Chapter 167: Level 3 Green Snake Demon

"Get started!"

The old man in the late stage of foundation building shouted loudly and instantly sacrificed several spiritual weapons.

Another man and a woman who were in the middle stage of foundation building also raised their respective spiritual weapons, with ferocious gleams in their eyes. The remaining group of minions were basically in the late stage of Qi refining, who followed the three major casual cultivators to make a living, and they also showed ferocious expressions at this time.

If he could kill the four foundation-building masters of Feng Zhi Tower and clean out the Huanglong Market at this critical moment, he would probably never have to worry about spirit stones again in his life.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

The old man in the late foundation building stage had a fierce look on his face. He looked at Han Bing and sneered, "Second sister, third sister, you two should work together to deal with the sword cultivator in the late foundation building stage. The remaining big fool and stupid boy can be left to the others. I will kill the most cunning one first!"

"Take my magic weapon!"

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building roared, shook his arm slightly, and launched a sneak attack with a top-grade spiritual weapon sleeve arrow!

The woman at the side took out a green silk thread, which instantly transformed into dozens of threads, trapping Han Bing in a net.

"Junior Sister Han, be careful."

Lin Sheng shouted and was surrounded by a group of people in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Han Bing was in the late stage of foundation building, with a profound foundation in cultivation. When he made a sword gesture, wisps of flying swords swam up like fish. Facing the suppression of two middle stage foundation building masters, he was still able to handle it with ease.

When everyone cast their eyes on Ning Daoran...

"Old deer, run!"

Ning Daoran shouted something that made Han Bing, Lin Sheng, and Lin Yun all drop their jaws in shock.

…

The next second, the man and the deer disappeared at the end of the street, raising a cloud of dust.

"Where are you running to?!"

The old cultivator in the late foundation building stage let out a sharp scream and chased after him.

He had a strong desire to kill Ning Daoran! Although this boy's cultivation was not as good as that of the silly big guy and the little girl, he could easily see through the plans of his three brothers and sisters. This kind of mentality must not be kept, otherwise it will definitely be a disaster in the future! The escape light rushed, and soon arrived at the edge of Huanglongfang City. The formation that stretched across the distance was faintly visible.

Ning Daoran fell rapidly into a wild forest.

"You bastard!"

The old foundation-building master landed gracefully, his eyes full of venom, and said with a smile: "I'll give you a choice. Either you are killed by me here, or you change your appearance and become my disciple from now on. How about that? This way, at least you can save your life."

His expression was full of ferocity, and he said, "Being an outer sect elder in Chaos Sect is not as fun as being a Tribulation Cultivator with Master like me.

Instead of relying on others for support, it is better to control your own destiny, to kill people if you want, to seize treasures if you want, isn't this the greatest happiness for us cultivators?"

"well……"

Ning Daoran said: "Master, what you said is absolutely right, but now I just want to kill you, so for the sake of your disciple's happiness, please ascend to heaven right here."

"You bastard, you can't be enlightened!"

The old foundation-building master sneered and patted his storage bag lightly. Suddenly, a gray puppet floated out. It looked like an old woman, exuding the aura of a mid-second stage.

Using living people to make puppets is an evil branch of puppet masters. The original Master Huanglong also had this method.

It seems that this second-level puppet was actually created by killing a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building and using his body and many materials to refine it. Although it has no soul, it has retained a large part of its strength.

"how?"

The old foundation-building master smiled and said, "Master's methods are far beyond your imagination, right?"

Ning Daoran deeply agrees: "Master's methods are extraordinary, which is indeed admirable, but it would be great if Master's character was as extraordinary as his puppet's methods."

"You are so weird, it makes me angry!"

The old foundation-building master was furious. He lightly slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist. Suddenly, a wisp of magic power wrapped around a huge body and floated to the ground, transforming into a huge spirit beast.

Sky-Swallowing Rat, a mid-stage second-order spiritual beast.

No wonder this old foundation-building master is so determined to kill Ning Daoran.

It turns out that he has such a profound foundation. With this foundation, even if Ning Daoran has hidden his cultivation and is in the late foundation building stage, he would probably be in great danger.

"It's like no one has a spirit beast."

Ning Daoran gently patted the spirit beast bag and said, "Little Blackie, this black rat is in your hands."

“Roar~~~”

Amid the roars, a gigantic black dragon appeared out of nowhere, it was also in the middle stage of the second stage, but when its huge head looked down, the Sky-Swallowing Rat began to tremble.

The mouse has already been suppressed by the black dragon in terms of bloodline, so it is like jumping onto the opponent's dining table.

"Old Deer, quick victory!"

Ning Daoran raised his hand lightly, and a series of silver moon flying swords swam out. The big stupid deer even cried out, and attacked the old foundation-building master from the left and right with Ning Daoran! "What are you waiting for? Go ahead!"

The old man sacrificed his spiritual weapon during the foundation-building ceremony and shouted, ordering the puppet to attack.

However, at this moment, Ning Daoran lightly tapped a crimson spirit beast bag on his waist, and suddenly a crimson smoke cloud floated out, instantly enveloping the second-level puppet.

“Ahhhhhh~~~”

Amidst the shrill howls, the second-level puppet was unable to resist at all.

“Buzz!”

Ning Daoran's body flew into the air, accelerated instantly, and slashed fiercely at the top of the old foundation-building monk's head!

The old foundation-building master was still heartbroken about his second-level puppet: "Boy, what kind of spiritual insect do you have? It can actually eat my second-level middle-grade puppet. Who... who are you?"

"Lie down first!"

Ning Daoran fired his gun, forcing me to retreat repeatedly.

Even his inner armor was vibrating and making a buzzing sound. God knows where this guy got such a huge strength when he is obviously a cultivator.

“Ouch!”

When the big stupid deer calls, life or death is unpredictable!

A ball of flame and an ice cone fell rapidly from the sky, killing the old foundation-building cultivator and making him roll on the ground. But as he rolled, a deer antler protruded from the ground and instantly pierced the old foundation-building cultivator's legs with bloody holes.

Immediately afterwards, the big stupid deer in the late stage of foundation building suddenly shook its head and threw the old body of the foundation building towards Ning Daoran.

A blood-red thread stretched across the air.

With a slight sound, the old foundation was cut in half.

"What?"

His upper body was covered in blood as he crawled on the ground: "What could possibly cut through the inner armor of my mid-grade spiritual weapon..."

"What do you think?"

Ning Daoran gently raised his fingers, and the spirit cage silk continued to linger and spin between his fingers.

The next moment, the big stupid deer fell from the air, put its four hooves together and stepped on the old foundation-building man's head, leaving four bloody holes.

Old Zhuji was declared dead on the spot!

In the distance, the huge body of the Black Dragon coiled and entangled the Sky-Swallowing Rat, tightly wrapped around it, then opened its bloody mouthful and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful.

It's great that Xiao Heizi can kill a mid-level second-order spirit beast alone! In the distance, the second-order mid-level puppet had been completely eaten by fire-eating ants, leaving nothing behind. It was very clean and environmentally friendly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Return!"

Ning Daoran slapped the spirit beast bag, took back the fire-eating ant and the little blackie, then put away the old foundation-building storage bag, ejected a fireball that burned its body cleanly, and then quickly returned to Fengzhi Tower.

…

A great battle is taking place in Fengzhi Tower.

Han Bing fought one against two and was not at a disadvantage against two people in the middle stage of foundation building.

Soon, Lin Sheng joined in to help.

Lin Yun led a group of Chaos Sect disciples to quickly strangle those Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and everything went extremely smoothly.

"Bang!"

In the air, a wave of air exploded, and the figures of Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were suspended in the air.

"Senior Brother Ning!"

Han Bing, who was sacrificing dozens of flying swords, couldn't help but smile: "I'm glad you're okay!"

"Boy, where's my big brother?"

The man in the middle stage of foundation building had a gloomy expression and shouted loudly.

In addition, the woman in the middle stage of foundation building also had a gloomy face: "Boy, what did you do to my elder brother?"

"nothing."

Ning Daoran said calmly: "I just led that old guy into a maze I set up. He can't get out for a while. You two should think more about yourselves."

"Third sister!"

The second brother shouted, "Brother is entangled. We should not continue to fight. Retreat immediately!"

"Still want to leave?"

Ning Daoran raised his hand and threw out a golden rope. In an instant, the second brother was caught off guard and tied up tightly. Then, Han Bing's flying sword pierced his head and he died tragically on the spot.

The third sister was not much better off. She was hit hard in the chest by the big stupid deer, then trampled by a group of stags, then taken a punch from Lin Sheng, hit by a flying sword from Lin Yun from a distance, and finally had her head chopped off by a sword energy from Han Bing.

At this point, this group of robbery cultivators basically lost their lives in Huanglongfang City.

Afterwards, Ning Daoran hypocritically took Lin Sheng and Han Bing to another battlefield, where they found a destroyed formation. He guessed that the old foundation-building master had already escaped, most likely leaving Huanglongfang City.

…

After the matter of the robbery was settled, the beast tide besieging Huanglongfang City actually began to weaken.

Two days later, Ning Qing returned with a bunch of big demon heads in his hands.

This Jindan swordsman was simply going crazy with killing outside, and he killed more than ten late-stage second-level monsters.

Upon learning about the turmoil of the calamity, Ning Qing frowned and was secretly shocked.

She praised Ning Daoran a few words, and warned Han Bing to learn more from his senior brother and accumulate more experience in the martial arts world, otherwise cultivation alone would be far from enough.

Han Bing naturally nodded in agreement. She strongly agreed with everything about her senior brother.

A few days later.

News came from the sect that a mid-stage third-order green snake demon fiercely attacked the Chaos Sect's mountain gate, and the Tiangang Hundred Fierce Formation was severely damaged.

However, Jiang Yu and Gong Yangyan had been injured in several previous fierce battles and were both in seclusion to recuperate.

Only the Second Elder Lin Xingyuan, who looked like he had kidney deficiency, was holding on, and for a moment he was unable to cope.

In the end, they had no choice but to send orders to Ning Qing, Ning Daoran, Han Bing and others in Huanglongfang City to come to the rescue.

…

late at night.

Several beams of light came through the wind, and from afar, a beautiful woman in green tights and with an enchanting figure could be seen standing on the mountain path, holding a green whip made from snake bones in her hand.

She looked back, her eyes bright and her teeth white in the moonlight.

"Hey, a few more people are here to die? Ning Qing, I let you escape last time, but I'm afraid you won't be so lucky this time."

…

"Ning boy!"

Ning Qing summoned his natal flying sword and said in a voice transmission: "I hope your Cang Hai Xuan Bing Formation is really useful..."

Ning Daoran patted his chest and said, "Uncle Master, don't worry. It will definitely be useful."

"this……"

Ning Qing frowned slightly. After hearing what he said, she felt that the situation was a little uncertain.

(End of this chapter)