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Six hundred and thirtieth chapters stalemate

Huxiaoshan raised his feet and stepped forward, and suddenly a light wind visible to the naked eye suddenly lifted him up.

The breeze only whirled a few times before Tiger Roaring Mountain appeared next to Xu Luo like a ghost, sealing his left hand and slapping him between the eyebrows.

At this moment, the sound of dripping water echoed in the air again, and Xu Luo's figure suddenly shrank and disappeared, as if he had completely merged into the dark river water that was submerged in the air.

The Lotus Seal of Huxiao Mountain sank into the water like a stone. The Xuanming River, which was still surging just now, felt like it was struck by lightning. Countless qi machines exploded from the bottom of the river, and the river was cut off directly.

However, there was no trace of joy on Old Hu Xiaoshan's face, and his eyes were subconsciously staring at the void ahead.

The next moment, Xu Luo walked out of the void with a pale face, but before his body could completely solidify, green and black light quickly poured out, and his expression returned to its original color within a breath.

The "Devil Ape Chaos Body" that has been promoted to the Dharma Realm has an appalling effect in terms of recovery ability!

Even Hu Xiaoshan, the Sanxian ancestor, couldn't help but shrink his eyes when he saw this scene, and a touch of emotion suddenly appeared on his face.

"Xu Luo, you are really amazing, but it's a pity that you were born in the human race? This Fairyland has never been a world where the human race can dominate the world! You...

Oh, what a pity!"

Being able to practice to the realm of Five Decline Immortals, the things that can be seen in Huxiao Mountain are naturally more than 99% of all living beings in this world.

His words indeed came from the bottom of his heart, and there were no lies. They would never allow the human race to rise. This was the tacit consensus reached by all the major forces in the Fairyland!

Xu Luo also didn't expect that he would have such sincere emotion at this time. He was stunned for a moment subconsciously, but he immediately replied with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior, but we still have to fight the battle that needs to be fought. Don't expect me to be merciful!"

Hearing this shameless joke, Hu Xiaoshan shook his head and laughed. Even he didn't know where Xu Luo got the confidence to be so sharp-tongued until now?

But Xu Luo didn't just talk, he actually touched her again without hesitation.

When Hu Xiaoshan saw countless Xu Luo who were exactly the same, they were swarming around him. No matter how harmonious his mind was, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at this moment.

"Screech! Still not retreating!"

As Tiger Roaring Mountain screamed, a horrifying scene appeared in the eyes of many spiritual tribes who were watching from a distance.

I saw wisps of light wind suddenly appearing in the sky, instantly gathering into vortices, freezing every Xu Luo figure directly in the air.

Each of Xu Luo's postures and expressions are completely different, but they are all lifelike and vivid. However, Hu Xiaoshan just glanced at Xu Luo and pointed at Xu Luo's figure on the left without hesitation.

The fingers seemed to be slow and fast, the last breath was just popped out, and the next breath Xu Luo's figure was like broken glass, shattering inch by inch.

This was like a primer, one after another Xu Luo shattered like bubbles, leaving only vortexes spinning in the air.

A little red flame appeared out of nowhere and fell into the vortex. With a bang, the flame exploded directly and formed a red fire dragon in the air with its teeth and claws dancing towards the gate of Tiger Roaring Mountain.

Huxiaoshan was not confused by the attack of the candle flames. The huge green lotus appeared above the head at some point. With just a slight turn, the sharp wind blades cut the fire dragon into pieces.

But what puzzled him was that Xu Luo could still hide his presence under his nose until now. This was really unbelievable!

In addition, both Hu Xiaoshan himself and Xu Luo in front of him are actually extremely wise men. If you don't have to be stupid to see today's situation, Xu Luo has absolutely no chance of winning.

If there was no accident, he would definitely be robbed today, but until now, Xu Luo has not seen any move to give up his escape. What on earth was he thinking?

Hu Xiaoshan waved his sleeves and swept the sparks in the sky into the distance, reuniting them into the original body of the E-shaped lantern in the air.

It's just that at this time, the white skin of the lantern has become tattered again, and the light of the red candle is extremely dim, just like how it looked when Xu Luo first got it.

At this time, a white palm suddenly stretched out from the void, holding the E-shaped lantern in its hand. The dim red light reflected Xu Luo's delicate face, making it look a bit eerie and terrifying.

An uneasy feeling suddenly surged out of Hu Xiaoshan's heart. He couldn't care about what Xu Luo was doing for the moment. Huge spiritual consciousness immediately swarmed out like a tide, and even made a harsh whistling sound in the air.

The spiritual consciousness, which was obviously just an invisible thing, turned into a huge gust of wind visible to the naked eye, sweeping in all directions.

When you reach the realm of Five Decline Loose Immortals, whims like this will never go without purpose. Something extremely detrimental to you must have happened somewhere.

This time, Huxiao Mountain had almost no reservations, and the horrifying phenomenon not only made the people in the distance scream in surprise, but even Xu Luo felt awe-inspiring.

He had just removed his green beard, but Hu Xiaoshan seemed to be alert. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart at the astonishing intuition of these old guys.

From the moment he entered this battlefield, Xu Luo had been spreading his green beard silently. Because there were so many eyes staring at him, even if Xu Luo believed in Wu Shengzhu, he could not help but act with extreme caution.

The most important thing is that his intuition told him that there was more malice, hidden deep in places that he couldn't see, without any signs of it!

Until just now, Xu Luo had planted as many useless bamboo green beards as possible within his current cultivation range.

In other words, he has now used even the most desperate means. If he still cannot escape today, there is nothing to regret.

He asked himself that he had tried his best to survive, but in this eternal world, no one was immune to death!

Now that I have done everything I should do, there is only one thing left, and that is to see how far I am from the top power in this world?

In fact, Xu Luo already knew that although he was in the Ningsha realm, his cultivation system was completely different from that of almost everyone else, and he could never be treated as someone who was in the Ningsha realm on the surface.

Thinking of this, Xu Luo's whole aura suddenly changed. He no longer hesitated or flinched, and his eyes were as calm as water, as if the sky was falling and he wouldn't be moved at all.

Outsiders may not be able to detect the changes, but Hu Xiaoshan, who was the first to bear the brunt, was immediately alert to Dasheng.

Thinking that the spiritual consciousness detection had just failed, he now became more and more certain that these strange and uneasy things were definitely related to the human race young man in front of him.

"Xu Luo, why don't you come to my spiritual clan...how brave!"

The treacherous Hu Xiaoshan subconsciously wanted to delay for some time. It is said that the older you get, the less courageous you are. This is purely the instinctive reaction of a practitioner who can have the last laugh!

But before he could finish his words, a cold sword light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a cold black and white moon quickly occupied all his sight.

Hu Xiaoshan also didn't expect that Xu Luo, a bastard, was born in the year of the earth dog and didn't even bark when he bit someone!

But how did he know that if it weren't for the failure of the back-up plan of Wang Shengzhu and Xu Luo's irreverent temper, how could Wenwentonton have been talking nonsense to him for so long?

The green lotus petals automatically fall off in the absence of wind, turning into giant wind blades in the air, canceling out the black and white moonlight.

This is not over yet, more petals are continuously generated, and they quickly turn into wind blades and gather into a huge wind blade vortex, wrapping the Impermanent Knife and Xu Luo inside.

Immediately, there was an endless clanging sound, and the Impermanent Knife let out a whine, revealing its long and narrow body and hovering around Xu Luo again.

Xu Luo was not surprised at all. After all, the difference in realm was here. The Impermanence Sword could withstand Baolian's blow, which was already the limit of its earth-level spiritual being.

He took a deep breath, and a bright five-color light emerged from his palm, and he slapped the wind blade vortex with a light palm.

When the white palm first stretched out, it was only of normal size, but when it landed on the vortex, it was like a giant palm of a god, crushing the entire vortex directly.

The five-colored light attached to the palm also became dim, but it still shot towards Huxiao Mountain without mercy.

Ever since he saw this unknown five-color light, Huxiaoshan felt a slight sense of crisis in his heart, but the look in his eyes actually relaxed.

Sure enough, this human boy has some powerful tricks up his sleeve. This five-colored light can withstand a blow from the Sanxian but still has enough energy to spare. It seems that its origin is definitely extraordinary. No wonder it will give him a warning sign!

A seemingly ordinary white feather fan suddenly appeared in Huxiaoshan's hand, and he waved it forward lightly.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the endless gusts of wind rose out of thin air, almost making it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.

No matter how hard the five-colored light persists, it will disappear silently under the constant erosion of the wind.

A huge tornado connected to the sky and the earth was generated from the white feather fan, and in an instant, the entire battlefield was completely enveloped.

Hu Xiaoshan glanced at Xu Luo, who was struggling in the strong wind, with a faint expression of pity, but he waved the feather fan in his hand without hesitation.

With almost no reaction time, Xu Luo felt that the air around him instantly became as solid as iron, and the huge tearing force seemed to tear his whole body into pieces.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been forced into a huge roller.

The ancient power coming from all directions is melting every piece of flesh and blood and every ounce of soul all the time. Even the spiritual consciousness will feel tearing pain as soon as it touches the strange power.

Xu Luo roared wildly, and the fierce ape's true form behind him, which had been silent all this time, suddenly moved toward him.

Immediately, immeasurable black light burst out crazily from the acupoints around his body, solidifying all the incoming power.

Two traces of blood suddenly flowed out of Xu Luo's cold pupils, but the densely packed fine Netherworld runes still penetrated the surrounding wind whirlpool.

At this moment, he seemed to see countless rays of light spreading from Huxiao Mountain into the void. Each ray of light here represented a thought of Huxiao Mountain, which was the trajectory of his next attack.

As the thought of Tiger Roaring Mountain arises and disappears in an instant, the light also disappears and appears, and the brightness and darkness are uncertain.

Although Xu Luo had been forced to close his eyes, there was a smile of relief on his face.

Trying to predict the enemy's next thoughts and actions, and then respond in advance, this idea has long taken root in his mind.

But it was not until now that "Devil Ape Chaos Body" was promoted to the Dharma Phase Realm. This was the first time that he had completely achieved it, and his opponent was also an ancestor of Sanxian!

There was never a moment when Xu Luo truly realized his progress and growth, and he suddenly felt infinitely more confident about this battle!

Just like a quote from the second grade in my previous life, what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger in the end!

When the Nether Rune fell on him, Hu Xiaoshan felt an inexplicable chill all over his body, but no matter how carefully he probed, he could not find where the danger came from.

Seeing that even though the cyclone was spinning faster and faster, and finally turned into an inverted cone-shaped phantom, Xu Luo was still struggling inside.

The extremely powerful body's recovery power really made Huxiaoshan's scalp numb.

Countless wounds had just been cut by the wind blade, but they were quickly reunited in the rich black light. Xu Luo, except that his face became paler, still kept attacking the cyclone and tried to rush out.

Hu Xiaoshan's white eyebrows frowned slightly, and he had to admit that the difficulty of this young enemy had exceeded his expectations time and time again.

Thinking of his fellow Loose Immortals who were preparing to watch a joke in Butian Pavilion at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient in his heart.

Although there are cloud-gathering magical powers above to cover them, everyone is of the same level, so if they want to block the Patian Pavilion and the scattered immortal ancestors forever with just one magical power, wouldn't it be a fool's errand?

As Huxiaoshan's mind changed, the surrounding Qi immediately moved in response. One after another, green lotuses appeared out of thin air, rushing into the cyclone like a tired bird returning to its nest.

With a rumble, the huge cyclone seemed to have taken a big tonic. It first expanded outwards and swept all the spiritual races in the distance into it.

Before everyone could show their horrified expressions, the cyclone suddenly shrank towards the center and condensed into a cone-shaped air column the size of a person.

The dazzling cyan light above is as bright as the scorching sun, and almost no one can detect the situation in the air column anymore.

An extremely unwilling roar suddenly resounded in everyone’s ears!

This roar was full of unwillingness and anger. Although the sound was vague, it continued like a spark of fire. It could even be faintly heard at the top of Butian Pavilion Mountain Gate.

Patriarch Qingren showed a rare expression of extreme pain, and his whole aura fluctuated like the ocean tide.

This made the unlucky old man feel vigilant, fearing that the old ruffian would suddenly lose control and break into trouble.

Fortunately, Qingren still had some sense left in him and understood the seriousness of the matter. The turbulent energy quickly calmed down, and his whole person seemed to have completely given up and turned into a clay and wood sculpture, without any movement at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the fire of his soul was still jumping endlessly, people would almost think that he was a corpse.

The suspicious look in the unlucky old man's eyes flashed away, and he looked at Qingren carefully several times to confirm that there was no abnormal movement in him, and then turned his gaze downwards again.

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