Chapter 585 Tiannan Immortal Alliance
"After passing through the magma layer, we will be one step closer to the treasure."
True Lord Long Ji glanced at the fiery red magma layer in front of him, with a faint burning feeling in his eyes.
Ning Daoran was a little worried.
"Brother Longque."
He frowned and said, "You are already injured on top of injured, Ning suggests that you leave immediately and return to the Sea Dragon Immortal Boat to wait, otherwise if you encounter a big monster again, you may not be able to stop it."
"But, the young lady..."
Longque Sanren glanced at Ning Mingyu with mixed feelings.
Before leaving, Ning Tianyi handed Ning Mingyu to him for protection with great care. At that time, in Ning Tianyi's mind, Longque Sanren was more reliable than his sworn brother Ning Daoran.
But he didn't expect that it would come to this. Longque Sanren was injured again and again, while Ning Daoran was brave and advanced, and he was invincible with a big blue dragon.
At this moment, if Longque Sanren left, he would be betraying Ning Tianyi's trust.
As a loyal servant of the City Lord's Mansion of Guixu City, he naturally could not do such a thing as deserting the battlefield.
"Brother Ning, I'm fine..."
Longque Sanren gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Although I have been injured, I still have some magic power and strength. After all, I am still a Yuanying. If the young lady encounters any danger, even if I can't save her, at least I can use this useless flesh and blood body to resist it, right?
If you encounter danger again, Brother Ning, just protect the young lady. I don’t need to take care of her. This trip… life and death are not the fault of others. Brother Ning, don’t worry about it.”
"Why are you doing this?"
Ning Daoran felt a little helpless, but he didn't say much.
"In that case, let's continue on our way. We shouldn't stay here for long."
True Lord Long Ji gently raised his hand and created a field in the magma layer, saying: "Please quickly pass through the magma layer to avoid wasting more mana."
"Walk!"
Ning Daoran was holding the big blue dragon and walking in front, Ning Mingyu was in the middle, Longque Sanren was the rear guard, and Jinghong Zhenjun was walking side by side with Ning Daoran.
Several people quickly went down and passed through the magma layer.
Four thousand feet underground.
Behind the magma layer is a thick layer of limestone.
"stop!"
Lord Long Ji suddenly raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Something seems to be wrong ahead."
"Indeed."
Ning Daoran squinted his eyes and saw that a very wide space area suddenly appeared in the depths of the rock layer. If he wanted to go deeper, he had to fly through this area, but there was wind in this area.
Moreover, there were wisps of light golden wind.
"Is this... the legendary earth spirit wind?"
Jinghong Zhenjun frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that we would encounter such a spiritual wind, so deep underground... The creation of heaven and earth is so magical, it is simply breathtaking."
Ning Daoran frowned and released his Nascent Soul consciousness to investigate the earth spirit winds. Apart from the abundant spiritual energy, he didn't notice anything else.
"Everyone, can Rong Ning investigate first?"
As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers together, took out two first-class paper figures from his sleeves and released them.
"Puff!"
With two soft sounds, two figures that were comparable to those in the late Jindan stage floated away, one was an old man and the other was a young man.
“…”
Zhenjun Jinghong was slightly startled, and looked at Ning Daoran with his beautiful eyes in surprise.
When she was practicing in the Pilgrimage Sect, she had long heard that the legendary Jianjia Sanren was extremely good at refining paper figures, and that the figures he refined were not the kind that could only deceive the eyes and ears, but possessed real fighting power.
In the border war, a large number of monks from Sangyu Kingdom died at the hands of this man's paper figurines. It is said that this man later transformed himself into Qiu Shui Zhenren. When he was traveling in Bailong River, he used the paper figurine technique to kill almost all the demonic monks in the state.
Now seeing Ning Daoran using paper figures to test the earth's spiritual wind, Master Jinghong felt somewhat complicated.
Whether to be an enemy or a friend seems to be just a matter of thought.
"Ning Dao friendly means!"
True Lord Long Ji exclaimed: "This paper figurine is so lifelike and indistinguishable from the real thing. It's really amazing!"
"You are too kind, fellow Taoist."
Ning Daoran smiled faintly, but his eyes were always fixed on the two paper figures.
In the air, the spiritual wind of the earth blew indiscriminately, and the bodies of the two paper figures suddenly began to deform. The body of one of the paper figures quickly rusted and turned into a piece of broken paper in the wind.
The other paper man was staggering, half of its body was corroded by rust, and soon it was corroded and turned into a pile of shredded paper.
“Not good…”
Ning Daoran frowned and said, "These earth spirit winds are not simple. They contain extremely rich earth essence. Ordinary cultivators who pass through the earth essence will inevitably be corroded by rust and die on the spot."
The Wu Earth essence here is even more concentrated than that in Fulong Tianyuan, so a Jindan stage cultivator naturally cannot resist it.
"elder brother."
Ning Mingyu offered up the Lotus Pendant and said, "I have the Lotus Pendant to protect me, I wonder if it can resist these Wu Earth Essences."
"It should be possible."
Ning Daoran nodded, but looked at Longque Sanren: "Brother Longque, you are seriously injured. If you force your way through the Earth Spirit Wind and are corroded by the Earth Essence, the consequences will be disastrous."
"It doesn't matter."
Longque Sanren took out his white jade staff and said, "I want to give it a try."
"Whatever."
Ning Daoran said in a deep voice: "You two go first, I will stay behind, so that I can take care of you if anything goes wrong."
"good."
True Lord Long Ji nodded. He was increasingly impressed by Ning Daoran.
…
In the air, Ning Mingyu took out the lotus pendant and floated down.
Longque Sanren followed closely behind, stepping on the white jade staff and using all his magic power to wrap the white jade staff.
Ning Daoran didn't care at all. He had the Eternal Green Art to protect him, and was no longer afraid of the rust from the earth's essence.
As for True Lord Long Ji and True Lord Jing Hong, they each sacrificed their treasures and tried to force their way through the earth's spiritual wind.
In the air, several figures slowly fell down, heading deeper into the earth veins.
"Hiss~~"
The spiritual wind of the earth blows, and wisps of rich earth essence linger around.
Ning Mingyu gritted her teeth, and the lotus pendant in her hand shone brightly, condensing into rays of wood-attributed essence that enveloped her body, so that although the earth-attributed essence was powerful, it could not corrode her body.
On the contrary, Longque Sanren's face became paler. He had already run out of magic power. In addition, the white jade staff was a water-attributed magic weapon, and its own properties were restrained by the earth spirit energy. As a result, if he wanted to rely on the white jade staff to protect his body and force his way through the earth spirit wind, it would be a waste of time and effort.
“Puff~~~”
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Suddenly, Longque Sanren spat out a mouthful of blood.
"not good!"
Ning Daoran hurried forward, but saw that Longque Sanren's body was being eroded by the essence of Wu Earth.
"Senior Longque!"
Ning Mingyu was horrified.
"what to do?"
True Lord Long Ji was speechless.
"I will take Fellow Daoist Longque back first and will be here soon. Please ask the two Daoists to escort Mingyu to the next level."
"good!"
The next moment, Ning Daoran used a bit of magic power and took Longque Sanren back the same way, quickly arriving at the gray rock formation.
…
"well……"
Longque Sanren finally took a breath and sighed helplessly, "I am really useless now. I didn't expect to become a burden to everyone this time. I really failed the city lord's trust..."
"Don't feel guilty, you've done your best."
Ning Daoran took out a few first-class paper figures and released them, saying, "Brother Longque, you can rest here for a while. When you have recovered your magic power, return to the Sea Dragon Immortal Boat to wait for us. I will be responsible for Mingyu's safety. Don't worry, I will make sure she is safe. These paper figures can also protect you if they stay here."
"In that case, thank you very much, Brother Ning..."
Longque Sanren gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you..."
"You're welcome."
Ning Daoran patted Longque Sanren's shoulder, then turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared, passing straight through the earth spirit wind and heading towards Ning Mingyu.
Ning Daoran was actually not quite reassured about leaving Ning Mingyu's safety in the hands of the two Nascent Soul Masters, True Lord Long Ji and True Lord Jing Hong. He was not completely confident in these two people.
In the spiritual wind of the earth, a ray of light appeared in an instant.
"Brother~~"
Ning Mingyu showed a look of delight.
"Um."
Ning Daoran came over and said, "For the next exploration, Mingyu and I will continue to cooperate with the two Taoist friends. Is that okay?"
"Of course."
True Lord Long Ji said in a deep voice: "When a treasure like the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror appears in the world, there must be a powerful guardian. One more person means more strength. It is our great honor that Fellow Daoist Ning is willing to join hands with us to obtain the treasure!"
"Let's go."
Ning Daoran frowned: "We're almost there."
"Um!"
Everyone flew down.
Soon after, the rock layer became even hotter, and when Ning Daoran released his Nascent Soul consciousness to scan the area within a hundred miles, he discovered that there were dense auras below, and they were actually Golden Core auras! "So many Golden Core Stage!"
True Lord Long Ji's expression was stern: "Why are there so many Jindan-stage human cultivators so deep underground? How did these people pass through the blockade of the Molten Cave Bugs and the Earth Spirit Wind?"
"Constrain your breath."
Ning Daoran immediately began to practice the Acalanatha Divine Art and said, "Let's investigate a bit first and understand the situation first!"
"That's exactly it!"
So, the three Yuanyings restrained their auras and walked in front, while Ning Mingyu restrained his aura and stayed behind several miles away to avoid being discovered by the crowd below.
Soon after, after passing through a scorching cloud, we saw an extremely simple hall at the bottom of the cave. At this time, traces of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the hall. At least two hundred Jindan-stage monks were standing there, each holding a jade slip with spiritual energy surging in their hands. In this small hall, there were dozens of formations! At the core of these formations was a large hole with fiery red magma constantly gushing out. At this time, a very strong demonic aura emanated from the hole!
In this cave, there is actually a demon beast in the late Nascent Soul stage imprisoned! "!!!"
Ning Daoran was dumbfounded. These human Jindans were tired of living. They actually thought that dozens of formations plus the power of hundreds of Jindans could kill gods and kill a quasi-god-level Yuanying demon beast?! ...
"Everyone!"
In the crowd, an old man in the late Jindan stage said in a deep voice: "We, the Tiannan Immortal Alliance, have been planning for decades and finally waited for this moment. It took so much effort from our members to travel through the underground passage to the lair of the nine-headed demon snake! Today, as long as we kill this nine-headed demon snake, we can bring the treasure back to the Immortal Alliance. Let's see who else in the outer sea dares to look down on our Tiannan Immortal Alliance!"
"Tiannan Immortal Alliance!"
"Tiannan Immortal Alliance!"
"Tiannan Immortal Alliance!"
A group of people waved their fists and shouted slogans.
The next moment, more molten lava gushed out of the hole in the center, and someone shouted, "Everyone be careful, the nine-headed demon snake is about to come out!"
(End of this chapter)