Chapter 213: Fighting Qinglin, the Divine Amulet

The deep and dark Spiritual Breath Abyss continuously devours the violent spiritual energy of the entire sea. After more than half a year of brewing, there are now ten spiritual breath whirlpools hanging above it!

While absorbing the spiritual energy, these whirlpools expanded and contracted as if they were breathing. The difference was that they inhaled violent spiritual energy and exhaled purified and refined essence, the spiritual energy milk!
The cultivators from several forces, no matter they were in the Void Refining or Spirit Transformation stage, all looked up at the sky above Lingxi Abyss with eager expressions. If they were not restrained by each other, they would have rushed up all at once to absorb and pack up the energy. They would not have been as obedient as they are now.

Even when a considerable portion of the spiritual milk overflowed and dripped down, about to fall into the Spiritual Breath Abyss, they still did nothing.

If it were somewhere else, Chen An would definitely curse the act of allowing the spiritual milk to be wasted as a waste of resources, but now, among the group of cultivators, no one was looking forward to this scene more than Chen An.

At this moment, Chen An was staring at the largest vortex above Lingxi Abyss. This was also the first one that formed when he first came here.

Below it, the amount of accumulated spiritual milk was the largest, so much so that it was gradually breaking free from the constraints of this vortex. Sure enough, before long, a few drops of spiritual milk were freed from the constraints, dripped down, and sank into the endless abyss.

At this moment, no one breathed a sigh of relief. They all stared intently into the Lingxi Abyss.

Those drops of spiritual milk continued to sink, and when they were about to disappear completely from everyone's sight, a tentacle covered with branches stretched out, gently rolled up, and absorbed all the spiritual milk.

As if it sensed a stronger scent of spiritual milk, the tentacle was not satisfied with just a few drops. It groped around and rustled before reaching out to the entire ball of spiritual milk!

"A sixth-level spiritual plant, the Abyss Demon Vine! If I don't take action now, the Spirit Breathing Milk will be destroyed by it!"

Someone in the crowd whispered a reminder, which made the monks from several forces unable to sit still. Immediately, many monks rushed forward.

Chen An watched these people charging from behind but remained unmoved.

The Lingxi Milk was born. It was a rare spiritual plant that had survived in the Lingxi Abyss for who knows how many years. Once it smelled the scent, it would definitely not be let go.

Most of the spiritual plants that can actively leave their growth places and float up are sixth-level spiritual plants that have already developed a faint consciousness. Each one is extremely rare, and its value is even not inferior to the spiritual milk that spurts out of one of the spiritual vortexes.

Even if they could just divide the Abyss Demon Vine into half a piece, it would be enough for each of these cultivators to make a small fortune.

However, if so many of them rushed forward, even if they managed to snatch one or two plants, they would become the target of public criticism and would not be able to keep them at all.

As time passed, the Abyss Demon Vine gradually lost its strength. When everyone thought they were about to succeed, the demon vine decisively abandoned part of its body and cut off its limbs to survive!

Afterwards, everyone went back in disappointment, and only a few monks who had obtained some magic vine branches were overjoyed.

But not long after, a rotten piece of wood that was completely rotten but looked like a human figure rushed up from below Lingxi Abyss.

It flew past at a high speed, and after sucking a few drops of spiritual milk, its body became even more rotten. At this time, it was about to take advantage of the people around it not paying attention and wanted to drill back into the Spiritual Breath Abyss.

"Sea Soul Divine Tree, you belong to me!"

Ao Rui, who had been lying in wait in the rear, had somehow gotten behind the Sea Soul Divine Tree and blocked its retreat.

"The spiritual plants in Lingxiyuan belong to everyone who sees them, and they don't belong to you alone."

As an excellent spiritual wood for refining mysterious weapons, no one would let it go, including Zhan Wushuang under the command of Tiangangzhou's Tyrant War Emperor.

"Haha, unfortunately, I am also a little interested in this piece of rotten wood."

All of a sudden, the top fighters from all parties who had been sitting on the sidelines all set their sights on the Sea Soul Sacred Tree and surrounded it from all sides.

The Sea Soul Divine Tree trembled with fear, its branches curled up in a corner. Looking at its trembling appearance, it seemed that it regretted coveting those few drops of spiritual milk.

While everyone was scrambling for the treasure, Chen An suddenly noticed that at the edge of Lingxi Abyss, there was a thing as crystal clear as jade and shaped like a chrysanthemum, poking its head out. It was obvious that it wanted to come up but didn't dare to.

"Dark Water Ice Heart Lotus, this is a sixth-level spiritual plant that can help people survive the Yin Fire Tribulation!"

Originally Chen An was a little hesitant as to whether he should go forward and quietly take it down, but when he saw that this spiritual plant turned out to be the Youshui Bingxin Lotus, he suddenly became more determined.

After successfully breaking through to the realm of refining emptiness, one must not only resist the ordinary thunder tribulation, but also the more ferocious Yin fire tribulation!

This Yin Fire Tribulation is different from ordinary thunder tribulations. It starts to burn from the cultivator's own Yongquan acupoint and goes straight through the Niyuan Palace, and can burn the internal organs.

If one is not strong enough to dodge, his internal organs will turn to ashes, his limbs will decay, his body will be destroyed, and thousands of years of hard training will be in vain, all turned into illusions.

There are countless cultivators who have reached the perfect state of spiritual transformation and died in the Yin Fire Tribulation when they broke through.

According to the original plan, he could use this place to advance his cultivation to the perfection of the Spirit Transformation, go back and prepare more methods, and then break through the tribulation after everything is safe, in order to survive the Yin Fire Tribulation.

But the Youshui Bingxin Lotus appeared before him, which could help him resist the Yin Fire Tribulation. How could he hold himself back?
Then he leaped up and quietly moved towards the edge of Lingxi Abyss.

"This guy finally moved!"

Qing Lin, who had been paying attention to Chen An's movements, smiled slightly after noticing the movement, and his expression revealed a bit of anticipation.

But looking in the direction the other party had left, he also saw the Youshui Bingxin Lotus that was peeking out. His breathing suddenly became rapid and he became impatient. He just wanted to rush forward and snatch it away.

"Brother Qinglin, wait a minute. The human race is cunning. You have this divine amulet. You can use it to be on guard and avoid falling into the enemy's insidious tricks."

At some point, Manhuang rushed over from other places, stopped Qinglin, and handed him a talisman covered with golden patterns, which looked to be full of spiritual energy.

"Thank you very much!"

Before, the two parties jointly targeted the human race. Qing Lin did not suspect anything. After thanking him, he accepted the divine amulet and immediately chased after Chen An who was almost approaching Lingxiyuan.

But after Qinglin walked away, Manhuang on the side suddenly raised a strange smile on his face, and sneered in his heart: "I didn't expect it would be so easy to pull the dragon tribe into the water this time."

Chen An, who was slowly approaching the Youshui Bingxin Lotus, suddenly realized that someone was following him. He frowned and thought to himself, the Qinglong clan is really lingering around!

But the spiritual plant was right in front of him. If he turned around to stop Qing Lin at this moment, he might scare the other party away. If he wanted to go forward and take the spiritual plant, he would be hit by Qing Lin who was behind him.

In such a situation, it is really a dilemma!
"It would be nice if I had a relocation order."

With a light sigh, Chen An took out a few heaven and earth concealing talismans that were full of spiritual energy and gently slapped them on his body.

For a moment, he almost disappeared beside Lingxiyuan, as if he had never been there.

"Huh? What about people?"

Seeing this, Qing Lin's expression paused, and he found that not only did Chen An's figure disappear, but even his breath disappeared completely, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

"Don't look around, just keep moving forward. That kid must be going to get the Netherwater Ice Heart Lotus!"

Hearing the wild voice emerging in his heart, Qinglin's expression relaxed, and then he stopped hesitating, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, a weak fluctuation of magical power suddenly came from near the location of the Youshui Bingxin Lotus.

The disadvantage of the Heaven and Earth Concealing Talisman is that it cannot use magic power. Once it is used, it will leak its aura, making it easy for people to detect its location. However, Chen An is not worried about exposing himself. As long as this attack is successful, the spiritual plant will be in his possession, and this fight will be over.

The sixth-level spiritual plant has just gained intelligence and generally does not have much ability to fight the enemy. It can be captured with just a touch of the hand if it is close at hand.

But when he was about to succeed, suddenly a green dragon claw flashed before his eyes, making Chen An's vision dazed for a moment.

"Where are the spiritual plants?"

The place where the Youshui Bingxin Lotus was just now is now empty, without any trace. Chen An is quite depressed.

At this time, Qing Lin's mocking voice came from a distance: "Fool, you dare to snatch the spiritual plant in front of me. It seems that you don't understand my methods. But unfortunately, this spiritual plant belongs to me now. It's just right to use it to increase my chances of breaking through the refining realm."

Qinglin's Dragon Shadow Movement Hand speed is unmatched among all the gods, and it is perfect for snatching spiritual plants.

Hearing this, Chen An did not get angry but laughed: "So, you have other treasures on you?"

Qing Lin was stunned for a moment, somewhat surprised, and then he showed a look of disdain: "What? You still want to steal my treasure? As long as you have the ability, just come and rob it. If I retreat even half a step, I am not a dragon. Even if I die, it's just because I'm not as skilled as others!" He was proud of his body of a blue dragon and his strength of perfect transformation. He was not afraid of an unknown human cultivator of the eighth level of transformation.

Hearing this, Chen An smiled. If it was a barbarian who came, he would still be a little afraid and would not easily show his magic power. As for the dragon clan, he had plenty of ways to deal with it.

"In that case, we can only fight once and see for ourselves. Let me see whether you are a dragon or a worm."

Chen An took a whip in his hand without saying anything.

This is a dragon whip, specially used to whip all parts of a dragon's body. The clone had witnessed its power when he went to the human race before. It is just right to use it against Qinglin at this time.

"What a boast! You humans are physically weak, and you have only achieved your current status by being able to reproduce. You are not as good as us dragons. Although we are fewer in number, every one of us is an elite!"

Qing Lin sneered and used the Dragon Shadow Move Hand again. Then he stretched out his sharp dragon claws and grabbed towards Chen An.

Chen An on the opposite side was not in a hurry, with a hint of blue in his eyes. He had just suffered a loss, and he would not make the same mistake again.

Even when he was arguing with the other party, he had been quietly using his Netherworld Ghost Eyes to observe the other party's every move.

Although the opponent's dragon claws are fast, they cannot escape the eyes of the Netherworld Ghost.

After taking aim, Chen An swung the whip, but without using too much force, he just hit it lightly.

"what!"

From the opposite side, there was a sound like that of slaughtering a pig. Qinglin felt the pain and quickly retracted his claws. Holding the bony hand, he kept wailing.

When he looked at Chen An, his face was full of anger, but if you look closely, you can see that in addition to the anger, there was also a hint of fear.

The movement here attracted Ao Rui's attention. He set his eyes on the seemingly ordinary whip in Chen An's hand. After observing for a moment, his eyebrows suddenly raised and he said in horror: "Hit the dragon whip! Who is this person? How could he have such a forbidden treasure!"

Others may not know this, but as a member of the Golden Dragon Clan, he knows this thing very well.

Generally speaking, only when a member of the tribe commits a serious fault, the elder who controls the criminal law will hold a dragon whip and enforce the tribe's law.

This thing is made of special materials. Ordinary dragons simply cannot withstand its power. They will be dying after just a few dozen hits. It will not be used unless there is a serious fault.

I never thought that the human in front of me actually had one in his hand. But when I thought about it carefully, it seemed unlikely. Could it be that there was a human spy among the dragon clan?
It seems unlikely. The human race and the dragon race are very different, so it is extremely difficult to impersonate one.

After thinking for a moment, Ao Rui secretly decided that no matter what, it would be better to be cautious. It would always be a good idea to check it out after returning home!
"I really underestimated you!"

After Qinglin cried out in pain, he hurriedly dripped a drop of green liquid on the wound on his hand. After just a few breaths, the wound had partially healed. Although it was not completely healed, it did not affect his ability to perform.

The blow he had just suffered made him fearful and no longer use his body easily. Instead, he used his treasures in an attempt to turn the tables.

The Canglong Sword is a mysterious weapon passed down by the Qinglong clan. This treasure came from an ancestor of the Qinglong clan, who was also a Canglong. After his death, his descendants extracted his spine and made this sword in order to commemorate their ancestor.

However, because the sword contained a large amount of the power of the Canglong, no one had been able to activate it, so it could only be placed in the treasury to gather dust. Later, it was not until Qinglin appeared that it was successfully subdued.

"This sword, Canglong, is enough to kill you!"

The Canglong Sword flew out from Qinglin's body and slashed towards the opposite side.

Facing this Canglong Sword, Chen An couldn't help but look stern. He immediately released several mysterious weapons on his body to resist the unparalleled sharp Canglong Sword!

After a few encounters, Qing Lin kept retreating with the Cang Long Sword. Seeing this, Chen An's face showed a bit of strangeness, and he complained in his heart: "Is this all the Cang Long Sword is?"

It's no wonder. The Canglong Sword is just a more powerful mystical weapon. Even Qinglin could only barely activate it. No matter what, it could not defeat the combined power of Chen An's several mystical weapons.

"Hand over the Netherwater Ice Heart Lotus, and I may be able to spare you."

Chen An didn't want to make things too difficult for the other party. Zhao Lingyun and others had been hanging out here for about a year, so Chen An knew a lot about Lingxiyuan.

The three tribes seemed to be incompatible and were fighting for spiritual plants and spiritual milk, but in the previous struggles, almost no cultivators from any force had died.

This is also the rule jointly formulated by the three forces. After all, they come here to improve their strength, not to fight to the death.

Chen An might be able to kill Qing Lin with his strength, but he doesn't want to bear the consequences of the dragon clan's wrath.

As time went by, Qing Lin gradually became exhausted. He just gritted his teeth and held on, cursing in his heart, how could this guy have such strong magic power? I have already used up most of it, how come he still looks so relaxed!

However, he was also aware of the consequences of this defeat. Not only would he lose the Youshui Bingxin Lotus, but if he brought disgrace to the Dragon Clan, the surname "Ao" bestowed upon him by the upper clan would probably be in vain.

"Ow!"

After a loud and fearless dragon roar, Qinglin's body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a dragon body dozens of feet long appeared in sight.

The dragon's head is held high, its eyes are flashing sharp light, its whiskers are fluttering like dark blue ribbons dancing in the wind, its limbs are strong and powerful, its claws are as sharp as blades, and every knuckle seems to reveal powerful strength.

After transforming back into his original form, Qing Lin's aura became even more powerful, and every breath he took was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, which was shocking.

"This time, I will defeat you!"

The deep voice spread out, attracting most of the monks to look over here.

"He actually forced Qinglin to use this trick. It seems that the kid from the human race is not simple either." Ao Rui muttered as he looked at the two of them from afar.

Chen An didn't care whether the other party turned back to his original form or not. It was just that his body became bigger. It was just a matter of adding a few more dragon-beating whips.

As soon as he thought about it, no less than ten dragon-beating whips flew up under Chen An's control.

As the sound of "pa pa pa" continued to be heard, Qinglin's body was suddenly covered with wounds and blood, and the "Canglong" almost became a "blood dragon".

"I can't lose!"

Qinglin gritted his teeth and held on. He remembered the divine amulet that Manhuang gave him. It was a sixth-level amulet that would definitely be able to withstand the opponent's strange whip! !
He tapped the divine amulet lightly, and a golden light enveloped him. In the blink of an eye, it blocked the shadows of several dragon whips outside his body.

"Haha, it really works!"

But before he could be happy, a drop of black liquid suddenly drilled into his heart, and then his heart seemed to be stimulated, beating wildly, the speed almost reaching the limit that his body could bear.

The black liquid also spread throughout the body along with the blood.

"What is this?"

Qing Lin instinctively wanted to suppress the foreign object that suddenly appeared, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not mobilize any of the magic power in his body. He could only watch the black liquid raging in his body.

"what!!"

A heart-wrenching voice was heard, and Chen An's heart shuddered. The Qing Lin in front of him was covered in blood, his eyes were red and he had lost his mind, leaving only a brutal and ferocious aura.

Moreover, the Dragon Whip seemed to have no effect on his body. Although the wounds kept increasing, he seemed not to notice and did not waile or retreat even a step!
Afterwards, Canglong's huge body pressed towards Chen An, and its speed was no less than that of an ordinary Void Refining cultivator.

"Chen An!"

While Zhao Lingyun was snatching other spiritual plants above Lingxiyuan, he saw that Qinglin seemed to have used some means to forcibly improve his cultivation, so he rushed over to rescue him out of concern.

"Where are you going? Don't run away before we decide the winner!"

But at this time, the barbarians rushed over and blocked Zhao Lingyun, not giving him any chance to attack.

(End of this chapter)