Zhengxian Road

Chapter 243 The Power of the Underworld Fire
"what?"

Several people, including the old man, were stunned, and the expressions on their faces became weird. This man surnamed Ding was only an early-stage Golden Core cultivator, yet he dared to brag about such a big deal.

Could it be that he was overly frightened, so he was a little confused?
The faces of several people couldn't help but become even uglier. If Cui Ning really indulged in monopolizing the three corpse beasts, he might immediately lose a combat power on his side.

Seeing that the cloud of corpses flew closer, Cui Ning was not in the mood to explain slowly to them.

He took a breath, the mana in his body no longer restrained, the amazing spiritual consciousness rippling around like a torrent, and the whole person's aura burst out.

Since the corpse demon just sent a group of corpse beasts, Cui Ning didn't use his unique trick, but directly used the power of spiritual consciousness to cooperate with his spiritual pressure to frighten the group of corpse beasts.

"A master of Nascent Soul stage!"

The old man and the others were shocked and stunned. This monk who was talking and laughing with them just now turned out to be an old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage!

All of a sudden, while everyone was terrified, their doubts became more intense.

Since the other party is a real person in the Nascent Soul stage, why did they pretend to be Jindan stage monks and form a team with them? Could there be some conspiracy?

At the same time, they secretly rejoiced that they hadn't offended this old monster on the way, otherwise they would have fallen on the spot just by moving their fingers.

Although no Nascent Soul stage monks appeared on Fengyang Island for a long time, because there is a teleportation circle in the inner sea that connects the major islands.

Therefore, it is not impossible for foreign Nascent Soul monsters to come to Fengyang Island.

There have been several times a long time ago, either on business or traveling in the world of mortals.

Although he was frightened in his heart, he was no longer worried about the predicament in front of him.

Soon a few people figured out the stakes involved, and the old man in the lead took the lead and bowed down to salute: "I respect the law of the elders!"

Seeing this, the other two also stepped forward to salute respectfully.Especially the cultivator in flower-green clothes started to act when he saw Cui Ning's movements.

He turned around, and a black light cluster flashed from his sleeve, rushing towards his magic weapon, killing the corpse beasts together.

All of a sudden, the spiritual light flickered and the ghostly aura was rippling. The three Jindan stage monks joined forces and started fighting with nearly a hundred first- and second-rank corpse beasts in the cloud of corpses.

However, due to the large number of corpse beasts, there was a stalemate for a while.

The sound of cracks in the air was endless, accompanied by howling winds, howling ghosts and howling wolves, the momentum was astonishing, but the battle here was just an appetizer.

On the other hand, it seemed a little too calm.

Cui Ning was suspended in the void, and with a random move with both hands, he saw the ordinary corpse beast confronting him, and was immediately crushed to death under the spiritual pressure.

In front of the corpse beast is a giant red python with a body about the thickness of a bowl and covered with red scales. Every time it sticks out its tongue, a fiery breath gushes out, and its temperature is as high as melting gold stones.

The flame crystal python was a fire-attributed third-grade monster in life, and it became a corpse beast through the accumulation of corpse energy in the Nether Wasteland. Although it was not as powerful as it was in life, it was not far behind.

On one side of the python is a crow-like monster. Its fur is actually snow-white, and it shoots out with a hint of coldness.

And the most eye-catching thing is the giant wolf with two heads on the other side. It is more than ten feet tall and has thick limbs, which looks very mighty.

With a flash of inspiration, three high-level corpse beasts surrounded Cui Ning in the shape of a finished shape.

They have already seen that the young man on the opposite side is not easy to mess with, but because of the corpse demon's order, they have to fight.

But Cui Ning acted as if he couldn't see, a sneer appeared on his mouth and said: "Just relying on the incarnation of a few corpse beasts, you want to stop Ding, is the fellow Taoist too trusting?"

When he said this, he didn't look at the three high-level corpse beasts, but looked at somewhere in mid-air with his eyes wandering.

The place where they were attacked at this moment was not far from the center of the swamp.

However, Cui Ning's question did not wait for an answer. Instead, the three corpse beasts attacked with hatred.

Roar!
The first was the jackdaw howling in a low voice, a mouthful of snow-white cold air spewed out from its long beak, and the temperature of the whole world plummeted in an instant, as if even the spiritual power was about to be frozen.

Then the flame crystal python also let out the same howl, then shook its head and tail, and one after another pale corpse fire shot towards Cui Ning along with its scales.

Seeing that the two companions had launched an attack, the two-headed giant wolf, not to be outdone, slammed into Cui Ning viciously with all four limbs.

In the eyes of the old man and the others, such an attack is considered no small matter. After all, each of these three high-level corpse beasts in the Nether Wasteland is not weaker than a monk at the golden core stage.

Cui Ning sighed faintly, and stretched out his hand.Another purple-red flame emerged from the palm.

Although it is only the size of a fist, it looks extraordinary.

Cui Ning pointed at it with his left hand, and the sun and underworld fire immediately divided into three strands, each strand was only as thick as a thumb, and immediately turned into thin fire snakes, attacking the monster in front of him.

Compared with the ferocious attacks of the corpse beasts, Cui Ning's counterattack method is nothing worth mentioning. However, for some reason, the three high-level corpse beasts instinctively became a little afraid.

However, they didn't have much time to change their moves, and their supernatural powers had already collided with those fire snakes.

The first is the snow-white cold air, as if it has met a natural enemy, like a frog being swallowed by a snake, it has no power to fight back. The cold air recedes at an alarming speed, followed by the sun and fire, hitting its body.

The jackdaw's eyes showed an anthropomorphic look of pain, and the snow-white body was soon wrapped in flames, and then he wailed uncontrollably.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a cloud of black air flew out from the jackdaw's head, shooting towards a certain direction.

However, it is not so easy to escape, Cui Ning stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers, and a giant flaming hand flashed out, grabbing at the black mist fiercely.

The flaming giant's hand came later, and quickly grabbed the black mist in his hand.

As for the flame crystal python and the two-headed giant wolf, the situation is not much better, the two monsters have already been forced to retreat steadily under the natural attack of the flame supernatural power.

"As expected of an advanced version of Taiyang Zhenyan!"

Cui Ning murmured a word of praise, obviously very satisfied with the power of Sun Minghuo, and then stretched out his hand, pointing a little forward.

Several tiny strands of fire immediately wound around the two high-level corpse beasts at a strange angle, and they were tightly bound in the blink of an eye.

Since they were entangled by the sun and fire, they naturally lost their vitality. From their heads, a faint black mist also flew out, but they were caught by Cui Ning, who had been prepared for a long time.

At the same time, in the depths of the swamp about tens of miles away, there is a small island standing on it.

In a large stone house on the island, a tall and thin figure sat cross-legged.

On the surface, he is no different from ordinary monks, except that his body is covered in a gray robe.But if you look carefully, you will see a pair of breathtaking eyes, and arms with countless inches of long down.

(End of this chapter)