Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Nine, Actually, You Are the Big Boss
"Boy, talent doesn't mean everything. In the sect family, you are a genius, and countless people admire and support you. But here, you have to coil up if it's a dragon, and you have to lie down if it's a tiger!"
"Borderland only looks at your cultivation. No matter how talented you are, it doesn't matter. I have been waiting for you in Nascent Soul for more than ten years. In my hands, you are the only one who can lead to death!"
The old man's face was cold and ferocious.
"Haha, have you been waiting for more than ten years in Yuanying?"
"It's been more than ten years, and you're still in the Nascent Soul stage. I have to say that you are a waste."
Li Xiaobai slowly shook his head. This old man was average and didn't even realize the difference in strength between them.
"You're such a brave, sharp-tongued boy, you'll die for me!"
The old man's face was fierce, and the skills in his hands were moving, attacking Li Xiaobai.
A huge phantom of the soul appeared in the void. It was the old man's god-demonic soul, with an anticlimax and a snake's tail.
"This is the phantom of the Yuan Shen that I have condensed over the past decades. I have put an unknown amount of miraculous medicine into it. It is several times more powerful than the ordinary Yuan Shen. Boy, you can block the power of this punch for decades.
Come down?"
As soon as the gods and demons came out, the pressure in the field increased greatly. Many monks present turned pale. The phantom of the powerful Yuanshen in the Nascent Soul stage was so heavy that they could not breathe.
"It's too scary. Is this Mr. Song's strength? I feel like my heart has been pinched."
"In the past, great masters at the Nascent Soul stage opened the battlefield alone. From a distance, I didn't feel anything. Today I have gained a lot of experience. The strength of this master at the Nascent Soul stage is really not something we can spy on!"
"It goes without saying that Yang Huan and others will definitely die today. There are seven powerful beings at the Nascent Soul Stage here!"
"Yes, it's just a pity that this talented person should have a bright future, but it's a pity that he chose the wrong opponent."
"Haha, he asked for this all by himself. A genius who comes from a big family has his eyes set higher than his own. Naturally, he doesn't take us in his eyes. Let him accept the severe beating of reality today. It can also be regarded as teaching him a lesson and reincarnation.
Finally, wipe your eyes with bright spots, not all places ask for him like his family."
The monks around him were whispering and talking intensely.
They have a natural hostility towards geniuses like Li Xiaobai, maybe this is due to jealousy.
Being able to see a genius fall will give him something to talk about after dinner.
Looking at the phantom of the gods and demons in the sky, Li Xiaobai couldn't stop laughing. The monks he had seen recently were basically at the Tribulation Stage, and many of them were at the Mahayana Stage.
I am used to seeing the phantom of the soul standing tall against the sky and the earth, reaching straight into the clouds. Now when I look at this baby-like soul in the Nascent Soul stage, I always have an inexplicable funny feeling.
"Old man, what is that thing of yours?"
"Isn't the soul too small?"
"With this level of soul, don't show it to show your embarrassment."
Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said casually.
"Boy, you are so brave, lead me to death!"
The old man was furious when he heard this, and the phantom of the soul in the void made a seal. The demonic flames surged and swept towards Li Xiaobai, covering him inside.
This demonic flame emits a faint purple light, and a dangerous aura permeates the entire place. Everyone knows that if you are contaminated by this flame, there will be absolutely no good ending.
"Hmph, a mere junior dares to speak so brazenly!"
"After all, he is just an armchair person, a clown, not worth mentioning! My magic flame is a refined fire from heaven and earth. If an ordinary monk gets even a trace of it, even the bones in his body will be reduced to ashes."
"But it is your honor to die under my demonic flames."
The old man stroked his beard and sneered. He originally thought that the other party was a master, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped by his own magic flame once he met him.
He obtained this flame from a secret realm, which was left behind by a powerful senior. In order to obtain this flame, he narrowly escaped death, but the benefits obtained were also huge. In a battle of the same level, as long as he sacrificed this fire
, no matter how hard it is, never fails.
It's the same this time. For a genius like this who hasn't grown up yet, his age is a flaw. He doesn't have enough cultivation or experience. He just practices a little faster.
"Haha, if this person is wrapped in my demonic flames, he will definitely die within three breaths without any body parts!"
The old man is quite confident.
"Well, not bad, Mr. Song did a great job!"
Jing Kun nodded, with a look of approval in his eyes.
However, Yang Huan and his group have strange expressions on their faces. Are you sure you can kill the boss?
Where does a Yuanying stage monk get his confidence?
And you still dare to play with fire in front of the boss. Didn’t you know that the entire wasteland was burned down by the boss’s flames?
For a moment, no one spoke, everyone was silently waiting for the result of the demonic flame in the void.
In flames.
Li Xiaobai felt the problem of flames on his body, and his expression was indescribably weird.
[Attribute points +2000...]
[Attribute points +3000...]
[Attribute points +3000...]
Unexpectedly, the old man was also a person who played with fire, and the power of the flame was pretty good. However, the old man's cultivation level was too low, and his cultivation level in the Nascent Soul stage could not bring out the true power of the flame.
I think it was a strange experience, but I took pictures of myself in my underwear.
Li Xiaobai smiled slightly, and casually summoned the hellfire to cover his whole body, and began to devour the surrounding demonic fire.
In just one breath, the surrounding purple light dimmed, and the violent flames disappeared without a trace.
[Current coverage: eleven meters.]
"Haha, this kid is quite capable. He was able to survive my flames for a breath, but at this moment he is still at the end of his strength!"
"Look, his whole body has been covered by demonic flames, and his body is being continuously eroded and corrupted. Within two breaths, this person will turn into a puddle of pus and dissipate between heaven and earth!"
The old man looked at the flames in the void with a smile on his face and a look of confidence on his face.
It's just that he always feels that there is something inconsistent somewhere, but it's not a big problem. The enemy is wrapped in magic flames and can no longer survive.
Jing Kun's eyes flashed with pride and he looked at Yang Huan.
"Haha, Camp Leader Yang, if you obey me now, these people will still have a chance to survive. If you insist on resisting, then your fate will be the same as this kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
Yang Huan's expression was still weird, looking at him as if he were a fool.
"Are you living in a dream?"
"You're only at the Nascent Soul stage, but you still forget to kill the big boss?"
"Who gave you confidence?"
Jing Kun's expression changed. He felt something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the strange black flame in the void. It was indeed a human figure wrapped in it.
But I always felt like something was wrong.
One breath...
Two breaths…
Three breaths…
"Mr. Song, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that after two breaths, this person will turn into a puddle of pus?"