Chapter 351 The Rise of Killing
"Hao... just escaped like that?"
Ning Daoran was speechless. Nandou Zhenren, the top golden elixir master of Sangyu Kingdom, cut off his wrist the moment he was at a disadvantage. He didn't need any magic weapons or puppets and ran away!
I have to say, this is also a kind of courage and keen insight!
After all, after Ning Daoran collects the ancient treasure of the Green Bamboo Scroll, it will be difficult for Master Nandou to leave at that time.
"Huh..."
Ning Daoran frowned, feeling slightly uneasy.
Master Nan Dou is a cautious person and is an extremely worrying opponent. Moreover, since Master Nan Dou has perfected the golden elixir, there is a high probability that he will enter the Nascent Soul stage earlier than himself. If Master Nan Dou is promoted to Nascent Soul, he will definitely be a big obstacle on his path to immortality. Hidden danger.
If you encounter this person again in the secret realm, you must kill him at all costs!
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"Lao Lu, Xiao Bai, help!"
Ning Daoran punched open the third-order high-grade fire armor puppet, and then slapped the storage bag. Suddenly the big stupid deer rushed out with a roar, and Xiao Bai also jumped out with wood attribute mana surging all over his body.
"Trapped it!"
"Yes!"
Xiaobai opened his hands, and behind him were wood-type vines flying all over the sky. In an instant, the fire armor puppet was tightly bound. At the same time, there were ten thousand-year stakes shuttled through the vines, constantly reinforcing the fire armor. The confinement of the puppet.
However, the fire-armored puppet was a third-level top-grade creature with extremely powerful power. It slashed with its fiery red spears, splitting the wood attribute magic power that Xiao Bai sacrificed into pieces, and those vines were also dissipating and disintegrating.
"Ouch~~~"
The big stupid deer roared and twisted its body to instantly transform into five spiritual deer, each with the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Immediately, the antlers of the six spiritual deer spurted out together, resisting the fire armor puppet from all directions, causing it to Can't move!
"Why don't you just surrender?"
Ning Daoran fell in the air and pressed his fingers on the forehead of the fire-armored puppet. Immediately, a large amount of Jiuyang Furnace Divine Art mana was poured into him, and he began to try to erase the aura mark planted by Nan Dou Zhenren in the fire-armored puppet. As long as the mark was erased In addition, this fire armor puppet can naturally be re-refined.
After about half a cup of tea, the fire armor puppet made a "sizzling" sound as the gears stopped rotating. The pair of fiery red eyes under the iron helmet gradually lost their brilliance. The mark planted by Nan Dou Zhenren was completely erased and turned into a An ownerless thing.
“Very good.”
Ning Daoran looked delighted. This puppet has a third-level high-grade combat power, and there is almost no damage. The combat power is quite intact. If such a puppet is used to guard the Chaos Sect, even if it is a late-stage Jindan sect, No one dared to provoke him easily.
He patted the storage bag and put the fire armor puppet in his bag, and then slowly refined it for his own use. There was no rush for this.
In addition, there is an extra green treasure scroll in the storage bag, which is the green bamboo scroll of Master Nandou. This object is a third-level top-grade ancient treasure with powerful defense and confinement effects, which just completes the Ning Daoran's shortcoming is insufficient defense.
In previous battles, Ning Daoran had only two defensive methods, the Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet and the Chilong Bi. However, the defensive power of these two magic weapons was not considered to be at the top level of magic weapons. Once they encountered ancient treasures, they would be easily suppressed. Now that we have the Green Bamboo Scroll, we no longer have such worries. Just use it directly. Basically, except for spiritual treasures and treasures of transformation, there is no way that anything can seriously damage ancient treasures like the Green Bamboo Scroll.
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At the same time, the first floor of the Secret Realm of Flowers in the Mirror, Water in the Moon.
In a dark and humid forest, a figure lay motionless among the dense trees like a bat. The aura of his body was condensed and invisible, and he looked as if he was nothing.
This person is none other than Zhenren Nan Dou, a leading figure in the Golden Core Stage of Sangyu Kingdom who entered the secret realm this time.
However, at this time, Master Nan Dou had become a frightened bird. He lay motionless on the tree trunk, not daring to make any more moves for fear of being chased by the demon Jianjia Sanren.
At this time, the connection between the third-level high-grade fire armor puppet and the ancient blue bamboo scroll and his soul disappeared one after another...
The soul mark of the third-level fire armor puppet struggled for a long time, and it should have been erased by the opponent. The soul mark of the Green Bamboo Scroll disappeared instantly. Not surprisingly, it should have been put into an isolated space such as a storage bag by the opponent. within.
"Damn it..."
Nan Douzhen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he kept cursing in his heart.
The third-level fire armor puppet was obtained from a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk with half of his life savings, and the Green Bamboo Scroll was a treasure that he almost lost his life in a secret realm in the Sangyu Kingdom. , Moreover, the Green Bamboo Scroll is a natal magic weapon that has always been nourished by its own vitality.
But in the blink of an eye, they are all married...
He was extremely upset. In fact, the fire armor puppet was fine. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could customize another one from Nascent Soul Overhaul. However, the Green Bamboo Scroll was a rare treasure with no market price. It was because he planned to advance to Nascent Soul in the future. The treasure used to warm the Nascent Soul was the foundation of one's own cultivation, but it was taken away like this.
When he thought of this, Master Nan Dou's face turned pale. He should not have entered the Secret Realm of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon if he had known this.
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The second floor of Jinghua Shuiyue Secret Realm, near Jinghua Tower.
There was a gentle breeze and floating clouds. A light blue floating cloud slowly floated over and stopped floating dozens of feet away from the Jinghua Tower. Hidden within it was Ning Daoran, who was holding his breath and hiding. At this moment, he was carrying a heavy treasure, but he was still extremely cautious. , a pair of eyes staring at the battlefield near Jinghua Tower.
Nian Wuya of the Wanhua Sword Sect is still fighting bloody battles!
At this time, there were marks of wounds and burns on his arms and legs, especially his left arm, which was burnt to black, and you could even smell the smell of burnt Orleans chicken wings.
However, Nian Wuya's fighting spirit was extremely strong. He held a sword in his hand, and there were several flying swords whirling around him. He was able to withstand the attacks from Madam Ziwei and Xuanyan Sanren with his left and right arms.
Ning Daoran frowned and cast his gaze into the distance, and saw three broken corpses scattered under Jinghua Downstairs. However, several Wanhua Sword Sect Jindan sword cultivators who came with Nian Wuya had been killed!
In addition, there were dozens of corpses lying near Jinsizhu, all of them were monks from the Sangyu Kingdom, and several of them were those who followed Xuanyan Sanren and Madam Ziwei.
The strength of the two sides was too close, and the fight actually reached such a tragic level. Only three late-stage Jindan great monks were left fighting fiercely, and among them, Nian Wuya, one against two, was gradually losing ground, and his injuries were getting more and more serious. many.
Madam Ziwei's surgical technique is extremely magical, and she constantly refines various methods to bombard her wildly. .
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran was slightly shuddered, and found that Xuanyan Sanren actually had a similar cultivation path to his own. He had one fire-attribute skill that focused on killing, and another wood-attribute skill that continuously provided spiritual power. In addition, the reason why he dared Exchanging injuries for injuries is because this wood attribute nourishes the physical body. In this way, the energy is always consumed and the thoughts of death are boundless.
Nian Wuya is the leader of the younger generation among the top ten immortal sects in Xia Kingdom. It would be a pity if he died here.
Ning Daoran frowned, and had already made up his mind. Without harming his own interests, he could help Nian Wuya, or form a good relationship. After all, his roots were in the Chaos Sect, and the more good relationships he formed, the better. The more, the more beneficial it will be to the Chaos Sect in the future.
"Whoops!"
In the hazy mist, the aura of mana suddenly surged, and a golden light flashed past, shooting hard at Xuanyan Sanren's back.
This golden light is none other than a golden sword that shoots away quickly!
"Scared!?"
Xuanyan Sanren was shocked. The sense of crisis as a late-stage Jindan cultivator made him instantly goosebumps. A chill ran down his spine and he hurriedly gave up the attack on Nian Wuya. His body rolled in the air to avoid the blow of the golden silk sword. At the same time, mana surged, and the second layer of inner armor he wore also glowed, wrapping his body extremely tightly!
While rolling, Xuanyan Sanren's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly!
Oops, there's still an attack!
In the air, a big blue dragon covered with fifteen layers of dragon magic energy seemed to fall from the sky like an extremely hard black stick. It turned into an afterimage so fast that it went straight to the head of Xuanyan Sanren!
"Not good!"
The Xuanyan Sanmen were shocked. They could no longer dodge at this time, so they had to cross their arms and use the magic power of the treasure armor to block the opponent's attack!
“铿~~~”
The golden light struck, Xuanyan Sanren was shocked by the shot, his arms were numb, his body was suppressed to the ground, and he stepped back a few steps. Just as he stepped back, the keen sense of crisis that he had cultivated for hundreds of years as a wild cultivator once again enveloped his heart. , there is an ambush behind you!
Sure enough, a wisp of blood-colored silk thread silently swept across in parallel, it was Ning Daoran's spirit cage thread!
"You!"
Xuanyan Sanren's heartbeat almost stopped. He hurriedly stopped, ignited a divine speed talisman in his hand and ran away!
Unfortunately, it was too late. The silk cage wires closed instantly and turned into dozens of threads to tie him tightly. The next second, a finger appeared out of thin air in front and pressed against Xuanyan Sanren's throat.
"Don't..."
Xuanyan Sanren already knew what was going to happen, and even forgot how to beg for mercy, he just shouted no.
"Chi!"
A golden silk sword shot out of the air, instantly piercing Xuanyan Sanren's treasured armor, and penetrated his throat. Suddenly, a puff of blood splashed out from his throat.
"You..."
Xuanyan Sanren's face was covered with veins, and he covered his pierced throat with both hands.
"Death!"
Ning Daoran raised his left hand, and five golden swords flew out from his palm and merged into a golden sword. The next moment, the sword swept across, cutting off Xuanyan Sanren's neck and several fingers together!
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Ning Daoran's attack only took a few breaths to complete. It was not until the moment when Xuanyan Sanren was killed and his head and storage bag were swept away by a ray of magic and sent into the storage ring that Nian Wuya realized what had happened. This Jianjia Sanren was so powerful, he could actually kill the Xuanyan Sanren who was as cunning as a loach in just a few moves.
His sneak attack methods and psychological calculations are so terrifying!
"Not good!"
Another late-stage Jindan major cultivator from Sangyu Kingdom, Mrs. Ziwei, saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly fired a third-level divine frost talisman. Her body was wrapped in a treasure and she galloped away, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
"..."
Nian Wuya frowned and looked at the Jian Jia Sanren not far away who was wearing a green shirt. He suddenly felt extremely uneasy, wondering if this person would be so eager to kill me that he would kill me too?
(End of chapter)