Chapter 473: Too many spiritual stones are also a kind of trouble
"Leave no one alive, kill!"
Following Ning Daoran's order, the entire Ning family army attacked!
"Yoyo~~~"
Amidst the roar of deer that echoed through the sky, the big stupid deer transformed into a five-color deer body hundreds of feet tall, exuding a sacred aura. The moment he raised his hoof and stepped down, his dark energy exploded, and three golden elixir demon cultivators appeared in the air. It exploded into a bloody mist.
White light and shadow flowed, Xiaobai soared into the sky, and a Maple Valley white sheep appeared under his feet. Because half of the evil soul of the white sheep was stripped away and killed, it also had a somewhat sacred aura. The curved horns swayed slightly, Countless thousand-year-old piles turned into spikes and protruded from the ground, piercing the bodies of countless demon cultivators and hanging them in the wind.
"Roar~~"
Amidst the roar, Xiao Heizi snaked out from the clouds above, and instantly stopped in front of a group of fleeing demon cultivators. The moment he opened his bloody mouth was extremely terrifying.
"Not good!"
A group of robbery cultivators were shocked. In the blink of an eye, all their flesh and blood was sucked away, leaving only mummies falling down.
On the ground, a rich green light burst out. The green water turtle's body continued to expand, and the turtle's seal overflowed. The moment the green water turtle rushed forward, the turtle's seal continued to turn into rays of light and shot into the air. In an instant, Killing dozens of demonic cultivators, he then returned to the tortoise shell and turned into a piece of ancient seal writing. Such repeated attacks made a group of demonic cultivators want to die.
In addition, a large number of Class A and Class B paper figures were wreaking havoc in the mountains and forests, not giving any dignity to the Twelve Demon Sects. Their attacks were extremely ruthless, killing them all in their path like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!
Ning Daoran has been in the world of immortality for many years and has already seen through many things. Naturally, he does not have any kindness towards women.
……
"Go upstream!"
When all the losses of the Twelve Demon Sects were exhausted, Ning Daoran stepped onto the river. Waves of water rose up under his feet, carrying him quickly upstream. Behind him, a group of paper figures followed, each one full of murderous intent. .
"Zhizhi~~"
In the water, waves rolled, and there were spiritual beasts walking among them.
"Xiao Heizi, Ning Xiaogui!"
Ning Daoran said in a deep voice: "Leave it to you underwater!"
"Yes, Brother Ran!"
Xiao Heizi turned over and jumped into the water. In the blink of an eye, murderous intent overflowed from below. Countless spiritual beasts raised by the Twelve Demon Sects were transformed into Xiao Heizi's flesh and blood essence. This mutual devouring practice was what it was good at, but Later, he was changed abruptly by Ning Daoran.
Under the water, it's a deep blue.
Ning Daoran frowned, that was Guishui Essence. Ever since Xiao Heizi cultivated Guishui Essence, he has indeed become somewhat invincible. Now he can probably even arm-wrestle with Big Ben Lu and Xiao Bai. There will be time later on when it needs to be hammered in before it gets too complacent.
Soon after, water villages appeared on the upper reaches.
"Not good!"
A monk from the Twelve Demon Sects in the water village yelled: "Isn't that the mountain lord of Bailong Mountain? Why is he not dead yet? He actually led a group of spiritual beasts to attack. What's going on? Didn't the ancestor go to attack Bailong Mountain?" Is it Longshan?”
"Go!"
Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, and a Qiu Shui Sword immediately rose against the water, setting off countless sword energy. The sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff" was endless for a while, and directly smashed all the outer buildings of a water village, and those demons who had no time to escape were The monk was quickly buried in the sword light.
"Kill!"
A group of paper stand-ins rushed towards me like a menacing figure.
At this time, Ning Daoran no longer needed to take action, it could be solved by a group of younger brothers.
As a result, the twelve water fortresses, plus the remnants of the twelve demon sects who remained in the water fortresses, were all destroyed and destroyed, and the Ning family army quickly arrived at the White Dragon Temple.
"Raise the formation, quickly!"
A Blood Soul Sect golden elixir early stage disciple shouted with a heartbroken voice: "The attack on Bailong Mountain has failed. The ancestor has escaped. Hurry up and raise the formation. The master of Bailong Mountain can't break through our third-level mid-level formation." ! ”
The next moment, purple and cyan formation barriers rose up with a "buzzing" sound around the White Dragon Temple. The old demon Lin actually arranged a purple electric blue frost formation as a protective formation for the Blood Soul Gate.
Ning Daoran really didn't pay attention to a mere third-level mid-level formation.
He waved his hand slowly, and a big blue dragon suddenly condensed in his hand. The blood in his body was flowing, and he quickly raised the Dragon Demon's Heart Meridian skill to its peak. He gradually manifested the dragon demon and suddenly waved the spear behind him!
"Buzz!"
The big blue dragon instantly turned into a golden spear hundreds of feet long, and swept it down with Ning Daoran's blow. The power was so majestic that it even bent the magic weapon-level weapon, and the spear glowed It surged and hit the purple lightning blue frost formation hard!
"Peng~~~"
There was a loud noise, the formation buzzed, and along with Ning Daoran's awe-inspiring shot, cracks continued to spread on the formation wall!
happy!
Ning Daoran was secretly happy. He didn't expect that he would reach the point where he could shake the high-level formations single-handedly, so the Dragon Demonic Strength continued to stimulate the grain, and landed one shot at a time!
After five consecutive shots, the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Formation was already crumbling!
"Damn it!"
Within the formation, the eyes of a group of Blood Soul Sect disciples were about to burst.
"This beast has such terrifying physical strength. No wonder it was able to subdue the white dragon demon king. What should we do now? The ancestor is not here and the formation is about to be lost. We are waiting..."
"Oops, this person's tyranny far exceeds our ancestor's expectations. My Blood Soul Sect is dead..."
"Third Elder, you should have a soft word with this Lord Ningshan. Maybe this man's kindness as a woman will let me go..."
... While everyone was shocked, Ning Daoran's sixth shot suddenly fell. Suddenly, the purple electric blue frost formation fell apart and disintegrated directly. Such a majestic formation only blocked Ning Daoran's six shots!
"Fight in and destroy the Blood Soul Gate!"
Ning Daoran's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of troops passed by.
Dabenlu, Xiaobai, and Xiaoheizi, three late-stage golden elixir spirit beasts entered the White Dragon Temple with invincibility. Several demonic monks who resisted were killed almost instantly, while paper figures rolled in from all directions, and the worst They also have the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, and they will kill all the twelve demon sects when they get the order, but they will not show any mercy.
In the blink of an eye, the Blood Soul Sect turned into a purgatory on earth.
"Humph..."
Ning Daoran turned around and saw a figure floating up on the jade steps by the river. It was Xiaoqing.
She devoured at least 30,000 souls in Bailong Mountain, and she did not miss the fighting along the river. The souls of the demon cultivator disciples of the Twelve Demon Sects left in the water stronghold were also devoured. In total, she devoured at least one more soul. Wanshenghun, and at this time, there are at least four to five thousand disciples of the Blood Soul Sect staying in the White Dragon Temple.
In this way, Xiaoqing can swallow at least 45,000 souls in this battle, which is simply a heaven-sent feast.
"If you eat too much, you have to digest it."
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Ning Daoran said: "I'll wait for the day when you will be promoted to Yuan Ying Xie Sui."
"Yes, Master..."
Xiao Qing saluted handsomely: "I will definitely not let you down."
"Go ahead."
"Yes!"
Xiao Qing floated away and rushed towards a group of Blood Soul Sect disciples who were panicking. Then she opened her little cherry mouth and kept saying "ah ah ah ah".
……
Not long after, the Blood Soul Sect was officially destroyed.
Except for Old Demon Lin who escaped, almost no one else could escape.
At this time, what was in front of Ning Daoran was the years of savings of the Blood Soul Sect and the Twelve Demon Sect.
These demonic cultivators were originally carnivorous immortal cultivators. Tribulation cultivators may not be demonic cultivators, but demonic cultivators must be tribulation cultivators. The treasure troves of the Blood Soul Sect and the Twelve Demon Sects are not generally deep.
Ning Daoran groaned and smiled happily: "Move them all back to Bailong Mountain, and I will take care of things later."
"Yes, sir!"
Xiaobai waved his hand and directed everyone to move things.
The big stupid deer opened its mouth, sucked thousands of treasure boxes into its mouth and hid them in the stomach space, and then spit them out after returning. It was extremely safe and the transportation safety was comparable to that of the postal service.
A group of paper figures laughed loudly and quickly used their magic power to lift the treasure boxes one by one. Some paper figures had storage bags hanging around their waists. Of course, these are the treasures of Bailong Mountain, and they will be available in an endless supply in the future. They gathered at Ning Daoran's place.
In the evening, Bailong Mountain.
The war ceased, and the Wuzhou Demonic Path was almost wiped out in one battle.
In the cave of the mountain master, Ning Daoran was sipping tea by himself. On the side, Xiaobai held a book in his hand and said: "My servant has calculated clearly. A total of more than four million spiritual stones were obtained in this battle, of which the Blood Soul Sect accounted for half. In addition, There are also more than 20 magic weapons, more than 20,000 spiritual weapons, and more than 100,000 magical weapons, all of which have been stored in the treasure house of Bailong Mountain.”
“Not bad.”
Ning Daoran said: "Don't put the spiritual stones in the treasure house. It's troublesome to move them. Move them all to the Lingpu Cave. The things in the Lingpu Cave are the only things we can take away."
"Yes, sir!"
Xiaobai Liwu smiled slightly.
Ning Daoran took a sip of tea and felt quite confident. Now he really has no shortage of money. He owns nearly ten million spiritual stones, and Liuhua Island far away in Xia Kingdom has a steady stream of income every year. When I return to Liuhua Island, I can happily work as a charterer again.
The days of cultivating immortals are getting more and more comfortable.
Moreover, money makes it easier to do things. In the future, you will have to refine more formations, especially the Falling Star Formation. At least ten of them must be refined. In this way, when you encounter a monk who is stronger than yourself and you really have to kill him, kill him. Even if he doesn't die, he will be crushed to death with a formation.
Needless to say, having money is great...
When he thought of this, Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes and smiled so hard that he almost couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
After the Blood Soul Sect and the Twelve Demon Sects were completely wiped out, Bailong Mountain entered a period of peace.
Ning Daoran once again retreated to hone his cultivation and practice the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. At the same time, he sent paper men to continuously collect information about the water flow of Bailong River to prepare for the future sacrifice of Yijiang Essence.
……
So, five years passed in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran is 355 years old. Although his cultivation has been infinitely close to the golden elixir perfection, he is still not at all proud and complacent. He works hard and never forgets his original intention!
"Mountain Master!"
Outside the cave, Xu Jian, the head of the Xu family, arrived and said respectfully: "There is a Jindan monk outside the mountain who wants to see him. He calls himself a Deep Blue Sanren. He says he wants to see the mountain master and has something extremely important to ask for advice."
(End of chapter)