The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique is indeed a super spell that is continuously strengthened as the strength increases. Now when it is displayed in Lin Nuo's hands, it is indestructible and unfavorable.
After activating the divine thunder to submerge Ming Lao San in the sea of thunder, Lin Nuo activated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder three times in succession, blasting the three semi-saint level Nine Netherworld Pythons directly into slag. Except for some debris left behind,
No trace exists.
On the other hand, Ming Laosan, who had a two-star Dou Sheng level of cultivation, was extremely powerful. He resisted the bombardment of a nine-day divine thunder and struggled for a long time in the sea of thunder, but still showed no signs of death.
"A strong fighting saint is really no small matter!"
Lin Nuo sighed softly in his heart. After years of hard training, he had only condensed the illusory soul into a substantial left hand. In terms of realm, he could only be regarded as the peak of a one-star demigod, and he was far away from being a two-star demigod.
There is still some distance.
As long as you don't step into the realm of two-star demigods, in terms of cultivation level, in this Dou Po world, you can only be regarded as a semi-saint realm. If you want to kill the powerful Dou Sheng, especially those with extremely vitality like the Nine Netherworld Python.
Making a strong monster is not an easy thing.
"Roar!"
Just when Lin Nuo was about to activate the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder again to give Ming Laosan some more stimulation, a sharp roar suddenly came from the sea of thunder.
The next moment, under Lin Nuo's slightly surprised gaze, Ming Laosan, dragging most of his already completely anxious body, rushed out of the sea of thunder. Then he didn't even look at him, dragging his seriously injured body and panicking.
fled into the distance.
When Lin Nuo saw this, he frowned slightly. The vitality of the Nine Netherworld Python at the level of Fighting Saint is really not very strong.
"You are not allowed to leave the sect's formation before I return!"
Turning his head and glancing at Xiaobai, Medusa and others who were watching the battle in the sect, Lin Nuo gave an order, then his body swayed, turned into a golden rainbow, and chased after the old man Ming.
After the fierce battle just now, the space within a thousand miles radius was already unstable. Therefore, Lin Nuo and Hades San chased and escaped. The two of them relied on their own speed to fly and did not use their space abilities to rush forward.
After all, Ming Lao San was a strong fighter of the Fighting Saint. Even though he had been seriously injured, his speed was not as fast as Lin Nuo's when he tried to escape. This also made Lin Nuo feel shocked. These veteran Fighting Saint strongmen should not be underestimated.
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One ran away desperately, while the other pursued relentlessly. The two always maintained a distance of nearly a hundred miles. Half a month later, the two even flew out of Zhongzhou.
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In the Jiama Empire, Wutan City, and the Xiao Family Square, the annual family disciple test is being held.
"Xiao Yan, it's your turn!"
On the high platform of the square, next to the magic test stone tablet that tests the cultivation of fighting spirit, a middle-aged man said calmly.
At this time, Xiao Yan's face no longer looked as tender as before, but what had also disappeared was the high-spiritedness and full self-confidence of the past.
Xiao Yan's body trembled, and then he walked up slowly, raised his hand and pressed it on the magic test stone tablet, and an extremely weak fighting spirit poured into the stone tablet.
"Strength of fighting, third stage!"
On the stone tablet, several extremely dazzling big characters suddenly appeared. Just as dazzling as the big characters were the eyes full of ridicule and gloating from the Xiao family disciples in the square.
"Xiao Yan, Fighting Strength, Level 3! Level: Low Level!" Next to the magic test stone tablet, the middle-aged man glanced at the information displayed on the tablet and announced it in an indifferent tone.
Sure enough, as these words fell, waves of whispers suddenly broke out in the square.
"Haha, with the third level of fighting strength, the genius of our Xiao family has regressed again!"
"Others are getting stronger and stronger, but he is getting weaker with practice. If he is in this aspect, he is indeed a genius!"
"I really don't know what he was proud of back then. At that time, a senior master came to accept him as his disciple, but he was still unwilling to agree. I really don't know what he was proud of back then!"
"Hehe, now he continues to be arrogant! If he knew that the genius back then had become a waste, I wonder if Sect Master Lin would still be willing to have him?"
"Haha, why is there any doubt about this? What is Sect Leader Lin doing with a loser? I guess he is no longer qualified to let Sect Leader Lin take a look, right?"
"After wasting several years and not advancing in cultivation, he is retreating. Such a person is indeed not qualified to enter Senior Lin's sect again!"
"What a pity. If Xiao Yan hadn't made the wrong choice back then, he might not have fallen to this level. He might have become a high-ranking fighting master or even a great fighting master!"
...
In the square, there were taunts and lamentations. In short, those sounds fell into the ears of Xiao Yan, who was standing there like wooden stakes. They were like sharp thorns piercing his heart, making him breathe slightly.
rapid.
"These people are really mean and forceful!"
Xiao Yan sighed in his heart and couldn't help but look sad.
"If I had not rejected Senior Lin back then, would I not have suffered the shame of these years again?"
Shaking his head, Xiao Yan felt a little regretful. If he hadn't been so arrogant and persistent back then, he might have become Sect Master Lin's direct disciple. With Sect Master's unfathomable strength, he might have been able to easily eliminate the fighting spirit in him.
Is it a problem of declining cultivation?
Over the years, he had not doubted whether the reason why he ended up like this was because Senior Lin was behind it because he had lost face.
But after thinking about it, Xiao Yan finally found helplessly that in the eyes of others, he was probably just an ant with some potential. If the other party was really angry, he could just crush him to death, and there was no need to engage in such humiliation.
he.
Xiao Yan walked out of the square lonely, turning a blind eye to the ridicule and ridicule of the people around him. At this time, his mind was filled with memories of meeting Sect Master Lin.
"Senior said that he is going to Zhongzhou to establish a sect. After everything is stable, he will come to the Xiao family again!"
"Now that more than four years have passed, will Senior Lin keep his promise and come again?"
As he walked forward in a daze, Xiao Yan suddenly felt that he touched a soft body, that kind of delicate and elastic girl's body, which pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Brother Xiao Yan!"
The person in front of me is an elegant girl who has begun to bloom, like a green lotus. She is Xiao Xun'er.
"It's Xun'er!" Looking at the girl in front of him who was still willing to call him brother as before, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel sad.
"Xun'er, do you think I really made the wrong choice back then?"
"Brother Xiao Yan has made a choice, and of course you have your reasons!" Xiao Xun'er smiled sweetly and said: "Even if you made a mistake once, it doesn't mean there is no chance to make up for it! Didn't Senior Lin say that, it's only four or five years ago?
Will he come to the Xiao family again in 20 years? Calculating the time, it’s almost time!”
Xiao Yan's eyes were slightly dim, "I'm just a nobody. Maybe Sect Leader Lin back then just had a whim. After so many years, people may have forgotten about it!"
"Besides..." Xiao Yan pointed at himself with a hint of self-mockery, "I am just a waste now. Do you think Sect Master Lin will still be willing to accept me as his disciple?"