MTL - Natural Fairy Species-Chapter 312v3 Where there is a chilong, kill the chilong
Chapter 312 Killing a Chilong Where There is a Chilong
Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for success.
This place is already the core of Montenegro. It doesn't even have a name for the mountain, and almost no human monks have set foot here.
In the dossiers of the secret agents of the Spirit Beast Hall, this place is called by the code name Jiasan, and there are only a few records.
For the core area where third-level monster kings haunt and second-level monsters can be seen everywhere, for the Qi Refining Secret Agent who has learned the superficial hiding and escape spells with only a hidden magic weapon, entering here is no different from stepping on a dead end.
Every piece of information sent back is putting oneself in a narrow escape.
However, in addition to a fixed salary, the spy will also give a generous contribution to the sect according to the value of the information.
Many disciples who are approaching the age limit or who want to change their situation will be willing to give it a go.
For the white ape that appeared near Qingniu Valley, the reward offered inside the Spirit Beast Hall was to reward 3,000 points of contribution as long as the whereabouts of the white ape was confirmed once.
And when exchanging high-level items, they have the same priority as true disciples.
Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. After several spies paid the price with their lives, someone finally heard the roar of the sky-shaking ape near Jiasan.
A white ape and a dragon-like monster fought a battle, blood spilled from the sky and crashed several hills.
The spy suppressed his fear and slammed his hands hard against the stone wall, allowing the sharp stone thorns to pierce his palms, only to wake up from the terrifying coercion of the third-order monster.
Taking out the magic weapon for taking photos, he took two portraits, and staggered away from Jiasan Mountain.
I don't know if it was this secret agent who was blessed and blessed, or the battle of the third-tier demon king scared away the other monsters.
Anyway, he returned to the mountain gate smoothly, turned in the portrait stored in the photo-taking instrument, and successfully obtained 3,000 contribution points.
"Being able to fight the white ape so fiercely, it seems that the dragon monster is also the peak of the third order... After everything is stable, the depths of the Black Mountain are indeed a good place for me to try my sword."
The stone pillar broken in two looks like a messy peak after a storm.
There is also a large piece of brown blood, and with a light touch, you can feel the huge power of blood and blood contained in it.
Bai Zichen just saw these traces, and he could imagine the fierce scene of two powerful monsters fighting at the top in the depths of Montenegro that day.
"The recruiting ceremony has just ended. No one would have thought that I was already in Montenegro...According to Senior Brother Ge, the practice of participating in the same contract is very fateful. Put in the time."
Realist Ge Cang is in retreat, making the final adjustments before transforming into a baby.
Bai Zichen exchanged a few words across the cloud platform.
The difficulty of cultivating the same contract is different from that of the five-crystal glazed body.
The latter is to tell you plainly that the difficulty of getting started is so high, don’t choose me if you don’t have enough confidence.
The difficulty of practicing the same contract is more likely because this exercise is missing a part, which caused the original difficulty of ten exercises to suddenly increase to one hundred.
Really talented Ge Cang is very difficult to cultivate.
The input and output are completely out of proportion, and the cost performance of practice is too low.
"It seems that in a short period of time, there has been a qualitative breakthrough in the desire to participate in the contract, and it is hopeless to greatly increase the refining time of the natal magic weapon... The enlightenment of the Nine Suns Divine Fire Mirror, and spiritual sublimation have to find another way."
Bai Zichen walked down from the top of the mountain, but he failed to find the traces of the third-level peak demon king at the two ends. It was expected, after all, more than ten days had passed since the information.
But now that we have gone deep into Montenegro, how can we return empty-handed.
"Two thousand miles to the east, there is a third-tier low-grade purple-eyed dream butterfly, let's use it... The third-tier insect beast should also have a demon core, so it won't be a waste of time."
Purple-eyed Dream Butterfly is a third-rank low-grade insect beast. Its strength in frontal combat is average, but its illusion is powerful.
And it is a herd of insects and beasts, with hundreds of blue-eyed dream butterflies under its command. Under the superimposition of illusion, even monks in the late stage of alchemy will suffer a small loss.
Although Bai Zichen didn't have the magic weapon to break the illusion, he didn't practice the magic to break the illusion.
But with his spiritual consciousness surpassing that of a perfect monk who formed alchemy, it would be impossible for the illusion of a mere third-order insect beast to affect him.
With the current strength of Qingfengmen, as long as the sleeping fourth-order Qingluan is not disturbed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can sweep Heishan.
Of course, this refers to Ge Cangzhen and Bai Zichen.
If the Zongmen's land reclamation army is dispatched, there is a high probability that it will be dragged down by countless monsters.
A battle line that stretches for thousands of miles, and monsters that don't know where they will come out from, it is a devastating logistical pressure for any sect.
When he came, he sensed at least ten groups of second-order monsters, all of which were gathered in the scale of twenty or thirty.
There are magic earthworms that lurk underground and dig through the ground, and there are Zhangxu lizards that can change the color of their bodies to perfectly fit the surface environment.
There is even a bird with colorful feathers that flies faster than the golden-winged Lei Peng. With a single sprint, it smashes the second-level four-toothed pig into a cloud of blood mist.
I dare not imagine how the disciples of the Qingfeng sect would deal with these ferocious monsters without the protection of the ancestor of Danjie.
Unless the sect upgrades those Fengxingshuo to a war machine of the level of Tianlizong's airship, it will be possible to truly turn the Montenegro Mountains into its own back garden.
"It smells so bloody, someone is one step ahead of me?"
Before reaching the Butterfly Valley where the Purple-eyed Dream Butterfly lives, Bai Zichen sensed something was wrong.
"Could it be that there are monks who have successfully formed alchemy and sneaked into Montenegro?"
Bai Zichen stopped, took out the fairy gauze and covered his body, and walked slowly towards the valley.
The insect bodies of blue-eyed dream butterflies fell to the ground, either broken into several pieces, or directly smashed into a pulp.
The intruders were obviously very powerful, and these blue-eyed dream butterflies failed to cause any obstruction.
Bai Zichen looked at the situation in the Valley of the Butterflies, even if he wanted to maintain the effect of the fairy yarn, he couldn't release his consciousness, and he already had guesses about the identity of the person who broke into the Valley of the Butterflies.
Going a hundred steps forward, turning around the mountain wall, a huge monster appeared in front of you.
Between mouth and nose breathing, there is a whirlwind.
Heart beats like a drum.
The whole body is black ink, a black chinchilla with a body length of more than thirty feet, no horns on the top of the head, five claws on the feet, and the dragon body is full of power.
At this moment, it was lying on the ground, with its front paws pressing on a phantom butterfly with purple eyes on its wings.
It is said to be a phantom butterfly insect, which is the size of a buffalo.
But he had no power to resist in front of Hei Chi, and was torn in half by the dragon's claws.
As soon as the claws were picked, half of the body fell into the dragon's mouth, chewed and swallowed it.
"With such a serious injury, he can easily wipe out the insects and beasts in the entire Illusory Butterfly Valley. How powerful is this black chinch?"
Bai Zichen was startled. Hei Chi had an eversion wound on his head, directly exposing the keel.
There are three or four wounds of the size of one person hugging each other, directly piercing through the entire dragon body.
As it swallowed the third-order monster and received external force supplements, the wound had a tendency to heal.
Hei Chi, with at most half life left, can easily wipe out the entire Illusion Butterfly Valley. The strength of the intact state is unimaginable.
"No, it's not that I haven't seen that white ape. Even if the bloodline is special, it won't be much better than ordinary alchemy cultivators... Decades are just a moment for a third-level monster, and it is impossible to have such a great strength. Variety."
Bai Zichen reacted quickly after being surprised.
"If Hei Chi is really that powerful, it's impossible to be beaten like this by the white ape. After almost half a month, he is still half dead... It is more likely that the blood of the dragon is immune to the illusion, and the purple-eyed dream butterfly is naturally vulnerable. Based on physical ability alone, it is not much stronger than some second-order peak monsters."
Traveling through the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, the original target was the white ape. Unexpectedly, by accident, he found another third-level peak monster, which was still seriously injured and has not recovered.
They are all peak third-tier monsters, and to a certain extent, Hei Chi is more useful.
Dragon is a monster, and its body is full of treasures.
"Fortunately, I took a blank soul-absorbing banner from the Artifact Refining Hall last time. It is enough to store the dragon soul temporarily without refining it into a magic weapon."
I still have the secret of Qinglong Naohaijian's sword refining in hand, and all the materials for sword refining are available, except for the soul of a third-order dragon beast.
The Hei Chi in front of him is a peak dragon beast of the third rank, and his soul must be powerful, more than enough to make a sword.
"Such a huge dragon beast, the heart may not be its key point... Only one sword can capture its dragon soul and cut off the connection with the demon core, otherwise I can only escape and harvest a bunch of broken limbs."
Bai Zichen slowly raised his hand, the palm of his hand was filled with moonlight, gradually forming a sword shadow.
Third-level peak monsters are also of the blood of dragons, and their tenacious vitality cannot be ignored by their opponents in the past.
If you can't defeat the enemy with one sword, you must be prepared that Hei Chi would rather explode the demon core than fall into the enemy's hands.
At that time, not to mention the dragon soul and flesh and blood, I will be disgraced, and even be affected and injured.
Bai Zichen stood still on the spot, observed Hei Chi for a whole stick of incense, and then slowly closed his eyes, like a clay statue.
The heart of the sword is transparent, so that even if he doesn't need spiritual sense or naked eyes, he can still reflect the black chinchilla in the deepest part of the Butterfly Valley into his heart, showing every detail.
"It's at this very moment, with the utmost hidden meaning, the sword comes out without me!"
With the help of Mixiansha, Bai Zichen adjusted his power storage, which was similar to the conditions on the sword trial stage, and he also had the mentality to face a strong enemy, so he swung the strongest sword.
The infinite lunar star power exploded, and the moonlight exploded, and the entire Illusory Butterfly Valley seemed to be covered with a layer of moonlight, and it was still for a moment.
Hei Chi lifted up the dragon beast violently, a little moonlight appeared in the pale yellow pupils, and was about to urge the demon power to display the dragon talent, when he felt a bit of coolness and made it tremble.
It only affected for a moment at most, and when it performed the secret technique again, an ancient dragon roared, just like the sound of the ancient true dragon roaring again with the help of the black chinchilla.
The terrifying wounds on the dragon's body are healing rapidly, and at the same time, the aura rises again, faintly revealing the aura of a fourth-order monster, and the black dragon scales on its body emit golden light.
This kind of dragon secret technique will lose hundreds of years of lifespan every time it is used.
Even if it is a third-order dragon beast, its lifespan is several times that of the real person Jiedan, and it cannot withstand this burning speed.
Feeling the unprecedented power of being back in the body again, a trace of human despair flashed in the eyes of the black chinchilla, and he slapped the air feebly with his claws forward.
The Milky Way hangs upside down, the moonlight washes away, and the light of a sword leaves a little bit of wheat awn wound on the skull of the dragon's head.
The five-foot sword in the box suddenly fell from the dragon's head.
(end of this chapter)
