Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 171 Xutian Cauldron

After peeling the Qianlan Ice Flame off the tripod, collecting the treasure was much smoother.

Without thinking too much, Nie Zhaonan cast several spells in his hands and hit the giant tripod. The Xutian Tripod was wrapped in a ball of white light and slowly flew towards him.

Then, with a low incantation, the Xu Tian Ding quickly shrank in the white light and slowly fell into one of his palms.

While Nie Zhaonan was looking at the small tripod in his hand, a soft "squeak" sound came from behind him.

Although the sound was not loud, the silence on the platform at the moment made the sound particularly conspicuous.

This sound was exactly the sound of the shield being torn apart roughly.

Nie Zhaonan landed and turned to look.

At the moment the sound rang out, five beams of light of different colors whizzed into the protective shield.

After the light faded, the figures of Wan Tianming and his group of five were revealed. Without exception, all five of them were in a hurry, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Because when they arrived outside the light shield just now, they could no longer see any movement inside the light shield. Considering that they had not caught up with Nie Zhaonan all the way, how could the five people not guess the approximate result.

After breaking through the light shield, the five of them rushed in without hesitation.

Wan Tianming felt that there was no trace of chill in the air. He looked towards the altar without any hesitation, but there was no fluctuation or movement at all, which made him feel something was wrong.

Then he turned his gaze to Nie Zhaonan, and when he saw the small tripod in his hand, his eyes fixed.

When he looked at the blood jade spiders on both sides of him, he showed a look of understanding.

But they couldn't resist the shock in their hearts and cried out in astonishment.

"Void Sky Cauldron!"

"Blood Jade Spider!"

"Still two!"

"Brother Daoist Nie is really good! He actually managed to find the blood jade spider that had long been extinct in the Chaos Star Sea, and cultivated it to the sixth level. In this way, taking out the Xutian Ding is not a difficult task." Wan Tianming glanced at the two snow-white spiders, then stared at the small tripod in Nie Zhaonan's hand with a fiery look and exclaimed in admiration.

To be honest, Wan Tianming was extremely surprised to see Nie Zhaonan take out the Xu Tian Ding. After all, he was not sure that he could take out the Xu Tian Ding by relying on the golden silkworm.

Moreover, they now have five Nascent Soul cultivators and are fully capable of snatching the Xu Tian Ding away!

"It was all just luck," Nie Zhaonan replied calmly.

Ignoring the extremely unfriendly looks from the five people, after a flash of white light on his hand, the Xu Tian Ding disappeared, and he waved at the two blood jade spiders.

The two blood jade spiders turned into two balls of white light and flew into the big sleeves.

In order to truly master the Xu Tian Ding, one not only needs to refine the Qianlan Ice Flame, but also needs to learn the Tongbao Jue which is specifically used to drive this spiritual treasure. Now that Nie Zhaonan has not completed any of them, he naturally cannot use the Xu Tian Ding to defend against the enemy, so he put it away.

And those two blood jade spiders were only level six spirit beasts, although their rank was not low.

But it was obviously not enough in front of a group of Nascent Soul cultivators. It could not even withstand a single attack and was of no use in the subsequent fight. Naturally, Nie Zhaonan put it away.

Not to mention that the two spirit beasts had been cultivated by him for a long time and he had some feelings for them, even if they had just made a great contribution in taking out the Xu Tian Ding, Nie Zhaonan could not use them as cannon fodder.

And with his strength, there is no need to do so.

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's actions, Wang Tianming and his companions' faces turned cold, and a tangible malice floated out.

Except for Wan Tianming, the other four people all had a flash of inspiration and left their original positions, standing on all sides and surrounding Nie Zhaonan, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

"Brother Daoist Nie, do you not intend to have a good talk and just start fighting? As long as you hand over the Xutian Ding, we will definitely not make it difficult for you in the slightest. If you are willing, you can even resign from the position of Star Palace Elder and become our guest of honor as a righteous and evil person. I can guarantee that by then, your status will only be lower than that of the two late Nascent Soul cultivators."

"Besides, fellow Daoist did not join the other two Star Palace elders in taking the treasure. Do you want to monopolize the Xutian Ding? However, fellow Daoist may not have the strength to guard this treasure alone. It is the best choice to hand it over to us, the righteous and evil sects." Wan Tianming persuaded incessantly. The conditions he offered were extremely generous, and his words were full of consideration for Nie Zhaonan.

Being able to get the Xu Tian Ding without fighting is naturally the best option.

"Master Wan wants me to hand over the Xu Tian Ding that I took out with great difficulty with just a few words. Isn't that too simple?" Nie Zhaonan glanced at the five Nascent Soul cultivators around him and said with an unchanged expression.

"Besides, I'm not some Star Palace elder." Nie Zhaonan said indifferently.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Wan Tianming was slightly stunned by Nie Zhaonan's last words and asked in confusion.

Whether it's from the news or the fact that Nie Zhaonan and the other two gathered together in Xutian Palace, it's obvious that they are from the same group?

The other four were also a little confused.

But before they had time to think about it, something strange happened.

There were two clear and unusually loud thunder sounds, and Nie Zhaonan's figure flashed twice in succession, and suddenly he was about ten feet away from the dark and thin old man who looked like an old farmer.

With green wings on his back and a golden sword in his hand, he slashed straight at the thin and dark old man with a crisp sword sound.

The thin and dark old man was extremely shocked and angry. He did not expect Nie Zhaonan to suddenly attack him and use the thunder escape technique. He was unable to dodge in time.

His mouth tightened and he made a strange move.

He suddenly turned his palm woodenly, and a juicy green willow branch appeared between his two fingers.

After slightly waving the willow branch, countless green phantoms flew out from its body in circles, and the area within a dozen feet suddenly became lush and green, as if it had turned into a green ocean.

But in the green light and shadow, a golden light flashed, and the sword in Nie Zhaonan's hand broke the green light apart.

The next moment, countless green silk threads suddenly appeared around, as if alive, and shot towards the golden sword. In the blink of an eye, countless silk threads tightly bound the golden sword and at the same time extended towards Nie Zhaonan, as if to bind him together.

When the thin and dark old man saw this scene, an ugly smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Although these green silks appear to be extremely weak, they are actually very tough. Even monsters in the transformation stage cannot break free by brute force, and they cannot be easily cut by ordinary flying swords.

In response, Nie Zhaonan just smiled slightly and activated the sword technique in his hand.

The golden sword immediately burst into a dazzling light, and then several sword lights about a foot long burst out from the sword, instantly breaking the green silk thread apart, cutting it into countless small sections and scattering it in the air. The dark and thin old man looked at the flying sword that was attacking him and was closer to him, and was immediately shocked.

As he moved the magic formula in his hand, a green vortex appeared in front of him. Thick green vines suddenly sprang out from it and danced wildly, firmly protecting his vital points.

But his heart was already filled with despair and his face showed sadness.

No one knew what material the golden sword was made of, but it was so sharp. He majored in wood-attributed martial arts, and faced with such a sharp magic weapon, he had no power to resist at all!

With a "puff" sound, the thin and dark old man's head flew high, and a green Yuanying immediately flew out from the broken neck.

Yuanying held a green willow branch in its chubby little hands, looked at Nie Zhaonan with resentment, and then without hesitation, it pinched its fingers and activated the Yuanying's teleportation secret technique. The green light flashed several times, and it was about to escape into the distance.

All this happened in a flash. When the dark and thin old man's Nascent Soul escaped, Wang Tianming and others also reacted.

Instantly kill the Nascent Soul cultivator!

Wan Tianming and others who witnessed this scene were all shocked.

Despite this, Wan Tianming, who had rich experience in fighting, did not lose his mind and blurted out: "Go! Stop him and cover Fellow Daoist Wen's Nascent Soul to escape!"

After saying this, he released the white cold dragon, and then clasped his hands together in front of his chest. Purple flames burned fiercely on his body, and he instantly turned into a purple flame fire man and flew into the sky, rushing towards Nie Zhaonan.

Seeing this, Tian Wuzi on the side quickly called out Li Gui and hit the turtle shell hard without hesitation.

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in the giant turtle's pair of green eyes, and its mouth slowly opened. A white, cool air burst out of its mouth, turning into a huge white wave that rolled towards Nie Zhaonan who had just made some movements.

Mr. Qing Yi waved his sleeves, and more than a hundred green thornbirds the size of sparrows shot out from his sleeves.

These spirit birds, which were only the size of a fist but had sharp beaks and steel feathers, floated silently above Mr. Qing Yi's head, looking quite powerful.

Mr. Qing Yi moved his lips slightly and said something to the flock of birds. The flock of green thornbirds seemed to have received some instructions. After a shrill cry, they turned into green arrows and rushed straight forward.

Seeing that Wan Tianming was only ten feet away from Nie Zhaonan, at this critical moment, a misty green light shield suddenly appeared from somewhere, and shot out violently to block Wan Tianming.

Wan Tianming's face was covered with frost and he shouted, "Who dares to stop me? Get out now!"

After saying this, he immediately threw out a punch with his hair and beard stretched out. A fist about ten feet long and wrapped in purple flames suddenly appeared in the air, and without hesitation, it smashed down at the green light shield.

A muffled "bang" sound was heard, and the green light shield actually supported the fist's impact without breaking.

Then a figure in white slowly appeared in the light shield. It was the old man named Zhao.

"Xinggong!" Wan Tianming said with a changed expression.

The other three Nascent Soul cultivators from the righteous and evil paths also exclaimed in surprise.

Before they could figure out what was going on, two white rainbows shot out from the low sky on the other side of the altar.

They emitted a scorching white light, and with sharp and shrill whistles, they flew towards the cold air spewed out by the turtle and the arrows transformed by the green thornbird.

As the huge waves formed by the cold air came into contact with the white rainbow, a series of sizzling sounds were immediately emitted. The heat and the strange cold intertwined, and a large amount of white water vapor was generated out of thin air, covering the surroundings, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

When the flock of green thornbirds saw the powerful Baihong, they opened their sharp beaks not willing to be outdone, and thin green flames shot out from their mouths, which then quickly merged into a huge green pillar of fire, heading towards Baihong.

The two collided with each other, making a whistling sound, and blue-white flames splashed everywhere. It seemed difficult to tell which one was better.

Finally, in front of the black flying sword summoned by Madam Wen, after a flash of light, the figure of another elder in white appeared.

It was none other than Elder Xiao. He raised his hands, a bright light shone from his fingertips, and he flicked his ten fingers suddenly. Ten cold rays of light, each about a foot long, shot out from his hands and hit the black flying sword.

With a loud "bang", the black flying sword immediately shot back.

Madam Wen took the flying sword, sheathed it, and looked at Elder Xiao coldly.

At this point, the attacks of Wan Tianming and others were all blocked.

Just this slight delay caused the thin and dark old man's Nascent Soul to feel uncomfortable.

After Nie Zhaonan performed the Thunder Escape Technique continuously, he caught up with the thin and dark old man with a few thunderclaps. Nie Zhaonan, who was in the air, opened his hand towards the thin and dark old man without any hesitation.

A large light golden net appeared out of thin air and covered the dark and thin old man's Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul, which was tightly wrapped in the golden net, tried to perform the Thunder Escape Technique by pinching his fingers, but as green light flashed around his body, there was no reaction at all.

The dark and thin old man was suddenly extremely shocked and angry, and was about to say something for the first time.

A golden talisman was stuck on his forehead, and his Nascent Soul was imprisoned. It immediately became motionless and became motionless.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan took out a wooden box, put the Nascent Soul into it without hesitation, and sealed it.

The wooden box, along with the green willow branch and the thin and dark old man's storage bag, disappeared in a flash of white light.

Only then did Nie Zhaonan turn his gaze towards Wan Tianming and his group. They were no longer scattered, but gathered together. It was obvious that they were very afraid of the methods Nie Zhaonan would use and were afraid of being defeated one by one.

The old man surnamed Zhao took a look at the several-meter-long white little dragon and the translucent strange giant turtle, and sighed: "Han Jiao, Li Turtle, I haven't seen such spiritual beasts of heaven and earth for a long time."

"I never thought that Sect Master Wan could borrow the spirit beasts of those two old monsters, Crazy Woman and Tianyuanzi. It seems that he has put in a lot of effort."

You have to know that the two old monsters cherish these two spirit beasts very much. If the two spirit beasts die here, they will probably feel sad.

Wan Tianming did not respond to the old man surnamed Zhao, but turned to look at Nie Zhaonan and said angrily:

"Fellow Daoist Nie, didn't you just state that you are not an elder of the Star Palace? Why would these two people suddenly appear here and help you?" Wan Tianming swept his sinister eyes over Nie Zhaonan and the other two, his face looking as ugly as if he had eaten a dead rat.

"Hahaha, why is Master Wan so angry? Our Palace Master did not lie to you. He is not an elder of our Star Palace." Elder Xiao replied with a smile, stroking his long beard with one hand, looking very leisurely.

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