msmithbooks Chapter 148 The Great Terror
Chapter 148 The Great Terror
Chapter 148 The Great Terror
Lu Bei asked for trouble, and received a look from She Xuan. He frowned deeply when he saw the two behemoths moving in and out, using their invulnerable bodies to crush the monks back and forth.
There is a problem with the secret realm, there is a problem with the formation, and naturally there is a problem with the owner of the two evil dragons.
Fighting the young and bringing in the old is the eternal truth of the Immortal Cultivation World.
The young ones are so difficult to take care of, but the old ones are exaggerated. As a weak Innate, Lu Bei doesn't want to bring trouble to herself, but she has no choice but to let go of the golden-scaled snake, so she can only wait with She Xuan.
"Let's agree, at most, a cup of tea. If Sister Snake doesn't come back, I'll leave on my own." Lu Bei took out the white plain sword, raised his hand and flicked the blade, a ray of cold light bloomed, and he hit a flat A.
They all saw that he didn't touch the fish. If he killed the evil dragon, he would get a share of the credit, and he would also get a share of the dragon tendons and bones.
She Xuan didn't respond, the golden light of the snake's eyes flashed, and the vision switched to the perspective of the golden-scaled snake, and ordered it to find the heart position and give the evil dragon a hard bite.
boom! !
There was a loud roar from heaven and earth, and in the ruins outside the Land of Bones, figures appeared one after another.
For some unknown reason, all the monks who entered the secret realm were teleported here.
Thousands of bones filled the sky with flames, and the ferocious sea of blood surrounded them. Innate and Soul Formation monks were fighting two evil dragons in mid-air, which dumbfounded the monks with average cultivation levels.
Among the crowd, the disciples of Extreme Monarch Sect occupied a corner, led by the two chief stewards Lin Fengxian and Zhao Yingxiong. Seeing the evil dragon raging in the audience, no one could stop it, and both of them looked extremely ugly.
Having just driven away the minions of the Iron Sword League, the two stewards were exhausted and tired. They looked at each other and saw trouble in each other's eyes.
It's impossible to fight. Who knows how many evil dragons there are here.
Zhao Yingxiong raised his arms and called on the monks to find a way out quickly. He made some sarcastic remarks and asked them to work harder if they didn't want to die.
Thousands of monks dispersed after hearing this, because most of them were really mediocre in ability, and those who couldn't jump over the sea of fire and enter the central area could only move around the ruins, so the scene...
Large rescue excavation site.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Yingxiong had another wave of contempt in his eyes. He had already said that the ruins had not yet been discovered and no one else was allowed to enter rashly. If they refused to listen, everyone thought that they had a great opportunity. Now that they are fine, they would die here. You can't even find it from the grave.
"Hohohoho——"
Smelling the suddenly large amount of human scent, the two evil dragons perked up and excitedly swam high into the sky towards the outer ruins.
The new dishes on the table are average in color and flavor, but they are large in quantity and filling. They don’t mind taking a few bites.
How advanced are the two evil dragons? Thousands of monks put together are not enough for them to spray out one mouthful at a time. In less than a moment, hundreds of people have been reduced to food.
Lin Fengxian and Zhao Yingxiong just pretended that they had not seen it and that they had brought the blame on themselves and were not worthy of pity. They ordered a dozen disciples to form an formation to protect themselves. After a while, they flew high into the sky and exploded with their cultivation momentum, leading two evil dragons to the sea of bones and fire. .
"Listen, monks from the Soul Formation Realm present, I am Lin Fengxian, the chief steward of the Extreme Monarch Sect Tranquil State. These two Flood Dragons are extremely capable and cannot be resisted by one person. Today, there is no suspicion of Taoism and the only way to survive is to share the same path..."
"Everyone, if you don't move now, when will you wait?"
"..."
After shouting, it was of no use. Anyone who had reached Soul Formation would not be willing to be used as a spearman by Lin Fengxian.
Lin Fengxian laughed angrily, scolded the fools, and faced Zhao Yingxiong with an evil dragon.
The two of them moved forward and backward, making fist seals with their five fingers. Regardless of the consumption of mana, the auras around their bodies surged together, and they jointly made a shocking punch seal.
The fist roared, squeezing out countless air waves, and the huge fist seal hit the evil dragon's head like a mountain.
With a thunderous bang that shook the earth, the evil dragon's body stagnated and fell into the sea of fire from a high altitude. After standing up, he shook his head wildly to dispel the drowsiness. His physical strength was terrifying. He received a joint blow from two big stewards, and even his mouth was bleeding...
"Crash--"
Vomited.
The evil dragon vomited blood, but it was not internally injured by the punch mark, but was dizzy from the heavy blow, and its stomach was turbulent, and it spurted out all the blood it had just swallowed.
The shapeless filthy flesh and blood fell into the sea of blood, making the sound of popping beans. A golden lump with a diameter of two meters was the most conspicuous.
Yuantong broke the golden ball, touched his bare head with lingering fear, looked up and saw the fierce battle, and flew away without thinking.
"Two great stewards, please wait a moment. Yuantong from Longding Temple is here!"
The roar filled the air, Yuantong waved his fists, using the Divine Ability of the Dragon Elephant, he opened the way with his elbows and hit the evil dragon like a cannonball, knocking it staggering in mid-air.
Seeing his powerful teammate appear, Lin Fengxian was overjoyed. No matter who Yuantong was, he praised loudly: "It turns out he is an eminent monk from Longding Temple. No wonder there is such a god..."
"Male Gobi, this long snake skin is really hard to break. If I had known this, the poor monk should have taken out the abbot's sword." Yuantong spat fiercely and rushed out with another elbow.
Lin Fengxian: "..."
The beautiful words made his praise instantly pale, and he just shut up and pretended that nothing happened just now.
Three Soul Formation Realm warriors with tyrannical cultivation and proficiency in melee combat joined forces to suppress the arrogance of an evil dragon.
another……
Maybe it was due to a bad stomach, or maybe it was due to other reasons. His eyes were bulging, and his neck was swollen like a balloon. It vomited black blood and rolled like crazy in the sea of fire. When it was attacked by the monk Law Treasure, it just ignored it.
Is it so powerful?
Lu Bei murmured in his heart, and saw a Golden Light Escape from a distance entering the sea of blood. Knowing that it was a golden-scaled thin snake that had successfully escaped, he couldn't help but be impressed by its fierce and poisonous nature.
Obviously, the golden-scaled snake got the chance of the snake god's bloodline and was reborn like She Xuan. It can no longer be viewed with the same old eyes.
Lu Bei was thinking about getting close to Sister Snake, lest She release the snake one day and bite someone, causing him to lose hundreds of millions of assets in a fit of drowsiness.
Lu Bei could tell that the evil dragon was extremely poisonous, and the other monks who were watching were no exception. He asked them to fight for their lives, shaking their heads faster than the other, but they had no objections to beating the drowned dog.
With Yuantong's trio in front, a few low-key Soul Formations were sure to win this battle, and thinking about the spoils, they struck hard and hard. For a moment, the lightning storm roared continuously, and swords and law treasures emerged one after another. The evil dragon roared but could not get up.
Seeing this, She Xuan shook her head slightly and touched the gold bracelet on her wrist that had returned to its place at some point. She had a trick called Soul Formation. She originally wanted to try it with the evil dragon, but it seemed like there was no room for her to use it at the moment.
Lu Bei followed the crowd and paddled. His sharp eyes saw the aura of the evil dragon drifting away. His right hand suddenly tightened the Su Chen Sword. Amid the endless surge of frost, a blazing white light appeared.
The light buzzed, folding the space wherever it passed, tearing through the sky at a speed beyond imagination. Almost as soon as the sword was raised, the sword light hit the head of the evil dragon.
Black blood spurted out, one of the evil dragon's horns was broken off, and a large gap was torn in the forehead.
It spit out a large black mist with hatred, and the rich evil energy caused the whole world to fall into chaos. Bone Mountain collapsed, and waves of blood swept across all directions. While extinguishing the waves of fire, it directed endless evil thoughts to the monks on the edge of the ruins.
"Found it, the teleportation array is here!"
In the crowd, a big man found the teleportation array behind the pillar.
His appearance was not impressive, and there was nothing outstanding about him. The same was true for the female cultivator standing next to him. Her face was sallow and unsmiling. If she had to say what she had in common, it was probably her straight, long legs.
The monks rushed towards the teleportation array as if they had been granted amnesty. Seeing this, the big man hurriedly pulled the female monk to take the first step.
Before stepping into the teleportation array, a talisman was extinguished and a message was sent to Lu Bei from afar.
This is not a place where you will stay for a long time, so leave quickly!
After receiving a message from Hu San, Lu Bei was even more concerned about leaving. Seeing that the evil dragon obviously expelled more air than it took in, but it still refused to die even if it was hung in one breath. Unwilling to do so, he threw away his sword and struck down again.
After cutting off the sword, he didn't look back, called She Xuan, and quickly retreated to the teleportation array.
"Why is there a teleportation array over there at the ruins? Didn't you say it's in the sea of blood?" She Xuan said quickly.
Lu Bei remained silent. There is indeed a teleportation array in the sea of blood that connects to the outside world, and it is the only way to leave this place. The teleportation array in the ruins...
Forgive him for daring to speculate, but it didn't exist before.
The sea of blood was surging with rage, and a black shadow was wandering under the sea, as if something terrible was about to appear.
Several Soul Formation monks who were thinking about the spoils were extremely frightened. They had been immersed in the Taoism for many years. They stopped their offensive and ran for the road. The evil dragon roared with blood marks on their foreheads. They climbed to the edge of the sea of blood. After spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, they were on the verge of collapse. His body fell straight down and a large splash of water exploded.
The same was true for Yuantong and the two Extreme Monarch Sect managers. They were timid and did not dare to stay for a long time. They jointly struck a blow and suppressed the evil dragon from raising its head. They quickly ran towards the location of the teleportation array.
In the sea of blood, a vague figure stood still, looking at the fleeing crowd from a distance.
Beside him, evil dragons were crawling and drooping...
…
[You defeated Jiao Shishi and gained 4 million experience points. After determining that the level difference between your opponent was greater than level 20, you were rewarded with 4 million experience points]
On the outskirts of Huolong Mountain, far away from the entrance to the secret realm, Lu Bei greeted She Xuan and found a place in the grass to squat down. Seeing that the latter silently stepped back half a step without forcing him, he squatted alone and waited for Hu San to come.
"There is actually a reward for defeating. It's really outrageous. No, it's fair and just. I wish the programmer a full head of black hair..."
Lu Bei whispered, seeing that the disparity was greater than twenty levels, he roughly understood the reason why the secret realm suppressed mana. It was not for blood food, but a shackle to tie the evil dragons to make them obedient.
"This benefactor, a poor monk, is tactful and courteous."
A strong aura hit his face. Lu Bei remained motionless and thought with his toes. If he was so low-key that he didn't attract any attention, the great monk should be looking for She Xuan.
"This benefactor, who has a handsome face and a transcendent temperament, has become a tactful and courteous monk."
"It turns out to be Master Yuantong. Tranquil State Ding is here. Why?" Lu Bei stood up and matched the keyword. Yes, it was him.
"To be honest, this poor monk came down the mountain specifically to look for the remains of his junior brother's golden body that was left outside. I wonder if the donor has seen it?" Yuantong's eyes widened. It was useless not to admit it. If he dared to find it, he would have everything. of certainty.
"..."
(End of chapter)