Return to the Mountains
Flames shot up into the sky, and the flames swept across everyone's bodies, causing no harm to them. However, they temporarily resisted the invasion of the ice, preventing them from being trapped and unable to move.
Lan Xin was still hesitating and unable to make an accurate judgment. It was the time when her consciousness was weakest, and the dragon was rarely affected by the contract. Seeing that he could not influence her thoughts, the dragon made her sleep first, wanting to wait until he got rid of these annoying humans in front of him before persuading her.
Although Ding Can's words just now shook Lan Xin, the situation became worse because of the obstruction in the middle, but it also proved that her previous idea was correct.
Those words touched the dragon's sore spot, and it was also the scene it least wanted to see. If Lan Xin really wanted to give up her current identity of coexisting with the monster, it would definitely have a huge impact on it.
But now the most difficult problem is how to wake Lan Xin up again.
This place is far away from the cliff where Lan Xin jumped off, but the river water spread from somewhere, turning it into almost an isolated island, and dark clouds covered the entire forest.
Ding Can lowered her head and found that under the emerald green magic emitted by the bamboo umbrella, the ice that had condensed up to her calves had melted and dissipated at some point, and her dress had become dry at the same time.
It was obvious that other people were not as comfortable with it as she was. She then realized that this bamboo umbrella was really a very useful magical weapon, worthy of being carefully crafted by a reclusive master.
"Don't fight too long." Yuan She sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together, and a gradually expanding space crack appeared in front of everyone.
Under normal circumstances, he could shrink the distance by a thousand miles and go anywhere he wanted to go in just a moment, but now, under the pressure of the dragon's momentum, the speed of all his spells was sluggish when they were used, and it would take several times longer than before to really take effect.
But it is already taking shape after all. It will be soon. If it expands a little more, one of them will be sent out first.
However, this small action could not escape the eyes of the big demon. A black mist floated over quickly. Ding Can turned around and stood in front of Yuan She, spinning the bamboo umbrella in his hand. A loud noise was made when it collided with the black mist, and then the mist scattered and was absorbed by the umbrella.
The umbrella surface reflects the light and dark colors like ink, becoming a mark on it.
The bamboo umbrella can absorb external magic power. Depending on the faction, it will leave traces of magic on it, and then spend a short period of time to refine it to deepen the power of the magic weapon itself.
However, although she managed to block the fatal attack on Yuanshe in time, she did not expect that the dragon would also make a move on the side at the same time, completely shattering the space crack that had not yet opened.
Yuan She was also hit back by this, and blood spurted out of his lips, but he quickly recovered and continued to recite scriptures to prevent the ice on his body from spreading.
A-Lian had just suffered considerable injuries while rescuing the little white snake. There were many poisonous insects surrounding her, which kept eating the growing ice clean. She placed the suppressed little snake in her arms.
Snakes and dragons are of the same lineage, and with such a huge disparity in abilities, it was impossible for the dragon to put up any resistance.
A Lian raised her arm and shook her wrist. There were many tiny silver bells strung on her wrist, and every time she moved her wrist, it made a faint and crisp sound.
The sound of the bell spread far away, and it was hard to tell whether it was the original sound or mixed with the echo. A fine black mist rose from the withered trees and then flew towards the dragon.
After a closer look, I realized that it was made up of various insects, which densely surrounded the dragon's body.
These are creatures that originally live in the mountains and forests. They act like this because they are driven by A Lian and the poisonous insects, but they don't actually have much killing power. They just crawl in through the gaps in the scales and can slightly divert the attention of the big monster.
"Don't waste your energy. None of you will be able to walk out of this mountain alive today. And don't even think about sending a message to anyone. I have completely cut off all the surrounding passages."
As early as the beginning, when Yuanshe was thinking about not letting the noise on the mountain spread to the surrounding area and affect the nearby residents, Jiaolong also made some moves.
Its only intention was to take the lives of these human ascetics, so it naturally nipped any possibility of being exposed in the bud.
Yu Beining didn't believe it and took out a jade token. This was the basic magic tool for transmitting signals in the immortal sect, and the one in his hand was only for high-level disciples. After being crushed, it could be directly passed to the elders.
He pinched the jade token with two fingers and exerted a little force with his fingertips. It turned into silver light and rushed straight down the mountain to the location of the immortal gate.
However, just as he reached the outskirts of the back mountain, he was hit by the barrier set up by the dragon, and was blocked and unable to move forward. Then his magic power dissipated and turned into nothing on the spot.
This means that there is no other way except to fight with all your might.
Yu Beining exerted a little force on his toes, and the whole person flew up lightly. He raised his sword and rushed towards the place where Lan Xin had just disappeared on the dragon's body, trying to see if he could find a way to take it away.
With the protection of the bamboo umbrella, Ding Can's previous discomfort was finally reduced a lot, and he began to continuously inject his own magic power into the umbrella handle.
This magic weapon is like a giant amplifier to her. After her magic power instantly increases several times, it can at least scare others temporarily.
Ding Can's body spun several times in the air, and the rain turned into a vortex in the high-speed rotating air. She followed Yu Beining and stabbed at the dragon's body with him.
The scales were as hard as rocks, and they couldn't penetrate even a little bit at the moment of contact. Instead, they were hit by the backlash of the big monster, and both of them were blown away.
The dragon was irritated at this time and finally gave up any meaningless negotiations with these humans. He originally just wanted to release the anger that had been suppressed just now, but now he felt that it was meaningless. Why bother to argue with these people.
Only by taking their lives can we truly be free from worries.
The rain-soaked forest was the most comfortable place for it. The dragon stretched out its body, flew around in the clouds, and floated in the air, with a loud cry resounding through the sky.
Several people on the ground were brought in front of it at the same time. A cold light flashed in the dragon's eyes. The next second, the surging black air coming from all directions directly penetrated its body.
Ding Can leaned back uncontrollably, feeling that his internal organs and brain were being squeezed at the same time. Heart-wrenching pain came over him, and he once again felt what this was like when death came.
She couldn't hold the bamboo umbrella. The handle did not fall to the ground after it slipped out of her hand. Instead, the umbrella opened in front of her, continuously absorbing the black mist.
The dragon made a puzzled sound and stretched its head forward again. Only when it was so close did Ding Can really see what the big monster looked like. A creature like a dragon, if you look at it at first glance without any special warning, would easily be mistaken for a snake.
It can be distinguished because it has two horns on its head, but they are different from the majestic and flamboyant dragon horns, and look like two extra tumors.
"You are so weak, yet the magical weapon you carry is interesting."
It opened its mouth and exhaled, and a stronger evil breath came out. Ding Can subconsciously covered half of his face with his hand, and found that the bamboo umbrella was still able to protect him at this time.
Trying her best to get rid of the influence of the black fog in her body, she continued to slowly channel her magic power to expand the area covered by the bamboo umbrella and try to protect the people around her.
Every component on the umbrella is made entirely of bamboo. Even the umbrella surface is made by soaking and boiling bamboo leaves to form a slurry, which is then formed into a thin paper paste, and then dried in the sun to strengthen it, becoming its current appearance.
The entire process of creating these things from scratch is all in Ding Can's memory.
Behind the courtyard where she and her master lived in Fukong Mountain, there was a very large bamboo forest. It was evergreen all year round and there was no season when the bamboos were withered or yellowed.
When I was very young, I saw a firm and reliable figure working in a corner of the yard, spending many days to make this bamboo umbrella.
Compared to the accumulation of mana that finally condenses into the body of the magic weapon, the process that actually relies on manual production requires more mental effort.
However, Ding Can seemed to only remember the back view. When he tried to see the man's face clearly, it was blurry. He had no idea what the master looked like.
"If you kill me, my master will not let you go."
"I see. But what I hate most now is people. It's a bit unfair." Jiaolong didn't answer her, but left this incoherent sentence.
Even with the bamboo umbrella protecting her, the difference in their cultivation and magical power was too great, so they were unable to change the status quo. The lives of several people were still in the hands of the dragon. Apart from her, the others around her were in even greater pain.
There is no need to defeat the big monsters one by one, just catch them all in one fell swoop.
Without the obstruction of these monks, and after it has fulfilled all the hatred in Lan Xin's heart, it can leave here and continue to enjoy the life of a great demon.
Zhu Nanjing's eyes were bloodshot, his skin began to turn red, and flames were burning on his body, with a tendency to grow bigger and bigger. It could be seen that he was continuously injecting magic power into his body.
"What are you doing?" Ding Can looked at Yu Beining's surprised expression and realized that the other party must know something.
"He studied under the descendants of the Yan Clan. One of their techniques involves using one's life to summon the Flame God to possess one's body. However, once the formation is complete, there is no turning back. Zhu Nanjing, you're crazy."
There are many collections in the Xianmen. When Yu Beining was borrowing books, he saw one of them that recorded this method. The founder of Yanmen was instructed by the Yan God who traveled around the world before he became famous, and he had also done favors for the gods.
Before leaving the mortal world, the Flame God made a wish to him. His descendants can use this technique to pray to the god and gain a moment of profound magical power.
But the gods will not allow you to ask for it blindly, so it can only be used once in a lifetime, at the cost of burning your own life.
After a while, the magic power will be exhausted and the caster will explode and die.
So he wanted to use this to temporarily hinder the dragon's movements and buy a glimmer of hope for others.
The warm firelight reflected on his face, and Zhu Nanjing remembered that he was chosen by his master as a child. After becoming his apprentice, he asked his master what the most powerful magic was.
At that time, he understood the pros and cons of being possessed by the Flame God, but he did not feel the slightest fear.
We are born to die, and as long as our death can change the situation, it is worth it.
"It's not a waste to use it here."
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