Volume Five Chapter Twenty-Second [Unprovoked Killing God]
Volume 5, Chapter 22 [The God of Death Who Can’t Be Offended]
Linghu Xiao concentrated on controlling the three-legged Golden Crow Flame. At this time, the opponent's golden spiritual treasure looked very embarrassed. It was held tightly and could not escape at all. The terrible heat continued to rise, even if the people below were far away from each other.
Some distance up in the air, it still felt unbearably hot.
The pill-forming monks are better off. They can just drink a few sips of water at most. The foundation-building monks are in a worse situation. Drinking water and wiping sweat are useless. The hot and burning sensation seems like a kind of poison that has entered the body.
Their bodies seemed to be filled with poison at this time.
Upon seeing this, Han Tong immediately took out three primary storage bags and threw them to a pill-forming monk from the Lion Clan, Tiger Clan and Wolf Clan, and said: "There are condensation pills here to relieve fire poison. Let your people take them."
But, otherwise it will be difficult to recover if you are poisoned for too long."
"Thank you, Elder Han." The three demon clan pill-building monks immediately took it respectfully, and then distributed the pills to the foundation-building monks of their clan.
After these foundation-building monks took it, they immediately felt a cooling sensation coming over them, covering their whole bodies, especially their lungs, and most of the painful burning sensation disappeared.
Wang Rui looked at Han Tong and his party, and had a deeper understanding of the relationship between the Litian Sect and the four major tribes, and did not know what inseparable connection they had before.
Suddenly, Wang Rui heard the monks from the three tribes around him making excited shouts again. His heart suddenly tightened and he looked up.
At some point, Linghu Xiao, who was bent on manipulating the three-legged golden crow flame, was entangled by someone, and the person was extremely ferocious and belonged to the physical training category.
"Lang Tong?" Wang Rui reacted immediately. It seemed that the ancestor of the wolf clan who had been lurking in the nearby clouds had finally taken action at this moment.
While Linghu Xiao was concentrating, Lang Tong suddenly jumped out from the clouds. His fists and kicks contained terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, and they slapped the opponent's protective air shield. Linghu Xiao seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and his body kept moving.
, but can never get rid of it.
"Hahaha... Brother Lang, well done, let me help you." Hu Wanlong saw this scene and immediately shouted in surprise.
Shi Chaosheng also raised hopes, swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual power, and then poured all his strength into the Lingbao. Suddenly, the weapon spirit of the Lingbao burst out with a roar like a wild bull.
The golden hammer directly transformed into a wild bull, and the horns of the bull's head pressed against the chest of the three-legged golden crow. For a moment, the two were evenly matched.
Tiger Wanlong roared, his body fell down, and quickly transformed into a huge black tiger.
"The ancestor has revealed his true form." The monks of the Tiger clan cheered, and the other two clans were also in high spirits, as if victory was just around the corner.
Several fellow disciples next to Han Tong, some of whom were demon monks, also had smiles on their faces at this time.
Then, he looked at Wang Rui beside him and saw him sitting cross-legged on a big tree with a calm look, as if he was oblivious to the crisis facing Linghu Xiao.
"Isn't he really afraid of the punishment he will receive after his elder loses?" Han Tong didn't believe it. Once Linghu Xiao lost, he would definitely be killed by Shi Chaosheng and three others, and then Wang Rui would not escape death.
, but he is so calm now, either because he has something to rely on, but he is just a pill-forming monk, or...
Then, Han Tong raised his head and looked into the air again. Linghu Xiao was attacked by both Lang Tong and Hu Wanlong. It was extremely difficult for him to hold the ball of blue flame in his hand.
"Wait...why hasn't he taken back the blue one?
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The flame...can't be..." Suddenly Han Tong shouted loudly to the top.
"You two, pay attention to the blue flame on his hand, be careful." Han Tong's words shocked Lang Tong and Hu Wanlong, and they both noticed the blue ball in Linghu Xiao's hand that he had been holding on to.
flame.
"Did you notice it now? It's too late!" After saying that, he threw out the flame, which quickly spread and enveloped the three people in it.
"Ah...this..." Before he could finish his words, Lang Tong was frozen by an extremely cold force and turned into an ice sculpture.
Because Hu Wanlong showed his true body and was larger in size, there was still a head and part of his body that had not been completely frozen. He was still resisting and asked Shi Chaosheng and Han Tong for help.
"Brother, Brother Han...save me!" Hu Wanlong begged.
Han Tong immediately stepped on his foot and shot up into the air, about to take action.
"Why are you here to join in the fun? Get down!" But he was quickly knocked down by an irresistible force of space, and fell back to the ground from the mid-air.
Han Tong got up with red eyes and raised his head. His heart was full of reluctance, but he did not dare to try again. The blow just now definitely exceeded the strength of the late Yuanying stage, but Linghu Xiao was obviously only in the middle stage of Yuanying. Why? Why?
Unfortunately, no one answered Han Tong, and Tiger Wanlong had already met the same fate as Lang Tong, being frozen into an ice sculpture.
Bang!
Linghu Xiao took out a palm and slapped it on the ice sculpture. The ice sculpture immediately shattered and turned into countless ice slag. The bodies of Lang Tong and Hu Wanlong were directly destroyed.
"Ancestor..." The monks from the Wolf Clan and the Tiger Clan cried out. They never thought that the ancestor, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, would actually... be defeated, and it was a miserable defeat.
The moment Lang Tong and Hu Wanlong's bodies were shattered, their souls escaped. Just as they wanted to escape, they were locked by two chains of flames sprayed from Linghu Xiao's nostrils.
"Why should you be so aggressive, fellow Taoist... You have already won, and everything we had on us before is yours."
"Fellow Taoist, please let us both go. The wolf clan will only follow your lead in the future!"
Linghu Xiao shook his head and said: "I never trust the demon clan. It was the same tens of millions of years ago, and it is the same today!"
After saying that, regardless of the wails and pleas of the two Nascent Soul cultivators, he was directly dragged back by the flame chain and sucked into his nostrils.
The powerful fluctuations of the soul came out, making all the monks below feel a sense of trembling and fear.
Wang Rui also gritted his teeth to resist the domineering power exuded by this high-level monk. At this moment, he was extremely eager to become a Nascent Soul monk, and to be a domineering Nascent Soul monk like Ling Huxiao.
After absorbing and refining the souls of the two Yuanying monks, Linghu Xiao's cultivation level rose again, and he was very close to the advanced stage.
"It's up to you." Linghu Xiao turned to look at Shi Chaosheng, who was so distracted that he hurriedly removed the spirit treasure and knelt down, hoping to spare his life.
Unfortunately, Linghu Xiao did not give him such a chance. Without any obstruction, the three-legged golden crow penetrated directly through Shi Chaosheng's body, directly took his soul back into his mouth, and then returned to Linghu Xiao's side.
On the palm of his hand, Shi Chaosheng's soul was still pleading, hoping that Linghu Xiao would let him go. The humbleness of a Nascent Soul monk, even in his early stages of cultivation, was an eye-opener for everyone.
When Wang Rui saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and said in his heart: This... this is absolute strength, which will make even the opponent angry.
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Without the intention to resist, the senior must be the number one Nascent Soul cultivator at this moment.
Although Shi Chaosheng begged so hard, he was still not let go. As his soul was sucked into Linghu Xiao's nostrils in pain and torture, a Nascent Soul monk died again.
In this battle, three Nascent Soul monks died, while the opponent had only one person. From the beginning, they were evenly matched, then they gained the upper hand, and then the final sudden reversal, leaving the three demon monks and Han Tong below.
The elders of Litian Sect were speechless.
He devoured and refined Shi Chaosheng's soul again, and took his spiritual treasure into his hands. Then, he also took away the storage bags of the three people, and the battle came to an end.
After continuously devouring and refining the souls of three Nascent Soul monks, Linghu Xiao's cultivation finally reached the advanced stage, which still seemed to make him a little dissatisfied.
When he slowly descended and came to the bottom, when he saw the bowl-shaped shield, Han Tong immediately removed it, not daring to disobey this god of death.
"Tell your elders that if you want to come to me for revenge, you can come. I won't change my name or surname, and so does Linghu Xiao!" Linghu Xiao, the True Lord of Lieyang, appeared in the world of cultivation after hundreds of millions of years with such a domineering attitude.
World, Dongxuanzhou, and perhaps the other three continents will remember this name.
A few years ago, Wang Rui almost destroyed his soul in the other party's cave. At that time, Linghu Xiao also begged him. Now, whether Linghu Xiao is able to survive in peace, Wang Rui has to lament that the world has changed, and things have changed.
The monks from the three major tribes did not dare to mention the matter of revenge. After respectfully thanking them, they left, not even paying attention to the three monks from the same tribe in the formation. Of the four major tribes, the Leopard tribe was almost extinct, and the other three tribes
The death of the ancestors at the same time will definitely shock Seibu City. I believe that from today on, the four major tribes in Seibu City will be reshuffled, and even the demon clan will withdraw from the stage of the four major tribes.
Wang Rui came to Linghu Xiao, clasped his fists and said, "Senior is mighty!"
"Hahaha... This battle was really enjoyable. It almost brought out all the resentment I had held in that damn place for so long. It was not in vain that I endured the humiliation. Wang Rui, you can be considered my benefactor. If we can rebuild with kindness, you will be able to do it again in the future.
Whatever is needed, as long as I can do it, there will be no ambiguity." Ling Huxiao was in a good mood at the moment, so he was even more pleased with Wang Rui.
Wang Rui knew that such words should not be taken too seriously. What Linghu Xiao said when he was in a good mood could be regarded as a statement, but he could not use it to blackmail others. As long as the friendship between him and Linghu Xiao existed, he would benefit from it in the future.
endless.
"Thank you, senior, but the junior is more of a friend because he has similar temperament with the senior." Wang Rui said honestly. Ling Huxiao was impressed by Wang Rui. He was able to be calm-minded and coquettish in front of him.
It's indeed impressive. Even though Wang Rui's qualifications are average, as long as he takes more care of him in the future, he may not be able to conceive a baby.
Afterwards, Linghu Xiao walked up to Han Tong and others and said, "Let's go, fellow Taoist, don't you want to take me to Litian Jiao to see it? I happen to be free, so I'll go with you."
"Fellow Taoist was joking. I was just using my words. I apologize again. I hope fellow Taoist Haihan will show my respect. These spiritual stones will be regarded as an apology." No one was surprised by Han Tong's low attitude. After all, in
In the face of such a murderous god who cannot be offended, it is already remarkable that he can save his life.
After Wang Rui and Ling Huxiao left towards the north, Han Tong's face turned gloomy, his sleeves shook, and he said to his fellow disciples next to him: "Let's go back and report today's incident to the sect master. It seems that Xiwu City
Things are going to change, and it’s time for the four major tribes to change.”