Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 239 - 181: Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd (4)
His expression changed slightly as he bit his lip and pulled out a damaged rattle from his waist, vigorously shaking it with the spiritual energy from within his body!
The "dong dong" sound of the rattle seemed to strike directly at everyone’s heart.
Luo Yao and Shen Wen’an, being the closest, immediately felt their qi and blood surging, and their spiritual power flow was affected.
"What kind of magical artifact is this!?"
Shen Wen’an narrowed his eyes slightly, forcibly stabilizing the power of sword essence within him, and distanced himself from the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch.
Luo Yao also continuously waved the Cloud River Practice, stirring up ripples in the void to weaken the impact of the drum sound.
Crack!
Just as the two were in a state of high alert, fearing that Mountain Master He and the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch would seize the opportunity to launch a fatal strike, a crisp sound suddenly rang out from Mountain Master He’s hand.
Upon hearing this sound, a trace of pain flashed across Mountain Master He’s face. He immediately used his divine sense to secretly summon the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch back to his side, and finally mustered his spiritual power to forcefully shake the rattle one more time.
Dong!
Bang!
After emitting its final sound, the rattle shattered into wood fragments that scattered in the air.
Roar!
The Golden Flame Mountain Monarch, taking advantage of the four being struck by the final hit of the rattle and having their qi and blood surging, let out a roar and carried Mountain Master He away into the distance!
Luo Yao and Shen Wen’an, due to being near the last attack of the rattle’s sound, had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
Wei Qiuling and Gong Cheng, seeing this, immediately flew to their side.
"I’m fine, quickly chase that old guy!"
Luo Yao wiped the blood off the corner of her mouth and spoke.
Shen Wen’an also nodded towards Wei Qiuling, indicating he was unscathed!
After quickly calming their internal qi and blood, the four transformed into streaks of light, flying towards Mountain Master He.
"What does he intend to do?"
Seeing Mountain Master He riding a giant tiger, flying towards Hidden Dragon Mountain in He County, Gong Cheng frowned and spoke.
Given the current situation, that old guy should be running towards Danzhou to escape, so why is he rushing towards Hidden Dragon Mountain?
Wei Qiuling, pondering secretly, suddenly changed his expression and said: "It should be related to some kind of treasure!"
"Aside from the previous flood dragon, another thing that Hundred Beasts Mountain is plotting could likely be some not yet mature Heavenly and Earthly Treasure or something they can’t take away."
"At this moment, as Mountain Master He sees He County about to fall into our Luoxia Mountain’s hands, he’s probably going to destroy that thing!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yao and Gong Cheng’s expressions changed dramatically!
This He County is already Luoxia Mountain’s, and naturally, that treasure too is Luoxia Mountain’s!
Something that Hundred Beasts Mountain has coveted for over a hundred years must be a remarkable treasure. It must not be allowed to be destroyed!
"That old fox is as crazy as ever!"
Gong Cheng cursed angrily, immediately biting the tip of his tongue, and accelerated his body to pursue Mountain Master He!
"Master Gong!"
Seeing this, Wei Qiuling’s expression immediately changed, and he shouted.
Suffice it to say that Gong Cheng is decisive enough. To prevent Mountain Master He from destroying the treasure, he chose to exhaust his essence blood to stop him without hesitation.
"We must hurry."
"Your Master Gong is no match for that old fox."
"He’s risking his life to buy us time this time!"
As Luo Yao spoke, she directly swung the Cloud River Practice, sweeping up Shen Wen’an and Wei Qiuling, and accelerated forward!
On the other hand, after Gong Cheng consumed his essence blood to increase his speed, he quickly caught up to Mountain Master He.
On the back of the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch, Mountain Master He saw him catching up, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes!
"Since you’re courting death, I’ll grant you that!"
He suddenly slapped the massive wine gourd on his back, and a black light flew out from the gourd, slicing fiercely towards Gong Cheng’s head!
Gong Cheng hurriedly evaded in mid-air, but couldn’t shake off the black light!
Seeing the black light drawing closer, a madness flashed in his eyes. He flickered, directly crashing towards the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch’s body!
Mountain Master He didn’t expect Gong Cheng to be so reckless. Seeing the black light quickly approaching, even if it could kill him, it would surely also injure himself and the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch, so he frantically patted the gourd on his back, recalling the black light.
Yet at this moment, Gong Cheng had already rushed up, and while Mountain Master He was retrieving the black light, he formed a seal with his hands and cast a spread of gray light towards man and tiger.
The gray light, imbued with thick earth attribute spiritual power, adhered to the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch, immediately causing a layer of thick rock-like matter to appear on its surface!
The Golden Flame Mountain Monarch let out an enraged roar, its body roiling with demon essence as it started to plummet rapidly!
When it was only a dozen or so feet above the ground, it finally shattered the thick rocky layer covering it and resumed its form, carrying Mountain Master He as it flew away!
This strike seemed not to have harmed it but had successfully stalled it for some time.
Though that time was short, it was enough for Shen Wen’an and the others to catch up.
Seeing the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch still trying to escape at all costs, Shen Wen’an’s gaze sharpened, and his golden Dragon Soul Magical Sword immediately flew out, shooting forward at great speed!
The Supreme Mysterious Light-Splitting Sword Skill split the Dragon Soul Magical Sword into four, launching continuous attacks on the Golden Flame Mountain Monarch, trapping it mid-air!
Seeing this, Mountain Master He immediately slapped the massive gourd on his back, summoning the black light once more to engage in battle with the golden Dragon Soul Magical Sword in the air!
The black light was incredibly nimble, in no way inferior to Shen Wen’an’s sword control skill.
Clashing sounds filled the air.
Observing this scene, Shen Wen’an looked puzzled.
That dwarf old man from Hundred Beasts Mountain is definitely not a Sword Cultivator, but how does that black light seem more formidable than a Sword Cultivator’s Sword Control Skill?
