mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 253 Comer

Two months later, above a certain sea area in the Inner Sea, three lights streaked across the surface of the sea as if chasing the wind and lightning, and their powerful spiritual sense penetrated into the bottom of the sea, as if they were looking for something.

In the light, a white-faced and beardless old man took the lead slightly, his eyes flickered with aura, as if he had been blessed with some spell to strengthen his eyesight.

The other two were a middle-aged man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar and an iron-masked man in a dark green robe.

All three of them have cultivations in the middle stage of alchemy, and the old man's cultivation is the most profound, already at the peak of the middle stage of alchemy, and he is only half a step away from advancing to the late stage of alchemy.

"Brother Deng, does that bastard really want to run in this direction?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly, and asked the man in the iron mask with some doubts.

The man in the iron mask glanced at him. Through the thick iron mask, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was a clear dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Mr. Qiu, do you think that my tracking secret technique is not good, or do you think I'm deliberately lying?"

Hearing what the man in the iron mask said, the middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned imperceptibly, and then smiled kindly.

"Brother Deng was joking, how could Qiumou suspect Xiongtai? It's just that we have been chasing him for three days and three nights, but there is still no sign of that beast. If this continues, Qiumou is a little worried that some troubles will arise. .”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the old man without a beard again, and said in a solemn tone: "Master Wu, it is a rare good thing to have a seventh-level monster in the land of the inner sea, not to mention that the seventh-level monster is a rare dragon monster. If this matter continues to drag on, it will inevitably leak out. At that time, there will be nothing like us three casual cultivators."

The old man didn't look back, but stared at the bottom of the sea with a serious expression, and said calmly: "Mr. Qiu, you have practiced in the inner sea all year round, and you have almost never hunted monsters in the outer sea. It is normal to find it strange."

"The two of us have been in the open sea all year round, and have hunted and killed many high-level monsters. For us, it is normal to spend several months or even a year tracking down a monster. This time, Fellow Daoist Deng can successfully give That beast has been marked with a tracking mark, and it is already very smooth. There is no need to rush."

Having said that, the old man turned his head to look at the man in the iron mask.

"Brother Deng, how is the imprint?"

The man in the iron mask nodded slightly, "It was still moving before, but now it has stopped. A level seven dragon is not low in intelligence. I'm afraid it has already discovered something wrong and is processing my tracking mark."

The old man nodded expressionlessly, and said directly: "Okay, let's speed up, while the animal is not moving, we can directly catch up and kill it."

After finishing speaking, Duan Guang accelerated and left through the air.

The Man in the Iron Mask followed closely behind.The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face was a little ugly, and after thinking for a while, he also followed, only keeping a distance from the two of them.

Three rays of light flew across the sea, and soon saw a small island in the distance, which seemed to be covered with a formation, but the distance was a bit far, and the perception of spirit sense was not real.

The old man frowned slightly, and quickly asked the two behind him: "What island is that? Are there monks on the island?"

The man in the iron mask shook his head silently, but the middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a smile: "Master Wu, don't worry, it's just an ordinary small spiritual island. I heard that it was bought by Miaoyinmen more than two years ago. They are just disciples of the Miaoyin Sect."

"Miaoyinmen..." The old man's pupils shrank slightly and became a little dignified.

"I've heard of the name of Master Wang of the Miaoyin Sect, but I don't know how strong they are. Are there any high-ranking monks in the sect?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then he shook his head and laughed: "Fellow Daoist is really very cautious, the Miaoyinmen is just a medium-sized sect famous for its female sex, and there are Sect Master Wang and two Danjie sects in the sect. Elders, but three monks at the early stage of alchemy, there is no threat to us at all."

The old man gave him a deep look, then nodded silently.

"This is the best way, but just in case, don't startle the snake. In a while, the three of us will directly attack with all our strength, and strive to take down that beast in the shortest time." The old man's eyes flickered slightly, and an ancient jade in his hand faintly radiated. Metallic silvery light.

The man in the iron mask didn't say a word, black air gradually emerged around his body, and there was the sound of ghost howling.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at the two, and suddenly a golden brush appeared in his sleeve, exuding a faint aura.

"I found it!" the man in the iron mask said suddenly, and the black energy gushed out from his whole body, turning into pitch-black spears, like sharp swords penetrating into the bottom of the sea from top to bottom.

The sea suddenly churned, and accompanied by a strange cry that sounded like a horse but not a beast, the sea surface was lifted by a huge force, and huge waves of hundreds of feet surged out, sweeping towards the three of them.

"Hmph! What a beast!" The old man sneered, and the ancient jade in his hand turned into silver thunderbolts, splitting the waves in an instant, and hitting the seabed directly.

'Boom'!
There was a loud noise from the bottom of the sea, and a huge figure broke out of the sea!

The minions are towering, the head has a single horn, and the scales are like green emeralds, reflecting the texture of gems in the sun.

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, and then the old man showed ecstasy.

"This is not the blue-patterned dragon! This is the jade dragon! And it is the top-quality jade dragon that is only one step away from the eighth-level monster! Let's get rich!"

The old man laughed wildly, and the silver thunders frantically flocked towards the jade dragon like thick chains tearing through the sky.

The dragon, whose whole body was like an emerald gemstone, moved slightly, and the cyan light balls in its mouth converged, shooting out a large number of solid cyan pyramids to the front.

For a moment, this astonishingly powerful silver thunder and lightning couldn't get close.

At this moment, the man in the iron mask made a sudden move, and a blood-colored dagger like glass emerged from his hand.

'Whoosh'!
The bloody dagger turned into a looming blood shadow, stabbing at the jade dragon silently.

At the same time, the middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at the two of them vigilantly, and swiped the golden brush in his hand forward, and a large golden light was thrown out like ink dots, turning into golden rain of light, and shooting towards the jade dragon.

Seeing that the three of them are using their own means, the trend of joining forces has been achieved.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed!
Suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky, silver snakes danced wildly, and the deafening thunder sounded for hundreds of miles!

The old man raised his head in horror, "Shaping Thunder Tribulation!"

"No!" The man in the iron mask shook his head, "This jade dragon is still some distance away from the eighth-level monster. It is impossible to survive the thunder disaster at this time, and you see."

The man in the iron mask pointed, and the two looked at the island not far away.

Over the island, dark clouds weighed down.

Accompanied by thunderstorms, the entire island trembled slightly, and streams of spiritual energy surged out as if they were fleeing for their lives, but rushed into a certain place on the island like a whale sucking water.

"This is……"

(End of this chapter)