Volume Five Chapter Twenty-One [The Powerful Linghu Xiao]
Volume 5 Chapter 21 [Strong Linghu Xiao]
Something strange appeared in the formation, and it roared. Immediately, the monks from the three major tribes and several elders from the Litian Sect stood up with focused expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Two rays of rainbow light flew out from the formation and landed in front of everyone. They were Wang Rui and Linghu Xiao.
"Hahaha...it's so lively. Are there so many people here to wait for me to come out of seclusion?" Linghu Xiao laughed and suddenly attracted the attention of everyone to him.
Not many people care about Wang Rui, a newly promoted alchemy monk.
Many people's eyes were full of doubts. Naturally, they didn't know Linghu Xiao, but seeing him and Wang Rui standing together, it was obvious that they were in the same group.
"Who are you?" Shi Chaosheng stepped forward and asked first.
"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone?" Linghu Xiao asked unceremoniously.
Shi Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, and a cold look flashed across his face, but then he thought of something and suppressed his temper. He cupped his hands and said, "In that case, let me introduce myself. I, Shi Chaosheng, belong to the four major tribes of the Monster Clan.
One of the ancestors of the lion clan, the Yuanying monk!"
"Hu Wanlong, the ancestor of the tiger clan, Yuanying monk!"
"Lang Tong, ancestor of the wolf clan, Yuanying monk!"
Then, the black-robed man from Litian Sect looked at them and said, "Elder of Litian Sect, Han Tong."
There were a total of five Yuanying monks present at this time, which was an unprecedented event. There were only so many Yuanying monks in the Litian Sect.
"Four major tribes? Hey, are there still four major tribes? Aren't the monks of the Leopard Clan dead?" Ling Huxiao's words immediately made Shi Chaosheng and others feel fear, their momentum was greatly frustrated, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.
, want to stay away from him.
It turned out that it was this person who had cast the blood curse, and it was far superior to Bao Guanping's half-heartedness.
"Have you admitted that the tragic death of the monks of the Leopard clan was at your hands?" Han Tong showed the demeanor of the four top sect monks at this time. Faced with such cruel methods by monks of the same realm, he still dared to speak up.
Linghu Xiao turned his head and looked at Han Tong. Han Tong's expression changed slightly, but he still didn't look away.
"Yes, I did it." Linghu Xiao didn't want to deny it at all.
Han Tong nodded and said, "In that case, how about you come to my Litian Sect as a guest?"
Shi Chaosheng and others all admired him deeply. He was worthy of being an elder of Litian Sect for having the courage to say such words in front of such a murderous god.
If the other party refuses to go, it will appear that he is short-tempered and guilty, and is afraid of the Litian Sect. If he goes, I believe that the strength of the Litian Sect is enough to deal with a Nascent Soul monk.
Linghu Xiao said with a smile: "That's fine. Since you are so kind to invite me, I can't refuse. But after I take down these three Nascent Soul cultivators, how about I accompany you to visit them?"
After saying that, he turned his eyes to Shi Chaosheng and the other three, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
Speaking of which, in terms of cultivation induction, Han Tong is the most profound, reaching the late Yuanying stage, Shi Chaosheng and the other three are all in the early stage of Yuanying, and Linghu Xiao is in the middle stage of Yuanying.
"That's too much bullying. Do you really think you can fight one against three?" Shi Chaosheng was completely angry, and at the same time he was terrified. As a Nascent Soul monk, he had not been intimidated by such an arrogant intimidation from a monk of the same level for a long time.
Hu Wanlong and Lang Tong also
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In this way, after exchanging glances, the three of them fought side by side and faced Linghu Xiao together.
Han Tong originally wanted to stop them in words, but when he saw that the three of them were planning to challenge, he frowned and did not take any further action. He also planned to see how strong the opponent was first.
Although Wang Rui knew that Linghu Xiao was very powerful, he never thought that he would dare to fight three monks of the same level by himself, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Senior, it's not as good as us..." Wang Rui said softly.
Linghu Xiao shook his head and replied: "This fight must be fought, otherwise these people will not let it go. Only by shocking them can they escape. You don't have to worry, since I dare to say such things, I have such confidence."
"In this way, the junior can see the senior's style at a glance." To be honest, although he had fought with Linghu Xiao in the past, his cultivation was suppressed by the tree demon at that time and he did not show much real strength.
Later, although he stayed in his body and helped make suggestions, and occasionally used his momentum and experience to intimidate his opponents, this was the first time he actually took action.
Soon, everyone around them retreated farther away, leaving only the four Nascent Soul monks in the middle.
Linghu Xiao directly touched the ground with one foot, jumped into the air, and said to the three of them: "Come up!"
"Are you afraid?" Shi Chaosheng suddenly let out a lion's roar and rose into the air, followed closely by Hu Wanlong and Lang Tong.
In mid-air, Linghu Xiao opened his mouth and spit out two balls of flame, one icy blue and one crimson. The surrounding temperature suddenly became strange, sometimes cold and freezing, sometimes as hot as fire.
Shi Chaosheng didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately opened his mouth and spit out a spiritual treasure, which turned into a golden hammer, releasing domineering golden power and floating behind him.
Hu Wanlong flicked his sleeves, and a feather fan appeared. He held it in his hand, and the wind power immediately gathered in it, spreading hundreds of miles around. It was indeed the spiritual treasure of the Nascent Soul monk.
Lang Tong did not sacrifice any spiritual treasure, but used his luck to break his clothes, revealing a suit of armor made of unknown material underneath.
The feeling of getting started.
In addition to summoning two flames, Linghu Xiao's own protection was only a protective gas shield, which looked far less powerful than the other three.
"Go!" Linghu Xiao waited until he regained control over the two strange fires, and immediately stretched out his hand to draw across them without hesitation. The red flames instantly stretched and transformed into the shape of a bird, with its wings spread out.
Three legs are revealed.
"This is... the three-legged golden crow?" Han Tong immediately saw this scene with sharp eyes and was quite surprised.
The three-legged Golden Crow has a great background and is known as the legendary holy fire. When it appears, it represents light. It is a legend from ancient times or even earlier times.
Feeling the oppression brought by the three-legged Golden Crow, Shi Chaosheng and the other three were even more careless. He launched the offensive first, and the golden hammer was thrown out. It instantly caught the wind and turned into a mountain as tall as a mountain.
The hammer was flowing with a compelling golden luster, which seemed to block out the sky and the sun, making many monks below, including the pill-forming monks, feel shaken.
Keng!
An eardrum-shaking attack poured down from the golden hammer, shaking the world and turning into a golden light to meet the three-legged golden crow flame.
At the same time, Hu Wanlong held a feather fan in his hand and began to blow out a breath. Suddenly a strong wind blew up. With this breath, he shook the feather fan in his hand.
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Fan, countless strong winds suddenly formed a series of wind blades, surrounding the three-legged Golden Crow Flame.
Wang Rui subconsciously glanced at Lang Tong's position, only to find that the figure that was there just now had disappeared.
He immediately closed his eyes and relied on his sense of earth power to sense whether there was any abnormality within a radius of dozens of miles.
Sure enough, Na Langtong was lying in ambush on one side, in the clouds, ready to attack at any time.
Wang Rui immediately told Linghuxiao what he had discovered by typing the sound into a line. After listening, Linghuxiao nodded, indicating that he understood.
The golden stream of light first met the three-legged Golden Crow flame, and the two collided violently. The golden light only lasted for a few breaths before being melted and evaporated directly.
Then, a large piece of powerful wind blade arrived, making a sharp cutting sound, immediately surrounding the three-legged Golden Crow, and then split it into pieces in an instant.
"Success!" Many people saw this scene and immediately shouted in surprise. In their eyes, if the three-legged Golden Crow was cut off by the wind blade, it meant defeat.
"Idiot!" Han Tong glanced at the demon monks from the three tribes and couldn't help but muttered.
Wang Rui was not worried, he knew that Linghu Xiao would not lose so easily.
Sure enough, although the three-legged golden crow was cut into pieces by the wind blade, it also passed directly over the wind blade area, and then instantly merged into one, and once again turned into an unstoppable three-legged golden crow and headed towards Shi Chaosheng and Hu Wanlong
Pounce on it.
Both of them felt great pressure, and they increased the power of the spiritual treasures to release. Whether it was golden light or wind blade, although it could kill briefly, the three-legged golden crow was like a phoenix. No matter how many times it died, it would never die.
Reborn from the ashes.
boom!
The three-legged Golden Crow finally broke through the many blockades and obstacles, came to Shi Chaosheng and Hu Wanlong, and released astonishing high temperatures.
Shi Chaosheng controlled the golden hammer in front of him, against the three-legged Golden Crow. At the same time, Hu Wanlong's feather fan also grew in size instantly, reaching a height of over a hundred meters. It flapped crazily against the three-legged Golden Crow, and countless wind blades roared towards it.
It spread out, affecting hundreds of miles around, and many trees, mountains, and rivers suffered damage.
The monks below were also almost affected. Fortunately, Han Tong took action and threw a defensive spiritual treasure, which turned into a flag and was planted on the ground. A bowl-shaped protective shield was immediately created to protect all the monks under the column.
Those terrifying sharp wind blades hit it, but they only made a slight noise and were unable to break through. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Looking at the battle above, the three-legged Golden Crow flapped its wings and let out a high-pitched cry, releasing even more terrifying heat and flames. The feather fan that was flapping desperately caught fire and began to burn.
"No - my Heavenly Feather Fan!" Hu Wanlong shouted, but at this time he did not dare to take back his spiritual treasure.
Lingbao wailed, unable to withstand the terrible heat. The weapon spirit inside showed its true form. It was a bird that could control the power of the wind. At this time, its whole body was ignited by flames, and it kept flapping its wings, but to no avail.
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"Brother Tiger, give up, come in and hide first." Shi Chaosheng himself was in great pain at this time, but he was still worried about the safety of his companions, so he pulled the somewhat crazy Tiger Wanlong in.
The scorching flames immediately and completely engulfed the Tianyu Fan. Unable to hold on, the weapon spirit gave out its last swan song, exploded and fell.