Chapter 115 Seizing the National Destiny
The cavalrymen dismounted, and each of them took out a palm-sized black bell from their bosom.
They stood in a certain direction, holding the bell in one hand and forming a seal with the other hand.
They looked so skilled, and it was obvious that they had practiced many times.
At this moment, a cold and hard voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth:
"Turtle grandson, what are you doing here? I will reach the source of Canglan River in another forty years. What, are you here to congratulate me in advance for turning into a dragon?"
"Congratulations? Haha, four-legged snake, I haven't seen you for decades, and you are still so narcissistic, ridiculous!"
Turtle Spirit lay in the palm of the maid, raised his turtle head and sneered.
"You are the same?"
The black dragon snorted coldly: "When you were in the endless wasteland, you liked to stick to women. I didn't expect that you still didn't change your bad habits in the Great Jin Dynasty."
"This king has always felt strange. You said you are a dead turtle, why do you like human women? Shouldn't your lust be used on female turtles?"
"What do you know, you four-legged snake? You don't understand romance!"
"Uncle Turtle, let me tell you, human women are delicate and charming, they are the best in the world, otherwise, why do those fox spirits, rabbit spirits, etc. turn into beauties? Isn't it because male monsters also like human women?"
The turtle spirit stretched his head and sneered.
Zhao Mu, who was in the dark, always felt that this guy was talking nonsense when he heard this.
It was the first time he heard that the goblins turned into humans to seduce male monsters.
But on second thought, this guy's nonsense seemed to make sense.
After all, women dress up to please themselves, and female monsters should also dress up for male monsters, right?
Okay, I admit that my thoughts have been polluted by that turtle grandson!
At this time, the turtle spirit spoke again: "Four-legged snake, to tell you the truth, the materials for refining the array base have been collected. Now we only need one bucket of national luck, and Uncle Turtle can start refining. Today, Uncle Turtle is here to extract national luck."
He suddenly flew into the air, his small eyes staring at the void in front of him: "Tsk tsk, now 60% of the national luck of the Great Jin Dynasty has been drawn here by you, your cultivation is indeed not to be underestimated."
"But this is the best. There is a strong national luck gathered near the Canglan Mountains, which is just right for Uncle Turtle to extract. Hehe, I have to thank you for this."
The turtle spirit laughed and looked down at the cavalry below: "Shake the Fengtian Bell, activate the Zhenxu Guiyuan Array, and seal all the national luck of this world for me, quickly!"
"Yes, Lord Holy Spirit Turtle!"
Hundreds of cavalry responded in unison and immediately mobilized their true energy to infuse the bell.
Clang clang clang...
The next moment, all the sky-sealing bells began to shake on their own, making a clear and penetrating sound.
This kind of bell sound seemed to contain a terrifying power. Wherever the sound passed, the sky and earth near the Canglan Mountains suddenly rippled.
Countless green mists emerged, which were all materialized national destiny.
"What a powerful method, it can actually make national destiny manifest!"
Zhao Mu was shocked.
"You dare, you bastard?"
With an angry roar, a black dragon suddenly appeared on the Canglan River in front of him.
The black dragon was wrapped with countless silk threads, which stretched into the void and pulled a lot of green national destiny on him.
But at this moment, the overwhelming bell sounds were competing with the black dragon for national destiny.
The black dragon was extremely angry. The amount of national destiny pulled by the water flow and accumulation of power determined the level of his achievements after he turned into a dragon in the future.
If he is robbed of a bit of national luck now, his strength after he turns into a dragon will be a bit weaker. How can he not be angry?
"Roar!"
The black dragon roared, and its huge body stood up. Countless silk threads tightened with his movements, and it actually caused the void to vibrate.
The cavalrymen who shook the Fengtian Bell vomited blood one by one.
Obviously, even with the help of the Fengtian Bell and the power of the formation, they still couldn't compete with the black dragon.
Gui Ling's face changed slightly: "Damn, it seems that I underestimated him a little. It took Uncle Gui twenty years to refine these Fengtian Bells, but now I can't completely suppress him. Do I really have to take action?"
If it is not necessary, he really doesn't want to take action directly.
Because the black dragon is now protected by national luck, if Gui Ling attacks directly, he will be backfired by national luck immediately.
That will not only fail to hurt the black dragon, but will cause him to suffer serious damage.
But now it seems that he can't do it without taking action.
"Never mind, I am only suppressing him temporarily, and I will not really attack him. I shouldn't suffer too much backlash from the national destiny, right?"
The turtle spirit was a little lacking in confidence, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
His small body flew high into the sky, and suddenly expanded rapidly, turning into a giant turtle hundreds of feet in size in the blink of an eye.
"Roar!"
The giant turtle roared fiercely, and its huge body suddenly fell down, and its feet stomped hard on the black dragon's head.
"Turtle grandson, you are looking for death!"
The black dragon roared angrily, and the huge national destiny around it suddenly turned up and turned into a green cloud, which actually directly supported the giant turtle.
At the same time, a series of green mists wrapped around the giant turtle's body along its feet, and actually dyed its body green.
"Ah, it hurts so much, Uncle Turtle."
The turtle spirit was in great pain, and its huge body was shaking violently. It was obvious that the national destiny had caused great harm to him.
However, with his suppression, the cavalry stabilized.
They were seen shaking the Sealing Heaven Bell faster, and the Suppressing Xu Guiyuan Formation shook, and actually formed a big hand in the void.
The big hand stretched out and continuously grabbed the blue national luck, and poured it into hundreds of sealing bells.
The black dragon was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Of course, Gui Ling was not feeling well either. Under the constant erosion of the national destiny, he felt that his body was about to collapse.
But neither of them noticed that the bits of national destiny on the edge at this time seemed to be attracted by something, and actually floated somewhere in the Canglan River, and then disappeared out of thin air.
After a while, the hundreds of Sealing Heaven Bells had all been filled with National Fortune, and the cavalry quickly closed the Suppressing Xu Guiyuan Formation.
The turtle spirit also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated, becoming the size of a fist again, and landed in the maid's palm.
"Ahem..."
He coughed up a mouthful of black blood and was obviously seriously injured.
"Niang Xipi, the loss this time was a bit big, and it actually hurt the origin. It seems that in the next twenty or thirty years, you need to take a good rest, otherwise there will be hidden wounds that cannot be recovered."
"Grandson Turtle, today's affairs are not over yet. I have actually taken away half of my country's destiny. Just wait for me. When I turn into a real dragon, I will definitely eat you alive."
The black dragon roared loudly, extremely furious.
"Okay, Uncle Turtle, I'll be waiting for you. When the time comes under the dragon-slaying formation, I want to see how you transform into a dragon. Let's go."
Guiling was too injured and didn't want to talk nonsense. After cursing, he took the people away.
The black dragon over there also became invisible again and continued walking towards the Canglan Mountains step by step.
