Chapter 427 No one is rich without windfall (please subscribe, please collect)
Under Liang Chaoyuan's desperate urging, the nine-section whip suddenly became longer and thicker, carrying infinite power, and struck directly into the water flow. Sun Mingsheng, who was hidden in it, was naturally unable to dodge and could only choose passively. bear.
The three snake beast's tongue kisses, which were rich in poison, landed on Liang Chaoyuan's exposed skin at lightning speed, and it suddenly turned pitch black.
Under the erosion of this mixed toxin, Liang Chaoyuan's neck suddenly turned pitch black, and the wound quickly eroded.
Liang Chaoyuan originally didn't pay too much attention to this kind of corrosion from toxins, and immediately refined an azure-colored detoxifying elixir.
Then he waited there, looking at his opponent who had been severely damaged by the double blow of the water wave and the nine-section whip, with a satisfied smile on his face.
He firmly believed that as long as he completely killed the Cheng Yaojin who had come out in front of him, everything would naturally return to its original state. With the support of his family, he would marry Bai Qingling and use his special cultivation inheritance to be promoted to an architect in the future. The eighth floor is just around the corner.
But this proud state lasted for less than half a cup of tea. The wound on his neck not only never healed, but also deteriorated rapidly under the erosion of the poison.
"Three snake beasts, take advantage of his illness to kill him." Sun Mingsheng persisted in the water waves with all his strength. At the last moment before falling into coma, the few remaining mana and spiritual consciousness in his complete dantian merged into it, and sent out the last wave. Order.
Sun Mingsheng, who had fallen into a coma in the subsequent battle, did not participate too much. He only occasionally heard loud noises.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe just half a day, maybe more than ten days. Under the dual effects of the continuous heavy injuries and the exhaustion of spiritual consciousness and mana, I fell into a coma to protect and repair myself. Sun Mingsheng finally opened his heavy eyelids.
What appeared before him was still the battlefield with Liang Chaoyuan under the protection of the formation, but the figure of the monk had long since disappeared.
The souls of the three snake beasts naturally disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace at all.
"Ahem, cough, cough, Liang Chaoyuan is indeed a powerful enemy. This is the real thin line between life and death. If I hadn't used the poison of the three snake beasts, I would have swallowed the bitter pill of failure."
Looking at the surrounding environment, Sun Mingsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was obviously the winner in this battle, otherwise the head on his neck would have disappeared without a trace.
Reluctantly driving the slightly recovered mana in his dantian, he took out a magic pill that could restore both mana and injuries from the storage bag. After quickly refining it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Forced to endure the ubiquitous pain in his body, Sun Mingsheng reluctantly stood up and looked around. His eyes lit up, and a beautifully embroidered storage bag finally appeared in front of him. It was the one that once hung on Liang Chaoyuan's waist. things.
In addition, not far from the storage bag, a nine-section whip that is only as thick as a finger and as long as an arm, and a palm-sized but quite exquisite rockery are also staying in place.
"It seems that this fellow Daoist Liang has turned into pus under the poisonous attack of the three snake beasts." After searching around, Sun Mingsheng finally made a common sense judgment.
"A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass. This monk who is a direct lineage of the Liang family must have a lot of spiritual objects in his storage bag. He should make a small fortune, which can be regarded as making up for the sacrifice of this battle. "
After receiving a storage bag and two high-quality spiritual weapons one after another, Sun Mingsheng finally showed a satisfied smile.
Especially the two spiritual weapons, because I have personally experienced the power they erupt in battle, and they are excellent treasures whether for personal use or for trading.
Of course, in order to attract the hatred of the Liang family, there is a high probability that these two spiritual weapons will not be used by themselves.
Although the Bai family is relying on them, the Liang family will never dare to take retaliatory measures openly, but after losing a late-stage foundation-building monk with good potential, they will definitely not give up. This kind of Heartbreaking, a certain level of revenge is necessary.
Although only two people knew about the battle between Sun Mingsheng and Liang Chaoyuan and did not publicize it to the outside world, it would definitely not be completely hidden under the investigation of interested people.
After collecting all the trophies, including the formation flag that was still strong and not completely damaged, not a single one was left behind to cover up the aura of battle.
"No matter what the consequences are, you should quickly return to the Pavilion of Bai's Lingshan Mountain and recover from your injuries as soon as possible. Only keeping your combat effectiveness at its peak is the greatest guarantee."
Before anyone else appeared, Sun Mingsheng transformed into a ray of light and shadow and disappeared into the mountains, and returned to the attic to recuperate first.
As long as you stay here honestly, even if the two late-stage foundation-building monks from the Liang family come forward, you can guarantee your safety.
After all, killing Liang Chaoyuan was a task given by the ancestor of the Bai family. If he couldn't protect him, wouldn't he lose the face of the ancestor of Jindan in vain?
Not long after Sun Mingsheng left, a monk in the Qi Refining Stage passed by and was the first to discover traces of the war.
It's a pity that this monk in the Qi Refining Stage only happened to pass by this place as a casual cultivator. He knew how to protect himself wisely. After confirming that there were no trophies to pick up, he left decisively to avoid getting into trouble.
In the next hour, a large number of monks came and went, and all kinds of auras and traces were destroyed by the eyes.
When the patrol received the news and rushed here, all valuable traces had completely disappeared without a trace, and even some pus remaining under the poisonous erosion had disappeared under the dust.
Also thanks to the disappearance of traces, this battle in which neither side knows the outcome has come to a complete end. Only some caring people, such as the Liang family, are enjoying the heartache.
"This hatred is irreconcilable, and the life of Sun Mingsheng must be used as the price to comfort Chaoyuan's spirit in heaven."
About ten thousand miles away, on a second-level high-grade spiritual mountain belonging to the headquarters of the Liang family, an eighth-level monk made an oath.
Of course, plans and related information about this so-called revenge must be limited to a limited scope.
Sun Mingsheng, who went into seclusion and breath control as soon as he entered the attic, did not pay any attention to the changes in the outside world.
In addition to healing and restoring consciousness and mana, he also allocated part of his mana to continuously impact and consume the mana mark left on Liang Chaoyuan's storage bag.
This thing is not difficult, but it does require enough patience and constant investment of time. The storage bag opened in this way will not cause any damage to the spiritual objects inside.
The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate. After a few months, the last mark belonging to Liang Chaoyuan in the storage bag completely disappeared.
A large number and variety of spiritual creatures suddenly appeared in the small room, almost overwhelming him.