Chapter 839 Soul-Ascending Poppy Flower Please subscribe and collect
Sun Mingsheng was not too surprised when faced with the rage from the Ghost King. Although the Ghost King's strength is extraordinary, but in the battle He has the upper hand, but he is also not a soft persimmon. The cultivation of the eighth level of Jindan is the most solid foundation.
Three powerful magic weapons, the Demon-Subduing Staff, the Heaven-Breaking Mace, and the Turtle Shield, which have two attacks and one defense, are wandering around Sun Mingsheng, entangled with the Ghost King regardless of victory or defeat.
Although the Ghost Sealing Pearl cannot directly seal the third-order high-grade ghost king, it also has a certain degree of suppression. As for the remaining ghost soldiers and ghost generals, in addition to relying on the power of the treasure talisman to suppress them, for a long time The black-striped ant colony that had never appeared before also swarmed out again.
In terms of quantity, Sun Mingsheng has never had any fear. However, because the black-striped ants were unable to effectively perceive the hidden space cracks, they suffered some losses in the battle for a while. Just big.
Under the leadership of the third-level and low-level soldier ants, the black striped ants quickly gained the upper hand. Relying on their huge numerical advantage, they quickly defeated the ghost soldiers and even the third-level low-level ghost king. After eating all the food, it will only change the target after it has completely disappeared.
In short, under Sun Mingsheng's full response, he seemed to be in a very embarrassed state surrounded by the ghosts, but he still maintained a confrontation with offense and defense, and did not fall into the trap. At a real disadvantage.
Ximen Jian could attract Sun Mingsheng as a reward with spiritual beasts to buy time. The other monks who entered the ancient battlefield, except for some unlucky ones who fell, were naturally unwilling to lag behind and used their own methods one after another. In a very short period of time, they gathered under the hilltop where the poppy flower elixir grew.
But in front of all the late Jindan monks, a ghost king wearing white clothes and holding a folding fan looked like a scholar, blocking the only way forward.
If it weren’t for the blood-red dots that appeared regularly on his white clothes, he would have looked more like a person of the same kind who came first with a graceful manner.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, every thousand years, there is always some blood food coming to my doorstep by all means. If it weren’t for you guys coming continuously, you wouldn’t be able to kill them all, and you wouldn’t be able to eat them all. In this ancient time, The battlefield has long since dissipated between heaven and earth."
The seemingly gentle words of the ghost king holding a folding fan were full of murderous intent, and his eyes instantly turned blood red.
In his eyes, the dozen or so ninth-level golden elixir monks who were famous in the world of cultivation were like defenseless pigs and sheep that could be easily killed at any time.
"Who are you? Why are you here making such nonsense to stop us from picking the elixir?"
"Even though your strength is astonishing, you have never condensed the Nascent Soul and want to monopolize this spirit." The medicine is just wishful thinking."
The two ninth-level Jindan monks, who were both strong and bad-tempered, even opened their mouths to scold them. At the same time, the light in their eyes was constantly looking around, and they might take action at any time.
“The elixir you are talking about is this soul-raising poppy flower.”
“Of course only monks like you who are vegetarians can take this so-called elixir. You can pick it as long as you like. That is, of course it has nothing to do with me, but before picking it, you need to offer three of you as my blood food."
The white-clothed ghost king said quite clearly. Ridiculously, it was also the first time for the monks to hear the name of the soul-raising poppy.
Every time the ancient battlefield is opened, the treasures that help to achieve the Nascent Soul are of different types, and they are usually relatively unpopular. The monks present have not seen its background for a while, which is considered a reasonable range. within.
“Soul-raising poppies can assist monks to temporarily increase the intensity of their spiritual consciousness to the early stage of Nascent Soul. However, they also contain highly toxic substances. If they cannot achieve Nascent Soul within one year after refining, the poison will enter The bone marrow, which could not be saved by medicine or stone, turned into pus on the spot."
The so-called blood food in the words of the ghost king in white. The ninth-level golden elixir monks present did not take it too seriously. Their focus was Still on top of the elixir itself.
Before choosing to enter the ancient battlefield, the ninth-level golden elixir monk in front of him would naturally be familiar with the various heavenly materials and earthly treasures that assist in achieving the Nascent Soul.
The soul-raising poppy flower is naturally among them, but on the one hand, the number of this kind of elixir in the long history of the world of cultivation is quite rare, on the other hand, once you choose to refine it, it will The consequences of being unable to condense the Nascent Soul within the required time range are quite tragic.
Under normal circumstances, most monks would not choose to refine unless they were forced to do so. This was also the fundamental reason why a group of ninth-level Golden Core monks had not recognized it.
"Fellow Taoists, do you still need to pick this soul-raising poppy? If you are willing to retreat at this time, I will naturally not need to capture blood food from you."
The Ghost King in White said with contempt, none of the monks really entered his eyes from beginning to end.
"If you speak arrogant words and want to feed us as blood, you are not afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue."
"Fellow Taoists, no matter in the end this soul-raising poppy flower As for his ownership, we will join forces first to kill him."
"After all, he is just a ghost king who failed and managed to save his life after attacking the fourth level, and he dares to speak nonsense in front of us."
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A cold light flashed across the dim eyes of an old man with white hair and beard, and the aura of death was beginning to escape from his body, and he had a rough guess about the situation of the ghost king in white in front of him.
In a sense, the ghost king's promotion to the fourth level is roughly the same as the difficulties faced by the monks, which requires the condensation of ghost infants.
Once they fail, they usually die on the spot. The only chance of survival is to choose to retreat bravely when refining heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the golden elixir has not been truly broken.
With the enhancement of the Nascent Soul treasure that assists the achievement, one’s ownIn the golden elixir stage, one can make further progress, and ordinary ninth-level golden elixir monks are no match for him.
It’s just that this situation is extremely rare. For some monks, if they go to great lengths to obtain a high-quality treasure that can help them achieve the Nascent Soul, they will naturally go all out, knowing that the success rate is low. Gao is also willing to give it a try, even if it costs his own life.
Therefore, although a being like the Ghost King in White is powerful, in the eyes of the ninth-level Golden Core monks, he is in a state of contempt and disadvantage.
"Roar"
The old man's words seemed to touch the most vulnerable part of the ghost king's heart. He only heard a roar. He originally looked like a noble gentleman. There was a sudden change, and the folding fan in his hand also turned pitch black.
The ghost king in white sprayed a long triangular tongue from his mouth and went straight towards the decrepit old man. The barbs on it also shone with a black light impregnated with poison, which was obviously a powerful weapon. look.
The black folding fan in his hand also had white bone spurs sprouting from it. They spread out in all directions as the fan was incited, and headed straight towards the other monks decisively. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558