A deafening dragon roar sounded, and the ice dragon flew over. It was currently at the late third level.
Before Shen Long attacked the Nascent Soul stage, he released the ice dragon and asked it to stay nearby to prevent other creatures from getting close.
The ice dragon let out a loud roar, seeming to congratulate Shen Long.
"Thanks a lot."
Shen Long praised him, took out a beast-nurturing pill and fed it to the ice dragon.
He has just entered the Nascent Soul stage and needs to practice quietly for a while to consolidate his realm.
The tree man came over and said: "Four pill-forming monks came here just now. One of them wanted to interfere with the master's attack on the Nascent Soul. They have already escaped."
"Ignore them! I will consolidate my realm first, and then I will meet them again and settle accounts with them."
Shen Long said.
He put the ice dragon back into the spirit beast bag, turned into a ray of light and flew through the air, landing in a dense forest. Looking around, there were towering trees everywhere.
A towering tree lit up with a green light, and the tree man appeared.
Shen Long shook his sleeves, and seventy-two yellow formation flags with flashing light flew out and floated in mid-air.
With a pinch of his magic technique, all seventy-two yellow formation flags lit up with dazzling yellow light and sank into the surrounding ground.
Shen Long took out a yellow array disk and inserted a magic spell. A large amount of yellow mist surged from the ground, covering a radius of more than ten miles.
He released the Iron-tailed Scorpion and let it and the tree men stand guard.
Shen Long sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. A red glow appeared on his body, covering his whole body.
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Mantuo Mountains, Song Family.
In a quiet manor, Song Xueqing and Bing Canren were sitting next to a green tea table, drinking tea and chatting.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, my tribe has been asking around for news about your disciple, but there is no news about him. It is estimated that he is no longer in the world of immortality in southern Xinjiang."
Song Xueqing said.
Master Bingcan asked the Song family to help find Shen Long, but found no trace of Shen Long.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Song. If you can be of use to Lin in the future, just ask."
Master Bingcan promised.
"It's just a little effort. Fellow Daoist Lin spent a lot of time looking for Xiaoyou Shen. The relationship between you master and disciple is very good!"
Song Xueqing praised.
Many Nascent Soul monks regard their disciples as their subordinates and ask them to help collect resources for cultivating immortals and inquire about information. Masters like Master Bingcan are relatively rare.
"Isn't this what it should be? This is how masters and disciples should be."
Bing Canzhen didn't take it seriously.
"People are different. Some masters treat their disciples as slaves and kill them whenever they disagree. Some masters take specially qualified immortal cultivators as their disciples and train them to a certain level. Some masters even sacrifice their disciples with their blood for cultivation. .”
Song Xueqing said.
The world of immortality is huge, and there are all kinds of masters.
"Are those people worthy of being called master? No more, Lin is leaving. If Mrs. Song goes to the Donghua Immortal Realm, she can come to our Yuling Sect to sit down."
Master Bingcan stood up to say goodbye and left the Mantuo Mountains with Han Yuwei and the others.
Even the Song family couldn't find Shen Long. It is estimated that Shen Long is not in the world of immortality in southern Xinjiang, and may have gone to the world of immortality in Beihai.
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Tianwu Mountains, a quiet manor.
Wu Xian and Wu Yue were sitting next to a blue stone table, drinking tea and chatting.
"Wu Xiao went to the Ten Thousand Poison Valley? It's so good. Why did he go to the Ten Thousand Poison Valley?"
Wu Xian said doubtfully.
"It's probably for his life Gu to advance! Has your life Gu been cured?"
Wu Yue asked.
"We have almost recovered. If we go to the Immortal Tomb for burial again, we must have a late-stage Nascent Soul monk to lead the team, and we must also have spiritual treasures."
At the end of Wu Xian's words, a look of lingering fear appeared on his face.
The last time he went to the Immortal Tomb, he almost died. If he went to the Immortal Tomb again, he would have to be more prepared.
Wu Yue nodded and said: "Wait for fellow divination fellow to come back! He is out on business. He has the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul and the spiritual treasure, so there should be no problem."
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Deep in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, in a certain green dense forest, a cloud of yellow mist can be seen.
The yellow mist rolled and surged, revealing Shen Long's figure.
He practiced quietly for more than half a year, consolidated his realm, and planned to leave the Ten Thousand Poison Valley.
Shen Long took the tree man back into the spirit beast bag and released the hundred-eyed golden cicada.
The Hundred-Eyed Golden Cicada is currently at the late third level and makes a cheerful cicada chirp.
Shen Long fed it a beast-nurturing pill, and the eyes of the hundred-eyed golden cicada lit up with a dazzling golden light.
"Let's go!"
Shen Long ordered and walked forward, followed by the Hundred-Eyed Golden Cicada and the Iron-tailed Scorpion stalking underground.
Three days later, Shen Long appeared in a long and narrow valley. The vegetation in the valley was dense, and the stone walls on both sides of the valley were uneven. The iron-tailed scorpion suddenly broke out of the ground, and its tail stinger went straight to the stone wall on the left, with a muffled sound. .
An earthy-colored lizard appeared. Judging from its aura, it was a late third-order monster insect.
The yellow lizard's head was pierced by the iron-tailed scorpion's tail stinger. It struggled a few times and lost its breath.
The Iron-tailed Scorpion is currently in the late third level. It has devoured the corpses of many third-level poisonous insects and poisonous beasts in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, and its toxicity is getting stronger and stronger.
The iron-tailed scorpion retracted its tail sting, sprayed out a stream of yellow light that covered the yellow lizard's body, rolled it into its mouth, and swallowed it.
The hundred-eyed golden cicada made a harsh chirping sound, and Shen Long frowned.
"Witch Clan!
Shen Long's face turned cold, full of murderous intent.
More than eighty miles away, in a red bamboo forest, a tall and thin old man in gold robe was controlling three golden flying knives to attack the Green Rose Fairy. A huge black dove bird was hovering high in the sky. The black dove bird released The spell attacks the Green Rose Fairy.
The face of the old man in gold robe was pockmarked and his facial features were ugly. Judging from his appearance and dress, he was obviously a monk from the Wu clan.
There is a cyan shield in front of Fairy Qingmei. The aura of the cyan shield is dim, and some small cracks can be seen.
She used a cyan dagger with dim light to fight against three golden flying knives. The golden flying knives collided with the cyan dagger, causing the sound of gold and iron clashing, and sparks flying.
The old man in gold robe pinched the secret, and the three golden flying knives burst out with dazzling golden light, merged into one, and turned into a golden giant blade about ten feet long, slashing towards the green dagger.
With a "clang" sound, the green dagger flew backwards, and the golden giant blade went straight towards Fairy Qingmei.
Fairy Qingmei pinched the spell, and the green shield lit up with a dazzling green light, and she stepped forward.
The golden giant blade collided with the cyan shield, and there was a muffled sound. There were more cracks on the surface of the cyan shield, and it looked like it was about to break at any time.
There were ripples in the air above Fairy Qingmei's head, and a big golden hand appeared and slapped her face to face. The big golden hand slapped Fairy Qingmei's body-protecting aura. The body-protecting aura sunken and the aura dimmed.
A gust of wind passed by, and a black dove bird appeared.
"Wind Escape Technique!"
Fairy Qingmei was horrified.
The corners of the golden-robed old man's mouth rose. The purity of the Black Wind Dove's blood essence at the early stage of the fourth level had reached level 3. He could only master the Wind Escape Technique after he advanced to the fourth level.
At this moment, a strong wind blew by, and a tall young man in a blue shirt appeared with a cold expression. It was Shen Long. He had a pair of golden wings on his back.
Shen Long opened his mouth, and a ball of three-color flames flew out and landed on Black Wind Dove.
There was an explosion, and a ball of three-color flames engulfed Black Wind Dove's body. Black light emitted from Black Wind Dove's body. It was useless to extinguish the three-color flames.
Its claws went straight to Shen Long's head. Shen Long was not afraid at all. His body surface glowed red and a large number of red dragon scales grew. His right hand turned into a dragon claw and faced it.
Black Wind Dove's claws collided with the red dragon's claws, and there was a muffled sound. The red dragon claw tightly grasped one of Black Wind Dove's sharp claws, and a thick silver thunder column fell from the sky and struck Black Wind Dove. On his body, the thunder light flooded Black Wind Dove's body.
Shen Long's left sleeve shook, and a large piece of yellow-gleaming gravel flew out, condensing into yellow arrows, which were submerged in the lightning, and there was a muffled sound.
The physical body of Black Wind Dove at the early stage of the fourth level is still relatively powerful, so it is not so easy to kill.
Shen Long sacrificed the Purple Spider Sword. With a pinch of the magic formula, the Purple Spider Sword lit up with a dazzling spiritual light, turned into a purple rainbow, submerged in the thunder light, and flew out from it.
The lightning dispersed, and Black Wind Dove's head was chopped off, and he died.
"Lingbao!"
The old man in gold robe was shocked, and his body glowed with golden light. Just as he was about to run away, a green dagger flew towards him and was in front of him in an instant.
The old man in golden robe quickly held out a golden shield to block the green dagger.
A gust of wind blew by, and Shen Long suddenly appeared behind the old man in golden robe. His hands turned into red dragon claws and hit the old man's protective aura. Two muffled sounds were heard, and the old man's protective aura dimmed. .
A purple rainbow flew towards him, easily breaking through the protective aura of the golden-robed old man and cutting him in half.
A mini baby that looked exactly like the old man in golden robe flew out from the corpse. This was the Nascent Soul of the old man in golden robe.
As soon as the mini Nascent Soul left the body, Shen Long grabbed him, a dazzling red light lit up in his palm, and he performed the Soul Searching Technique, which is also a spell that only Nascent Soul monks can master.
"Ten thousand poisonous slurries!"
Shen Long felt secretly happy in his heart. This witch monk entered the Ten Thousand Poisons Valley for the Ten Thousand Poisons Serum. He successfully obtained the Ten Thousand Poisons Serum. On the way back, he met the Green Rose Fairy and took action to kill the Green Rose Fairy.
He took out a talisman with flashing red light and stuck it on the mini Yuanying. The mini Yuanying's expression became dull.
"Thank you Daoist Shen for helping me, otherwise I would have died."
Fairy Qingmei said gratefully, her eyes full of fear.
She never expected that Shen Long would actually advance to the Nascent Soul stage and have a spiritual treasure.
"It's just a little effort, Mrs. Qi, there's no need to be polite."
Shen Long's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"This thousand-year-old green wind grass is a little bit of my heart. Please don't dislike it, Fellow Daoist Shen."
Fairy Qingmei shook her sleeves, and a green jade box flew out and flew towards Shen Long.
Shen Long caught the green jade box and opened it. There was indeed a green wind grass inside. He didn't refuse and put it away.
"Thank you, Mrs. Qi. I am leaving the Ten Thousand Poison Valley. Do you want to come with me?"
Shen Long asked.
"No, I have other things to do, so I won't disturb Fellow Daoist Shen. I'll take my leave."
After Fairy Qingmei said these words, she turned into a ray of light and left.
Shen Long searched for the belongings on the body of the old man in golden robe, released the ice dragon to eat the body of the old man in golden robe, collected the body and soul of Black Wind Dove, and left here.
(End of chapter)
