Chapter 848 Ningluo Mountain Gathering
In mid-air, more than a dozen Jindan realm chaos puppets took action at the same time, fighting with the magical powers of the three.
Although Gu Zhiyu's Bamboo Leaf Sword seems to be the weakest, its power is no less powerful than Liang Yan's Sword Gang and Witch's Dharma.
Those bamboo leaves were flying in the air, arriving first and bringing out invisible sword energy wherever they passed, scattering all the magical powers of the Jindan realm doll!
The strong evil spirit that was originally eroded was also blocked by these bamboo leaves ten feet away, and could not get close to everyone at all.
Seeing that Gu Zhiyu blocked all the chaos puppet attacks with one person, Liang Yan and Wu Xin were overjoyed at the same time.
When they entered the bamboo forest before, Liang Yan and Wu Xin had to work together to resist the attack of these chaos dolls. But the strength of Gray Mist at that time was much stronger than it is now, and the main purpose of the two was to find Gu Zhiyu, so they did not attack with all their strength.
It’s different now. Gu Zhiyu came out of the mountain, and with his sword cultivation skills at the peak of the golden elixir, he was naturally not inferior to the two of them. At this time, the gray mist was at its weakest, so Gu Zhiyu alone could withstand the attacks of all Jindan dolls.
Liang Yan and the witch had a tacit understanding. Without any hesitation, they combined their magical powers in one place and slashed towards the center of the gray fog.
This switch from defense to offense was a decision they made almost instantly. Before the gray mist could use its new magical power, Liang Yan's Mayfly Sword Gang and Wu Xin's Witch Dharma were already there. At the same time, he rushed into the gray fog.
Liang Yan was mentally connected with Feijian. The moment Feijian entered the gray mist, his consciousness also attached to it. But he felt that the interior of the gray mist was at a loss, and the surroundings were filled with all kinds of evil spirits and dead energy, which were constantly corroding the spirituality of his flying sword.
"This cannot continue. With my current swordsmanship, I can only last for nine breaths at most. After nine breaths, I am afraid that the spirituality of my natal flying sword will be damaged!"
< br>Although Liang Yan was a little anxious, at this moment Gu Zhiyu blocked all Gray Fog's attacks for them, how could he waste this hard-won opportunity?
While he was constantly using the Mayfly Sword to find the flaw in the gray mist, the witch Faxiang not far away suddenly changed her expression and raised her hand to shoot out a stream of purple demonic energy.
This purple demonic energy spun in mid-air and eventually turned into dozens of dancing butterflies.
"What is that?"
Liang Yan couldn't help being slightly stunned when his consciousness reached it, but the next moment, an unintentional message came from his mind:
"Follow them !”
Although Liang Yan didn’t know what Wu Xin meant, at this moment, he didn’t have any doubts and directly controlled the Mayfly Sword to break through the air in the gray fog, following behind the purple butterflies. .
Nine breaths, eight breaths, seven breaths.
In just three breaths, the butterflies flew dozens of feet away, and then they seemed to have discovered something and pounced on them one after another.
Liang Yan looked through the consciousness on the flying sword and saw these purple butterflies forming a circle, and in the middle of the circle, there seemed to be a medium-sized flesh ball that was swelling suddenly. Suddenly shrinking, beating like a heart.
“I found you!”
Liang Yan, who was outside the gray mist, grinned and pinched the sword in his hand. The Mayfly Sword Gang in the gray mist instantly burst out with fierce sword intent. Countless sword energy condensed around the flying sword and slashed towards the meat ball like a thunderbolt.
Puch!
The three people outside the gray fog only heard a slight sound, and then saw the surrounding gray fog rolling around like twitching. Every time it rolled, the surrounding dense fog became lighter. In the end, all the gray fog was The fog sank toward the ground until it completely disappeared.
Not far from them, the end of a green long sword was inserted into a meat ball the size of a human head.
The flesh ball expanded and contracted rhythmically, just like a human heart.
“It turns out that the person who secretly controls the gray mist is this kind of thing.” Gu Zhiyu clicked his tongue in surprise, looking at the flesh ball again and again, as if he was interested in this person who had been chasing him for decades. "Old Enemy" was very curious.
"Could this thing be part of the body of the Void Soul Swallowing Beast?" Wu Xin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.
Liang Yan naturally understood what she meant, and smiled and said: "Now that we have taken action, we cannot look forward or backward. Our actions today will sooner or later attract the attention of the Void Soul Swallowing Beast. We can only escape from here before it finds us." Save your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, he changed the sword technique in his hand, and the sword energy surged from the mayfly sword, crushing the meat ball to pieces in an instant.
"My nephew is right. The only solution now is to sink the boat."
Gu Zhiyu nodded to Liang Yan, who didn't say much and directly drove up to escape. The light took the two of them flying towards the southwest
Half a month later, the far west of the four major alliances.
A deserted mountain peak stands here. There are no spiritual stone veins, precious medicinal materials, and no spiritual spring treasures here. However, there is one thing that is quite famous, and that is the "Ningluo Tomb."
Hundreds of years ago, there was a casual cultivator named "Zhenren Ningluo" in Hell. He did not join any of the four major alliances during his lifetime. He relied entirely on his own talent and opportunity to break through to the Golden Pill. territory.
This person can be said to be a legendary figure, but it is a pity that a genius like him cannot compete with the barrenness of this hell. After breaking through the golden elixir, his cultivation has been stagnant, and in the end there was still a big battle. He was seriously injured.
Knowing that his time was short, Master Ningluo finally chose to die in this barren mountain. The monks of the four major alliances and the casual cultivators of Hell all named this mountain Ningluo Mountain.
The strange thing is that over the past hundreds of years, although many monks have come here to hunt for treasures, they have never actually found the tomb of Master Ning Luo. Over time, everyone gradually forgot about this barren mountain.
At this moment, on the top of this inaccessible barren mountain, there were six monks sitting cross-legged.
These six people were dressed differently, five men and one woman. Although they were all meditating with their eyes closed, they were separated by a long distance. They were obviously not the same group.
After a while, a yellow-robed monk slowly opened his eyes, with a look of obvious impatience on his face.
"Fellow Taoist Shou, we have been waiting here for several hours, why haven't the people you invited arrived yet?"
As soon as he said this, everyone present except one Except for the black-robed Taoist priest, everyone else opened their eyes.
One of the old men, who was dressed in fine clothes and had jade rings on all ten fingers, chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist Wu Jun, don't be impatient. I have met Leader Liang in person, and he definitely doesn't seem to be breaking his promise lightly." Man. He said he would come to Ningluo Mountain today. He will be there."
"Shou Wenshi, you said it lightly. Who knows what this person is thinking, what if he doesn't dare to come today?" Huang, known as "Wu Jun" The robed monk snorted coldly and didn't seem to buy it.
"In your opinion, what should we do?" Shou Wenshi's face also darkened slightly, and he said calmly: "Six pieces of immortal jade are indispensable. Without his piece from the Flying Star Alliance, even if we What’s the point of collecting the remaining five pieces?”
"Hmph! He's just a rising star who has just broken through to the Golden Core Realm. If he obediently hands over the Immortal Jade, it will be fine. If he dares not to come to the appointment, then we can destroy the Feixing Alliance and seize it again when the time comes. The same goes for his immortal jade!" Wu Jun said with a ruthless look on his face. After hearing this, everyone present had different expressions, except for the black-robed Taoist who was still meditating with his eyes closed.
One of them, a middle-aged woman with a voluptuous figure but not very attractive appearance, chuckled and said: "Fellow Taoist Wu Jun is really brave. He actually wants to destroy an alliance while talking and laughing! But I like your personality." "Domineering, what's the benefit of being a concubine?"
While she was talking, she was still flirting with Wu Jun, looking extremely wanton. Wu Jun, on the other hand, was attracted by her charming appearance and couldn't help but laugh, which seemed to be quite helpful.
As for the remaining two people, one of them is an elegant middle-aged scribe wearing a white robe, while the other is a reckless man wearing armor and holding a spear.
After hearing Wu Jun's words, the two men looked a little strange, as if they were remembering some unbearable past events, and they fell silent at the same time.
Shou Wenshi frowned slightly, glanced at Wu Jun, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Wu, this Leader Liang is not a soft persimmon, I advise you."
Before he finished speaking, he saw three rays of light speeding towards the horizon, and in the blink of an eye they were approaching the top of the mountain.
“Here it comes!”
Shou Wenshi’s expression changed, and he couldn’t help but stand up from the ground and walk towards the edge of the cliff.
Brush! brush! brush!
With three piercing sounds in the air, the three escaping lights stopped at the top of the mountain at the same time. When the escaping lights dissipated, the people inside were revealed. It was Liang Yan, Wu Xin and Gu who had come all the way. of rain!
"Sorry! Sorry!"
As soon as Liang Yan landed, he clasped his fists at Shou Wenshi, who was walking towards him, and apologized: "Liang was delayed on trivial matters on the way, and was a little late for a few hours, so that the leader of Shou Wenshi and Fellow Taoists have been waiting for a long time! ”
“ Hahaha! Leader Liang is a man of his word. Since he arrived at Ningluo Mountain as promised, why can’t we wait for only a few hours? "
Shou Wenshi’s words are meant for you. What Liang Yan heard was also told to Wu Jun, the yellow-robed monk from before. Wu Jun naturally understood what he meant, and snorted coldly when he heard this, but didn't say anything more.
Liang Yan just arrived here and did not hear their previous conversation, but at this moment he was observing the words and emotions and understood that not everyone on this mountain top welcomed him like Shou Wenshi.
He glanced around and saw five people sitting cross-legged not far away.
Two of them were old acquaintances. They were Nie Ziming, the leader of the Blood Moon Alliance, and Xiang An, the leader of the Mad Lion Alliance. When they saw Liang Yan's eyes sweeping over them, they both stood up in unison. He saluted with his hands folded.
Liang Yan also smiled and returned the favor, then turned his attention to the other three people.
One of the yellow-robed monks had his nostrils pointed upward and did not even look at him. He was obviously the one who disliked him the most.
There is also a middle-aged woman with a charming figure and still charming appearance, who is looking at him with a half-smiling expression. Liang Yan's eyes were so sharp that he detected a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes almost instantly.
As for the last person left, he was a black-robed Taoist priest. He sat with his eyes closed from beginning to end, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.
The auras of these three people are not very strong, and the cultivation realm they display is only at the early stage of the Golden Core.
But Liang Yan knew that this was to avoid the "murderous fog" in the underworld. If he wanted to survive in the underworld, he must have a secret method to conceal his cultivation. Therefore, the actual cultivation of these people in front of them is far more than what they reveal.
“These three people are at the lowest stage of the Jindan stage!”
Liang Yan’s body’s “Hunhun Kung” was quietly operating, and in just a few breaths, these three people had been destroyed. He has a thorough look at his actual cultivation.
"Especially the black-robed Taoist priest, whose cultivation is as deep as the sea, and has actually reached the peak level of the golden elixir!"
Just when Liang Yan was using his "Hunhun Kung" to secretly investigate, the black man The Taoist priest actually seemed to be aware of it. He slowly opened his closed eyes and glanced towards him intentionally or unintentionally, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
But the next moment, the man shook his head again and started to meditate again with his eyes closed.
“Come on, come on, let me introduce you!” Shou Wenshi turned around at this time, pointed at the middle-aged beautiful woman and said, “This is Fellow Taoist Chang Shuyao Chang.”
"Nice to meet you!" Liang Yan said with an indifferent expression, slightly cupping his hands towards the woman.
Chang Shuyao yawned lazily and did not get up. She just nodded to him as a greeting.
Shou Wenshi chuckled, pointed to the yellow-robed monk next to him and said, "This is Wu Jun, Fellow Daoist Wu."
"I have seen Fellow Daoist Wu." Liang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked towards this The man slightly cupped his hands and said.
"Hmph!"
Wu Jun snorted coldly and said: "Fellow Daoist Liang, although it was Shou Wenshi who came to find you this time, I remember that I only asked you to come here alone. Why are you here today?" Bringing a family with you? ”
When Liang Yan saw that he had said something unkind, his face could not help but darken. However, it was not easy to turn against him immediately at this time, so he just replied lightly: "Since there is a way to escape from Hell, why can't we bring two more people with us?"
"Hey!"
Wu Jun laughed sinisterly a few times, and said with a look of disdain: "You think this innate Tao fruit is a cabbage, let me tell you, if this operation If we can succeed, in addition to escaping from Hell, everyone will also be able to share a bit of innate Taoism."
When Liang Yan heard what he said, he immediately understood and said calmly: "That's it. , so the fewer monks involved in the operation, the more innate Tao Yun each person will receive?"
"Haha, it seems that our leader Liang is not stupid either!" Wu Jun laughed.
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes and said suddenly: "As far as I know, four of the six pieces of fairy jade are in the hands of the four major alliance leaders. Do you also have a piece of fairy jade?"
He said this. When he came out, Wu Jun was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he calmed down. Zhuangdi replied:
“No!”
“Since you don’t have Immortal Jade, why are you qualified to sit here and share the innate Tao Fruit with us?” Liang Yanleng Looking at Wu Jun coldly, he asked word by word.
(End of this chapter)