Chapter 120 Lingcang Silk
The tender golden bamboo forest rose up, and the sword intent in the formation suddenly tightened! "Buzz——"
Twelve flying swordfish swam back and forth, heading straight for Ouyang Po! "How dare you, you brat!"
With a roar, Ouyang Po brought out a silver round shield. Suddenly, twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords kept hitting the round shield, splashing out a series of dazzling sparks.
The entire formation was filled with murderous aura, with wisps of green light flying around. Even a strand of hair would be quickly cut into several pieces if it floated into the formation! In a moment, more than a dozen corpses were smashed to pieces.
Ning Daoran deliberately kept the refined corpse of Wen Zichen, wanting to leave him an intact corpse.
"Everyone!"
Outside the formation, Ning Daoran's eyes were cold.
Suddenly, two A-grade paper figures and a bunch of B-grade paper figures rushed into the formation from all directions and headed straight for the ancestor of the Tiansha Sect.
"snort!"
While Ouyang Po was controlling several spiritual weapons to resist the attack of the twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords, he spread out his five fingers and suddenly wisps of dark flames rose up.
Heavenly Demonic Art, perfect level!
As the devil flames passed by, the three B-grade paper figures immediately groaned, their bodies were burned through, and they turned into a wisp of flying ash in the air.
Ning Daoran's eyes turned cold.
Just when Ouyang Po was slaughtering the paper figures with his magic power, he twisted his body and rushed into the formation with the Return to Nature-level Riding the Wind Free and Easy Art.
“Buzz——”
With a sharp sound, the tip of the Qinglong Spear turned into a brilliant silver light, fell straight from the air, and smashed into the opponent's head! At the same time, a sharp sound suddenly rang out in the air.
In an instant, Ning Daoran's spiritual sense sensed strands of blood-colored threads appearing in the air.
These silk threads were originally loose, but as if controlled by someone, just when they were wrapping around a pile of paper figures, they suddenly tightened!
'Not good!'
Ning Daoran was horrified.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak~~~”
Amidst the dense sound of light noises, the bodies of the two Grade A paper figures and several Grade B paper figures were instantly cut into pieces! Even a blood-colored thread swept across and headed straight for Ning Daoran's waist! "Buzz!"
Ning Daoran hurriedly injected magic power into the inner armor, and in an instant a ray of spiritual light burst out from his body. With a "sizzling" sound, the armor that was glowing brightly was actually cut directly by the blood-colored thread!
This is the second-grade top-grade spiritual weapon, the Hun Tian Armor!
An inexplicable chill ran up Ning Daoran's back. It could even cut through the inner armor of a second-grade, top-grade spiritual weapon. This blood-colored thread must be a magic weapon without a doubt!
He quickly jumped backwards, and a large jade-colored cauldron emerged from his storage bag!
Chilong Ding! Haoran's magic power was madly injected into the magic weapon. The indigo-colored Chilong Ding instantly became several times larger, directly resisting the invasion of the blood-colored silk thread.
“Sizzle~~”
Amid the harsh sound, the spiritual light of the Chilong Ding was constantly eroded, and the texture on the Ding quickly twisted, but it still completely withstood the fatal blow! At this time, Ning Daoran no longer thought about it.
Ouyang Po is definitely not an ordinary middle-stage Jindan. He should be among the strong ones among the middle-stage Jindan, and he also has an extremely powerful magic weapon.
If Ning Daoran hadn't moved quickly enough, he would have been cut in half! ! "Shua shua!"
The magic power of the talisman surged, and Ning Daoran instantly activated a third-grade inferior green vine talisman and a second-grade superior speed talisman.
The green vine talisman flew out like lightning and turned into countless vines that poured into the sword formation from all directions.
"Third-level Green Ivy Talisman?!"
Ouyang was quite shocked.
How could such a rare talisman appear in the hands of a foundation-building cultivator? He hurriedly used his magic to dodge, but there were too many green vines. In a blink of an eye, his legs and arms were quickly entangled by the green vines, and he could not break free in a short time.
There was a sound of breaking wind, and a figure instantly appeared in the air behind Ouyang Po.
"Buzz~~~"
Ning Daoran activated the True Yang Furnace Art of Returning to Nature, raised his hands, held up a huge fiery red furnace, and fiercely penetrated all the light of this attack into Ouyang Po's head.
With a loud bang, Ouyang Po's skull was fractured and blood spurted out of his face.
“Ahhhh, you little bastard~~~”
He frantically controlled the blood-colored threads to cut the surrounding space, but Ning Daoran, who was blessed with a second-grade superior speed talisman, was so swift that he had already avoided outside the formation.
In the air, twelve Silver Moon Flying Swords transformed into twelve fluorescent lights and intensively attacked Ouyang Po.
For a moment, no matter how powerful the ancestor of the Tiansha Sect who had practiced the Tiansha magic to perfection was, his protective magic power was still shattered bit by bit, and his skin and flesh were constantly pierced by the flying swords.
He roared incessantly, constantly controlling the blood-colored threads to intercept.
When the Silver Moon Flying Sword encountered the blood-colored threads, they were all shaken away, and fine gaps appeared on the blade of the flying sword.
But Ning Daoran couldn't care less about all this.
He directly took out a dozen second-level Explosive Flame Talismans, Frost Talismans, etc., and threw talismans from all directions with the few remaining paper figures! Amid the explosion, Ouyang Po, who was trapped in the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation, was bloody and completely turned into a bloody man.
But he still wanted to fight.
The strength of the Demonic Dao ancestor in the middle stage of the Golden Core is so terrifying! After dozens of breaths.
Ouyang Po had almost no healthy skin on his body, and he was covered in blood. His aura had been reduced to about 30% of his peak level.
“Buzz!”
In the wind, an inconspicuous flash of blood passed silently across the formation.
Suddenly, Ouyang Po, who was fighting, could no longer move, and his head slowly began to slide from his neck.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at a piece of broken porcelain that was spinning rapidly in the air a few meters away! Ouyang Po had never thought that he would be killed by a first-level magic weapon in the end!
…
A fierce battle finally ended.
Ning Daoran quickly cleaned up the battlefield and first took out the flags and plates of several formations.
Regardless of whether they are damaged or not, everything must be taken away to avoid leaving any loopholes.
Wen Zichen put the refined corpse into the storage bag.
As for Ouyang Po's body, the storage bag around his waist was taken off directly.
Then, Ning Daoran discovered that Ouyang Po was wearing a dark gray ring on his finger, and there was actually spatial magic power surging in this ring.
"Storage ring?! Holy shit..."
Ning Daoran's heart was pounding. He never expected that Ouyang Po actually owned a storage ring!
It is said that this storage ring is extremely difficult to damage and has a huge internal space.
It requires a fourth-level refiner with rare materials to refine! This level of treasure is not qualified to be owned by ordinary Jindan stage cultivators. It is said that only Yuanying old monsters are worthy of it! Ouyang Po is indeed extraordinary! Ning Daoran quickly took off the storage ring, which naturally belonged to him.
In addition, a strand of red silk thread with a blood-red fluorescence was found between Ouyang Po's fingers, which was extremely strong.
Needless to say, it was his magical weapon with terrifying killing power.
There is nothing to say, cut off his fingers and take his treasure!
Afterwards, Ning Daoran quickly cleaned up the battlefield and threw Ouyang Po's head into the storage bag.
Fireballs popped out one after another, burning Ouyang Po's body, the remains of a group of corpses, paper figurine fragments, etc. to ashes.
The power of the fourteenth level of Evergreen Art swept across, clearing away all aura and traces in the battlefield.
At this moment, Cheng Shuang finally woke up.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
When he saw the mess on the ground, he seemed to realize something.
"Senior Ning..."
He knelt hastily on the ground and kowtowed hard with his forehead banging against the ground.
"I really didn't mean it. This demon cultivator's methods are extremely powerful. I had no choice but to do it..."
A flash of sword light passed by, and Cheng Shuang's head rolled down.
Ning Daoran’s idea is very simple.
It doesn't matter whether it was intentional or not, what matters is whether it was done or not.
As usual, a fireball popped out, turning Cheng Shuang's body into ashes.
"Old deer, go!"
After a quick soul search, he took the big stupid deer and returned directly underground.
…
Huanglongfang Market.
Ning Daoran disguised himself as an old monk with a hunchbacked body.
He hurried to the house where Cheng Lingyu was, and sure enough, the house was empty and Cheng Lingyu was nowhere to be seen.
When searching Cheng Shuang's soul, he found out that he didn't know this girl at all.
This girl was just a pawn used by Ouyang Po in his play and she has disappeared now.
And when searching Ouyang Po's soul, it was discovered that this girl indeed had a third-grade spiritual root and a body of fire.
But Ouyang Po never thought of saving her, he just used her as a tool to construct a scam.
There are many geniuses in the magic world, including some with first- and second-grade spiritual roots. The Tiansha Sect really looks down on her third-grade spiritual roots with conflicting yin and yang.
Ning Daoran frowned. He couldn't find this girl for the time being, so he would talk about it later.
Go back to the sect first.
…
In the Lingpu Cave, an underground secret room at Qiongbi Peak.
Ning Daoran took a deep breath and finally felt the long-lost sense of security.
He first reviewed what happened today.
Cheng Shuang acted as the hook, Yuanyang Nuanyu and Cheng Lingyu acted as baits, and the fisherman Ouyang Po ambushed them. This series of arrangements was impossible to defend against.
There is no other reason, the other party is just sure that Yuanyang Nuanyu is attractive enough to him.
Fortunately, he was cautious enough and consumed a large part of Ouyang's combat power by using several formations and the loss of a large number of paper figures, talismans, magic tools, and spiritual tools.
Otherwise, in a one-on-one fight, Ning Daoran's chances of survival would be extremely low.
Of course, this is in the context of a bloody shopping spree.
The reason why Ning Daoran dared to go out was that he still had a trump card.
The return to nature of the Riding the Wind and Freely Art combined with the Feiyun Shoes, the speed is already quite terrifying, plus the ten points of speed talent in the talent system.
It is conservatively estimated that these ten points of speed talent can add more than 50% of the speed. This way, even if you can't beat the opponent, you will definitely be able to outrun him!
His brows were furrowed.
The more I review it, the more heartbroken I feel.
A first-grade superior Five Elements Wandering Formation, a second-grade inferior Cang Hai Mysterious Ice Formation, and a second-grade intermediate Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Formation.
The flags and plates of these three formations were completely destroyed and could not be repaired, so they had to refine a new set.
Among them, the cost of the Five Elements Flowing Formation was as much as 5,000 spirit stones, and the other two formations were estimated to cost more than 10,000 spirit stones, which was a heavy loss! In addition, Ouyang Po's perfect level of Heavenly Evil Magic Power was too overbearing, and even the flags and plates of the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation were slightly damaged.
The cost of repairing it is at least two thousand spirit stones!
Although this battle was won, it was the first huge loss that Ning Daoran suffered after his family became wealthy.
In addition, the five A-grade paper figures were completely destroyed, and only a few of the more than thirty B-grade paper figures were left.
The refining of a substitute paper man requires making paper from the sap of the Xuanshuang tree, and it takes a lot of time to offer sacrifices, inject mana, refine the soul, etc., all of which are invisible losses.
In addition, a second-grade top-grade spiritual weapon, the Hun Tian Bao Jia, was lost.
The spiritual energy of the Chilong Ding was damaged and it would take a year or two to recover.
"I'm... "
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and his heart ached slightly.
…
Ning Daoran had a look of heartache on his face until his eyes fell on a red silk magic weapon in his hand, and he finally smiled again.
Linglongsi, a third-grade top-grade magic weapon!
(End of this chapter)