At that moment, Wang Baole was controlling the Spirit Boat to speed through the sea of magma. He did not leave immediately, but instead, he searched the sea of magma. After capturing two Inferno Rats, he left the sea of magma and flew into the air.
"These Inferno Rats are too hard to catch. They appear and disappear mysteriously in the sea of magma. No wonder they look like rats. They run too fast." Wang Baole felt a little regretful. On his way back, he had spent a lot of effort, but he had only managed to catch two Inferno Rats.
Without the sea of magma, with Wang Baole's Cultivation base, he could have caught as many Inferno Rats as there were. Now, he could only sigh. After exchanging them for Battle Credits, he rushed back to Green Fire Island.
Along the way, he called for Little Missy many times. However, after fusing with the fragments, Little Missy's voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, there was no sound. Wang Baole thought that it was unlikely that Little Missy was pretending to be dead. She was most likely really asleep.
"I can't rely on Little Missy for everything. After all, the most important thing for me now is Battle Credits …" At the thought of Battle Credits, Wang Baole felt a headache coming on. Considering that he was now in negative equity, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to get more Battle Credits.
While he was thinking, Green Fire Island came into view. He quickly approached it. However, just as Wang Baole was about to fly back to his cave abode, suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came from the beach at the foot of the mountain. It was followed by a roar filled with hatred and forbearance.
"Wang Baole, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Die!"
The moment the voice echoed, the big bell that Wang Baole had thrown at the beach shattered into pieces. Liang Long's figure rushed out from it. His speed exploded, and his aura was shocking. He charged straight at Wang Baole.
This time, he was well-prepared. Several black flying swords formed by Dharmic spells circled around him. There was also a huge mountain rock floating above his head. The mountain rock seemed to contain a magnetic force. When it flew out, it caused the air around it to distort. It was a shocking sight. Liang Long's right hand was holding a ball of water that was condensed from blood-red liquid. There were many faces protruding from the surface of the water. They looked ferocious, as if they wanted to rush out of the ball of water. It was a shocking sight.
In truth, Liang Long could have blasted the bell open a day ago. However, he held back until he was fully prepared. Then, he observed the outside world and waited for Wang Baole to return.
At that moment, he was extremely confident and confident. He believed that even if Wang Baole still had that infuriating bell, he would be able to dodge or even blast it away if he was prepared. Amidst his arrogance, there was a desire to take revenge. As his roar reverberated, his silhouette was about to reach Wang Baole.
However, at that moment … Wang Baole frowned. He hated it when people disturbed him while he was thinking. After all, he was thinking about how to earn battle credit. Therefore, he couldn't be bothered to fight Liang Long. He simply opened his bracelet of holding. With a wave of his right hand, he threw out seven or eight fist-sized crystals.
"What are you shouting for?" he said. "You think you're the loudest? Go play by yourself!" As Wang Baole spoke, the seven or eight crystals he threw out suddenly accelerated and charged toward Liang Long.
"Wang Baole, this time, I'll let you know what it means to be a cultivator. A lowly person like you is destined to accept your fate!" Liang Long laughed arrogantly. His hands formed a seal, and the mountain rock above his head shook violently. Ripples formed and shot toward the crystals.
"Break!" Liang Long roared. He was about to charge toward Wang Baole. He had even thought about how to attack once he got close. However, at that moment … the ripples from the mountain rock filled with magnetic force collided with the seven or eight crystals that Wang Baole threw out. Instantly, the crystals shook violently and exploded!
It didn't explode into dust. Instead, after it exploded, the substance inside seemed to have changed. It turned into a large sticky net that covered the diplodocus.
The net was extremely bizarre. It ignored the magnetic force of the mountain rock and closed in on him. Liang Long's eyes widened, and he quickly dodged to the side. However, although he could dodge two or three of the nets, he couldn't dodge all of them. In this moment of crisis, Liang Long roared and sent the blood-colored water droplet, as well as all of the magical techniques and flying swords in the area, out to block the net.
In the blink of an eye, his divine abilities and magical items slammed into the net. However, no rumbling sounds could be heard. Regardless of whether it was magical techniques or magical items, all of them seemed to have lost their effect. They were wrapped up by the net and slammed to the ground, where they were glued to the ground!
Even the mountain rock above his head was covered by two of the nets, and was also stuck to the ground. Liang Long stared in shock.
"What the hell is this!?!?" He said, panting. Then his pupils constricted, and his scalp went numb as he looked over at Wang Baole, who hadn't even paused in the slightest. Even as he shot through the air, he tossed out seven or eight more crystals.
The crystals whistled through the air toward him, shocking Diplodocus. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't avoid all of them. Eventually, popping sounds could be heard as the crystals exploded into huge nets. Four of the nets wrapped around him, slamming him down onto the ground, where he was glued to the ground!
Liang Long's face was bright red, and he roared as he struggled to free himself. However, the nets were shockingly sticky, and incredibly tough. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. At the very most, he was able to pull out countless strands of the net, and force himself to his feet.
However, the nightmare wasn't over. In fact, it had only just begun. In the instant that Liang Long struggled to his feet, Wang Baole performed an incantation gesture, and the nets closed in on Liang Long like pancakes.
"Wang … Bao …." Liang Long's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out the most sullen roar of his life. However, before he could even finish speaking, he was covered by layer after layer of sticky nets, and couldn't let out a single sound ….
Looking from a distance, Liang Long's appearance could no longer be seen. All that could be seen was a figure that was stuck to the ground by many incomparably sticky things, as if it was sealed. It was a figure that was firmly stuck to the ground, struggling madly …
As for Wang Baole, he had already returned to his Immortal's cave. He didn't even look at Liang Long. To him, punishing Liang Long wasn't even worth mentioning. However, to the Foundation Establishment Cultivators of Green Fire Island, especially Zhou Biao and the others, all of this caused their hearts to tremble violently. On one hand, they sympathized with Liang Long. On the other hand, their reverence for Wang Baole had reached the pinnacle.
"This guy is incredible. He casually tossed out something, and Liang Long went crazy, but was completely powerless to do anything about it …."
"That's not the most important thing. Did you notice? This Wang Baole … Whenever he makes a move, it makes people … How should I put it? Whether it's the bell from before or this unknown object, it makes people feel so sullen that they want to die!"
"Let's not provoke him in the future. This guy looks like he's full of evil tricks, and he's obviously holding a grudge."
While Zhou Biao and the others were trembling in fear, thinking that Wang Baole was extremely evil, Wang Baole had returned to his Immortal's cave. He was racking his brains on how to obtain a large amount of battle credits. However, no matter how he flipped through the mission stone tablet, the one that could obtain the most battle credits was the identity token.
However, to obtain the identity token, one had to enter the belly of the sword. Hence, Wang Baole began to gather information about this. A few days later, he frowned and sighed. According to the information he had gathered, the belly of the sword, which was buried deep within the sun, was extremely dangerous. Even Core Formation realm cultivators would face a high risk of dying if they entered. In the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, many people would usually form teams to enter. It was rare for people to enter alone.
Moreover, Little Missy had yet to awaken. Wang Baole was even less confident. He thought that it would be better to enter the belly of the sword later to search for the identity token unless it was absolutely necessary.
"But I can't go on like this …" Wang Baole rubbed his forehead, and a ferocious look slowly appeared in his eyes. He was considering whether he should rob someone … After all, there was one at the door.
However, once he did it, he would have to get hold of the other party's weakness if he didn't silence him. Furthermore, he would have to be wary of the other party complaining to the sect …
"What a headache." Wang Baole shook his head and took out the local-area network jade scroll of the Federation Seedlings. He planned to see how many battle credits the others had obtained and if there were any good ways to obtain them.
The moment he opened it, he saw Li Yi's message.
"Fellow Daoists, you have to work hard. I've already obtained 600 battle credits!"
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