"To me, there is no difference between you and her." Ling Xuewei sneered.
A male demon and a female femme fatale.
"Arrogant!"
After saying this, An Xiao stopped talking nonsense and took action directly!
An Zhao didn't dare to be careless, because the woman in front of him was really cunning, and so many ghosts in their Underworld Palace had returned in despair, so he naturally knew how powerful Ling Xuewei was.
Because of this, Ansha went all out as soon as he came up.
The cultivation level of the third-level martial saint is fully activated!
In an instant, more than a dozen towering trees around her were broken by the air wave, and in the blink of an eye, the dark shadow came to her.
"Keng!"
The wind and sharp claws collided, making a harsh sound.
The moment they met, they separated.
The wind whistled slightly, and a shallow crack appeared on the dagger blade.
The strength of a third-level martial saint should not be underestimated.
Feng Sha has undergone space transformation and is entangled with Ling Xuewei's spiritual energy, making it extremely strong. Now cracks appear with just one strike, which shows how strong the opponent is.
And equally surprised was An Xiao.
His fingers kept trembling, and a drop of blood seeped out from under his sharp claws. As a ghost, his claws were comparable to swords, guns, swords and halberds. He had not been injured for many years, but now...
That dagger is no ordinary thing.
The two of them were at opposite ends, neither of them took action, as if they were considering the other's strength.
But soon, the dark beast moved first.
He had no time to waste. If Mandrill or the Independence Army came, it would be even more difficult to take her away.
"Sky Wave!"
A purple-black beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, creating a deep ravine where Ling Xuewei was standing just now!
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen light beams fell, and the pressure as cold as Mount Tai made the entire forest seem to be trembling.
Trees collapsed and the ground cracked.
Ling Xuewei's figure was like a ghost, passing through afterimages in the air.
With the speed of a second-level Martial Saint, coupled with the unique wind element blessing, let alone a third-level Martial Saint, I am afraid that even a fifth-level Martial Saint would have a hard time catching her.
Especially now that she has mastered the power of wind element extremely skillfully.
But the opponent obviously didn't give up and kept launching attacks.
Suddenly, a strong crisis shot up her back, and her body, which had always been vigilant, made her react automatically!
"boom!"
A dazzling golden light fell!
This is exactly where she was just now!
Looking at this scene, Ling Xuewei's pupils shrank.
That's... the challenge formation!
Once you enter this formation, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it will be difficult to break it!
She had seen the power of this formation with her own eyes that day in Sunset City, but she didn't expect that the Diming Palace would even take out such a precious thing in order to deal with her.
"Let's capture him without mercy!"
Dark Devil blinked and appeared behind her, waving his sharp claws down!
This is a blind spot for attack. Even if you notice it, it will be difficult to react in such a short time!
Got it!
But unexpectedly, there was a sudden 'clang', and a dark ax stood in front of him.
Then the purple thunder flashed and struck away like a python!
"Thunder's Fury!"
The person coming shouted loudly, and came roaring with the blessing of thunder and lightning from the double axe!
"Stab it!" The corner of the red robe was cut off, and the dark figure retreated quickly, finally seeing the person clearly.
"Young Master."
Xiong Cang holds two axes in his hands, and there is lightning all over his body.
"Thunder ability?"
An Shao was surprised. He didn't expect that this unremarkable-looking man was actually a rare lightning-type ability user.
This woman is indeed not an ordinary person around her.
However, Anshao has not taken him seriously yet.
"He's just an eighth-level Martial Emperor, so what if he comes?"
Xiong Cang held two axes in his hands, his figure as tall as a mountain, "Young Master, leave this to me."
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"
"yes."
After watching quietly for a few seconds, she actually turned around and walked aside, finding an open space to sit down.
It looked like he really didn't intend to take action.
An Shao was furious, suddenly feeling that he had been underestimated, even the tattoos on his face became ferocious, "You don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
The body rushed like a bolt of lightning!
Just ignore Xiong Cang next to you and attack Ling Xuewei!
But she remained motionless, letting the sharp claws tear her apart.
"Keng——!"
At a distance of three inches, the attack was blocked again.
"Your opponent is me."
"oh?"
An Xiao was in an accident this time. It was just the first time, maybe it was a coincidence. Then the second time...
The blood pupils narrowed, and the whole body became full of momentum!
The body instantly turned into smoke like a blood snake, "Mimicry, demon snake!"
Mimicry is unique to the Diming Palace, but all ghosts can transform themselves into any form. It is also known as 'mimicry'.
In mimicry, any attack can be neutralized, even auras are useless.
Ling Xuewei had fought with them countless times and was very familiar with this form, but she did not remind them.
The snake-shaped blood mist instantly entangled Xiong Cang into a knot, and its sharp claws materialized and stabbed towards his chest!
"Die!"
Unexpectedly, when the claws penetrated the chest an inch, they could no longer move forward!
Suddenly, thunder surged around him! Countless black and red streaks surged out of his body!
There was an explosion, and air waves rose into the sky!
Even the dark dragon in the form of a demonic snake was blown away!
He was shocked, seeing the aura around him suddenly surge! His muscles were tangled, and his originally brown hair instantly turned into a fiery red! It exploded in the air like a flame!
The clothes on his upper body were also torn apart in the air wave, revealing his strong chest. Then, a weird and strange purple tattoo hovered on his chest, like a dragon and a dragon, majestic!
"drink!"
With a loud roar, the surrounding trees were cut off directly!
Even the air seems to be distorted!
This is definitely not something an eighth-level Martial Emperor can do!
Watching his aura change from the eighth level to the ninth level, and then directly break through the first level Martial Saint, the second level...
The shock in An Shao's heart is getting stronger and stronger!
There is no shortage of props in the world of monks that can enhance your strength in a short period of time.
For example, taking elixirs or using magic weapons can temporarily forcibly increase the monk's level!
It's unheard of to upgrade to four levels at once like this!
What's more, he didn't find out that he had taken any pills or used any magic weapon, so how did he increase his eighth-level strength to a second-level Martial Saint?!
It is impossible to say that Ling Xuewei was not surprised.
She had known that he had a trump card, but she didn't expect it to be such a powerful trump card.
Forcibly raising the level of cultivation to the fourth level, the most important thing is to directly cross the sky screen - Martial Saint, this is not something that everyone can do.
It just so happens that he should take advantage of today's opportunity to show her his strength.
Purple-red thunder and lightning wrapped around his axe, bursting out with powerful spiritual pressure.
The muscular arms were like the vines of a towering tree, exuding terrifying power.
The brown eyes also changed vaguely, revealing a faint purple color.
The air solidified for a moment.
Then, he moved!
As if carrying the power of thousands of thunders, the double axes slashed down into the air!
"Axes of the Gods!"
"boom--!"
The terrifying air waves hit the mountain forest and instantly swept away the trees and grass within a radius of 100 meters!
