Chapter 636
The entire island shook violently, and the cracked array was forcibly stitched together by the golden thread. The Soul Devouring Gu turned into green smoke under the burning of dragon blood, and in the newly formed array, the silver-blue dragon energy and dark gold starlight intertwined and flowed, adding three points of murderous aura to the original array.
Fu Shaoping leaned on his sword and panted, blood steaming from his silver hair. Nangong Wan's Taoist robe was soaked with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe the blood on his forehead. The gold thread was still firmly nailed to the core of the formation.
"The formation is complete." She suddenly chuckled, "Do you feel it? The new formation has recognized its master."
Fu Shaoping concentrated his mind and found that the dragon pattern had a subtle connection with the formation. He looked at the raging waves gradually calming down at the junction of the sea and the sky, and suddenly put the dragon bone knife back into the sheath: "Next time on the new moon, it will be our turn to hunt those beasts."
Nangong Wan retracted the golden thread, and the end of the thread accidentally brushed against the back of Fu Shaoping's hand. The two of them were startled at the same time - the black hair wrapped around his knife tassel was now resonating with the spiritual veins of the island protection formation and glowing.
The rainstorm just stopped, and the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on the brand new array.
On the shore of the East China Sea, dark clouds loomed. The strong winds rolled up the raging waves, which hit the shaky island protection formation fiercely. The runes on the jade array plate flickered, and every impact made the array base groan under the heavy load. Under the sea, countless scarlet animal eyes flashed in the undercurrent, and the rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other came from far away, as if the entire sea area had turned into a hunting ground for monsters.
Fu Shaoping stood on the reef, his silver hair rustling in the wind. The dragon bone knife in his hand shone coldly, and the silver-blue dragon pattern on the blade exuded a murderous aura. Light footsteps came from behind, and Nangong Wan walked slowly towards him with seven golden threads wrapped around his fingertips.
"It's a sea beast in the Purple Mansion Period. It looks like it's going to get serious this time." Nangong Wan looked at the churning sea surface, the golden thread flowing between his fingers like a living thing.
Fu Shaoping's pupils shrank slightly: "Guard the center of the formation."
Before he finished speaking, there was a deafening bang. The water level of the island protection formation exploded, and seawater poured in, instantly destroying half of the reef beach. Dozens of red-scaled sea snakes broke out of the water, each as thick as a bucket, and their scarlet snake tongues moved in and out, and poisonous saliva poured down like raindrops.
"Get up!" Fu Shaoping shouted, and suddenly thrust the dragon bone knife into the ground. The dragon pattern on the blade shone brightly, and a silver-blue light curtain rose from the ground, blocking all the venom. His figure flashed, and the knife light swept across like a streak of silk, and the three sea snakes were instantly separated from their heads. The smelly snake blood sprayed out, but before it touched his robe, it was evaporated into wisps of black smoke by the dragon pattern.
The sea surface suddenly surged violently, and a mountain-sized black-armored demon whale broke out of the water. Its Purple Mansion-level pressure swept all around, and the three rows of bone spikes on its back flashed coldly. The demon whale let out a deafening roar, and its huge tail raised a ten-foot-high wave wall, carrying countless rubble and smashing towards the coast.
The golden threads on Nangong Wan's fingertips surged, and seven golden threads turned into a golden net all over the sky: "Retreat!" The golden threads wrapped around Fu Shaoping's waist and pulled him back violently. Almost at the same time, dozens of bone spurs pierced into the place where he had just stood like a rainstorm, and the hard reef was pierced with dense holes.
Mr. Fu steadied himself and said coldly, "You are such a troublemaker."
Nangong Wan chuckled: "If you were to be pierced through by a bone spur from the Purple Mansion Stage, I'm afraid your dragon bones wouldn't be able to withstand it."
Seeing that the attack missed, the demon whale locked onto the two of them with its nine scarlet eyes. It opened its mouth and spewed out a jet of black poisonous mist, corroding even the seawater wherever it passed. Fu Shaoping's body was protected by dragon patterns, and the silver light on the blade was shining brightly. A dragon-shaped blade energy split the poisonous mist. Nangong Wan pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and seven golden threads intertwined in the air to form a Big Dipper formation, purifying all the remaining poisonous mist.
"It's my turn." Fu Shaoping suddenly leaped up, and the dragon pattern on the dragon bone knife was fully activated, with a silver dragon shadow wrapped around the blade. While he was in mid-air, the blade had already slashed out 7749 blades of light, each of which accurately hit the root of the demon whale's bone spur.
The demon whale roared in pain, and the three main spines on its back broke. It twisted its body wildly, causing huge waves. Seeing this, Nangong Wan suddenly stabbed seven golden threads into the sea, and actually laid a net underwater. The golden threads entangled the demon whale's tail fin, causing it to stagnate.
Fu Shaoping seized the opportunity, and the dragon pattern on the dragon bone knife fully blossomed. He held the knife with both hands, and his whole body turned into a silver light, entering the open mouth of the demon whale and bursting out from its back. The smelly blood of the beast poured out like a waterfall, dyeing the sea water within a radius of ten feet into dark green.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Fu Shaoping knelt on one knee, his dragon bone knife deeply inserted into the reef. Nangong Wan walked to his side, and the golden thread gently wrapped around his wrist: "Not dead yet?"
Fu Shaoping raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Wan, who was also exhausted, and sneered: "Four of your golden threads are broken."
The morning light penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the two of them. The sea surface gradually returned to calm, and only the floating animal corpses proved the thrilling battle in Zifu just now.
The sea breeze carried a strong smell of blood, messing up Fu Shaoping's silver hair. He stood on the edge of the reef, with the dragon bone knife inserted diagonally at his side. The dragon pattern on the blade had faded, but it still exuded a faint chill.
Nangong Wan squatted in the shallows, her fingertips wrapped around the three remaining golden threads, carefully examining the corpse of the black-armored demon whale. Her sleeves were soaked in seawater, clinging to her arms, revealing her slender wrist bones. The golden thread moved like a spirit snake, picking out a fist-sized purple demon pill from the root of the broken bone spur of the demon whale.
"This is a demon pill from the middle stage of Purple Mansion. It's of good quality." She threw the demon pill to Fu Shaoping. "Your sword energy is too overbearing. It almost broke it into pieces."
Fu Shaoping raised his hand to catch it. The demon pill glowed with a faint purple light in his palm. He looked at it for a moment and suddenly frowned: "There are cracks."
"It's good enough to take out a complete piece." Nangong Wan stood up and rolled up a few pieces of the devil whale's scales with golden thread. "These black armor scales are intact. The weapon refining workshop should be able to offer a good price for them."
The sea breeze suddenly turned strong, lifting Nangong Wan's robe. She subconsciously pressed the jade hairpin in her hair, but touched nothing - the hairpin had been shattered by the air wave in the battle, and now her long hair was scattered on her shoulders. Fu Shaoping glanced at it, took out a silver rope from his sleeve and handed it to her.
“Use this.”
Nangong Wan raised his eyebrows: "When did Master Fu carry his daughter's things with him?"
"It's what's left over from the last mission." Fu Shaoping said coldly, his eyes fixed on the corpse of the red-scaled sea snake floating in the distance, "Don't you want the snake gallbladders?"
"Of course." Nangong Wan tied up her long hair neatly, and the golden thread flew out again, "The sea snake gallbladder of the Purple Mansion period is a holy medicine for detoxification."
The golden thread accurately cut open the snake's belly and took out three emerald green snake gallbladders. Nangong Wan put them in a jade box and suddenly chuckled: "Speaking of which, this time we have gained a lot. It's time to find a refiner to refine your dragon bone knife."
Fu Shaoping did not answer. He walked to the side of the demon whale's corpse, opened its abdomen with the tip of the knife, and took out a section of spine that glowed with silver. "Dragon blood bone." He said lightly, "It's more valuable than those gold threads you have."
The waves gently hit the shore, washing away the blood. A few seabirds circled down, but were frightened away by the remaining evil spirit. Nangong Wan looked at the gradually calming sea and suddenly said, "The beast tide came strangely."
Fu Shaoping put the dragon blood bone into the storage bag and raised his eyes when he heard it: "Is someone controlling it?"
"The sea beasts of the Purple Mansion Stage will not gather for no reason." Nangong Wan's golden thread stirred in the sea water, picking up a broken black scale, "Look at this."
There were tiny runes engraved on the scales, but they were already incomplete. Fu Shaoping took it and his dragon pupils shrank slightly: "The mark of the Beast Taming Sect." The two looked at each other and looked towards the distant sea at the same time.
The sky gradually brightened, but the fog on the sea surface became thicker. Nangong Wan's golden thread was entangled between his fingers, and he whispered: "It seems that we are being watched."
Fu Shaoping held the dragon bone knife tightly. The dragon pattern on the blade seemed to sense something and glowed slightly. He sneered: "Just right, my knife hasn't drunk enough blood yet."
The sea breeze blew past, lifting the robes of the two men. In the bloody smell, a bigger storm was brewing.
At the junction of the sea and the sky, the thick fog spread like ink, swallowing up the rising sun. Fu Shaoping stood on the reef, the dragon bone knife trembled slightly, making a low humming sound. The golden line on Nangong Wan's fingertips flickered, drawing fine golden rays in the mist.
"The Beast Taming Sect's work is quite impressive." Nangong Wan gently stroked the remaining marks on the black scales, and the golden thread followed the direction of the runes. "This beast control rune is at least the work of a Yuanying period."
A cold light flashed in Fu Shaoping's dragon pupils: "It seems that the last time in the Ancient Demon Abyss, the killing was not clean enough."
The sea breeze suddenly blew, and a low horn sounded in the thick fog. The sound seemed to be far away and near, as if it came from the deep sea, and seemed to fall from the clouds. Nangong Wan's golden thread suddenly straightened and pointed to the southeast: "Here it comes."
The sea surface exploded, and twelve armored black turtles broke out of the water. Each turtle's shell was engraved with blood-red runes, and the turtle's head was wearing a bronze mask, with green ghost fire dancing in its eyes. On the back of the leading black turtle stood a man in a black robe, with half a bronze beast mask on his face.
"Fu Shaoping, Nangong Wan." The black-robed man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper rubbing against each other, "Hand over the dragon blood bone, and I will spare your corpse."
Fu Shaoping sneered, and the dragon pattern on the dragon bone knife fully awakened. Silver-blue light surged, forming a dragon-shaped shadow around him: "Want it? Come and get it yourself."
Nangong Wan flicked her fingertips, and seven golden threads intertwined in the air to form a net. She opened her red lips slightly and said frivolously, "My fellow Taoist, is it because you are not worthy of wearing a mask, or are you too ugly?"
The black-robed man laughed in anger, and the bronze bell in his hand rang violently. Twelve black turtles opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out dark green poisonous flames. Wherever the flames passed, even the sea water was burned and emitted hissing white smoke.
"Northern Dipper Soul Lock!" Nangong Wan shouted, and seven golden threads turned into seven golden lights, forming a Northern Dipper formation in the air. The poisonous flames hit the formation and were all rebounded. Fu Shaoping took the opportunity to rush forward, and the dragon bone knife drew a shocking long rainbow, slashing at the leading black turtle.
The black-robed man suddenly crushed the bell in his hand, and the shells of the twelve black turtles burst at the same time. Countless blood-colored runes flew out, forming a huge net covering the sky in the air. Fu Shaoping's sword force did not decrease, and the dragon pattern collided with the blood net, bursting out with a dazzling light.
"Be careful!" Nangong Wan suddenly flashed over, wrapped three golden threads around Fu Shaoping's waist, and pulled him away. Three black bone spears broke out of the ground where he was standing, and the spear tips were glowing with a strange purple light.
From the depths of the fog, a cold laugh was heard: "Good reaction, but unfortunately..."
Before he finished speaking, the sea surface suddenly bulged. A hundred-foot-long Nine Nether Demon Eel broke out of the water, and above it stood three black-robed men in the same attire, each holding a blood-red formation flag.
Nangong Wan's face changed slightly: "Nine Nether Dragon Locking Formation? You are..."
The black-robed leader took off his mask, revealing a face covered with demonic patterns: "The Beast Taming Sect, the Left Protector Yin Wujiu. I have come here today to take your lives."
Fu Shaoping tightly grasped the dragon bone knife, his dragon pupils boiling with fighting spirit: "Just right, my knife is thirsty."
Between the sea and the sky, the roar of the Nine Nether Demon Eels shook the clouds to pieces. Yin Wujiu waved the blood-colored formation flag in his hand, and three blood-colored lights shot up into the sky, interweaving in the air to form a huge cage. The scales on the demon eel stood upside down, and each scale glowed with a dark blue poisonous light, stirring the entire sea area to boil.
Fu Shaoping had dragon patterns on his body, and his silver hair rustled under the violent spiritual pressure. He held the dragon bone knife with his backhand, and the dragon pattern on the blade was fully awakened, and it actually made a real dragon roar. "Nangong," he said in a low voice, "don't hold us back this time."
Nangong Wan chuckled, and the three remaining golden threads on his fingertips suddenly disintegrated into hundreds of golden rays: "Don't worry, I don't want to collect your body."
The demon eel attacked first, sweeping its huge tail across, creating a huge wave. Fu Shaoping did not retreat but advanced, and the dragon bone knife slashed out a seven-foot blade, splitting the water curtain. The remaining force of the blade tore a bloody hole in the demon eel's abdomen. But the strange thing was that what flowed out was not blood, but sticky black demonic energy.
"Be careful!" Nangong Wan suddenly threw out the golden threads. Three golden threads turned into a golden net in the air, crushing all the twelve sudden attacking magic arrows. She pinched her jade fingers, and the golden net suddenly shrank, actually strangling a part of the demon eel's tail fin.
Yin Wujiu snorted coldly and waved the flag again. The remaining two black-robed men suddenly bit their tongues and sprayed their blood on the flag. The blood light of the Nine Nether Dragon Locking Formation was bright, and countless blood-colored chains sprang out from the bottom of the sea and rushed straight to Fu Shaoping's limbs.
"What a trifle!" Fu Shaoping's dragon pupils widened angrily, and a dazzling silver light suddenly burst out from his body. The blood chains melted like ice and snow the moment they touched the silver light. He took the opportunity to rush forward, and the dragon bone knife went straight for Yin Wujiu's throat.
Something unexpected happened!
The third eye on the top of the demon eel's head suddenly opened, and a gray light shot out. Fu Shaoping was unable to dodge, and his left shoulder was pierced. The dragon's blood spilled onto the sea surface, burning holes in the sea water.
Nangong Wan's face suddenly changed. She bit her fingertips and used the blood as a guide: "The golden thread asks, the net of heaven and earth!"
The golden light in the sky suddenly gathered and condensed into a three-foot golden sword in her palm. The sword body was as transparent as colored glass, and golden Taoist patterns flowed inside. This was the "Tao Sword" passed down secretly by the Jinxian Sect, and each generation of descendants could only use it three times in their lifetime.
"Fu Shaoping!" She shouted and threw the golden sword.
Fu Shaoping caught the sword in mid-air, and the Dragon Bone Knife and the Dao Sword crossed to form a cross. The two completely different forces merged perfectly, turning into a stunning rainbow of gold and silver.
Yin Wujiu finally changed color: "Not good! Retreat quickly!"
It's too late.
The combined power of the sword and the knife tore through the Nine Nether Dragon Locking Formation like a rotten wood. The demon eel screamed miserably, and its body of a hundred feet long was broken into pieces. The three men in black robes wanted to escape, but were caught in the aftermath and exploded into a bloody mist on the spot. (End of this chapter)