Chapter 322: Nascent Soul Evil

As night fell, the Fiery Sun Flying Boat slowly sailed over the jungle.

Feng Yinghai was taking care of his daughter in the cabin, Xu Baisheng was operating the flying boat, and Ning Daoran, Meng Yuliang, and Fu Yan were at the bow, not saying a word, just looking at the starry sky.

"Buzz~~~"

Suddenly, Ning Daoran's soul sensed a hint of prying breath again, which was exactly the same as what he had sensed before at Doctor Xue's Villa.

He frowned.

Meng Yuliang, Fu Yan and Xu Baisheng were completely unaware of the situation, and even Feng Yinghai in the cabin didn't react at all.

Ning Daoran frowned. Was it his illusion? Or was it that his soul had really become so strong after practicing the Soul Calming Book, and his perception was sharper than that of the early Nascent Soul? Perhaps, it was really just an illusion.

However, less than ten breaths had passed, the jungle below the flying boat suddenly seemed to come alive. When Ning Daoran looked down, the vines and branches seemed to be twisting, turning into tentacles that stretched towards the flying boat.

It doesn't seem like an illusion, it's so real!

“Swish!”

A wisp of pitch-black tentacle-like vines suddenly swept from east to west, slammed heavily on the deck, and then wrapped around it for several weeks, tightly binding the Lieyang Flying Boat in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, a strong evil aura rose into the sky!

This is not an illusion, it is really coming! "Not good!"

Meng Yuliang was shocked, and hurriedly used an extremely high-grade spiritual weapon-grade flying sword to attack the vines. Flames surged around him, and the magic power of the Nine Yang Furnace transformed into a flaming palm and slapped forward!

"Boom~~~"

Amid the loud bang, a clump of pitch-black vines burst into flames and even a woman's screams were heard.

"Master, we have encountered an evil spirit!"

Xu Baisheng soared into the air, sacrificed a magic weapon, and burned with flames.

“Don’t panic!”

Feng Yinghai finally walked out of the cabin. His face was livid, as if he knew the evil spirit who had attacked him. He angrily said, "You evil creature, I showed mercy to you back then, but now you've set your sights on me!"

"Feng Yinghai, leave your life behind!"

A hoarse voice came from deep in the earth.

"How brave!"

Feng Yinghai suddenly turned around and chopped hard with his palm, instantly turning a large piece of vines that had climbed onto the deck into ashes. Then he raised his hand and pointed downwards, and suddenly a fiery red furnace condensed under the hull. The lid of the furnace opened, and countless flames spewed out, burning the strange and twisting evil creatures on the ground.

"This evil spirit is not weak, please take care of yourselves!"

Feng Yinghai's eyes turned cold, and he chopped out several palm strikes in succession, illuminating the entire night sky.

…

Ning Daoran looked indifferent. Apart from Feng Yinghai, he was the one who sensed it most clearly. This evil spirit was not only strong, but also an evil spirit at the early Nascent Soul level, a spiritual creature similar to the demon tree!

If Feng Yinghai wants to destroy this evil spirit, he will probably have to use some means.

Moreover, this area was not only infested with the Nascent Soul Early Stage evil spirits, but also with some Golden Core and Foundation Establishment evil spirits. This Lieyang Flying Boat was like poking a nest of evil spirits! In a blink of an eye, evil spirits in the shape of squid tentacles rushed onto the deck. They kept breaking off, turning into puddles of black flesh and falling to the ground. In the flesh, there were countless fine tentacles swaying. In a blink of an eye, they rose up and turned into humanoid spirits covered with rotten leaves. They whimpered and attacked in groups.

At this time, Feng Yinghai had nine suns above his head, and was fighting with the evil Yuanying spirit below the flying boat. He could not take care of what was happening above the flying boat at all.

"Be careful, protect our little sister, and don't let the evil spirits break into the cabin!"

Xu Baisheng manipulated the magic weapon to smash the humanoid creatures into pieces.

Ning Daoran also took out a top-grade spiritual sword and used the Jianjia Sword Technique to activate the sword intent to kill the enemy. He seemed extremely sharp, at least not much inferior to Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan who were in the late foundation building stage.

However, soft tentacles kept attacking from all directions, and in a blink of an eye, they wrapped the entire flying boat. Fortunately, a formation was set up inside the hull, which forcibly opened up a little space, but the feeling of suffocation still made everyone extremely frightened.

"There are too many evil spirits this time!"

Feng Yinghai's voice came: "Save Jingshan immediately, and we will abandon the Lieyang Flying Boat and flee from here!"

Sure enough, it was just as Ning Daoran expected.

If Feng Yinghai fought alone, he would not be afraid of the Nascent Soul Early Stage Evil Spirit, but the other party came prepared this time, bringing with him an entire tribe of evil spirits, just to hunt him down. If he fought forcefully, he would only end up exhausted! "Junior Sister!"

Xu Baisheng immediately rushed into the cabin and carried Feng Jingshan out.

"Brothers, please clear the way for me!"

As Xu Baisheng shouted, Ning Daoran, Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan each used their treasures to cut off the tentacles. At the moment Xu Baisheng rushed out of the deck, eight thick tentacles suddenly wrapped around the Lieyang Flying Boat from all directions, and then forcibly pulled this behemoth down, and it fell into darkness.

Ning Daoran took a look and saw a bloody mouth covered with dense ring-shaped teeth in the darkness. It was the mouth of an evil octopus. In almost an instant, the Lieyang Flying Boat was chewed into powder, and the formation was broken and exploded continuously.

"Give me the Jingshan!"

Feng Yinghai soared into the air and held Feng Jingshan in his arms. At this moment, suddenly a series of fine tentacles emerged from the ground and "snapped" around the legs of Ning Daoran, Xu Baisheng and other four people.

"not good……"

Meng Yuliang looked miserable: "Master, help me!"

Several people struggled hard, but the evil aura in the tentacles was extremely strong and they were unable to break free for a while.

Ning Daoran had a cold look on his face. If he wanted to break free now, he would have to expose his strength. Once his strength was exposed, Feng Yinghai would definitely see through him and realize that he was actually Jianjia Sanren.

However, it is better to expose your strength than to be eaten by a Nascent Soul! Just as he was about to activate the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and blow up the tentacles of the evil spirit with one punch, Feng Yinghai rushed out, and at the same time, a Nascent Soul figure appeared above his head, and he actually sacrificed his Nascent Soul! "Hu——"

The little Yuanying figure instantly blew out two streams of scorching flames, which turned into sharp blades in the air and instantly cut off two tentacles, which happened to be the tentacles that were entangled with Ning Daoran and Xu Baisheng.

“Run away!”

Feng Yinghai's voice rang in the ears of the two.

Ning Daoran turned into a beam of light and flew into the air without thinking, while Xu Baisheng hesitated for a moment. Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan were being dragged down by the evil spirit and were about to be sent into its mouth to be turned into flesh and blood nutrients.

“Master!”

Meng Yuliang's voice trembled. She never expected that Feng Yinghai would save Ning Daoran first and not save herself.

"Second Brother!"

Although Fu Yan tried his best to chop with the magic sword, he was unable to shake the Nascent Soul evil spirit's tentacles. He immediately laughed bitterly and said, "It seems that we brothers will die together!"

“Master!”

Meng Yuliang's eyes were filled with resentment, and then he seemed to be decadent. He smiled sadly and said, "So in Master's mind, the two of us are not as good as a Dharma Protector disciple... Is it just because Ning Cheng's practice of the Changqing Guiyuan Jue is more profound than yours? Junior Brother Fu, you and I can always be abandoned..."

Fu Yan's eyes were bitter, and he took out a second-grade top-grade explosive fire talisman. Even if he was eaten by the evil spirit, he would die quickly!

But at this moment, the aura of Nascent Soul surged again in the distance. After Feng Yinghai sent the three people out, he actually came back. He folded his arms, and a little Nascent Soul figure emerged above his head. He blew out two breaths of scorching flames again, and instantly cut off the two tentacles. Then he opened his five fingers, and the huge suction force pulled Meng Yuliang and Fu Yan's bodies back.

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“Master!”

Fu Yan cried with joy. Just at that moment, he almost thought he was dead.

“Master…”

Meng Yuliang had a complicated expression. He had already been disappointed, so there was no need to hold out any more expectations.

"Stop talking, and go back to the palace!"

"yes!"

The three of them flew forward, and soon met up with Ning Daoran, Xu Baisheng, and Feng Jingshan, and returned to Lieyang Taoist Palace together.

"Master, this evil spirit..." Xu Baisheng hesitated to speak.

"Hmph, a vicious beast entrenched in the ancient battlefield..."

Feng Yinghai said in a deep voice: "This place was once a battlefield thousands of years ago, where hundreds of thousands of human warriors were buried. This evil spirit grew from countless flesh and bones, and now it has actually cultivated to become a Nascent Soul. I never thought of this. If I had known this, I should have burned it to ashes when I met it here with my brother!"

"father……"

Feng Jingshan bit her bloodless lips and said, "It was so dangerous just now. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me..."

"Stop talking."

Feng Yinghai said: "Humph, the longer this evil spirit stays here, the more profound its cultivation will be. Jingshan, after your fire poison is cured, your father will invite a few other Yuanying to come together to uproot this evil spirit and eradicate it completely!"

"Um……"

Feng Jingshan nodded gently, and then looked at Ning Daoran with her beautiful eyes: "Junior Brother Ning, are you okay?"

“No…it’s okay…”

Ning Daoran said, “It was just the first time I saw such a vicious evil spirit, and I was frightened… Thanks to Senior Brother Xu’s proper command, otherwise I might have been killed by the evil spirit just now.”

"You're welcome, Junior Brother Ning."

Xu Baisheng said: "Since you and I are on the same boat, we should naturally help each other. It's a pity that this Lieyang Flying Boat..."

"Nothing to regret."

Feng Yinghai said: "Just refine another one. There is no need to feel regretful, and there is no need to dwell on this matter, lest it disrupt your state of mind in cultivation."

"Yes, Master!"

…

Late at night, everyone returned to Tianji Peak.

Feng Yinghai took care of Feng Jingshan's injuries. As soon as Xu Baisheng and Ning Daoran returned, they locked themselves in the room and continued to practice.

Only Meng Yuliang found Fu Yan with a jar of spiritual wine.

"Junior brother, you saw today's situation clearly, so you should have an idea of ​​what happened, right?"

Meng Yuliang frowned and said, "Master has never taken you and me seriously. You and I are more like two dispensable chess pieces of Master. Now, Master values ​​Senior Brother and Ning Cheng more. What is the relationship between this Changqing Guiyuan Jue and what secrets are hidden in it? If you know, it's time to tell Second Senior Brother."

"Second Brother, I really don't know."

Fu Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Master really can't be blamed for what happened today. There is always a priority in saving people. Master's power is limited after all..."

"You are just too kind-hearted!"

Meng Yuliang glared at him fiercely: "If you and I can't be of one mind, there will be no place for you and me in Tianji Peak in the future. Do you understand?"

Fu Yan was helpless. He didn't want to understand, and he was too lazy to understand.

At this moment, a small gray insect was lying on the windowsill, motionless.

"snort!"

Inside the main house, Feng Yinghai sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)