Chapter 371 Poison Dragon Island
Late at night, the sea was calm.
“Shua shua~~~”
Two figures floated down onto the sea. They were Ning Daoran and Xiaobai.
At this time, two full days had passed since the Qingxiefang fleet was attacked. Only some broken planks could be seen on the sea, and even the bodies of the dead had already been eaten by sharks.
"Sir."
Xiao Bai pursed her red lips and asked: "Where should I start?"
"Don't worry, clues are everywhere."
Ning Daoran raised his hand and gently patted Lingpu Cave Heaven: "Little Blackie, get to work, go and drive all the sharks nearby over here, I want to ask them questions and find some clues from their stomachs!"
"yes!"
A figure rushed out of Lingpu Cave Heaven and quickly transformed into a winding black dragon, at least a hundred meters long, looking quite scary. It raised its huge head and stared at Ning Daoran: "Brother Ran, leave it to me."
"So much nonsense, go!"
"Okay!"
The black dragon dived into the sea, and in less than a cup of tea, a large number of sharks swarmed over. The sharks opened their mouths wide, looking extremely terrified, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Brother Ran, all the sharks nearby are here."
"Um."
Ning Daoran released his Golden Core consciousness and checked the contents of the sharks one by one. Sure enough, some of the sharks contained some mostly digested corpse fragments in their stomachs.
"Don't move, listen to my orders!"
He floated down to the water, and his feet lightly stepped on the water. Suddenly, a golden ripple appeared. It was the soul-searching technique of returning to nature driven by a powerful spirit. For a moment, blurry figures appeared on the sea. Some were wearing Qingxiefang's clothes, and some were wearing robes, dressed like masked robbers.
"offend."
Ning Daoran waved his hand to disperse the souls of the people from Qingxiefang, and then stared at the souls of several Foundation Establishment cultivators who were killed in the fierce battle, and said, "Where are you from and what are your identities?"
"We are all calamity cultivators."
These souls were trembling with fear at this moment, being controlled by the soul-searching technique like ants on a hot pot, so naturally they would not hide anything. One of the middle-aged monks said, "We live on the Poison Dragon Island, which is less than 300 miles away from here. However, we didn't want to touch the fleets of Qingxiefang and Liuhua Island. It was only because the leader took a large amount of spirit stones from Liufeng Island that we took the risk and did this."
"oh?"
Ning Daoran asked, "Are there people from Liufeng Island who have landed on Dulong Island?"
"That's right. A senior in the late Jindan stage came to Poison Dragon Island in person and gave the chief a heavy bag of spirit stones. As for whether there were other promises, I don't know."
"good."
Ning Daoran raised his hand to disperse the souls of the people, turned around and looked at Xiaobai and Xiaoheizi, and said: "The matter is very clear. It was the ancestor of the Zhao family who bribed a group of robbers on the Poison Dragon Island, and then someone moved the Qingxiefang fleet. We should give Qingxiefang an explanation."
"What are you going to do, sir?"
"Kill them all on Poison Dragon Island, leaving no one alive, and exterminate this group of robbers. All the property obtained will be compensated to Qingxiefang."
"What about Liufeng Island? Should we take action?"
"No rush. I'm trying to comprehend the Spirit Turtle Seal Script recently. Once I've gained some knowledge of the Spirit Turtle Seal Script, it won't be too late to attack Liufeng Island and kill the Zhao family's ancestor. By then, the chances of success will be much higher. Let this old guy live a few more years first. After we completely eradicate this group of Tribulation Cultivators, it will also be a deterrent to Liufeng Island, enough to keep them in line for a few years."
"Yes, I'll listen to you, sir!"
"Walk!"
In the night sky, Ning Daoran and Xiaobai stood on the head of the black dragon. The black dragon was flying in the sea at an extremely fast speed.
…
Poison Dragon Island.
An island shrouded in clouds and fog, it is impossible to tell what it is from the outside. The entire island is completely obscured by a second-grade superior formation. From a distance, it looks like a ball of fog floating on the sea.
"All Ning's troops are dispatched!"
Ning Daoran released the paper figures while looking at the Poison Dragon Island in the distance. He said, "After I set up the formation, Old Deer and Little Blackie will break the formation, and then we will kill them together, leaving no one alive!"
“Ahhh~~”
“Squeak~~”
In the next second, Ning Daoran slapped his storage bag, and twenty-four formation flags and twenty-four formation plates flew out of it and were handed over to forty-eight B-grade paper figures. These paper figures quickly escaped into the water and soon appeared in the waters around the Poison Dragon Island.
"Set up the formation!"
After Ning Daoran gave the order, a blood-red killing formation suddenly rose into the sky. It was the third-level, top-grade Flowing Fire Demon God Formation!
The core of this formation was made from the demon core of a demon tiger in the early Nascent Soul stage. So, at the moment when the Flowing Fire Demon God Formation soared into the sky, a demon tiger covered in blood appeared above the formation, with a terrifying momentum that suppressed everything! "Break the formation!"
After Ning Daoran gave the order, the big stupid deer's magic power exploded, and its body continued to expand in the water, eventually turning into a giant at least tens of feet tall. Its antlers glowed with a brilliant light, and it rushed across the sea towards the Poison Dragon Island, looking brilliant and sacred.
"Bang!"
Under the impact of the deer antlers, the second-grade superior formation was immediately vibrated and buzzing, and cracks continued to appear on the formation's barriers. The big stupid deer's mid-stage Jindan foundation was as profound as Ning Daoran's, and this collision almost hit the lifeblood of the formation.
“Watch me!”
The sea water was turbulent, and the little black spot that was hundreds of meters long rushed away. The huge tail turned into a residual shadow in the night sky, and it fell heavily on the formation with unimaginable physical strength.
There was another loud bang, and the second-grade superior formation began to crack and collapse.
It was not until this time that the robbery cultivators living on the Poison Dragon Island realized that something was wrong.
A cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm rose into the air. He was a sturdy man with a long beard. He was the chief of the Poison Dragon Island. As for his name, it was not important at all.
“Daoyou!”
The chieftain looked into the distance and quickly locked onto the middle-stage Jindan. “Who are you, Daoist friend? Why are you bringing spirit beasts to attack my Poison Dragon Island? Daoist friend and I are strangers, why do you have to do this?”
"I am Ning Daoran, the island master of Liuhua Island."
Ning Daoran smiled faintly: "If that's the case, fellow Daoist, you should know why I'm here, right?"
"ah?"
The chief's eyes were filled with horror. He rolled his eyes around and immediately knelt on a reef. He said, "I was confused by money and offended the island master. This was all instigated by the ancestor of the Zhao family. We, the people of Poison Dragon Island, were just used. Please understand!"
He looked at Ning Daoran's expressionless face in the distance, and kowtowed hurriedly, saying, "We know we are wrong! As long as the island master gives the order, we will act as his vanguard and are willing to attack Liufeng Island for him. Even if we risk our lives, we will definitely help the island master chop off the head of that old dog Zhao Xianliang and give him justice!"
Ning Daoran was speechless.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
That's why they say that all the people in the world of immortal cultivation are talented, and they are able to adapt to the changing circumstances and bend and stretch. If it were someone else, they might really believe what the great leader said.
Unfortunately, Ning Daoran was full of murderous intent and didn't want to listen to this nonsense.
"kill!"
After the order was given, the big stupid deer rushed into the formation first. It lowered its head and its antlers turned into thousands of sharp thorns. For a moment, the leader of the Poison Dragon Island was beaten into a sieve by the thorns of the antlers before he could even make a sound.
“Roar~~~”
Xiao Heizi roared, opened his mouth and swallowed up the leader's body, turning it into blood, flesh and essence.
The early stage of Jindan is vulnerable! "Not good!"
In the darkness, someone shouted excitedly: "The big boss has been killed, quickly call the second in command!"
"Who dares to kill my eldest brother?!"
Someone rose into the air with a sword in hand.
"roar!"
Xiao Heizi transformed into a giant black dragon and descended from the sky. With one claw, he slammed the second in command onto the reef, turning him into a pool of meat paste, and then swallowed him up.
"Stop talking nonsense and attack the island directly, quickly!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand and released dozens of paper figures to help, and immediately all of these paper figures turned into vicious monks.
Even the Green Water Turtle took action, transforming into a young man with a soft voice, holding a long sword condensed by water and killing people indiscriminately, shouting as he killed: "You are courting death by being an enemy of my brother Jia Ran, everyone, get out of here early, don't blame me!"
For a moment, the entire Poison Dragon Island was filled with scenes of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
When Ning Daoran activated the Flowing Fire Demon God Formation, a fourth-level demon tiger rushed into the island, and countless demon fires flowed. Those calamity cultivators had no place to hide and were quickly turned into ashes! ...
In just a stick of incense, the Poison Dragon Island turned into an uninhabited island.
There were a total of more than two thousand Tribulation Cultivators, from the Qi Refining Stage to the Golden Core Stage, and none of them survived. They were all killed on the island.
Under the moonlight, the island was silent.
"Young Master..."
A charming woman in green appeared beside Ning Daoran. She pursed her red lips, looking charming and seductive, with a slightly shy look in her eyes. She said, "Sir, may I..."
"Can."
Ning Daoran nodded.
"Thank you, sir."
The woman in green turned around, and her pretty face suddenly became ferocious. She screamed "Wow" and turned into a wisp of green mist that swept across the entire island, devouring all the souls.
Ning Daoran looked at all this with cold eyes. This was what those Tribulation Cultivators deserved.
"Sir."
On the island, a beautiful figure floated over. Xiaobai was wearing a white dress, looking quite like an immortal. She was holding a heavy storage bag in her hand and said, "I have already plundered all the wealth on the island. It's all here. I got thousands of magic tools, dozens of spiritual tools, and more than 100,000 spiritual stones. Should I give them all to Qingxiefang?"
"Um."
Ning Daoran nodded: "This time, the Qingxiefang lost an entire fleet and suffered heavy losses. We should use all of it to compensate them."
"yes!"
…
The days became peaceful again.
On Liuhua Island, business in the market is booming. After Zhao Yuanlong obtains a large amount of spirit stones and treasures, he goes to the island in person to thank Ning Daoran. Ning Daoran, on the other hand, remains secluded in his cave, and continues to study the turtle seal script based on the principle that it is better to have more skills than less.
On Liufeng Island.
After the Zhao family ancestor opened the letter and glanced at it, he immediately felt a chill down his spine and said with a pale face, "All the robbers on Poison Dragon Island were killed overnight... Who did this? Such a cruel method..."
(End of this chapter)