Chapter 255: Meeting the Shadow Wolf King Again
South of the city.
A steady drizzle began to fall in the sky, and everyone's raincoats got wet in an instant.
Chen Wen, Zhang Yi and others are all foundation-building monks, and they have not used their magic power to isolate the autumn rain. After all, they have been undergoing foundation-building overhauls for many years through wind and rain, so they are not so pretentious.
Ning Daoran wore a green shirt and floated above a newly released restriction. He raised his hand and pointed, and an array of coils buried deep in the ground suddenly floated up.
The array disk is covered with dense cracks, and even many spiritual patterns on the edges have been annihilated by time.
"It's so badly worn."
Ning Daoran frowned.
"Senior Ning doesn't know something."
Chen Wendao: "This Purple Lightning Blue Frost Formation belongs to the third-level mid-level formation. It has a history of more than two hundred years. It was refined by a third-level high-level formation master many years ago. It has been adhered to for so many years. In White Dragon Immortal City, the array flags and array plates are buried deep underground. Although there are restrictions and protections, the infection from the underground atmosphere is unavoidable. It is not easy to sustain it for more than two hundred years. "
As he spoke, he looked ashamed: "Before, the city lord also invited a third-level low-level formation master from Qingzhou to come and repair the formation. However, the formation master left after reading it, and he was completely helpless about the formation. , we and other second-level formation masters can’t even understand the combination of spiritual patterns. I wonder if Senior Ning can understand the mystery of this formation?”
"Let me study a thing or two."
Ning Daoran released his spiritual consciousness and carefully scanned the countless spiritual patterns on the formation plate one by one, and then fell into silence.
These spiritual patterns are constantly arranged and combined in the mind, and in the blink of an eye they become something else.
Although Ning Daoran has excellent array talent, he has never practiced the inheritance of the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Array, so he can only deduce it bit by bit, especially the worn or lost array patterns that need to be replenished. Which requires more caution.
Sure enough, the Ten Thousand Spiritual Stones in White Dragon Immortal City are definitely not easy to earn.
The next day, Ning Daoran began to refine and repair the formation disk. Half a day later, he buried the repaired formation disk and formation flag underground again, and then began to repair another formation disk.
This Purple Lightning Blue Frost Formation is a super formation, with a total of seventy-two formation flags and formation disks. It is necessary to check whether the formation disks are damaged one by one, and then repair them one by one.
As a result, Ning Daoran took Chen Wen, Zhang Yi and several other foundation-building monks to work outside the city. During this period, Long Zhuojun came by once and praised Ning Daoran's restoration work. And go.
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A few days later, the bamboo forest in the south of the city.
As a formation disk emerged, Ning Daoran breathed a sigh of relief. The formation disk was intact. Although the formation patterns on it were slightly faded, as long as some materials were added and a little refining, it would be restored to its original state.
"Senior Ning."
Chen Wen wanted to help but was unable to do anything. He said with a face of shame: "This junior is really incompetent... I can't understand these formation patterns and spirit patterns at all..."
"You are a second-level formation master. It is normal that you cannot understand."
Ning Daoran glanced at him and said: "You can take the formation drawings I drew and think about it carefully. It may be helpful to improve your formation."
"Thank you, senior!"
Chen Wen was ecstatic. In this way, he was equivalent to receiving part of the inheritance of the third-order formation pattern. This was something that ordinary second-order formation masters would not dare to dream of.
"Senior Ning."
In the distance, a figure floated down, it was Zhang Yi, the foundation-building monk.
"A convoy is coming from a distance. It seems to be people from Linlu Trading Company. They are about to pass through the bamboo forest. Can we hide the array well to prevent them from discovering the position of the array?"
"Okay."
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently, and the edge of the array turned into a ray of sharp light that penetrated into the ground. With a flick of his hand, the Evergreen Technique rolled up the soil, and in a blink of an eye, the position of the array's feet was concealed without leaving any trace.
At this time, the sound of rolling axles in the distance was particularly heavy, indicating that the cargo was obviously extremely heavy.
Banner Hunting was really a fleet of Linlu Trading Company, with more than twenty vehicles in total, and each vehicle was loaded with goods.
Ning Daoran used his spiritual consciousness to scan, and he suddenly understood that the cars were filled with artifacts such as spiritual sand, gold and iron. They were not rare items individually, but the goods of so many cars were added together. , it is worth a lot of money.
"Senior Ning!"
Suddenly, the curtains of one of the carriages opened, revealing an extremely pretty face. It was none other than the eldest lady of Linlu Trading Company, Lu Wanting, whom she had met in Tianluo Sea!
"It turns out to be Miss Lu, nice to meet you." Ning Daoran smiled and nodded.
"Oh?"
A business manager who exuded the aura of the late stage of foundation building narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Miss, do you know this senior?"
"Exactly."
Lu Wanting said: "Last time I followed the fleet across the Tianluo Sea, I happened to meet Senior Ning."
"That's it."
The old steward smiled calmly.
Ning Daoran frowned. There was a sharp look in the old steward's eyes when he looked at him, and the old steward's late-stage Foundation Establishment aura... Although he tried his best to hide it, when Ning Daoran turned his blue eyes While performing the technique, he saw a dark shadow behind the old steward, which turned out to be a monster.
"Miss Lu, long time no see."
Among the crowd of monks guarding the city, Zhang Yi stepped forward during the middle stage of foundation building. He seemed to know Lu Wanting. He smiled enthusiastically and clasped his fists and said, "It seemed like three years ago when we last met." "Zhang Yi, Be careful!”
Ning Daoran suddenly warned.
However, it was already too late, Zhang Yi stepped forward rashly, and in the blink of an eye his abdomen was penetrated by a dark gray light, and then a sharp claw gripped Zhang Yi's heart and penetrated from behind!
"Woo!!!"
Zhang Yi never dreamed that he would die in such an inexplicable way, but when he looked up, he found that the old manager of Linlu Trading Company narrowed his eyes, raised a palm and released a wisp of dark gray demonic energy. It was he who killed himself.
"Careful!"
Ning Daoran suddenly sacrificed the Chilong Cauldron. The cauldron was shiny and green, and its "buzzing" sound extended to dozens of feet, protecting Chen Wen and others behind him.
"Senior, that's..." Chen Wen was shocked.
"Later level three monsters, prepare to retreat!"
Ning Daoran frowned. The moment the old steward took action, his Immovable King Divine Art had already seen through all the false illusions. The old steward was just a body, and hidden in the body was a head of swaying hair. The ferocious third-level monster has a pair of pupils that constantly change in luster, making it extremely coquettish.
A name suddenly lit up in Ning Daoran's mind.
Shadow Wolf King!
I actually met the Shadow Wolf King here. Is it a coincidence? ?
"Withdraw!"
Chen Wen was also decisive. He had already sensed that the aura of the old steward was that of a late-stage third-order monster. With the strength of everyone present, if they fought head-on, there would be only death!
"Open the city defense formation and inform the city lord, quickly!"
Everyone pulled away and retreated.
Ning Daoran also held up the Chilong Cauldron to cover everyone's retreat.
Of course, at this time, Ning Daoran was just a first-class paper man, and his real body had already escaped under the bamboo forest.
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"Manager Yang, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly kill someone?!"
A foundation-building warrior from Linlu Trading Company scolded the leader, and at the same time took out a magic sword from the storage bag on his waist.
"Mind your own business!"
The old steward swung his palm, and a majestic demonic energy rushed past him. In an instant, the body of the leader of the Foundation Establishment Guards covered the ground like a pool of flesh and blood, making it impossible to resist.
At the same time, the old steward showed a look of pain, and his body continued to break apart. As the flesh and blood bloomed, strands of fur were exposed underneath, and his body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a monster beast that was at least three feet tall!
The Shadow Wolf King is indeed it!
"This person is actually so alert..."
The Shadow Wolf King glanced at the back of Ning Daoran who was retreating with Chen Wen and others from a distance, frowned, turned to look at Lu Wanting and others, and said in human words: "Humph, your flesh and blood, your essence, this The seat was accepted.”
"It's a third-level monster, run away!"
In the convoy, an unknown person shouted, and everyone quickly dispersed, but most of them were retained by the Shadow Wolf King's spiritual pressure, and were sucked dry of flesh and blood in an instant.
Lu Wanting also gave up the convoy, activated a third-level low-grade speed talisman in her hand, stepped on the void with a pair of slender jade legs, and instantly used her body skills to break through the air and head west!
"Want to escape!?"
The Shadow Wolf King laughed loudly, turned into a shadow and chased after him.
At the same time, the underground golden elixir aura erupted, and suddenly, wisps of golden sword light penetrated the surface of the ground, and flew towards the Shadow Wolf King at extremely fast speeds!
"You..."
The Shadow Wolf King turned around and saw the monk in blue shirt emerging from the ground. It was his old enemy Jianjia Sanren many years ago!
"Little beast, I finally caught you!"
The Shadow Wolf King screamed, spitting out a green stream from his mouth and flying out. The mist continued to expand into rings in the air. In an instant, Lu Wanting was tied up tightly and suppressed in a bamboo forest.
"Back then, you were nothing more than a foundation-building waste. Now that you have entered the Golden Core Dacheng, how can you defeat me?"
The Shadow Wolf King turned around and walked towards Ning Daoran step by step, with hatred in his eyes: "Little beast, you made me miserable back then. I haven't made any progress in my cultivation for thirty years. All of this is thanks to you. ! Today, I will skin you and cramp you, refine your soul into lamp oil, and make your life worse than death!"
"The past was before, the present is now."
Ning Daoran raised his hand and waved, and strands of golden swords suddenly appeared above his shoulders, swaying unsteadily, with the sword tip pointing directly at his opponent.
"Seeking death!"
The Shadow Wolf King didn't want to talk nonsense, and swooped over in an instant. Suddenly, a pair of cicada-like wings appeared on both sides of the Wolf King. The wings vibrated, and layers of sharp whistling sounds echoed in his ears.
It is actually a kind of demonic sound that can disturb the mind, which is similar to the soul-locking bell of the old soul-eating demon.
"Buzz!"
Ning Daoran raised the Green Dragon Spear in his hand, and the Immortal King's Divine Technique instantly returned to his original state. His whole body was as motionless as a mountain, and he was not fooled by the demonic sound. While the spear struck out like thunder, wisps of spiritual cage silk shrouded it from all directions. !
"Huh?"
The Shadow Wolf King was slightly startled. He did not expect that the Jian Jia Sanren of the Golden Core Stage could be so terrifyingly strong. He suddenly stepped on the ground with all four feet, and a wave of air exploded from his body. In the air wave, there were strands of cow hair wrapped around him. The tiny silver needle is the wolf hair refined by the Wolf King!
Ning Daoran saw clearly that the big green dragon danced without leakage, and with the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dang, 10. People, B and other paper figures dispersed. Among them were wild old men, beautiful women, young men, young girls, and all kinds of monks, all with ferocious faces, attacking the Shadow Wolf King!
(End of chapter)