Chapter 427: No One Can Get Rich without Unexpected Fortune (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

The nine-section whip suddenly became longer and thicker under Liang Chaoyuan's desperate urging, carrying infinite power, and slapped directly into the water. Sun Mingsheng, who was hiding in it, naturally could not dodge and could only passively choose to bear it.

The tongue kiss containing strong toxins of the three snake beasts fell on Liang Chaoyuan's exposed skin at lightning speed, and it suddenly turned black.

Under the erosion of this mixed toxin, Liang Chaoyuan's neck suddenly turned black, and the wound was also rapidly eroded.

Liang Chaoyuan did not take this erosion from the toxin too seriously, and he immediately refined a green wood-colored detoxification elixir.

Then he waited in place, looking at the opponent who had suffered heavy damage under the double blow of the water waves and the nine-section whip, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He firmly believed that as long as he completely killed Cheng Yaojin, who had come out of nowhere, everything would naturally return to the original state. With the support of the family, he married Bai Qingling and used the special cultivation inheritance, and his promotion to the eighth level of foundation building in the future was just around the corner.

But this state of complacency lasted less than half a cup of tea. The wound on his neck not only did not heal, but also rapidly deteriorated under the erosion of the poison.

"Three snake beasts, take advantage of their illness to kill them." Sun Mingsheng, who persisted in the waves, tried his best. At the last moment before he fell into a coma, he completely integrated the little mana and consciousness in his dantian into it and issued the last order.

Sun Mingsheng, who had fallen into a coma, did not participate too much in the subsequent battles, but only heard bursts of loud noises from time to time.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe only half a day, maybe it has been more than ten days. Under the dual effects of successive heavy injuries and the exhaustion of consciousness and mana, Sun Mingsheng, who fell into a coma to protect and repair himself, finally opened his heavy eyelids.

What appeared in front of him was still the battlefield with Liang Chaoyuan under the protection of the formation, but the figure of this cultivator had disappeared long ago.

The soul of the three snake beasts naturally disappeared without a trace, without leaving any trace.

"Ahem, Liang Chaoyuan is indeed a strong enemy. This is the real life and death situation. If I hadn't used the poison of the three snake beasts, I would have been the one who suffered the bitter fruit 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 long ago.

Reluctantly driving the slightly restored mana in his dantian, he took out a magic pill from the storage bag that could restore mana and heal injuries. After quickly refining it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Forcibly enduring the pain that was everywhere in his body, Sun Mingsheng barely stood up and looked around. When his eyes lit up, a storage bag with exquisite embroidery finally appeared in front of him. It was the thing that had been hanging on Liang Chaoyuan's waist.

In addition, not far from the storage bag, a nine-section whip that was only as thick as a finger and as long as an arm and a palm-sized but quite exquisite rockery were also honestly stagnant in place.

"It seems that this fellow Daoist Liang should have turned into pus under the attack of the three snake beasts' poison." After searching around, Sun Mingsheng finally made a common sense judgment.

"A man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot become fat without night grass. There must be a lot of spiritual objects in the storage bag of this Liang family's direct descendant cultivator. I should give him a small fortune to make up for the efforts of this battle."

After harvesting a storage bag and two high-quality spiritual tools in succession, Sun Mingsheng finally showed a satisfied smile.

Especially the two spiritual tools, because I have personally experienced their power in the battle, whether for personal use or for trading, they are excellent treasures.

Of course, in order to attract the hatred of the Liang family, it is highly likely that these two spiritual tools will not be used for personal use.

Although the Liang family has the Bai family as a support, they dare not take retaliatory measures in public, but after losing a late-stage foundation-building cultivator with good potential, they will certainly not give up. This kind of heart-wrenching pain must be retaliated to a certain extent.

Although only two people knew about the battle between Sun Mingsheng and Liang Chaoyuan, and it was not publicized, it could not be completely hidden under the investigation of those who were interested.

All the spoils were packed up, including the formation flags that were still strong and not completely damaged to cover up the fighting atmosphere.

"No matter what the consequences are, you should return to the Bai family Lingshan Pavilion as soon as possible and recover from your injuries as soon as possible. Only by keeping your own combat power at the peak can you guarantee the greatest guarantee."

Before others appeared, Sun Mingsheng turned into a light and disappeared in the mountains, and returned to the pavilion to recuperate.

As long as you stay here honestly, even if the two late foundation building cultivators of the Liang family come forward, you can guarantee your own safety.

After all, killing Liang Chaoyuan was the task assigned by the Bai family ancestor. If you can't protect him, wouldn't it be a waste of the face of the Jindan ancestor?

Not long after Sun Mingsheng left, a Qi Refining cultivator passed by this place and was the first to discover the traces of the battle.

Unfortunately, this Qi Refining cultivator was just a casual cultivator who happened to pass by here. He knew how to protect himself. After confirming that there was no spoils to pick up, he left decisively to avoid getting into trouble.

In the next hour, a large number of cultivators came and went, and all kinds of auras and traces were also destroyed by the eyes.

When the patrol team got the news and rushed here, all the valuable traces had completely disappeared without a trace, and even some pus left under the erosion of the poison had disappeared under the burial of the ash.

Also thanks to the disappearance of the traces, this battle in which the two sides and the victory or defeat were unknown was completely ended. Only some people with ulterior motives tasted the heartache, such as the Liang family.

"This hatred is irreconcilable, and Sun Mingsheng's life must be used as the price to comfort Chao Yuan's spirit in heaven"

About ten thousand miles away, on a second-level upper-grade spiritual mountain belonging to the Liang family's base camp, an eighth-level foundation-building cultivator made a vow.

Of course, the so-called revenge plan and related information must be limited to a limited range.

Sun Mingsheng, who entered the attic and went into seclusion to regulate his breathing, did not pay any attention to the changes in the outside world.

In addition to healing and restoring his consciousness and mana, he also divided part of his mana to continuously impact and consume the mana mark left on Liang Chaoyuan's storage bag.

This matter is not difficult, but it requires enough patience and time to continuously invest. The storage bag opened in this way will not cause any damage to the spiritual objects in it.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the day and night alternate. After a month, the last trace of Liang Chaoyuan's mark in the storage bag completely disappeared.

A large number of spiritual objects with rich varieties suddenly appeared in the small room, almost drowning him.