Chapter 332 Mysterious Monster
A few months later.
Yunzhou, located on the border of the East China Sea, is a desolate place.
One hundred years ago, this place was the battlefield of a border war. An earth-shaking war broke out between the immortal cultivators of Xia and Sangyu. Unfortunately, the war had not yet ended. A black tide arrived, swallowing up a large number of Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. Even Lin Qing'er, Jiang Yu, Gong Yangyan and others from the Chaos Sect were trapped here, and no one was seen alive or dead.
“Swish!”
In the air, two golden lights dragged a ray of light down from the sky. They were Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer.
Ning Daoran had been here once before, but the black tide had not yet receded. All he saw was a small boat on the East China Sea and a great man in the Spirit Transformation Stage who was sitting on the boat and fishing in the snow on the cold river.
The situation on the east coast is completely different now. The black tide has completely receded and all things are reviving.
"Old deer, be careful."
Ning Daoran frowned: "Perhaps there is still a black tide, and there are also monks from the Sangyu Kingdom lurking in this area."
“Ah~~”
The big stupid deer nodded, released the spiritual consciousness of the spirit beast in the middle stage of the golden elixir, and scanned the battlefield ruins with Ning Daoran.
…
"Um?"
Ning Daoran suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, then he rose into the distance like a beam of light. In an instant, he rushed out dozens of miles away and saw mountains on the seashore in front of him. In a valley adjacent to the sea, there were countless residual magic powers surging.
Above the earth, there is a dense network of mountains full of lush greenery.
Ning Daoran used his spiritual sense to investigate and was surprised to find that these mountains were extremely regular, as if they were cut in half by a great monk with a sharp blade and piled together randomly. At this moment, these broken mountains overlapped each other, and after more than a hundred years, they had become lush and green again.
The remaining magic power came from under these broken mountains.
"Old Deer, I'm afraid we have found it..."
Ning Daoran frowned, his heart pounding. He knew that the Senior Sister, the Great Elder and the others were in great danger, because everything before his eyes looked more like a great monk had cut down a mountain and buried the bodies of the fallen monks.
"Let's evade the earth."
Ning Daoran cast a spell and quickly penetrated into the mountain.
The big stupid deer also let out a loud cry and rushed in.
Not long after, a flash of light appeared between the cracks in the mountain, and Ning Daoran emerged from a broken mountain peak. He pushed away a large area of soil in front of him with a flick of his hand, and saw a corpse underneath.
It was an old man, wearing the uniform of an outer sect elder of the Chaos Sect. On the uniform was a very thin aura of magic power from the middle stage of foundation building. Besides, there was a magic sword broken into three pieces beside him.
"well……"
Ning Daoran frowned. If he remembered correctly, this man should be a foundation-building cultivator named Zhou from the sect. He had called him Senior Brother Zhou in the past, but he didn't expect that he would die so tragically. His sternum was broken and he died from a blunt object directly hitting his heart.
"Brother Zhou, Ning Daoran will take you home."
He took out a piece of spiritual paper, injected magic power into it, and wrapped Senior Brother Zhou's body tightly, and then put it into a specially prepared storage bag.
Following the magic power, they quickly found the bodies of several Chaos Sect's foundation-building elders. They had obviously died in the fight. Next to the bodies were also many corpses of Sangyu Country's cultivators, who should have died in the border war.
However, just after searching the corpses buried in the broken mountains, Ning Daoran frowned. His golden elixir consciousness sensed a stronger fluctuation of magical power underground.
"Old deer, keep looking!"
He and the big stupid deer fled underground together.
Not long after, the man and the deer came to the top of an ice layer deep underground. No one would have thought that there was a glacier deep underground, and what's more, this was a glacier with five colors, and the power of the five elements was extremely strong in it.
Ning Daoran carried the big blue dragon and continued patrolling for a long time, and found a crack on the five-colored glacier.
At this time, they were already under the East China Sea. Who would have thought that there was such a mysterious ice crack under the East China Sea?
The breath sensed by the Jindan consciousness became more and more intense, which made Ning Daoran feel more and more uneasy. He had sensed a very familiar Yuanying breath. Although it was only a residual breath, Ning Daoran was very familiar with this kind of mana mark. It was the breath of the master Lin Qing'er! This residual breath was extremely weak and was being eroded by time.
Sure enough, the legend was true. The founder Lin Qing'er also participated in the border battle and died in the black tide. But when this moment really came, Ning Daoran couldn't help feeling a little sad.
If even Lin Qing'er died, does that mean that Senior Sister Jiang Yu was also...
“Ahhh~~”
As if sensing the remaining magic power of Lin Qing'er's Nascent Soul, the big stupid deer's eyes turned slightly red. It hit the glacier again and again and dug downwards.
Ning Daoran didn't say much, but just kept waving the big green dragon in his hand downwards, opening up a path in the crack of the black ice.
No one knew how long it had passed, but a passage that extended dozens of miles downwards was dug out by Ning Daoran and Bai Lu. However, just as they continued to dig downwards, suddenly wisps of dark energy began to spread from the bottom up along the cracks on the black ice.
"Be careful, it's the black tide!"
Ning Daoran hurriedly swung the Qinglong Spear, and golden swords burst out from his body behind him, with the tips of the swords pointing straight forward.
Along with the surge of the black tide, an indescribable energy aura from the depths of the black ice was approaching. That power was definitely not spiritual energy, nor was it the power of the five elements or the power of mutated spiritual roots that Ning Daoran was familiar with.
At the moment when the black tide was gushing upwards, a figure suddenly rushed out. It looked like a human, but its body was covered with black scales. It was hunched over, with its limbs on the ground. There was only one vertical eye on its head, two rows of sharp teeth in its mouth, and a black tongue sticking out of its open mouth, looking extremely ferocious.
"Old deer, get out of the way!"
As Ning Daoran moved his body, the big blue dragon was burned red, and a spear beam was swung out. The spear beam was full of Nine Yang Extreme Flames, which was Ning Daoran's strongest foundation now.
"Hong~~~"
The spear struck hard on the monster's head, and then the Nine Yang Extreme Flames spread rapidly, turning the monster into a fire man.
The monster trembled all over, opened its bloody mouth and let out a loud scream. The scream was not loud, but it was like an infrasound wave that hurt the eardrums. In the sharp sound, wisps of black mist surged all over its body, like a living thing. In the blink of an eye, it actually swallowed up the Nine Yang Extreme Flame shot by Ning Daoran into its body.
"Buzz~~"
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There were constant flashes of fire inside the opponent's body, as if he had swallowed up the Nine Yang Extreme Flame.
"What?!"
Ning Daoran was shocked and slapped his storage bag suddenly. The Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation rose into the air from the ground. In a blink of an eye, wisps of golden swords swept across like a violent storm!
However, although the sword light left wounds on the monster's body, the wounds repaired themselves in an instant like holes poked in a quagmire. Instead, the misty Gengjin essence on the golden sword became much thinner.
This thing can also devour Gengjin's essence? !
Ning Daoran was shocked and hurriedly retracted the formation and all the golden swords. He raised his hand, and the light of the Lingxiao Wumeng bracelet burst out. Dozens of ice swords flew out from the air and hit the monster hard.
The monster roared sharply, swung its arms, knocked down all the ice swords, and slapped him hard.
Ning Daoran dodged it, feeling horrified. Even the power of ice couldn't do anything to it?
"Come again!"
His body suddenly stopped, and strands of golden lightning flashed all over his body. He raised his hand and pointed, and instantly dragged a golden thunder from the air and hit the monster! Five Thunder Divine Curse, Heavenly Thunder Method!
“Sizzle~~~”
Amidst the loud noise, golden thunder continued to strike, as if a thunder disaster was coming.
The monster's skin was torn apart, but the dark mist on its body was still there, constantly absorbing the lightning of the Five Thunder Divine Spell. After absorbing the lightning, it seemed to be able to make up for its damage, and the injuries on its body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Weird, too weird! Ning Daoran felt a chill in his heart. Even the Five Thunder God Curse couldn't do anything to this weird thing? At this time, he had basically confirmed that this monster came with the black tide. The battlefield of the border war that year was swallowed by the black tide. It was this thing that killed countless human monks!
More than a hundred years later, when the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World thought that the black tide had receded, this thing was hidden dozens of miles underground. As expected, it was brewing the next disaster! Even Ning Daoran had such a difficult time dealing with this thing, so you can imagine how Jiang Yu, Gong Yangyan and others dealt with it? "Ga~~~"
The monster opened its bloody mouth and let out a ferocious roar.
“Ahhh~~~”
The big stupid deer also roared, and its whole body glowed suddenly. The five-colored petals on its fur started to spin, and the powerful force of the five elements suddenly started to circulate, transforming into countless ice, flames, ground spikes, water arrows, and ten-thousand-year stakes that attacked the monster from all directions.
"Ga~~~"
The monster screamed ferociously once again, its body twisted by various attacks, but it was only injured but not killed. The misty substance on its body kept absorbing spiritual power and repairing its injuries, as if it was immortal.
…
Ning Daoran frowned, and now he understood.
This monster can devour the power of the five elements. Any power from the five elements of heaven and earth cannot kill it. Even if the power of the five elements has been transformed, mutated, or derived into attributes such as thunder, wind, ice, etc., they will all be absorbed by it.
In other words, the monks' attacks are useless against this thing. It can withstand countless failures, but if a human monk fails once, he may be killed by this thing! Back then, it was this thing that killed Lin Qing'er, Senior Sister Jiang Yu, and the Great Elder! "Gah~~~"
The monster opened its bloody mouth and shouted at Ning Daoran provocatively, as if it was shouting "Kill me if you dare."
But the next second, Ning Daoran really took action.
All his magic weapons were useless. Instead, he mobilized his blood and energy, and the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra rolled out. A huge Dragon Demon state of mind appeared behind him. His muscles quickly expanded, tightened, and became stronger. With a flick of his body, he instantly came to the bottom of the monster like a catapult, and then he landed a fierce uppercut on the opponent's chin! "Bang!"
With a loud bang, black blood rushed into the air!
(End of this chapter)