Chapter Seventy-Five: The Ancestor of the Ling Family

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The fog in front of Xia Chen's eyes became thicker, and his Soul Turning Technique gradually lost its effect, and his shadow advanced again, and he had to resist with a blood painting soul locking talisman.

"Why bother, I won't hurt you. You follow my breath though. ”

However, just as the divine thought was transmitted again, this pitch-black space shook violently, followed by trembling from top to bottom, and Xia Chen felt another powerful momentum rushing towards him, mixed with violent anger.

"The peacock is up, and the Ling family is about to arrive. If you forcibly persecute again, Xia would rather die than give in! If you want to talk about the conditions, first disperse your obstacles and show sincerity. ”

Feeling that another momentum was getting closer and closer in his heart, Xia Chen transmitted the sound again, resolutely affirming.

Xia Chen was gambling, he concluded that what this darkness was hidden was Fu Ying, but Fu Ying would inevitably be trapped, and with Fu Ying's strength, he kept saying that he wanted him to save it, so Xia Chen judged that the other party could not kill him for a while, and he could also use the Ling family to threaten him.

After a breath of silence, Xia Chen's eyes suddenly became clear, the fog disappeared, the oppression disappeared, and he felt the shadow return to his body.

At the same time, Xia Chen's environment changed, and the dark space became red, as if the ink paper was lifted to reveal the red candle, and a pillar of glow was faintly reflected in front of Xia Chen.

The source of Hongxia is a stone wall not far from him, specifically the strange murals carved on the stone wall. This is a wall made of black star stone, and the wall depicts a disturbing scene: a half-human, half-demon monster stands on the top of a high mountain, looking up to the sky and pounding his chest and feet, and there is nothing in the sky except five long strips of colored light. But although the thing of multicolored light was hazy, it did twitch in Xia Chen's eyes, and he seemed to have seen the essence of each rectangular light in a trance, just like the blood monument behind Bi Fang that he had personally pulled out when the Yang family enlightened the spirit!

Xia Chen couldn't help but breathe rapidly when he thought of this, and for a moment some fragments flashed in his mind, he seemed to have grasped something, but it continued to be foggy. And the half-man, half-beast knew very well that the upper body was a naked man, and his eyebrows were looking at the world. The lower body is the body of a bird and beast with two claws, but it can be full of light, and the wings are stretched like a screen. The eye spots on the tail feathers seemed to reflect these rays of light, very much like a beautiful Bisha palace fan, and Xia Chen recognized it as the lower body of a peacock.

Xia Chen looked at the picture and fell silent, he clearly felt that this painting had an exclusive attraction reaching towards him, as if as long as he wanted it, he would be transported into the world inside. He had carefully checked with his spiritual sense, but the other end of the wall was just a gray mist, and he couldn't see the substance, and there was a tingling sensation in his mind.

At this time, with a bang, a large hole was broken above his head, and the gravel fell, and then a figure flew down, it was the ancestor of the Ling family, he looked quite embarrassed at the moment, his white hair was scattered, his face was extremely ugly and even gritted his teeth.

"Little brute, the old man is going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

When the ancestor of the Ling family saw Xia Chen, he first had doubts in his heart, but he was immediately overwhelmed by anger. What Xia Chen didn't know was that this person had spent too much energy and strength all the way in. At first, the ancestor of the Ling family only encountered countless debris blocking the way and boulders that collapsed from time to time. But later, just when he thought he was about to get over, two rays of essence light came at him unexpectedly, this was the treasure of the cultivator's attack, he didn't expect for a while, he was actually hit on the shoulder by one of the broken jade hearts, it was really humiliating.

The things that hit the ancestor of the Ling family were Mu Lanyan's things and the jade talisman thrown by Xia Chen, but due to the collapse of the palace, these two things were forced to not play to the extreme and were stuck in the cracks of the stones. Coincidentally, when the Ling Family Ancestor had no intention of breaking up the rubble, these two things with the Eighth Order of the Xuan Spirit Master actually hit this person.

However, the old man's voice had not completely fallen, and the misty sword light had already roared.

Xia Chen took the lead in attacking without hesitation, the sword flowing clouds, the sword piercing the clouds, and the lightning speed surprised the old man.

However, the gap in cultivation is still reflected, and even if it is the same level, even if the seventh order of the Xuanling Master is afraid that it will be severely damaged under Xia Chen's sudden swordsmanship.

But the old man reacted quickly in a slight surprise, and his five fingers opened and shook forward, and a huge force exploded, and at the same time, the demonic aura was permeated.

Xia Chen felt as if he was being pinched in his hand by the giant claws of a fierce beast, and suddenly felt powerless.

"Come over to the old man. ”

The Ling Family Ancestor quickly calmed down, his sharp and flickering eyes were suspicious of Xia Chen, he also saw that this son was only a second-order cultivator of the Xuan Ling Master, but since he could get here, he must not be sloppy.

The old man stretched out his hand and flooded the surroundings with a flood-like breath. Xia Chen's heart palpitations were even more powerful if the other party had the soul power of the demon spirit that was not released, and the means of control were not comparable to him.

Seeing this, the gap between the peak of the Xuanling Master and the eighth order is not small, this is a step away from the complete transformation of the Xuanling Master's realm, and this is the eve of the demon spirit entering the soul from qi.

Xia Chen's swordsmanship was held by the invisible giant claw and could not move, trembling between the humming, the silver light of the short sword dimmed, and the insect beast also roared and could not break free.

"Out!"

As soon as the ancestor of the Ling family drank it, a demon beast that was much larger than the ordinary Xuanling Master demon spirit came out.

This is a bear with a single horn, standing upright and up to ten feet, but it looks weird, a bear paw is huge, bigger than the head, and has divine power. The power of one palm is even the eighth order of the Xuanling Master, and it is difficult to resist, and now the old man is not carried away by anger, he is determined to capture Xia Chen and then find out the details.

Xia Chen didn't expect that under the power of the other party's claws, he would be so insignificant.

For a long time, relying on his own particularity and experience in his previous life, coupled with the ease of facing the enemy several times, he gradually underestimated the Xuanling Master. Only now did he realize that he was weak, the ninth order of the Xuanling Master was by no means comparable to other Xuanling masters, their spiritual power was very huge, and the demonic qi was almost real, these were not something he could compete with.

"One finger of the fire demon!" Xia Chen was unwilling to bend his fingers to the power of the extreme yang, and the fire was heartbroken.

The boiling flames converged into a rainbow and hit the old man, but Xia Chen obviously didn't have a fluke mentality, he then slapped the storage ring, and flew out more than a dozen jade talismans, all of which were things of Mu Lanyan, and he sprinkled the trick on the other party without feeling distressed. These low-level and medium-level attacks, the high-density attacks of the jade runes may also be able to resist a little.

"Weak!"

The old man snorted secretly, raised his hand and punched out, this punch has its own mystery, the fist shadow swept in the air and fluctuated, turning into dozens of afterimages, some of which easily dissolved the flame demon finger, and the other part went straight to Xia Chen.

As for the attack of those jade rune essences, the old man would not be unprepared this time. I saw that he had already taken out a spiritual weapon out of nowhere, but it was a small shield, only the size of a palm, but as soon as it appeared, the golden light was magnificent, and a light curtain bounced back all the attacks of the jade talisman.

"W-Damn it!"

Xia Chen looked at the fist shadow that made his scalp tingle, and he could only make a hard connection, and the first wave of fist shadows arrived, with electric light and cold light, he finally sensed the true demonic intent of the Xuan Ling Master.

Xia Chen used all his strength to urge the cold spiritual power, and his hands were slapped out into palms, but he was directly blasted away by the fist shadow, and there was no suspense.

"You're no match for him, and I'll trap him. You can only enter this wall. ”

At this time, Xia Chen's ears echoed again, and the words of Fu Ying were still ethereal.

"How can I get in?"

As soon as Xia Chen got up, the next wave of fist shadows smashed away, and he had no choice but to obey Fu Ying in his heart.

"You block three more breaths, and then my strength will come, and you must enter the painting wall. Just recite the mantra ......"

"Three breaths!"

Xia Chen gritted his teeth and breathed for the first time. Swinging out more than a dozen jade talismans again, this is all that Mu Lanyan has left, and the fist shadow blasted him away again, and the jade talisman was still bounced in front of the old man's light curtain.

And the old man's demon spirit waved his claws, and the silver short sword was inserted into the stone wall, and the insect beast howled miserably, and its body was scattered, and it retreated back into Xia Chen's body.

"It's over, little ghost. ”

Although Xia Chen's Imperial Sword Technique made the Ling Family Ancestor look sideways, his strength far beyond the Second Order made him feel incredible. But for now, it is still necessary to take Xia Chen first and then make other plans, the old man with a deep gaze, floating in the light shield.

In the second breath, Xia Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed a crazy look.

"Ling Family Ancestor, what do you think this is?"

Xia Chen was stunned and took out the skull of the red-haired iron corpse, a bright red skull.

The old man was stunned at first, and then his pupils forced out an earth-shattering aura!

"Shaft, die!"

The Ling Family Ancestor obviously recognized this skull, and he became more violent than ever, and even the red glow in his eyes was triggered. The momentum is all out, the light curtain is removed, and the power of cultivation is all added. The big bear rushed over at an unimaginable speed, and smashed down with an earth-shattering force with one palm, and this time it couldn't be dodged!

(To be continued, after getting off the library tonight, I went to the back mountain of school for a big lap, pulled pull-ups again, and exercised for the first time this semester...... Tomorrow is estimated to be sore all over the body. )

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!