Because he underestimated the enemy and rushed in, he was trapped by Qingjiao relying on the favorable location, and almost lost his life here. He had to rely on many junior casual cultivators to escape from the trap. This situation made Patriarch Liang blush with embarrassment.
He took action in anger and immediately used his most powerful magic weapon, Thousand Layers Peak, to hit the mysterious dragon hidden at the bottom of the cold dragon pond.
Thousand Layers Peak is a natal magic weapon that ancestor Liang has sacrificed and refined for hundreds of years. It has been upgraded to the fifth level of low-grade and has a strong spirituality.
I saw a black mountain peak more than an inch high floating in the sky. The mountain peak emitted a little spiritual light and rotated slightly above the pool. With each rotation, the black mountain peak expanded by an inch.
The Thousand-Layered Peak rotated faster and faster, turning tens of thousands of times in the blink of an eye. It carried layers of whirlpools of spiritual energy, and in an instant, it turned into a huge mountain a hundred feet high.
There was a loud rumble!
The Thousand-Layered Peak suddenly hit the Cold Dragon Pool, directly penetrating the pool more than ten feet deep. Countless waves flew in all directions, slapping everyone's already tense nerves.
A green figure loomed, finally emerged from the bottom of the water, and quickly flew into the sky.
At the same time, the other three formation altars suddenly exploded, and the altars where the formations were arranged, fishing nets and other magic weapons were splashed everywhere, violently attacking the monks of the other three teams.
An indiscriminate attack like the explosion of the formation greatly surprised everyone. Although everyone was holding the formation flag and had some protection, more than twenty people were still killed and injured in this sudden attack.
Ancestor Liang saw that the green dragon was fierce and stubborn and still wanted to hurt people, so he was so angry that he used a fourth-grade high-grade flying sword.
The golden flying sword drew an afterimage, turned into a giant sword more than ten feet long, and slashed hard at the green dragon.
The green dragon screamed in pain, and blood rained down from the sky.
The green dragon is already a fourth-level monster, and its essence and blood are very precious treasures to monks. This kind of essence and blood is considered an inferior fourth-level material, whether it is used to make elixirs, make medicine, or to make
Lingmo is a very good material for drawing talismans.
Seeing the unexpected windfall, the eyes of the casual cultivators present suddenly turned red. They abandoned the formation flags in their hands one after another, ran out of formation, and took out jade bottles, magical artifacts, regardless of life and death, and quickly collected the blood of the green dragon.
Seeing that these humble little things dared to desecrate its essence and blood, the green dragon roared angrily.
A huge dragon roar came from above, and a white light suddenly covered the people below.
The white light penetrated the formation flag extremely quickly and illuminated everyone in an instant.
Zhang Zhixuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and vaguely heard Patriarch Liang shouting: "Everyone, be careful, it's the dragon's inner elixir that can immobilize the monk's soul."
For a moment, although Zhang Zhixuan was clear-headed, he had lost the power to act.
His hands and feet were sore and tender, and his meridians were sore. Although he tried his best to move, his body seemed to have lost control, like a walking zombie.
Time seemed to pass very slowly. Zhang Zhixuan tried all his methods, but to no avail. He suddenly thought of his abnormality, and suddenly he had an idea and started to use Qi Accumulation Technique.
Lines of innate purple energy came out of the Dantian, nourishing his body and slowly dispersing the white light in the acupoints.
After just one operation, Zhang Zhixuan felt a pain in his body and finally regained consciousness. He immediately took action and struggled to escape a hundred feet away.
"You evil beast, how dare you be so generous!" Ancestor Liang shouted loudly, took out his flying sword and slashed fiercely towards the inner elixir of the green dragon.
The inner elixir of the green dragon is quite strong, but it does not dare to face the sword edge of a high-level monk.
It glared angrily at the casual cultivator below, opened its mouth, withdrew the white inner elixir, and then fiercely spit out a stream of blue flames.
The blue flame exuded scorching energy, and as soon as it touched the water, a violent explosion occurred.
Most of the monks below had their souls immobilized by the dragon, and they were unable to resist this sudden and violent attack.
The water waves splashed again, and the monks on the water were littered with limbs and pieces of flesh. Some of the unlucky monks were even reduced to ashes on the spot by the green flames.
This attack directly killed hundreds of casual cultivators.
The continuous huge damage made Patriarch Liang lose his face. He suppressed his furious mood and shouted loudly: "Don't disperse in chaos, form a formation, and don't be defeated by the green dragons individually."
The wave of dragon attacks just now caused more than a hundred casualties.
Especially Zhang Zhixuan's team, because they were the first to break through the formation, they were hated by Qingjiao, and most of the attacks were aimed at them.
Even the five foundation-building monks, who were in a hurry to collect the dragon's blood, had no time to form a formation and were immobilized by the green dragon's inner elixir, and they all died unexpectedly.
Most of the ninety casual cultivators under their command were spilled on the spot. Except for a dozen lucky ones who barely escaped with their lives, no one survived.
The casual cultivators in Montenegro have always been like this. They are greedy and almost always want money rather than their lives. Although they are experienced and brave, they cannot calm down when they encounter benefits.
The result is obvious. Although the monks commanded by the casual cultivators were the first to break the formation and rescued Ancestor Liang, they were also the first to be confused and were far less disciplined than the monks controlled by Ancestor Liang's disciples.
As a result, without the protection of the formation, they encountered a wave of fierce attacks from the fourth-level green dragon, and most of them were immediately damaged. Even the five foundation-building monks died on the spot without performing their due abilities.
Under the command of the surviving foundation-building monks, everyone formed a tight formation and transformed into a sea of clouds, trying to trap the blue dragon.
Qingjiao released his inner elixir one after another, trying to repeat his old trick, but with the protection of a tight formation, the inner elixir of Qingjiao was in vain, and instead he lost his vitality.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the green dragon gently swung its tail, floated into the sky lightly, penetrated the boulder above the cave, and disappeared in an instant.
Ancestor Liang suddenly stamped his foot, a golden sword floated under his feet, and he chased after him angrily.
Half an hour later, Ancestor Liang rushed back in annoyance, dragging a dragon tail several feet long in his hand.
"Master, have you killed this green dragon?" Wei Bohan, the eldest disciple of Ancestor Liang, asked.
"The green dragon is good at hiding its whereabouts, and is good at cutting off its tail to escape. I don't know what kind of magical power it used, but it has disappeared without a trace." Ancestor Liang said helplessly with a depressed look on his face.
The green dragon escaped. Under the command of the foundation-building monks, everyone counted the casualties. This time, one hundred and twenty-three monks were injured in this battle, including five foundation-building monks. Most of the casualties came from scattered members of Zhang Zhixuan's team.
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Although their group of men did not damage anyone at first, they attracted Jiaolong's attention, and most of their attacks were aimed at this place.
In addition, this group of people are all casual cultivators. Although they are rich in experience, they are also the most greedy in personality.
Once there was a benefit, they rushed to snatch it, and most of the people dispersed from the formation.
Including the five leaders in the foundation building stage, they also put down their responsibilities and went to fight for the dragon's essence and blood.
As a result, they encountered a fierce attack by dragons and were immediately defeated, resulting in disgrace and heavy losses.
Zhang Zhixuan was still in shock. Under the command of the foundation-building monks, he began to collect the bones of the monks who died in the battle, and then registered the magical artifacts they left behind so that they could be rewarded for their merits in the future and passed on to their relatives and disciples.
As for the Xuanyou grass under the water of Hanjiaotan, all the mature ones were picked and registered.
The remaining seedlings were under the strict supervision of the monks in the foundation building stage, and no one dared to act rashly.
There are a lot of Xuanyou grass under the water. Zhang Zhixuan roughly estimated that there are no more than a thousand plants.
Such a large amount has exceeded the storage jade boxes that everyone carried. It took a day and a night to pick all the Xuanyou grass.
Zhang Zhixuan took advantage of the chaos and waited until all the foundation-building monks returned to Black Mountain. He took advantage of the opportunity and quietly hid three plants.
These three Xuanyou grasses are very active and can be planted successfully as long as they are carefully cultivated.
If large-scale planting can be successful, the Zhang family will be able to obtain a new panacea.
Once the elixir is refined, there will be a steady stream of resources, more monks will be able to be trained, and the family's strength will become stronger.
Hanjiaotan discovered a fourth-level green dragon that could use formations, which made Patriarch Liang panic. He immediately wrote a letter and sent it to Jin Lan, the ancestor of Qingxuan Sect's Golden Pill, and informed Jin about the situation of the green dragon.
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The senior officials of the Qingxuan Sect also attached great importance to this kind of monster that was beyond common sense. They sent the sect's Zifu monks to cooperate with Ancestor Liang and searched for the green dragon for more than ten thousand miles near Black Mountain for more than ten years.
Unfortunately, for more than ten years, nothing was achieved, so in the end he could only stop and return to the mountain gate in despair.
However, something like this made Ancestor Liang even more vigilant, and instead strengthened the defense near Black Mountain.