1891: C1891 Meeting old and old

C1891 Meeting old and old

"Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird!"

The tall and sturdy old man was experienced and knowledgeable, so he was able to immediately recognize the identity of the nine spirits. He could not help but exclaim, "Or is it the 'Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird' that has undergone the reincarnation of the Ninth Cycle?"

In a split-second, the burly old man's gaze towards the Nine Spirits became fiery. Greed started to uncontrollably emerge from the depths of his eyes.

The "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" of the reincarnation cycle of the Ninth Cycle had a long lifespan.

In this regard, it had even surpassed the Heavenly Sovereign, almost to the point where it was indestructible. The most important thing was that the "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" that had experienced the reincarnation of the Ninth Cycle didn't have any bottlenecks in cultivation. As long as it wasn't killed, it would be able to step into the supreme realm of Heavenly Sovereign without any suspense.

If he could control a "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird," then it would be equivalent to controlling a future super strong Ranker.

This caused him to be unmoved, and most importantly, this "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" was currently just a Medial Heavenly King. Controlling it, was simply too easy.

"Boom ?"

A loud sound echoed out.

The five middle Peak Heavenly King s had already collided with the Long Jun and the sword thorns, and the terrifying Stong Qi was like a violent storm as it rolled in all directions. Everywhere it passed, the grass and trees were turned into fine powder and a huge wave several hundred meters tall was set off on the side of the river as well.

After the first strike, one of the middle-aged men spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, stumbling as he landed a few thousand meters away. His sword was so fast that it avoided the attacks of the few people around it, colliding against the Sky Origin barrier that was hastily condensed in front of his chest, directly knocking it away.

However, Long Jun who did not have this speed was actually covered by a few fierce attacks. Pang Shuo's body instantly retreated a thousand meters, but, this fellow's skin and flesh was thick, and even though his body had gained a lot of wounds, it looked like it was bleeding, but in reality, his strength was not affected at all.

Roar ~ ~

In these few years, the dragon group it was leading had been growing nonstop, almost invincible and unstoppable. Especially after the addition of the experts of the upper echelons, it had never been in such a sorry state again.

High up in the sky, the nine spirits were also extremely furious. They opened their mouths, and the boundless death aura surged out like a flood, instantly transforming into a hurricane that swept towards the human cultivators on the riverbank. In an instant, the sound of the roar shook the entire area, and as if the rays of light in the surroundings were struck by the sucking, the space immediately became dark and gloomy.

"Evil creature, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Seeing this, the tall and sturdy old man's eyes focused, and with a righteous roar, a fiery-red long spear appeared in his hands. Amidst the intense ringing sounds, the condensed fiery red glow exploded in front of the old man. In an instant, it turned into a giant fiery red spear light as it explosively shot forward.

The spear light blazed brightly, and wherever it passed, the heat churned. In that moment, the temperature of the entire area rose explosively, as if it had turned into a massive furnace.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the Fire Red Spear Radiance and the hurricane fiercely collided.

An earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the world, and the space within a hundred mile radius seemed to tremble violently. However, in a split-second, that lifeless Qi was forcibly torn into pieces, and the spear light suddenly exploded, transforming into an incomparably sharp and scorching Stong Qi, as it continued to press down on the nine spirits.

"Hu!"

Countless nine-colored auras flowed out from her body, quickly forming a nine-colored barrier in front of Jiu Ling. Like a gigantic shield, they separated the Stong Qi from her body. However, the impact of the Stong Qi was extremely terrifying, forcing the nine spirits to retreat more than a thousand meters.

The strength of this "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird" had greatly exceeded his expectations. It was fortunate that it had only just been promoted to Medial Heavenly King, if it was allowed to cultivate for a few more years and completely stabilize its cultivation, it would probably be able to contend against the.

It was a good thing that he met it now!

The burly old man let out a cold snort. The long spear in his hand flashed as he shot toward the nine spirits yet again.

Jiu Ling's eyes slightly narrowed. Her eyes instantly turned cold and her anger surged. This group of fellows truly did not know life and death. Since that was the case, then don't blame her for being ruthless and merciless. With a quick thought, the nine spirits decided to have Jianxin release the group of Dragon Clan experts who were hiding in the cave.

"Stop!"

Without waiting for her thoughts to materialize, a crisp shout resounded in the air.

Before he finished speaking, a graceful and graceful purple figure appeared between Nine Spirits and the tall and sturdy old man. She flicked her finger, and a purple aura shot out. In an instant, it transformed into countless purple sword Qis that whistled towards the sturdy old man like a swarm of locusts.

As he retreated, the long spear in his hand became like a dragon, thrusting out repeatedly. Streams of gigantic fiery red lances bloomed in the air, but in the blink of an eye, they filled up a thousand meters of space in front of him, violently colliding with the purple sword Qis that filled the sky.2

Boom!

The deafening noise that seemed to pierce through gold and cracked stones shook the heavens, interfering with the nearby Long Jun and the four human cultivators who were about to clash once again. When that terrifying Stong Qi spread over, five figures almost simultaneously retreated several thousand meters, in case they were caught in it.

"Xiao Zihan, what's the meaning of this?"

The tall and sturdy old man finally stood in the air, looking at the purple-clothed woman a thousand meters away with a gloomy face.

The purple clad woman was Nine Colored Immortal Sect Xiao Zihan. Hearing this, she did not immediately reply. Instead, she turned to face the nine spirits and bowed, "Greetings to Patriarch Nine Spirits."

"Sect Master Xiao, you're finally here."

Jiu Ling Pang Shuo's body slightly trembled, and in an instant, returned to her original little appearance, revealing an angry expression.

Right at this moment, a mournful scream came out. In the distance, the sword had already knocked the middle Peak Heavenly King to the ground, and looking at the huge mouth of the blood basin and the incomparably sharp fangs, the cultivator was frightened to the point of screaming in panic. He desperately tried to ask for help: "Captain, save me, save me!"

"Sword Thrust, come back!" Without waiting for the tall and sturdy old man to go and save her, Jiu Ling coldly snorted.

"Roar!"

The sword tip growled, and its body turned into a ray of light. In a flash, it appeared behind Jiu Ling and stood together with Long Jun, and two pairs of eyes ferociously gazed at the cultivator opposite them.

Surprise flashed through Xiao Zihan's eyes, and then, instantly, he said apologetically: "I startled the patriarch."

"Sect Master Xiao, this has nothing to do with you. It's just that these bastards are too hateful, I already said that I tamed these two dragons, but they actually dared to call me the spy of Dragon Clan and wanted to kill us all."

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