After a while, Wang Chen cursed and closed the cultivation panel.
The Seven Ultimate Sword can really be deduced, and he has mastered the trick to activate this plug-in function.
The panel then gives the conditions required for the deduction.
A set of swordsmanship equals 100,000 virtue points, and six skills equals 600,000 virtue points!
And what is Wang Chen’s current points?
Just over 50,000 points.
He once thought that so many moral points would be enough for him to use for decades. After all, improving skill proficiency consumes very little moral points.
As a result, this deduction function gave Wang Chen a blow.
never mind.
He could only put this extremely tempting idea aside for later.
If possible, Wang Chen plans to trade a few more sets of sword skills from Huangfu Yongchun. In this way, as long as he works hard to earn more moral points, it will not be a dream to get a complete set of Seven Ultimate Swords.
The next day, Wang Chen quietly left Luodu.
Came back in the evening.
During his trip out, he raised the skill level of Lei Jue Sword Technique to the level of Xiaocheng!
After staying in the fairy city for two days, Wang Chen once again received a Feijian message from Huangfu Yongchun - it was time to set off.
This time, I really want to kill the dragon!
The Seven Golden Pills, including Wang Chen, quickly reunited and also took Huangfu Yongchun's airship to fly towards the depths of the Fulong Mountains.
After flying for a day and night, and changing directions several times along the way, the airship finally landed in a valley.
When everyone walked out of the cabin, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise at the familiar landscape surrounding them.
This is definitely not the place where the sword formation was originally practiced, but the valley of a similar size is also surrounded by high mountains, which can't help but give people a strange feeling.
And Wang Chen really admired Huangfu Yongchun.
This valley is obviously the place chosen by this veteran master to slaughter dragons, and he has gone to great lengths to find a similar place for everyone to practice the sword formation.
Because in a familiar environment, everyone's cooperation will only be more tacit, which is conducive to the development of combat effectiveness.
"This place is one hundred and seventeen miles away from where the demon dragon is hiding."
Huangfu Yongchun said in a deep voice: "I have set up a dragon trap formation. As long as I lure the demonic dragon into the urn, and all my fellow Taoists work together, we will surely capture it!"
A Jindan couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Taoist Huangfu, is the dragon-inducing grass still effective at such a long distance?"
"Do not worry."
Huangfu Yongchun said confidently: "My dragon-inducing plant is one hundred and thirty years old. Regardless of mountains or rivers, as long as it is within a hundred and thirty miles, it will definitely be able to smell it!"
Everyone looked at each other and nodded in unison.
Huangfu Yongchun was so experienced in doing things and prepared so thoroughly. If he still couldn't take down the dragon, it would really be a crime without war.
In fact, this veteran Jindan also considered the possibility of failure. He gave each person a talisman, which can be used to teleport dozens of miles away when faced with life or death.
Everything was ready, everyone kept their positions and lurked in the valley according to the pre-arrangement.
Huangfu Yongchun took out the dragon-inducing grass and planted it under a huge rock next to the valley stream.
This dragon-attracting grass is separated from the environment in which it grows and can only maintain its effect for three days at most when exposed to the outside. If it cannot attract the dragon, it will be wasted.
On the first day, there was no movement.
The next day, there was no sign of the dragon.
Even Huangfu Yongchun was a little out of control now. After all, the success of this plan was related to his great cause of Nascent Soul, and there was no room for any mistakes.
The problem is that even if Huangfu Yongchun is fully prepared, he cannot predict the unexpected occurrence.
For example, the dragon fell into a deep sleep and was unable to perceive everything in the outside world, or it suddenly went out to visit relatives in the past two days, or even a Nascent Soul cultivator happened to pass by and captured it...
It's hard to say.
But at this point, Huangfu Yongchun has no possibility of turning back and asks everyone to continue to wait.
It’s not like the Jindan Daoist people don’t even have this little patience.
As a result, on the afternoon of the third day, the wind suddenly started blowing in the valley, and the wind was quite strong.
Everyone suddenly became energetic.
coming!
The real people who participated in this operation were not ordinary people. The sensitivity of the Jindan monks made them aware of the approach of a certain existence, and they all tried their best to contain their aura to avoid being discovered.
Even if everyone is covered by the magic circle.
As time passed, the stream flowing from the deepest part of the valley suddenly began to swell.
This water does not come from the source, but flows back into the valley from the lower reaches. The large amount of water carries countless silt and gravel, turning a clear stream into a river with rough waves!
Not long after, a gray-white dragon appeared in everyone's sight.
I saw this fourth-level demon king wading into the water, its body thicker than a bucket appearing and disappearing in the turbid river water, its palm-sized scales shining with a metallic luster.
A pair of small horns have grown on its forehead, and there are whiskers under its jaw. Its shape is very close to that of a real dragon.
But a dragon is still a dragon. If it were a real dragon, then even if Huangfu Yongchun was full of courage, he would never dare to set a trap to slay the dragon.
Even if Wang Chen and others were kicked in the head by a donkey, they would not participate in it!
Despite this, no one would underestimate a fourth-level dragon, which is at the level of a demon king!
While swimming upstream, the dragon raised its head and looked around, its fist-sized eyes radiating cold light.
The next moment, its gaze suddenly froze.
I saw the dragon grass next to the rock!
Ang~
The dragon suddenly raised its head and neighed, its huge tail flicked suddenly, and its body jumped out of the river like an arrow from a string.
Then he opened his big mouth and sucked the dragon grass into his body.
"Pro!"
At this moment, a vigorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded.
Rays of light suddenly appeared on the ground around the dragon, like flying whips, tightly entangling the fourth-level demon king in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, seven flying swords appeared through the air and shot at different parts of the dragon.
Heaven, earth, man, wind, thunder, fire, rain, seven completely different terrifying forces all bombarded the dragon's body. In an instant, the sword light intertwined with the flames, as if the end was coming!
Roar~
The unsuspecting dragon was first trapped by the large formation, and then received a powerful blow. Countless scales on the surface of its body flew everywhere, revealing the white muscles inside.
Little bits of bright red blood were scattered on the ground, which was shocking to see!
Clang!
With the sound of the long sword, Wang Chen and others quickly exchanged positions, and the Qijue Sword Formation unfolded at the same time.
After the seven flying swords scratched scars on the dragon's body, they all shot upward into the sky, and then swooped down at a height of a hundred feet. The power each carried increased several times.
This time, the seven swords jointly locked the dragon's head!