Chapter 247 246 Dragon Falls, Moon Collapses

‘It is indeed this thing. ’

Master Xing Ke's expression did not change at all, but he sneered in his heart, and used a secret technique to communicate with Master Xing Heng who was outside.

"Heng'er, you should remember the origin of Fu Xian Fungus, right?"

Master Xingheng nodded: "Remember, that fungus was a race liberated by the ancestor... They are extremely spiritual, and their bodies can be used as a carrier of any power.

Master, is it really the mycelium that controls these black tides? "

At the end of the sentence, a sad look appeared on his face.

As a great disciple of the Xingke lineage, he did not leave the Eternal Dark Abyss even a step after achieving the Nascent Soul Dao Fruit, just for this reason.

Master Xing Ke’s voice was still calm: “

Even the teacher doesn’t know.

But it can carry all power, and if it is reversed, it will definitely be able to absorb all power... Heng'er, I once heard Mr. Fu Sheng say.

The upper limit of the Immortal Fungus is extremely high, and it can even carry the power of immortality and chaos. It should have absorbed the power of chaos.

Maybe the sacred tree that has disappeared for a long time is causing trouble, but I hope it's not those remnants.

This is a tough battle, go to the ship and protect your junior brothers. "

"Master..." Master Xingheng was about to say something when he was interrupted by Master Xingke.

"Go ahead, Master, I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. There are still so many fellow Taoists here. It's not your turn to steal the limelight as a Yuanying cultivator."

There was no room for refutation in the words.

As soon as the words fell, the figure where the stars gathered disappeared.

In desperation, Master Xingheng could only transform into Escape Light.

He quickly returned to Mo Yao's flying boat.

On the top of the flying boat, there are already more than a dozen Yuanying monks staying here, including Jianzi from the Tianqing Sword Sect, painting immortals from Chenhuan Academy, Confucian scholars, Buddhist disciples from the Buddhist sect, and Jiji Taoist master from the Shenji sect, etc. wait.

It can be said that all the big forces with names and surnames are here. If someone destroys them now, even the big forces will be seriously injured.

They all looked up at the sky, looking at the golden halo that suddenly burst out above the clouds and mist——

A dragon, a five-clawed golden dragon with golden scales and horns, appeared in the clouds and mist. It was wrapped and surrounded by a golden fairy light that was almost difficult to see directly.

Even the black tide quickly lost its black color under the illumination of these golden lights and turned into clear water.

"Ho~~~~~"

After a clear and high roar.

The water flow surged under its control, in circles, layer by layer, washing away the black creatures deep in the water.

"Tick tock~"

It also started to rain in the sky, and very clear raindrops fell from the chaotic clouds.

The pitter-pattering raindrops fell on the black giant beasts. The giant beasts and dark spirits didn't even have time to resist, and the seemingly pure water droplets fell into their bodies.

Dissolving silently, rising and falling with the tide.

Due to the "joining" of these dark spirits and monsters, the tide is obviously rising higher and higher.

The dragon hovered high in the sky for a moment.

He dived straight down and dived directly into the water.

Even though everyone present was a Nascent Soul, a proud son of heaven, and had all kinds of magic weapons to help them, they couldn't see what happened after the golden dragon entered the water.

All they could see was the water churning.

Then……

"Boom!!!"

The deafening sound was truly deafening this time.

It was as if thunder exploded, and as if the earth was trembling, black water columns rose up one after another from the clean water.

Those water columns are so obvious in the clear water.

It's like the ink is smeared.

Mo Yao's flying boat, which was still moving slowly in the tide, had quickly lifted into the air and floated in the high sky, far away from these black water columns.

Although they were moving away quickly, everyone could still clearly see the essence of the black water column——

"Resentment, this world has accumulated resentment for thousands of years." Buddha, surrounded by Buddha's light, sighed softly.

There was endless compassion in the voice.

He took out a wooden fish and tapped it gently. The Buddha's light shone on the flying boat, falling like golden meteors.

Falling into the water that was gradually blackened by the water column.

However, it is just a drop in the bucket.

The Confucian scholar took a scroll and patted it gently, "Ever since the Eternal Dark Abyss was polluted, these resentments have been piling up at the bottom of the world, forming a huge cancer.

Those things that we cannot look directly at, those things that we want to forget, those things that we have been unwilling to pay attention to, will eventually become the source of backlash against us.

Fellow Taoists, we have to enjoy the nurturing of this world.

There's always something to give. "

He sighed softly, and the scroll in his hand that had been blessed by Confucian monks of all ages burst out with awe-inspiring righteousness and fell from the flying boat.

A white waterfall formed, with silver waves like snow, in which characters flowed, trying to purify the dark waters.

It seemed that they were the ones who started it.

Other monks also took action one after another, and for a while, various colored lights shone on the flying boat.

The mana light formed by various forces poured down like a rainbow, and merged with each other in mid-air. Guided by a faintly shining blue starlight, it fell into the dark water.

From a distance, it looks like a rainbow.

With so many Yuanying monks working together, it seems that where the rainbow falls, the dark water is gradually turned into clear water.

But in fact, the gloomy air in the air has become increasingly strong, and even formed a demonic monster with bared fangs and claws.

The Buddhist who was most familiar with these things had a compassionate look on his face, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation to throw out a branch, which was decorated with the spiritual light of seven treasures: gold, silver, glass, coral, clam, red pearl, and agate.

The solemn and kind Buddha light burst out from it.

A shadow of Buddha appeared in the air, with a compassionate look on his face and his lips moving.

"Thus I have heard..."

The voice had just come out, and the golden petals had just condensed into shape, and a twisted branch stretched out from the tide, with a force faster than lightning.

"Shua."

Pierced through the shadow of the Buddha.

Then... began to devour the Buddha's light in it, and the surface of the branch flowed with traces like water flow. The shadow of the Buddha was dimmed by the naked eye.

The branch began to flash with brilliant Buddha light.

"This is..."

"Fellow Daoist Xingheng?"

"What a strange tree."

The monks looked at each other, and finally set their sights on the immortal Xingheng who had never spoken. After all, he was the one who knew the most about spiritual plants among the monks present.

Xingheng did not play the role of a riddler, and answered directly: "The Burial Spirit Divine Tree is a sacred tree that only appears in the legendary underworld. Fellow Daoists, be careful. According to legend, this tree can even absorb the power of immortals."

The monks frowned.

They already felt that just a branch exposed above the water could make them feel threatened, and even the Buddha's phantom created by the Seven Treasures Glazed Branches of the Buddha was easily pierced.

They couldn't even resist.

Even if they were pierced, they would probably end up being killed by humans.

Among them, the monks of the Tianqing Sword Sect asked: "How should we deal with it?"

When saying this, the sword cultivator even held his sword in his hand, as if as long as Xingheng said it, he would rush forward.

"We can't deal with this kind of thing." Xingheng Zhenren shook his head: "Trust our master."

"Isn't the fairy dragon still down there?"

"It seems that he has found it." The cultivator of Tianji Sect said mysteriously.

As if to prove what she said.

A bright moon suddenly rose in the black tide. No matter how the black tide around it surged, it could not tarnish it in the slightest.

The white moonlight diffused from the moon.

Inside, a silver sea and a giant dragon formed by the condensation of seawater can be vaguely seen.

Next to it, there is a dragon with some broken scales. The five-clawed golden dragon that was just majestic is now covered with blood.

It is still dripping with golden dragon blood and meat.

"This dragon blood and dragon meat are treasures... If it is used to refine dragon blood pills, it will be at least fifth-level, or even close to the level of sixth-level treasure pills!"

The cultivator of Danding Sect sighed.

All the monks: "..."

It's already this time, and you're still thinking about dragon blood and dragon meat.

The five-clawed golden dragon raised its head, staring at the sky with emotionless dragon eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, fellow Taoists, send me back to heaven."

It was greeted by a branch.

The branch was entangled with gray mist.

"Swoosh~~~"

It pierced straight into its head, mist rose, and the golden light on its scales suddenly dimmed, and then... there was extremely sad music.

In the sky, two female monks dressed in completely different styles, one played the flute and the other played the piano. The sound of the flute and the piano seemed to set off circles of ripples in the air.

Surrounded the golden dragon.

The golden dragon slowly closed its eyes, and at the moment it closed its eyes, it seemed to see a flash of snow-white sword light.

Where the sword light passed, the void was turbulent and the spiritual energy was chaotic.

It was as if the sky was falling.

Endless sword energy instantly pierced the golden dragon.

It shattered, like the sky being slashed by sword energy, and broke into countless pieces.

Dragon blood, dragon meat, dragon scales... but the most important thing was missing, that is, the dragon ball of the dragon clan.

But one of the scales flew straight towards the bright moon beside it, carrying blood and the last spiritual power of the golden dragon, and instantly broke the moon.

The moon stagnated for a moment.

Then... a silver-white stream of water burst out from it, like a portal connecting to another world, the silver-white stream of water poured out from the small moon.

Instantly dyed the dark waters silver.

"Why."

A voice full of sadness came.

The silver waters suddenly surged and condensed into a giant dragon, it looked directly at the sky, and looked directly at a group of incarnation monks in the sky.

But under it.

A tree slowly grew out. (End of this chapter)