Chapter 530.
With the long-faced cultivator’s command, the seven Purple Mansions simultaneously dispersed and surrounded the Evil Nest on the mountain peak.
They tacitly offered up the spirit weapons and flying swords that each of them had at their disposal.
They began to gather their mana.
Before striking, Senior Brother Chen glanced in the direction where Wang Chen had left, a trace of pity flooding his heart.
He was the one who had discovered this Evil Nest and had led the team he was with to come and besiege it.
Senior Brother Chen didn’t expect Wang Dust to actually come one step ahead of him and clear the black nests that existed around the Evil Nest.
Originally, according to his thoughts, as long as Wang Dust knew how to please and recognize the situation, he wouldn’t mind putting in a good word for Wang Dust, so that the group could get a piece of the pie for Wang Dust.
After all, this place belonged to Wang Dust’s topography domain, and they belonged to the behavior of crossing the boundary.
As a result, he didn’t expect Wang Dust to be so hardened, shrugging off his face and walking away.
This made Senior Brother Chen’s heart very uncomfortable, and felt that Wang Dust was too insensitive as a person, no wonder he had fallen out with even the Mutual Alliance.
Whatever!
Senior Brother Chen stared at the Evil Nest in front of him, leaving Wang Dust behind.
“Do it!”
As soon as the long-faced cultivator’s words fell, the seven Purple Mansions simultaneously struck their spirit weapons and flying swords.
Seal, hammer, mace, whip, sword ……
One spiritual weapon shone with colorful light and blasted at the Evil Nest in unison.
With the seven Purple Mansions joining forces and the power of the spirit weapons and flying swords, the power of this strike was already no less than that of the early Jindan stage.
Boom!
The Evil Nest was unresistingly bombarded by the various spirit weapons, instantly creating a violent explosion as countless pieces of debris splashed and flew in all directions, intermixed with dots of ebony, fishy-smelling venom.
Senior Brother Chen and the others had prepared for this, casting a wind harnessing technique to blow away the flying rubble and venom.
At this point, the upper portion of the Evil Nest had been completely destroyed, revealing a ten feet square rock pit filled with black and red slurry, gurgling with bubbles of poisonous smoke.
“Again!”
The long-faced cultivator shouted in a deep voice.
He clenched his hands and remotely controlled a long dark golden mace suspended in the air, striking down towards the Evil Nest once again.
This weapon was called the Sinking Gold Mace, and it was the long-faced cultivator’s original magic weapon, belonging to the high-grade spiritual weapon, which had long been refined by him to the point where he could use it like an arm, and a single blow could break mountains and destroying mountains, with a very astonishing power.
The other fellow disciples had shot out, riding their respective spiritual weapons to blast the evil nest.
Their means of dealing with the Evil Nest was actually very simple, which was to pull away and attack with their spirit weapons, which was not only efficient, but also very safe, utilizing the power of the team to the extreme.
Earlier, the long-faced cultivator and the others had already cleared out two evil nests and got a good harvest.
They believed that this time would be no different!
However, the moment the long-faced cultivator’s Sinking Gold Mace was about to hit the Evil Nest, a black stream of plasma suddenly erupted out of the rock pit, instantly wrapping around this high-grade spiritual weapon.
The light of the Sinking Gold Mace suddenly dimmed, and the poisonous liquid containing a strong Yin Fiendish Qi splashed down on its surface, immediately hissing and hissing, and unexpectedly producing a violent corrosion.
The long-faced cultivator couldn’t help but be shocked and opened his mouth to spray out a stream of blood.
The Sinking Gold Mace was hosted by his mind and spirit, and injuring the weapon would injure his spirit, so it was suddenly dealt a heavy blow that immediately spread to himself.
He panicked and wanted to recall his original spiritual weapon, only to find that he had lost contact with the Sinking Gold Mace.
The baneful liquid spewed out from the evil nest had completely swallowed the Sinking Gold Mace.
Not only that, but more of the Fury Liquid rose up into the sky, wrapping all the other cultivators’ spirit weapons and flying swords within!
“My flying sword!”
A cultivator let out a mournful scream.
Flying swords were the ultimate magic weapon, their value often exceeded that of a magic weapon of the same rank, and for a sword cultivator, a flying sword that was painstakingly refined was equivalent to his second life.
Although this cultivator was not a pure sword cultivator, his investment in flying swords was also very impressive.
Unexpectedly, it was now tainted by the Evil Nest Fury Liquid, and the loss was truly heartbreaking.
The other cultivators were in a similar situation, each with their jaws dropped.
Just didn’t wait for them to regret, only to see the black venom sprayed up into the sky quickly coalesced into an ugly evil monster with claws and teeth, and spawned a long tentacle, lashing towards them.
A cultivator was in a trance and couldn’t dodge in time, and was instantly sent flying backwards.
Luckily, he had added a protective shield, or else his bones and tendons would have been broken under one blow.
Nonetheless, the cultivator fell heavily onto the hillside, hitting the ground, his body churning with qi and blood.
What was even more frightening was that his body was stained with a lot of bane liquid, corroding his protective shield armor!
Although the other few cultivators were not in such a sorry state, their situation was not much better, under the fierce attack of the Evil Monster of Bane Liquid, they retreated in a sorry state and had already collapsed.
Boom!
It was at this time that the Evil Nest suddenly exploded violently.
Large strands of black slurry spewed up dozens of feet high, as if it was like a volcano erupting.
One evil monster after another appeared in the slurry!
They let out heart-stopping hisses as they pounced on Senior Brother Chen and the others.
“Retreat quickly!”
The long-faced cultivator who witnessed this scene’s heart and guts cracked, roaring out while fiercely slapping a spirit talisman onto his body.
Only a flash of spiritual light was seen, and his figure instantly disappeared.
However, the next moment, the long-faced cultivator appeared a dozen paces away.
It was as if he had crashed into an invisible wall, his mouth and nose overflowing with blood in a sorry state, and his eyes were filled with a look of shock.
The Spirit Escape Talisman had actually failed!
The reason was actually very simple, because the Yin Fiendish Qi that filled the space around him was already so strong that it was suffocating.
Just as all spells and magic weapons were disturbed during the outbreak of a Yin Wind Tide, the talisman that the long-faced cultivator had enchanted for himself was also severely affected, causing the effect to be as fleeting as a flash in the pan!
“No!”
He let out an unwilling hiss and leapt into the air to fly up.
However, just as the long-faced cultivator flew into the air, a huge black palm slapped down viciously.
Slap!
The long-faced cultivator was unable to dodge and was slapped back to the ground in the air.
The protective shield armor instantly broke and collapsed!
Before he could climb up, a black evil monster roared and pounced over.
The roiling baneful liquid occupied this Purple Mansion’s line of sight!
“Ah!”
Miserable screams rose and fell, and the mountain peak had turned into an underworld purgatory!
At the same moment, Wang Dust, who had just returned to the guardhouse, felt something in his heart and turned to look towards the direction of the great mountain.
His gaze instantly froze.
Only to see that in the rolling hills in the distance, a mass of black demonic gas rushed straight to the sky, tossing and twisting in a hideous and horrifying manner.
Even though he was separated by dozens of miles, Wang Chen could still feel the evil aura from there.
Something has happened!
Wang Chuan was certain that the location where the black demonic aura appeared was exactly where he had found the evil nest earlier.
Thinking of his fellow disciples, such as Senior Brother Chen, who had “robbed the monster”, Wang Chuan felt that in all likelihood, they would be in great danger!
Boom!
The ground suddenly shook violently, and a mountain peak in the distance was collapsing.
The fury was even more intense!