Chapter 427 Competition for Spirit Veins

Knowing that it was inevitable to snatch the spirit veins face to face with the three people behind, Ning Cheng swallowed a shape-changing pill. Even if the other party guessed who he was, he would have to change his appearance and aura. Guessing and affirming were two different things. After taking the Yixing Pill, Ning Cheng instantly changed his aura, and at the same time changed his form into a bearded middle-aged man.

As Ning Cheng descended deeper and deeper, he also sensed this huge hidden formation underground more and more clearly. If it wasn't for Wu Mao's help, Ning Cheng felt that he might not be able to find this place.

Now that he has found the concealment formation, it is not difficult for Ning Cheng to enter the concealment formation and find the spiritual vein. It is not difficult for him, but for Wu Mao, it must be easier. If it were another monk, he could enter the hidden formation to avoid it. Facing Wu Mao, this move obviously wouldn't work.

"Crack..." Ning Cheng directly sacrificed the Nirvana Spear, without even a single extra movement, a single shot blasted a gap in the concealment formation.

No matter how powerful this concealment formation is, it has no defensive function. Not to mention Ning Cheng, even an ordinary monk can blast away.

After the natural concealment formation was blown away, the incomparably rich spiritual breath overflowed instantly, and several people behind Ning Cheng noticed it at the same time. Originally, the three of them were following Wu Mao, but now that Ning Cheng broke through the concealment formation, and the breath of the spirit vein overflowed, no one was willing to follow Wu Mao, and rushed to Ning Cheng's side one after another.

Ning Cheng also saw a huge underground space while blasting away the concealment formation, and a huge spiritual vein like a mountain was right in front of his eyes. This is an incomplete spiritual vein, but the strong spiritual breath emanating from this spiritual vein made Ning Cheng sure that this is not a low-grade spiritual vein.

It's just that the spirit vein was broken into three pieces. One of them disappeared. There are still some faint traces. The other two sections are hundreds of feet long. There is also a section that is only more than ten feet long.

Without any hesitation, Ning Cheng threw out a formation flag, encircling the hundreds of feet long spiritual veins, and at the same time frantically pulled them into his own small world.

"Boom boom boom..." The spiritual vein made a violent sound after being pulled, and the violent vibration made the entire Gailing Mountain tremble slightly.

"Om..."

Before Ning Cheng pulled away the spiritual vein, a meteor-like killing light had already arrived in front of Ning Cheng's eyes.

Ning Cheng's Nirvana Spear was unleashed, and blasted together with this killing light. There was a bang. The huge impact force made Ning Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood, even so, Ning Cheng didn't take half a step back.

"Swish..." Four figures appeared around Ning Cheng almost at the same time, surrounding Ning Cheng. At this time, Ning Cheng just put away this huge spiritual vein that was hundreds of feet long,

In this underground space, there is only a section of spiritual veins that are only a few dozen feet left here.

Ning Cheng didn't touch this small spiritual vein that was more than ten meters away, he knew that he had no chance. Relying on taking the first step, he was bombarded for a while, and he was proficient in the formation, so he got this spiritual vein of hundreds of feet. Now his task is not another spiritual vein. It's a matter of how to go.

As for being recognized by the other four people, Ning Cheng knew that it would be a matter of time and for sure. After all, there are not many formation masters in Tianzhou. The formation level he showed had nothing to hide, so he didn't even hide the Nirvana Spear.

Even if the other party knew that Ning Cheng did it, there was nothing he could do. This kind of ownerless thing, whoever has the ability will snatch it.

Here, if your strength is far stronger than your opponent and you want to make trouble for the opponent, even if there is no reason, you can make a reason out of nothing. If your strength is not enough to crush the opponent, even if you have obtained solid evidence, you have to be patient, just like Dayi Island versus the Red Star Sword Sect.

And Ning Cheng took Yi Xing Pill, the other party can only guess, it is impossible to be sure that he is Ning Cheng.

"Put the things down, and get out." The one who spoke was a long-bearded monk on the sixth floor of the Cauldron Transformation, which is also where his cultivation base is the highest.

Ning Cheng noticed that Wu Mao blocked his way, intentionally or unintentionally dropped some formation flags. Sang Jiezhu and the short and thin Huading five-layer stood on the ten-foot spiritual vein, seemingly trying to intercept him, but Ning Cheng was sure that once he escaped, Sang Jiezhu and the short and thin monk would be the first to stop him. Time will divide that small segment of spirit veins.

"Put things down, Brother Yu and I will definitely not do anything to you, otherwise we will die." Wu Mao said coldly after throwing down a few formation flags again.

"Dream, even if it's this part of the spirit vein, I will take it away..." Ning Cheng knew what Wu Mao was thinking, and directly rushed towards the spirit vein under the feet of Sang Jiezhu and the dwarf monk Huading.

"Looking for death..." the long-bearded monk yelled angrily. He didn't expect Ning Cheng to be so bold and greedy. Not only did he not take out the spiritual veins that were hundreds of meters long, but he also took away the remaining small pieces of spiritual veins, which was shameless to the extreme.

Even Sang Jiezhu and the little monk standing on the small piece of spiritual vein did not expect that Ning Cheng would continue to snatch the remaining small piece of spiritual vein.

The four of them were completely furious at this moment, and attacked Ning Cheng at the same time.

Numerous magic lights blasted towards Ning Cheng, and the moment Ning Cheng approached the spiritual vein, his figure suddenly faded.

"No, he wants to escape..." The short and thin monk was the first to react, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Boom..." No matter how fast Ning Cheng was, even on the premise of deliberately snatching the remaining spiritual veins, he suddenly turned and teleported away, but he was still bombarded by several real yuan lights on his vest.

Ning Cheng opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood again, before disappearing without a trace.

If Wu Mao hadn't been a more powerful formation master than him, even if Ning Cheng wanted to escape, he wouldn't be in such a mess. What Ning Cheng is most afraid of is that he will fight with the other three, and Wu Mao will arrange formations on the side. He doesn't need to care about the formations arranged by others, but he doesn't care about the formations arranged by Wu Mao.

So Ning Cheng would rather risk his life to receive a blow than run away. What's more, he has already seen that when he collected the spiritual veins, Wu Mao sealed the surrounding area with array flags. The only place he can escape is to return along the same road. If you don't escape along the same path, you will have to face several people joining forces.

"It turned out to be a teleportation. Fortunately, he is seriously injured, and he will definitely not be able to go far..." The short and fifth-level monk of Huading cried out in shock.

Before the short monk finished speaking, Wu Mao and the long-bearded monk had already chased after him.

"It's not teleportation, it's because he has a magic weapon for teleportation, it is very likely to be the refined Shuangye Tianyunxia." Sang Jiezhu cut off the remaining ten zhang spiritual veins while speaking.

"One and half of us." After Sang Jiezhu finished speaking, he had already put away the part that had been cut off by her.

"Palace Master Sang is so clever that he didn't even chase after him." The short and thin monk Huading chuckled, and put away the rest without talking to Sang Jiezhu.

Sang Jiezhu smiled slightly, didn't answer at all, turned around and turned in another direction, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Wu Mao left, and the simple trap he temporarily arranged here couldn't restrain her, Sang Jiezhu.

How could she not understand what the little monk said, this guy knew that Ning Cheng was not using teleportation, but he just said it was teleportation, and then said that Ning Cheng was seriously injured. Ning Cheng has a spiritual vein of hundreds of feet, and Shuangye Tianyunxia, ​​even if she has the sixth level of the cauldron, she can catch up. If the three of them catch up, then the remaining ten zhang spirit veins here will all belong to this guy.

Wu Mao and the long-bearded monk who were chasing after him were the master of formation and the other was the sixth level of the cauldron. Of course, the two of them were not reconciled to the four of them allocating more than ten feet of spiritual veins, so they wanted to chase Ning Cheng. But for Sang Jiezhu, she is very satisfied with getting a few feet of spiritual veins.

The few people who came here to partner, plus the monk who escaped, are not easy to mess with.

Wu Mao must have discovered the spiritual pulse long ago, but still pretended not to know. If it wasn't for the guy who rushed out halfway, the three of them might have worked so hard to help Wu Mao make the wedding dress.

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Ning Cheng was not wrong, after he came out along the place he escaped into before, a trap formed around him again. As long as this trap traps him for three breaths, Wu Mao and the others can catch up.

Fortunately, when Duntu entered, Ning Cheng had already left behind, and he threw several formation flags as soon as he came out. There is indeed a trapped formation arranged by Wu Mao, and there is also a bursting formation left behind by him.

After several formation flags were dropped, there was a bang, and within two breaths, there was a gap in Wu Mao's trapped formation.

When Tianyun's wings waved lightly, Ning Cheng disappeared without a trace from this gap. At this time, Wu Mao and the other long-bearded monk named the sixth floor of the cauldron had just come out.

The two didn't continue to chase, they knew that even if their cultivation level was higher, the guy with Tianyun's wings would not be able to catch up. It's a pity that in order to chase Ning Cheng, the two didn't even share the remaining spiritual veins. He became a real person who draws water from a bamboo basket.

Wu Mao's face was extremely ugly, "Brother Yu, even if this person's level of formation is not as good as mine, he is at least at the level of a grandmaster. When did my Tianzhou have such a powerful formation master?"

The long-bearded monk on the sixth floor of Huading stared at the direction where Ning Cheng disappeared, and said coldly, "Brother Wu, if you weren't selfish, how could we have such a thing happen?"

Wu Mao knew that this kind of sophistry was meaningless, and the other party was absolutely clear. He cupped his fists and bowed respectfully to the long-bearded monk, "Brother Yu, I was wrong about this matter, and I would like to take out an eight-level hard disk to apologize to Brother Yu."

The long-bearded monk knew that this was the only way to go. Wu Mao, a top formation master, was able to treat him like this, which was considered a great deal of face.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know who this person is. I only know that Luohong Sword Sect has a very young suzerain named Ning Cheng. A long spear. At the same time, I also know that there is a seventh-level elixir called Yixing Pill in Tianzhou."

......(to be continued..) ()