Chapter 588 Fellow Taoist, I’m sorry!
"Roar~~~"
The other eight heads of Hydra made a tragic hiss, and the huge body, which was like a grinding disc, kept trembling, and the overall breath suddenly dropped. Big block!
True Lord Longji and True Lord Jinghong were very happy.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, so great!"
The True Lord of Longji said in a deep voice: "Please cut off a few more heads to kill this Hydra!"
"Yes."
Ning Daoran mentioned He held the big green dragon and took a moment to reply, and at the same time sent a message: "Fellow Daoist Long Ji, if he killed the Hydra in this way, would Ning make the most contribution? If there was really a Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror, would Ning take the initiative? ”
Suddenly, a sharp look flashed in the eyes of Zhenjun Longji.
"This is natural."
He said in a deep voice: "It was a fellow Taoist who found a way to restrain Hydra, and it also cut off Hydra's head with his own hands. If this monster can be killed, the fellow Taoist's contribution will be the first. Just the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror, even the Hydra's military achievements on the Demon Killing List should be from fellow Taoists."
"So, thank you!"
Ning Daoran Just after I finished speaking, I found that something seemed wrong.
"Huh?"
He turned around suddenly and saw the cut-off snake head rising into the air. At the flat incision, there were strands of root-like tissue constantly squirming, strands of strands of strands of wriggling, strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of The flesh and blood were spreading rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, a huge snake demon body grew again under the head!
Hydra... is divided into two!
Moreover, this new body with a head actually has the mid-stage combat power of the Nascent Soul! "How could this happen?"
Zhenhong Zhenjun was shocked.
"One of the magical powers of Hydra is the clone technique."
The Lord of Dragon Thorn's eyes shivered: "It seems that this Hydra must have reached the God Transformation Stage. Although it has fallen to the Nascent Soul, this ability has been preserved!"
"It's okay, just kill it!"
Ning Daoran held the big green dragon and swept across. When the other four Hydra heads attacked and killed, Ning Daoran directly ignited the fire. A fourth-level low-grade speed talisman turned into a wisp of afterimage and disappeared!
At the same time, three fourth-level mid-grade divine frost talismans were thrown out and hit the Hydra's body. Strands of frost spread and condensed, slightly delaying the attack on the Hydra's heads' body. .
"Go!"
The next moment, one man and one sword were divided into two groups.
Ning Daoran continued to attack the seven-inch position of the clone from the left, and the blood color wrapped around the Blood Drinking Sword was so rich that it was almost pressed down. At this time, the level of the treasure's essence was probably very close to the fifth level. A treasure of form!
"Puff!"
After a splash of blood, the blood-drinking sword penetrated into the body of the Hydra clone, constantly absorbing its blood, and Ning Daoran Combined with the inside and outside, he used a large number of golden silk swords to kill Lingchi!
After less than ten breaths, with the sharpness of the Blood-Drinking Sword, the head of the clone was cut off again!
This time, I won’t be angry anymore, I’m really dead!
Ning Daoran took advantage of the opportunity to add a wisp of soul to the demon-killing token. It was indeed effective. The soul of the clone was also considered a mid-stage killing of the Yuanying! "Come again!" Ning Daoran suddenly turned around and began to attack the second Hydra head.
"That's what it should be!"
True Lord Longji also saw hope and a smile finally appeared on his face.
At this time, his rock python was covered with scars and his body was full of bites and burns, and it was almost time to die.
But the Dragon Thorn True Lord had no choice. He didn't dare to take back the rock python, otherwise the scene would be uncontrollable, and the balance of strength would directly fall to the Hydra.
As for Ning Daoran, Daben Lu was still holding on, while Xiaoqing had already returned to Lingpu Cave Heaven.
She is a paper-stuffed evil spirit in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and it's okay to restrain her a little. If she fights alone, any Hydra's head can crush her strength.
Unfortunately, Xiaobai has not yet condensed the baby, otherwise he would have been a terrifying combat power that is no less than a big stupid deer!
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Soon after, the second and third snake heads were cut off one after another.
The Blood-Drinking Sword made great contributions, and the entire sword body was already red. The reason why Ning Daoran was able to cut off the snake's head so smoothly was nothing more than the contribution of the Blood-Drinking Sword.
Immediately, the two snake heads turned into a middle-stage black snake demon in the Nascent Soul, and were killed by Ning Daoran one after another, sucking out the demon soul and turning it into points on the demon killing list.
Just after the three snake heads were cut down one after another, the Hydra's body became particularly ferocious and charming. The three necks that had lost their heads were still dancing wildly, looking quite creepy.
However, its aura has indeed been reduced to less than half of the previous one, so that the Dragon Thorn True Lord can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Senior brother, Fellow Daoist Ning..."
At this time, Zhenjun Jinghong retreated quickly and vomited blood with a mouthful of blood. After a fierce battle, she was already seriously injured. The impact of Hydra's evil aura and the crushing of spiritual pressure made her injured for a long time. It was just a matter of having to last until now.
"Junior sister!"
Zhenjun Longji gritted his teeth: "You retreat first, and then leave it to me and fellow Daoist Ning."
"Yes, you must be careful..."
Jinghong The True Lord floated away, watching the battle from afar with Ning Mingyu, ready to support him at any time.
"Aoao~~~"
At this time, Big Benlu's body was already shaking, and her neck, legs, and back were bitten by Hydra everywhere. Even the antlers are cracked and even the deer antlers. If the battle continues, the horns will be destroyed and the deer will die.
"Old deer, go back to Lingpu Cave Heaven to heal your wounds!" Ning Daoran slapped Lingpu Cave Heaven and sucked the big stupid deer back. "Come again!"
The big green dragon buzzed, and Ning Daoran rose into the air again, and cooperated with the Blood-Drinking Sword to attack the fourth head of the Hydra.
"Two fools..."
At this time, Hydra's eyes opened and she sneered, "Do you really think you can kill me like this?"
As he said, wisps of green suddenly appeared around Hydra.
"Not good, very poisonous!" The True Lord of Longji hurriedly sacrificed the Dragonji Divine Art to protect his body and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, don't inhale poisonous fog, in addition... these poisonous fogs... It will also erode after contaminating the body! ”
“Don’t worry! ”
Ning Daoran fought again.
Soon after, the fourth head hit the ground with a bang, and was immediately strangled by Ning Daoran and the Blood-Drinking Sword.
At this moment, the middle-stage rock python of the Nascent Soul not far away suddenly whineed. It restrained three snake heads, and its whole body had changed from gray to dark green. It was a drama Signs of poison!
The rock python slowly closed its eyes, with a rather desolate expression.
"Go..."
The true Lord of Longji looked dim and watched the old friend who had been with him for many years die.
In order to kill the Hydra and for the Nine Dragons mirror, the True Lord of Dragon Thorn did pay too much.
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"You still have the thought of the rabbit's death and the fox's grief? It's ridiculous..."
The sound of Hydra suddenly rang.
The next moment, three heads strangled away, and the target was the True Lord of Dragon Thorn! "Not good!"
Zheng Lord Long Ji was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to the air, but he didn't expect the three snake-headed letters to spit out together, and actually wrapped their legs in the air, and then The fourth snake's head opened its bloody mouth and snatched away!
"Puff!"
With a loud bang, the sharp snake teeth bit the transformation of the Dragon Thorn True Lord's Nascent Soul. The blood-colored Nascent Soul quickly appeared cracks and was about to collapse!
Once the Nascent Soul is destroyed, the cultivation of the Dragon Thorn True Lord will also be destroyed!
"Fellow Daoist Ning, save me..."
Suddenly, the True Lord of Longji felt cold from head to toe, and this terrifying sense of dying was like a dark cloud!
"Damn..."
Ning Daoran was shocked. At this time, there was no time to hesitate. He had to grit his teeth and quickly cast out twelve golden silk swords. Suddenly, the "puff puff" sounds continued, and the twelve golden silk swords poked the three snake heads respectively. superior! "Fellow Daoist Ning, you..."
In the distance, Zhenjun Jinghong's heart trembled.
The golden silk swords are Ning Daoran's natal objects. At this moment, in order to save the Dragon Sword True Lord, he no longer has much control over it. He shouted, "Blow it for me!"
"Pushpeng~~~"
There was a loud noise, and twelve golden silk swords exploded, and suddenly three snake heads turned into blood rain.
"Puff..."
Ning Daoran vomited blood, and your vitality was severely damaged.
Although the Golden Wire Sword is only a third-level magic weapon, it is a treasure that has been nurtured for many years with its own vitality. Ning Daoran has been infused with a lot of effort in the Golden Wire Sword. Now the Golden Wire Sword has exploded. Naturally, What is damaged is his own cultivation.
"You..."
The Hydra roared violently and her body twisted violently. At this time, it had only two heads left. It had to release the Dragon Thorn True Lord in its mouth and sneak into the magma.
"Sizi ~~~"
The magma is burning, and the wound on the hydra's broken head is rapidly burning, which must be extremely painful.
"Fellow Daoist Ning..."
True Lord Long Ji was gasping for breath, his face pale, and was almost swallowed by the snake demon at that moment. If Ning Daoran hadn't exploded If you want to save the natal creature, he will definitely die.
"I've written down my life-saving grace..."
"Fellow Daoist Long Ji, you and I will join forces to kill the demon, why be so polite? If Ning is trapped, you will definitely help you. "
"That's exactly!"
...
The Hydra sank into the magma and there was no movement for a while.
Just as Ning Daoran and Zhenjun Longji began to feel uneasy, a ray of precious light suddenly rose from the magma, and then the entire cave was shining brightly.
A powerful treasure essence spread in the air. The slowly floating out of the magma was an ancient bronze mirror. There were real dragons engraved around the bronze mirror, which looked lifelike. There was even a faint dragon roaring in the void.
"Nine...Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror..."
The True Lord of Long Ji looked happy and looked at the treasure that everyone dreamed of intoxicatedly in front of him.
"Yes, it's really the Kowloon Treasure Mirror..."
Ning Daoran was also quite happy.
But at this moment, a voice transmission from Ning Mingyu sounded in Ning Daoran's heart: "Brother, be careful of the True Lord of Dragon Thorn!"
...
"Swish!"
A ray of sword light passed by, directly piercing Ning Daoran's back heart, and the sword blade rushed out from his chest without stopping at all.
"You..."
Ning Daoran staggered and sat on the ground. "Fellow Daoist Ning, the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror is very important to our Pilgrimage Sect, and we can only make this decision!"
The True Lord of Dragon Thorn rushed out with one step, with both hands He opened his arms and grabbed the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I will not destroy your Nascent Soul. I hope you can take care of yourself after escaping from here and don't be enemies with me!"
At this moment, He even felt that he was a good person.
(This chapter ends)