Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 148: Qiyuan Island Sea Area, Feng Xi, the Great Kind Man

"Do you want to fight more?" The big man asked with resentment as he looked at a handsome middle-aged man opposite him.

If this person had not been dissatisfied with distributing the spoils according to contribution, how could they have stayed here and met an unknown Nascent Soul cultivator.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly and this senior was not a very vicious person, otherwise they would have all died here.

But even so, facing a Nascent Soul cultivator made the big man feel uncomfortable. After all, the feeling that their lives depended on just one thought was really terrible!

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, let's do as you say. Let's divide the monster as soon as possible and leave this place quickly." The middle-aged man said in an embarrassed tone, without any confidence.

"Hmph!" The big man snorted coldly, then flew down and started to decompose the monster's corpse.

"If we had known this would happen, such a sudden change would never have happened!" A very angry voice came from below.

Others also looked at the middle-aged man with reproach, intentionally or unintentionally, and even his two companions were no exception.

Seeing that both parties had reached an agreement, they all descended and participated in the distribution.

"Eh!" The middle-aged man sighed, his face full of helplessness.

He was just trying to gain benefits for his own side, and he never expected that a Nascent Soul cultivator would suddenly show up and ask for directions.

However, he did have a great responsibility in this matter. After remaining silent for a while in the air, he also landed towards the island below.

After a while, six beams of light shot out from here and flew far away in the direction away from Nie Zhaonan.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan was already flying at high speed over a thousand miles away from the sea. Naturally, he didn't care at all about how to deal with the follow-up incident of the six people.

Of course, no one knew that because of his appearance, the two sides reached an agreement very smoothly and completed the distribution of the spoils.

More than a month later, in an unknown sea area of ​​Qiyuen Island, a dragon-headed python transformed into a body that was dozens of feet long and started a fierce battle with a black figure.

From time to time, the dragon-headed python spewed out dark green venom from its mouth and shot it towards the black-robed figure, but the figure was very fast and dodged it in a flash.

Without exception, all of these venoms missed their target, but even if they were scattered on the sea surface, they still reacted extremely strongly with the water, emitting a green smoke and an extremely unpleasant fishy smell.

Seeing that its attack missed, the Jiao-headed Python roared angrily. The person in front of it was just an early Nascent Soul cultivator, but he dared to challenge it, a ninth-level demon cultivator, alone. It couldn't defeat this person for the time being.

The thick and long tail lashed at the black-robed monk like a whip, and the speed was so fast that the air was filled with bursts of breaking sounds.

The black-robed monk was not someone who only knew how to dodge but also knew how to defend.

Immediately, he shook his sleeves inadvertently, and two torrents formed by flying swords, one blue and one gold, flew out, emitting countless blue and gold sword lights, so dense that there was not a single gap, and they enveloped the huge body of the dragon-headed python.

A series of explosions, loud noises, and roars echoed throughout the surrounding sea area over a hundred miles away, and the aftermath of the battle spread over an area of ​​unknown miles.

Anyone who sensed the fluctuations of this battle, whether they were monsters or human cultivators, would instinctively flee from the center of the fluctuations as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

It was truly astonishing. With such fluctuations, it was obvious that there were top experts fighting each other. If small fry like them went over there, they would only be affected and killed.

The fight lasted for half an hour before it finally subsided.

More than an hour passed before a white-haired old man in the late Jindan stage, who thought he was proficient in the art of escape, went to the place where the battle took place to check the situation.

Arriving at the scene and standing far away in mid-air, just one glance was enough to make the white-haired old man gasp and look at the dilapidated battlefield in shock.

The figures of the two fighting parties were no longer visible at this time, but the battlefield left here made the old man truly feel how fierce the fight was just now.

On a reef that is one mile in size, there are densely packed sword marks left by sharp swords everywhere. There is not a single intact place on the entire reef.

There are several huge pits on it, which contain a lot of blood, which is obviously the blood of monsters.

From time to time, the old man could see dozens of palm-sized unknown scales on the reef, with clearly visible bloodstains on them.

The sea water around the reef was dyed light green, with wisps of blue smoke floating out of it.

An unknown low-level bird flew over it, inhaled just a little bit of the smoke, and immediately fell down with a stiff body, landing in the sea below. It was corroded in an instant, and not even a bone was left.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man roughly knew that the human cultivators had won the battle, but he did not know whether the monster was killed on the spot.

Seeing the scales scattered on the reef, which were still shining with spiritual light and retaining a very strong pressure, the white-haired old man knew that it was not an ordinary thing, but at least something from the transformed giant demon.

Immediately, spiritual light appeared all over his body, and a misty white shield emerged and fell onto the reef. The senior didn't think highly of these scales, but to him, a Jindan cultivator, they were extraordinary treasures. This trip was really right.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.”

The green smoke made a continuous corrosion sound when it came into contact with the shield. Seeing this, the old man did not dare to delay. While maintaining the shield operation, the light of escape passed over the reef, quickly collecting the scales, then flew away from the reef without looking back and returned to Qiyuen Island.

Over the next year, a fierce battle took place almost every month in the waters far away from Qiyuen Island.

However, the duration became shorter and shorter each time, and the final battle ended in just one stick of incense.

During this period, several cultivators noticed the violent fluctuations of the battle while searching for traces of monsters. After the battle was over, they went to the center of the battle to check, and saw the same tragic scene.

The beast's blood was flowing everywhere, and some pieces of flesh were scattered everywhere, and the surrounding area was also covered with sword marks.
After these monks brought this information back to Qiyuen Island, it spread very quickly among monks of all levels.

People speculated that a powerful sword cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage had come to Qiyuan Island, and was frantically hunting down transformation stage monsters. However, no cultivator had personally seen the appearance of this senior, and no one knew his name or which faction he belonged to. On a sea area at the edge of the abyss, Nie Zhaonan, who was holding his breath, looked at a small island vaguely visible in the distance, with a slight look of joy on his face.

Finally found it. Because there was no specific location of Feng Xi's nest, Nie Zhaonan could only rely on himself to explore bit by bit. Fortunately, his spiritual sense was extremely powerful. After spending some time, he finally found his target.

He used his spiritual sense to unnoticeably explore the island. To be precise, halfway up a rocky mountain on the island, there was a dark cave entrance that was several meters in size.

Nie Zhaonan's pupils shrank. He indeed felt the breath of an eighth-level demon cultivator inside. Moreover, there was a phosphorus fire pool here, which was exactly the environment that the Wind-Splitting Beast liked to live in. The demon cultivator inside should be Feng Xi without a doubt.

However, Feng Xi is currently only an eighth-level demon cultivator, and it will take him several decades to become a ninth-level demon cultivator.

The abyss is the lair of high-level monsters. Along the way, Nie Zhaonan frequently encountered various high-level monsters, but relying on his own powerful strength, he killed them with just one or two moves without exposing his own whereabouts.

You have to be careful when hunting an eighth-level Wind-Splitting Beast here, otherwise the noise of the fight may attract other transformed monsters, which will only lead to trouble.

Nie Zhaonan concealed his entire body's aura, and then fully opened his spiritual sense, carefully detecting Feng Xi's movements at all times. With his spiritual sense strength in the late Nascent Soul stage, it would not be a problem to hide from an eighth-level monster. Feng Xi still stayed quietly in the cave.

In a blink of an eye, Nie Zhaonan arrived near the cave entrance, and then without hesitation set up the inverted five elements formation around it.

Although this formation cannot play a big role in the transformed monsters, it only needs to block them for a moment to prevent them from escaping suddenly.

Afterwards, Nie Zhaonan walked in carefully. The cave was very deep, and the deeper he went, the more damp it felt.

After a cup of tea, Nie Zhaonan appeared at a corner. Suddenly, his mind moved, he smiled, and walked around the corner.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me lit up, and I saw a huge natural cave, which was hundreds of feet wide and more than ten feet high.

There was a faint green light flickering on the stone walls and the top of the cave, and in the middle there was a green pool with hot steam rising from it, which was the phosphorus pool.

Opposite the phosphorus pool stood an eighth-level demon cultivator with a bird's head and a human body, wearing a green robe and a pair of wings on his back. It was none other than Feng Xi.

"Human, why do you trespass into my cave?" Feng Xi stared at the intruder with his green eyes.

If it had not learned from a poisonous dragon that there have been frequent human cultivators being hunted by transformed demon cultivators, including level nine demon cultivators, it would have been difficult for it to survive if it had not learned from a poisonous dragon that there have been frequent human cultivators being hunted by human cultivators, including level eight demon cultivators. It would have been difficult for it to survive if it had not learned from a poisonous dragon that there have been frequent human cultivators being hunted by human cultivators, including level eight demon cultivators.

Otherwise, according to its previous violent temper, it would have rushed up and fought with this man long ago.

At the moment, it still kept its composure and silently crushed the message bead in its hand.

"I came here to kill you." Nie Zhaonan replied indifferently.

Seeing that Feng Xi had crushed something in his hand, Nie Zhaonan knew that Feng Xi was giving away information and seeking help, and he knew that there was no time to delay any longer.

With an inadvertent flick of his sleeves, dozens of golden swords came out one after another, emitting dazzling sword lights and shooting towards Feng Xi.

At the same time, Nie Zhaonan opened his mouth and another golden small sword flew out of his mouth. The flying sword grew in the wind and became three feet in size, and also shot towards Feng Xi.

When Feng Xi saw such an astonishing scene, he knew that this was definitely not the strength that an ordinary Nascent Soul early stage cultivator could possess, so he did not dare to be careless at all. Now he could only delay time and wait for the poisonous dragon to come to his rescue.

Suddenly, he let out a sharp roar, and green light surged around his body, and his true form was revealed.

A strange monster with the upper body of a bird and the lower body of a fish tail. It has wings about half a meter wide and two pairs of extremely sharp claws. Its abdomen is covered with fish-scale-like scales about an inch in size, shining with green light.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a green wind surged around his body. He flapped the wings behind him and flew up and down at a very fast speed. While avoiding the attack of the sword light, his wings fanned out green air currents towards the flying sword.

The golden flying sword was blown by the green airflow, and its speed slowed down, and even its flying trajectory shifted a little.

In addition, Feng Xi changed into his original form at this time, and his speed increased greatly. As the speed increased and decreased, all the golden flying swords missed their target and passed by his body without exception. Only a few tiny feathers fell in the air, and there was no trace of blood.

Seeing that his attack did not work, Nie Zhaonan secretly sighed. This Feng Xi is not only a flying monster, but also has the attribute of wind. With the two factors combined, its speed is not comparable to that of an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, this monster is extremely intelligent and can use the method of using softness to overcome hardness, so it will not come into contact with his flying sword at all.

However, Nie Zhaonan's methods were not limited to this. He pinched his fingers to form a magic spell and chanted an ancient incantation. Suddenly, seventy-three golden flying swords glowed brightly and their speed increased several times. They danced and circled around Feng Xi like flying fish, forming a huge golden sword ball that trapped Feng Xi inside.

"Not good." Feng Xi was trapped in the encirclement of flying swords, his face was extremely gloomy, and his heart also fell to the bottom. The opponent actually relied on many flying swords to trap him in a small space, limiting his best escape speed.

Moreover, these flying swords were shining with cold light. I don't know what kind of rare refining materials were mixed in. They looked extremely sharp. The feathers on its body were cut off just by touching the sword light. The body of this flying sword was its pair of giant claws, so it didn't dare to attack easily. As long as these flying swords kept shrinking, defeat seemed to be imminent.

If this is the case, it can only rely on its powerful body as a monster and escape even if it is injured by these flying swords.

The flying sword that was circling and dancing did not shrink inward and strangle it as Feng Xi had expected.

All of a sudden, these flying swords all flashed with light, and then disappeared silently on the spot. What followed was a golden circular wall that emerged, trapping Feng Xi tightly inside, leaving no gap at all.

Nie Zhaonan set up the Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword Formation without hesitation, leaving Feng Xi no chance to escape.

Faced with this sudden change, Feng Xi roared in anger and slammed the golden wall hard with his two huge claws.

There were only two muffled "bangs" and bursts of sparks, and then there was no other movement, and the golden wall did not move at all.

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