Chapter 420 Fire Silkworm
"Master Shen?"
Ning Daoran was slightly surprised that the person who sent the message to him was actually Shen Luoyan.
"Well, I've been here since the beginning."
Shen Luoyan said calmly, "There are five golden elixir duels between the two countries. How could I, Shen Luoyan, miss such a grand event? I just didn't expect that the Sangyu Country is so vicious. This battle is not for anything else, but to cut off the luck of my Xia Country for the next few hundred years. If I'm not mistaken, there is only one person that Ziyan Demon Lord and others really want to kill, and that is you."
"I……"
Ning Daoran frowned, he really didn't expect himself to be so important.
"What else?"
Shen Luoyan chuckled, "Ning Daoran, you have great magical powers. You can kill a late Jindan cultivator when you are in the early Jindan stage. After you reach the late Jindan stage, you can even compete with an early Yuanying cultivator. If you can achieve Yuanying, I'm afraid you can challenge the late Yuanying cultivator from Sangyu Country when you are in the early Yuanying stage."
She said calmly: "So, the five battles in Sangyu Country are for no other reason than to lure you into battle. As long as you, Ning Daoran, dare to fight, they will definitely kill you in the duel at all costs."
"so……"
Ning Daoran found it funny: "Why do they think that the golden elixir they sent out can definitely kill me?"
“That may not be the case.”
Shen Luoyan said: "There are countless strange methods and forbidden techniques in the world of immortal cultivation. The cultivators of Sangyu Country have always been cunning. Maybe they really have some method that can suppress you in one fell swoop."
As she spoke, she laughed and said, "Ning Daoran, I suggest you not to fight."
"It doesn't matter."
Ning Daoran frowned, "Liu Wushuang's cultivation was destroyed, and Lin Baoping was even killed. The Sangyu Kingdom is so calculating. If I finally give in to the battle and don't even have this bit of courage, then my cultivation as an immortal in this life will be in vain! Master Shen, what do you think?"
"good!"
Shen Luoyan chuckled and said, "In that case, I will definitely lend you a helping hand. I should have been a spectator in this duel, but now it seems... it is only natural for me to take action. The Sangyu Kingdom has gone too far in their schemes. Just as you said, don't let them really think that the cultivators of our Xia Kingdom have no blood in their veins!"
"Master Shen does not need to take action during the next duel."
Ning Daoran said, "After the five duels, there may be another big battle. If Lord Shen decides to take action, he might as well do it then and severely damage the Yuanying high-ranking members of Sangyu Country, making them unable to compete with Xia Country's immortal cultivation world."
"Yes, I will consider it. Please be careful and take care of yourself."
“Thank you, host!”
Ning Daoran took a deep breath. The appearance of Shen Luoyan undoubtedly gave him more confidence. No matter how big the storm gets, there will always be someone to back him up in the Xia Kingdom's immortal cultivation world.
…
In front, the Nascent Soul aura of True Monarch Ling Fu burst out from her body, her eyes were red, Lin Baoping was killed in the formation, this incident traumatized her deeply, so she was about to go find Jing Tiancheng and fight to the death.
"Senior Ling Fu..."
Jing Tiancheng retreated behind the crowd, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "In a fight, swords and knives have no eyes, and I don't want to do that either. I hope that seniors will not deceive others with their realms. Although I, Jing Tiancheng, am only a Jindan, the Yuanying seniors of Sangyu Country behind me are definitely not vegetarians."
"Fellow Daoist Ling Fu..."
Purple Flame Demon Lord frowned and said, "We have agreed before that the five duels can determine the winner, or even life or death. Since Lin Baoping's skills are inferior to others and he was killed in the battle, why do you have to do this?"
"Old Demon Zi Yan!"
Ling Fu Zhenjun gnashed his teeth in hatred: "You Sangyu Country is so scheming that you even summoned the fourth-level formation. You are so shameless. My Furong Fairy Palace will never let go of this feud with you!"
"snort……"
True Lord Qinglin sneered, "Why does Daoist Fellow Lingfu have to do this?"
"Senior Ling Fu."
Ning Daoran stepped forward slowly, clasped his fists and said, "Fairy Lin and I were friends who ventured into the Secret Realm of Mirror Flowers and Water Moons together in the past. Today, Fairy Lin was plotted against in this way. I will definitely do my best to make the Sangyu Kingdom pay the price. I hope Senior will calm down..."
"Fellow Daoist Ling Fu."
Lin Tiannan said in a deep voice: "We will seek justice for Lin Baoping. Please calm down and wait and see the success or failure. Don't worry, the cultivators of Xia country are definitely not clay Buddhas. They still have temper."
"good."
True Lord Lingfu gritted her teeth, turned around and stepped back.
The fourth match is about to begin.
Lin Tiannan and Purple Flame Demon Lord each ejected a ball of paper, which flew into the copper bowl and was taken out by Purple Thunder True Lord, who then announced, "The fourth match will be between Xia Country cultivator Soul Devouring True Lord and Sangyu Country casual cultivator Unbeaten Taoist."
"It's finally my turn to appear."
Behind the crowd, an old soul-devouring demon with white hair and beard walked out slowly, full of murderous aura.
On the opposite side, a shaky old Taoist priest also walked out slowly.
“…”
Ning Daoran only took a quick glance with his spiritual sense and discovered that the Undefeated Taoist's late Jindan realm was not stable, and his life span was short, he would surely die within five years!
What a great country Sangyu is. They even sent out a dying person like this. They really want to fight to the death with Xia country!
"Fellow Daoist Soul Eater, long time no see."
The Undefeated Taoist smiled calmly: "I never thought that you and I would meet here, and we would be opponents in this duel."
"Enough of the small talk."
The Soul Devouring Demon said coldly, "Your Sangyu Country has been so calculating and has killed the young Jindan of my Xia Country. Someone must pay for this debt. Fellow Daoist Unbeaten, since you look like you are about to die, I don't mind giving you a ride."
"oh?"
The Unbeaten Taoist sneered, "Soul Devouring Demon, who do you think you are? How dare you speak so arrogantly here? I heard that you used to be a cultivator from Qingzhou. You might be a big shot in Qingzhou, but unfortunately, in this entire Eastern Wasteland cultivation world, you, the Soul Devouring Demon, are nothing."
"bird?"
The Soul Devouring Demon suddenly raised his arms, and a huge amount of magic power suddenly burst out. Wisps of spiritual pressure crushed in all directions, and he laughed angrily: "Even if I am a bird, I am a big bird, enough to crush your almost withered little bird!"
“…”
Everyone was stunned. How could these two senior monks go off topic while chatting? "Looking for death!"
The Unbeaten Taoist shouted, threw out a flying knife, held a green jade plate in his hand, and attacked the Soul Devouring Demon directly. The flying knife turned into thousands of knives in a flash, filling the sky and falling like rain! "Come on!"
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The Soul-Eating Demon's aura was surging, and a shadow of the devil vaguely appeared behind him, which was quite frightening.
"Um?"
A cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core frowned and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that this old Soul Devouring Demon has actually cultivated the Soul Devouring Magic to the state of returning to nature and achieving unity between man and nature. This person is truly gifted."
"Yes."
Another Jindan looked excited: "Although the Soul Devouring Demon Art is only a top-grade Xuan-level art, after immersing himself in it for a lifetime, he was able to cultivate it to its original state. This also shows that the old Soul Devouring Demon has really put in a lot of effort."
A young monk said excitedly: "Senior Soul Devourer has actually cultivated the Soul Devourer Magic Art to its original state. The undefeated old dog of Sangyu Country is about to die!"
"kill!"
The Soul Devouring Demon roared with thunder, and the short knives in the air were shattered one after another. Then he slammed down hard on his head! The Unbeaten Taoist used the flying disc to block, and the two sides began to fight back and forth.
After all, the Undefeated Taoist is an old Jindan who has been famous for many years. Although he is about to die, he has been immersed in the late Jindan stage for many years and has mastered various techniques and magical powers. In addition, he has two magic weapons to protect himself and can compete with the Soul-Devouring Demon.
However, in terms of overall strength, the Soul Devouring Demon was still superior! After about fifty moves, the Unbeaten Taoist's aura gradually became disordered, his mana was greatly consumed, and his face became increasingly pale. Facing the Soul Devouring Demon's attack, it became difficult for him to resist.
"Unbeatable Daoist Friend, go to hell!"
The Soul Devouring Demon shouted and suddenly attacked. Strands of blood-colored silk threads flew out of his sleeves. They were quite similar to the Spirit Cage Silk. In an instant, dozens of blood-colored threads flew out of his sleeves, entangled and bound the Undefeated Taoist in all directions! In just a moment, the Undefeated Taoist's throat was covered with blood, and the blood-colored silk threads had strangled him like flesh.
"Fellow Daoist Soul Eater!"
In the air, True Lord Qinglin shouted hurriedly: "I admit defeat in this battle, please show mercy, fellow Taoist!"
“Too late!”
The face of the Soul Devouring Demon was filled with hatred and ferocity: "Once you enter my blood silk, you will die!"
In an instant, he suddenly retracted the power of his hands, and immediately strands of blood silk passed through the body of the Undefeated Taoist and instantly returned to the long sleeves of the Soul-Devouring Demon.
"you……"
The Undefeated Taoist stood there blankly, staring at the Soul-Devouring Demon with his eyes. The next moment, streaks of blood appeared all over his body, and then his golden elixir body collapsed into countless pieces and turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground.
"Unbeatable Daoist friend!"
Over in Sangyu Country, many monks who had fought side by side with the Undefeated Taoist were horrified. They had never expected that the highly respected old senior would die so miserably.
"Soul Devourer! Oh no, Senior Soul Devourer, great kill!"
On the Xia Kingdom side, countless cultivators burst into cheers.
Lin Tiannan, Seven Stars True Lord and others also nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in their eyes.
The Soul-Devouring Demon has been roaming the martial arts world for hundreds of years. He is indeed quite capable, with ruthless methods. He is one of the top masters in the late Jindan stage.
Regardless of whether the Unbeaten Taoist is about to die, this deal is a loss. The Soul Devouring Demon was able to help the Xia Kingdom's immortal cultivation world win back a game when the odds were 1:2, which is already a great achievement! ...
"Friend Ning."
Lin Tiannan transmitted his voice: "The next match is your turn, and it will also be the decisive battle of these five duels. I hope you will kill decisively and fight for the Xia country's immortal cultivation world!"
"Don't worry, senior. I will definitely do my best!"
Seven Stars True Lord also sent a message: "Nephew Ning, fight with all your strength and be extremely careful. The bastards from Sangyu Country have been plotting against us, and they must have hidden evil intentions in this fifth match as well. This match will be extremely dangerous for you, so be careful!"
"Uncle Master, please rest assured. I know what I am doing."
In the fifth game, there was no need to announce the matchups as both sides had only one player left.
…
Ning Daoran floated away in a green shirt, exuding an aura of tranquility, indifference, and everlasting youth.
A young monk in a gray robe slowly walked out from the crowd of Sangyu people. It was Huo Canzi. He had an ordinary appearance, but his triangular eyes were filled with murderous intent! (End of this chapter)