Becoming A Dragon In A Martial Arts World

  Chapter 382 Ability without levels, the big monster of the ghost clan

  Bai Chuan stared at the familiar scene in front of him in bewilderment, his slender dragon body was a little stiff, he frowned and looked around in confusion, what's going on?

  Why did he come back directly?

   Just went back in time, and came back without even starting to explore?

  One chance is gone?

  Bai Chuan began to think about the previous situation. He seemed to suspect that there was something wrong with a tortoise, and after preparing to attack the seemingly weak tortoise, his eyes went dark...

   That is to say, there must be something wrong with the turtle spirit!

   Being able to deal with him in an instant while he was vigilant, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to be a creature of the real fairy realm, and it should be a fairy-level creature at the very least!

   But what is it that makes a fairy-level creature willing to stay beside the Shilong corpse, which is only a false fairy? What happened to Shilong in the past?

   Various doubts flickered in his mind, and the next moment Bai Chuan collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about them.

  Since that weird and mysterious tortoise wants him to take it with him, right? Then he doesn’t inquire about it anymore. Thinking of this, Bai Chuan silently looked at a certain special ability—【Na Ling】.

[Na Ling: Contaminated with mysterious power, the host of the ability can have a system to absorb thousands of remnant spirits. When encountering a fatal crisis, there is a chance to activate it, absorb the power of the spirit to revive, and continuously increase itself until the power is endless. Explode yourself. 】

   This is the explanation behind the ability that Bai Chuan didn't read the explanation before, and it is also the first special ability he has encountered without a level. He silently stares at the three words "endless" in the ability explanation.

  Perhaps, this may be the key to his breaking the game.

  Thinking about this, Bai Chuan clicked on the driver of the ability panel again.

  Accompanied by a familiar scene, a slightly familiar call came again in the darkness.

  Bai Chuan directly opened his eyes, no longer wasted time looking at the ability panel, after slapping all the little evil spirits who tried to bite his flesh to death, he carefully observed the surroundings.

   What came into his eyes was the corpses of the little evil ghosts who had been killed in twos and threes not far away. They seemed to have been scratched to death by the claws of some kind of creature.

  Seeing this, Bai Chuan remembered what the little turtle spirit said last time, that the other party had been guarding beside his body, driving away the little evil spirits that came over, that is to say, the statement was true?

   While thinking, he was about to look for a certain figure when he heard an exclamation.

'coming! '

  Frozen in his heart, Bai Chuan turned around without showing any signs of expression, and sure enough, he saw a little turtle standing like a human being, dropping the things in his hands and running over in surprise.

"Who are you?"

  A voice of doubt came from Bai Chuan's mouth again. At this moment, he was like a dragon who had just woken up inexplicably, felt unfamiliar with everything, and was wary of strange visitors, even wanting to kill him.

  …

  Next, Bai Chuan just quietly watched the mysterious tortoise in front of him repeat the previous scene, just like the audience in the auditorium watching the old general on the stage.

  In the end, I no longer tried to test it, but directly brought it as the other party wished.

   "Tell me, where is the Demon Court?"

  Since he brought the other party with him, Bai Chuan simply pretended not to know what happened to him last time, and directly treated the other party as a little demon and bluntly asked the information he wanted to know.

As if he had got a satisfactory answer, the little turtle spirit was also taken aback when he heard the words, and said in a somewhat embarrassed way: "My lord, you don't know that the demon court is not a whole, but a collection of four demon kings." Huge power."

   "Are there any? Where is the closest?"

   Bai Chuan narrowed his scarlet dragon eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The little tortoise looked down, and hurriedly said: "They are scattered in the four corners of the demon land. Among them, the demon king in the eastern plain area is named Baihao Demon King, and the demon king in the western forest is named Qinyuan Demon King. , the demon king in the swamp area to the south, the demon king..."

  The little turtle glanced carefully at Bai Chuan before whispering, "The demon king in the swamp area to the south calls himself the Dragon King...and is the closest to us."

   "Alright, let's go to the swamp area in the south first."

  Hearing this, Bai Chuan said decisively.

  …

  The land of monsters, Longze.

  On the endless emerald green and yellow grass, a team like a long dragon hovered in the grass here.

   Looking carefully, it is a line of countless civilians carrying a lot of luggage, and a few teams flying around with sword lights flying around to maintain order and seem to be fleeing.

   In fact, it is true.

   This team is indeed fleeing, and its leader at the forefront is Fang Shouren, the head of the Fang family of the Yuanying family.

  The Fang family was originally a famous and prominent family in a small country in Hezhou.

  However, no matter how powerful it used to be, now it can only flee with all the wealth in a hurry.

  Because, Hezhou is no longer peaceful and prosperous in the past, and has already been caught in the smoke of war.

   That was the battle between the suzerain state of Hezhou and the suzerain state of Xizhou, the two great sects of the God Transformation Realm!

  The reason is unknown, that is not the truth they can know.

  The only thing they can do is before the flames of war spread to them, take all the wealth they can bring, cross Longze in the demon land, and rush to the peaceful Shengzhou.

   It is also thanks to the fact that the small country where their Fang family is located is not far from the edge of Hezhou. Otherwise, with a small Nascent Soul, it would be difficult to shelter such a large population from Hezhou.

After all, today is not what it used to be. With the appearance of a large group of strange creatures from nowhere in the eyes of the world, the wilds in all parts of the world have become extremely dangerous since then. , can easily kill Nascent Soul and even Huashen's terrifying ghost clan.

   Some of the big ghost kings can even fight with the "immortals" on the realm of transforming gods without falling behind, and even "fairy"!

  At this moment, in front of the team, inside the sturdy and magnificent spaceship, two men, one long and one young, were sitting opposite each other pouring tea and drinking.

"Longze, according to legend, this place was not called Longze, but Jueze. It is a place where poisonous insects rarely live. The people who live here are either the rare Miao people who live and dance with poisonous insects, or Those ghost villages that have become spirits gather together."

   "However, since the Dragon Mansion in Yaoyu was destroyed by the four kings of Yaoting, the Southern King, a 'dragon' occupied it, and changed its name to Longze."

   "Now, when we pass by here, we must be extremely careful, if something is wrong..."

  You can abandon those ordinary casual repairs!

  The majestic man did not say the last sentence, but the cold light in his eyes revealed his thoughts.

In the eyes of these immortal cultivators, casual cultivators are a group that is less valuable than mortals. After all, when they arrive at a new place, as long as they come up with various pills and treasures, those casual cultivators will naturally smell it. Sharks flock to the world, but mortals are different.

Although they don't have the aptitude to cultivate immortals, they are protected by the laws of the dynasty in secular dynasties, especially in some dynasties that follow the system of population belief and apotheosis. Although he is a cultivator, he still cannot escape the service of ordinary people, especially those who are loyal and have no disadvantages.

  No matter where they are, the mortals they bring with them are the most important resource after the family relocation, allowing them to go through the early stage smoothly.

   "Yes, Father."

  When the young man Fang Shouli heard this, his heart felt the same. As the most outstanding heir of the Fang family, he could naturally hear the meaning behind his father Fang Shouren's words.

"ah-"

   At this moment, there was a scream and exclamation from outside the spaceship.

"problem occurs!"

  In an instant, the two father and son couldn't help but look at each other, and a burst of spiritual light flew out from the cabin.

  The next moment, as soon as they got out of the spaceship, the pupils of the two father and son shrank suddenly, because they suddenly discovered that at some point, an extremely exaggerated white mist filled the endless grassland! Visibility instantly dropped to almost zero!

  The white mist was like substance. At this moment, the two father and son of the Fang family looked around, but they couldn't see the huge team before, only the screams kept coming.

  At this moment, everyone on the entire spaceship is facing an enemy.

Fang Shouren subconsciously summoned a gust of spiritual wind, trying to disperse the white mist. However, in the past, the spiritual wind that could easily blow away a small bag of dirt from the early stage of the Jindan, was in front of this seemingly weak white mist. , but completely motionless!

  The Patriarch of the Fang family in the late Jindan period also frowned when he saw this, and raised a big hand to set off a sea of ​​​​fire and spread over it, but it still didn't work.

   "Woooooooooooooo..."

   It seems that the behavior of the two father and son of the Fang family offended something. A woman's cry suddenly came from the white mist, and a white shadow with blood beads flashed away...

  At the same time, Bai Chuan, who was rushing to the swamp area in the south with Little Turtle, also stopped at this moment.

   "Dragon, Dragon Master, it's not good, we seem to have encountered a big monster from the ghost clan!"

  The little tortoise's crying and terrified voice sounded at the right time. Bai Chuan just glanced at it, and stopped paying attention to the mysterious tortoise who was pretending.

  He began to recall the information about the ghost race in his mind.

  The ghost clan is the unified title of the mysterious race like the little evil ghost. It is a text message deciphered from the strange runes obtained by some powerful monks who entered some clusters of ghost tribes.

The big monster is a ghost in the ghost race that is so powerful that it has its own special title. Its strength varies, but the last one is equal to the realm of transforming gods, that is, the overlord of the planet that Bai Chuan was most familiar with, The land of fairyland.

  This world is somewhat similar to the world of cultivating immortals in Bai Chuan's memory, but the development is extremely vigorous, far surpassing all the worlds Bai Chuan has experienced before!

   "It's just a big monster, it doesn't matter."

  Looking at the strange shadowy white mist around him, Bai Chuan smiled.

   Just for him to try out the true power of his newly acquired ability!

As the words fell, the aura around Bai Chuan changed. A dazzling scarlet radiance shot out from the tyrannical dragon's eyes. All kinds of ghosts around the ferocious and frightening dragon, who were whimpering from time to time, elongated their figures with bared teeth and claws as if they had been stimulated by something. The void tore randomly, and a more intense and gloomy atmosphere began to permeate quietly.

  At this moment, as if Bai Chuan had received some kind of help, his scarlet dragon eyes saw through the strange white mist, and here he saw—

  A black and white figure!

   "It turns out that you are playing tricks!"

  Looking at that figure, Bai Chuan unconsciously showed a smirk, moved the dragon body that exploded and began to approach step by step.

  At this moment, against the backdrop of the hazy white mist, Bai Chuan's posture actually looked more like an evil spirit from **** than the original owner who created the white mist!

  Dragon among ghosts!

  …

   "Damn, where the hell? Get out!"

  In the white mist, Fang Shouli and his father, together with the guest servants around him, looked around vigilantly back to back, not even daring to wipe off the cold sweat quietly secreting from his forehead. He had never met such a difficult creature.

Not only is there no trace of spiritual light in the whole body, but it is not like their immortal cultivators who use various magic weapons to kill the enemy. Some of them only have silent and mysterious movements like teleportation, and the bone in their hands is like a kind of creature. The resulting sharp sword, once the bone sword is shot, will surely see blood before returning!

  It was only a few times of contact. Not only did several guest officials die one after another, but both their father and son were injured countless times, and several of the magic weapons on their bodies were directly scrapped.

   Those are all made up of the accumulation of spirit stones that are more expensive than real gold and silver!

   Now, in a short period of time, several top-quality instruments have been scrapped!

  Even Feijian made several gaps in several collisions.

  Through thinking, he looked at the conspicuous gap on the flying sword, and felt a chill in his heart.

  But at this moment, perhaps because of his loss of consciousness, a shadow flashed by in an instant.

   "Poof!"

"Oh no!"

   In the pain of eating, a severed hand flew up, and blood flew.

  Fang Shouli couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

   "Monster! Monster!"

   "Run! Run away! This is not something we can contend with!"

   Continuous deaths, coupled with one of the strongest monks in the eyes of everyone, the young master of the Fang family lost his hand.

  Those guests who had no deep relationship with the Fang family could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, broke up and wanted to flee to various places in order to survive.

   "Boom!"

   There was a dull impact sound.

   That was the sound of a monk running away in a hurry, accidentally bumping into something as hard as a thick wall!

  In an instant, the cultivator who was only at the foundation level fell from the air, and the flying sword lost its light and fell to the side.

   Panicked, the Foundation Establishment cultivator couldn't help but raised his head to look at the person who came, his eyes froze for a moment,

   "Buzz buzz..."

  The ground trembled slightly, which was spontaneously caused by the trampling of extremely heavy things on the ground.

   But at this moment, the cultivator who established the foundation had no energy to pay attention to these things, because what appeared in front of him was a monster that was more terrifying than that "monster"!

  The sharp dragon horns soaring into the sky, the scarlet dragon eyes filled with endless tyranny, the muscular dragon body, and countless mournful and howling ghosts surrounded each other.

   "Don't, don't, you can't kill me! My grandpa is a powerful Nascent Soul! If you kill me, grandpa will never let you go!"

On the other side, seeing the woman holding the bone sword approaching step by step, Fang Shouren, who was closest to her, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and retreated while muttering to himself, but suddenly the woman stopped, and the bone sword in her hand The unstoppable blood dripping from the sword kept dripping.

  She turned around and looked at...

  (end of this chapter)