Chapter 638 Siege of the Dark Dragon
The dark dragon gradually showed its ferocious light, its blood and energy luster appeared faintly, and its throat was even more fiery red. Ning Daoran confronted the dragon monsters many times, and he was very clear about the signs of this attack!
"Be careful, it will attack!"
However, Ning Daoran's warning was still a little late.
"Roar~~~"
Accompanied by the roar, the Dark Dragon opened its bloody mouth, and a dark dragon flame spewed out of its mouth, swept across it directly. None of the more than ten Golden Pill monks who were the first to be blasted were spared, and all turned into ashes in the dragon flame.
"Guixu Sword Formation, hold it back!"
Longque Sanren shouted, and then the dark dragon twisted and swept the dark dragon flames in his mouth towards several Guixu Sword Formations not far away.
For a moment, countless sword cultivators who formed the sword formation were full of determination, and their sword intent blew, so that the aura of the sword formation became more and more intense, and the buzzing sounds continued, and they were about to shake the dragon flame.
"Boom boom boom boom~~~"
With the loud noise, the dark dragon flames collided with the sword formation. At the moment of contact, all the sword cultivators looked shaking. Then the dragon flames swept across, leaving an extremely terrifying burning mark on the sword formation. At the same time, about 20% of the sword cultivators who formed the sword formation immediately vomited blood and their faces were pale!
"No!"
Ning Tianyi's eyes cold: "The sword formation cannot deal with the dark dragon. All the fellow Taoists in the Nascent Soul stage join forces to suppress this dragon!"
As he said, Ning Tianyi swept out and turned into a huge phantom and fell from the sky. He stepped on a blood-red magic plate and suppressed it hard on the back of the dark dragon.
"Peng——"
The earth trembled violently, and the dark dragon also trembled all over. The five sharp claws suddenly sank for more than a few feet, but their physical strength was too strong. Wild wisps of mist appeared on the surface of their body, and they resisted Ning Tianyi's attack. They had the spare force to flip their body, and slapped the magic plate with one claw, followed by a mouthful of dark dragon flames!
Ning Tianyi hurriedly sacrificed a spiritual treasure-level bone shield, and the dragon flame immediately hit the bone shield, pressing Ning Tianyi's body backwards.
"Go!"
On the other side, two old men in the late stage of Nascent Soul each sacrificed their magic weapons, and two "pengpeng" sounds hit the side of the Dark Dragon. In addition, more than twenty Nascent Soul mid-stage Nascent Soul attacked left and right, and various magic weapons and spiritual treasures flew to attack the Dark Dragon together.
"Go!"
Ning Daoran also released the Fire God Sword, turned into a wisp of flame and slashed at the ankle of the Dark Dragon, trying to cut its sharp claws horizontally.
"A bunch of ants!"
The dark dragon fell into rage, and the blood light surged. The sound of skeletons in its body was further strengthened. The dragon energy in its body was as strong as if it was about to be pressed down. Its body was winding, with a wisp of suppression of the Heavenly Dao, its tail suddenly swung over, and it actually flew through the void, sucking hard on the bone shield of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Peng——"
In an instant, the bone shield was broken, and the unknown early-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul immediately turned into a bloody rain, and he could not even withstand the attack of the Dark Dragon!
"Friends of Taoism!"
Ning Tianyi pinched his hands with his hands, and while the long sword turned into a ray of light and rushed out, he said in a deep voice: "This dark dragon does not belong to the human world at all. Although it only has the aura of the late Nascent Soul stage, it has the combat power comparable to the transformation of the gods. You must be careful!"
"Buzz~~~"
In the air, two shuttles and several roulettes rotated, which was the work of two late Nascent Soul cultivators.
Zhenjun Du'er raised his hand to sacrifice the Seven Treasures Heavenly Umbrella. The umbrella cover suddenly rotated into clouds and smoke, turning into wisps of thunder, wind blades, flames, and frost swept over, raging around the body of the dark dragon.
"Go!"
Zhengjun Liuyun did not approach him, but took out more than a dozen array flags and threw them out one by one. Suddenly, every three array flags formed a small triangle formation, turning into continuous formation forces that continuously entangled the claws of the dark dragon.
The other great monks took action one by one, and even Ning Mingyu released the Sea-covered Sword Formation.
For a moment, around the long body of the dark dragon, the Yuanying Dharma images soared into the sky, as if a group of saints were slaughtering demons.
…
"Roar!"
The dark dragon shouted softly, and suddenly a spiritual pressure comparable to the God Transformation Stage was overwhelming and suppressed in all directions!
"Stop it!"
Ning Tianyi suddenly swung a sword, and at the same time he also used a divine spiritual pressure to fight, but he did not expect that the Dark Dragon's spiritual pressure would be thicker, and he actually overwhelmed it and continued to spread in all directions.
Ning Daoran was the first to be affected, and felt that his magic power and blood energy were suddenly suffocated, but that was the case. The Eternal Green Art and the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra rolled in, and the spiritual pressure was suppressed and rushed away within half a breath!
But it was not easy for a group of middle and early stage monks in the Nascent Soul stage, especially in the early stage of Nascent Soul stage. Many people were directly attacked by this strand of spiritual pressure and bleeding from their mouths and noses, which was extremely miserable.
At this moment, the Dark Dragon suddenly turned its head, and a mouthful of dark dragon flames spewed out, heading straight for Ning Mingyu, who was controlling the sea-covered sword formation. It seemed that it could sense the bloodline of the human race, knowing that this woman was the daughter of Ning Tianyi, the culprit.
"Mingyu!"
Ning Tianyi was shocked, but he was too far away, and he was taken care of by the spiritual pressure of the Dark Dragon. At this time, his body was locked and he could not teleport and save people at all.
But at this moment, a ray of thunder burst out, Ning Daoran hugged Ning Mingyu's slender waist, and the next moment he pushed it away quickly.
"Mingyu, retreat!"
Ning Daoran suddenly raised his hand and threw Ning Mingyu out. He turned around and saw the dark dragon shook the attack of two flying swords, and took advantage of the momentum and shot down hard towards Du'er Zhenjun's abdomen. "Scared?!" Du'er Zhenjun hurriedly sacrificed a silver shield, but he could not resist it. The silver shield of the low-grade spiritual treasure level was instantly shaken open, leaving a trace of a tragic dragon claw on the surface. At the same time, his body was shaken open by the dragon gang, and when his throat was sweet, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The dark dragon is too strong, so even the mid-stage major cultivator of the Nascent Soul cannot stand firm and face the front. One encounter is either dead or injured!
At this moment, a ray of fiery red luster in the air spread out instantly. "Brother Ning..."
Zhenjun Du'er was slightly happy and knew that he would not die.
In the air, a huge dragon magic figure stretched across. Ning Daoran stood in the Dharma figure, and his blood and energy soared. The big blue dragon in his hand was injected with a large amount of magic power and then "buzzed" and slashed from the sky with a fierce shot, slashing straight towards the head of the dark dragon!
Secret technique! The Vermillion Bird Destroys the World!
"Pushpeng~~~"
The overwhelming gun light fell, which directly made the dark dragon feel a little pain. It suddenly opened its left eye and Ning Daoran's whole body trembled, as if he was immobilized.
Not good, it was a blow to the divine thought!
This magical power that is extremely similar to the soul-suppressing technique is so fierce. Even if Ning Daoran is prepared, he was still hit!
"Not good!"
In the air, Ning Tianyi watched the dark dragon about to pounce on Ning Daoran, and immediately his whole body was buoyed. Suddenly, a golden Dharma image rose from behind Ning Tianyi, and he looked at the sky with a bit arrogant look and looking down at all!
The Dharma image of transformation of gods!
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Everyone was shocked!
At this time, Ning Tianyi didn't care about so much, and directly used the power of the God Transformation Stage. The Dharma Image raised his hand, spread his five fingers and fell down fiercely. With a loud "boom", he pressed the huge head of the dark dragon and pressed it heavily on the ground. For a moment, the earth shook violently, and countless dust and flying stones fell from the sky.
"Roar~~~"
Amid the pain of the dark dragon, Ning Tianyi raised his right hand, and a long spiritual treasure-level sword fell from the sky. With a "puff" sound, it pierced a little dragon scales and pierced through the skull of the dark dragon. "City Lord, do a beautiful job!" Many monks were overjoyed.
"No..."
However, Ning Daoran found a trace of afterimage appeared behind the dark dragon's neck, as if it was its shadow.
"Lord Ning, be careful!"
He hurriedly warned, and at the same time, a "slap" sound turned into a ray of lightning, and stabbed a fierce shot into one of the dark dragon's eyes.
The sudden change occurred suddenly, Ning Daoran's insight was not wrong. The shadow behind the dark dragon's neck suddenly separated from his body magically and turned into a second head. His bloody mouth opened, and with a "puff" sound, he bit one of Ning Tianyi's arm. The head swayed and tore it wildly, and instantly tore off the arm!
"Puff..."
Ning Tianyi vomited blood, and the magic method of transforming the gods began to shaking.
At the same time, Ning Daoran also stabbed the dark dragon into the eyes with a fierce shot.
Secret technique! The green dragon whirls!
The gun light swung, and the "puff" turned the entire right eye of the Dark Dragon into a ball of mud and flesh. "Go!" Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed the blood-drinking sword penetrated into the injured eye socket of the dark dragon, drinking the dragon's blood!
"It's still wrong..."
Although it seemed that the Blood-Drinking Sword pierced into the other party's eyes, Ning Daoran realized that the situation was not as smooth as expected. The Blood-Drinking Sword seemed to drink dragon blood, but its treasure essence did not increase at all!
This shows that the dark dragon has long been not a real body, but in fact it has no blood! "Roar!"
The dark dragon's head swung suddenly, and a mouthful of dark dragon flames spewed out!
Ning Daoran was the first to take the blame and directly sacrificed the Earth Golden Cauldron without thinking!
"Peng——"
The earth-gold tripod was impacted and turned into a afterimage, and led Ning Daoran to hit the rock wall hundreds of feet away. "Friends of Taoism, follow Ning to kill demons and subdue demons!" Ning Tianyi once again sacrificed the magic form of transforming the gods. Although the magic form was already shaky, he did not retain it at all.
"A group of ants is really ridiculous!"
The Dark Dragon sneered, turned around suddenly, and launched a divine attack directly. Suddenly, an old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul stood there blankly, unable to move, and his eyes were confused.
The next moment, the dark dragon flame swept across, and the body of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was suddenly destroyed and turned into dust.
Everyone had no time to stop, including Ning Tianyi.
"Keepbell Fellow!"
Someone shouted sadly.
This person is the Master of the Yuanying Superficial Kettlebell from Sangyu Kingdom. A great monk who enjoys a high reputation in the Qinzhou area, but he does not want to be in such a tragic sacrifice in this Nine Nether City.
"Avenge fellow Taoist kettlebell!"
A group of Nascent Soul monks were deeply saddened and rushed towards the dark dragon from all directions.
(This chapter ends)