Chapter 390 Fulong Tianyuan
Three days later.
Ning Daoran wore a green shirt and floated away from True Lord Liuyun's treasure boat.
"Little friend Ning."
Lin Tiannan, who was sitting at the edge of Fulong Tianyuan, slowly stood up and said, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded. At this time, Yimu Divine Ruler has been refined, full of mana, and has reached its peak state.
"Nephew Ning Xian."
The Seven-Star True Lord's eyes were misty and he said bluntly: "It is extremely dangerous to enter Fulong Tianyuan. If you change your mind at this time, we will never force others to make it difficult."
Lin Tiannan and True Lord Liuyun nodded in unison.
"Thank you for your concern, uncle."
Ning Daoran clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, as long as the real dragon doesn't reborn from nirvana, I'm more than 90% sure to escape unscathed."
"That true dragon has fallen for thousands of years and will definitely never be reborn."
True Lord Liuyun smiled and said: "But little friend Ning, you still have to be more careful. The true dragon corpse is one of the most exciting treasures in the world. There may be other existences at the bottom of the abyss. If anything happens, The kid retreated immediately without hesitation.”
"Okay."
Ning Daoran waved his left hand slightly, and suddenly wisps of Evergreen Jue aura lingered around him. He floated up and stepped into the sky above Tianyuan, saying: "Ning is gone, please relax, three seniors."
"I wish you all the best!"
The next second, Ning Daoran's body fell sharply!
……
The wind blew violently, and countless Wu earth essences rushed towards my face.
The moment Ning Daoran sank into the Fulong Tianyuan, he could no longer breathe the outside air. The Wutu essence filled in the air was derived from the bones of the true dragon. If the human monks forcibly refined it, they might lose their lives. On the contrary, the gain outweighs the loss.
"Hu~~~"
Ning Daoran ran the Eternal Evergreen Secret Art and quickly entered the inner breathing. The power of eternal greenness in his body was rolling around, and countless fresh air was generated on its own, which was enough to support his breathing needs. However, under the rejection of the Evergreen Secret Art, the Wutu spirits around him were All the energy was squeezed out, making it impossible to get close.
As the body fell, the Wutu essence became stronger and stronger, and the pressure of the Wutu essence became stronger and stronger.
Ning Daoran felt as if his whole body was buried in deep sand. If his cultivation was poor, his body would be crushed in the blink of an eye.
He frowned, and couldn't help but use a large amount of Evergreen Technique to protect the outer layer of his body. The blood in the depths of his body also surged. The seventeen-layer Dragon Demon Heart Sutra hummed continuously, and wisps of dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin. This move is equivalent to giving yourself a double insurance. Even if the Evergreen Art cannot withstand it, at least you will have the support of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.
At this time, after Ning Daoran released his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that the Wutu essence was too strong, and his powerful golden elixir spiritual consciousness could not explore ten steps away!
As a result, the connection with the three Nascent Soul cultivators above has been completely severed. Only the formation flag stuck on the waist is still continuously absorbing wood attribute spiritual energy from the outside world.
Four thousand feet deep!
Ning Daoran's body fell sharply, and his whole body was wrapped in the rich power of the Evergreen Secret. At this time, the pressure of the Wutu essence became even stronger, and a sizzling sound came from the surface of the body, spreading all over the outermost layer of the Evergreen Secret. The mana is constantly being wiped out by the Wutu essence, and the mana must be constantly circulated in the body to replenish it, otherwise the entire body will soon be eroded and swallowed by the Wutu essence.
"It's a bit awesome..."
He frowned slightly and increased the mana of the twenty-fourth layer of Evergreen Technique rolling in his body by 10% again.
The strong wind howled in his ears, and Ning Daoran soon smelled a strange aura. In addition to the Wutu essence in the Fulong Tianyuan, he seemed to also smell a wisp of demonic aura that came with the wind. .
‘Could it be that the real dragon has really been reborn from nirvana? ’
His heart skipped a beat, but he overturned this idea in a flash.
If a true dragon is really resurrected and appears in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Realm, it is estimated that the entire human world will be in chaos. The existence of a true dragon... has a high probability of completely surpassing the level of the God Transformation stage, and is a dominant existence in the human world. , if it really existed, it would have been in chaos long ago!
At this time, with the roar of the wind, he had reached the depth of 5,000 feet in Fulong Tianyuan!
The Wutu essence in the depths of the Tianyuan became more and more intense, and the pressure from all directions around it increased sharply. Ning Daoran had to increase the mana of the Evergreen Art by another 10% to resist the oppression of the outside world.
"Chirp——"
Suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the abyss, followed by an extremely strong demonic aura that overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth!
"Not good!"
Ning Daoran's heart trembled, knowing that there was no such peace in Fulong Tianyuan. He suddenly looked up and saw something rushing out of the rich orange-yellow Wutu essence like breaking through clouds and waves. It was actually a pair of wings. A giant bird with a length of about five meters spread out, and this giant bird is enveloped in wood-attributed demonic energy. It is at the late stage of the Golden Core, and is only one step away from the fourth-level demonic beast!
"It's a wood hornbill!" Xiaobai said solemnly in the Lingpu Cave: "Sir, the aura of this wood hornbill is extremely strong. Its wood-attribute essence can naturally restrain the Wu earth essence in Fulong Tianyuan. , so it can be here To survive, this hornbill should be one of the guarding monsters of Fulong Tianyuan. The first-class paper man left it alone, but it came when the master came in person. Do you need a slave to take action? "
"I can handle it myself."
Ning Daoran's body suddenly leaned back, and he saw the sharp claws of the hornbill flying past the tip of its nose. At the same time, Ning Daoran opened his five fingers, and the dragon demon energy surged, turning into a dragon claw. He grabbed the tail of the wood hornbill fiercely, and with a twist of his body, he threw it against the stone wall nearby, and the bird's feathers suddenly flew away.
“Chirp~~~”
The wood hornbill became ferocious, its eyes turned from wood green to blood red in the blink of an eye, its beak opened, its tongue flicked wildly, and suddenly a mouthful of evil aura with a strong fishy smell came to its face.
Ning Daoran had already ignited a third-level divine speed talisman, and his body avoided the impact of the evil energy in one move. At the same time, golden flying swords flew out of his body and went straight towards the wood hornbill.
The hornbill was furious. The moment it opened its wings, blood surged all over its body. The body actually continued to expand. In less than three breaths, it surged ten times. The body was already overwhelming. A pair of sharp claws fell from the sky and grabbed it hard. , making a gesture to capture Ning Daoran's body in one fell swoop.
"What a beautiful thought!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed, a golden light bloomed between his eyebrows, a roll of crystal clear bamboo slips flew out, and opened in the air with a "swish". The bamboo slips continued to expand and grew, and in an instant they turned into a huge ancient treasure cage. The woody hornbill was imprisoned in it, and the words that had been refined on the bamboo slips emerged one by one, imprisoning the woody hornbill to death.
"Tweet!"
The hornbill went crazy and flapped its wings desperately. The scattered feathers turned into sharp cones and hit the writing cage with a "puff puff". The sharp claws also scratched down wantonly. Unfortunately, the green bamboo scroll is an ancient treasure. The defensive power is super strong. Over the years, Ning Daoran has regarded it as a life object and nourished it with its own vitality. It is not generally strong and cannot move at all under the fierce attack of the wood hornbill.
"Go!"
Ning Daoran picked up the sword technique, and the twenty-four golden silk swords flew out together, controlled by the Return to Nature level Liangyi Sword Intent, like a wandering dragon crisscrossing in the cage of the green bamboo scroll, constantly on the body of the wood hornbill. Leaving holes and wounds.
"This fellow Taoist!"
As the injuries became more and more serious, the hornbill kept fluttering its wings to avoid the attack of the golden sword, while uttering the words: "It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Fellow Taoists must have come to Fulong Tianyuan to seek the Dharma. It's the same for me. If this is the case, why bother fighting for life? I hope my fellow Taoist will be put on the next horse, and I will repay you with the ring and grass in the future!"
"Oh?"
Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't believe this kind of words even during the Qi refining stage. What's more, the other party was a demon clan, and he couldn't even believe a punctuation mark. If he was allowed to leave, this kind of demon bird would once If there is an opportunity, he will not hesitate to deal a fatal blow to himself.
"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true. I don't want to fight you to the death!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently and said: "This green bamboo cage is a Confucian thing. I can't fully grasp it, so I can only let go of the top corner and let the fellow Taoist leave by himself through the gap. If When we meet again in Fulong Tianyuan, I hope that fellow Taoist will remember my kindness, and if possible, I will help you!”
"That's natural!"
The hornbill was ecstatic, with a flash of light in its eyes. It has been in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years, and it has never encountered such an easy-to-deceive golden elixir monk. It also has no idea how this kid reached the middle stage of golden elixir cultivation.
As for what happens next... Naturally, I will find an opportunity to strangle him completely. This person possesses the evergreen art of perfection, and the flesh and blood essence in his body is a great tonic for him!
"In that case, thank you so much, fellow Taoist."
The wood hornbill flapped its wings, its body covered in bruises whirled around, and flew out from the small gap at the top of the green bamboo scroll!
However, the moment it flew out!
"Whoosh!"
A wisp of blood-colored silk thread suddenly passed over the gap, so that although the body of the wood hornbill was still fluttering its wings and flying upward, its head had been separated from the body.
"Oops..."
The mind of the hornbill went blank, and he was filled with hatred before his death. He was so cunning and hateful!
……
Ning Daoran patted the storage bag and put the body of the wood hornbill into his bag. Among other things, those third-order high-grade wood attribute natal feathers are a good thing. They are the best of the third-order formation and the third-order flying puppet. Excellent main material!
The body continues to fall.
The moment he sank to a depth of six thousand feet, Ning Daoran frowned. At this time, even the Eternal Evergreen Jue felt a little strenuous, so he input a wisp of wood-attribute mana into Yimu Divine Ruler without hesitation. middle.
“Buzz~~~”
The Yimu Divine Ruler's light surged, and with a "swish" it exploded into a jade-green ruler that was dozens of feet high and low. In an instant, the pressure of the Wutu essence that Ning Daoran endured was weakened by at least half!
It is indeed a treasure, but the fourth-level spiritual treasure is different!
Ning Daoran's eyes lit up, but he felt a little regretful in his heart. This thing was lent to him by True Lord Seven Stars, not a gift. It was really a pity!
……
Soon after, the Wutu essence coming from all directions became stronger and stronger, and the sense of oppression increased sharply.
At this time, Ning Daoran had already penetrated eight thousand feet into the Fulong Tianyuan. Just when he frowned and habitually released his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings but could not detect a few meters away, suddenly there was an air full of Wutu essence flowing out. There was a sound of breaking wind, and then sections of green stalagmites poked out from the clouds and mist, strangling them like tentacles!
(End of chapter)