Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 422: Don't let go, affect

Fu Donglin was startled. What the hell was that? It could actually wrap around his defense and suck away his mana and vitality.

The man surnamed Xu looks like an upright Taoist priest, so why did he practice such unorthodox and evil skills that are not worthy of being presented to the public?
It is natural for people like him to practice unconventional methods, as they will do anything to survive.

A layer of dark green flame surged up on his body, trying to burn the faint golden line on his wrist. However, he soon realized that his true fire was also sucked away, which was like adding fuel to the fire. He hurriedly grabbed the flying sword and used the sharp edge of the magic weapon to cut at that position.

The sword blade passed through the invisible and intangible golden thread and was unable to cut it at all.

Instead, the other wrist was also surrounded by a ray of golden light.

Fu Donglin was a little panicked. His magic power poured out and he was helpless and unable to stop it.

"Take a sword too!"

Xu Yuanchang was in the midst of extreme turbulence and rolling. He drew his sword and stabbed the old man who was rolling towards him again with great effort.

In the Hidden Dragon Space, he and Old Monster Fu were like pebbles that were tossed back and forth in a washing machine.

I have no control over myself, the pressure is getting greater and greater, and all kinds of supernatural powers are of little use.

"Bang", the tip of the sword pierced the old man's left shoulder, there was a flash of talisman light, and the tip of the sword slid to the side, and the two people had lost contact.

Fu Donglin endured the great discomfort and made strange noises from his mouth, trying to calm the out-of-control Yinlong down a little, and send him out first to get him out of danger before making other plans.

How could the treasure be as important as his life?

How could Xu Yuanchang let Old Monster Fu get what he wanted? He stepped up to activate the Fantasy Fairy Ring to absorb the hidden dragon's vitality and energy, stimulating the monster, which seemed to have a weak brain, into greater panic. Finally, Old Monster Fu sent himself to die, and everyone swayed together.

He continuously transferred the enormous amount of energy to the bottomless pit-like Altar of Creation.

With his physique, he wouldn't dare to eat and drink like that.

The mixed and impure energy will burst him.

Even if it doesn't explode, he will fall into chaos and be hit back.

"Asshole, I..."

Fu Donglin was extremely furious. In order to better control the Hidden Dragon he had subdued, he had spent a lot of time and energy using his spiritual awareness and magic power to wipe out some of the Hidden Dragon's evil spirit bit by bit. He never expected that one day he would end up trapping himself.

Seeing the two men rolling and getting closer, the old man, after being hit by a sword, returned a Yin Shui Talisman to the other party.

The huge explosive force caused the mucus to spin and submerge the opponent, and also completely widened the distance between the two.

Fu Donglin threw out several other talismans in succession, trying the Five Elements and Wind, Thunder and Ice Talismans. The chaotic space became even more chaotic, and he had already lost any trace of the boy.

He discovered to his despair that he still could not cut the two golden threads around his wrists.

In just a short period of time, about 10% of his magic power and vitality were sucked away.

His expression hesitated, struggled and changed several times. He knew that he could not delay any longer and would suffer the consequences if he did not make a decision.

He resolutely took out a dark gold jade talisman, chanted a spell silently, and the talisman patterns on his body turned bright red, with dark green lines surging inside. He suddenly threw the jade talisman to the side of his body, and accelerated and twisted away in the direction of the bumps and rolls.

"Boom", a bright golden light exploded, and a light wave impacted downwards to form an unparalleled light blade, which suddenly broke a gap of about three feet in the belly of the madly rolling hidden dragon, and mucus and blood gushed out.

The hidden dragon had already rushed out of the cave, knocking over countless mountains and peaks, and flattening many ravines and valleys.

The huge commotion attracted monks such as Wu Shanbi and Zhang Wu to watch from afar.

Anyone could see that the huge monster rolling and ramming around in front of them was probably fighting with the missing Old Monster Xu and Old Monster Shan.

"It's a seventh-level Earth Spirit Hidden Dragon... Damn it, quickly use magic to attack it."

Wu Shanbi shouted loudly, feeling anxious.

There were so many places for Yinlong to roll, but he chose to go towards the market town.

Zhang Wu ordered the many chaotic monks to gather together and shouted, "Fools, block it to the south, and work together to drive it to the north. We can't let it destroy our market."

He was very anxious because that market had cost them too much effort and was the foundation of their future livelihood.

I also want to find a good way out in the market after Xu Laoguai and others leave, so I can't afford to make any mistakes.

All kinds of magic weapons, spells, and talismans bombarded the hidden dragon that was over a hundred feet long, exploding into a colorful and brilliant light.

The smooth and sticky skin of the hidden dragon was covered with tiny ripples, which annihilated the power of all attacks while leaving itself unharmed. It was terrified of the rapidly draining vitality in its body and the danger it could not escape, which made it extremely violent.

Faced with the provocation of many small ants, it opened its black mouth and sprayed them.

"Puff", a water mist covering an area of ​​more than ten miles was covered, emitting a beautiful rainbow-like light under the sunlight.

Hundreds of monks rushing in the front screamed miserably, their bodies were corroded and white mist was gushing out. They rushed around like headless flies, trying to escape from the mist. In just a moment, one unrecognizable corpse after another fell below.

Wu Shanbi, Zhang Wu and several other sixth-floor monks risked losing one or two protective treasures, withstood the erosion of the fog, and luckily escaped with their lives.

Everyone was still frightened; the power of the seventh-level monster was too terrifying.

More monks behind were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they scrambled to escape further away.

"Set fire. Set fire to the ground ten miles away."

"Yes, quickly set fire to all the hills in the south. We must stop it. It should be afraid of fire and burn as much as possible."

Hearing Wu Shanbi's roar, Zhang Wu also reacted and was the first to set fire to the ground.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must seize it and give it a try.

In an instant, the fire shot up into the sky, and the whole mountain and field were burning with crackling sounds.

The hidden dragon rolled over and stopped in front of the sea of ​​fire and smoke. It turned around and rushed back, making mournful cries like a cow. Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The poisonous mist it spewed out corroded everything around it, and the flowers, plants and trees withered. Dust rolled in the air.

"Damn it, why doesn't it just fly up to the sky instead of just tossing around on the ground?"

"Yes, it's very strange. It's impossible that it can't fly."

"Maybe he was disciplined by Xu..."

Wu Shanbi and Zhang Wu no longer dared to attack Yinlong, fearing that they would provoke an even stronger counterattack. They stayed dozens of miles away, talking in confusion across the sea of ​​fire on the mountaintop.

The rolling hidden dragon suddenly roared, suddenly jumped hundreds of feet into the air, and a hole was made in its belly.

A large amount of sticky liquid fell to the ground through the hole.

The hidden dragon howled and twisted as it fell downwards. An old man in a long gown crawled out of the wound, with rapidly flowing runes on his body and disheveled hair. He looked quite embarrassed. Before the old man could fly away from the range of a hundred feet.

"Bang", a black shadow swept by like a whip, and the staggering old man, who was still unconscious due to the recoil of the talisman, was knocked away for more than ten miles, and crashed into the top of the mountain and disappeared.

"Boom!" Yinlong smashed the rocks down several feet, causing the earth to shake.

"It's Old Monster Fu!"

"He was swept by the Hidden Dragon's tail."

"Senior Xu... why hasn't Senior shown up yet?" Wu Shanbi and Zhang Wu noticed that Old Monster Fu was seriously injured. The two of them were a little eager to make a move. They would be very conflicted and hesitant if they didn't take advantage of the opportunity. They were also worried that if Old Monster Xu didn't show up in time, they might suffer a loss.

Then, another person was seen crawling out of the belly wound of the rolling Hidden Dragon. It was none other than the shining old monster Xu.

They couldn't understand how Old Monster Xu and Old Monster Fu both got into the hidden dragon's stomach?

"Be careful... ugh!"

Wu Shanbi shouted loudly. He knew that no matter how many times Yinlong launched a sneak attack, he could not kill the powerful Old Monster Xu. He might as well do him a favor. Sure enough, Old Monster Xu who was flying in the air was hit by Yinlong's elusive tail and exploded into pieces, but there was no blood or flesh flying.

This made him and Zhang Wu feel a little disappointed.

It's a pity that the scourge will live for ten thousand years.

The next moment, Xu Yuanchang appeared ten miles away. "Puff puff puff", three points of cold light pierced through the small head of the hidden dragon that was roaring with its head raised.

Yinlong spat out a mouthful of water mist, howled miserably, rolled backwards and got up again.

Blood and mucus flowed, dyeing large areas of the mountains red.

Xu Yuanchang frantically activated the Magic Immortal Ring to speed up the swallowing of the hidden dragon and the old monster Fu who was fleeing underground. With his current cultivation level, plus the Magic Immortal Ring that had been promoted to the sixth level, old monster Fu could not escape the golden thread's absorption within three hundred miles.

He was not worried that the Hidden Dragon, who had suffered a series of severe injuries, would run away, but he had to be on guard against the old monster Fu using secret methods to escape.

After a series of fights, he dared not underestimate Old Monster Fu.

"Fire!"

Blazing flames burst out from the three piercing wounds, burning the Hidden Dragon to madness.

"Puff", a ball of sticky mist suddenly fell from the sky, covering Xu Yuanchang who was ten miles away, and quickly dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yuanchang appeared on the other side with a sharp look in his eyes.

A monster of gigantic size with exceptionally strong vitality.

Even with such injuries, he can still fight back.

The three points of cold light turned back and moved away like lightning. Another three blade lights shot out from the front with waves. With a few "puff puff" sounds, they pierced the neck of the hidden dragon that looked like a giant earthworm, leaving fist-sized wounds that looked hideous and terrifying.

"Bang." The hidden dragon was fighting almost on instinct. A bronze tablet heavier than a mountain was pressing down on it in its belly, restricting its movements. Even flying became a luxury for it. Finally, it couldn't hold on any longer and fell down. Its head tilted to one side, and its vitality and demonic power quickly dissipated.

The dark blue eyes looked up at the gray-blue sky and gradually dimmed.

When it was first born, it saw the colorful world outside, but it ended abruptly and tragically.

Fu Donglin, who escaped from underground two hundred miles away, felt that the connection with the mark engraved deep in the hidden dragon demon soul had disappeared. He was filled with grief and anger. Thousands of years of hard work had been destroyed, and he still could not escape the dilemma of having his magic power and vitality devoured.

He suddenly drilled out of the ground, and the nearby villages several miles away were immediately affected. Houses collapsed, the ground cracked, and the mortals who suffered from the unexpected disaster cried and shouted for help.

The old man ignored the misery of the mortals, holding a jade talisman in each hand and dipping his blood into them.

He stared at the abominable Taoist priest who was standing ten miles away and shouted, "I've already given you the Hidden Dragon Demon Pill, what else are you waiting for?"

Xu Yuanchang was no longer anxious and said with a smile, "Let's talk about the compensation for the damage you caused to the many peaks of Qixing Mountain."

He pretended not to notice the tragic scene in the distance.

"I will return it to you."

The old man raised his hand and threw a jade talisman that had turned bright red.

"Bang", there was a shocking explosion, and the dazzling light made the sky bright as snow, covering the sun above. The light wave flashed and spread outward, and the people, flowers, trees, houses, etc. within thirty miles were all turned into dust.

The talismans spread out like fine tentacles, but none of them could catch Taoist Xu who was as weak as a dog-skin plaster.

With the help of the countless marks he had placed on the territory, Xu Yuanchang had already escaped fifty miles away. In the blink of an eye, he appeared twenty miles behind the old man and increased his devouring power.

He waved his left hand, a silver light flashed, and several cold lights turned into a rain of flying knives all over the sky, shooting towards the old man with a pale face.

"Dudududu", the old man's figure shattered into countless pieces of paper.

The old man appeared ten miles away. He was on guard and would not let the other party succeed in confusing his soul with his magic weapon. He also did not dare to stop to fight. It was almost impossible for him to kill Taoist Xu, the annoying illusionist, so he had no choice but to flee for his life.

If we can escape from the Qixing Mountain area, we may have a chance of survival.

"Can you escape?"

Xu Yuanchang sneered. The opponent was already at the end of his strength. His magic power and vitality kept draining away, and his strength was declining.

His figure suddenly disappeared in the air, and as his speed increased, his speed had already surpassed that of Old Monster Fu.

The old man flew hundreds of miles away and suddenly felt as if there were phantoms before his eyes. His heart sank as he realized that he had unknowingly walked into a trap set by the other party.

The desperate old man in the long gown laughed miserably, gritted his teeth, and crushed the jade talisman that he had been holding in his left hand. He would not fall into the hands of the other party. In the past, the opponents who fell into his hands were unable to live or die, and that feeling was too miserable.

There were two loud bangs, and the blood was as hot as fire.

A deep pit over ten miles in size was blown out on the ground, and no one was left within fifty miles.

Xu Yuanchang rolled a long distance, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stopped dozens of miles away, looked around at the mortals who were fleeing in panic, and suddenly felt very tired. Old Monster Fu was blown to pieces, and he couldn't be happy at all.

He gave orders to Wu Shanbi, Zhang Wu and others who had hurried over: "Put out the fire, comfort the frightened people, provide medical treatment and compensation to all the injured. Fu Donglin has died, and the drought is over. You should look for his belongings."

He knew that these guys were respectful on the surface because they wanted to see him and Old Monster Fu fight to a draw.

If they can get a ready-made bargain, they will definitely pounce on it like a mad dog and bite it.

"Yes, I will obey Senior Xu's instructions."

Wu Shanbi, Zhang Wu and others bowed their heads and accepted the order, each with a serious expression.

Old Monster Xu was so powerful that he single-handedly forced Fu Donglin, who had been famous for hundreds of years, to commit suicide.

They didn't dare to ask where Senior Shan had gone. With such a loud noise, it was impossible for them not to hear it.

Xu Yuanchang returned to the ruins of Dongming Peak and Yinyuan Peak. The structure of Qixing Mountain had been broken. The underground collapse had buried the earth spirits and formations, and they had lost the ability to gather spiritual energy. This was a good thing, as they would no longer be used by people with ulterior motives.

Many monks gathered around the huge hidden dragon lying dead on the ground, and hurriedly saluted and retreated into the distance.

Xu Yuanchang landed on the ground and wrapped the hidden dragon, which was over a hundred feet in size, with his magic power and spiritual consciousness. He then put the entire monster skeleton into the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring. He would go back later to break open the hidden dragon's skull, take out its monster pill, and retrieve the bronze tablet that was still in its belly.

An abundant and cool energy flowed back from the Altar of Creation like a lake bursting its dam.

Xu Yuanchang suddenly looked like he was drunk and his face turned red.

He quickly flew to the top of the hill where he lived.

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(End of this chapter)