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Chapter 2151 Lord of Shura City

"Ahao!"

"Brother Ling Hao!"

After seeing Ling Hao, Qin Yuxin and the others walked out of the training room.

"Yuxin, Chenxi, how are you two doing?" Ling Hao greeted him with a smile.

As he spoke, he released his mental power to check the cultivation of the two people, and then, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

The two of them improved one level faster than him!

Qin Yuxin is half-step to the ancestral realm, and Xuan Chenxi has been promoted to the ninth level of Poxu!

Is this a bit exaggerated?

Of course, as the Confucian scholar said, if he hadn't wanted to overcome the tribulation, he could have been directly promoted to the first-class ancestor!

"Ahao, are you surprised? Sister Xi and I were also shocked when we first learned about our cultivation!" Seeing Ling Hao's reaction, Qin Yuxin smiled and said.

"By the way, did you know? Senior Jian Ling is also a Xuanling Holy Body!"

"Oh?" Ling Hao was stunned. "Really?"

"It's true!" Xuan Chenxi responded with a smile, "So she knows very well how to tap our potential to a greater extent, otherwise we wouldn't have broken through so quickly!"

"No wonder!" Ling Hao nodded.

"Ah Hao, have you broken through to the half-step ancestor?" Qin Yuxin then asked with joy on her face.

"Yeah!" Ling Hao added with a smile, "I can face thunder disaster at any time now!"

"Really? That's great!" Xuan Chenxi couldn't help shouting.

While the three men were talking, the sound of two footsteps sounded, it was Confucian scholar and Jian Ling.

"Seniors, what's the matter?" Ling Hao and the other three stepped forward to greet them.

"Master Ling, I just received news that people from Shura City will arrive at Huihe City in about half an hour!" the Confucian scholar said.

"So fast?" Ling Hao frowned slightly.

"It's indeed faster than I expected!" the Confucian scholar responded.

"Then go meet him!" Ling Hao said.

"Master Ling, Ruan Huang is

Are you sure about the late stage of the Eighth-Rank Saint Ancestor?" Jian Ling said.

"Try it!" Ling Hao responded.

He knew very well that he had no choice unless he ignored the lives of tens of millions of people in Huihe City.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qin Yuxin and the two of them, "Yuxin, Chenxi, wait for me here."

"I'm with you!" Qin Yuxin interrupted him directly.

"Brother Ling Hao, let us go, otherwise we won't be at ease here." Xuan Chenxi said at the same time.

"Okay then!" Ling Hao nodded after thinking for a moment.

"By the way, where have Ah Hao, Sister Xuan and Brother Lu gone?" Qin Yuxin asked again.

"They are inside the Nine Dragon Cauldron!" Ling Hao's eyes twisted slightly as he spoke, and the Nine Dragon Cauldron appeared.

If he wanted to intercept Ruan Huang, he would naturally have to let Chi Xiaoxuan, Lu Yue and others come out of the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. If the Nine Dragon Cauldron is snatched away by the opponent, everyone's lives will be in danger.

After a while, Chi Xiaoxuan and everyone came out of the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

After sensing everyone's cultivation, Ling Hao's eyes narrowed slightly again. It was indeed the Kowloon Space, and it lived up to its reputation.

Chi Xiaoxuan, like Qin Yuxin, had reached the half-step ancestor realm, Zhu Xiaoru had broken through to the ninth level of Poxu, and Lu Yue and Xuan Pang had entered the sixth level of Poxu.

The cultivation levels of Qinglong, Canglang, Dao Yunfei and Shangguan Mingtian have stopped at half-step to break the void. Because they have to overcome the thunder tribulation, their levels have not improved.

If the tribulation can be successfully overcome, there should be more than one level.

The level improvement of others is also exaggerated, especially Han Yue, Ye Ji and others, who, like Bai Hu and others, have entered the half-step of breaking the void realm.

Because time was tight, Ling Hao didn't say much to everyone.

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After briefly speaking to everyone, he took Qin Yuxin, Xuan Chenxi, Chi Xiaoxuan, Zhu Xiaoru, Lu Yue and Xuan Pang away from the sky.

Confucian scholar and Jian Ling also accompanied them. Ling Hao originally wanted to persuade them not to go, but they insisted on following, so he had no choice but to give up.

Half an hour later, Ling Hao and his group of nine people came to a star field thousands of miles away from Huihe City.

call!

Not long after, violent and oppressive momentum swept in from the distant sky, and the entire void seemed to be about to collapse at any time, making it suffocating.

In the blink of an eye, a dark figure appeared within the sight of the five people. The total number of people was about four to five hundred.

The leader was a man in his fifties or sixties, with a muscular back, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an unkind face.

The man is none other than the Lord of Shura City, Ruan Huang!

The late stage of the eighth-grade saint ancestor!

In addition to him, the opponent's high-end combat power includes two old men in the early Saint Ancestor realm and eight men and women in the Ancestor realm.

The others all have cultivation levels of Po Xu and below, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Who are you? If you don't want to die, get out!" The other party came not far away, and one of the men looked at Ling Hao and said loudly to the others.

"Are you Ruan Huang?" Ling Hao ignored the man and looked at Ruan Huang.

"How courageous!" Ruan Huang had already recognized Ling Hao. "You have killed so many people in Shura City and you still dare to intercept me here. How courageous!"

While speaking, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

As a top-notch force in the sixth-order star field, Shura City can only send out so many high-end combat forces, all thanks to Ling Hao.

In just a few short months, apart from these people at the scene, all the Ancestral Realm experts in Shura City had died at the hands of Ling Hao, including his son!

In his heart, it has long been

Spelled Ling Hao into the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be reincarnated!

"Is he Ling Hao?" The man before frowned tightly.

Many other people who had never seen Ling Hao had a look of anger on their faces.

"If I had known this, why bother in the first place!" Ling Hao replied lightly, "It was you who provoked me from the beginning to the end, wasn't it?"

"Childish!" Ruan Huang replied again and then looked at Confucian scholar and Jian Ling, "Who are you two?"

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell at a glance that both of them were just clones.

A clone can have the cultivation level of the Saint Ancestor, so it cannot be an ordinary person!

"Just a nobody, not worth mentioning!" the Confucian scholar replied lightly.

"Are you going to take care of this matter?" Ruan Huang continued to ask.

"Young Master Ling is my friend!" The Confucian scholar said again, "If you can take it for the sake of me, an old man, and leave it at this, I will say thank you to you on behalf of Young Master Ling!"

"Ignorance!" an old man said angrily, "If you two want to die with him, then I will let you!"

"In that case, let's each rely on our abilities!" The Confucian scholar shrugged his shoulders.

"Are you going to solve it yourself or should I help you? You can leave a whole body if you commit suicide!" Ruan Huang then looked at Ling Hao and said.

"You want me to commit suicide, but you're not even close!" Ling Hao said lightly.

"Really?" Ruan Huang responded coldly, "I heard that the Tianxuan Formation Disk is also on you?"

"Congratulations, you guessed it right!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You dare to come here to intercept me. Your biggest support should be the Tianxuan Formation Disk, right?" Ruan Huang said again, "Do you really think that with it, you can compete with me?"

"Try it!" Ling Hao replied again.

"Do you know what this is?" Ruan Huang raised his hand and waved, and something like a talisman floated in front of him.


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