Chapter 285 The Horned Dragon Treasure Mirror
"You..."
Master Jiu Zhuan's face turned pale, and he was both shocked and angry.
“Shua~~~”
A ray of talisman light bloomed in his sleeve, which was a third-level mid-grade speed talisman that Jiuzuan Daoist had collected for many years.
"Fellow Taoist injured my little junior sister Han Bing. It would not be good to leave like this."
Ning Daoran controlled the Linlang Jade Gourd with one hand, raised his fingers with the other hand and lightly hooked it. Suddenly, a wisp of blood-colored silk thread silently came from behind Jiuzhuan Zhenren, blocking his retreat.
At the same time, the mana of Evergreen Jue surged, and formation flags and formation disks flew out from the storage bag, quickly scattering in all directions like flying stars. In an instant, there was a rotating third-level formation. He rose up and imprisoned Jiuzhuan Zhenren inside.
Baiyu Liusound Formation, a third-order mid-level formation!
For a moment, Master Jiu Zhuan was even more shocked. Not only did this person have profound magical power and amazing background, he was actually an array master? And judging from his posture, he is probably a third-level formation master!
"Fellow Taoist, who are you?"
Master Jiuzhuan's eyes were cold, and there were two more third-level middle-grade forbidden-breaking talismans hidden in his sleeves. In addition, a second-level top-grade spiritual weapon, a flying knife, was already gaining momentum as mana rolled around it.
"As far as I know, apart from Han Bing, all the golden elixirs of the Chaos Sect have died in the black tide in the border battle. Who is my fellow Taoist? The Chaos Sect does not have golden elixirs like you at all!"
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"It doesn't hurt to tell you."
As soon as the formation came out, Ning Daoran already knew that it was foolproof. The moment he raised the Qiu Shui Sword, he said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, listen up, my name is Ning Daoran, and I am the former outer sect of the Chaos Sect. Feng is a small spiritual farmer.”
"Fellow Taoist, don't try to trick me!"
Master Jiu Zhuan didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. He let out a thunderous roar, his sleeves danced wildly, and in an instant he was about to take action with the two third-level forbidden talismans.
The Forbidden Breaking Talisman causes great damage to the formation. Once he plays these two third-level middle-grade Forbidden Breaking Talismans, even if the Baiyu Liuyin Formation is not broken, it is destined to damage some of the formation patterns and formation flags. Speaking of which, they are all spiritual stones. If you can't help it, don't waste it.
"Death!"
Ning Daoran didn't even think about it. The blade of the sword pointed directly at the place where the golden sword rushed out without warning from the Tai Chi pattern that had been condensed at the feet of Jiuzhuan Zhenren at some time. Before he could hit the forbidden talisman, "Puff." Poof! It penetrated the vital parts of Jiuzhuan Zhenren's eyebrows, throat, heart, Dantian and other important places, and killed him directly!
"Plop..."
The next second, Master Jiu Zhuan's physical body fell straight down.
And in his shrinking pupils, he watched helplessly as the treasure mirror on which he became famous turned into a stream of light and was absorbed by the jade gourd.
‘Is this my only journey to immortality? ’
The light in the eyes of the fallen Master Jiuzuan continued to fade. Although his heart was full of unwillingness and resentment, there seemed to be nothing worth regretting. The man in front of him was far more powerful in combat than him, and his death was not unjust. .
‘That’s all…’
Before dying, Master Jiu Zhuan sighed and died completely.
……
"Humph..."
Ning Daoran patted the Linlang Jade Gourd, and suddenly the treasure mirror was wrapped in a flash of light and flew out, playing with it in his hand.
The treasure mirror is extremely simple, covered with bronze, with obscure ancient texts engraved on the back, and a horned dragon engraved on the front. The horned dragon is so lifelike that if you look closely, Xu Ran is still shaking.
It has a strong ancient meaning, and even the naked eye can see that this thing is extraordinary.
Ancient treasure, the best among magic weapons!
"Good stuff..."
Ning Daoran sighed with emotion and threw the treasure mirror into the storage bag. He then raised his hand gently and collected all the souls of Jiuzhuan Master scattered nearby. How dare you touch your junior sister!
The result of the soul search was no surprise. Master Jiu Zhuan dared to touch Han Bing and the Chaos Sect simply because of the decline of the Chaos Sect.
In the border battle sixty years ago, the Chaos Sect fought on behalf of Qingzhou and suffered heavy losses. The four golden elixirs Jiang Yu, Gong Yangyan, Lin Xingyuan, and Ning Qing were lost in the black tide, and even those in the Nascent Soul stage were lost. It is said that Lin Qing'er, his master, also died in that catastrophe.
This battle directly caused the Chaos Sect's strength to plummet. How could Han Bing, who only relied on an eighth-grade spiritual root, support a super sect?
Therefore, in the eyes of many sects in Qingzhou, the Chaos Sect has long been reduced to a second-rate sect again, and its overall strength is even lower than when Jiang Yu was in charge of the sect.
The world of cultivating immortals is cruel and ruthless, and strength always speaks for itself. If it works, it works, if it doesn't, it won't work. The same goes for the Chaos Sect.
Ning Daoran frowned, looking at the blurred soul of Master Jiuzhuan in front of him, feeling slightly angry in his heart.
As for the treasure mirror, it is called the Qiu Long Treasure Mirror. It is indeed an ancient treasure level magic weapon. It was picked up by Jiuzhuan Zhenren when he was exploring a secret realm on the border of Huangzhou. Four late-stage Golden elixir masters fought together to no avail. However, he was caught by Jiuzhuan Zhenren, who was well versed in the method of collecting interest. From then on, his life of cultivating immortals was like cheating, until he met Ning Daoran.
The magical power of the Horned Dragon Treasure Mirror is extremely overbearing. As long as it activates to lock the opponent's aura, it can suppress the opponent's mana in the field near the Horned Dragon Treasure Mirror. Whether it is a fight or spiritual pressure confrontation, it can have the absolute upper hand. This kind of situation A treasure that can reduce the opponent's mana by about 30% is simply unreasonable!
In addition, Soul Searching Jiuzhuan Zhenren also has some other gains.
Although Jiuzhuan Zhenren is a casual cultivator of Jindan, he is not truly alone. On the contrary, he has three powerful foundation-building Taoist companions, and there are also three foundation-building disciples. These people all participated in the previous Qiushui In the Battle of Lake, even the blood of the disciples of the three major sects, Chaos Sect, Xingyue Pavilion, and Steel Gate Sect, was stained on their hands.
When cutting weeds, remove the roots to prevent them from growing again in the spring breeze.
“Shua~~~”
A brand new first-class paper figurine was refined. Ning Daoran raised his fingertips and took a glimmer of the soul of the Nine-turn Master and refined it into the paper figurine. The moment he raised his hand and threw it out, a new Nine-turn Master was revealed. The real person appeared in front of him. His soul, breath and body were almost exactly the same. It could be said that the real thing was fake.
"Xiaoqing."
He frowned, took out the green ghost flag from his storage bag, and said, "This living soul belongs to you."
"Thank you, sir!"
Xiao Qing rushed out of the green ghost flag in an instant, revealing the face of the ferocious green ghost. "You...what are you going to do!?"
In the forest, the soul of the blurry Jiu Zhuan real person was shocked: "Ning Daoran, you... you want to destroy my soul? Do you really want to be so decisive? You are not afraid..."
"Not afraid."
Ning Daoran waved his hand gently and blocked the mouth of the remnant soul.
What is there to be afraid of? What is the difference between Ning Daoran and an ant in the eyes of a mere mid-stage Golden Elixir?
"Aww!"
Xiaoqing opened his bloody mouth and took one bite. The upper half of the remaining soul of the Nine-turn Master was bitten off, and the lower body kept trembling. Then he took another bite, and the soul of the middle-stage golden elixir was completely digested by the female ghost in green.
"Okay, there are still finishing matters to be resolved."
Ning Daoran took back the green ghost flag, put one hand behind his back, turned into a ray of light and rose up, and at the same time played a transmission note.
Qiushui Lake, the ancestral home of the Han family.
A transmission note flew into the restriction and found Han Tai's aura. Ning Daoran's voice came from inside: "Jiuzhuan Zhenren has fallen. I hope you will respect yourself next. The Han family's affairs should be resolved by the Han family themselves. Don’t blame everything on Han Bing. If she is in dire straits because of your Han family again, I will definitely come back and kill them all!”
"..."
Han Tai's mood was complicated.
Several juniors also looked confused. The temperament of this Jin Dan senior was so weird that they could no longer tell whether he was an enemy or a friend.
However, the golden elixir of Master Jiuzhuan, whose hands and eyes can reach the sky, and can kill Master Jiuzhuan... its strength can be imagined!
"Thank you, senior. We will definitely follow your senior's teachings!"
Han Tai took the lead and knelt down in the direction of Ning Daoran.
The other juniors also knelt down one after another, with awe in their eyes.
……
Fuling Mountain is the lair of Master Jiuzhuan.
When the sky showed a faint light, the figure of Jiuzhuan Zhenren appeared in the clouds, holding a blood-stained head in his hand. It was Han Bing's head!
"Come out, everyone, I'm done!"
Jiuzhuan Zhenren threw his head to the flat ground between several caves and said with a smile: "Chaos Sect Han Bing has been executed. Next, the Chang family will take charge of Qiushui Lake again. All of you have hope of forming a pill. ! ”
"Really?"
A young woman with a slender waist walked out of the cave and said in surprise: "It's really great. The master of the house really has magical powers. He even killed Han Bing, who was so powerful with the flying sword!"
"Master is truly a divine man!"
Several foundation-building disciples also walked out of the cave one after another, with smiles on everyone's faces.
"Wrong!"
At this time, the older lady with a majestic chest gave a cold look: "You... you are not the master..."
“It’s too late~~”
In the wind, "Jiuzhuan Zhenren" laughed.
The next moment, a golden spherical storm suddenly opened up in the clouds and enveloped the world. Amidst the terrifying spiritual pressure, a group of foundation-building monks in Fuling Mountain suddenly turned pale and could not move even an inch!
"You...who are you?"
The eldest lady looked up and saw a slender and thin figure standing in the wind in the light of the rising sun. He was dressed in a green shirt. He gently raised his palm, and there were flying swords and sword energy in the air behind him. There are thousands of ways.
The next moment, his palm fell gently, and the sword light flew down from the sky, like a violent storm.
“Puff puff puff~~~”
On the flat ground, several concubines of Jiuzhuan Zhenren and three foundation-building disciples were unable to move. Their bodies were penetrated by the wisps of flying swords and sword energy. In an instant, they were riddled with holes, like a Dao Po was penetrated like cotton wool, blood and flesh were scattered on the ground, and his death was quite sudden.
"Xiaoqing."
Ning Daoran stood in the wind, his eyes indifferent.
The female ghost in green turned into a breeze and fell down, not only devouring the living souls, but also the flesh, blood and essence of everyone in one go, without wasting a single bit. After eating, she even spit out a foot-long lilac tongue and licked her lips.
"You, you, you..."
Ning Daoran's face turned pale and he pointed at the female ghost in green: "If you dare to do this again, I will destroy you!"
"Yes, I will obey the Master's decree! Xiaoqing will never dare to do it again..."
Xiaoqing hurriedly gathered her trousers and saluted, but she was very generous.
(End of chapter)