This place was no longer a forest. Instead, it was an extremely unique area made of black rocks. This area was about a few thousand feet in radius. There was no fog inside, and the vision was extremely clear. Black stones of various sizes were scattered all over the place. Some were over a hundred feet tall, while others were only a few feet in size. In the center of this area, there was a protruding black stone peak. On top of it was a white jade box about the size of an adult's fist. There was a golden seal on the jade box.
Since Taoist Priest Huolong had informed him beforehand, Xiao Pang immediately knew that this was the jade box that contained the Mystical Spiritual Fruit.
However, with the treasure in front of him, Xiao Pang did not rush in blindly. This was because he had long been informed that wherever the Mystical Spirit Fruit was placed, there would be danger. If he wanted to obtain the Mystical Spirit Fruit, he would have to go through a battle first. Therefore, although this place seemed calm, Xiao Pang did not dare to let his guard down. He just kept scanning the surroundings with his Divine Sense. In the end, he found nothing. There was no powerful Spirit Qi fluctuation at all. It was as if there was nothing here.
Just as Xiao Pang was about to find a way to continue probing, he suddenly heard the sound of someone brushing past the vegetation in the distance. Then, a figure suddenly emerged from the dense forest and appeared on the other side of the black area, only a few hundred feet away from Xiao Pang.
Xiao Pang took a closer look and was surprised to find that this guy was someone he knew. He was the one from the Xuantian Monastery, known as the Little White Dragon. He didn't know how it was so coincidental that he and Xiao Pang's position were extremely close, which was why they had bumped into each other for the sake of this Mystical Spiritual Fruit.
At the same time, the Little White Dragon also discovered Xiao Pang's tracks. Actually, he wasn't stupid. With one look, he should have known that Xiao Pang had arrived first. Logically speaking, when competing for the Mystical Spirit Fruit, disciples of the same sect should not fight. They should follow the principle of first come, first served, and give the Mystical Spirit Fruit to Xiao Pang.
However, this Little White Dragon was used to being tyrannical in the Xuantian Monastery. How could he be reasonable in front of such a precious treasure? Hence, even though he knew that he was the last to arrive, he still sped up and charged towards the jade box. At the same time, he threatened loudly, "Damn fatty, I saw this Mystical Spiritual Fruit first. If you know what's good for you, you'd better not fight with me!"
When Xiao Pang heard this, he was so angry that he almost died. He thought to himself, 'This bastard is too shameless. Today, I must teach him a lesson and let him know how many eyes Horse Prince has.'
However, just as Xiao Pang was about to lose his temper, he suddenly remembered something and stopped himself from flying into a rage. Then, he smiled and said calmly, "Since Senior Brother has seen it, then it's yours. Go ahead and take it!"
The Little White Dragon had thought that Xiao Pang would fight with him for the Mystical Spirit Fruit, but he didn't expect the other party to back down. Because of this, he mistakenly thought that Xiao Pang was afraid of him and immediately said smugly, "At least you know what's good for you, kid! Haha! " As he spoke, he deliberately slowed down his pace so that Xiao Pang could see clearly how he had snatched the Mystical Spirit Fruit!
When Xiao Pang heard his arrogant words, he almost died from anger. However, he forced himself to hold it in and secretly laughed coldly. Idiot, you've lost your cool in front of such a precious treasure and have completely forgotten the instructions of your seniors. I don't believe that this strange place doesn't have any danger at all. Damn you, just wait for your bad luck!
As expected, just as the Little White Dragon proudly flew up the stone peak and took the jade box, the black area finally underwent a drastic change. Countless thumb-sized black flying ants surged out from every crack in the stone. There were tens of millions of them and they were like locusts, covering the sky and covering the earth as they pounced on the Little White Dragon.
Little White Dragon jumped in fright at that moment. He hurriedly took out his flying sword and wanted to escape on it, but he never expected that the moment his flying sword appeared, it would be sucked into the black stone peak beneath his feet.
"Magnetic mountain?" When the Little White Dragon saw this, he instantly turned pale with fright and shouted, "This is actually a magnetic mountain. My God, my flying sword can't be used, what do I do?"
The Little White Dragon was dumbfounded, but the flying ants that filled the sky were not. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying ants pounced in front of the Little White Dragon. Looking at how they were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, if one was bitten by these things, one would probably lose a piece of flesh on the spot.
That kid was instantly awakened and hurriedly shouted, "Burn, burn these bastards for me!"
Following the Little White Dragon's angry roar, a sparkling and translucent jade fire gourd about a foot in size suddenly appeared beside him. The gourd opened abruptly, and a scarlet flame instantly spewed out, forming a Huolong that was a few feet thick and more than a hundred feet long, surrounding the Little White Dragon. All the flying ants that came close were burned to death by him without exception. Obviously, this was another Dharma treasure that Daoist Huolong had given him after he lost his flying sword. From the looks of it, the power of this Dharma treasure was probably even more powerful than his original White Dragon Sword.
After burning tens of thousands of flying ants to death in an instant, the Little White Dragon lowered his head and desperately picked up the flying sword that had fallen. He put it back into his storage bag, then turned around and ran.
However, he had obviously underestimated the power of the flying ants. The loss of tens of thousands of flying ants was nothing to a colony of tens of millions of flying ants. The tragic death of their companion had instead aroused their ferocity. Countless flying ants began to surround him from all directions, vowing to bite this annoying fellow to death.
Of course, the Little White Dragon, who had a Dharma treasure, was not to be trifled with. He commanded the Huolong to burn a bloody path and killed his way to the periphery of the black area.
However, the flying ants clearly did not intend to let him go so easily. They still chased after him reluctantly. However, to the Little White Dragon, these little fellows were obviously no longer a threat. This was because after leaving the black magnetic mountain area, he could once again fly on his sword. Of course, he could not fly too high in order to avoid attracting the strange lightning here. However, with the speed of the flying sword, it was no problem at all to shake off the small flying ants that were not very fast.
The Little White Dragon's plan was extremely good, and his movements were also extremely fast. As soon as he left the magnetic mountain, he immediately called out his flying sword. However, before he could go up, a golden sword ray with a sharp sound pierced through the air and fiercely hit his flying sword. With a light clang, the ninth-level Dharma treasure flying sword in the Little White Dragon's hand was instantly cut in two and could no longer fly.
The Little White Dragon was instantly furious. One had to know that without a flying sword, he could not fly. If he could not fly, he would not be able to shake off the endless flying ants behind him. Although the Dharma treasure Fire Gourd was good, it consumed an astonishing amount of Spirit Qi. The Little White Dragon did not have the ability to burn all the flying ants to death. Before that, he was bound to exhaust his Spirit Qi and become a meal for others. To put it simply, the breaking of his flying sword at this time was equivalent to taking his life!
The Little White Dragon was instantly flustered and exasperated. He hurriedly turned to look in the direction of the golden sword ray and saw a familiar and extremely annoying face! It was Xiao Pang with a sinister smile on his face. He was still fiddling with the sharpest of the Five Element Essence Swords, the Metal Essence Sword! It was the culprit just now.
"Damn fatty, how dare you trick me! I'm not done with you! "The Little White Dragon saw Xiao Pang's smug and sinister smile and almost died from anger on the spot. Unable to contain his anger any longer, he began to curse loudly on the spot.
Faced with the enraged Little White Dragon, Xiao Pang did not care at all. He first picked at his ears out of boredom, then said with a grin, "Senior Brother, don't you think that your words don't have any meaning of threat at all? If I were you, I would definitely not threaten someone who could save my life at this critical moment! "
When the Little White Dragon heard this, he immediately sneered, "You think I'll die here? Keep dreaming, huh? Do you think I'm a pauper like you? I have more than one flying sword on me! "As he spoke, he took out an eighth grade flying sword.
This time, he was especially careful of Xiao Pang's sneak attack. He even used the Huolong to block Xiao Pang's attack path. However, it was a pity that he had underestimated Xiao Pang's ability. Xiao Pang waved his hand, and with a whoosh, the five Five Element Essence Swords shot out at the same time. Aiming at Little White Dragon, he thrust his sword forward. From the looks of it, it didn't seem like he was slashing at Little White Dragon, but was aiming directly at him.
Little White Dragon was instantly frightened out of his wits, as he hurriedly defended himself in a fluster. He took out his magic tools and magic treasures. In the end, after a series of metallic clangs, not only were his flying swords broken again, even his two protective magic tools were chopped into pieces.
The Little White Dragon was almost angered to death. He had only prepared two flying swords. He originally thought that having one spare would be enough. However, he did not expect to meet such an unreasonable fellow like Xiao Pang, who had chopped them all. In this way, he was completely in a hopeless situation!
When he thought of this, the Little White Dragon was so angry that his head was dizzy. He scolded again, "Damn fatty, are you trying to harm your fellow disciples?"
Xiao Pang kept his flying swords. As he admired the Little White Dragon's Huolong burning the flying ants, he said with a grin, "Senior Brother, were you trying to threaten me again just now?"
The Little White Dragon was stunned at first, then immediately realized. He immediately realized a serious problem. In the current situation, it seemed that he could only rely on Xiao Pang to help. Otherwise, he would die here sooner or later. After all, without a flying sword, he could not outrun a flying ant with wings by relying on his two legs.
When he thought of this, the Little White Dragon was finally terrified. He hurriedly begged, "No, no, Junior Brother, I was wrong just now. Please save me!"
"Junior Brother? You actually called me Junior Brother? "Xiao Pang then pretended to be calm and said," I thought I was a damn fatty! "
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