Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 280 Thunder Bead
The simplest way is to overcome hardness with softness, and to use treasures with water attributes, wind attributes, etc. to form an area of ​​water and wind, weaken the power of the Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword, and avoid a head-on collision with it. In this way, you can easily deal with it without putting yourself in crisis.

In this way, it would no longer be dangerous for a cultivator to face one or two Gengjin Divine Thunder Swords.

But gradually, some monks noticed that something was wrong.

"How come my magic power is consumed so quickly!" A man exclaimed when he realized that half of his magic power had disappeared from his body.

The fight had only been going on for less than a quarter of an hour. Although they were now in the center of the Yellow Wind Desert, where the yellow wind was raging and the consumption of mana was far greater than in other places in the Yellow Wind Desert, it was still more than doubled compared to before!

"Gravity has slowed down my escape speed." A tall and thin monk barely dodged the spider web, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"The magic power in my body is unstable!" A cultivator who practiced earth-attributed techniques quickly practiced the techniques to suppress the magic power in his body that was not obeying his commands and was wandering around.

Here, all cultivators who practice earth-attributed techniques, whether strong or weak, feel the abnormality of the magic power in their bodies.

"It's that weird earth ankylosaur!" someone said suddenly.

It is said to be weird because the ankylosaur is not only half the size of a human, but also has a pair of small horns on its head, which is very different from a normal ankylosaur.

“Find it!”

Many cultivators used their spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the underground, secretly searching for the trace of the Earth Armored Dragon.

However, since this place is called a forbidden area, it is naturally very restrictive. The spiritual consciousness can only penetrate hundreds of feet underground in the desert, which is already the limit of these Nascent Soul cultivators. Going further is like facing a solid wall. The spiritual consciousness is completely blocked and there is no hope of going deeper.

At this time, the Earth Armor Dragon was thousands of feet underground, surrounded by fine sand and gravel, making it airtight.

In such an environment, it is difficult for ordinary monks to reach this place, not to mention having to resist the huge pressure of the gravel all over their bodies. But the Earth Armor Dragon did not feel uncomfortable at all, but was like a fish returning to the water.

He was originally an earth-attributed spiritual beast, and after bloodline evolution, he gained a trace of true dragon blood and became a dragon. Naturally, his control over earth-attributed spiritual power became stronger and stronger. This place is the center of the forbidden area, and it is naturally very comfortable for him to stay deep underground in this earth-attributed spiritual power.

Of course, he didn't come here for comfort.

At this moment, his body had grown to an alarming size, a thousand feet long, and this was his real body.

This size is normal for a dragon, but it is extremely shocking for a human cultivator.

The khaki scales, half the size of a person, covered him with a thick and indestructible armor.

The surface of the scales exudes a hazy ochre-colored glow, and each ray carries an indescribable sense of heaviness.

What was even more amazing was that the halo on his huge dragon body was rushing towards his pair of horns. The horns became brighter and brighter, like two small deep yellow suns. An invisible wave radiated towards his head and spread out.
He was using one of his innate magical powers, called 'Forbidden Earth', which was naturally born after he advanced to the transformation stage. It was somewhat similar to the dragon clan's ability to call the wind and rain, but 'Forbidden Earth' was a purely auxiliary magical power and had no actual killing power, but it could exert gravity and affect the earth-attributed spiritual power in the cultivator's body.

Normally it is an extremely useless magical power, but in this Yellow Wind Desert, the earth-attributed spiritual power is condensed, and it has the characteristic of reducing magic power, which naturally greatly increases the power of the "Earth Ban". It is the best means to deal with a large number of cultivators at this moment.

In a small battle group, three cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul were besieging Ling Yuling.

Ling Yuling held a small mirror the size of a palm in her hand, and a beam of green light shot out from the smooth surface of the mirror.

The mirror flipped slightly, and a light flashed. Wherever the light swept through, the three people all retreated far away, not daring to get involved in it at all, looking extremely fearful.

When they just started fighting, because it was three against one, the three were obviously a little careless. As a result, one of them was hit by the beam of light, and immediately it was as if he was under a spell of immobilization. Not only was his physical body unable to move at all, even his Nascent Soul was trapped inside the body, unable to escape. This immediately horrified the three of them.

If not, the other two would have used their powerful magic weapons to attack Ling Yuling, forcing Ling Yuling to give up the attack and switch to defense. The man who was immobilized would have died on the spot.

"Hehehe, you can't win, why don't you put down your magic weapon and surrender." A sinister monk with a sinister evil aura stopped and said.

After the other two avoided the green light column, they also smiled and were equally confident.

They are all mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, and not the kind that have just advanced. Moreover, the sinister cultivator is from the Demon Sect and has the cultivation base of the peak mid-Nascent Soul stage. The three of them joining forces to deal with the beautiful fairy in front of them, victory is naturally without a doubt.

"Just you guys?" Ling Yuling said disdainfully. With a flip of her hand, a green beam of light shot out from the mirror again.

The three of them dodged again. They really couldn't imagine that the magic weapon of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul could have such power. This was also the only thing they were afraid of.

In fact, as the young mistress of the Star Palace, Ling Yuling is extremely doted on by the two Heavenly Star Saints. She can get whatever rare refining materials the Star Palace has. The power of the treasures she refines is naturally extremely powerful. Not to mention, the "Heavenly Thunder Bamboo", one of the three sacred trees in the cultivation world, is added to it, which increases the power a lot.

"The fairy was so beautiful, it would be a pity to die like this! Why don't you come back with me to the Demon Sect and live a happy life!" The sinister monk said with a faint light in his eyes and full of obscenity.

There was a seductive tone in his voice, as if refusal would be a great loss, making people unable to help but agree.

The other two listened, and even though they were outsiders and the sinister monk's words were not directed at them, they all opened their mouths and the words came out involuntarily, but because of their forced restraint, no sound came out. However, looking at their mouth shapes, it was known that they agreed.

Ling Yuling was startled when she heard this, and then her face turned cold. She thought to herself, "What a powerful magic method, magic sound, soul-stealing. You want to use words to anger me and make me lose my mind? If I hadn't practiced the Great Evolution Technique and my consciousness was strong and tenacious, I would have been bewitched for a while!"

With the help of sufficient soul-nourishing pills, she has now practiced the Great Evolution Technique to the fifth level, and her spiritual awareness is stronger than that of ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivators.

Seeing that Ling Yuling only lost consciousness for a moment and then returned to normal, the sinister monk was surprised, "How is this possible? I used the magic sound and soul-stealing secret technique at the same time. The combination of the two should not be able to resist for cultivators below the late Nascent Soul stage. At least their minds would be taken away for a moment! How can it be that she is not affected much like now?"

The magic sound and soul-capturing techniques he displayed were both inherited secret techniques of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Their power was far beyond that of other soul-capturing techniques, and they were extremely difficult to practice. Only one in ten or twelve people could master them. It took him nearly a hundred years to master the two techniques. He was invincible in all previous battles and it was one of his greatest killer moves!

His two companions also showed astonishment on their faces. As people who had just experienced it personally, they naturally understood the power of the sinister monk's secret technique!
"This person has practiced the secret art of spiritual consciousness!" This was the thought that came to the minds of the three people at the same time. It was certain, otherwise it would not make sense. "I wanted to capture you intact, but now it seems that I can't." The sinister monk said helplessly after quickly recovering from the failure of the secret art being broken.

In order to avoid any more trouble, he had no choice but to use the secret technique of burning his lifespan!

He shook his black robe cloak, and it immediately turned into a black light and shot towards Ling Yuling, as fast as a black lightning!
A ray of green light shot out, and the black light transformed by the sinister monk disappeared mysteriously on the spot when the green light hit him, and the green light suddenly fell into the air.

At this time, the black light reappeared, but it was only a few feet away from Ling Yuling. For a Nascent Soul cultivator, this distance was just a matter of a breath.

The black light turned into a big hand and grabbed Ling Yuling. A crazy voice came out of it, with joy: "Become my prisoner!"

Before the battle started, he carefully observed that this extremely beautiful female cultivator had always been by the side of the cultivator surnamed Nie and had a very close relationship with him. She might even be his Taoist partner. Capturing her would be a great achievement, making the cultivator surnamed Nie afraid to act rashly and even stop.

Great achievement! Great opportunity! It is very possible to obtain a grain of divine sand with this!

"Catch her!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He burned another ten years of his life at once, causing the speed and power of his hand to increase dramatically!
"Hmm?" Feeling the huge pressure coming from the big hand, which was far beyond the casual attack of a late Nascent Soul cultivator, Ling Yuling had no intention of taking it head-on.

She flipped her jade hand and four longan-sized golden beads were pinched between her fingers.

These golden beads emit a faint golden light. If you look closely, you can see strands of lightning wandering inside the beads. Light gold arcs and pure gold arcs are intertwined and densely packed, giving people a creepy feeling when looking at them.

This is the thunder bead that Nie Zhaonan refined using a secret technique, combining the evil-repelling divine thunder and the Gengjin divine thunder. The power of the two divine thunders is more than just the addition of one. Moreover, with Nie Zhaonan's current cultivation strength, the two divine thunders have become extremely powerful.

The power of the lightning bead is so great that even an ancient demon in the late Nascent Soul stage would be seriously injured by a single blow.

After shooting out all the lightning beads in his hand, Ling Yuling suddenly turned around and shot to one side. At the same time, he did not forget to inject more magic power into the sacred wood robe, and the green, white and black light shields around his body became more and more condensed.

"What the hell!" Looking at the four golden lightning beads, the sinister monk felt the breath of death.

But the two were so close that there was no time to dodge.

"Boom!"

The sound was so loud, like a bolt from the blue.

In the air, a blinding golden light shone in all directions, and wisps of it seemed substantial. Electric arcs bounced off, turning the surrounding area into a field of thunder. Waves of violent aura surged out from it.

The two surviving monks only saw a piece of black rag falling from the thunder domain, tattered and with only silk threads connecting it. The sinister monk who was at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage had completely disappeared from this world!
"How cruel!" The two men stood in the air in a daze, looking at each other, and both saw embarrassment in each other's eyes.

When they looked at Ling Yuling, who was as beautiful as a fairy and seemed somewhat harmless in the distance, they no longer had the will to fight.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of other monks.

"Fellow Daoist Nie is really great. He actually gave Yu Ling such a powerful treasure for self-defense." Looking at the golden thunder field that had lingered in the distance for a long time, Wen Qing smiled and was very pleased.

Because Ling Yulin's cultivation was still low and she was worried that she might get hurt, she was always observing her daughter's condition. Seeing this scene, she was completely relieved.

"With such power, it is not difficult to severely injure ordinary cultivators like us. Even if it is given to us, we can use it as a killer weapon!" Ling Xiaofeng nodded.

At the same time, he was thinking about asking Yu Ling for a thunder bead.

After all, seeing Yu Ling throwing out four thunder beads at once, so generously and without any sign of pain, those thunder beads should not be rare items to her.

"Yu Ling has already killed a cultivator at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage, and we can't fall behind." Wen Qing fully unleashed the power of the magic weapon, and the power he displayed became more and more powerful.

Ling Xiaofeng also used his treasures and magical powers to maximize his strength.

With the strength of four people fighting against more than seventy Nascent Soul cultivators, Ling Xiaofeng was not optimistic at first. He was always on guard against a major defeat for his side and was conserving his strength so that he would have enough energy to escape.

But as Nie Zhaonan released the Blood Jade Spider, Crying Soul, and Earth Armor Dragon, and controlled the Gengjin Divine Thunder Flying Sword to fight the enemy, he was able to suppress the vast majority of Nascent Soul cultivators at once with his own strength. Naturally, Ling Xiaofeng's worries disappeared, and he threw himself into the battle.

The five cultivators who were fighting against Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng could not help but groan in pain.

Originally, because Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng were still injured and had not recovered, the five of them, who were at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage, could still fight them on equal terms.

But now, as the two of them showed their true strength, even if it was only 70% or 80% of their peak strength, they were already in danger.

"Junior Brother Wu!" Seeing the sinister monk's figure completely disappear in the thunder domain, True Man Qi Miao said sadly.

The sinister monk is the law enforcement elder of his Tianmo Sect. In the sect, his strength is unmatched among those below the late Nascent Soul stage, and he is also the monk with the greatest hope of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage. Most importantly, he is the supporter of Qi Miao Zhenren in the sect.

For example, the Tianmo Sect, the largest sect in the demonic path, may have a God Transformation ancestor in charge, but the God Transformation cultivator only serves as a deterrent, and the ones who truly manage the sect's affairs are still the Nascent Soul cultivators.

There are many powerful people in the Demonic Sect, and there are two people who are as strong as Qi Miao Zhenren. As a result, there are naturally different factions within the sect.

Now that the sinister monk has fallen, the faction led by the Seven Wonderful True Men has naturally weakened a bit.

"Mind your own business!" Nie Zhaonan appeared silently beside Qi Miao Zhenren and slashed down with his sword, as if to split the mountains in half. His force was unstoppable!
(End of this chapter)