Ling Xiao stretched out his palm and firmly caught the storage ring thrown by Ou Ran. He closed his eyes slightly and put his mind into it. Suddenly, a huge aura of wealth hit his face, making him unable to help but reveal
A satisfied smile.
As expected of Ou Luan, the president of the Holy Son Society, he truly deserves his reputation. The richness of wealth in this storage ring is simply astonishing.
There were as many as 300 million middle-grade spiritual stones alone, and Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh. You must know that although he had robbed the goblins in Luan City before, he only harvested 100 million medium-grade spiritual stones.
In comparison, this time I really made a lot of money.
In addition to mid-grade spiritual stones, Ling Xiao also discovered that there were hundreds of top-grade imperial weapons hidden in this storage ring.
Each of these imperial weapons exudes a powerful aura, as if they can tear the void apart at any time.
What surprised him even more was that there were three human artifacts among them. Although they were only low-grade, it was enough to make Ling Xiao very excited. You know, he only had a few human artifacts on his body now.
Ling Xiao carefully looked at these three human weapons, each exuding a unique aura. He imagined himself holding these magical weapons and being invincible on the battlefield, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with anticipation.
Of course, Ling Xiao also knows that martial arts and weapons have their own advantages and disadvantages. Although his bloodthirsty sword soul is only a middle-grade human weapon-level martial soul, its power cannot be underestimated.
And the God-killing Sword Soul has reached the level of a supreme human weapon, enough to give him an advantage when facing powerful enemies.
However, the use of martial souls requires the consumption of internal energy, and once released, it will continue to be consumed. In contrast, weapons do not require the consumption of internal energy and can exert powerful power simply by waving them.
Ling Xiao held the heavy storage ring in his hand, and his heart was filled with joy. He had always longed to possess some better weapons to enhance his strength.
This time, I didn't expect that Ou Luan would be so generous and send such a rich wealth to his hands.
"Haha, Brother Ou Luan is so generous." Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh out loud. He patted the storage ring, as if he could feel the endless wealth from it, "Since you are so sincere, then next time we
How about setting up another life-and-death battle? Remember to prepare more good weapons, I'm looking forward to another confrontation with you."
After saying that, Ling Xiao turned around and left, leaving behind a stunned Ou Luan. Ou Luan's face was ashen and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
His heart was filled with humiliation and anger. He didn't expect that he would be so humiliated by Ling Xiao. In this battle, he was so completely defeated that even the storage ring was taken away. Now Ling Xiao wants to make another date. This is simply ridiculous.
Treat him as someone who has been taken advantage of.
However, Ling Xiao ignored Ou Luan's reaction and left with the joy of victory.
Ling Bi and other demon generals were extremely excited. Although they expected Ling Xiao to win, the moment they actually saw the victory still made them feel extremely excited and happy.
"Haha, we won! Your Majesty is so powerful!" Ling Bi and others cheered, their faces filled with smiles of victory.
Wang Xuan was extremely shocked. Although she knew that Ling Xiao was very strong, she didn't expect that he could defeat Ou Luan so easily.
The outcome of this battle made her feel like she was in a dream. After being reminded by Ling Bi, she followed the others and left as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Her heart was filled with admiration and gratitude for Ling Xiao, and she was also proud of being able to fight alongside him.
The faces of everyone in the Holy Son Society were like frost in winter, and they could not hide their shock and disappointment.
When their eyes met, they all showed expressions of disbelief. These people who once cheered and were proud of the Holy Son Society were now like dead branches covered by frost and snow, losing their former vitality.
Defeated!
This simple word, at this moment, hit their hearts like a heavy hammer. The president of their Holy Son Society, Ou Luan, who existed like a god in their hearts, was defeated.
This is simply an unacceptable fact for them.
Ou Luan, the belief in their hearts was their pride and glory in the World Council. They once firmly believed that except for the top four strongest men, no one could shake Ou Luan's status.
However, today, this belief has been ruthlessly shattered.
Ling Xiao, who had just joined Tianxiahui for just over a month, actually defeated their president, which made them feel extremely shocked and shocked.
They once thought that Ling Xiao was just a newcomer, but today, he proved himself extraordinary with his strength.
Among the crowd of the Holy Son Society, discussions arose one after another, but most of them were silence and sighs.
They could not accept this fact, but they had to face it. Ou Luan himself was like an eggplant beaten by frost, losing all his life and pride.
His eyes shone with a complicated light, including regret for the failure and shock at Ling Xiao's strength. At this moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart that were difficult to describe.
"Unacceptable?" The Grand Master's gaze was profound, as if he could see into people's hearts. He slowly turned to Ou Luan, his tone was a bit stern, but also revealed a bit of concern.
Ou Luan clenched his fists, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh. He was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, with obvious bitterness in his voice: "Do you still need to ask? Of course I can't accept it." His eyes were full of unwillingness.
and anger, as if to tear the air in front of him.
"If I lose to the top four, I can still comfort myself. After all, their strength is better than mine. But losing to Ling Xiao...how can I accept it?" Ou Luan's words were full of helplessness and regret, he seemed to
I am fighting my own inner struggles.
The Grand Master sighed softly, as if he could feel the pain in Ou Luan's heart. He said solemnly: "Ling Xiao is right in saying that your attack methods are indeed too single. But Ling Xiao is different.
His attack methods are numerous and flexible, which gives him a great advantage in battle."
"Furthermore, you have obviously underestimated the enemy." The Grand Master's words were even harsher, "If you had used the Tianyang Divine Art with all your strength from the beginning, the result might have been different. But that's how battles are, and victory or defeat is often decided in a matter of seconds.
If you lose, you lose, but as long as you don't die, you still have a chance."
The commander's words made Ou Luan fall into deep thought.
He recalled every detail of the battle, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of self-blame and regret. Yes, he did underestimate the enemy and did not go all out. If he had used Tianyang Magic from the beginning, maybe he wouldn't have
It failed so miserably.
"Work hard to improve your realm." The Grand Master patted Ou Luan on the shoulder, his tone full of encouragement, "After all, the Tianyang Divine Art is just a means, and the real strength must be supported by the realm. Wait until your realm reaches a certain level.