But that time, there was Asura, so everyone was able to defeat the extraterrestrial demon.
Today's Three Realms cannot be said to have a dwindling talent pool, but there are by no means astonishingly talented figures like the Asuras of the past, let alone those who can unite as one.
Regardless of the demon world, the spiritual world, or the underworld, it is difficult for anyone to be convinced by any existence.
Although both he and Li Yutong are different from what they were in the past, they are still far from what Asura was back then, not to mention that he could attract countless followers with just a raise of his arms.
As for the demons from outside the territory who have been recuperating and recuperating over the years, although their strength may not be as great as that of ancient times, they will never be weaker than those of ancient times. In all likelihood, they should be much stronger.
This kind of ebb and flow...
At this thought, Bingpo's face became even more gloomy.
There was a leak in the house, and it rained all night. A flying sword passed a message, and it came in from the outside again.
No, it's not just one stream. There are seven or eight rays of magic light. By chance, they all arrived here at the same time.
Bingpo's pupils narrowed slightly, and with a sweep of his huge spiritual thoughts, he already knew the whole story.
These Flying Sword Letters, without exception, are all asking for help, and they all mention extraterrestrial demons.
"What a useless piece of trash!"
The dignified Bingpo Ancestor actually seemed a little angry and frustrated: "There are not enough successes and more than enough failures. There is no one in our holy world who can stop these extraterrestrial demons."
And just then.
A woman who looked like a maid walked in timidly: "Master Ancestor, the formation you want is ready. Do you want to..."
"What do you think?"
Bingpo turned around and said, "I don't have any eyesight at all."
"Yes, yes, this subordinate is stupid."
The woman's face turned pale, she hurriedly bowed and left the stone house.
At this point, although Bingpo hated Lin Xuan to the core, things had to take priority, and the plan to chase him had to be given up for the time being.
…
However, this is not good news for Lin Xuan.
As the saying goes, if you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won't have to worry. Today, Lin Xuan's life is hanging by a thread.
It sounds like a bad year, but who would have thought that we could meet Chaos here?
Although Bao She died, Lin Xuan fell into a new crisis.
And Chaos is indeed a Hongmeng beast, ridiculously powerful.
Lin Xuan tried his best, but couldn't resist.
Although he had used both the Twin Infants and the Yidan at the late stage, he still had very little mana left after the series of battles. Now even the final killing blow, the Black Jade True Spirit Art, was of no use. He could only watch the blood-red bone spurs and kill him.
Towards myself.
And the power of each bone spur is comparable to that of an innate spiritual treasure.
Lin Xuan has never been a cultivator who lacks courage, but in this case, there is no way to save his life.
He closed his eyes in despair.
Maybe you are unwilling to give in, but in this case, what can you do?
It is impossible to resist or escape.
You can only let others slaughter you.
"Purrrrrrr!"
However, at this moment, a strange sound came into my ears.
The sound was not loud. It was like a puppy or kitten snoring while sleeping.
But the arrogant Chaos suddenly widened his eyes, and his expression was extremely weird... How should I put it?
A little panicked. A little scared.
It was like meeting a natural enemy.
What's even more incredible is that the blood-red bone spurs, like their own flying speed, suddenly slowed down a lot. It was as if there was some invisible force that changed the law of time.
Surprised, astonished!
But Lin Xuan's reaction was not slow at all.
God-given opportunity, how could he miss it.
Lin Xuan's body flashed and he had retreated several miles, temporarily eliminating the crisis.
Escape from death!
However, this method seems a bit strange.
Lin Xuan was at a loss as to why this was happening and didn't understand what happened.
Chaos did not pursue it. On the contrary, its expression at this moment was as if it was facing a formidable enemy.
Staring at Lin Xuan.
However, his eyes were unfocused, as if he was looking at something other than Lin Xuan.
That weird scene is beyond words.
"Hululu."
The sudden sound reached my ears again.
This time, Lin Xuan could not have heard wrongly. His expression changed and he raised his head.
Could it be that……
He flicked his sleeves and robe, and a ray of light flew out from his waist.
When the light flashed away, a strange creature appeared in front of his eyes.
About the same size as a fist, it is very cute and furry, with a pair of small claws on its abdomen, and the wings on its back are as white and flawless as winter snow.
What a cute little guy!
Not to mention that it looked sleepy at the moment, rubbing its eyes with its wings and looking confused.
Little fur ball!
Lin Xuan was surprised and happy. It turned out to be this little guy. It had been sleeping for thousands of years and now it finally woke up.
This is certainly worth cheering for, but the reality is that Lin Xuan doesn't think the little fur ball is of much use.
Yes, this guy has a domain, but it is only incomplete. It is only useful for monsters who cannot change into human form, and there are great constraints. For example, although the true spirit cannot change into a human form, that domain is
useless.
The chaos in front of him was obviously much stronger than the average true spirit.
Except for true dragons and colorful phoenixes, few true spirits can compete with them.
The half-assed field of the little furball is nothing more than a joke.
This is common sense!
But soon Lin Xuan shook his head again. If everything had been done according to common sense, he should have lost his mind by now.
Apart from anything else, the blood-red blood just now was bone spurs, and he should be beaten into a sieve.
Every bone spur is as different from an innate spiritual treasure.
And this crisis was obviously resolved by the little fur ball. Although I don't know exactly how it did it, it is obvious that this little guy is much stronger than I thought, and there is unknown power hidden.
The thoughts in his mind turned around, and a hint of joy appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
With a flick of his sleeves, several jade bottles flew out. Without saying a word, Lin Xuan drank up all the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk inside. Although he knew that it was drinking poison to quench his thirst, at this moment, he couldn't care about so much.
Let’s restore some mana first.
After all, although the performance of the little fur ball is surprising, Lin Xuan knows deeply that if he wants to get out of the crisis, he still needs to rely on himself.
During the whole process, Chaos felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He stared at the little fur ball with a look of fear on his face.
Natural enemy!
"Purrrrrrr!"
Compared with the chaotic and nervous expression, the little furball's performance was obviously much more relaxed. It first touched Lin Xuan's trousers with a look of intimacy on its face.
The expression was like that of a little tabby cat, coquettishly coquettishly acting like a spoiled cat.
Very cute, but facing a powerful enemy at this time, Lin Xuan was not in the mood to tease his pet. He patted the fur ball and said, "Okay, don't make trouble. Let's deal with this guy in front of you first."
After listening to Lin Xuan's words, the little fur ball turned his head obediently and his eyes fell on Chaos.
I was a little confused at first, then my eyes widened, and my expression became even more weird. (To be continued...)