Immortal Road.

Chapter 211: Golden Stone
At night, above Wangyue City, two figures, one big and one small, were fighting endlessly.

A purple tentacle over ten feet long was waving in the sky, greasy mucus sliding and flowing, and the strange patterns on the tentacle were hazy and illusory in the moonlight. The monks who were watching from afar in the city stared at it for a moment, and they could hear evil whispers in their ears from afar, and they were too scared to look directly at it.

The other golden figure exuded a domineering aura, with golden light flashing with every move he made. The sharp and fierce aura spread in all directions, and the monks who were watching from afar felt as if a knife was scratching their skin, causing pain all over their bodies.

"You beast, you're looking for death!"

“Chirp~~~”

Ancestor Rongjin urged a golden snake to fly up and down, looking for the enemy's weaknesses, while commanding two golden hook magic weapons to assist on the left and right, attacking the purple tentacles.

Faced with the rich experience of Ancestor Rongjin in fighting, no matter how flexibly the purple tentacles dodged, they were hit continuously due to their huge size. Dozens of blood holes were stabbed in their bodies, and they couldn't help but scream in pain. Purple-black blood rain began to splash in the city.

This blood was obviously highly toxic and corrosive. Patriarch Rongjin didn't want to get any contact with it, but it caused suffering to the cultivators in the city. Many of them were unlucky enough to get touched by it, and in an instant their flesh and blood melted into a pool of black water on the ground.

As for the other pavilions and towers, they were also corroded by the purple-black blood rain and were riddled with holes. They were on the verge of collapsing.

Even the cave areas in the north of the city, protected by formations and prohibitions, could not resist the penetration of the purple-black blood rain. They all "crackled" with flashes of spiritual light, became paralyzed and lost their effectiveness. The cultivators living in the cave areas hurriedly fled.

This huge scene happened directly in Wangyue City, and everyone was shocked.

Naturally, this also aroused the anger of the local bullies.

"Who dares to cause trouble in Wangyue Fairy City? Haven't you heard that the city has long agreed that fighting is not allowed?"

Wangyue City is a large city for cultivating immortals. It was jointly established by many immortal cultivation families and independent cultivation forces in the local area. They even jointly established an Internal Affairs Department, and each force took turns to serve as the elder of the Internal Affairs Department, specifically managing various affairs in the city.

Now that he saw someone engaging in a big fight and wantonly destroying the city without regard for the rules, he was naturally furious and questioned them.

I saw people from all major families flying out from all directions in the city. They were also Jindan-stage cultivators. They all wanted to see who was so powerful that he dared to go wild in Wangyue City!

But
Wait until they arrive.
But the thunder was loud but the rain was small, so I didn't dare to continue talking.
the reason is simple.

A tentacle monster, a demon, is wreaking havoc in the city, and they have no reason to explain;

The other one was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, who was suppressing the tentacle.

He is actually helping them in disguise. If we stop him from taking action, then who will deal with the purple tentacle?

Are they alone?

Look at that tentacle, it can fight with a late Jindan cultivator. Who dares to touch the tiger's whiskers?

All the Jindan-stage cultivators from Wangyue City became cowards at this point, not daring to say a word, and handed over the power of security in their own territory to outsiders.

As for such a huge Wangyue City, there isn't even one person in the late Jindan stage. Is it really so shabby?

To be honest, there really was one a few years ago.

It was none other than the ancestor of the Li family, a family of immortal cultivation in the west of the city.

However, one must know that Wangyue City is a loose alliance of multiple forces, and there are constant intrigues and struggles within it. The Li family once dominated Wangyue City for hundreds of years, relying on the presence of a late Jindan cultivator. They plundered a large amount of wealth and squeezed other local families so much that they dared not speak out.

Later, the Li family was in a period of transition. No one among the younger generation in the family had been able to break through the Jindan stage. The ancestor of the Li family was also very old and his time was coming to an end, so he had to withdraw his forces and stay in seclusion, trying to buy time to give the younger generation a chance to catch their breath.

But no one expected that Lin Shan's confused operation five years ago would lead to the emergence of the phantom of the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool, which directly triggered the sensitive nerves of all the major forces in the city. They thought that the ancestor of the Li family was going to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Wouldn't he have to ride on everyone's head for hundreds of years by then?
Originally, when you die of old age, everyone can comfortably maintain the balance, grasp a delicate balance and eat meat and drink soup together. But once a domineering Nascent Soul cultivator appears, there will be no need for the Wangyue City Internal Affairs Department to exist.

It is possible that the Li family will take it all!
By then, everyone will be driven out of Wangyue City, and either lose all their power and property and wander outside, or work like a dog for the Li family.

Who can bear this?

That's why there happened that rainy night when six Jindan stage masters could no longer bear it and joined forces to break into the Li family, forcibly killed the ancestor of the Li family, and then they were dragged down with two people. Since then, the Wangyue City Alliance has been seriously damaged.

And now, the same scene happens again.

It was another rainy night, but it was not normal rain, but purple-black blood rain.

The late Jindan cultivator was not the ancestor of the Li family, but the Rongjin ancestor of the Dai family, a family of cultivators from the outside world.

The four elders of the Internal Affairs Department of Wangyue City hesitated and did not move forward.

They hoped that Patriarch Yu Rongjin could help them get rid of the demon, but at the same time they didn't want the two of them to cause too much damage in the city. After all, Wangyue City was their common property.

It's just that the imagination is beautiful, and the reality is destined not to be as they wish.

Who has ever seen a Jindan stage cultivator restrain himself and protect the surrounding flowers and plants during a life-and-death battle?

The purple tentacles are inherently demonic and weird. They only want to devour blood and kill people to nourish themselves for rapid growth, without caring about the surrounding environment at all.

The Dai family's ancestor Rong Jin stopped it in order to protect Master Xiongshan, who would be a popular commodity that would bring him and the Dai family the favor of the great Confucianists in the future.

Neither side would give in, and both had reasons to fight.

It is impossible to stop once you have started the fight, so of course the more you fight, the more fiercely you hit. The aftermath of the battle spreads wider and wider, and the surroundings are in ruins. The major Jindan Zhenren in the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Wangyue City are heartbroken, because all this is money!
The purple tentacles were suppressed by the old man Rongjin and could not raise their heads. There were blood holes all over their bodies. Purple-black blood rain kept pouring out. At the same time, circles of blood mist began to spread around the north of the city. The blood mist was so poisonous that people would faint at the mere smell of it.

Countless monks fled frantically, fearing that they would be infected and lose their lives.

The old ancestor Rongjin in the sky was also a little dizzy at this moment. His body began to sway and he couldn't help but be shocked.

At the same time, looking at the purple tentacles on the ground below, which were resisting him while absorbing the blood of the monks injured by the aftermath of the battle, the wounds were healing rapidly. He began to feel anxious.

No, we can't continue to be in this stalemate.

Patriarch Rongjin looked through the ruins at the Xiongshan monk buried deep underground, and glanced at the Golden Core Real People of Wangyue City around him without leaving any trace. At the same time, he could also feel that there were several obscure Golden Core stage auras around the city secretly watching him.

He knew that there were definitely more than just a few Jindan-stage cultivators in Wangyue City. In fact, as the delay went on, other cultivation forces that had heard the news that Master Xiongshan had come to Lu would also have Jindan-stage cultivators rushing to Wangyue City. At that time, it would be even more difficult for him to take Master Xiongshan alone.

So, when it’s time to break it, break it!

Ancestor Rong Jin calculated quickly in his mind, without any hesitation, and a strong light suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire sky!

"The great river flows eastward, its waves wash away everything, leaving only a tiny bit of gold on the sand!"

"Yin~~~"

A slight sound of metal and stone buzzed in everyone's ears, and then there was the sound of countless sand and stones colliding. In the night sky, a golden sand river was like a flowing ribbon, accompanied by bits of golden light floating around, magnificent like a fairyland, hanging under the bright moon.

"!!!"

All the monks stared blankly at the sky, their faces coated with a layer of golden light, and their hearts were shocked beyond words.

This is in Wangyue City. Not only did you act recklessly, but you even used some minor magical powers. How many houses and blocks will be destroyed, and how many innocent monks will be killed or injured? Is it necessary?

Ancestor Rongjin had a stern look on his face and remained unwavering. From his point of view, it was of course necessary!

The Master of Xiongshan must be firmly under control. The sooner we bring him back the better. Otherwise, something bad may happen.

As for the damage caused to Wangyue City, it can be completely blamed on the purple tentacles. He was trying to help them slay demons and monsters, so it was understandable that he accidentally failed.

What's more, the Wangyue City Alliance now has lost the ancestor of the Li family that made him fearful, and is just a group of rabble left. What does my Dai family have to fear?
Although Old Ancestor Rongjin is old and has lived a long life, he still has a courageous drive to move forward, and his ruthlessness and decisiveness are fully reflected in him.

He used his ultimate move without restraint, and the Jindan-stage elders of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the city could no longer sit still. Looking at the situation, if he really used his minor magical powers and spells, at least a quarter of Wangyue City would be reduced to ruins.

After all, if a Jindan cultivator in the late stage uses a minor magical power to strike with all his strength, the impact range will be several miles, and all humans and animals will suffer. When the news gets to the outside world, the entire Lu cultivation world will know that Wangyue City is not safe, and countless cultivators have been killed and injured in the battle inside the city. Who would dare to come?

During the previous attack on the Li family ancestor, they controlled the scope of the battle and launched a surprise attack, catching the enemy by surprise. It took a lot of effort to smooth over the storm afterwards. Now, only a few years have passed, and it happens again?
How will Wangyue City attract investment in the future?

"Fellow Daoist Rongjin, wait a minute!"

"Brother Dai, please stop!" "Please put away your magical powers. We can defeat the demon together. Why do we have to fight like this?"

……

This group of people hurried forward and wanted to stop it, but they didn't say anything. It didn't matter. Instead, it aroused the sense of urgency of Ancestor Rong Jin.

Knowing they had come and ruined his good deeds, he hurriedly did the foreplay and accelerated the condensation of the golden sand. The golden sand river above his head became longer and longer, with layer after layer of sharpness pressing out, and the sound of gold and stone hitting each other made clinking sounds.

It is understandable that the deceased Jindan Zhenren of the Dai family did not learn the Dai family's inherited magic of the gold-related minor magical power, but Ancestor Rongjin, who is the chief elder of the family, has already mastered it to perfection.

If it were someone else, it might take a long time to cast the spell, but in his hands it only took less than a breath of time. Even several Jindan stage cultivators in Wangyue City didn't have time to step forward to stop it before it was completely triggered.

"Yinyinyinyinyin~"

“Huahuahuahuahua~”

It seemed as if there was a sieve in the sky, and countless grains of sand began to rustle. Golden clouds filled the sky, dispelling the stuffiness of the night, and a golden light illuminated the earth.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

"Don't cast spells in the city!"

"Be careful of karma if you kill so many people like this."

……

A group of Jindan-stage cultivators in Wangyue City were extremely anxious and shouted loudly, but Patriarch Rongjin had a grim expression and remained unmoved.

I saw him with his clothes fluttering in the air. He waved his sleeves suddenly, and the golden sand river in the sky scattered everywhere, like a torrential rain of flowing gold and stone.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~”

“Boom boom boom boom~~~”

The sky was covered with golden particles. The Jindan stage cultivators who had just rushed up were fleeing in panic. They ran as fast as they came!

When a cultivator in the late Jindan stage uses a minor magical spell to attack with all his strength, how powerful is that?
Referring to the Gongsun family of Shangdang County in the Song Dynasty, Lin Shan cast a small magical talisman called "The Fiery Fire Across the Prairie".

It seems that the gold-based magical power of Ancestor Rongjin is also a group-wide attack spell, and it is cast in a place like Wangyue City where there are many cultivators. He is simply using any means to achieve his goal.

Compared with the promise of reward from the powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage, this little infamy and enmity is not worth mentioning!
What's more, I was killing demons. It was only natural and reasonable to prevent them from causing greater casualties. All accidental injuries were accidents!
Different from the raging fire talisman that burned everything silently, this type of gold-based magical power was extremely domineering and powerful. It rushed forward and rolled over, destroying countless urban streets in the north of the city and killing countless monks who did not have time to escape.

Houses collapsed, the ground sank, and the canals changed, leaving countless corpses and blood flowing everywhere.

The purple tentacle at the center of the spell became the special target, it was shot with holes all over and screamed continuously.

This sudden disaster not only confused several Jindan stage cultivators in Wangyue City, but also frightened all the cultivators in the city. Even Lin Shan and Black Skull Demon Lord and others who were far away in the west of the city were dumbfounded.

"If I remember correctly, I seem to have seen that purple tentacle in the Bianliang camp that year."

The Black Skeleton Demon Lord's entire frame was stained with golden light. He looked at the apocalyptic scene in the north of the city and said with some uncertainty.

Lu Xiuming and a group of key members of the Lin Chamber of Commerce beside him were all at a loss as to what to do.

Lin Shan also took a breath of cold air at this time. He was more certain than the Black Skull Demon Lord because he had the Lingbao Virtual Star Plate that could lock onto the position of the man on Bear Mountain, which was right at the location of the purple tentacles in the north of the city.

And the old man with white hair and a youthful face in the late Jindan stage, the prelude to the gold-based minor magical spell in his hand was exactly the same as that of the Jindan Zhenren of the Dai family who had once ambushed him. How could one not guess that Master Xiongshan must have been captured by the Dai family.

However, what he never expected was that the Dai family did not need at least ten days to react as the Black Skull Demon Lord had analyzed. Instead, only five days had passed and they had already sent a late Jindan cultivator!

What was even more unexpected to him was that the strange thing that he had cursed the man from Bear Mountain with his curse power in the East China Sea back then had grown to this extent today.

It has only been less than 30 years, but he has already been able to compete with a late Jindan cultivator. Is he a weird creature? Is it really that outrageous?

Fortunately, I didn’t go after the people on Xiong Mountain!

Not to mention that he was frightened, in the center of the battlefield in the north of the city, Master Rongjin slowly withdrew his slightly trembling hand.

This time, he maintained his small magical spell for half a cup of tea, just to destroy the monster with purple tentacles. As for the people on Bear Mountain below, he naturally showed caution so as not to hurt their lives.

After a while, the smoke and dust cleared.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the area within a radius of several miles to the north of the city was completely reduced to ruins. Countless shops and workshops collapsed to the ground, and among them were the bloody bodies of the unfortunate monks. The scene was horrific.

When the four Jindan-stage masters from Wangyue City in the sky saw this, they all felt a chill in their hearts.

A full quarter of the huge Wangyue Fairy City was destroyed in an instant by a small magical spell of Ancestor Rongjin!
"Dai Changming! Look at what you have done!"

"This is crazy! So many industries have been destroyed. How can we compensate all the forces for their losses if our Moon Watching City fails to protect them properly?"

"With so many people dead, who will dare to come to Wangyue City to do business in the future? The prosperous fairy city has declined as a result."

"Demons are dancing wildly, golden elixirs are fighting, and the reputation and reputation of Moon Watching City that has lasted for thousands of years will be infamous from today on."

……

These Jindan stage masters are all going crazy!

They stared at Old Ancestor Rong Jin with red eyes, wishing they could tear him into pieces.

However, the old man with white hair and youthful face in the sky responded to these people calmly and calmly:

"I just saw that the tentacle monster was difficult to deal with, and I was afraid that it would cause trouble to the people, so I had to use heavy hands to eliminate it. It is helpless to hurt innocent people. If it escapes, it will definitely massacre people in the city. At that time, it will be a bloody storm, which may be even more serious than it is now."

Although his explanation seemed to be sound, it was actually unable to convince the Jindan Zhenren of Wangyue City. Although the purple tentacles were strange and difficult to deal with, as long as many Jindan worked together, they could always suppress them slowly. There was no need to use powerful weapons such as minor magical powers.

What’s more, it is a group-wide attack capability!
What's up with this?

However, Old Ancestor Rong Jin looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. His whole body shook, and the pressure of the late Jindan period dissipated. He looked around coldly.

If the Nascent Soul doesn't come out, the late Golden Core stage is the peak combat power. The ancestor of the Li family is dead, and two of you have died in your internal fighting. There are only four Golden Core stage cultivators left in Wangyue City. What can you do to me?
What's more, the Dai family itself is a mining giant in the world of cultivation, and the family power is also not weak. There is no need to be afraid of a loose alliance full of intrigue. This is also the confidence that Ancestor Rongjin dared to take action.

The atmosphere in the sky became tense. The four elders of Wangyue City were in a dilemma. They wanted to ask for an explanation but did not have the strength to do so. However, if they just left it alone, they would be laughed at by everyone.

After all, the north of the city was destroyed, but in the south, east and west of the city, there were still tens of thousands of monks staring at this place, watching everything on the scene.

If they allow the murderer to walk around so brazenly, wantonly destroying and killing people in Wangyue City, and remain indifferent and dare not say a word, then Wangyue City will lose all its credibility in the future, and a large number of immortal cultivators will leave in disappointment and go to safer immortal cities.

Having your signboard smashed is tantamount to cutting off someone’s source of income!

However, in the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, and the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is.

The Dai family itself is a powerful force, and there are no fewer Jindan-stage cultivators in the family than they do. What's more, there is also a domineering late-stage Jindan master like Ancestor Rongjin. How dare they keep him?

At this awkward moment, the two sides were on the verge of a fight, their qi locked on each other, and were about to fall out when a familiar roar resounded through the sky again.

“Chirp~~~”

A purple tentacle covered in tatters and pus suddenly rose from the ground and attacked with lightning speed, slapping the unsuspecting Old Ancestor Rongjin with its tail!

"Snapped--"

"what!--"

Ancestor Rongjin cried out in pain, and blood splattered into the sky.

(End of this chapter)