Chapter 18 Crush and seize treasure!
"call out!"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the silver ruler in front of Li Huayuan flew out.

It turned into a silver light and flew towards the black dragon.

Looking at the ruler that was approaching rapidly, a hint of purple flashed in Mo Jiao's eyes.

The thunder pattern on the back emitted a dazzling light, and the purple thunder instantly enveloped the entire body of the black dragon.

"Crack!"

The black dragon's body turned into a purple thunder and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"not good!"

Li Huayuan was shocked when he saw the black dragon disappear in an instant.

With a wave of his sleeves, a pure blue talisman appeared in his hand.

As spiritual power poured into the talisman, the talisman slipped from his hand like a ball of sand.

Then it quickly took shape.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of deep blue water shield condensed in front of Li Huayuan.

After doing all this, Li Huayuan pointed with one hand at the silver ruler magic weapon in the distance.

Its speed suddenly increased and it turned into a silver shadow, falling straight towards the seven-inch direction of the Ink Dragon.

Looking at the water shield in front of Li Huayuan, Mo Jiao growled.

Strands of purple lightning suddenly surged around his body.

The thunder surged and continued to gather towards the purple corner on the black dragon's forehead.

In an instant, the purple horn emitted a dazzling light.

"Crack!"

As a thunderous sound was heard, a purple arc of lightning instantly shot out from the dragon's horn.

The innate magical power of Mo Jiao - Jiao Lei.

The Jiao Lei was extremely fast and before Li Huayuan could react, it had already landed on the water shield in front of him.

"Crack!"

The water shield shattered with a loud bang, but the power of the dragon thunder remained undiminished and continued to bombard Li Huayuan.

Li Huayuan's expression changed slightly. He swung his sleeves and rolled up fireballs as big as human heads.

The flames surged and collided with the dragon thunder in an instant.

"Boom!"

When the flames collided with the dragon thunder, a dazzling heat wave burst out instantly.

While the battle was going on in front, the magic weapon "ruler" was already approaching, piercing the black dragon's vital point.

The magic weapon of the ruler is Li Huayuan's natal magic weapon.

Different from ordinary magic weapons.

Every cultivator in the Jindan stage can place a magic weapon in his Dantian to condense it.

Constantly use spiritual power to cleanse and temper it.

The power of the natal magic weapon is much stronger than that of ordinary magic weapons.

Seeing that his magic weapon had already reached the chest of the evil dragon, a smile appeared on Li Huayuan's lips.

Even a level six monster would find it difficult to resist, let alone this evil dragon.

Although this evil dragon is very powerful, it is ultimately just a level five monster.

"Shh!"

Seeing the magic weapon, the ruler, approaching, Mo Jiao did not dodge or evade, but directly raised his right hand.

He swung the ruler down towards him.

He grabbed the silver ruler.

"Boom!"

Following a muffled groan, the Black Dragon's expression remained normal, and there was even no abnormality on its right claw.

The smile on Li Huayuan's face froze instantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He quickly made some hand gestures, trying to take away his own magic weapon.

The dragon claws grasped the silver ruler, and wisps of silver light emanated from the sharp claws from time to time.

But no matter how Li Huayuan activated his own natal magic treasure, he was helpless.

"How could this happen?"

Li Huayuan's face was gloomy and he waved his sleeves.

A scarlet flying sword magic weapon rushed out from his sleeve, and the flying sword was covered in flames.

The intermediate magic weapon, the Flame Sword, is forged from the thousand-year-old Flame Stone.

It is accompanied by blazing true fire, and has infinite power.

The flaming sword rushed past, leaving a streak of red flame in the air, which looked like a scarlet dragon from a distance.

"Puff!" The black dragon opened its mouth without any fear.

A ball of pitch-black cold mist spewed out.

The cold fog surged and instantly enveloped the flaming sword, with a crackling sound.

Then, a cloud of light black mist emerged.

"call out!"

The flaming sword in the air instantly cut through the air and went straight through the black mist.

Appeared in front of Mo Jiao.

The scarlet flaming sword finally approached the black dragon.

A hint of joy flashed in Li Huayuan's eyes. He gently pinched the magic formula with his right hand and silently said, "Shoot!"

"boom!"

The flaming sword pierced the black dragon heavily, and only a cracking sound was heard.

Mo Shuang rushed forward first, trying to block the flaming sword from outside his body.

It was a pity that it was facing a mid-level magic weapon, and it only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered into pieces.

The sharp flaming sword fell directly onto the pitch-black dragon scales.

The black dragon did not dodge, but watched it stab quietly.

With a "swish" sound, the flaming sword slashed across the dragon scales, sparks appeared, and only a shallow white sword mark was left on the dragon scales.

"How can it be!"

Even Li Huayuan was shocked when he saw this scene.

The sharpest magic weapon in his hand couldn't even pierce the dragon scales.

No chance of winning.

"call out!"

At the same time, a silver shadow flew out from the black dragon's right claw.

Mo Jiao looked carefully, but he didn't expect that the magic ruler had been taken away by him at some point.

Seeing this, Mo Jiao's heart moved slightly, and he immediately grabbed the flaming sword in front of him.

When he looked up again, he saw Li Huayuan turned into a streak of silver light and had already slipped away.

"After all, he is Erlangzi's master. It would be inappropriate to kill him now!"

Mo Jiao weighed the scarlet sword in his hand, feeling happy, and took the flying sword into the jade ring.

Tianxing Sect Market.

"Zi Ling, you are truly the leader of this Mo Pavilion now!"

"And he is a foundation-building cultivator?"

Looking at the woman in palace dress wearing a purple skirt and sitting on the main seat, Old Man Xu's eyes were full of disbelief.

"This is all given by Lord True Dragon!"

Even though she has already entered the foundation-building stage, Zi Ling still has great awe for Mo Jiao.

After entering this realm, he deeply understood the power of the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

And Li Keqing, whose strength has reached the middle stage of foundation building, is like an ant in front of Lord Zhenlong.

It also strengthened her determination to follow Mo Jiao.

"Are you still in touch with it?"

Old Man Xu looked puzzled: "Hasn't the ten-year deadline arrived yet?"

"Now you are also at the foundation-building stage, and you also have such a large ink pavilion!"

"Why should we obey it?"

Listening to Grandpa's words, Zi Ling smiled and shook her head: "Grandpa, no matter what I am like now, it's all thanks to Lord Zhenlong!"

"And I believe that as long as I continue to follow Lord True Dragon, I will definitely be able to go further on this immortal path!"

Old Man Xu was silent for a moment, then looked at Zi Ling deeply.

"I didn't expect that although I have lived a long time, I have not understood as much as you do!"

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a buzzing sound was heard, and a black light emerged from Zi Ling's storage bag.

Zi Ling tapped the storage bag, and a huge dragon scale appeared in her hand.

Rays of black light continuously poured out from it.

Seeing this scene, Zi Ling hurriedly said: "Master Zhenlong called me, I have to go out for a while!"

This is the scale of the black dragon, which was specially left for Zi Ling before his retreat and breakthrough that day.

After all, Mo Jiao has a special identity and cannot set foot in the Tianxing Sect market, so this is the only way to contact him.

(End of this chapter)