat began to tremble.
The mouse versus the ink dragon has already been suppressed in terms of blood. This is a matter of jumping on the opponent's dining table.
"Old deer, make a quick decision!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently, and "swish, swish, swish" the silver moon flying swordfish swam out, and the big stupid deer roared, and Ning Daoran attacked the old foundation with one left and one right. !
"What are you waiting for? Come on!"
The old foundation-building priest refined and sacrificed the spiritual weapon, and at the same time shouted, ordering the puppet to attack.
However, at this moment, Ning Daoran tapped a crimson spirit beast bag on his waist, and a crimson smoke cloud suddenly floated out, instantly covering the second-order puppet.
"Ahhhhh~~~"
Amid the shrill howls, the second-level puppet was unable to resist at all.
"Buzz!"
Ning Daoran's body flew into the air, accelerated instantly, and hit Lao Zhuji's head with a fierce shot!
Lao Zhuji is still heartbroken about his second-level puppet: "Boy, what kind of spiritual insect are you that can actually eat my second-level middle-level puppet? You... who are you?"
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"Lie down and talk!"
Ning Daoran shot down, causing me to retreat repeatedly.
Even the inner armor he released was buzzing from the vibration. God knows where this kid could get such deep strength despite being a monk.
"Ouch!"
When the big stupid deer barks, life or death is unpredictable!
A ball of flames and an ice cone fell rapidly from the sky, killing Lao Zhuji until he was rolling on the ground. But just as he was rolling, a stag's antler protruded from the ground, instantly piercing Lao Zhuji's legs with bloody holes. Immediately afterwards, the big stupid deer in the late stage of foundation building suddenly shook his head and threw the body of the old foundation building towards Ning Daoran.
In the air, a wisp of blood-colored thread lay across.
With a soft sound, the old Zhuji was cut into two pieces at the waist.
"What?"
His upper body was crawling on the ground with bloody flesh: "What can actually cut open the inner armor of my middle-grade spiritual weapon..."
"What do you think?"
Ning Daoran gently raised his fingers, and the spiritual cage silk kept spinning between his fingers.
The next moment, the big stupid deer fell in the air, put its four hooves together, and stepped on Lao Zhuji's head, directly stepping on four bloody holes.
Lao Zhuji was pronounced dead on the spot!
In the distance, the huge body of the black dragon was circling and entangled, tightly entangled in the sky-swallowing rat, and then opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it in one mouthful.
Now that he's promising, Xiao Heizi can kill the mid-level second-level spirit beast alone!
And further away, the second-level middle-grade puppet had been eaten away by fire-eating ants, leaving nothing behind. It was so clean that it could be called environmentally friendly.
"Back!"
Ning Daoran patted the spirit beast bag and took back the fire-eating ants and Xiao Heizi. He immediately put away Lao Zhuji's storage bag, popped out a fireball and burned his body clean, and then quickly returned to Fengzhi Tower.
……
A big battle is taking place in Fengzhi Tower.
Han Bing fought one against two, and he did not lose in the mid-term against the two foundation builders.
Soon, Lin Sheng joined in to help.
Lin Yun led a group of Chaos Sect disciples to quickly kill those Qi Refining Stage Tribulation Cultivators, and everything went extremely smoothly.
"Peng!"
In the air, a wave of air exploded, and the figures of Ning Daoran and Dabenlu hung in the air.
"Senior Brother Ning!"
Han Bing, who was wielding dozens of flying swords, couldn't help but smile: "I hope you're fine!"
"Boy, where is my eldest brother?"
The big man in the middle stage of foundation building looked gloomy and shouted.
In addition, the woman in the middle stage of foundation building also had a sullen face: "Boy, what did you do to my elder brother?"
"Nothing."
Ning Daoran said calmly: "I just led the old guy into a maze I set up. He won't be able to get out for a while. You two should think more about yourselves."
"Third sister!"
The second child yelled: "Big brother is entangled, we should not fight, retreat immediately!"
"Still want to leave?"
Ning Daoran raised his hand and threw out a golden rope. For a moment, the second child was caught off guard and tied tightly, and then his head was pierced by Han Bing's flying sword, and he died tragically on the spot.
The third sister was not much better. She was hit hard in the chest by a big stupid deer, followed by a round of trampling by a stag. Then she received a condescending punch from Lin Sheng, and was hit by Lin Yun's flying blow from a distance. The sword was finally cut off by Han Bing's sword energy.
So far, these tribulation cultivators have basically left their lives in Huanglongfang City.
After that, Ning Daoran hypocritically took Lin Sheng and Han Bing to another battlefield and found a destroyed formation. He guessed that the old foundation builder had fled, probably leaving Huanglongfang City.
……
After the dust settled on the robbery incident, the tide of beasts besieging Huanglongfang City actually began to weaken.
Two days later, Ning Qing returned, holding large demon heads in his hands.
This golden elixir sword cultivator was just killing more than a dozen monsters in the late second level alone.
Ning Qing frowned and was secretly frightened when he learned about the turmoil in Jie Xiu.
She praised Ning Daoran a few words and warned Han Bing to learn more from his senior brothers and accumulate more experience in the world, otherwise his cultivation alone would not be enough.
Naturally, Han Bing nodded obediently and agreed. She fully agreed with everything about her senior brother.
A few days later.
News came from the sect that a mid-level third-level green snake demon attacked the Chaos Sect's mountain gate, and the Tiangang Hundred Lies Formation was extremely damaged.
However, Jiang Yu and Gong Yang Yan had been injured in the previous fierce battles, and they were both recovering from their injuries.
Only the second elder Lin Xingyuan, who seemed to have kidney deficiency, was holding him up, and he couldn't bear it for a while.
In the end, Ning Qing, Ning Daoran, Han Bing and others in Huanglongfang City had to be ordered to rush for help.
……
late at night.
Several rays of light came through the wind, and from a distance, they saw a beautiful woman wearing a green outfit and an enchanting figure standing on the mountain road, holding a long green whip made of snake bones in her hand.
She looked back, her eyes bright and teeth white under the moonlight.
"Hey, how many more people are here to die? Ning Qing, I let you escape last time. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky this time."
……
"Boy Ning!"
Ning Qing sacrificed his natal flying sword and said through a message: "I hope your Canghai Xuanbing Formation is really useful..."
Ning Daoran patted his chest: "Uncle, don't worry, it will be useful."
"This..."
Ning Qing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she felt a little nervous after hearing what he said.
(End of chapter)