Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 186: The Great Method of Resolving Disaster
After his eyes flashed with surprise and suspicion, a big hand suddenly slapped a spirit beast bag on his waist.

Suddenly, a black light flashed, and a two-headed python with a black body emerged. This python was not huge, only about three meters long, but its pair of triangular heads and the wisps of green air spewing from its mouth all showed that this snake was extremely poisonous.

The Six Paths Supreme Saint then opened his mouth wide, and a ball of black light wrapped around something spurted out.

After the ball of light spun around, a small white banner several inches long appeared. Then, as the old demon chanted a spell, it swelled wildly in the wind and turned into a white giant banner several feet high.

When Nie Zhaonan saw the appearance of the banner, he was stunned.

This flag is made entirely of human bones. The surface is dark and some grayish-white runes are faintly visible.

There are three skulls of different sizes inlaid on the top of the banner. As soon as they appeared, their fangs began to chatter and they made creepy and sinister laughs, which made people feel uneasy and their blood boil.

After releasing the banner, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of the Six Paths Supreme Saint. He let out a low shout, raised his sword and slashed at the arm on the other side.

Half of the arm was thrown out, but the broken end was smooth and flat, and it seemed that not a drop of blood had flowed out.

Nie Zhaonan was speechless as he watched the familiar scene in front of him. It seemed that the most powerful method used by these people who practiced magic was self-mutilation and blood sacrifice.

What happened next was just as Nie Zhaonan had expected.

The three skulls immediately trembled and spit out black mist from their mouths. They sucked the half of the arm floating under the feet of the old demon into their mouths, and after a crazy scramble for it, they swallowed it up in an instant.

Then the three skulls flashed with blood and their size increased by more than a circle.

"The Three Gods White Bone Banner? As far as I know, anyone who refines this thing will not have a good end." Nie Zhaonan said with a smile.

As he spoke, Nie Zhaonan raised his hand, and thirty-six emerald green swords flew out from his sleeves, forming a sword energy storm, and rushed straight towards the bone banner on the opposite side.

"Hmph." Upon hearing this, the Six Paths Supreme Sage simply snorted coldly and did not respond further.

Looking at the emerald green flying sword coming at him, it was shining with spiritual light, extremely exquisite and looked very extraordinary.

Liudao did not dare to be careless and suddenly urged the giant banner in front of him.

Suddenly the bone banner trembled violently, and the three skulls on the top of the banner laughed strangely and opened their mouths wide, and a large amount of inky black yin energy spewed out.

On the other side, the emerald flying sword emitted a turquoise blue light.

For a moment, black gas and green light rolled and surged, and the sound of "hissing" explosions continued.

But the next moment, the muscles on Liudao's face twitched slightly.

Because as soon as Fang came into contact with them, the Yin energy that could easily defile magical weapons and cause them to lose their spirituality actually had no effect on those flying swords that were shining with green light.

It was also extremely sharp and easily broke through the blockade of Yin Qi. It flew towards the three skeletons on the bone banner, leaving several inches deep sword marks on them.

Although the skull did not suffer any serious damage, it seemed to be at a great disadvantage.

Nie Zhaonan looked at his natal flying swords that were as agile as fish swimming in the yin energy, and did not let them release the evil-repelling divine thunder within them.

There are so many people here and I don’t know how many people are watching me.

If others knew that his set of flying swords were all made from golden thunder bamboo, it would definitely cause a stir.

Although he was not afraid of anything with his cultivation level, he still didn't want to cause trouble for no reason and get into trouble.

Moreover, the sharpness of the innate flying sword that has been cultivated for decades is enough to deal with the Three Gods White Bone Banner.

However, Nie Zhaonan inevitably realized that his current methods were a bit simple. Apart from two sets of natal flying swords and the Blue Thunder Wings, he actually had no other powerful treasures to use.

This is inevitable. After all, Nie Zhaonan has been practicing for less than 150 years, and most of the time, he is in seclusion. How could he have the time to collect any powerful treasures?

It seems that I have to find a way to refine the Qianlan Ice Flame as soon as possible and refine the Tongbao Jue of Xutian Ding, Nie Zhaonan thought silently.

Seeing more and more scars on the Three Gods' White Bone Banner, the Six Paths Supreme Saint secretly groaned in pain!

It was clearly just a set of magical flying swords with wood attributes, but it was so sharp.

However, except for some magic weapons and artifacts, the true power of the treasure is still closely related to the magic power and control of the person who drives it.

Liudao gritted his teeth, made a gesture with one hand, and opened his mouth again.

Suddenly a ball of blood spurted out of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye it sank into the giant banner and disappeared without a trace.

The bone banner began to hum loudly, and the runes on the banner began to roll violently, and countless phantoms of skulls suddenly appeared out of thin air near the bone banner.

These phantoms were much smaller in size, only the size of a fist, but at the same time, they opened their mouths, and countless black air spurted out, then gathered together, instantly forming a pitch-black dragon, which, after circling for a while, shook its head and tail and pounced directly towards those extremely agile flying swords.

This time he had to allocate some of his flying swords to fight with the black dragon.

Seeing that the magic weapons used by both sides were in a stalemate.

Liudao felt temporarily relieved, but when he glanced at Nie Zhaonan opposite him, he was startled.

Because there was still Nie Zhaonan's figure on the opposite side, and it was empty.

Liudao's heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly emerged in his mind!

Suddenly, the two-headed monster python hovering above his head let out a noisy cry. Liudao's face changed and he turned his head away.

At the same time, a red light flashed in his hand, and a fiery red shield was cast out without hesitation, and then a layer of red light shield protected it firmly.

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning beside him, and the figure of Nie Zhaonan emerged, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand. With a swing, he slashed at Liudao's neck.

The misty green sword easily cut through the black wind around him, and then flew towards the second layer of red light shield.

If he hadn't turned back in time, his head and body would have been separated by the time he realized it.

The face of the Six Paths Supreme Saint turned pale and bloodless, and Nie Zhaonan saw that his sneak attack was exposed, so he suddenly urged the magic spell without hesitation, and at the same time, he exerted great force with his hands. There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and the green sword flashed and stabbed fiercely on the light shield.

After all, the Taiyi Divine Thunder Sword was inferior to the Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword in power and sharpness, and failed to pierce the protective shield.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zhaonan urged the "Thunder Spirit Sword Technique" in his hand, and the sword suddenly emitted a bright white light, and its power increased greatly.

A sharp "sizzling" sound was heard, and after a slight pause, the sword pierced through the shield.

Seeing this shocking change, Liudao let out a loud and earth-shaking shout.

His body shook, and suddenly a black light shot out from his chest and hit the sword directly.

Then his body shook and turned into two identical shadows, shooting out to both sides.

At this time, the two-headed monster snake released by the Six Paths Supreme Saint received some order from the old demon. It moved its body and sprayed both heads downwards at the same time. Ink-colored liquid spurted out and turned into rolling poisonous fog, covering everything within ten feet.

After a loud "bang", a burst of black light burst out as the black light and the long sword collided.

The black light was unknown what kind of treasure it was, but it actually protected itself and blocked the long sword. At this time, the poisonous fog rolled down without mercy, and instantly submerged Nie Zhaonan in it.

Surprisingly, the poison was so powerful that it ignored Nie Zhaonan's protective shield and penetrated directly into it.

Nie Zhaonan's spiritual power was so powerful that he sensed the poison gas as soon as it invaded the shield, and he activated his magic spell without hesitation.

Suddenly, countless white arcs of electricity shot out from Nie Zhaonan's body. As soon as these arcs appeared, they flashed and then surged in all directions.

There was a loud "crackling" sound and continuous thunder.

In just a moment, the large amount of poisonous fog was dissipated.

Only an extremely fishy and unpleasant smell remained lingering in the air.

Nie Zhaonan frowned slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a hurricane appeared out of nowhere, carrying the fishy smell away.

At the same time, two emerald green swords shot out from his sleeves, flashing with light and making an astonishingly loud sound.

The two-headed giant python had just swooped down towards Nie Zhaonan. Seeing this scene, the four green eyes on its ferocious snake head revealed an anthropomorphic look of shock.

Unexpectedly, the poisonous fog it released had no effect at all and disappeared immediately, and two flying swords attacked it.

Without hesitation, he stopped, circled slightly, and then retreated.

But it was obviously too late.

Two thunderclaps were heard, accompanied by the sound of swords.

The two emerald green flying swords suddenly disappeared from their original locations, and the next moment they appeared in front of the two heads of the giant python.

The flying sword was extremely agile and circled around the two snake heads.

The two snake heads immediately rolled down.

One of the two shadows was connected to the black snake's mind. He sensed the moment the snake died, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Actually, this black snake was a creature with a long history. Even if the poison mist it sprayed was not as strong as the ten deadly poisons in the world of immortal cultivation, it was not far behind. If an ordinary cultivator got a little bit of it, he would almost immediately fall to his death.

The most powerful thing about this poison is that it can ignore most types of shields and invade them unknowingly without the shield's owner being able to detect it.

Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator is caught off guard and is hit by this move, he may die.

Otherwise, he would not have raised this snake as a spiritual animal.

Unexpectedly, the problem was solved by Nie Zhaonan in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan used his spiritual sense to scan the two phantoms that were separated from the six paths. Unexpectedly, with his powerful spiritual sense, he did not find anything wrong with them, not even the slightest difference, and was unable to distinguish the real from the fake.

After a slight shock in his heart, Nie Zhaonan raised his hands without hesitation, and two light golden arcs of electricity were cast out, hitting the two phantoms that were separated from the six paths.

A flash of golden light appeared at an incredibly fast speed.

There was a loud "crackling" sound.

A shadow was easily destroyed by a single blow, disappearing completely like melting snow in spring.

The phantom transformed by Liudao suddenly shook his sleeves, and a blue jade umbrella flew out and appeared above his head.

The treasure quickly expanded and became several times larger than its original size, immediately protecting the six supreme saints below.

The golden arc flashed without any hindrance and hit the giant umbrella.

No one knew what kind of treasure the umbrella was. It was flashing with light but remained safe and sound in the air. It blocked the evil-repelling divine thunder in mid-air, preventing it from falling at all.

When Nie Zhaonan in the air saw this scene, his face darkened and he suddenly reached out to grab into the air with one hand. A several-inch long emerald green sword mysteriously appeared in his hand.

The magic power in the body rushed towards the emerald green sword in his hand, and the spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, the green thunder wings behind him moved, and suddenly turned into a white silk, shooting downwards.

But with a thunder, his figure flashed and disappeared.

The six supreme saints below felt the powerful spiritual pressure and the sound of thunder. They were startled and immediately knew that something was wrong and wanted to escape immediately.

But before he could make any move, a green sword light flashed on the surface of the jade umbrella, and then with a "swish", the umbrella was cut in half from the middle.

"Ah!" Liudao screamed loudly, and immediately black light burst out from his body.

But before he could act, the space in front of him fluctuated.

Countless strange green rays shot out, surrounded the six paths as fast as lightning, and tied them up tightly.

"Turning sword into silk!" Liudao was extremely shocked.

It was not surprising that Nie Zhaonan could perform the magical power of "transforming sword into silk". It was just that the sword silk that bound him was not sharp at all, but was unusually soft, binding his body tightly without any gaps.

Moreover, when being bound by these green sword threads, the magic power in his dantian became somewhat stagnant, and even had the effect of confinement.

Nie Zhaonan didn't answer anything. He swung the sword in his hand, and a green sword light burst out, cutting off Liudao's head, as if splitting him in half.

But a strange scene appeared. The sword light cut through Liudao's body, but there was no wound on his body. Instead, his remaining arm was cut off at the root without any warning.

"The Great Method to Transform Disasters!"

Upon seeing this scene, Nie Zhaonan's eyes narrowed, and this rumored magic secret technique immediately emerged in his mind.

This technique is to train a part of the limbs into a substitute puppet in advance.

When an irresistible attack suddenly strikes your body, you can just move your mind and let your limbs bear the disaster on your behalf.

It is especially effective against curse-like sorcery.

Nie Zhaonan was not surprised to see this top-level magic secret technique being performed by the giant magic master Liudao Jisheng.

Without hesitation, he swung his sword again.

At this time, the Six Paths Supreme Saint had lost both arms and looked like a human pig.

The Six Paths Supreme Saint stared at the expressionless Nie Zhaonan with eyes full of resentment. His gloomy face twisted in an instant and he suddenly gritted his teeth.

A muffled sound was heard, and the six bound bodies suddenly exploded.

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