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Chapter 233 Nascent Soul Breath

Author: Peng Peng Peng can fly

Cui Ning frowned. He didn't expect that this black flame had been trapped by icebergs and true flames for so long and was still so difficult to accept.

But at this point, he would not give up easily no matter what.

He gritted his teeth and spat out a stream of blood essence directly towards the flame dragon.

With the support of the master's essence and blood, the flame dragon's power suddenly more than doubled, and Black Flame was beaten back steadily.

A smile finally appeared on Cui Ning's face. He stood up, his robe shook slightly, and streaks of sword light flew out from his sleeves.

"combine!"

Under his control, those sword lights quickly condensed into one. Although they were all transformed by spiritual power, they were not far from real magical weapons.

Following the control of Cui Ning's spiritual consciousness, the sword light slashed hard towards the black flame.

In the fight with the flame dragon, Black Flame was already at a disadvantage. At this time, he was attacked by the sword light and accidentally cut off the lotus root. Black Flame looked even more depressed.

The flame dragon was overjoyed and quickly bit its remaining body, then slowly devoured it.

Different from the situation inside the iceberg, now the black flame is not trapped, but taking advantage of its weakness to slowly devour it and then merge with itself.

This process cannot be completed overnight, but in order to increase the power of the True Sun Flame, Cui Ning can certainly afford to wait.



A ray of light suddenly stopped in mid-air. The light dispersed, and Cui Ning could be seen looking solemnly at the spiritual light blocking the way in front of him.

It turned out that after he completely captured Black Flame that day, he meditated a little and adjusted his breathing before leaving.

As a result, as soon as he left the secret room, he received a transmission note, which contained He Laoer's request for help and the image of a young man in blue robe.

Originally, Cui Ning didn't intend to take care of it, but thinking about the opportunities he got in the Langya Mountains, he decided to go and investigate.

If the young man in blue robe is from a background or a powerful person, he will naturally avoid his edge. If he is a person with low power, he will easily end the cause and effect.

So after saying goodbye to the black water black snake, he turned into a blue rainbow and flew towards Duanmu City, but unexpectedly he encountered two groups of blue light.

The blue light dissipated, it was the two golden elixir monks from the Sword Pavilion.

"You are the enemy that the He family mentioned?"

"A new elder in the Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

Both parties have images of each other in their hands, so they can guess each other's identity as soon as they meet.

"Yes, I didn't expect that the elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance seems to be younger. It's really easy for us to find! But I'm afraid the He family you mentioned no longer exists!"

The old man smiled and said, but there was murderous intent all over his body.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Cui Ning's voice turned cold. Who would have thought that the other party's target was actually him? And the He family just suffered an unreasonable disaster.

"Of course I'm looking for you..."

Before the elder named Yan finished speaking, he saw a golden magic weapon appearing in his hand. Cui Ning looked at it carefully, but it was something like a flag.

Another old man swayed and appeared behind Cui Ning, his body also filled with aura.

Judging from the posture of the two of them, they must have rehearsed it several times in advance in order to be able to flank him from the front and back while preventing him from escaping.

Cui Ning still made no movement with her hands, but a sneer appeared on her lips.

When the young man surnamed Yan saw this, he frowned. It stands to reason that even an immortal cultivator in the late Jindan stage would be confused when faced with this situation. Does this person have anything to rely on?

Is he pretending to be calm, or does he really have some powerful magical powers, but no matter what, he can never be the enemy of the two of them together.

Cui Ning sighed. Since it was directed at him, the matter must not be settled easily, so an astonishing spiritual pressure shot up into the sky.

boom!

Cui Ning did not take action, but just the pressure caused by his momentum made the two elders of Jiange turn pale and their bodies trembled...

The power of this spiritual pressure is like facing a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage!

At this time, the two of them even wanted to die. The information clearly mentioned that they were elders at the Golden Core stage, but how could they become powerful at the Nascent Soul stage?

"Two fellow Taoists, can you help me clear up my doubts now?" Cui Ning spoke slowly, with a calm tone, without any anger at all.

"Creak..." The two of them could not speak. Only their teeth kept fighting. Cui Ning sighed and slowly raised his right hand.

The young man surnamed Yan had a look of fear in his eyes, and suddenly his knees weakened and he knelt down in mid-air.

"Senior, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Even if we lend you some courage, how can the two juniors dare to offend seniors?"

"Yes, senior, please be merciful. No matter what request you make, I will definitely agree to it."

The old man knelt down when he saw Elder Yan who was more powerful than him. He still dared to persist, and he also knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Hmph!" Cui Ning was slightly surprised when he saw this scene. Although the immortal path is difficult, in addition to strength, if you want to turn danger into safety, you also need to be able to bend and stretch.

However, the cultivation level of the two people in front of them is not low. They can kneel down and beg for mercy without hesitation when they see that the situation is not right. Their shamelessness is very admirable.

However, the more this kind of enemy can endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, the more terrifying it is. With Cui Ning's character, how can he leave future troubles for himself?

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a sword light flew out from his sleeve, which was the Xuanling Sword.

The faces of the two immortal cultivators from Jiange changed wildly, and they did not even dare to have the slightest thought of resistance.

"Let's go!"

The young man shouted, and his body immediately turned into a ray of white light, shooting towards the sky.

The old man's reaction was a beat too slow. Just as he was about to escape, the sword light was already in front of him.

Fear came like a tide. Facing the old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage, he knew he was powerless, but which cultivator would remain indifferent in the face of death?

Then the old man reached out his hand and slapped the back of his head hard, and a dazzling golden light flew out of his mouth.

But it is an extremely dazzling golden sword.

"go!"

The old man pointed at Jin Pou, and at the same time spurted a mouthful of blood essence from his mouth. Under the urging of his secret technique, the golden knife rushed towards Cui Ning in an instant.

"Brother, leave quickly and let Shangzong avenge us!"

This man was very brave. Seeing that he could no longer leave, he simply stayed behind to buy time for his companions.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the old man's heart was shocked. He originally thought that under the sword light of the old monster Yuanying, he was just waiting to be slaughtered, but he did not expect that his own magic weapon would actually compete with the opponent's magic weapon in the air.

Could it be that the other party was just bluffing and not the real Yuanying old monster?

The old man was overjoyed and quickly gathered his spiritual power to activate other magic weapons. But at this moment, a golden sword suddenly appeared in front of his forehead, and then disappeared again.

"No……"

As he exclaimed, the old man's pupils instantly became dim, and then he fell from the air, completely lifeless.

On the other side, the golden sword reappeared in Cui Ning's sea of ​​consciousness, and it was the Blade of Spiritual Consciousness.

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