Chapter 1165: Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage King
The monk surnamed Leng said from the side: "Fellow Daoist Xiao is honest and upright, and he keeps his word. Leng admires him. It is okay to put this heart fire bead on Xiao Daoyou for safekeeping temporarily, but in case no trace of the ten thousand year poisonous mirage is found.
, how to put it?"
When Xiao Lin heard this, he knew that the monk surnamed Leng did not trust him, but was trying to trap him through words.
But Xiao Lin is not a troublemaker. Although he doesn't look for trouble, he will never be picked on.
"If no trace of the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage is found, then of course whoever gets it will get it. Xiao only promised that after hunting the four-winged dragon-feathered beast, he would not take any of the materials on it, but Xiao did not
Xiao gave up all the harvest without agreeing to it. If Fellow Daoist Leng wants to get the Heart Fire Pearl, he must rely on his own ability."
"you"
Leng Hongxuan's face turned purple when he was scolded by Xiao Lin, but he was speechless. Although what Xiao Lin said was sharp, every word of it was true.
"Don't argue, you two. Fellow Daoist Xiao and I have indeed agreed. After getting the poison sac, Fellow Daoist Xiao is willing to give the Heart Fire Bead to me and others, which already shows his sincerity. Otherwise, according to the credit just now, the Heart Fire Bead will return to us."
It is a matter of course that Fellow Daoist Xiao owns it."
"It is true what Fellow Daoist said. We sisters also believe that this Heart Fire Bead should belong to Fellow Daoist Xiao." The Pan sisters also spoke out to support Xiao Lin. After all, they had suffered a lot from Xiao Lin in the fight just now.
Thanks to Lin's kindness, if Xiao Lin hadn't taken action in time to block the Huoyan tribe's attack for them, they would have been seriously injured even if they didn't die.
As for the sturdy monk surnamed Chai, he remained silent, apparently remaining neutral.
"Okay, let's continue walking. Be careful, everyone. After this Huoyan tribesman is killed by us, the rest of the Huoyan tribesmen will probably be more restrained, but there is no guarantee that they will not suddenly attack." After Yu Hong finished speaking, he left.
He took the lead and flew inside, which also relieved the embarrassment of the monk surnamed Leng.
After traveling forward for dozens of miles, Yu Hong suddenly stopped.
He looked ahead, with a thoughtful expression on his face. After a moment, he suddenly slapped a palm on the beast ring around his waist. A yellow light flashed out, and in his palm, a
Golden cicada.
This golden cicada is three inches in size, far larger than ordinary golden cicadas, and its wings are also shining with a faint golden light.
Immediately afterwards, an obscure spell sounded from Yu Hong's mouth. As the sound of the spell sounded, the golden cicada slowly flew up. Then in the surprised eyes of everyone, the golden light gradually converged, and its body gradually became transparent.
stand up.
Soon as a ripple flashed by, the figure of the golden cicada disappeared without a trace.
"Shadowless Zen?" the Pan sisters all said in shock.
"Shadowless Zen?" Xiao Lin was also slightly startled. He had seen the name Wuyingzen on the list of spiritual insects. It ranked low, but its characteristics were also very obvious, that is, it had hidden magical powers, and once it
By hiding his figure, even the cultivator's huge spiritual thoughts cannot detect him. Not only that, his concealment technique can also evade most of the magical powers of the spiritual wood.
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Yu Hong said: "Not far ahead is the Black Swamp. The Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage is not only good at concealing and sneaking attacks, but the poison it sprays is extremely poisonous. Even our Nascent Soul monks will be able to attack it rashly."
Inhaling it into the body is also very troublesome, so Yu first released the Shadowless Zen to explore it, so that we can prepare in advance."
"Fellow Taoist Yu is still thoughtful," Chai Xing said in praise.
"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Yu would raise such a spiritual insect on the list. It's really beyond our expectations. This shadowless Zen is an ancient spiritual insect. I heard that as its realm improves, many incredible creatures will be born.
His magical powers."
"Haha, the two fairies have given you the prize. This Shadowless Zen does have some potential, but it is quite difficult to raise. Yu raised this Shadowless Zen for hundreds of years, and it has reached the late imperial level. I think
I don’t know what year or month it will take to advance to the emperor level.”
"Spiritual insects are not only rare, but many of the methods of raising them have also been lost. However, for Yu Daoyou, who is from the Illusory Spirit Sect, it should not be a problem. If this shadowless Zen can be cultivated to the emperor level, then Yu Daoyou will
Its combat power will increase exponentially."
Sister Pan said with envy.
The spirit insects on the spirit insect list are not only rare, but most of them have some incredible magical powers. Especially after they are raised to a high level, they can greatly enhance the combat power of immortal cultivators.
A spirit insect egg can usually fetch a sky-high price at underground auctions.
Even if the eggs are obtained, without the corresponding means and methods, it will be difficult to cultivate and hatch them, let alone advance to a high level.
But these problems are basically no problem for the disciples of the Phantom Spirit Sect. There are many methods of cultivating various spiritual pets in the sect. Even the spiritual insects on the spiritual insect list have many secret techniques.
, but it is difficult for ordinary disciples to come into contact with this secret technique of cultivating ancient spiritual insects.
As a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, Yu Hong still has some authority within the sect, so it shouldn't be difficult to get the cultivation method.
After Yu Hong was humble, he signaled everyone to be silent, and he also used his spiritual thoughts to control the Shadowless Zen and search the situation in the Black Swamp.
After half an hour passed, his face suddenly condensed, and then he showed a strange expression.
Everyone also looked at him in surprise.
"It's still there?"
Hearing what Yu Hong said, Xiao Lin felt happy.
But then Yu Hong frowned again. He looked at Xiao Lin and said, "Someone actually got there first. They are working together to kill the ten thousand-year-old poisonous mirage. They can't see clearly enough, but they should be three multi-armed tribesmen.
"
"Many-armed people?"
After hearing this, everyone showed hesitant expressions. Nowadays, it is common for the multi-armed people to be aggressive towards the human race. Many human monks, after encountering the multi-armed monks, usually choose to retreat and endure.
Now, the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage has been jointly surrounded and killed by three multi-armed tribesmen. If they rush to snatch it, it will inevitably lead to a fight.
Multi-armed monks, in terms of individual combat power, usually surpass human monks at the same level. Even if a few of them join forces, they may not be able to take advantage.
As a result, several people began to hesitate.
Xiao Lin was different. After hearing about the existence of the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage, he was overjoyed. The poison sac of the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage was something he must take, not to mention a few multi-armed monks, even the Tianmu Clan and the Feiyu Clan.
Come on, he must also take action to get the poison sac.
"Although we promised Fellow Daoist Xiao to hunt down the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage, now the multi-armed monks have taken the lead. If we take action, wouldn't we be making enemies of them? This doesn't seem to be within the scope of our agreement, right?" The monk surnamed Leng was the first to break.
Shen Shen said.
"Chai also believes that we should not snatch it. The multi-armed people have been squeezing our human race. We should not give them excuses. Moreover, if the other party gains the upper hand, they will never hold back at all."
After hearing what the two said, Yu Hong and the Pan sisters also fell silent.
When it comes to dividing the hunt, they don't have any opinions, but when it comes to being enemies with the multi-armed tribe, they can't help but start to hesitate.
Although Xiao Lin had been kind to them before, they still sided with him regarding the distribution of the hunt. When it came to offending the multi-armed tribesmen, they would not do such a stupid thing.
"You don't need to make enemies of the multi-armed monks for this. My fellow Taoist has discovered the traces of the ten thousand year poisonous mirage. For Xiao, it is enough. You can stay here for a while and come back when Xiao goes.
.”
After Xiao Lin asked Yu Hong about the location of the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage, he turned into a golden light and shot towards the black swamp.
The other people looked at each other and fell silent.
After drinking some tea, Xiao Lin already heard roars coming from in front of him, as well as the sound of magic weapons breaking through the air.
Tens of feet away in front of him, the original red rocky ground disappeared without a trace, replaced by a dark mire and swamp, with waves of fishy smell exuding.
Xiao Lin gathered all his aura and then quietly flew towards the swamp.
Soon Xiao Lin saw a huge poisonous mirage standing in the center of the swamp, with its dragon-like head spraying out a large amount of poisonous mist, covering an area of several hundred feet.
In the mid-air around them, there were three four-armed tribesmen standing in the void. They fell into Xiao Lin's eyes. Based on his own estimation, Xiao Lin judged that the realm of these three people was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
They each drove several attack weapons and attacked the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage from different directions.
At this moment, Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage's huge body is already covered in scars, and there are countless cracks in the scales on the body's surface. It is obvious that this battle has lasted for a long time.
Xiao Lin's face showed joy, and he couldn't help but feel excited inside.
If the poison sac of this ten thousand-year-old poisonous mirage can really unblock his sea of consciousness, he will be able to recover all his cultivation, and through the soul-searching method, he can also obtain the ghost gate three-yuan Zhoutian acupuncture method from Li Sanzhen.
The secret is to close the open door of longevity.
In this way, he can fully recover and continue to practice and improve his realm.
Therefore, let alone three multi-armed monks from the mid-Nascent Soul stage, even if there were five-armed monks, Xiao Lin would take action without hesitation.
But Xiao Lin did not take action immediately, but hid beside him. He had to watch the time and try to hit the target with one hit. Moreover, his target was the poison sac, and to kill these multi-armed tribesmen, it was only a last resort.
, he didn’t want to do this.
"Ho ho ho~~"
The Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage roared angrily, and suddenly a black light flashed out from between its chest and abdomen. The black light extended upwards, and soon as the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage opened its mouth, a black light actually spurted out.
The strong fishy smell made even Xiao Lin, who was hundreds of feet away, feel dizzy when he smelled it.
"Ah~~"
The three multi-armed monks obviously did not expect that this ten thousand-year-old poisonous mirage could actually have a killing move. They were caught off guard, and the fishy smell suddenly entered their noses, and the three of them immediately staggered.
The multi-armed tribesman in the middle almost watched helplessly as the black light shot toward him, but he was unable to dodge or resist at all. He only had time to move his body away.
A shrill scream rang out, and the left arm of the multi-armed tribesman was hit by black light, and was immediately and silently annihilated. The violent poisonous gas even surged into his body along the broken arm.
The severe pain made him wake up in an instant, and the mana surged out of his body to block the erosion of the poisonous gas. At the same time, he tapped the broken part of his left arm with his right hand several times to seal his acupuncture points.
But after doing this, it was not enough. He could still feel the poisonous gas pouring into his body bit by bit.
There was a trace of ferocity in his eyes. The long knife surrounding him flashed with the light of the knife. The multi-armed monk groaned, and the root of his shoulder was cut off again.
The broken arm that fell off silently turned into a black smoke, and his face instantly turned pale, but he was relieved in his heart.
Xiao Lin was shocked when he saw this. This man was decisive and ruthless in mind. He could cut off the poisoned residual arm at the moment when the poisonous gas invaded his body. I am afraid that not many people could do this alone.
"Ho ho ho~~" Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage succeeded with one blow, and then roared again. This time, its body actually erupted into a large black light, and gradually began to stretch, and the space between its head and eyebrows gradually began to expand.
A pitch black horn grew out.
The damaged scales on his body also recovered as before as streaks of black light flashed across the surface of his body.
This scene not only stunned the three multi-armed monks, but even Xiao Lin showed a horrified expression.
"Ten Thousand Years. Thousand Years Poison Mirage King?" The leader of the multi-armed monk who had lost his arms exclaimed with a pale face, his voice even trembling.
Xiao Lin was also a little confused. He didn't know whether this Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger from the beginning, or whether it was a breakthrough and advanced to the realm of the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage King.
The Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage, purely in terms of combat power, is roughly equivalent to the strength of the late-stage Nascent Soul monks of the human race. Three mid-stage Nascent Soul multi-armed monks can still deal with it together, but for the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage King, it is completely different.
The Poison Mirage King's combat power is infinitely close to that of the monks in the early stages of becoming gods.
This has exceeded the limit of what they can contend with.
So after realizing that he was facing a ten-thousand-year-old poisonous mirage king, the multi-armed tribesman with a broken arm decisively shouted: "Run quickly."
After saying that, he turned into a spiritual light and shot out of the Black Swamp.
As soon as the other two people dissipated the escape light from their bodies, they saw a black light shooting towards one of them. The speed was so fast that the person had no time to react before he was covered by the black light.
The multi-armed monk was poisoned without even letting out a scream, and even his bones were not left behind.
The other person was not much better. He saw a huge whip shadow flash past, and the multi-armed monk suddenly screamed. His body was like a meteorite, and he fell directly into the swamp. He was not sure whether he was alive or dead.
At this time, the leader of the multi-armed monk with a broken arm had already fled a hundred feet away, and the tragic situation of the two members of the same tribe was all captured in his mind by his spiritual consciousness.
There was no trace of color on his face, and at the same time, he felt extremely regretful. If he had known that this was a ten-thousand-year-old poisonous mirage king, he would not have come to provoke it no matter what.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world. All he saw was a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun, arriving behind him almost instantly, and at the same time, a strong fishy smell spread out.
He was immediately frightened out of his wits.
After the Ten Thousand Years Poison Mirage King showed his true strength, even his flight speed was far beyond what he, a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk, could match.
