A month passed quickly, and Juman City was reached, a secluded manor.
Wei Tianming, Shen Long, Ye Hongyao, Wang Yueyue, Tian Hua, Lin Qing and other more than a dozen alchemy cultivators sat around a blue stone table, drinking tea and chatting.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I heard that you raised a third-level ice dragon."
Lin Qing said in an envious tone.
"I went to the Beihai Immortal Cultivation World to surrender. If Fellow Daoist Lin is interested in the third-order dragon, you can also go to the Beihai Immortal Cultivation World."
Shen Long said with a smile.
"There are indeed more third-order dragons in the Beihai Immortal Realm, but it is not easy to subdue third-order dragons. Some third-order dragons would rather die than surrender, and can only be killed in exchange for resources."
Wei Tianming sighed.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, have you ever killed a third-level dragon? His magical powers are quite impressive!"
Ye Hongyao said in surprise.
"Fairy Ye misunderstood. We are setting up a formation to kill the third-order dragon. We are fighting alone. I am not the opponent of the third-order dragon. Fellow Daoist Lin may be able to do it."
Wei Tianming smiled bitterly.
"If it's the dragon at the early stage of the third level, I'm still sure to kill it. If it's the middle stage of the third stage, I'm not sure. If it's the dragon at the late stage of the third stage, it's good if I can run away."
Lin Qing said.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are an elite member of the Wanjian Sect. Don't you have a spiritual treasure? With the spiritual treasure in hand, you can kill the third-level dragon with ease."
Tian Hua was so proud.
"Fellow Daoist Tian is really good at joking. Spiritual treasures are not ordinary things. Even Yuanying monks may not have them, let alone Dan-forming monks."
Lin Qing smiled bitterly.
After chatting for half an hour, Tian Hua proposed exchanging immortal cultivation resources, and none of the monks objected.
Tian Hua took out hundreds of materials, and a black jade box caught Shen Long's attention.
"Fellow Daoist Tian, what kind of elixir is in the jade box?"
Shen Long asked curiously.
Tian Hua opened the lid of the box and took out a black Ganoderma lucidum. There were some golden lines on the surface of the Ganoderma lucidum.
"Eight hundred years of Xuanyin Zhi, exchanged for the highly poisonous elixir and fruit."
Tian Hua said.
"Xuanyin Zhi! Fellow Taoist Tian is actually able to obtain this elixir. Xuanyin Zhi can only be cultivated in places with particularly strong yin energy."
Ye Hongyao said in surprise.
"I found this from the Xuanyin Cave. There are a lot of Yin-attribute materials there, but there are a lot of ghosts, and there are even ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage."
Tian Hua explained.
"Fellow Daoist Tian, are you talking about Xuanyin Cave Heaven, one of the seven dangerous places?"
Shen Long asked curiously.
Tian Hua nodded and said: "Exactly, a few friends and I went to hunt for treasures. Three friends died under the sneak attack of ghosts. The yin energy in Xuanyin Cave is so thick that it is difficult to find the existence of ghosts. My luck is pretty good. Okay, two Nascent Soul cultivators encountered mutated ghosts and were all killed. My master happened to see the mutated ghosts killing the Nascent Soul cultivators. If my master hadn’t run fast, he would have died in the Xuanyin Cave."
"Mutated ghosts! Can ghosts also mutate?"
Ye Hongyao said doubtfully.
"Of course you can, but mutated ghosts are rarer than mutated spiritual beasts. Just run as far as you can when you encounter mutated ghosts!"
Shen Long said.
The monks took out things for Tian Hua to check and communicated with Tian Hua.
Shen Long exchanged the elixir for some elixirs that were seven or eight hundred years old and kept them for elixir refining.
Half an hour later, the gathering ended and the monks left one after another.
Back at his residence, Shen Long walked into the alchemy room, sat cross-legged on a red futon, closed his eyes and rested.
A quarter of an hour later, Shen Long opened his eyes and took out the Red Crow Cauldron.
He opened his mouth, and a ball of three-color flame flew out, turning into a three-color firebird, emitting terrifying heat.
The Red Lotus True Flame swallowed up a ball of third-level spiritual flames, becoming more powerful.
The three-color firebird flapped its wings lightly, rushed towards the red crow cauldron, hit the bottom of the red crow cauldron, and turned into a ball of three-color flames, submerging most of the red crow cauldron, and the temperature in the room quickly increased.
Shen Long's mouth felt dry, as if falling from a volcano.
He threw the materials into the red crow cauldron and closed the cauldron lid.
After a while, a faint medicinal fragrance floated out from the Red Crow Cauldron.
Shen Long concentrated on it and paid close attention to the situation inside the cauldron with his spiritual consciousness.
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Sirius City, a secluded manor, with pavilions, pavilions and waterside corridors.
A tall young man in a golden shirt and a dignified-looking woman in a purple skirt were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting. Judging from their appearance, they were obviously from the Wu clan.
"I want them to help, but they actually want us to help deal with the human Yuanying monks."
The young man in golden shirt frowned and said.
Wu Xian, the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"The barbarians are not willing to do anything early. Who asked us to ask for help? The barbarians are willing to help. We can avoid detours and reduce losses."
The woman in purple skirt sighed.
Wu Yan is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
A group of Wu Clan monks entered the Immortal Burial Tomb to hunt for treasure. Two Nascent Soul monks led the team. Only one Danjie monk came out alive, so they turned to the barbarians for help.
"I hope they keep their promise! As long as we can get that thing, it doesn't matter if we help."
Wu Xian said in a deep voice, with a look of longing on his face.
A burly man in a yellow shirt walked in, with several spirit animal bags tied around his waist. He was smiling, as if he was having some happy event.
"Great-grandfather, I got a bottle of blood essence from a third-level dragon in exchange."
The big man in yellow shirt said with a smile.
"Wushan, what did you exchange for it? The barbarian monks are quite capable!"
Wu Xian asked casually.
"My grandson exchanged it for a few yin beads from the ghost king in the elixir formation stage. There is no place with strong yin energy in Donghua Immortal Cultivation World, so yin-attribute materials are relatively rare."
Wushan explained.
"Your Nine Nether Python has the blood of a dragon. The essence and blood of the dragon are useful for its advancement. If you take the Dragon Transformation Pill, it might be able to transform into a dragon!"
Wu Xian took out a cyan porcelain bottle and handed it to Wu Shan.
"Thank you, great-great-grandfather!"
Wu Shan thanked him and took the cyan porcelain bottle with both hands.
"Don't feed it the flood dragon pill yet, wait until this battle is over."
Wu Xian ordered.
"Yes, great-great-grandfather."
Wushan agreed wholeheartedly.
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Three days passed quickly, Juman City and Yuling Garden.
In a certain secret room, Shen Long was sitting on a futon, staring closely at the Red Crow Cauldron not far away.
After a while, Shen Long put away his spiritual flame and opened the lid of the cauldron.
He stepped forward, looked into the cauldron, and saw twenty-four golden pills. Each pill had nine pill patterns on its surface, with full particles and bright colors.
Shen Long's face was filled with joy. After the Red Lotus True Flame swallowed up another group of third-level spiritual flames, the alchemy efficiency increased again. A furnace of third-level elixirs could be refined in three days.
He took out a red communication disk and typed in a magic formula. The voice of Master Bingcan sounded: "Shen Long, the decisive battle is about to begin. We are about to set off. We will meet on the city wall immediately."
"I understand, master."
Shen Long agreed, put away the interrogation tray, changed his face, and walked out.
After leaving the Yuling Garden, he turned into a ray of light and flew high into the sky, and soon reached the city wall.
A large number of monks gathered on the city wall. More than fifty Nascent Soul monks gathered on the city wall. It was so spectacular.
There are more than fifty Nascent Soul monks from the eighteen human nations, and some Nascent Soul monks are still left behind to guard the rear.
Outside the city, hundreds of thousands of barbarian monks gathered here, ranging from Qi Refiners to Nascent Soul.
Lu Qingshan's face condensed and he said solemnly: "Follow me to meet the enemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan flew out, and Liu Zian and others followed him.
"kill!"
With a wave of Zhesen's hand, hundreds of thousands of barbarian monks dispersed and rushed towards the Rejection City.
Hundreds of thousands of humans also dispersed and fought on the vast plains, with both sides looking for their opponents.
The low-level monks of the human race gathered together in twos and threes and joined forces to fight against the enemy, as did the high-level monks of the human race. There was nothing they could do, the barbarians' physical bodies were very powerful.
Shen Long's eyes swept over and landed on a tall man in black shirt with a round waist. The man in black shirt stood on a huge red fire dragon with a murderous look on his face.
Tu Xin, born in the Black Crow tribe, is in the late stage of pill formation.
Barbarian monks also raise spiritual beasts and spirit insects. Half a year ago, Tu Xin appeared on the battlefield and killed many alchemy monks with a third-level dragon.
The red fire dragon of Zhenren Chijiao killed many barbarian monks, and was besieged by many barbarian monks. He was seriously injured and has not yet recovered.
Just as Tu Xin was about to look for his opponent, a blue tornado more than a hundred feet high swept over.
He snorted coldly, and the red fire dragon under him looked up to the sky and roared, spitting out a thick red flame and heading straight to the opposite side.
The red flames collided with the green tornado, and the green tornado exploded and turned into hundreds of giant wind blades, heading straight for Tu Xin.
Tu Xin's body surface glowed with black light, and a huge black crow phantom appeared in the void above his head. The black crow phantom sprayed out a black sound wave, defeating the incoming giant wind blade.
"court death!"
Tu Xin snorted coldly, and the red fire dragon under him shook its head and tail, and pounced on Shen Long.
Before the red fire dragon even got close, it spurted out a stream of red flames and headed straight for Chen Long.
Shen Long looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a deafening dragon roar, and sprayed out a red sound wave, defeating the red flames.
The void above his head fluctuated, and a huge black bird claw appeared and headed straight for his head.
Shen Long reacted quickly, his right hand lit up with a dazzling red light, grew a large number of dragon scales, turned into a red dragon claw, and defeated the black bird claw.
A thick and long red dragon tail swept over and slapped Shen Long.
Shen Long waved his claws to block the red dragon's tail, and his body flew behind him uncontrollably.
Before he landed, a black tornado more than a hundred feet high swept through and was in front of him in an instant.
Shen Long shouted loudly and sprayed out a red sound wave, defeating the black tornado. Hundreds of giant black wind blades flew out and hit Shen Long's body one after another. There was a dull sound of gold and iron clashing, and Shen Long's The body surface was covered with red scales and was safe and sound.
(End of chapter)
