Chapter 348 Never seen before
"Shua——"
A wisp of blood-colored thread appeared inexplicably, and in an instant, the golden elixir initial overhaul of Sangyu Kingdom fell to his knees with a pop, and his head It had already rolled down from the neck, and the face that rolled down the head was still full of disbelief. He was actually killed after only holding on to the second move.
Ning Daoran quickly put his head into the storage bag, and then his body was filled with dragon demon energy. Three consecutive shots landed on the half-broken restriction in front of him. The force was heavy and the restriction made a crisp sound. The sound dissipates quickly.
In front of me, there are dozens of elixir-forming holy medicines that make those foundation-building monks extremely envious. In the secret realm of Mirror Flower, Water and Moon, the colorful flowers and dust-falling grass are no longer top-level elixirs, but first-level elixirs. A rather unusual opportunity.
"Zhenren Liu of Shen Yue Mountain was killed... This beast is really hateful! How dare you kill me, a monk from the Sangyu Kingdom, in public!"
In the distance, someone was filled with resentment, and a group of Sangyu Kingdom's golden elixir monks had eyes filled with anger. It is unwholesome.
“Old Demon Jianjia has profound cultivation, we must work together to kill him!”
An old man with a strong aura in the late stage of Jindan narrowed his eyes: “If you are interested, Follow me and strangle this beast!”
There was a loud roar in the air, and more than a dozen Jindan monks from the Sangyu Kingdom came to kill, many of whom were in the late Jindan stage.
Ning Daoran frowned and quickly put the last few elixirs into the storage bag. Immediately, a third-level mid-grade divine speed talisman appeared in his hand. With a "swish" sound, he twisted and burned. His body speed increased sharply, and he directly moved to ride the wind. The Xiaoyao Jue turned into a golden escaping light and rushed towards the deep darkness!
“This beast wants to escape, let me chase it!”
A group of Sangyu Golden Pills chased after it.
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On the Fairy Terrace, Lin Baoping frowned slightly. The Jianjia San people kept killing people and making enemies everywhere. He didn't know who gave him the courage. Did he really think he was one of them? Can he withstand all the golden elixir overhauls from Sangyu Kingdom that enter the secret realm?
Impossible, among the group of people from Sangyu Kingdom, there are many late Jindan Daxiu who have been famous for many years. Those old monsters of Jindan have many magic weapons and strong combat power, which is definitely not something he can handle alone.
But that’s fine, let the monks on Xia’s side concentrate on breaking the restrictions and seizing a large amount of elixirs.
"Senior Sister..."
A female cultivator with spiritual energy in her eyebrows asked: "That Jian Jia San is also a cultivator of my Xia Kingdom. Do we want to help?"
“Forget it.”
Lin Baoping shook his head: "This person has caused too much trouble. There is no need for us to get involved. Let's pick all the elixirs here first."
"Yes!"
Another one In the direction, Nian Wuya of the Wanhua Sword Sect also used flying swords to quickly break the row of restrictions in front of him, while several disciples of the Wanhua Sword Sect behind him quickly collected the elixir, and their faces were Full of excitement.
Soon after, all the restrictions on the Immortal Terrace were broken and resolved, and all the elixirs on the platform were emptied. At this time, a "sizzling" sound suddenly came from the dark sky. , as if a gear was turning, some kind of restriction was triggered, and then a gray door opened above the dark sky!
“The entrance to the second floor of the secret realm is open!”
A monk said excitedly: "The real treasures are all on the second floor!"
"Nanhuashan disciples obey the order and follow me to the second floor quickly!"
For a time, countless figures escaped from the light. He stood up and rushed into the gray gap in the air.
……
“Whoosh!”
With a glimmer of light, Ning Daoran, who was covered by the Great Void Evolution Technique, revealed his figure on the second floor, still holding a large green dragon and looking at this secret world with extremely strong aura indifferently.
The golden elixir spiritual consciousness spread out, and all the treasures and opportunities hidden in the secret realm were suddenly revealed one by one.
"Old demon Jianjia, take my palm!"
Behind him, suddenly there was a bright fire, and a figure rose into the sky. For a moment, the flames in the nearby area skyrocketed, and a very strong fire magic power Pushing it sideways, the spiritual pressure fell from the sky, crackling and crushing everything!
Zhenhuo Zhenren, a late-stage overhaul of the Golden Core of Sangyu Kingdom. This person is good at a fire escape method and has super escape speed. He is the only one who Ning Daoran has not gotten rid of. He actually followed him directly into the second floor. !
This man is extremely vicious and looks like he is seeking death.
Ning Daoran's body turned around, his whole body was filled with dragon demon energy, and the bloody dragon demon's artistic conception was swaying behind him. He directly faced the opponent's fire magic power and rushed in. He punched out fiercely, and dragons around him suddenly The howling echoed endlessly.
And not only that, the moment the punch was struck, formation flags and formation disks flew in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, a third-level middle-grade white feather with covering and isolation effects was arranged around it. Flowing Sound Array!
The moment this formation was activated, the figures of Ning Daoran and Juehuo Zhenren immediately disappeared in the wind, and even the sound of fighting was completely isolated.
“You are actually a formation master?!”
Master Juehuo's eyes were ruthless. He raised his left hand, and wisps of fiery red flying swords rose into the air. There were seven swords in total, six of which were second-level top-grade spiritual weapons, and the seventh was actually a third-order low-grade magic weapon!
Ning Daoran was slightly surprised. He had seen many golden elixir cultivators over the years, but there were not many golden elixir cultivators who could own magic weapon-level flying swords. After all, magic weapon-level flying swords were rare treasures. It is difficult to cultivate.
This Master Juehuo not only possesses a magical flying sword, but he is also very proficient in fire-attribute skills. He is indeed a rare golden elixir master.
In this case, he would never leave alive.
Ning Daoran patted the storage bag lightly and stacked another formation in the Baiyu Liuyin Formation. As a few spells were played, a formation filled with the charm of swordsmanship rose up. Clusters of tender golden bamboo forest are swaying, and countless sword intentions are densely packed in them.
"You..."
Zhen Juehuo's face turned a little pale: "Old Demon Jianjia...you, the demon, are actually a sword cultivator?"
Ning Daoran didn't say anything, talking to the dying man Everything people say is nonsense.
He suddenly stepped back dozens of steps, raised his hand and pulled out the Qiu Shui Sword behind him, slashed out with the sword, and spread out a Tai Chi Bagua pattern that was several feet long and slowly spinning at his feet. Suddenly, the Liang Yi Sword Technique The sword energy seemed to separate the entire Shuiyun Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, and went straight towards the head of Master Juehuo!
“I don’t believe it!” Master Juehuo roared, and the fire all over his body surged. The set of seven flying swords he held were all burned red by the fire magic power, buzzing in the air, and raining down. It fell down, crackling on the sword energy, and finally coupled with a strong sword energy from the fingertips of Master Juehuo, it immediately dispersed Ning Daoran's sword!
But at the same time that Master Juehuo cracked the sword, golden silk swords appeared in the bamboo forest. As Ning Daoran recited the formula, these golden silk swords carried countless bamboo leaf sword energy in the bamboo forest. Fish suddenly swam out of the sword formation, like a storm!
“What?!”
Zhenhuo Zhenhuo was shocked: “You actually have a clear sword heart...”
He hurriedly burned a third-level mid-grade rock shield talisman, in the talisman The majestic spiritual power surged out and quickly formed layers of rock shield power around him. For a moment, the golden silk sword crackled down, constantly chipping away at the rock shield energy. In less than a breath, , the rock shield has been continuously drilled through.
"Poof!"
Zhen Juehuo's abdomen was directly pierced by a golden sword!
“How is it possible?!”
His face was pale, and he couldn’t believe what he saw in front of him. A third-level rock shield talisman, plus the second-level top-quality robe he was wearing, were actually all Can't stop this sword? !
In an instant, there was an endless sound of popping popping. Master Juehuo's chest and abdomen were all pierced, and he was bleeding from dozens of wounds.
"Could it be..."
He finally figured it out: "Golden Silk Bamboo...Gengjin Essence?"
"Correct answer."
Ning Daoran's As soon as the figure passed by, the Qiushui Sword turned into a flash of cold light, and the head of Master Juehuo rolled down from his neck.
This head is very heavy, worth fifty thousand spiritual stones!
Moreover, Master Juehuo's seven flying swords come in a set, and the price is not too cheap. Coupled with the treasures in his storage bag, most of the spiritual stones given by Master Juehuo will exceed 100,000.
At this moment, Ning Daoran has deeply understood what it means to be fat if a horse does not eat grass at night. He is really too fat at this moment. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as the enemy!
After putting the head, treasures and storage bag of Master Juehuo into his bag, Ning Daoran quickly retracted the two formations and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Next, it’s time to search for any oil and water on the second floor.
……
A few hours later.
There was silence on the second floor of the Jinghua Shuiyue Secret Realm. When Ning Daoran continued to patrol with the golden elixir consciousness, he found that the treasures here had been scraped almost three feet to the ground, and no more oil or water could be scraped out.
If you want to gain more, you can only wait until a hundred years later, when the essence of heaven and earth condenses again, and some treasures are scattered again according to the rules laid down by the overhaul of the transformation period. This feeling is like... refresh?
That’s probably what it means.
Ning Daoran crossed his arms and walked against the wind, and soon reached the depths of the second floor.
Ahead, there is a brilliant golden scroll. In that desolate land, there is actually a five-story golden treasure building standing by the lake. It looks like jewels inside, but the surrounding restrictions are extremely complicated and powerful, so many human races Jin Dan was standing on the outside, but no one took action. They all seemed to be waiting and watching.
"Uncle Huang."
The young monk in the late stage of foundation building in Sangyu Kingdom frowned and said, "Have you seen my Uncle Juehuo?"
"Why? ?”
The middle-stage Jindan monk smiled and said, “Isn’t Old Ghost Juehuo with you?”
"No, Uncle Juehuo didn't come back after he chased and killed the Jianjia Sanren."
"Could it be that the old ghost Juehuo is still chasing and killing the Jianjia Sanren? Humph, this old guy wants to eat alone, right?"
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"Master Huang Uncle, please don’t say that. My Uncle Juehuo... is too petty... to listen to such words."
"Hahahaha~~~"
At this time, there was a burst of laughter. In the breeze, Ning Daoran appeared outside the treasure building.
"Jianjia Sanren?!"
Suddenly, many monks from the Sangyu Kingdom showed angry expressions.
“Oh?”
Lin Baoping and Nian Wuya also cast surprised looks. They did not expect that this Jianjia Sanjia could actually be chased by a group of late Jindan Daxiu cultivators from the Sangyu Kingdom. Kill the whole body and retreat.
"Dare I ask...Senior Jianjia..."
The young monk in the late stage of foundation building in the Sangyu Kingdom gritted his teeth, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Can you see my Uncle Juehuo?"
"..."
Ning Daoran hugged his arms Huai, looking at the young monk with a stern look, finally squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:
"I have never seen it."
(End of this chapter)