Chapter 243 The Power of Hellfire

Author: Peng Peng Peng can fly

Chapter 243 The Power of Hellfire

"What?"

Several people, including the old man, were shocked, and the expressions on their faces became weird. This man named Ding was only an early stage Jindan monk, but he dared to brag so much.

Could it be that he was overly frightened and therefore a little confused?

The expressions on the faces of these people couldn't help but become even more ugly. If Cui Ning was really allowed to monopolize the three corpse beasts, he would probably immediately lose a fighting force on his side.

Seeing the cloud of corpses flying closer, Cui Ning was not in the mood to slowly explain to them.

He took a breath, and the magic power in his body was no longer restrained. The astonishing spiritual consciousness was rippling around like a raging torrent, and the whole person's spiritual light was shining brightly.

Since the corpse demon only sent a group of corpse beasts, Cui Ning did not use his special move, but directly used the power of spiritual consciousness to combine with his own spiritual pressure to frighten the group of corpse beasts.

"Master of Nascent Soul stage!"

The old man and the others were shocked and dumbfounded. The monk who had been chatting and laughing with them just now was actually an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage!

For a moment, everyone was horrified and at the same time the doubts in their hearts became more intense.

Since the other party is a real person in the Nascent Soul stage, why did he disguise himself as a monk in the Golden Core stage to form a team with them? Is there some conspiracy?

At the same time, several people were secretly glad that they had not offended this old monster on the way, otherwise the other party would have just moved his fingers and they and the others would have perished on the spot.

Although there have not been any Nascent Soul monks on Fengyang Island for a long time, it is because there is a teleportation circle in the inner sea that connects the major islands.

Therefore, it is not impossible for foreign Nascent Soul monsters to come to Fengyang Island.

There were several times a long time ago, either on business or traveling in the world of mortals.

Although I was frightened, I was no longer worried about the predicament in front of me.

Soon the few people figured out the stakes, and the old man at the head took the lead in bending down and saluting: "I respectfully respect the instructions of my seniors!"

Upon seeing this, the other two people also stepped forward and saluted respectfully. Especially the monk in floral green clothing started to take action when he saw Cui Ning's movements.

He turned around, a black light flashed out of his sleeves, and he rushed towards his magic weapon, killing the corpse beasts together.

Suddenly, auras flashed and ghostly auras rippled, and the three golden elixir stage monks joined forces to fight with nearly a hundred first- and second-grade corpse beasts in the corpse cloud.

However, due to the large number of corpse beasts, there was a stalemate for a while.

The sound of explosions in the air is endless, accompanied by the howling wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves. The sound is astonishing, but the battle here is just an appetizer.

Looking at the other side, it seems a bit too calm.

Cui Ning was suspended in the void, and with a random move of his hands, he saw the ordinary corpse beast confronting him, which was immediately crushed to death by the spiritual pressure.

At the front of the corpse beast is a huge red python, with a body about the diameter of a bowl and covered with red scales. Every time it sticks out its tongue, hot breath spurts out, and the temperature is high enough to melt gold and stone.

The Flame Crystal Python was a third-grade fire-attributed monster in life. It was nourished by corpse energy in the Netherworld Wasteland and turned into a corpse beast. Although it is not as powerful as it was in life, it is not far behind.

On one side of this python is a crow-like monster. Its fur is actually snow-white, with a faint hint of coldness coming out of it.

The most eye-catching thing is the two-headed giant wolf on the other side, which is more than ten feet tall and has thick limbs, making it look very powerful.

With a flash of inspiration, three high-level corpse beasts formed a glyph and surrounded Cui Ning.

They had already seen that the young man opposite was not easy to mess with, but because of the corpse demon's order, they had to fight.

However, Cui Ning seemed invisible, with a sneer on his lips and said: "You want to stop Ding with just a few corpse beast incarnations. Is it too much, fellow Taoist?"

When he said this, he was not looking at the three high-level corpse beasts, but his eyes were looking at somewhere in the air.

The place where they were attacked at this moment was not far from the center of the swamp.

However, Cui Ning did not wait for an answer to his question, but instead received a vicious attack from the three corpse beasts.

Roar!

First, the Cold Sky Crow howled in a low voice, and a large mouthful of snow-white cold air spurted out from its long beak. In an instant, the temperature of the entire world plummeted, as if even the spiritual energy was about to be frozen.

Then the Flame Crystal Python let out the same howl, then shook its head and tail, and streaks of pale corpse fire followed its scales and shot towards Cui Ning.

The two-headed giant wolf saw that both of its companions had launched an attack, so not to be outdone, it slammed into Cui Ning with all four limbs.

Such an attack was considered extraordinary in the eyes of the old man and others. After all, each of these three high-level corpse beasts was no weaker than a Golden Core Stage monk in the Netherworld Wasteland.

Cui Ning sighed quietly and stretched out his hand. Another purple-red flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

Although it is only the size of a fist, it looks very powerful.

Cui Ning used his left hand to hit it a little, and the sun and hell fire immediately divided into three strands, each strand was only as thick as a thumb, and immediately turned into a thin fire snake, attacking the monster in front of him.

Compared with the ferocious attacks of the corpse beasts, Cui Ning's counterattack method is simply not worth mentioning. However, for some reason, the three high-level corpse beasts are instinctively afraid.

However, they didn't have much time to change their moves. Their magical powers had already collided with those fire snakes.

First of all, the snow-white cold air seemed to have met a natural enemy, like a frog being swallowed by a snake, helpless to fight back. The cold air retreated at an alarming speed, and the sun and hell fire followed closely and hit its body.

Hantiancrow's eyes showed a very anthropomorphic look of pain, and his snow-white body was quickly wrapped in flames, and then he whined uncontrollably.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a cloud of black air flew out from Hantian Crow's head and shot in a certain direction.

However, it is not that easy to escape. Cui Ning stretched out his hand and flicked his finger. A giant flaming hand flashed out and fiercely grabbed the black mist.

The giant flame hand arrived first and quickly grabbed the black mist in its hand.

As for the flame crystal python and the two-headed giant wolf, the situation is not much better. The two monsters have already been forced to retreat steadily under the natural attack of the flame magical power.

"It is indeed the advanced version of Sun True Flame!"

Cui Ning murmured a compliment, obviously extremely satisfied with the power of the Sun and Hell Fire, and then stretched out his hand, pointing a little ahead.

Several small fire threads immediately entangled the two high-level corpse beasts at strange angles, and in the blink of an eye, they were tied tightly.

Since they were entangled by the sun and the underworld fire, they naturally lost their vitality. From their heads, a faint black mist also flew out, but they were caught by Cui Ning, who was well prepared.

At the same time, a small island stood on it about a few dozen miles deep in the swamp.

In a large stone house on the island, a tall and thin figure sat cross-legged.

On the surface, he is no different from an ordinary monk, except that his body is covered in a gray robe. But if you look carefully, you can see a pair of breathtaking eyes and arms with countless inches of long hair.
Chapter completed!