Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1518 Three-Headed Dark Fire Dog (Please subscribe, please bookmark)

He could know the meaning of the words just by hearing the strings. As an experienced cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he had a pretty good sense of smell. Therefore, after hearing Sun Mingsheng's words, he had already made some vague guesses.

There is no doubt that the preciousness of the Fayuan Spirit Fruit can help cultivators in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm to break through the threshold and advance to the middle stage. If not facing a huge crisis, it is naturally impossible to give up such a spiritual object for nothing.

"The Fa Yuan Spiritual Fruit has matured. The spiritual plant itself is attached to the body of a fifth-grade middle-grade dragon shark. You and I will work together to stop it for a while. Picking two will be enough."

"I wonder if fellow Daoist Pizhi would like to accompany me to pick the Dharma Yuan Spiritual Fruit?"

It seems like an inquiry, but there is no room for any negotiation. This is also a prerequisite that must be agreed to before any subsequent action can be taken.

"This kind of spiritual fruit is naturally not to be missed. After we retrieve the corpse of our clan elder, you and I will go together to fight the dragon shark. After the source of the sea of ​​fire is opened and ended, it will be the opportunity for you and me to make a further step and advance to the middle stage of the Spiritualization."

Water Chestnut did not show any sign of bargaining, but agreed immediately with an attitude of great pride, as if he did not take the fifth-rank intermediate dragon shark, one of the overlords in the source of the sea of ​​fire, seriously.

There are two real reasons for this. The first is that he is at a disadvantage in this kind of bundled transaction and has no room for negotiation. The second is that he has sufficient interest in the Fayuan Lingguo itself.

Knowing that the corpse of the elder in the clan was in an extremely dangerous situation, he still chose to go and collect it, which in itself was a pursuit of the future path.

After the two early stage Jinhua monks successfully reached an agreement on the distribution of the spoils, they each chose a relatively safe place to adjust their own states.

Although he did not pay a heavy price in the original battle with the volcanic army ants, some external injuries and the consumption of mana and spiritual consciousness were still inevitable.

The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate.

The seasons cycle and time passes.

A month passed in a flash. When the energy and injuries of both Buzhi and Sun Mingsheng were at their peak, and they appeared together outside the lair of the three dark fire dogs, the look on Sun Mingsheng's face became more solemn.

In a sea of ​​fire not far away, a group of black creatures with dark bodies were constantly spewing black and red flames, biting and playing with each other.

The high temperature emitted by each black flame is far higher than that of ordinary fifth-level spiritual fire, and is even higher than Sun Mingsheng's Three Flavors True Fire.

Moreover, the bodies of the three dark fire dogs were obviously more than three meters long, but while their huge bodies brought them vigorous vitality, their own flexibility did not have any negative effects. They jumped deep and kept jumping on black stones the size of human heads.

However, the above-mentioned reasons of Water Chestnut and Sun Mingsheng were not the fundamental reasons for their solemn expressions. After all, the strength of each individual was expected anyway. The real reason was their huge number, which obviously exceeded thirty.

According to common sense, the stronger the individual strength of a monster is, the more it tends to act alone. The individual strength of the three-headed dark fire dog is unquestionable.

But they lived in harmony in the valley, biting, fighting, and playing with each other to develop tacit understanding and their own strength. Once the figures of Sun Mingsheng and Bizhi, two spiritual transformation monks, appeared in the valley, there was no doubt that they would be besieged by a large number of three dark fire dogs.

The individual strength of this kind of monster is comparable to that of an early-stage Divine Transformation cultivator, but in a sense, it also has similar habits to wolf monsters, that is, when it has an advantage in numbers and cooperates with each other, the individual combat effectiveness will be significantly improved.

The corpse of the elder monk of the Water Chestnut Clan is located in the core area of ​​this valley. Only by killing a large number of the three dark fire dogs can the predetermined goal be achieved.

"With thirty three-headed dark fire dogs and their relatively superior intelligence, it is obviously impossible to adopt a divide-and-kill strategy."

"I think Fellow Daoist Bozhi has anticipated the current situation. Have you prepared any corresponding measures?"

Sun Mingsheng was naturally unwilling to bear the potentially fatal consequence in front of him. As the saying goes, preparation is the key to success, and lack of preparation leads to failure. As a normal cultivator, he should have a certain understanding of the situation here in advance and should have made preparations in advance.

Not to mention that for Water Chestnut and his clan, they have been pursuing this treasure, which is related to the clan's inheritance, tirelessly. It is a strategic resource that cannot be given up in any case.

"The three-headed dark fire dog has excellent combat power individually, but it is not invincible. This group of monsters also has a fatal flaw, that is, their mouths and noses are naturally weak. Once there is some external factor harassment, they will not be able to produce the intended effect."

Things have come to this point, and Water Chestnut will naturally not hide any longer. He hasn't even finished speaking, as if he is afraid that subsequent events will change beyond his control.

A palm-sized bamboo joint, as thick as an arm, with circles of golden outlines on its surface has appeared in his hand. It looks like a fifth-level spiritual material, but upon closer inspection, one can easily find some seals on it that were specially customized for cultivators.

"Disrupt its sense of smell and taste, and even have a certain negative impact on its spiritual consciousness. You and I will take advantage of the chaos to kill and win."

Sun Mingsheng obviously approves of this strategy, especially since he does not have any other particularly good strategies.

On the bamboo joints with golden outlines, the water chestnuts swayed gently, and light white auras appeared and swirled upwards, with a clear purpose, turning into smoke and entering the valley where the three dark fire dogs lived and bred.

"Woof woof woof, woof woof woof"

The effects of the measures carefully prepared by Water Chestnut and the clan behind him will naturally be immediate. The smoke that seemed extremely weak and could be blown away by a gust of wind, immediately caused a burst of dog barking after entering the valley.

The three dark fire dogs that had been playing on the bluestones the size of a human head immediately fell into panic, swaying from side to side like drunks, seemingly having lost control of themselves.

"Opportunities are rare and will never come back. Fellow Daoist Mingsheng, make every effort to take advantage of this opportunity to kill as many of the three dark fire dogs as possible. The effect of the smoke attack can only last for an incense stick at most."

The tone of Baizhi's words was quite urgent, and his figure was also quite swift. A huge ghost-head knife that exuded endless murderous aura and flashed with cold light appeared in his hand. Holding the hilt with both hands, he rushed towards the nearest three-headed dark fire dog without any hesitation and killed it.

(End of this chapter)