Chapter 82 Seven Killing Poisons (Seventh update! Please subscribe first!)

"Boom——"

With a slight sound, the red jade plate of the old ghost Huo finally shattered under the fierce attack.

"You actually hid your cultivation!"

Huo Laogui's eyes were red, he didn't expect that as a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, not only did he fail to defeat Ning Daoran, but he was also at a disadvantage in the protracted battle, and even his proud protective magic weapon was broken into pieces.

In fact, Ning Daoran did not hide his cultivation level. He is now in the early stage of foundation building.

It’s just that his foundation in the early stage of foundation building is too profound, far superior to that of ordinary cultivators.

"die!"

Old Ghost Huo flipped his palm, and a magic weapon seal appeared in his palm, and he attacked again.

Ning Daoran even sensed that Chen Wu's breath in the distance had disappeared, so he did not delay any longer. He raised his hand and an arrow shot through the air!

"hidden weapon!?"

Old Ghost Huo was horrified. As he retreated, he suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his head.

Under the traction of the blood-colored thread, a broken porcelain piece spun and quickly cut open his skin and flesh! For a moment, Huo Laogui's face was horrified.

Ning Daoran gently raised the Qinglong Spear, and the magic power of the eleventh level of Changqing Jue rolled and turned. Under the transformation of the Zhenyang Furnace Jue, it turned into a flame as thick as red magma and instantly engulfed the body of the old ghost Huo.

As a cultivator who also cultivated the fire spiritual root, the moment Old Ghost Huo came into contact with the True Yang Flame, his skin was torn and his face turned pale.

"Ning Daoran, you..."

The next second, the protective robe of the old ghost Huo turned into ashes, followed by the skin and flesh bursting open, and even his soul was burning and trembling under the pure true yang flames.

In a few breaths, the great cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building died on the spot and turned into a pile of ashes! Ning Daoran passed by and took the storage bag and a set of excellent inner armor of Huo Laogui.

…

When he turned around, a figure was already standing in the air ten feet away.

The ancestor of the Wang family is back. He has taken Chen Wu and Xin Lei's storage bags for himself. He stared at Ning Daoran not far away with a strange look in his eyes.

"Friend Ning..."

The Wang family ancestor's eyes were cold and clear: "You are the foundation-building elder of the Chaos Sect. I have always had a good relationship with the Chaos Sect. I never thought of making things difficult for you. There is no need to be nervous, my friend."

"I see……"

Ning Daoran's nervous expression eased a little: "Just before Huo Laogui took action, he said that today's trip to the secret realm was a trap set up by him and fellow Daoist Wang. Now it seems that he was just bluffing and just wanted to distract me."

"My friend, your guess is correct."

The Wang Family Patriarch looked at the pile of ashes that Old Ghost Huo had turned into, and said with a cold gaze, "This man has always been cunning. I have only met him a few times, but he actually attacked Fellow Daoist Ning. This is something I had never thought of."

"Ning was also shocked."

Ning Daoran frowned and said, "It seems that I have been practicing in the mountains for a long time. I have a solid foundation for cultivation, but my experience in the martial arts world is far from enough. I can only blame myself for being careless just now."

“I wonder what kind of method that paper man spell you used just now is?” The Wang family’s ancestor began to test.

"It's just a trivial skill."

Ning Daoran looked towards the entrance of the secret realm and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Wang has obtained the Chilong Ding, and I have also obtained Huo Laogui's storage bag, we can stop exploring the secret realm today. I will leave the secret realm and return to the mountain gate."

"Fellow Daoist, please stay..."

The ancestor of the Wang family sighed and said, "We have gone through so many hardships to get here. Don't you want to see the treasures of Qingyun Secret Realm? This Chilong Ding is just an ordinary treasure we found halfway."

"And there is a treasure?"

"Exactly."

The ancestor of the Wang family raised his hand to the end of the stairs above and said, "I have been here once several decades ago and I know that there is a treasure box hidden deep in the top of the platform, but the treasure box is heavy and cannot be taken out by one person.

I am an old friend of the Chaos Sect, and I have a connection with you. Let's work together to take out the treasures in the treasure box. After that, I will also take out the Chilong Ding and split the treasure with you in half. What do you think?"

Ning Daoran frowned, revealing a look of excitement and hesitation.

"Friend Ning, how many opportunities like this can you have in your life? The treasure box may contain the opportunity to form a pill. Don't you have any idea about forming a pill?"

Ning Daoran pretended to be persuaded, but was still very hesitant, and said: "Since you said so, I should not refuse. But to be on the safe side, I want to verify your identity."

As he spoke, he took out a sound transmission talisman from his storage bag and pushed it towards the other party, saying, "Fellow Daoist Wang, please leave a mark on the sound transmission talisman. I will release this sound transmission talisman back to the mountain gate and inform the sect of my current situation. How do you think?"

"My friend, you really have to be very cautious!"

The Wang family ancestor was full of admiration and said with a smile: "With such a heart and mind, why worry about not achieving the great way?"

As he spoke, he gently made a mark on the sound transmission note and said with a smile, "My friend, please do as you please!"

Ning Daoran opened and closed his mouth slightly, said a few words to the sound transmission note and then let it fly away. Immediately, the sound transmission note turned into a ray of fluorescence and flew straight to the entrance of the secret realm.

"snort……"

A hint of sneer flashed across the corner of the Wang family's ancestor's mouth. He had tried this before, but the sound transmission talisman he released kept circling around in the secret realm and never flew out.

The magic magnetic field in the secret realm is disordered, and the sound transmission note has no way of determining the direction.

"In this case, the two of us can cooperate with confidence." The Wang family ancestor said with a smile.

"Um."

Ning Daoran said: "This is my first time in Qingyun Secret Realm, so I will follow your arrangements."

"That's great. Let's quickly get the treasure. We shouldn't stay here for long!"

"Your words make sense, fellow Daoist!"

…

Soon after, the two flew to the top of the platform.

Sure enough, an abyss appeared in the center of the top of the platform. It looked like a deep mechanism carved out by humans. Looking down at the abyss, one could sense the majestic magical power surging in it.

Ning Daoran used his spiritual sense to scan and sure enough, there was a heavy black iron box at the bottom of the abyss.

"This treasure box weighs more than ten thousand pounds, and is protected by prohibitions."

The Wang family ancestor said in a deep voice: "You and I must use the treasure to tie the two ends of the treasure box tightly, and then work together from both sides to take out this treasure."

Ning Daoran was surprised: "This cave is at least ten feet deep. Not to mention that there is no treasure that long, even if there is, it may not be able to bear the weight of ten thousand pounds plus the restriction."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Don't worry about this, my friend."

The ancestor of the Wang family patted the storage bag, and two golden ropes floated out of it. He wrapped one of them with magic power and slowly pushed it over, smiling and saying, "This is a top-grade spiritual weapon golden silk rope, there are two of them.

It is made from the finest materials that I have collected over the past few decades, and I have put so much effort into it just for this day.

Little friend Ning, I will lend you this golden rope temporarily. You must return it after use."

He was a little embarrassed: "After all, I am just a casual cultivator of a family, and my foundation is not that deep. Naturally, I cannot compare with a famous sect like yours."

"You are too modest, fellow Taoist."

Ning Daoran gently raised his hand and wrapped the golden rope with his magic power. Then he repeatedly scanned the rope with his spiritual sense to confirm that there was no trace of any tampering on the golden rope before he took it off with his palm.

"Let's get started."

The ancestor of the Wang family shook the golden rope in his hand, and under the influence of magic power, one end of the golden rope fell into the abyss as if it had a spirit, and quickly tied one end of the treasure box tightly.

Ning Daoran followed suit and cast a spell of control. The golden rope in his hand immediately extended downward at one end and soon tied up the other end of the treasure box.

“Let’s work together!”

The Wang family patriarch nodded slightly and began to cast a spell to tighten the golden rope.

Ning Daoran also held the golden rope with both hands and worked with the other party to lift the treasure box up.

The claim of tens of thousands of pounds was indeed not false. In a blink of an eye, veins popped up on Ning Daoran's forehead and his face turned slightly pale.

When the iron box was halfway up, the treasure box seemed to become even heavier.

At the same time, a strand of dark green poison suddenly spread rapidly along Ning Daoran's hands to his arms, and for a moment he felt as if he couldn't breathe.

"Not good..."

Ning Daoran looked shocked.

"It's too late to find out now!"

The ancestor of the Wang family raised his head, with a ferocious smile on his old face: "You want to share the treasure with me? Do you think you are worthy? This golden rope has long been tempered with the colorless and odorless Seven Killing Poison. Little thing, go to die in peace!"

His body flashed and disappeared from the spot, and then a huge blood-red palm fell from the sky and slapped Ning Daoran's head fiercely! "Look at my bloody hand!"

Under the overwhelming spiritual pressure, Ning Daoran's body could not move, and his body was immediately turned into powder under the opponent's bloody hands! However, there was no scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

On the contrary, Ning Daoran's broken body turned into pieces of paper.

“Not good!”

The Wang family ancestor was startled, and saw a dark blue figure falling from the sky, holding a green dragon spear and chopping it heavily on his head!

For a moment, the Wang family ancestor was furious. He was deceived by the substitute paper man again! "You will die today!"

The ancestor of the Wang family shouted loudly, and as he retreated, a speed talisman was activated. Then, spiritual weapons and magic tools flew out from the storage bag one after another.

What's worse, he slapped the spirit beast bag suddenly, and suddenly a breath of a demon beast in the late foundation building stage surged, and a huge green figure appeared out of nowhere!

Wind Wolf, a late stage second stage spirit beast.

It is rumored in the Qingzhou cultivation world that the ancestor of the Wang family has the ability to tame beasts and has tamed a wind wolf with combat power comparable to that of a quasi-dan.

This wind wolf rarely shows up, but in the Wang family it is regarded as a sacred beast.

A late-stage foundation-building great cultivator, plus a wind wolf comparable to a quasi-pill, their strength would be feared by all the ordinary sects in Qingzhou! Ning Daoran instantly produced five substitute paper figures, which turned into five paper cultivators to entangle the wind wolf, and he activated the Riding the Wind Free and Easy Art, instantly turning into a beam of light and rushing towards the entrance of the secret realm! ! "Want to escape? Dream on!"

The ancestor of the Wang family cast several spells, greatly increasing his speed. Coupled with the effect of the second-level speed talisman, he actually had the upper hand in overall speed! As the two sides got closer and closer, the sound of the two attacking spiritual weapons breaking through the wind was chilling!

One of them was a emerald green dagger, and the other was an offensive spiritual pendant that looked like a fiery red flower stamen.

Ning Daoran didn't think twice and instantly injected his magic power into the inner armor. Suddenly, the outline of the first-grade silver-scale armor appeared around him. With two "bangs", he took the opponent's two attacks! "I want to see how many attacks your inner armor can withstand!"

The ancestor of the Wang family manipulated the spiritual weapon to attack continuously, his eyes full of arrogance. He fought against someone in the early stage of foundation building with someone in the late stage of foundation building, jumping two levels higher. What's more, the opponent was already scared, so he was almost sure to win this fight.

(End of this chapter)