Chapter 56 Hunting the Righteous Monk
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What Yun Youmeng didn't say was.
As far as she knew, every time the Dragon Mystery Realm was opened before, there was only one Dragon Soul Fruit.
But now, there are nine dragon soul fruits on the dragon soul fruit tree, and a black dragon has appeared, making this secret place full of weirdness.
But she knew the importance of the Dragon Soul Fruit to her master, and no matter what, she had to grab the Dragon Soul Fruit.
Dedicated to Master!
Wu Tian looked at the dozen or so people headed by Yun Youmeng: "Senior sister, take me to see that black dragon, and let my junior brother learn more about it."
Yun Youmeng hesitated for a moment: "I can take you to see it, but you can't alert the black dragon, otherwise..."
"Senior sister, don't worry, junior brother knows what's going on."
Wu Tian smiled.
Yun Youmeng said no more and asked the others to wait here. She glanced at Wu Tian and said, "Follow me."
After saying that, she flew up and flew towards the black dragon.
Wu Tian put away his Wangui men and followed her closely.
Not long after.
Yun Youmeng stopped and said to Wu Tian who was following her: "It's right in front, let's walk over."
The two fell to the ground, covered their breath, and walked forward slowly.
Not a moment later.
A huge black lake in the distance appeared in Wu Tian's eyes.
There is a big black tree in the center of the lake, its jade-like trunk protruding dozens of meters out of the lake.
The black tree has no leaves, and has nine branches. On each branch hangs a black fruit the size of an egg.
There is a black halo on the fruit, which makes it look like nothing ordinary.
Obviously,
That black tree is the Dragon Soul Fruit Tree, and the fruit on it is the Dragon Soul Fruit.
But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the huge thing hovering above the lake.
I saw a five-clawed black dragon hovering in the air. The huge dragon body was a thousand feet long, and the black dragon scales were looming in the soul mist.
Don’t be angry and be proud.
The black dragon just hovered there, and the dragon's power exuded made people breathless, and fear and awe unconsciously arose in their hearts.
"Is this the black dragon?"
Wu Tian suppressed the urge to escape and murmured softly.
In the thick soul mist, the black dragon seemed to notice the two of them, opened his eyes and glanced in their direction.
"Let's go!" Yun Youmeng shouted and hurriedly fled outside.
Wu Tian was also frightened by the black dragon's cold and murderous eyes, and gave up the idea of testing without hesitation.
The power exuded by this black dragon was so terrifying that he felt a little more pressure than the Yuanying monk brought to him.
Fortunately, the black dragon didn't move, and the two of them ran out smoothly.
Wu Tian looked at Yun Youmeng next to him, thought for a moment and said, "Senior sister, that black dragon seems to have spiritual intelligence. We want to lure it out, but we're afraid it won't work?"
"If we can't lure him out, then we will attack by force and fish in troubled waters to snatch the Dragon Soul Fruit, no matter how high the price is, we will not hesitate to pay!"
Yun Youmeng said without any doubt.
As she spoke, she looked at Wu Tian: "Junior brother, don't worry, there are nine Dragon Soul Fruits. If you grab more, you can keep one, and I will also ask Master to help you break through the Nascent Soul."
"Thank you, senior sister. I will definitely try my best to help senior sister win the Dragon Soul Fruit and dedicate it to Master."
Wu Tian said with gratitude.
Who doesn’t say nice things? As for how to do it, it depends on the situation.
Not long after.
Wu Tian, Yun Youmeng and others began to search for others on Dragon Soul Island.
The souls in the depths of Dragon Soul Island had already reached the outer periphery, and the soul mist in the sky was getting thinner, so they searched quite quickly.
The two righteous disciples saw them from a distance and turned around and ran away without hesitation.
But everyone's magic weapons attacked instantly and killed them directly.
The demon cultivators they met saw that they were outnumbered and joined their team without any hesitation.
Over time, their number also reached dozens.
Until they met a group of people headed by the Tianzhi Sect, their number reached more than a hundred.
Li Nantian, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, also had the same idea as Yun Youmeng and was uniting with other demon cultivators.
After he chatted with Yun Youmeng for a few words, the two hit it off and started working together to hunt down the righteous monks.
But a group of demonic cultivators united together, and the righteous cultivators were not fools, so they quickly began to unite.
But in the process, many righteous monks who were alone were unable to escape and were killed by their combined efforts.
Basically all the demon cultivators on Dragon Soul Island gathered together, reaching more than two hundred people.
It didn't take long.
Wu Tian and other demon cultivators finally found the righteous cultivator.
There are more than a hundred righteous monks headed by the Holy Son Mu Xinghe of the Qingyun Sect, the Saint Yunyao, and the Holy Son and Saint of the Zixiao Sect.
"kill!"
The two monks fought directly against each other without any nonsense.
Magical weapons and magic weapons are flying across the sky, flying swords are flying across the sky, thunder is coming to the world, ghosts are demanding lives, and zombies are rampant.
Hundreds of people were fighting desperately, and the battlefield was full of people.
From time to time, people died on the spot.
As soon as they died, their souls were uncontrollably sucked into Wu Tian's Human Emperor Banner, and other demon cultivators couldn't grab him.
Wu Tian did not release all the ghosts under his command, but only released a hundred ghosts to protect himself.
He planned to wait for both monks to be injured before coming out to clean up the mess and kill them all.
This was what he had discussed with Yun Youmeng, lest there would be too many people alive and something would happen when they snatched the Dragon Soul Fruit.
I just know that he has many demon cultivators with many ghosts.
Seeing him paddling aside and watching other demon cultivators die, all the demon cultivators were dissatisfied with him.
A red-haired demon cultivator looked at him with a gloomy face, and was no longer afraid of offending him, so he shouted at him:
"Senior Brother of the Ghost King Sect, I know that you have tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts under your command, so please take action to kill these righteous thieves and protect me as a demon."
Wu Tian saw that many people were paying attention to him. It was estimated that if he didn't make any move, they would be destroyed.
A smile appeared on his face and he looked at the red-haired demon cultivator: "Junior brother, don't be anxious. I just want you to have the upper hand and I don't want to steal your limelight."
It is said that in his hand, the soul flag flickered with light, and thousands of ghosts appeared, quickly surrounding the good and evil people.
"Brothers, don't let any righteous traitor go."
Wu Tian shouted, and the ghosts under him rushed towards the righteous monks.
Sensing something bad, many righteous monks wanted to run away.
But when a group of demon cultivators saw that Wu Tian did not attack them, their originally slow offensive became fierce again, trying to keep them all behind.
There were many demonic cultivators helping to hold back the righteous cultivators. Wu Tian's ghosts directly surrounded them and attacked them in groups.
"Junior brothers and sisters, let's go!"
Mu Xinghe showed great power and quickly killed the ghosts surrounding him, as well as Li Nantian's many golden-armored corpses.
Yun Yao also resisted the attack of Yun Youmeng's death bell and Xuanyin corpse fire, and fought her way out from the encirclement of the ghosts.
A group of righteous monks tried their best to break through the encirclement and escape.
Some people transformed into sword light, and some used thunder escape, each using their own methods.