Self-cultivation of Dragon Palace disciples

Zhang Shuo was standing next to Feng Ning at this time, and he also noticed the logo on the Taoist priest's cuff. He said these two words coldly, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"You know this Taoist priest?" Feng Ning glanced at Zhang Shuo in surprise.

"I don't know this Taoist priest, but I recognize the logo on his cuff." Zhang Shuo looked at the Taoist priest full of evil vigilantly, and the handle of the halberd in his hand turned white from being pinched.

"Ghost Valley is a sect of the human race, but this sect has always acted perversely and cruelly. Their methods are extremely cruel, and their reputation is not very good even among the human race."

Zhang Shuo didn't deliberately lower his voice when he spoke, his words were clearly transmitted to the ears of the Taoist standing in the sky.

This Taoist has a long and thin face, a gray Taoist robe, and fierce eyebrows.

The red evil spirit around him turned into all kinds of wailing and terrifying grimaces, all kinds of faces were tumbling, and he looked at the three of Feng Ning and the others playfully, as if he was looking at prey.

Villains like to pose like this?

Feng Ning raised his eyebrows, without saying a word, when he raised his hand, a powerful and unparalleled mana condensed in his hand, and the rich water spirit and wind spirit gathered in the palm of his hand.

The surrounding space began to tremble, and the originally calm sea surface suddenly became violently windy, and the sea water rolled up and down.

The originally clear sky was quickly covered by cloudy clouds!

Rumble!

In the dark clouds, the thunder was rolling, and the huge thunder made the whole sky tremble!

Click!

A pale thunder fell, directly hitting the Taoist standing in the sky.

The ghost eye in the Taoist priest's hand was also extraordinary. The moment the thunder was about to hit the Taoist priest, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out and enveloped him.

Seeing that the opponent blocked Lei Ting easily, Feng Ning didn't react at all.

Because this thunder is not his spell, but the additional attack effect of the spell he is about to cast.

Feng Ning lightly waved his hand.

The howling cold wind blows, the dark clouds in the sky surge, and the tornado hits!

Following Feng Ning's silent recitation, the surrounding sea water surged into the sky instantly, like a long dragon, submerging into the dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, arrow-like raindrops descended densely from the sky and slapped directly towards the Taoist Guigu.

When the originally calm Taoist priest saw the rain of arrows, his proud face suddenly turned pale.

Everyone was a little confused.

What means is this?

Who the hell is that young man with such cultivation?

Only then did he realize that what he had done recently seemed to have really offended the Dragon Clan in the Dragon Palace!

Before he had time to think about it, he poured all his mana into the ghost's eyes with all his strength.

The ghost eye was infused with the magic power of the Taoist priest, and the bead itself began to tremble violently, and a solid blood barrier protected the Taoist priest's body.

At this time, the Taoist priest's face was already pale, without the slightest trace of blood.

His expression showed even more fatigue.

pat!

Water-blue raindrops fell and hit the barrier heavily, making a muffled sound like a bell.

"Block it!" The Taoist was a little happy in his heart, and looked at the ghost eye in his hand, it really was a treasure!

He excitedly glanced at the ghost eye in his hand, and just when he was about to say something harsh to Feng Ning, raindrops with a blue halo fell quickly.

How could the blood-colored barrier withstand such frequent attacks? In just a few breaths, a crack appeared on the surface of the barrier.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more.

After the Taoist's unbelievable diffraction, the bloody barrier was ruthlessly crushed by the dense raindrops.

The Taoist priests who were exposed to the rain only felt that the sky was shaking, and every drop of rain fell like a sharp sword.

The raindrops fell on the Taoist priest, easily piercing his clothes, his flesh and bones!

The Taoist wanted to run, but in this gloomy and dark world, he only felt that it was very difficult for him to even move.

It was just a short time to breathe, and the Taoist priest covered by the tornado rain was directly turned into a bloody man by the raindrops.

What made him most desperate was that the raindrops couldn't help piercing his body, took away his flesh and blood, and drained his soul.

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist priest died under the power of the tornado rain.

A gust of wind blew past, and the residue left by the Taoist priest was blown away directly.

Only one shining red bead was left falling from the sky.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Feng Ning stepped forward and reached out to catch the beads.

"Discover an unknown magic weapon, whether to decompose it?"

Just when Feng Ning was about to disassemble it, the ghost eye in his hand suddenly came to life. It slammed left and right, as if trying to break free from Feng Ning's grasp.

But Feng Ning would not be used to the opponent's faults, and directly chose to disassemble!

"Crack!"

The bead in his hand made a sound like porcelain cracking, and then it turned into a ball of white powder and was blown away.

"……That's it?"

Feng Ning originally thought that a Taoist priest who could fight Zhang Shuo on par with him should be very strong. After the tornado and rain strike, he gathered his mana to prepare for another dragon soaring!

As a result, this Taoist priest couldn't even withstand a tornado rain strike!

Really dish!

Unhappily clapping the powder in his hand, Feng Ning looked at Qingyu and grinned, "This Taoist priest's strength is too poor, so he was dealt with so easily."

Zhang Shuo stared at Feng Ning dumbfounded. Although this Taoist priest was weak, the bead in his hand was definitely not an inferior treasure.

I didn't expect this white dragon to be so ruthless, directly crushing the opponent's magic weapon!

This made him realize Feng Ning's terrifying strength more clearly.

But at the same time, he was also a little dazed. The Taoist priest who had caused him a lot of losses just now couldn't even take a single move.

Am I too weak, or is Feng Ning too strong?

Just when Zhang Shuo fell into self-doubt, Feng Ning had already called Qingyu to leave quickly.

While leaving, he also looked at his panel.

"Complete division missions, gain battle experience: 232744, get silver coins: 113389"

"Teaching is indeed the easiest task to obtain experience and silver coins!" Feng Ning grinned, unable to hide his smile.

He can't wait to take on the second division mission.

As long as there are silver coins, is the practice of the five elements a problem?

No!

At the same time, near a cliff on the coast of the East China Sea, five Taoist priests of the Ghost Valley Sect looked coldly at what had just happened in the East China Sea.

Their faces were extremely pale.

"Unexpectedly, a few yakshas will attract the strong men of the Dragon Palace to take action. This dragon clan should not be underestimated!"

It took a long time before they regained their composure, and one of them said: "The people of the Dragon Clan have already taken the imitation of Ghost Eye, shall we continue to carry out the plan?"

Because they were far away, they didn't see clearly that Feng Ning directly disassembled the ghost eye while catching it.

So they thought that Feng Ning had put away the ghost eyes.

After all, treasures like ghost eyes are evil, but for those who need magic weapons, they will never give up or destroy them.

Good fortune for the Dragon Clan!

This is the experience passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.