Chapter 379 Master Nanhua
“Fellow Taoists, protect my Kunpeng Immortal City!”
Lin Tiannan’s voice echoed, descending like the sound of heaven. At the same time, a golden Luan flew over the city. He opened his wings, with a wingspan of dozens of feet, and then turned into a sharp sword energy and struck hard outside the city.
"Boom~~~"
A group of crimson demons were blown to pieces, and the golden luan was flying in the sky, constantly strangled outside the city.
The Golden Luan Sword, a fourth-level low-grade spiritual treasure, is the natal spiritual treasure of the city lord Lin Tiannan. Many people are eager to see the legendary Jin Luan Sword. Until this moment, Lin Tiannan used the natal magical power of the Golden Luan Sword, which shocked countless monks in the city. people!
The power of heaven and earth of the great monks in the Nascent Soul Stage is truly enviable.
"Aura Cannon!"
Chen Liang gave the order, and suddenly a mechanism slowly rose up behind the city wall, turning into turrets that were much higher than the battlements. A door was erected above the turret. The bright cannons are said to be the work of some top weapon refiners, and each spiritual light cannon costs at least 100,000 spiritual stones!
The next moment, the sound of shelling started one after another!
The twelve spiritual light cannons spit out tongues of fire at the same time. The shells passed through the one-way barrier of the Three Flowers Qingluan Formation and shot to the outside world. They suddenly turned into fiery red flowers and bloomed. This explosive power of pure spiritual power was extremely terrifying. Even if the Jiang Demon, which can swallow the five elements of spiritual power, is hit directly, it will be blown into pieces.
Ning Daoran frowned. He had also heard some secrets about the spiritual light cannon. It is said that each shell is worth twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, which means that each cannon is worth two thousand spiritual stones. !
In the border battle that year, the scene of this kind of aura cannon bombardment can be imagined how costly it was.
Thanks to Lin Tiannan, the master of Kunpeng Immortal City, who is not short of money. He has scraped a lot of money from the monks in the city over the years, otherwise he would not be able to fight even one such war!
The Three Flowers Qingluan Formation is a one-way defensive formation. The monks on the city wall also used magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and bursts to attack the outside of the city. For a time, the outside of the south city of Kunpeng Fairy City was extremely gorgeous. , countless lights intertwined together.
However, after many Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage monks bombarded them indiscriminately, not only were the Crimson Demons outside the city unscathed, but they became even more energetic!
If the mana intensity is too low, the five-element mana attack is equivalent to charging the Jiang Demon, which naturally won't work.
Lin Tiannan looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
If you want to forcibly kill Jiang Mo, you must at least reach the late stage of Jin Dan. Many attacks against Jiang Mo in the middle stage of Jin Dan cannot overflow and cannot cause any damage at all.
“Go!”
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently, and the twelve golden swords burst out of the body, turning into a dense rain of swords and flying out of the city, quickly baptizing among the crowd of crimson demons outside the city. Each sword contained the power of chaos, killing people. Get up and still chop melons and vegetables.
However, he did not act too eye-catching. Every once in a while, he would withdraw his flying sword and sit cross-legged on the city wall to meditate to restore his mana.
......
This fierce battle seemed to last for a long time. In the afternoon, the reinforcements Lin Tiannan mentioned were still missing.
Ning Daoran slowly opened his eyes, and the mana in his body was filled again, so he used the golden silk sword to kill outside the city again. At the same time, he gently touched the fingers of his left hand, and suddenly a wisp of blood red Silk threads appeared under the city, along the formation barriers, and suddenly swept past the outside world!
"Kakakakakaka~~~"
In an instant, countless crimson demons were cut off at the waist, and then the two bodies continued to spasm, and were gradually burned away by the magic power of chaos.
“Huh?”
Ning Daoran was slightly shocked, but he didn’t expect that Linglongsi’s kill would have such a miraculous effect!
There are dense crimson demons outside the city, and the attack range of the spiritual cage silk is wider, which is more effective than the golden silk sword!
He was ecstatic, but also a little worried. When he transformed into a Jian Jia Sanren, he often used the spirit cage silk to kill people. If someone saw through it...
What else could he do? If he saw through it, he would see through it!
Jianjia San people killed a large number of Sangyu Kingdom Daxiu in the secret territory of Jinghua Shuiyue, and they have long been cleared. In today's Xia Kingdom Immortal World, whoever mentions Jianjia San people must not give a thumbs up!
The most important thing is... Ning Daoran feels that there is no need for him to be stubborn. As long as he does not provoke enemies in the Nascent Soul stage and the God Transformation stage, his cultivation level can basically go sideways in the world of immortality.
“咝咝~~~”
Outside the city, not only were countless crimson demons attacking the formation's roots, but the all-pervasive black tide was also constantly eroding. At a certain moment, Ning Daoran discovered that there was a sign of loosening on the barrier of the Sanhua Qingluan formation in a short section ahead. It seems that a small amount of black tide material has seeped in from the gaps in the formation.
Sure enough, even the third-order high-grade formation cannot withstand the long-term gnawing of the black tide.
He immediately played a transmission note to Lin Tiannan in the distance.
"Senior Lin, the roots of the Sanhua Qingluan Formation have begun to loosen, and the black tide is eroding the formation plates and formation flags. According to the current progress, the formation will be breached around dusk."< br>
“Is it really that fast?” Lin Tiannan was surprised.
"The junior is a third-level formation master himself, how could he deceive the senior?"
"I know..."
Lin Tiannan stopped talking and seemed helpless.
......
In the evening, wisps of black material clung to the outer wall of the formation. The entire Sanhua Qingluan Formation was riddled with holes, and the roots of the formation deep underground "weeded" There was a "sizzling" sound, and the condensed barrier was also flashing, and it seemed that the entire collapse was already in sight.
"The formation is about to be destroyed!"
In the city, an old man with white beard and hair shouted sadly: "I have practiced in Kunpeng Immortal City for more than three hundred years and have long regarded this place as my home. Could it be that Immortal City Is it really going to be destroyed?”
“Once the fairy city is destroyed, where will we go?”
The monks in the city looked determined.
“We and Kunpeng Fairy City will live and die together. The city is here and the people are there, but the city is broken and people will perish!”
Many monks also expressed their opinions. After all, many of their shops and foundations are in Kunpeng Immortal City, and they have long been closely tied to the interests of this Immortal City. If the Immortal City is breached, they will lose everything.
Ning Daoran frowned, he knew that old man.
Nanhua Zhenren, a late-stage Jindan master, is a highly respected senior figure in Kunpeng Immortal City. During the Battle of Liuhua Island, Nanhua Zhenren once killed the mid-stage Jindan Overhaul of Sangyu Kingdom. He had outstanding military exploits and was indeed a A great monk who has deep feelings for Kunpeng Immortal City.
"Fellow Daoist Ning."
Not far away, Chen Liang's mana was exhausted, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Once the formation is broken, Daoist Ning doesn't have to worry too much. It's time to leave. Just leave. There is no need to say that the city is still there and the people are there. I think if the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood. As long as the people are still there, even if the fairy city is destroyed, it can be rebuilt, right?”
"What Fellow Daoist Chen said is absolutely true!" Ning Daoran believed deeply: "But...is the city lord really going to give up the fairy city?"
"Not really."
Chen Liangdao: "It's just that Nancheng can't be defended anymore. After Nancheng is completely captured, the protective barrier of Nantian Palace will be opened, and it may be possible to resist the black tide for a while."
Ning Daoran nodded and then No more words were spoken.
......
In the evening, the sun sets.
“Zizi!”
During a violent earthquake, the roots of the Three Flowers Qingluan Formation were completely eroded. In the eyes of everyone in shock, a whole blue city barrier " "Shua" disappeared completely, and there was no longer a barrier in front of me!
“Ga~~~”
Outside the city, countless Jiang Demons let out sharp roars.
“Fuck!”
Ning Daoran hooked his finger, and the bloody thread swept across the outside of the city, strangling dozens of Jiang Demons in an instant. He quickly retreated and at the same time moved the spirit cage The silk was withdrawn, but more than a dozen golden silk swords flew out of the body, and the Liangyi Sword Art was used. While retreating, he continued to attack the crimson demons that were pouring into the city like a tide.
“Retreat slowly!”
Lin Tiannan’s voice came from the air.
At this time, the monks in the Qi refining and foundation building stages in the Nancheng area have basically withdrawn into the inner city and entered the jurisdiction of Nantian Palace. Those who stayed in Nancheng were basically the Golden elixir monks.
Wherever the black tide passes, everything turns into powder.
Shops and houses collapsed after being contaminated by the black tide. Even the road surface was eroded and collapsed continuously. The scene was extremely scary.
"Fellow Taoist Nanhua, retreat!"
Ning Daoran suddenly used several flying swords to kill more than ten crimson demons that were attacking Nanhua Zhenren.
"Friend Daoist Ning, thank you..."
Master Nanhua turned around, his eyes full of sorrow, and said with a smile: "My life is about to end. I have to watch so many young monks die fighting for the immortal city. I am still alive." How can I survive if I am so long like this?"
"You..."
Ning Daoran gritted his teeth and said nothing more. Kill and retreat.
"Ning Xiaoyou..."
Master Nanhua's voice followed the wind, and he said with a smile: "I once practiced a method of self-exploding golden elixir. Although I have never used it, I am very attracted to it. Today, I invite you to have a look at this secret technique!"
Self-explosion golden elixir? !
Ning Daoran’s head was buzzing.
In the world of immortality, there is indeed a saying that the golden elixir is self-exploding, but this golden elixir is not exploded by anyone who wants to. Otherwise, wouldn’t the ancestors of every family have to explode it before dying in battle?
The so-called self-destruction golden elixir requires the practice of certain secret techniques to complete, but how many people will actually practice this method of death?
Master Nanhua has always had a high prestige in Kunpeng Immortal City. It is really disappointing that he finally chose to end his life in such an extreme way.
......
In the distance, the black tide poured into the city, and half of the Nancheng District was covered in an instant.
On the city wall, there are still wisps of golden elixir mana wrapped around the magic weapon flying. Nanhua Zhenren stood on a turret, using a flying sword to continuously chop at the densely packed crimson demons. There were countless crimson demon statues all around. It was like a swarm of ants surrounding him.
“Buzz~~~”
Suddenly, Ning Daoran's golden elixir resonated slightly.
In the distance, a golden glow blooms in the darkness of dusk.
"Boom——"
The loud noise instantly spread throughout the Kunpeng Fairy City, and the golden shimmer turned into a fiery red sun, instantly evaporating countless black tides and crimson demons , almost everything within a few miles was swallowed up!
"Senior Nanhua..."
"Ancestor!"
"Fellow Taoist Nanhua..."
In the air, countless monks looked back, some burst into tears, and some were lamenting.
......
"Everyone, retreat into Nantian Palace and activate the second level of restriction!"
Lin Tiannan's voice came from the air, sounding so cold.
Ning Daoran felt at ease. In a world of great strife, some people live in an ignoble existence, some die generously, and some strategize. These are normal.
He no longer hesitated, turned into a flash of light and retreated to Nantian Palace.
(End of this chapter)