Western Wastelands Chapter Seventy-Five: Step Down
The ghost roared angrily, the hair on his whole body stood upside down, like a strip of golden wire, a terrifying coercion erupted, and the big mouth flew out one by one, flying straight towards Weng Haotian.
The puck was not large, only a few feet in diameter, and it looked like it was made up of countless ice chips.
But it wasn't ice chips, it was countless thin blades of ice, like countless spinning blades that had been compressed into a ball.
The ball flew out, straight in a straight line, and all the dead branches and leaves on the ground were shaken into powder.
The ball flew by, and the terrifying wind on the ground plowed out a deep ditch and went straight to Weng Haotian.
Good guy, Ling Hu Hao himself was also startled, and Ghost Biao told Ling Hu Hao that its ice blade was upgraded, and this was the first time it was used.
"Fake Sven surnamed Weng, you can hold on, don't hang up, otherwise Lao Tzu will be killed by you" Ling Hu Hao kept praying in his heart.
When Weng Haotian saw that attack, his face turned pale with fright, he felt that he was about to suffocate, and he was mortally threatened.
"Earth Armor!"
Weng Haotian shouted, the yellow aura of his whole body was running, and around his body, many strange yellow lines of true qi clothes immediately appeared, and the whole person was like wearing a yellow armor.
"Boom"
As soon as Weng Haotian finished arranging, Ghost Biao's attack immediately arrived, like a meteor slamming into his armor.
It seems that the heaven and the earth have lost their color, time seems to have slowed down, and people feel as if everything in the world is unreal.
Suddenly, the people let out an exclamation and rushed out one after another, because countless ice blade fragments were flying around.
Some of those who came close were slashed by the ice blades, and immediately blood spurted wildly, and at the same time, a wave of wind and waves struck, pushing the wounded monk farther away.
For a while, the young monk shouted frantically, ran for his life, and hit the core, shaking out a clearing within a radius of ten zhang.
This clearing is very round, in the center of this clearing, there is a deep pit, opposite the pit, Ling Hu Hao sat on the back of the ghost Biao, and looked at Weng Haotian on the opposite side.
At this time, Weng Haotian's hair was messy, the armor on his body was partially damaged, and his breath was slightly chaotic.
Although some people look down on Weng Haotian's character, Ling Hu Hao has to admit that Weng Haotian is too strong, and he can take such a terrifying blow from Ghost Biao.
You know, the blow of the snow, but the fusion of the hurricane and the ice, after the fusion of the two, the power that erupts can destroy the mountains and destroy the mountains, look at the mess around, you can know how strong that blow is.
But it was such a powerful blow, Weng Haotian actually took it, and it seemed that he was not injured much, this combat power was really amazing.
"Seeing that you are calm? must you want to do it again?" Ling Hu Hao teased, at this time, Weng Haotian only had a deep fear on his face, and he had the spirit of being invincible in the ice wheel just now.
"You...... Hmph, there is no fierce beast, I will slap you to death!" Weng Haotian said angrily.
Although he said this, Weng Haotian was also shocked in his heart, he never imagined that the ghost tiger would have such a terrifying blow.
"So what? Didn't I just say it? Fierce beasts are also a kind of strength, you are such a weak chicken, aren't you even inferior to beasts?" Ling Hu Hao said indifferently.
"Hmph, a powerful fierce beast, relying on the power of the family? Only the sons of the gentlemen rely on the fierce beast to show off, and Xiuzhen ultimately needs his own strength. Weng Haotian sneered.
"Your family knows everything, Lao Tzu's fierce beasts are famous in the Qingshan Sect, you can also summon your fierce beasts to fight together!" Ling Hu Hao sat on the back of the ghost biao, shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
Weng Haotian couldn't help but turn dark when he heard Ling Hu Hao's words, his mount was just a third-order fierce beast.
He summoned his own fierce beast over, and he would be killed directly by Linghu Hao's ghost wolf, although he was from a big family, but the fierce beast was still very precious, and he was unwilling to take risks, so he was dumbfounded.
Linghu Hao's meaning is obvious, Lao Tzu can't bear it, but Lao Tzu has a bullish beast, don't you accept it?
This made Weng Haotian angry, although his combat power was strong, but he suffered from a low realm, and was suppressed in the Nine Spirals of the Qi Refining Realm, if he entered the Foundation Building Realm, he would definitely not be afraid of the ghost tiger that made Hu Hao sit down.
The scene became extremely embarrassing for a while, Weng Haotian wanted to make a move, but he didn't dare, Ghost Biao is the body of a fierce beast, and with a blow like that just now, it is very likely that he has the ability to send it again.
But Weng Haotian can't do it, even if Weng Haotian is arrogant, he doesn't dare to take another blow of that intensity, then it's not arrogance, but looking for death.
But let him stop, so how can his face be pulled down, and what do the people who made him take refuge in him think?
If you lose against Jin Ke, Murong Xi and others, it will be fine, everyone is a master of the same level, and it is not a shame.
But now in the hands of a nameless boy, he has lost continuously, this person is really embarrassed, and now he can't afford to shoot, and he can't afford to quit, and for a while Weng Haotian fell into a dilemma.
In the dense forest in the distance, Xiao Yushuang looked at Ling Huhao, who was like a gentleman, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
I don't know why, looking at Ling Hu Hao's appearance, Xiao Yushuang felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart, feeling that her alliance was very strong, and the key was to use Ling Hu Hao well.
"When"
At this moment, a melodious bell rang in the square, which made everyone excited at once.
"Trials registration has begun, hurry over. ”
For a while, no one paid attention to the battle between Ling Hu Hao and Weng Haotian, and ran towards the square like a tide.
Hearing this bell, Weng Haotian was relieved, looked at Ling Hu Hao coldly, and said, "Ling Hu Hao, after entering the trial map, your intestines will be repentant!"
After finishing speaking, he didn't give Ling Hu Hao a chance to speak, and ran directly towards the flow of people, and those who were originally waiting for him also followed him and ran into the distance.
It's time to borrow the donkey from the slope and not forget to pretend to be forced, Ling Hu Hao shook his head, jumped off the back of the ghost Biao, and gently touched the head of the ghost Biao:
"You're majestic today!"
"Whew......" Ghost Biao rubbed Ling Hu Hao with his head, and Ghost Biao no longer used its giant tongue to express his feelings, knowing that Ling Hu Hao didn't like it.
"Hehe, okay, I know you're good at this trick, you can't kill people here, and I'll use it again when I have a chance in the future." Ling Hu Hao comforted Ghost Biao softly.
At this time, Gu Feilong had already limped to Ling Hu Hao's side, and Ling Hu Hao said angrily: "Don't pretend to be pitiful!"
Gu Feilong smiled, picked up a thumbs up and said, "Brother Linghu, you really have you, even a strange thing like Weng Haotian can't help you!"
"Okay, this is all stained with the light of the ghost tiger, let's go quickly, it seems that the registration has begun. Linghu Hao and Gu Feilong followed the flow of people and walked forward.
Back in the square, there was a high platform in front of it, and when Ling Hu Hao arrived, thousands of trialists were already standing there respectfully.
Behind everyone, the fierce beasts are honestly lying there, a huge open space, human heads, fierce beasts vertical and horizontal, extremely spectacular.
The Qingshan Sect trial assessment finally began, and the monks who did not arrive lost their chance.
However, all the monks couldn't even see the gate of the Qingshan Sect, only to see a towering mountain standing in front of them, majestic and ancient, with trees in a forest, about 2,000 zhang above sea level, looking up, the mountain was covered with clouds and mist, and the peaks were not visible.
"Quiet. Suddenly, a loud, feminine, sensual voice rang out throughout the noisy square, and all the nervous, agitated monks fell silent.
Looking at it, all the monks couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that on the high platform at the front of the square, five figures appeared in an instant.
The four were young male cultivators, deacons of the Qingshan Sect, but the woman at the head was not only extremely young, but also a beautiful woman.
The woman wore a tight vermilion short skirt, outlining the undulating curves, especially under the skirt, the straight snow-white jade legs were perfect.
The woman not only has an attractive body, but also a very charming face, which makes people feel incredible, so young, she is actually an elder, and it seems that she is also a person of a day.
And she is the famous beautiful elder of the Qingshan Sect, Murong Min.