Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 426 Purple Ancient Mirror
Ningfa just pointed with his right hand.

Dozens of silver spear beams, carrying the violent force of thunder, shot towards the white-robed monk.

Plasma burst out and silver snakes danced wildly, like thunder descending from the sky.

The white-robed monk was not willing to be outdone. Several golden swords flew like swimming dragons, emitting bursts of clear sounds and shooting out golden sword energy, which collided head-on with the silver spear beams.

The violent spiritual power impact immediately changed the expressions of some cultivators who were closer to the platform, and they immediately flew back.

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

Judging from the fight between these two men, they are definitely not ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and their strength is extremely powerful.

The old monster Jia frowned, but then snorted coldly, and a hint of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

Because Ning Fa now has not only the set of flying needle magic weapons, but also this black puppet that seems to be of extremely high value, which is definitely worth him taking action.

Although Ning Fa is now showing strong strength, this old monster is more confident in his own strength.

"Have you two had enough fighting? Fighting here shows that you don't take me seriously."

At this time, the Jindan cultivator finally took action to stop it.

Logically speaking, with his strength, he should have stopped Ning Fa and the white-robed monk as soon as they started fighting.

But he was a little late on purpose, obviously with some thoughts on his mind.

This person suddenly flew between Ning Fa and the white-robed monk, holding a green Ruyi-shaped spiritual weapon and shaking it gently.

A green aura like water waves suddenly spread out.

The spear light and sword energy fell into it like entering a swamp.

The fake Dan monk frowned violently and his body even swayed slightly.

Obviously, even he could not withstand the fierce attack from the two men for a while, and he could not help but be secretly shocked.

Ning Fa and the white-robed monk withdrew their hands at the same time. They looked at each other from a distance, both of them with deep surprise in their eyes.

Because both of them recognized each other's identities.

The white-robed monk turned out to be Zhang Zhilong.

Because both of them were wearing the spirit-covering masks and using false voices, Ning Fa did not recognize him at first, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with him.

Ningfa couldn't help feeling very strange.

From what he saw, Zhang Zhilong obviously noticed something unusual about this puppet.

That's why he was willing to take out the extremely precious purple glass gold and even go to great lengths to fight.

After Zhang Zhilong calmed down, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He stared at Ningfa with strange eyes and thought of a lot of things in an instant.

Then he returned to his seat without saying a word, as if he had given up the fight.

Ningfa frowned. The man's last look made him feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, he realized that there seemed to be a little more dust on his soul.

If it weren't for his extremely sharp mind, it would have been difficult to detect.

Ning Fa sneered in his heart, it seemed that Zhang Zhilong had the same idea as that old monster Jia.

He snorted inwardly. Zhang Zhilong was no match for him before, and it was even more so now.

But Ning Fa didn't know that Zhang Zhilong at this time was no longer the same Zhang Zhilong as before.

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, is there anything special about that puppet?" At this time, the female cultivator in green skirt knew that she might not get an answer, but still couldn't help but ask in a voice transmission.

"Nothing, I just think this puppet is destined to be with me." Ning Fa said with a smile.

At this time, the fake alchemy monk looked at Zhang Zhilong and asked eagerly, "May I ask this Taoist friend if you can sell your purple glass gold? Please feel free to make an offer, and we will try our best to meet your request."

Zhang Zhilong shrugged, "I want that puppet. If you can bring it to me, I will exchange it with you."

When Ning Fa saw the many inquiring gazes coming his way, he immediately rolled his eyes and ignored them.

After what Ning Fa and Zhang Zhilong did, the other cultivators lost the mood to continue trading, and the trade fair ended hastily.

According to convention, the monks walked out from different exits one by one.

Ningfa swaggered out directly from the nearest exit.

Several cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage kept their gazes on him for a long time, but after seeing that old monster Jia followed closely, they could only shake their heads regretfully and give up the idea.

Not long after, Ningfa walked out of a house in a remote corner of Hei Ze Fairy City, and then walked towards the nearest south gate as if nothing had happened.

Soon, that old monster Jia also followed quietly.

A quarter of an hour later, Ning Fa had flown out of the south gate of Heize Fairy City. After flying dozens of miles in one direction, he stopped on a seemingly ordinary hillside.

Then he stood with his hands behind his back, waiting calmly.

Soon, a blood-red light came rushing over, and a tall middle-aged man revealed his figure. It was none other than the old monster Jia who had plotted against him in the underground trade fair.

Only then did I see the man's true face. He had a ferocious face and a very obvious tumor on his forehead, which made him look hideous and terrifying.

A powerful spiritual pressure burst out that far exceeded that of an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But when this person looked at Ningfa who had a calm smile on his face, his brows slightly frowned.

"Did you lead me here on purpose?" the man said in a stern voice, while his spiritual sense carefully explored the surroundings to see if Ningfa had any companions lying in ambush.

"Don't be nervous. It's just me. I don't need any help just to deal with you." Ning Fa said with a leisurely smile.

Old Monster Jia was immediately furious, but Ning Fa's unscrupulous behavior made him even more suspicious.

"Humph, you're playing tricks on me! I'll peel off your skin later and see if you can still be so stubborn!"

This person did not show any weakness, but he did not hesitate to use all his strength. He slapped the storage bag and the spirit beast bag, and the air flashed with light.

A huge blood-red sword about ten feet long appeared, with a bloody glow, obviously a low-grade spiritual weapon.

An antique purple round mirror, with mysterious purple runes flashing on the surface.

This mirror looks very old and has an ancient charm. It is very different from the magical instruments and spiritual tools commonly seen in the world of immortal cultivation today.

But judging from its spiritual light alone, it is also a rare spiritual weapon.

Ning Faduo took a look at the mirror, because this kind of treasures like mirrors often have strange and very sharp magical powers.

In addition, this person also released a spiritual beast, a huge black python that was several feet long and as thick as a bucket.

The black scales, like copper coins, sparkled with a sharp light, as if they were as hard as fine iron.

The blood-red snake eyes flashed with ferocity, as if it was ready to bite someone.

The top of its head was slightly raised, and a black horn seemed to be growing, as if it was about to transform into a dragon.

This also shows that its bloodline is extraordinary and it has the potential to grow into a third-level monster.

And now he has reached the realm of a late second-order demon beast, comparable to a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage.

As for the old monster Jia himself, he was emitting a blood cloud that was several feet long. Monsters that looked like birds and beasts appeared in the blood cloud, emitting a ferocious evil spirit.

Obviously, the skills this person practiced were also extraordinary.

Ning Fa's expression changed.

Judging from the strength displayed by this old monster Jia, it is no wonder that he has such a great reputation.

Even at that underground trade fair, he didn't bother to hide his special appearance.

"Are you still so arrogant now, kid?" said Old Monster Jia with a sinister smile.

But immediately, the smile on his face froze.

I saw flashes of light in front of Ning Fa.

A handsome ice-blue bird about ten feet tall appeared.

A dark dragon spear shaped like a dragon.

Judging from its powerful spiritual pressure, it is even stronger than ordinary mid-grade spiritual weapons.

In addition, there are two second-level puppets.

One of them was obtained by Ning Fa at a trade fair before, and the other black tiger puppet was given to him by Ji Minxiong as a thank you.

These two puppets alone are equivalent to the combat power of two cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

As for the damaged bird puppet, Ningfa did not release it because he planned to repair it later.

In addition, Ning Fa also rubbed his hands together, and rolling silver thunderclouds emanated from his body, like a sea of thunder.

Silver lightning with astonishing pressure jumped in it, like spirit fish swimming.

In the thundercloud, Ningfa, surrounded by dense silver thunder, was like the god of thunder.

Old Monster Jia's eyes suddenly widened, and he finally understood where Ning Fa's confidence came from.

What he didn't know was that this was just the tip of the iceberg of Ningfa's strength.

What made Old Monster Jia feel a little frightened was that Ning Fa's thunder-attributed magical power seemed extremely sharp, which was very restraining to the magic skills he practiced.

But he snorted coldly. His undefeated record also made him very confident, because his strength was more than what he had shown.

A war broke out, silver thunderclouds and blood-red devil clouds intertwined together, and the place where they clashed was like boiling oil.

Although the many blood-colored monsters formed by the blood-colored devil cloud were extremely ferocious, they melted directly under the sharp silver thunders like ice and snow seeing the morning sun, and could not hold on for more than a few breaths.

The old monster Jia was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of blood into the blood cloud.

Then the power of the blood-colored monster generated by the blood cloud increased a lot.

But under the silver thunder, it is still vulnerable, but it can barely hold on for a while.

Ning Fa's Dragon-Breaking Spear also collided with the blood-red sword.

Although the blood-red sword was very extraordinary, the streaks of blood that shot out had a strong corrosive power.

If it were an ordinary magic weapon, or even a lower-grade spiritual weapon of the same level, its spirituality would be damaged under the corrosion of this strange blood light.

However, when faced with the Dragon-Breaking Spear, this corrosive force has no effect at all.

The arcs of electricity generated by the Dragon-Breaking Spear directly tore apart the blood.

The battle didn't last long, and the blood light on the long sword had weakened a lot.

But the purple round mirror did show its power.

Its magical powers are extremely strange and sharp.

One after another, huge purple ancient words were inspired from this purple mirror, exerting different magical powers.

The word "ding" will make the Dragon Breaking Spear suddenly stop for a moment.

The word "御" will activate a thick purple protective shield outside the blood-red sword.

The word "fast" will greatly increase the speed of the blood-colored long sword within a few dozen breaths.

The word "explode" will unleash a power comparable to that of a mid-to-high-grade second-level attack talisman.

Just by using these few purple ancient words back and forth, it was enough to directly assist the blood-red long sword in blocking the Dragon-Breaking Spear and even suppress it.

(End of this chapter)