Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 415: Dharma Hall

"Young friend?" The scar on the face of the monk surnamed Weng moved, and he looked extremely ferocious. "It seems that this young friend Nie is not simple. He can make you, the shopkeeper Wang, be so polite."

"Harmony brings wealth. I, Wang, have always been very polite to my guests." Shopkeeper Wang did not answer directly. Instead, he spoke in a vague and ambiguous manner.

"Hmph." The monk surnamed Weng also knew that he could not get any more information from Shopkeeper Wang, so he snorted coldly and ignored him.

They were surrounded by high-level cultivators in the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation stages, and there was no deliberate sound transmission, so the conversation between the two naturally fell into the ears of those present. For a moment, those present became more and more curious about Nie Zhaonan who dared to fight with Xue Ming.

"Bingfeng, Brother Daoist Nie will not lose, right? If he loses, the Golden Thunder Bamboo will fall into Xue Ming's hands for nothing." Looking at the two people in the field, Jin Ling asked uncertainly.

"How do you think Xue Ming compares to the Three-Headed Owl at the peak of the Refined Void Realm?" Bing Feng did not answer directly, but asked a question in return.

In fact, Bing Feng had full confidence in Nie Zhaonan. After all, she knew that the gold-eating bug had grown into a mature form.

The mature gold-eating bugs are capable of devouring anything. There doesn't need to be too many of them, just a thousand or so are enough to devour Xue Ming completely. Xue Ming has no chance of winning at all.

"Just the difference in cultivation level alone is far behind Xue Ming. Not to mention that the Three-Headed Owl is a powerful true spirit, whose true strength far exceeds his own cultivation level. The attack of the Three-Headed Owl will probably destroy Xue Ming in one blow."

At this point, Jin Ling suddenly understood:

"And Fellow Daoist Nie can contend with the Three-Headed Owl, so his strength is definitely above that of Xue Ming."

"That's right." Bing Feng nodded slightly, her eyes always fixed on the dark black-robed figure in the light curtain, without moving away at all.

At this moment, Xue Ming's face twisted, revealing a sinister smile, and he said grimly:

"Very good! You still have such a magnanimous demeanor even now. It seems that you are really courageous. You dare to fight me at the level of a god!"

After hearing this, Nie Zhaonan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled faintly:
"If you were at the peak of the Void Refining Realm, I would still be a little wary. But you are only at the initial stage, so you are not a threat to me."

In the void outside the realm, Nie Zhaonan experienced a battle with the three-headed owl. Although it was only a brief confrontation, it also gave him a clear understanding of his own strength.

Besides, he was not afraid of a ferocious creature like the three-headed owl, so how could Nie Zhaonan be afraid and retreat at this time?

"Go ahead," Xue Ming howled coldly, "Next, I will use my strength to tell you the difference between us. If you can't beat me, just admit defeat. Otherwise, even if I can't kill you, but I can knock you down a level, no one will say anything."

On the surface, this competition venue does not seem to have any cultivators above the fusion level stationed here. In fact, in front of the square, in the hall with three large characters "Yanfa Hall" inscribed in a flamboyant style, there are powerful cultivators who are paying attention to this place.

As long as the life of the contestant is in danger, someone will step in to stop it.

He didn't have the confidence to kill anyone under the noses of a combined or even stronger cultivator. Even if he could, he wouldn't do it, because this was Dragon Island. Competition was fine, but trying to kill someone would be a provocation to the dignity of the True Dragon clan.

Facing a cultivator at a higher level than himself, Nie Zhaonan would naturally not be careless. With a flick of his sleeves, seventy-three emerald green flying swords rushed out, and in the flashing green light, they turned into green lotuses that circled around him.

"So many Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Swords!" Xue Ming had seen the Golden Thunder Bamboo before, so as soon as the Yi Mu Divine Thunder Sword appeared, he naturally recognized it instantly.

Just as Xue Ming was surprised, Nie Zhaonan opened his mouth again and a short spear was spurted out. Then, in the spiritual light, it turned into a spear as tall as an ordinary person, with three points and two blades. Arcs of electricity were entwined and jumping continuously, making bursts of buzzing sounds.

It’s the Thunder Halberd!
"Lingbao, no wonder you are so confident." Although he said this, there was no solemn look on Xue Ming's face.

Spiritual treasures are considered rare treasures for the Jindan cultivators, but the Lianxu cultivators usually have several spiritual treasures in their hands for protection, and those with rich wealth even have top-level spiritual treasures.

There was a strange flash in Xue Ming's eyes. He pinched his hands together, and a flash of blood appeared on his body. A large patch of light rolled around, and a thick blood mist emerged. It rolled slightly and submerged his figure in it.

Strange incantations were heard rapidly from the blood mist, the nearby spiritual energy began to stir, and large patches of blood clouds emerged in the sky.

Then there was a roar like the sea in the clouds, and patches of blood-red sea of ​​fire emerged, flashing with strange red light.

"You are trying to defeat me in one blow by drawing on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?" Nie Zhaonan was stunned. Drawing on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could certainly greatly increase one's supernatural powers, but since the control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by the cultivators in the stage of transformation of spirit and refinement of void is not strong, it is easy for them to seize the control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so few cultivators do so.

But Xue Ming considered himself a Void-Refining cultivator, so he was naturally not afraid that Nie Zhaonan would compete with him for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and interfere with him.

Before the bloody sea of ​​fire subsided, a sense of uneasiness had already surged into my heart, and the air around me was so hot that it seemed to be burning.

Without thinking, Nie Zhaonan made a gesture with one hand, and his figure blurred, and three figures identical to Nie Zhaonan appeared.

These three figures seemed to be real entities, their faces were exactly the same as Nie Zhaonan, and even their auras were not the slightest bit different. The only difference was that these three figures were covered in robes condensed from gold, blue and red electric arcs.

It was Nie Zhaonan who created the secret technique of 'Divine Thunder Clone' by drawing on 'One Qi Transformed into Three Pure Ones'.

"What a wonderful ability to clone yourself!" Xue Ming's slightly surprised voice came from the blood mist. Seeing that Nie Zhaonan had such a method, he no longer hesitated at all.

He quickly condensed all his energy and pointed his hand at the sea of ​​blood and fire in the air.

A dazzling blood-red light flashed in the clouds, and three pillars of flame shot out. After a flash, they fell down in three waves.

The three pillars of fire were thicker and stronger each time.

Throwing the Thunder Control Halberd in his hand to the clone beside him, Nie Zhaonan moved his mind, and the Thunder Clone holding the Thunder Control Halberd suddenly flashed with three colors of light, turned into a stream of light and sank into the Thunder Control Halberd without any hindrance.

In an instant, the white light of the Thunderous Halberd burst out, and in a flash it became ten feet large, as if it had intelligence, and it swung towards the falling pillar of fire on its own.

Three halberd lights burst out one after another, illuminating the sky and the earth, as if piercing through the sky, and forcibly shattered the three pillars of flaming light with one blow.

"Go!" Nie Zhaonan gave an order, and the seventy-three circling and flying Yi Mu Divine Thunder Swords suddenly shot towards the bloody sea of ​​fire.

As they flew away, the flying swords flashed with spiritual light, and the sword bodies blurred and turned into countless green strands, interweaving and flashing. A green giant net appeared under the blood-colored fire and moved upward. The remaining two divine thunder clones followed the green net and injected mana into it.

As soon as the green net formed by the Yimu Divine Thunder Sword came into contact with the sea of ​​fire, green light and blood light flashed intertwined, and under the surging sea of ​​fire, it was pressed down without any strength.

But at this moment, the magic gestures in the hands of the two clones suddenly changed, and they began to move like wheels, and only a residual image could be seen. Suddenly, the magic gestures in their hands stopped again, and they pointed at the giant green net above.

The green net flashed with green light, and light golden arcs bounced out like wild weeds, dyeing the sky golden.

As soon as the golden electric arc sank into the blood-red sea of ​​fire, it made a hissing sound as if water and fire were incompatible, and there were continuous explosions.

In just a moment, a layer of the blood-red sea of ​​fire was dispersed by the ravages of countless golden electric arcs, and the giant green net also stopped its falling momentum, binding the sea of ​​blood firmly in the air.

"The reputation of the Divine Thunder for Repelling Evil is indeed well-deserved. It has such a strong restraining effect on blood-based exercises." Seeing this, Xue Ming, who was shrouded in blood mist, sighed.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand into the void without thinking, and a dazzling black light flashed, and a black flag appeared in his hand. It was three inches in size, but extremely simple and ancient. There were layers of runes engraved on the surface of the flag, and it was obvious that it was a very important thing.

He threw the black flag into the air, and it immediately turned into a ball of black light that slowly rotated in the air. And with the sound of the spell coming out of Xue Ming's mouth, it began to grow wildly.

After a moment, the chanting suddenly stopped, and Xue Ming opened his mouth and a ball of blood-colored gas spurted out, which happened to spray onto the flag.

After sucking in the air mass, the originally black flag was dyed a strange bright red color, like steaming blood.

“If you can still take the next move, I will admit defeat.” Holding the meter-high black and red flag in his hand, Xue Ming looked at Nie Zhaonan coldly with a weird smile.

"Top-level spiritual treasure!" Feeling the spiritual pressure emitted by the black and red flags, which was far more powerful than the Thunder Halberd, Nie Zhaonan's expression changed slightly.

"However, I still advise you to admit defeat. Otherwise, I don't mind refining your Dharma body and leaving you with only a Nascent Soul." Xue Ming smiled and waved the flag in his hand. The black and red flag just fluttered twice as usual.

But an incredible scene appeared. The sea of ​​fire bound by the giant green net swept up like a volcanic eruption, and the giant green net shook, as if it would be broken at any time.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this. Among the dragons of the same level, Xue Ming is considered strong, and 'Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea' is his most powerful magical power. He has also attracted the infusion of spiritual energy from heaven and earth before, so the power of the sea of ​​fire is undoubtedly even more astonishing. The banner in his hand was also specially made for this magical power, and it is blessed by a top-level spiritual treasure. Even if Xue Ming has only the power of one strike, it is enough to make most of the Void Refining cultivators retreat." Shopkeeper Wang slapped his head and said as if he suddenly remembered something.

While speaking, he glanced at Jin Ling and Bing Feng from time to time, wanting to see their reactions.

But Jin Ling and Bing Feng didn't even turn their heads or respond to his words, but just continued to look at the light curtain quietly.

"Not worried at all. Is Young Master Nie so capable?" Shopkeeper Wang's heart moved and he thought so, and his suspicious eyes fell on Nie Zhaonan.

"How to win quickly without revealing too much of our strength." Nie Zhaonan looked calm, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

When Xue Ming saw this look, he misunderstood it and thought that Nie Zhaonan was giving in.

"Hahaha, how about this, you kowtow to me three times, and your disrespect to me will be forgiven. I, Xue Ming, swear on my heart of Tao that I will never cause trouble for you again." Xue Ming glared at Nie Zhaonan, his eyes full of threats, and his voice made the air buzz.

"The Golden Thunder Bamboo is indeed a treasure, but the most important purpose of this competition is to win the heart of Fairy Ice Phoenix. I don't believe that Fairy Ice Phoenix would like a kneeling cowardly man," Xue Ming thought secretly in a very good mood.

Even at this point, he still hadn't given up on Bing Feng.

After hearing this, Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashed with blue light. Without replying, a pair of green wings about ten feet long suddenly appeared behind him. They flapped gently and disappeared with a sound of thunder.

The next moment, golden arcs of electricity appeared above the blood mist, and Nie Zhaonan's figure appeared mysteriously. At the same time, dozens of golden flying swords shot down like a storm.

As the sword energy spread, the golden flying swords were connected to each other and suddenly gathered towards the center. The nearby void emitted bursts of buzzing sounds, and white marks flashed and intertwined. A huge golden sword with astonishing momentum was formed and fell down without any mercy.

The blurry figure in the blood mist was also surprised when he saw this, and immediately waved the black and red flag above his head. A strange black and red light curtain appeared, and then he opened his mouth and spurted out a fist-sized ball of blood without thinking.

As soon as the essence and blood left the body, they dissipated like mist, enveloping the already blurry figure.

Even though Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashed blue again and he used his spiritual eyes' ability, he could not see Xue Ming's figure.

Having lost track of Xue Ming, Nie Zhaonan frowned, but he would not stop.

With a slash of the golden giant sword, the black and red light curtain burst like a balloon.

"what!"

Xue Ming was surprised by the sharpness of the Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword, and there was a hint of panic in his voice.

The next moment, the golden giant sword plunged straight into the blood mist, and with a stir, the blood mist was instantly chopped into countless small mist balls.

But after the blood mist dissipated, the place was empty, and there was no trace of Xue Ming.

Nie Zhaonan was slightly startled, and before he could look around, a suppressed cough came from behind him.

Nie Zhaonan turned around without hesitation and looked in the direction with calm eyes. He saw that the space where the sound came from was fluctuating, and a faint blood shadow flashed out. The blood light faded, revealing the appearance of Xue Ming.

But at this moment, Xue Ming's face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and the flag in his hand had returned to its original three-inch size.

"A magical power similar to the "Substitute for Disaster" technique?" Nie Zhaonan knew clearly that Xue Ming must have been slashed by the Gengjin Divine Sword because of his deep connection with his natal magic weapon. However, there was not a single scar on his body, not a drop of blood. Only the "Substitute for Disaster" technique could do this.

However, seeing that Xue Ming's aura has been greatly weakened and he is even weaker than an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator, the cost of using the Divine Transformation ability is not small.

(End of this chapter)