Chapter 131: The Death of Black Jiao II
After You Nianwei cut off the head of the black Jiaolong with a sword, a companion died, and Qingjiao finally knew that there was nothing to do.
Qingjiao's wisdom is no lower than that of the monk, and as soon as he sees his companion fall, he is immediately ready to slip away.
Although the tail of the Jiao was once cut off by the Liang Ancestor, and the green dragon flame in his mouth was taken away by You Nianwei, there were still hidden means on the Qingjiao.
Its eyes emitted two rays of light, one red and one blue, which made people feel dazzling and dazzling at first glance.
These two spiritual lights were unexpectedly sharp, and they almost cut off the fourth-order flying sword in the hands of Liang Old Ancestor.
Immediately afterwards, the frog sucked hard, sucked his inner pill into his abdomen, and then opened his big mouth and spewed out a mini flag more than three inches high.
The flag rose in the wind, turning into a big flag more than ten zhang high, and a strange spirit beast was painted on the flag, and at a glance you knew that the power was extraordinary.
This banner is the natal magic weapon that Qing Jiao left behind when he was a monk in the Beast Control Sect of Yanhuo Prefecture in his previous life, and it has been sacrificed to the top grade of the fifth order.
In his previous life, Qing Jiao was a Jindan monk of the Beast Control Sect, Wei Tong, and his cultivation had reached the seventh layer of Jindan, which was much more powerful than the Jinlan Daoist of Qingxuan Sect.
He fled into Hanjiaotan, and although he lost a lot of things along the way, the most important natal weapon was still in his hand.
After Wei Tong seized the Qingjiao, although he survived by luck, his memory was already gone.
Even his personality and temperament have almost completely changed, relying on the intermittent memories in Wei Tong's mind, Qingjiao has formed a new wisdom, which is almost another personality.
The natal magic weapon in Wei Tong's hand, although the frog Jiao has always been in the abdomen to warm up, but the memory is incomplete, it does not know the magic decision to control this magic weapon, and it cannot exert the original power of the magic weapon.
In the face of the persecution of the Liang Ancestor, Qingjiao could only use the killer weapon that had been hidden for many years, and suddenly spewed out this flag and hit the Qianzhong Peak in the sky.
This magic weapon is called the Spirit Beast Banner, the Beast Control Sect of Yanhuo Prefecture, and almost every monk will sacrifice this magic weapon.
This kind of magic weapon can detain the spirit beast spirit into the flag, and then use a variety of precious elixirs and spiritual objects to improve the level.
And this spirit beast banner in Qingjiao's hand has been used as a natal weapon by Wei Tong for six hundred years, and has been sacrificed to the top grade of the fifth order, if it can exert its power, it will far surpass the Thousand Peaks in the hands of the Liang Ancestor.
Although the spirit beast banner was only three zhang high, a blue light released by him, relying on his own miracle, withstood the Thousand Peaks.
The frog's figure flashed, and it crossed dozens of zhang space, and as soon as it opened its mouth and sucked, it withdrew the spirit beast flag, and then fled quickly.
Fleeing with all his might, the speed of the frog was extremely fast, and it was soon out of sight.
Seeing the frog fleeing, Liang Lao Ancestor stomped his feet angrily, hurriedly sacrificed his flying sword, and chased after the frog tightly.
The frog escaped, and the three Purple Mansion monks, Wu Sixuan, Zhou Xiangxian, and You Nianwei, besieged an injured fourth-order black Jiao, which was naturally a sure thing.
In less than a moment, several people worked together to kill Heijiao.
Seeing that the foundation building monks below were inseparable from the low-level demon beasts, You Nianwei and Zhou Xiangxian glanced at each other, and with a flash of green rainbow under their feet, they flew towards Shuangjiao Mountain.
Shuangjiao Mountain is a fourth-order mid-grade spiritual vein, there must be a supernatural treasure on the mountain, and the two of them are afraid that the treasure will be lost, so they will take the first step.
And Wu Sixuan has lost his vitality for a long time, and his vitality has been greatly damaged, even after returning to Jiaohefang, I am afraid that he will have to cultivate for ten or eight years.
So he stayed behind and pressed for the foundation building monks below.
Just when Liang Laozu and the others killed the two black dragons and drove away the frogs.
Zhang Zhixuan at the bottom also fell into a fierce battle, and the first demon beast to break into the formation was the Green Phosphorus Snake, which was a third-order low-grade demon beast.
In the Southern Wilderness, because of the hot and humid climate, there are many snake monsters, and there are far more snake creatures in the three southeastern counties than in other places.
The green phosphorus snake is a formation that enters from a hole in the ground, this kind of demon beast is originally good at sneaking attacks from the ground, and can often kill the enemy unknowingly.
Unfortunately, as soon as it entered the large formation, it was about to pounce on it to hunt its opponent, but suddenly found that the soil was like fine iron, trapping it firmly in the ground.
Nearly fifty Qi cultivation period cultivators shot together, and their mana was far more powerful than that of ordinary foundation building period monks, and they urged the formation together, and immediately turned the land within a radius of dozens of zhang near the Green Phosphorus Snake into a hard as fine iron.
The green phosphorus snake struggled desperately, trying to escape from the ground.
However, with the blessing of the formation, fifty monks cast spells together, even a third-order mid-grade demon beast, and it was difficult to move a single bit.
In the face of this kind of fat, how could Zhang Zhixuan let it go, the golden light sword in his hand flashed, and he immediately commanded the Qi cultivator to let go of the formation ban.
Before the green phosphorus snake had time to be happy, it came out of the soil excitedly, and as soon as it showed its head, it ushered in Zhang Zhixuan's flying sword.
The flying sword slashed at the seven inches of the green phosphorus snake, and it killed this third-order demon beast.
While Zhang Zhixuan was pressing the formation in the air, he commanded the monks of the Zhang family and asked them to collect the essence blood of the Green Phosphorus Snake.
The essence blood of the third-order demon beast is also a good material for drawing spirit runes, plus the snake skin of the green phosphorus snake, and hand it over to the patriarch, which can draw ten third-order spirit runes.
Even if it succeeds five times, it is far more cost-effective than selling to the market.
Everyone helped each other, seven or eight Zhangjia monks rushed up, peeled the skin and bones of the green phosphorus snake, this time because of the large number of people, even its internal organs, did not waste a penny, was collected by everyone.
At this time, without the suppression of the three dragons, the demon beasts below had begun to appear chaotic, and some powerful demon beasts seemed to have sensed that something was wrong, and devoured some low-level demon beasts one after another, and then fled in all directions.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Zhixuan took the monks of his family to use the third-order dungeon golden array to kill seven or eight low-level demon beasts one after another.
It's a pity that the grade of these demon beasts is very low, and none of them are third-order demon beasts.
After killing many low-level demon beasts in a row, Zhang Zhixuan was about to hunt a third-order demon beast, but found that most of the third-order demon beasts had run clean.
Some monks who have cultivated extraordinarily even sacrifice flying swords to chase after them.
Because he couldn't let go of the monks in the family, and because he had already gained a lot from coming to the Southern Wilderness this time, Zhang Zhixuan simply chose to strike the army.
At the same time, the foundation building monks of the Qingxuan Sect also started to open their stomachs and start to open the intestines of the two high-level black Jiao, looking for their inner pills.
The inner pill of the fourth-level demon beast can replace the main medicine in the Zhuji Dan, the chalcedony Jinzhi, to refine the Zhuji Dan.
Although the Qingxuan Sect has been established for thousands of years, every ten years, it can only harvest a thousand-year-old chalcedony golden mushroom in the elixir garden, and this level of elixir itself is also more than the fourth order, and the value is above five thousand spirit stones.
Refining Zhuji Dan is very complicated, not only is the main medicine difficult to find, but it also requires ten strains of various spirit herbs that are five hundred years old, fifty strains of two hundred years of elixir, and a fourth-order spiritual water to practice.
Refining a furnace of Zhuji Dan, the cost of the spirit stone alone is more than 30,000 spirit stones, although the grade of this pill is only a third-order upper grade, but the refining process is very difficult.
An ordinary third-order high-grade alchemist, although he can barely refine it, can only refine one spirit pill in one furnace.
With such a small probability of becoming a Dan, such a high cost, even a large sect like Qingxuanzong, using a third-order high-grade alchemist to refine Zhuji Dan will also quickly go bankrupt.
Therefore, to refine the Zhuji Dan, at least a fourth-order low-grade alchemist must take action, and be able to control the Chengdan rate at more than 30%, so as to barely keep the capital.
And in the entire three southeastern counties, there are only two people who can refine Zhuji Dan, one is the Black Mountain Liang Ancestor, and the probability of becoming a Dan is only about forty percent, and the other person is Luo Ziyan, the alchemy elder of Qingxuanzong.