Chapter 635: No Peace
“Shua shua~~~”
Ning Daoran and True Lord Liuyun landed on the deck of the Du'e Immortal Boat one after another. Immediately, True Lord Du'e cast a spell to control the Du'e Immortal Boat to sail into the air forward.
The moment the immortal boat entered the Yin River, the three of them suddenly felt cold, as if they had fallen into an icy river.
What’s even more terrible is the feeling of having one’s magic power forcibly sealed and extracted.
In this area where magic power is forbidden, Ning Daoran tried several times but was unable to mobilize any magic power at all. All the magic arts in his body had been sealed.
This feeling is extremely mysterious, just like a person leaving the air or a fish leaving the water. The world of immortal cultivation is so wonderful that there is such a strange rule and power.
"this……"
True Lord Du'e and True Lord Liuyun both looked pale.
At this moment, the two of them were unable to use any magic power, which meant that they were just equivalent to stronger mortals. This feeling of being in crisis made them both extremely uncomfortable.
Ning Daoran was slightly better off. Although he was unable to cultivate any magic power, he was holding the Great Azure Dragon in his hand, his blood was surging, and the strength of a warrior in the Hunyuan realm was still there. Naturally, he was still fearless.
"Don't panic, my two Taoist friends. I'm here." He smiled slightly.
Master Du'e was speechless for a while.
True Lord Liuyun smiled and said, "With Fellow Daoist Ning here, I naturally don't have to worry about anything."
Du'e Zhenjun pondered: "If you two Taoist friends want to talk about love, can I avoid it for a while?"
“No need.”
Ning Daoran smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong between Daoist Friend Liuyun and I. There is no need to avoid it."
True Lord Liuyun covered his mouth and chuckled.
At this time, hundreds of immortal boats and spirit boats of various sizes were crossing the Yin River. Just as Ning Tianyi said, as long as they sacrificed a flying refining treasure, they could cross the river. Of course, flying swords, flying discs, etc. would definitely not work. Those treasures needed continuous blessing of magic power to fly. The power of the immortal boats and spirit boats came from spirit stones, which was completely different.
…
About a cup of tea later, the Du'e Immortal Boat passed through the Yinhe area.
The feeling of being suppressed by the heaven disappeared instantly, and the magic power in the three Nascent Souls quickly awakened and even filled up. Suddenly, my whole body felt relaxed. This feeling was really good.
However, there were chaotic clouds everywhere ahead. These clouds seemed to have an isolating effect. Even Ning Daoran's Nascent Soul consciousness could only detect a few dozen feet away.
"My two Taoist friends, please don't get off the boat yet."
Ning Daoran stood at the bow holding the big blue dragon and said, "It feels weird here. I'm afraid it's not safe."
"Um!"
Du'e Zhenjun nodded heavily: "That's what I mean too!"
True Lord Liuyun nodded, his beautiful eyes looking into the distance with caution.
“Wow wow wow wow~~~”
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying was heard not far away. The crying was so heartbreaking and creepy.
"It's really strange."
Master Du'e gripped the sword even tighter.
At this moment, a huge pale figure suddenly rose up from the clouds below, with disheveled hair, black eye sockets, limbs made of white bones, and tattered clothes. It screamed in an extremely ferocious voice: "Old woman, old woman, look, there is fresh flesh and blood delivered to your door~~~"
As he spoke, the old man suddenly opened his arms and embraced a spirit boat that was several meters long. Then he opened his bloody mouth. For a moment, the two early Jindan cultivators on the spirit boat were terrified.
"Hold!"
One of the Jindan cultivators even uttered obscene words.
The next moment, the third-order inferior ship protection formation arranged outside the spiritual boat exploded directly. The two Jindan monks hurriedly shot out their flying swords, but the flying swords bounced off the old man's face with two "clang clang" sounds. Then the blood, flesh and essence of the two were continuously sucked away. In a blink of an eye, only skin and bones were left. They fell down miserably and died on the spot! The old man who sucked the blood, flesh and essence was actually an evil spirit in the early stage of the Nascent Soul! "Uh... No living person has set foot in this place for many years. Good, good... I can drink blood again..."
In the distance, another huge figure rose into the air from the chaotic fog, raised its sharp claws, and hit a medium-sized spirit boat fiercely. With just three hits, the formation was smashed into pieces. Then it grabbed a mid-stage Jindan cultivator who was about to escape, and threw him directly into its bloody mouth, chewed it with big mouthfuls, and swallowed it quickly.
For a moment, evil spirits in the early Nascent Soul stage kept rising into the air from the clouds and launched indiscriminate attacks on the fleet of human cultivators.
…
"Gudong..."
Master Du'e swallowed his saliva and said, "Oh my god, this is so scary..."
"Of course not."
Ning Daoran frowned, still standing at the bow holding the Qinglong Spear.
At this moment, a thick yin energy rose rapidly in front of them, and transformed into a woman in red. She had a hideous face and a tongue that was eight feet long. She stared at Ning Daoran in a grim and terrifying way, and said with a smile: "Make a red skirt, a wedding dress, whose son is singing, girl, don't panic, my lover is on the way..."
“It sounds terrible!”
Ning Daoran closed his eyes at first, but when he suddenly opened them, the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art began to circulate in his body, and a vision of nine suns soaring in the sky appeared behind him. He plucked a sun on the spot and threw it out with a "whoosh"!
“Ahhhhhh~~~”
With a sharp wailing sound, the female ghost in the early Nascent Soul stage was embraced by the sun and burned to a state worse than death. In the blink of an eye, the ghostly body evaporated and turned into wisps of debris in the air.
“…”
Master Du'e was stunned.
He knew that Ning Daoran would definitely not be afraid of this kind of Nascent Soul early stage evil spirit with his strength, but why was he so fast? Killed in one move? What the hell was the technique of the nine suns anomaly?
"Could it be that what Brother Ning is practicing is the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art of the Lieyang Taoist Palace?" asked True Lord Liuyun.
"Exactly."
Ning Daoran smiled and said, "In the past, when I was in the Jindan stage, I went to Kuizhou to visit the Lieyang Dao Palace. Later, by chance, I received the inheritance from the deputy palace master Feng Yinghai and obtained the complete mental method of the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art."
"I see."
True Lord Liuyun said, "I did meet Feng Yinglong, the Palace Master of Lieyang Dao Palace, once before. Unfortunately, during the Black Tide War at the Border War, Feng Yinglong was surrounded and killed by a group of blood demons."
“…”
Ning Daoran was surprised: "When did that happen?"
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"That was more than two hundred years ago..."
"I see……"
Ning Daoran took a deep breath. When he went to Lieyang Taoist Palace, he once investigated the whereabouts of Palace Master Feng Yinglong. He found an empty shell of Feng Yinglong in the Palace Master's Hall. He was extremely shocked at the time. Now, combined with the information from True Lord Liuyun, everything made sense.
In fact, Feng Yinglong, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, had already died in the battle with the Black Tide. However, in order to maintain the reputation of one of the top ten sects, the Lieyang Taoist Palace forged evidence that Feng Yinglong was still alive. The empty shell and the mirror that could reflect Feng Yinglong's false image were probably the work of Feng Yinghai, and it could be said that he had good intentions for the sect.
It’s a pity that a person’s vision and pattern may be the key to ultimately determining success or failure.
When Ning Daoran went up the mountain to seek Dharma, Feng Yinglong refused to exchange the Nine Yang Furnace Secret, but he even tried to trick Ning Daoran into saving his daughter. Unfortunately, the trick backfired on him in the end, and he, a great cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, exploded and died in the icy soul essence.
Therefore, there were actually no Nascent Souls in the Lieyang Taoist Palace later on. There were only elders in the late Golden Core stage guarding the gate. As for whether it would rise or fall later on, it is unknown.
Ning Daoran frowned, not knowing what Feng Jingshan's current situation was, whether she had broken through, whether she had already entered the Lieyang Taoist Palace, but she was a girl and could not practice the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art, so everything was not optimistic.
Of course, these things have nothing to do with Ning Daoran anymore.
…
"Old woman, here come three more fresh flesh and blood."
In front of them, two evil figures in the early Nascent Soul stage rose from the ground again. One was an old man, and the other was an old woman, both with grimaces on their faces.
"Nascent Soul Stage, tsk tsk... This is much sweeter than the flesh and blood of those Golden Core trash."
The old woman laughed in a sinister way and said, "Someone, come quickly, the banquet is about to begin!"
For a moment, a dense and evil aura surged from afar.
"Come on, everyone."
Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "Brother Du'e, Fellow Daoist Liuyun, you don't have to do anything, I can do it alone."
"good."
Lord Du'e nodded. He was happy to save some mana. After all, killing these evil Nascent Souls would not be counted as a military achievement.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten evil figures stood in front of them. They were extremely huge, giving a feeling of "Attack on Titan". Pairs of bloody eyes stared straight at them, making Master Du'e and Master Liuyun feel creepy.
"Boy, I heard you want to beat ten people?" the evil old man laughed sinisterly.
"That's right."
Ning Daoran floated up and left the Du'e Immortal Boat. At this moment, his soul suddenly lit up. The Fiery Sun Divine Tree, which had grown to the height of two people, emitted a rosy glow, and rays of light were injected into his magic power.
“Swish!”
The tip of Da Qinglong's spear was directly lit up.
"A group of souls who should have returned to dust long ago are still staying in the human world to harm people. Don't you feel the slightest bit of shame?"
Ning Daoran rushed out holding the big blue dragon and said with a smile: "Since you are unwilling to go down in a decent manner, there is no other way. Ning can only help you to do so in a decent manner!"
As he spoke, the Great Azure Dragon swung its sword continuously, and the Four Symbols Spear Techniques burst out in mid-air!
“Boom boom boom!”
The tip of the spear was ignited by the glow of the Fiery Sun Tree, and the flame was extremely blazing. When it hit a group of evil spirits, it was not just a magical attack, but also a fierce destructive attack from the Fiery Sun Tree on their souls.
No doubt about it, one shot at a time, all in the head!
The light of the Nine Heavens Thunder Escape Art flashed continuously in the air. Ning Daoran moved so fast that his figure could no longer be seen. Only the huge bodies of the evil Yuanying spirits were seen standing in the same place, but their heads all exploded on the spot, as if a grand fireworks show was being staged.
“…”
True Lord Liuyun opened her mouth slightly. She could no longer express her inner thoughts with words. She really didn't know whether these Yuanying Early Stage Evil Spirits were too weak or whether Fellow Daoist Ning was too strong. She just felt that these Yuanying Early Stage Evil Spirits died too easily! (End of this chapter)