Chapter 392 Undercurrent Surge
"Hey, good brother, let them fight on their own. We have the pills in our hands, hurry up and leave." Meng Die laughed wickedly.
Xiang Nan thought for a moment and waved his hand. He gathered all the medicinal liquid in the pond into a huge water ball, and then put it into his storage ring.
He hugged the Dream butterfly and flew away like a streak of black lightning.
This lightning escape was a hundred miles away. After landing on the ground, Xiang Nan was dizzy. After resting for a while, he unfurled his Yuan Qi feathered wings and continued to fly wildly with the Dream butterfly .
This place was too close to Dong Wu Shang 's mansion, so the danger was still great.
During this process, Xiang Nan continued to send Yuan Qi to the Dream butterfly .
The effects of the fifth-grade Life Continuing Pill were indeed astonishing. Dream butterfly ate two of them before and after. Although the green fire poison had not been dispelled, her spirits were much better.
"Where is your master? I'll hand you over to her. She will definitely save your life." Xiang Nan said.
Meng Die pouted and said, "My master is not in Blue Tide Continent. You can't find her."
'"Sigh" Xiang Nan sighed.
It was strange that Dream butterfly's identity was too special. She could not bring her back to the Haoran Sect, nor could she bring her back to the Flying Cloud Temple because she was from her daughter's family.
"Otherwise, let's go to the Devil Sea." Meng Die said, "I heard that there are endless treasures in the Devil Sea. Perhaps there are some heavenly treasures that can save my life."
"Yes, that's the only way." Xiang Nan nodded and wiped a storage ring from his chest.
This storage ring was sent flying when he killed Yu Zihao that day, and was conveniently plundered by him.
There were a few Flying Cloud Temple cultivation methods and a Devil Sea Token hidden within the storage ring, and there was nothing else.
Those cultivation techniques were Duoluo Yezhi, Mo Ke pointed , and Prajna Palm's heart technique mantra. They should have been copied by Yu Zihao after he left Feiyun Temple.
However, Xiang Nan didn't understand the incantation of the Tribulation-free Finger. He didn't know that the incantation Yu Zihao had told Song Mingcheng was fake, and he didn't dare to write down the incantation as evidence.
However, this way, there would be two Devil Sea Token s that could bring Dream butterfly into the Demon Sea.
He took out Yu Zihao's Devil Sea Token and handed it to Meng Die. Meng Die pointed the token in all four directions. When she discovered that the token pointed to the west, the light on the token was the strongest.
"Good brother, let's go to the west. I heard from Dong Wu Shang that the Devil Sea will open in seven days."
"Yes." Xiang Nan pulled the Dreambutterfly all the way west.
The Black Forest was vast and boundless. It flew three thousand li in a row, but it still couldn't see the boundaries. The demonic beasts had seen quite a few of them. They were all sliced apart by Xiang Nan.
Late at night, Xiang Nan fed the last-minute Life Extension Pill to Dream butterfly.
Xiang Nan wasn't stingy with such precious pills. He didn't even frown when he gave three to Dream butterfly to eat.
The Dream butterfly vomited blood five more times during that period, but the green fire poison was still difficult to extract.
"If your meridians are slightly better, then let me know. I'll tell you the Nine Purities Universe Art's formula at the third level." Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and made up his mind to save Dream butterfly , even willing to take out the Nine Purities Cosmos Skill .
Meng Die smiled sweetly and leaned against Xiang Nan's embrace. She murmured, "Even if Meng Die dies in the embrace of a good brother, there will be no regrets."
Xiang Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're obviously four years older than me. You always call me brother. You sound so awkward."
The Dream butterfly Fairy laughed strangely. Instead, she deliberately whispered in Xiang Nan's ears, "Good brother, good brother, good brother."
At this time, a sword light suddenly shot into the sky in the forest below!
Xiang Nan only cared about talking to Dream butterfly . He didn't notice any Yuan Qi fluctuations below, so he quickly dodged. The sword light was extremely sharp and directly rushed into the sky before disappearing.
Immediately after, Yuan Qi shot out one after another. There were sword light, saber light, spear light, and enormous Yuan Qi palm prints.
These attacks were too dense, as if dozens of people were being released at the same time. Xiang Nan was flying in the sky with his Yuan Qi feathered wings, and he was also hugging the Dream butterfly , so his movements were very inflexible.
Suddenly, a beam of sword light shot up and directly cut off Xiang Nan's Yuan Qi feathered wings.
"Hold on!" Xiang Nan hugged the Dream butterfly and descended from the sky.
Peng!
Xiang Nan hugged the Dream butterfly and landed on the ground, stepping out of the dust.
He landed in a circle formed by a large group of people. Those people were facing each other with sabers and weapons. No one expected that two people would suddenly fall from the sky. For a moment, all the martial artists stopped moving.
Xiang Nan was also puzzled. He thought that someone was sneak attacking him. After a long time, there were dozens of martial artists fighting here. He was accidentally injured.
"Eh? Is that … Senior Sister Meng Die?" A person suddenly walked out of the crowd and cried out in surprise.
"Aiya, that's not good." The moment Meng Die saw that person's face, she hurriedly whispered in Xiang Nan's ear, "It's someone from my Holy Sect!"
Xiang Nan whispered, "Isn't that better? Why can't I say that?"
"You don't know," said Meng Die anxiously. "That person's name is Mingyue Yuan . My master and his master have always been at odds with each other in the Sacred Sect. This time, meeting him will be very troublesome."
Mingyue Yuan looked curiously at Xiang Nan and the other two, and Xiang Nan also looked towards Mingyue Yuan.
Furthermore, he discovered that there were more than 35 martial artists here, and their cultivation bases were generally very high, all of them above the fifth level of the Origin Return Realm! The weakest ten people were at the fifth level of Origin Return, ten at the sixth level of Origin Return, and fifteen at the seventh level of Origin Return!
Mingyue Yuan was an expert at the seventh level of the Origin Realm.
"The origins of these people are not simple." Meng Die whispered in Xiang Nan's ear, "Look, there are five people from my Sacred Sect, led by Mingyue Yuan."
"The others are all from the dark forces. At least one-third of them are from the killer sect."
Sure enough! Xiang Nan discovered that these people were all experts among experts!
Compared to the demon race and human race martial artists who had been deceived by Yu Zihao and the martial artists who had been captured in Dong Wu Shang 's mansion, their strength was not on the same level at all!
The three people closest to Xiang Nan on the left had gloomy expressions, their heads lowered, and their bodies emitted a dark and fierce aura!
The four people on the right had hidden momentum, which made people even more fearful.
Judging from the sword light that had cut off Xiang Nan's Yuan Qi feathered wings, it was no small matter.
"Senior Sister Meng Die, what's wrong with you?" "Poisoned? Seriously injured? Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to have this day!" Mingyue Yuan suddenly laughed sinisterly.
"What about me? It's your turn to judge me? It's neither big nor small!" Meng Die scolded coldly.
Mingyue Yuan, however, did not care at all and said, "Normally, I am afraid of you, but now you still want to scare me? Haha."
On the opposite side, a man covered in a black robe walked out. This man carried a strange black sword on his back. The sword was actually five meters long, and the tip of the sword extended high into the sky!
Such a sharp sword could be said to be rare.
As soon as this person approached Xiang Nan, his aura alone caused Xiang Nan to feel bursts of stinging pain on his face.
"You guys." The black-robed man said coldly, "Are you here to snatch the 30,000-year-old Demon Origin Fruit as well?"
"30,000-year-old Demon Origin Fruit!" Xiang Nan's pupils constricted, and he was instantly overjoyed in his heart.
The Demon Origin Fruit is a good thing! The effect on a martial artist's cultivation was exceptionally good, moreover, it could make a martial artist's martial dao foundation more solid, greatly heal their injuries, and disperse the poison!
Back then, Xiang Nan had seen a few thousand-year-old Demon Origin Fruits in the Black Sharp Demon Forest. After swallowing one, he quickly broke through to the next realm.
Right now, there were 30,000-year-old Demon Origin Fruits here?
However … these people were not easy to deal with.
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