Jian Jiuge ignored the curses, threats and begging for mercy from the monks who were kneeling on the ground, and said sternly: "xx, xx, xx... Sixteen monks, not caring about the friendship of fellow robes, swallowed fellow monks for themselves. The relic of the robe is a heinous crime and should be killed according to the law. As a warning to others, all the disciples will be executed immediately. Kill..."
I saw the disciples standing behind these kneeling monks holding magic swords shouting in unison: "Kill."
The magic sword in his hand fell, and sixteen great heads rose into the sky. The blood on his neck was like a fountain, painting a scene of chilling.
When the other monks saw this, they were either happy, angry, or solemn, with all kinds of emotions.
After collecting the corpses of these monks, everyone drove their magic weapons and threw them into the valley.
Yang Song, Ning Tao and others also headed towards the deepest part of the canyon.
After a fight, everyone recognized each other, and their words were full of brotherhood and brotherly respect, and there was harmony.
The entire canyon is about dozens of miles long, like a huge sinkhole left by a long hammer. Several people came to the deepest part of the canyon.
I saw huge black bird's nests scattered among the strange rocky hills.
The black strange eagle that escaped back to its lair saw everyone, dragging its body with scars and croaking strangely, and sprayed black fireballs the size of basins into their mouths, trying to resist.
But how could these strange eagles be the opponents of Ning Tao and others? They were dodged and scattered one by one, looking for opportunities to kill them one by one.
Seeing many young birds and black eggs in the nest, everyone immediately subdued the young birds, put the eggs away, and stuffed them into the spirit beast bags around their waists.
Arriving at the top of the stone hill, what came into view was a small tree about ten feet tall that grew in a nest that was more than ten feet in size. It was emitting a crystal-white light. There were sparsely growing leaves on it that also emitted a crystal-white light.
On the branches, there are fist-sized white jade fruits that look like babies, but below the rhizomes, densely packed roots like living creatures are squirming among countless decaying bones, which makes people feel deep in their hearts. Chills.
I saw Ning Tao touching the dead bones with the Qinghong Sword, and they turned into dregs, but the essence in them had already been absorbed by these roots.
Seeing this strange appearance, Ning Tao's face showed a look of obsession. Yang Song spoke first and said: "As expected by the master, it takes half a mile to travel a hundred miles. Senior brothers and sisters, please take out the things you prepared in advance." Bar."
After saying that, he took out a blood-colored jade bottle from the storage bag on his waist, opened the lid, and a stream of thick blood poured out, pouring on the roots below.
It seems that the smell of blood can be smelled from the rhizomes below. They are like filament-like rhizomes, greedily absorbing the fallen blood.
Upon seeing this, everyone took out a blood-colored jade bottle from their waists, opened the lid, and poured out the blood.
Half an hour later, there was no more blood in the jade bottles in everyone's hands. They waited quietly as the roots of the living creatures absorbed all the blood.
At this time, the entire white jade-like small tree seemed to have really come to life. The roots, trunk and branches were all blood red, and only the leaves on the branches were still the color of white jade.
The trunk and the rhizomes below are like blood vessels, and the fist-sized fruits are like the beating of the heart. With each breath, blood-red light moves upwards along the rhizomes.
Through the trunk, to the branches, into the baby-like fruits.
As the blood continues to be absorbed, from time to time there are pieces of fluorescent white jade leaves that slowly dissipate.
The little tree exuded bloody red light, which reflected on everyone's faces, making it indescribably weird.
A few hours passed, and the small blood-red tree slowly returned to the color of white jade, exuding a little bit of fluorescence, and there were fewer and fewer fluorescent white jade leaves on the branches.
When all the leaves were gone, a strong aroma suddenly emanated from the fruit. Everyone was shocked when they smelled the aroma. The true essence of their Dantian was turbulent, and their faces turned red.
Ning Tao only felt that the mana in his body increased by three points in an instant, and then an unbearable stinging pain spread throughout his meridians, and then returned to its original state in a moment.
At this time, Ning Tao felt that the mana he could use was filled by three points, and he had not yet used his spiritual sense to explore.
Everyone around him took out the jade boxes and jade knives that had been prepared, and picked the white jade fruits on the branches. Ning Tao quickly took off his own portion, put it in the box, closed the lid, and stamped the ban.
Among them, Jian Jiuge from Taiyi Sword Sect and Yang Song from Yaowang Sect took out two fruits respectively, but everyone who saw this did not stop them.
Before everyone could be happy, they felt their feet shaking, and the originally bulging hills slowly sank.
The small white jade tree that looked so magical just now turned into little white lights and disappeared into the world like dandelions blown away by the wind.
After a while, except for the scattered nests of strange vultures and jagged rocks, nothing could be seen again.
Although everyone's faces were trying their best to remain calm, the joy that could not be concealed in their eyes revealed everyone's mood.
At this time, Shi Huo from the Tianxing Alliance said: "The magic bone wood used by these strange vultures to build bird's nests is also a pretty good spiritual material. However, there are too many and the size is too large, so it is not convenient to install. It's better to collect some other things." After saying that, he took some second-level magic bone wood from the strange eagle leader's lair, put it into a storage bag, said goodbye to everyone, and drove the magic weapon away from here.
Seeing this, the rest of the people also took some and left the place.
After everyone left, Yang Song smiled and asked Ning Tao and Ning Feng, who were also staying, "Junior brother Ning, how about we go together next?"
When Ning Tao heard this, he looked at Yang Song and said with a narrow face: "Then I'll bother Senior Brother Yang next."
"Haha, junior brother, stop teasing me. I am also helpless because of being forced by Master. Why are you and I so pretentious? Let's go, let's go. If you are slow, others will get the good things."
At this time, Ning Tao suddenly stopped Yang Song, who was about to leave, "Senior Brother Yang, wait a moment, there are some things I need to verify."
After saying that, he squeezed the magic weapon and shot out a white flame, and went to an ordinary strange vulture's nest not far away.
Immediately afterwards, the nest stained with flames ignited like dry firewood, with a black flame more than ten feet high. In a moment, only a black bone bead the size of a thumb was left.
When Yang Song saw this, a strange look appeared on his face.
But he didn't ask too much. After all, everyone has their own secrets, especially inquiring into other people's cultivation secrets, which is a taboo in the world of immortality.
Moreover, if Ning Tao dared to do this in front of him, he must have something to rely on. He was definitely not practicing any forbidden method, so he didn't need to meddle in his own business.
He didn't understand the purpose, and now that Ning Tao had taken advantage of him, he couldn't blame others.
Upon seeing this, Ning Tao gathered these nests in one place and released a large amount of bone flames. In a moment, endless flames rose into the sky.
After a cup of tea, all that was left was black ashes on the ground and three to four hundred black bone beads the size of a thumb.
Ning Tao collected them one by one, put them into several jade boxes, marked them with restrictions, and left with Yang Song and his younger brother who looked weird.
.......
In a few days, the monks carried out the spirit of plowing the ground three feet and plundered the entire valley cleanly.
Although there are some injuries, the monsters that can live here under the ferocious power of the strange vultures are more or less capable, and death and injury are inevitable.
At this time, Ning Tao, who was following Yang Song and Ning Feng out of the valley, looked a little pale, as if he had been seriously injured.
How Ning Tao, who had always been very cautious, got injured was related to an ice toad guarding the third-level elixir.
In the past few days, a team of three people had been killing everyone here and robbed many precious spiritual objects.
In a cold pool, the three of them found a crystal-like blue lotus. When Ning Tao saw the lotus, he realized that the ice lotus was a third-level spiritual material, the Xuanming Cold Lotus.
Although this object has no other effect, it allows monks who practice both ice and water attributes to refine a spell similar to their innate magical power. Xuanming Cold Light is one of the strongest magical powers for ice and water attribute monks.
When they saw this thing, the two brothers Ning Tao and Ning Feng were filled with joy and were ready to pick it and take it back to their sister.
So he asked Yang Song to work together to win this thing.
However, in this cold pool of more than 100 feet, there is a strange cold toad the size of a millstone.
This cold toad is extremely cautious. No matter how provocative the three people are, it will never leave the cold pool. As long as everyone tries to attack, it will hide under the water of the cold pool.
Under his cold breath, everyone's attacks often failed.
Ning Tao tried to use the ghost object in the Blood Soul Banner to pluck the cold lotus, but before he could reach the cold lotus, he was frozen to the point of being unable to move due to the cold air breathed out by the cold toad.
If it were an ordinary monk, he would have turned into an ice sculpture, fallen into the tunnel and become the food of the cold toad.
As a last resort, Ning Tao could only use the five-fire fan as a talisman to try to lure the cold toad to protect the cold lotus, revealing his figure and revealing his flaws.
Under the protection of Yang Song, Ning Tao used the five-fire fan talisman to emit a large flame, covering the water near the cold lotus.
Seeing this, Han Chan rushed out of the ice, spitting out clouds of cold air from his mouth, blocking the flames more than ten meters away from Han Lian.
Ning Feng, who was hiding in the dark at this moment, suddenly came to Han Chan with a golden light from his hand...
The cold toad let out a painful and harsh frog cry, kicked off his legs, and plunged into the cold pool.
When Ning Tao saw this, his magical weapon turned into a stream of light, and he was about to pick the cold lotus. However, he was attacked by the cold toad that had escaped from the cold pool. A red and white tongue directly pierced several protective shields and went straight to Ning Tao came to the door.
Ning Tao, who was well prepared, used his energy and struck out with a palm. A gray palm collided with the cold toad's tongue, knocking it back.
But a cold air flowed into the meridians along the palm of his hand, making Ning Tao's whole body stiff from the cold.
When the cold toad saw that he could not succeed with one attack, he jumped into the cold pool and disappeared.
After Ning Tao took off the cold lotus, the three of them left the cold pool. But at this time, everyone seemed to hear the angry sound of frogs croaking behind them.
After this incident, Ning Tao became what he is now...
