Serpent Ancestor

Chapter 219: Snake-Dog Combination, Re-emerging in the Jianghu

Liu Chengfeng was extremely furious, and the other two were also seething with rage, having been deceived, wishing they could skin that black dog alive.

But they knew now was not the time for revenge.

"You little beast, do you really think you can kill me? Today, I'll swallow you whole!"

The Thirteenth Ancestor's divine sense continued to echo, and his headless corpse rose, countless small snakes shooting out from his neck, only to be struck down by thunder once more.

The deafening roar split the air, striking the Thirteenth Ancestor with black smoke, and the ground cracked open into a hundred-zhang deep pit, blasting him into the earth.

Hei Huang's face twisted with pain; these Yin Thunderbolts were not cheap, each attack consuming top-grade spirit stones, it was like burning money!

It was only because this group generously contributed over a hundred top-grade spirit stones that he dared to be so extravagant.

"Jie jie jie jie jie! You can't kill me!"

A sinister laugh echoed from underground, the Thirteenth Ancestor emerged like a vengeful spirit, his broken body writhing like a snake, swift as lightning, rising again, a terrifying devouring force emanating from where his head should be, aimed at the black dog.

Continuously, up and down, the laughter grew sharper, like a ghostly wail.

"Mad, the Thirteenth Ancestor is truly mad!"

Liu Chengfeng watched, his mouth dry.

"And that black dog, it's also a most evil creature, the two demons are fighting, it's best if they both die here!"

Liu Chengfeng felt a chill in his heart, pulling out a row of black steel nails, striking them at the formation, the nails shooting out continuously, each attack at the same small point.

The other two also used their own methods, attacking the same spot.

Under the full assault of the three, the formation finally showed a tiny hole, only the size of a sesame seed. Jiang Lang released a Thunder Pearl, which exploded at the breach, rapidly expanding it, cracks spreading.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and help!"

The Thirteenth Ancestor's cold voice echoed from underground.

No one looked back, only thinking of escaping with their lives.

"Escape? What is there to escape from? This beast is merely at the Foundation Establishment stage, and it has scared you all? Let's join forces and destroy it, eat black dog meat! Drink black dog blood!"

The Thirteenth Ancestor's ghostly laughter continued.

Liu Chengfeng ignored him, not listening to a word from this madman.

Shen Qingzhu looked back, only to see the Thirteenth Ancestor had turned into a shriveled snake-like creature, his limbs shattered by thunder, his head exploded.

But his torso still moved, black flesh churning, sprouting tumors like hellish creatures, sending chills down one's spine.

Even his mind was somewhat deranged, sometimes laughing maniacally, sometimes roaring, each time he rose into the air, he was struck back by a bolt of Yin Thunder.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two sides, the three of them broke open the gap, about to escape, completely ignoring whether the Thirteenth Ancestor lived or died.

Hei Huang was a bit anxious, transmitting to Xu Hei: "Don't just stand there, come help, we'll split the spoils fifty-fifty!"

Xu Hei cursed the old dog in his heart for being unreliable, always leaving him to clean up the mess.

But he didn't need to be told; Xu Hei knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He had already moved ahead, arriving at the breach in the formation, wearing Zhou Qing's straw hat, no one could detect his presence.

At this moment, the breach in the formation was large enough.

Liu Chengfeng threw out a flying sword, shooting it outside the hole, using it as a bridge to perform a transfer technique, allowing himself to appear on the flying sword, thus escaping the formation.

Jiang Lang was more straightforward, directly sticking his head out, his body shrinking into a long shape. This was the Bone Shrinking Escape Technique, allowing him to squeeze through even the smallest openings.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a massive shadow appeared abruptly in front of him.

Carrying a fierce impact, it came crashing towards his forehead without warning.

It was the tip of the Black Dragon Pagoda!

"Not good!" Jiang Lang's face changed dramatically, trying to retract himself.

"Thud!!"

The tip struck, and Jiang Lang's head was smashed into a large hole, blood spurting out, the light of his defensive magical treasures shattering one by one, his true essence dissipating.

Jiang Lang let out a miserable cry, flying backward, landing on the ground, his body convulsing continuously.

"Brother Jiang!"

Liu Chengfeng's face changed drastically, looking back, his flying sword had disappeared, swallowed by the Black Dragon Pagoda.

Outside, there was no one, only a man-high tower standing.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Shen Qingzhu's face was pale, completely bewildered.

Xu Hei did not show himself, staying underground, controlling the Black Dragon Pagoda, smashing anyone who came out, a single snake blocking the way, none could pass.

Under normal circumstances, a Core Formation stage cultivator would not be so easily hit, but as long as Xu Hei guarded this pass, anyone who came would be struck, a hundred hits, a hundred successes.

"Damn it! This beast has accomplices!"

Liu Chengfeng gritted his teeth in hatred.

Shameless, too shameless!

Inside, two demons were fighting, and outside, some unknown thing was blocking the exit. They had been swindled of their possessions, and now they were being hunted to the end. He had never seen such despicable tactics in his life!

Liu Chengfeng took out a handful of black steel nails, flinging them out, shooting towards the Black Dragon Pagoda, hitting its surface with a clinking sound, but the tower remained undamaged.

Xu Hei ignored it, contemplating whether to throw some dirty tricks inside.

Suddenly, the steel nails seemed to find his hiding place, shooting downward!

These nails were Soul Chasing Nails, capable of locking onto their target's position through the divine sense imprint on a magical treasure.

As long as they caught a trace of the target's divine sense, they could chase them to the ends of the earth.

However, Xu Hei's straw hat was not to be underestimated, allowing his aura to be elusive, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes left, sometimes right, making it difficult for the Soul Chasing Nails to fully lock on.

"Thud thud thud thud thud..."

Most of the Soul Chasing Nails brushed past Xu Hei, with some shooting directly at him. Xu Hei willed the dragon scales to form a shield in front, blocking all the nails.

Taking this opportunity, Shen Qingzhu had already squeezed half of her body out.

"Trying to escape?"

Xu Hei multitasked, the Black Dragon Pagoda struck again, pushing Shen Qingzhu back, but this time, she was prepared, summoning a lotus platform to block in front, with strong force-dissipating capabilities, but she underestimated the strength of the Black Dragon Pagoda.

"Boom!!"

The lotus platform shattered, Shen Qingzhu spat blood, her arms turned to nothingness. Her cultivation was a level weaker, no matter how she urged her magical treasures, they couldn't exert their full power.

With just one strike, she was worse off than Jiang Lang, her body bursting with blood, her meridians severed, flying back, landing beside Jiang Lang. Fortunately, she had the jade pendant from the first ancestor of the Purple Mist Sect protecting her heart, otherwise, she would have died!

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The Soul Chasing Nails that had just been shot out rapidly gathered together, forming the shape of a flying sword.

"What!"

Xu Hei's face changed slightly, seeing Liu Chengfeng forming a hand seal, his figure instantly disappearing within the formation.

The next second, he appeared on the flying sword.

Just now, while Xu Hei was attacking his Dao companion and blocking the Soul Chasing Nails, he used this diversion tactic to complete the transfer.

The Soul Chasing Nails he released were not meant to attack the opponent, but to form a flying sword to perform his transfer technique.