Chapter 25 The obsessed Yuling Sect’s Jindan!

Mo Jiao glanced coldly at the cultivator named Xu and growled.

Divine consciousness transmission:

"Do you know where there is a level 5 monster?"

Hearing this, the cultivator named Xu's eyes became vague, and his gaze fell on the burning blood-red flower boat not far away.

He quickly stretched out his right hand and shouted, "That Madam Zhu is the clone of the Level 5 demon beast Beauty Clam!"

"The beauty clam is a level five monster!"

Mo Jiao's pupils shrank slightly and he looked deeply at the cultivator named Xu.

This cultivator named Xu is no simple person. He actually knows the true identity of the beauty clam.

The black dragon opened its mouth and bright red blood dripped out from the corners of its mouth.

"I've swallowed it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivator surnamed Xu froze in place instantly. He had originally been thinking of letting the evil dragon fight Madam Zhu.

He took the opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhu, who had just left, had died tragically.

"Crack!"

Purple lightning flashed from the black dragon's eyes from time to time, and murderous intent was filled.

Feeling the evil dragon's increasingly hostile gaze, the cultivator surnamed Xu quickly said, "I also know there is a level five monster nearby!"

Hearing this, Mo Jiao's heart flashed with joy, and then he growled: "Lead the way!"

The cultivator named Xu did not dare to delay at all. He stepped on the flying magic weapon and flew forward.

The black dragon's body shook and turned into a black shadow, instantly disappearing into the river.

Near the charred remains of the flower boat, there were more than a dozen storage bags floating.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and more than a dozen storage bags on the river disappeared instantly.

Although there was no trace of the evil dragon, Xu Changqing did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He stepped on the flying sword, slowed down, and flew towards the depths of Panlong River.

His eyes flickered as he stared at the river surface where mist was rising, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Beneath the river, a pitch-black shadow appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Mo Jiao naturally would not completely believe this Tianxing Sect disciple, but level 5 monsters were extremely rare.

I can only trust this person for now.

Moreover, at such a close distance, if there is any abnormality, I can kill it.

After half a stick of incense.

Xu Changqing paused, turned around and looked down, and said, "There is a level 5 monster stone elephant on this island!"

"Crash!"

With the sound of splashing water, the water surface broke open.

A pitch-black dragon slowly rose up.

An island shrouded in thick fog appeared in front of Mo Jiao.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the glass-like dragon horn on the black dragon's forehead suddenly emitted rays of light.

Treasures are psychic.

There are treasures here.

Mo Jiao's eyes lit up, he licked his lips, and then slowly turned his gaze to Xu Changqing.

Even though he has psychic abilities, he won't be needed on the rest of the journey.

Feeling the Mo Jiao's unrestrained murderous intent, Xu Changqing was shocked, and the flying sword under his feet instantly emitted a dazzling light.

It turned into a shadow and instantly flew towards the island, shouting:
"Senior Gu, save me!"

Hearing this, Mo Jiao's pupils shrank slightly.

Could there be a Jindan stage cultivator here?

With this in mind, Mo Jiao's consciousness surged and he continued to explore.

Outside the thick mist, there was a faint light flowing from the formation.

It has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness, even the current Black Dragon cannot penetrate into it.

However, the main function of this formation is to isolate spiritual consciousness, and its protective ability is almost non-existent. The black dragon roared, and its body instantly melted away like ink dripping into the river.

When the black dragon appeared again, it had already come behind Xu Changqing.

He raised his sharp claws and slapped Xu Changqing hard.

"evil creature!"

At this moment, a middle-aged monk in light blue Taoist robes stepped on the back of a snow-white duck.

The fourth-level monster, the white frost duck.

A cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan.

Seeing the appearance of the Jindan cultivator, Xu Changqing showed joy on his face and quickly prayed, "Senior Gu, please save me! This evil dragon has swallowed your beauty clam!"

"what!!!"

When Gu Shi heard that the beauty clam he had cultivated with great effort was killed, his face changed suddenly. However, when he saw the figure of the black dragon under the black fog, he showed joy instead.

The irrepressible greedy gaze was as if he saw a graceful woman taking off her clothes.

"Don't worry, Changqing. I'm here. This black dragon can't hurt you at all!"

As he spoke, a gold foil flew out from his sleeve.

It grew in the wind and transformed into a golden light shield, completely covering Xu Changqing.

The black dragon's sharp claws fell heavily.

After a "bang", the golden bowl made a loud roar.

But Xu Changqing below him was safe and sound.

"Although my Vajra Bowl is only a low-level magic weapon, it is not something that a mere level 5 monster like you can blast open!"

Gu Shi's face flushed, and he looked at the black dragon covered with black scales with a dazed look, with great fascination.

For the disciples of the Yuling Sect, owning a dragon as a spiritual pet is their dream.

Gu Shi came here, not only to carry out the sect's mission, but also to search for the Bloodline Dragon.

The black dragon in front of him had an extremely powerful aura, several times stronger than the blood dragon of the same level.

As a hideous-looking black dragon, it was looked at so aggressively by a human being.

Mo Jiao felt indescribably disgusted.

The most important thing is that he is a middle-aged man.

The black dragon was furious and opened its bloody mouth.

A cloud of pitch-black poisonous mist gushed out of its mouth and landed on the Vajra Bowl.

In an instant, there was a crackling sound.

The golden Vajra Bowl dimmed in an instant, and bursts of fishy smell continued to emerge from the intersection of the black poisonous mist and the golden light.

"How dare you destroy my magic weapon!"

Gu Shi's expression suddenly changed. He waved his sleeves and a emerald green whip appeared in his hand.

He pulled hard and the vines grew instantly, as if they had life, and turned into a giant green python that bit towards the black dragon.

Seeing the vine whip coming at him, Mo Jiao turned a blind eye and simply opened his sharp teeth and bit down hard.

"Click"

The Vajra Bowl shattered with a sound. Seeing this, Xu Changqing inside it quickly ran towards Gu Shi.

"Senior Gu, save me, save me!"

His face turned pale, and he was terrified as he felt the strong and smelly wind behind him.

The black dragon waved its head and spat out the Vajra Bowl that it had bitten into pieces in its mouth. Its right claw followed and landed directly on Xu Changqing's back.

"puff!"

Xu Changqing had no power to resist and turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared on the spot.

If it weren't for the blood-stained storage bag, perhaps no one would believe that there was a living person here just now.

At the same time, the green giant python transformed from the green vine whip also came to the side of the black dragon.

It opened its emerald green mouth, revealing fangs as long as a human arm, and stabbed down fiercely.

"If you've been poisoned by my vine snake whip, just lie down obediently!"

Seeing the vine snake whip hit the black dragon, Gu Shi didn't even have time to feel sorry for the damaged Vajra Bowl.

Instead, he urged the white frost duck under him to fly towards the black dragon.

(End of this chapter)