One hundred and seventy-first chapter willing to take the bait
Six ropes composed of mana hung down, and in a daze, the three Shezhao Taoist disciples were caught up, leaving only two hanging in the air, and the last empty rope was dangling in front of Xu Dao.
The sound of clicking and clicking continued to come from the water layer, making people shudder.
Suddenly a trembling voice sounded: "Chief, Elder, I don't think I need to go up now."
It was a Taoist disciple who was still hanging in the air who was talking. When Xu Dao heard the words, he took a look and found that this person was his acquaintance, Old Centipede.
The old centipede's teeth were chattering and he looked extremely frightened. However, after he noticed something was wrong, his magic power immediately began to stir up, trying to break free from the ropes wrapped around his body to avoid being caught by the Taoist priests into the water layer.
"Hoo ho ho!" A burst of laughter rang out, and the three Taoist priests who had caught the "fish and shrimp" opened their mouths to laugh, and the broken limbs and fragments spurted out from their mouths.
They waggled their tongues and said, "You little guy doesn't know what's good and what's good! Try hard, fellow Taoist, and be careful of those who take the bait and run away."
"Quick! Don't get off the hook!"
The Taoist priest who was dragging the old centipede squeezed away a few people, and his huge figure lay on the top of the old centipede's head. He said in a warm voice: "Come up quickly, this elder has something for you!"
"Ah! There was another scream, but it was the other Taoist disciple hanging in the air with the old centipede who reacted.
He looked at the huge figure of the Taoist priest in the water layer, and the three accomplices who had turned into a ball of blood mist. His face was frightened, and his reaction was even greater than that of an old centipede.
"You monsters, you monsters, you are not elders!"
This man used all his magic power, with green smoke coming out of his head, and wanted to immediately cut off the rope hanging on him.
But the Taoist priest who was fishing for him was obviously not easy to deal with. He heard a muffled voice: "It's so noisy, come up here!"
The Taoist priest in the water layer grabbed the rope and shook it, and then he straightened up suddenly, and his magic power started to work.
This action immediately broke up the struggle of the Taoist disciple below, broke through the formation of Dragon Palace, and caught the Taoist disciple into the water layer.
"Fellow Taoist, work hard!" There was a burst of discussion, and several Taoist priests opened their mouths and praised:
“Good fishing!”
On the other side, the old centipede seemed to be frightened. He looked blankly at the last companion beside him who was also caught, and he suddenly lost his mind.
However, several malicious eyes fell on him, which made the old centipede so scared that he did not dare to be distracted at all. He trembled and quickly took out the shining talismans, medicinal materials and other items from his bag.
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"Elder, wait a minute, I have something for you, little one!"
While the old centipede took something out of his bag, he waved and shouted, trying to attract the attention of the Taoist priests. However, the eyes of the Taoist priests who stared at him were only full of teasing, showing no mercy or kindness.
He took out things one by one, but the old centipede had no time to take them back. His hands were trembling, and everything fell to the ground in a mess.
Such an act of survival caused the Taoist priests to laugh even more excitedly, making noisy noises.
Finally, the Taoist priest who was dragging the old centipede lost his patience. He grabbed the rope and grabbed it hard. With a few clicks, he also pried open the dragon palace formation and took out the old centipede's body.
When Old Centipede's formation was broken, he twitched and closed his eyes tightly, looking like he had fainted from fright.
"Hey!" The Taoist priest who fished out the old centipede was ecstatic. He quickly opened his huge mouth, spit out a roll of his tongue, and swallowed the old centipede's body in one bite.
This Taoist priest was a monster in the form of a toad. He stroked his big white belly, shook his body, and burped.
In just ten breaths of time, five arrogant Shezhao Taoist disciples were taken out of the Dragon Palace one after another and filled the bellies of others.
Near the iron spire, only Xu Dao was left alive, and it became quite quiet. And he was staring at the last rope, his mind was spinning thousands of times, and his body had already become tense.
As long as the rope tends to swing towards him, Xu Dao will rush into the evil wind regardless of the situation to prevent himself from being caught by the Taoist priest.
Fortunately, the last rope did not make any movement. Instead, it swayed in a rather boring way.
There was a conversation in the water layer. It was the Taoist priest who was holding the empty rope. He shouted to the toad Taoist priest who had just swallowed the old centipede:
"Hey! What does it feel like to eat a toad?"
"Well..." The Taoist Toad heard this and turned to look at the other person. He held his stomach and said with some embarrassment, "It's like swallowing a date. I only know that there is something in my stomach, but I don't know what it tastes like."
The Taoist priest who was holding the empty rope shook his head and said, "What a bad luck. I didn't even get the chance to choose five out of six."
"Haha!" Several Taoist priests nearby laughed: "It doesn't taste very good, it doesn't taste very good!"
"Why do fellow Taoists care about this? It's just a Taoist disciple. It's not a panacea. Is there anything worth worrying about?"
When the empty-handed Taoist priest saw this, he snorted coldly and muttered: "I think so, most of the spiritual power of the Immortality Fruit is fed to the dragon corpse. What these Taoist disciples get is just the residue of the fruit. You can just eat some of the residue." What’s there to be happy about?”
After saying this, the Taoist priest took the rope in his hand and swam in the direction of the mirage without looking back.
When several other Taoist priests saw this, they all muttered: "Tsk! This guy has bad luck, who is to blame?"
"That's right, Fellow Taoist Linghu is still a guest, you didn't say anything?"
Xu Dao heard the sound, moved his eyes, and found that Taoist Linghu was the only one among the seven Taoist priests who had not put down the rope.
"No wonder the seven Taoist priests only put down six ropes." He understood in his heart, and he breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Before Xu Dao could think about it, he heard the Taoist priests above shouting: "Fellow Taoist Linghu, let's follow him quickly."
"There is also good food over there with the Jiao Corpse. When the time comes, you can also fish with us and enjoy the fun."
"Good!" The huge fox's body swayed in the water. It didn't hesitate at all and agreed immediately.
Speaking of the scene just now, Taoist Linghu was also very greedy.
Just because the five Taoist disciples of Shezhao were all late-stage Taoist disciples, and they had "taken" the Immortality Fruit, the Taoist priests of Shezhao couldn't divide it among themselves, so they could only divide it according to their luck, so naturally there was no chance of taking turns. Go to Taoist Linghu to take action.
Fortunately, one hundred thousand people have entered the Dragon Palace, so it is very lucky.
In the deep and dim lake water, six huge black shadows swam past Xu Dao's head one by one, running towards the direction where the mirage was raging.
By the time the waves in the water subsided, there was nothing in the sky above the iron tower, and all the blood and water had dissipated, as if the terrifying scene just now had never happened.
Only some talisman coins and debris thrown by the old centipede were scattered on the ground of the Dragon Palace, indicating that what Xu Dao saw just now was not an illusion.
Even though the seven Taoist priests left one after another, Xu Dao did not jump out of his hiding place immediately. He still held his breath and concentrated, not moving at all.
It was only when he saw seven more ropes hanging down in the direction of the mirage from a distance that he breathed a sigh of relief.
But Xu Dao still held the jade hook, trying his best to gather his energy, so as not to accidentally expose his whereabouts. He stood up straight, climbed up to a height, looked up at the scene where the mirage was, and became silent.
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I saw seven ropes hanging in the air, lifting one figure after another. There were even several figures climbing one after another on the ropes, connecting them into a string, like a bead curtain.
These are the living people who survived the mirage's mouth due to various chances and coincidences and received great benefits.
There are a lot of them. Even if there is only one in a hundred, hundreds of people out of a hundred thousand people can survive. But if these people escape from the dragon's mouth and enter the mouth of a Taoist priest, their lives will probably not be saved.
In Xu Dao's sight, these people were climbing on the rope put down by the Taoist priest, all of them moving anxiously, as if they were grasping at life-saving straws, just like the five Taoist disciples who had just been devoured.
What made him even more distressed than the scene just now was that because there were only seven ropes lowered from outside the Dragon Palace, many people were still fighting on the ropes.
If the person who climbs first climbs too slowly, the person who climbs later will directly drag down the person above him; if the person who climbs later climbs too fast, the person who climbs first will kick down with his feet, intending to kick the person below him away.
After watching quietly for dozens of breaths, Xu Dao shook his head and looked back, but his face was still gloomy.
Although according to the scene he saw, the seven Taoist priests were feasting and had no time to pay attention to Xu Dao. But this situation also shows that if Xu Dao wants to get out of the Dragon Palace alive, he has no other way.
Either run to the iron tower with a jade hook and try to open the door, or climb up along the rope put down by the Taoist priests and pray that the Taoist priests are full and will not eat him again.
As for these two choices, Xu Dao doesn't need to think too much at all, he will only choose the former one.
Even if he cannot open the iron spire, or if he does, the tower is not a safe place, Xu Dao will eventually choose to run to the boundary of the Dragon Palace formation, and wait until the evil spirit destroys the entire Dragon Palace formation, and then he will
Waiting for an opportunity to escape.
He thought that since he was a practitioner of both immortality and martial arts, and practiced a variety of mind-clearing spells, he should be able to barely survive the outbreak of evil energy.
With many thoughts in his mind, Xu Dao turned around. He looked at the evil wind that was still expanding and getting stronger, and the robe that was tightened around his body. He no longer hesitated in his heart, and he lowered his head and stepped into the scene of Taoist priests fishing for living people behind their backs.
In the midst of evil spirits.
Bah!
The first moment he entered the evil aura, Xu Dao felt a shock in his head. There seemed to be thousands of steel knives around him slashing every part of his body. The shock caused his protective aura to shake, as if it would be shattered in the next moment.
Same.
Almost at the same time, a manic feeling also arose in Xu Dao's heart, constantly bombarding his spiritual platform.
Fortunately, this was not the first time that he had come into contact with evil spirits. He had also used evil spirits before, so he was not unfamiliar with it. He stabilized his body in time, and strode away. The magic spell started to work, and in three or four breaths, he was able to reach the target.
In front of the Iron Tower.
The iron tower was enveloped by the howling evil wind, with ghosts crying and wolves howling. Xu Dao didn't know how long he could last in the evil wind, so he had to act quickly.
Xu Dao grabbed the breath-collecting jade hook and handed it directly to the iron door's key.
There is a groove on the iron gate on the tower, the size of which coincides with the jade hook in his hand. After the jade hook is placed on it, the hook will emit light on its own, and spiritual energy will flow in it.
In an instant, the lines on the iron door twisted and wandered wildly, and emitted a light like a jade hook.
A dragon carved on the iron door suddenly appeared, with rustling scales and claws ripping its mane, as if it was about to fly out of the iron door.
At the eyes of the dragon pattern, there is the jade hook that Xu Dao just placed.
Fortunately, although this scene was magical, the movement was not too loud, and the dragon pattern on the iron gate did not actually pounce out and bite Xu Dao. Otherwise, whether it alarmed the Taoist priest who was "fishing" or attacked him, Xu Dao would not be affected.
It's not a good thing to say.
Click, click, the dragon pattern swims silently, entrenched in the middle.
The iron door collapsed inward, cracking a hole as high as a person's height, and forming a stairway leading to the high ground of the iron tower. It was pitch black inside, making it difficult to see the details of the path.
Only two simple big characters appeared on the first step of the stairs, "Hua Cong".
"Transform into a cage...transform into a dragon?" Xu Dao looked at the scene in front of him, paused slightly, and immediately stepped inside.
Whoosh!
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly shot from behind him, trying to get into the door first.
The golden light suddenly appeared, although Xu Dao was slightly startled, but he raised his eyes, snorted coldly, raised his hand and fired several spells, the cold light flashed between his hands, and the thunder and fire roared.
Bang bang! The spell hit the golden light, hit it firmly, and drove it into the soil with a slap.
Xu Dao didn't think much, and while stepping into the iron tower, he struck out with another palm, preparing to kill and break the thing.
At this moment, another slightly familiar voice called out:
"Fellow Taoist, spare your life!"
Hearing this voice, Xu Dao raised his eyebrows, but he still sneered and struck hard, hitting the golden light.
"Ah!" Immediately there was another scream, allowing Xu Dao to vaguely confirm the identity of the other party. So he stood inside the iron tower door, blocking the entrance, and lowered his eyes to look down.
A golden centipede several feet long appeared in Xu Dao's eyes. The centipede was covered in black smoke and covered in bruises, making it look miserable.
"Old centipede?" Xu Dao raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise.
This golden-yellow centipede was exactly the centipede monster that had a relationship with him and "died" in his hands once. It was the Yin beast under the command of the old centipede, a Taoist disciple of Shezhao.
Instantly, Xu Dao became interested.
The old centipede's body has been swallowed by the toad Taoist priest, and not even the residue is left, but this guy's Yin beast is still alive. And from the looks of it, its Yin spirit is still hidden in the centipede's body, and it has survived.
Xu Dao thought to himself: "You are really good at practicing law. This guy can actually escape with his life under the nose of the Taoist priest."
It was just a coincidence that the old centipede wanted to take advantage of someone he promised. It seemed that he was really impatient and wanted to die.
Xu Dao restrained the severely injured golden centipede, stretched out his hand to pick it up, and squinted his eyes to examine it.