Chapter Twenty-Four: Orange's Spiritual Power

The three of them fought a bloody path, gradually approaching the center of the boulder pass, passing through the obstruction of two boulders, and everything in front of them suddenly shocked the three of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A towering black tower stands impressively in front of you, the black air on the tower is pervasive, through the swirling black fog, you can vaguely see the spikes on the black tower staggered halberds, the barbs are craggy, and the cage on it is like a lantern hanging densely.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow......" The cage from time to time came out of the baby's cry, miserable and sad, howling and worrying, a drop of blood dripping from the cage, the black water below tumbled, the bubbles bulging and bursting, the black gas rose into the air, and finally was absorbed by the hollow column at the top of the minaret.

At the edge of the round pool, more than a dozen black figures walked around the pool, carefully observing the temperature of the pool water, following the changes of the pool water, and throwing strange medicinal herbs into the tumbling black water.

Such a strange scene, but also made the three of them a little dumbfounded, the black tower and the round pond are huge, if they want to be built, they must spend a huge amount of manpower and material resources, and the construction of the top of the mountain in this deep mountain is even more difficult, these vulgar bandits who rob houses and houses, do not drink wine and meat, talk about weighing gold and silver, play with women in piles, and be happy and chic, is it funny to show off their heads, or burn their hands with a lot of money, and they want to build such an ugly thing to play.

"There's got to be weird here!" the three of them looked at each other, their hearts reassured.

Lin Du's eyes returned, and suddenly saw that among the figures walking around the pool, there was a limping figure that seemed to be somewhat familiar, and was about to take a closer look, when a long black whip whistled out, which whipped the person to the ground, the leather whip crackled, raindrops, and the person who whipped curled up and howled, and rags flew all over his body.

"Mr. An!" Although his face was a little distorted, Lin Du blurted out after taking a closer look.

An Zizi seemed to hear someone calling him, but he couldn't believe his ears, and he seemed to call himself again, so he raised his head in disbelief, and suddenly opened his mouth in surprise and shouted: "Mr. Lin, leave me alone, this is a demon cave! Run....... Run......"

Before An Zizai's words fell, the leather whip devoured him like a poisonous snake again, and slammed his head with a snap, plowing out a deep blood groove, An Zizai rolled his eyes, and suddenly fainted.

The bandit looked at the three of them coldly, wondering in his heart how someone could actually touch this, the leather whip in his hand snapped a whip, and with a wave of his arm, the long whip rolled towards Lin Du with lightning in the air.

Lin Du already had a good impression of An Zizai, seeing that An Zizai had fallen to such a point in order to find the demon pill and the true blood of the demon beast for himself, his eyes were already red and angry, and when he saw the long whip coming, a low roar burst out from his throat, and he grabbed the tip of the whip as soon as he reached out with his arm.

The palm of his hand tightly grasped the long whip that was like a poisonous snake biting, and under the wrestling between the two, the long whip was suddenly stretched straight.

"Let's go!" In a low shout, his arm shook violently, and the spiritual power penetrated, and the long whip, which was originally stretched straight, rolled up like a wave. The bandits in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm only felt that the long whip was as hot as a coal, and they couldn't hold it anymore, and it fell off from their hands, and the whip was like a snake letter, and the bandit didn't have time to make a reaction, so he was tightly tied up by the whip and brought into the air, and the bandit howled miserably, with fear and unwillingness in his eyes, he fell directly into the hot medicine pool, and turned into a snow-white skeleton in an instant.

Lin Du's eyes were cold, looking at the skeleton rolling in the pool, he let out a sullen breath, and when his eyes turned, he looked at the old beggar standing beside him with some dissatisfaction.

The old beggar shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said a little innocently: "You can't beat him, and the old man can't do anything!"

Although he knew that he was telling the truth, he was still depressed in his heart, what was better than a boy born in heaven and earth, but he couldn't be happy with revenge, and he trampled the hateful face in front of him fiercely under his feet, expressing the hatred in his heart, and he was even more aggrieved.

Lin Du hurriedly snatched it, helped An Zizai up in his arms, took out a heart-clearing pill and fed him to take it, and in less than a moment An Zizi woke up, and suddenly his eyes widened angrily and roared: "Mr. Lin, hurry, hurry, quickly destroy this pool!"

Seeing that An Zizi was anxious, Lin Du's eyes were also full of solemnity, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the Black Tower was huge, and it must be extremely strong, and he was ruined for a while!

"Give me the ring!" The old beggar's face turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to shout, Lin Du's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly took the ring out of his arms and handed it to the old beggar.

The old beggar flicked his palm in the ring, and dozens of golden balls appeared, and the old beggar shouted, and the strong wind blew, and those balls turned into a piece of golden light and smashed into the medicine pool.

"Run!" The old man shouted, the figure fell into the distance like lightning, Lin Du was at ease in his arms, and he ran less than ten steps before he heard a loud noise through the clouds behind him, and a huge wave of air with a full of sewage rolled up their bodies, and the kite with a broken line flew dozens of meters before it smashed to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem... ，.. You old glass, ahem.... Can't you say it in advance!" Lin Du fell all over his body, grinned his teeth, and yelled at the old beggar angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm starting to forget!" said the old beggar with a wicked grin.

As soon as the words fell, the old face that was originally joking was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and he threw the ring to Lin Du, and shouted in an anxious tone: "Run!"

Lin Du was shocked in his heart, although this old guy sometimes acts like an old naughty boy, but how can he also be a martial arts master of the Spirit King Realm who is difficult to look at now, how could he have seen him so gaffe, he hurriedly copied the ring in his hand, picked it up and was comfortable, there was no nonsense directly, and Li Sai'er rushed behind him.

Just ran out a few steps, he felt a terrifying pressure, from the void violent pressure, Lin Du seemed to be pressed by a heavy mountain, and even the surging spiritual power stopped running, Lin Du gritted his teeth and insisted, and moved forward a hundred steps, feeling that the pressure was slightly reduced, before he turned back and looked back.

"What!" Lin Du seemed to be a little unable to believe his eyes, under the destruction of such a strong explosive force just now, the huge black tower was not damaged at all, but the black mist that was originally swirling was dispelled cleanly.

A faint aura of spiritual power descended from the top of the tower, enveloping the black tower, and it was obviously this transparent shield that resisted those terrifying explosive powers.

"You are so daring, you dare to run to the boulder pass to spread wild!" A gloomy and cold voice fell from the sky, Lin Du gathered his eyes and looked, only to see that under the bright moon, the tip of the black tower, a figure wrapped in a black cloak stood on it, even if it was hundreds of steps away, Lin Du clearly felt the endless coldness contained in that gaze.

The ghostly figure stood on it, standing with his arms crossed, and the spiritual power did not seem to flow at all, and the terrifying coercion was invisibly released with his body as the origin.

"Late stage of the Spirit King Realm!" The old beggar's thin body looked at the mysterious figure in the air, and his whole body spun at full speed with a sound of spiritual power, and the muscles of his whole body tensed into a state of imminent battle, and said coldly: "Look at your cultivation, you are also a master grandmaster, why do you surrender your identity and help the abuse here!"

The black-clothed man in the air seemed to tremble slightly, and with a cold snort, the air at a height of a hundred feet was suddenly covered with lead clouds, enveloping his figure, and then the lead clouds were divided, and an orange handprint suddenly fell down in the air.

"Orange spiritual power!" Lin Du looked at it in his eyes, shocked and indescribable. You must know that the Tianyao Continent cultivates the Nine Realms, pregnant spirits, spirit martial arts, spirit Xuan, spirit kings, spirit sects, spirit emperors, spirit emperors, spirit gods, and spirit ancestors. The spiritual power of the three realms of Pregnant Spirit, Lingwu, and Lingxuan is all white, while the spiritual power of the six realms of Spirit King, Spirit Sect, Spirit Emperor, Spirit Emperor, Spirit God, and Spirit Ancestor correspond to the six colors of orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

And the realm of the Spirit King is the most special, only when you reach the late stage of the Spirit King Realm, when the spiritual power is full and condensed, the spiritual power will turn yellow, and since ancient times, there is a "colorless and no cultivation saying!", that is to say, only when you reach the late stage of the Spirit King Realm, you have the qualifications to start a sect, and you can live a life freely and dashing red dust, therefore, stepping into the late stage of the Spirit King Realm has become the goal of countless martial artists to strive for for a lifetime.

Of course, some warriors can also convert their colored spiritual power into colorless spiritual power in order to hide their strength, but this way can only exert half of their strength, and this mysterious person will show his strength as soon as he makes a move, obviously wanting to fight quickly and leave no hand.

The yellow handprint cracked down into the air, still in mid-air, the old beggar already felt that his eyes were difficult to open, his hair was straightened by the strong wind, and in the low roar in his heart, the spiritual power was full of condensation of a white handprint like a substance, ah a loud roar, his arms slammed upward, and pushed the yellow handprint in the air with all his strength.

After a pause of about a second, "Boom!" was like a loud sound of rolling thunder falling to the ground, exploding like a mountain and a sea, and the huge potential energy generated by the collision of spiritual power formed a yellow circle of light, and suddenly bloomed at a dizzying speed.

"Not good!" Lin Du shouted, in the surging spiritual power, he slammed the Mo knife into the hard stone ground, pressed He Li Sai'er into his body, and crawled to grab the handle of the Mo knife, the spiritual power overflowed all over his body, and his body was tightly buckled on the ground, and as soon as his body hit the ground, the violent wave of spiritual power roared through the air.

Lin Du was like a withered grass in a hurricane, although he clung to the handle of the Mo knife, his body was blown to the ground, but he tightly protected the two of them under him, and the wind passed through him, straight like a sharp knife cutting his body, if he didn't take precautions in advance, he was afraid that the aftermath of the attack of the two Spirit King Realms would be seriously injured.

"Is it meaningful to preach, what I hate the most is high-sounding, you want to teach me a lesson, I'll talk about it if you win!" The cold voice in the air was still lingering, and a huge blade of light in the lead cloud pierced through the lead cloud, cutting down with extreme sharpness like lightning.

Lin Du's eyes were tightly locked on the old beggar who was still vomiting blood and struggling in the stone pit, but he didn't care about Li Sai'er's tearful figure beside him, seeing that the light blade had cracked down into the air, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and shouted: "Senior, hurry up and use the natal sword!"

"Do you think that the natal sword is to use it if you want, without ten days of full cultivation, he can't use it!"

"How can this be!" Lin Du was suddenly stunned when he heard this, his nature was mellow, this old beggar had saved his life again, how could he not want to watch him die tragically on the spot, and suddenly said: "Good baby, you must have a way to save him, I beg you, let's help him!"

"Don't be naïve, this baby is now unable to protect himself, there are things to restrain me, or leave it to fate!" Tie Bao said helplessly in his arms.

"Hmph, if you don't save it, I'll save it!" Lin Du heard this, his stubborn temperament suddenly surged up, his spiritual power surged, he pulled out a Mo knife, and as soon as his body spread, he ran towards the old beggar.

Suddenly, his body tightened, and a stream of spiritual power poured into his body, and Lin Du's body suddenly stiffened, and he could no longer move.

"You're stunned, do you want to die so much!" the woman's anxious and disgusted voice came from behind her.

Feeling that the hand behind him was held by the tender and delicate soft wattle, Lin Du struggled slightly, but where did he break free, and said angrily: "You don't go, I'll go, he saved my life, I can't let my predecessors die in front of me!"

"You, what a fool, with your cultivation in the Spirit Realm, the slightest aftermath of the Spirit King Realm can crush you, what qualifications do you have to save your predecessors!"

"Huh!" Lin Du was slightly stunned, calmed down, and felt that he was extremely reckless, but looking at the light blade that had been cut towards the old beggar, his heart was like a knife.

"Could it be that there is really no way to do it!" Lin Du suddenly turned his head and muttered to Li Sai'er, who was messy with green silk.

Li Sai'er shook her head sadly with tears in her eyes.

"Juniors, let's go, I won't be able to stop it for long!" The roar of the old beggar suddenly came from the distance, and I saw that the old beggar stood up with some difficulty, and the iron rod pointed sharply at the sky, and a pillar of spiritual light pierced the sky in a violent crackling sound, and was strangled with the extremely sharp light blade.

Time is only a moment, the pillar of light is cut by the light blade vanished, the old beggar smiled bitterly, his expression suddenly withered a lot, his body was half kneeling in the stagger, a withered ring on the chest, only a tiger roar was heard, a black card shot from his hand into the sky, and instantly turned into a black tiger.

The black tiger stepped on its front paws in the air, and Aotian let out a low roar, and his body leaped up and pounced towards the huge blade of light.

"Let's go!" Li Sai'er shouted anxiously, no longer caring about Lin Du's feelings, and directly dragged Lin Du to run backwards.

As soon as the two turned around, the chaotic shouts of killing rolled in from far and near, and a famous bandit looked panicked from behind the towering boulder, and scolded his mother in his mouth, cursing why his father and mother only gave birth to two legs.

And behind him, more than a dozen Xuanjia soldiers were wrapped in monstrous killing intent tails to chase and kill, and the rain of blades and swords weaved into a curtain of light of death, instantly stirring up the bandits who were slower to escape into a rain of flesh and blood.

"What are you talking about bandits, it's not that you haven't met someone with hot hands!" Lin Du said with disdain in his heart when he saw that the bandits were fleeing in embarrassment.

These bandits were obviously killed by this group of killing gods, and in a panic, they turned a blind eye to the three Lin Du beside them, and went directly towards the battlefield where the two Spirit King Realms clashed, perhaps in their eyes, the group of armor soldiers wearing blood-red cloaks behind them were the devils from hell.

"Hmph! useless thing! What a shame for Lao Tzu!" came a disdainful scolding from the top of the tower!

"The ghost guards are dispatched to kill them all!"

After the black tower, more than ten black-clothed people wearing silver masks rushed out like evil ghosts, holding short blades with both hands, and people swept through the air rapidly, the hideous masks flashed with the cold of death, the ghost arms were extended, the short blades crossed and slashed, and a few breaths killed the fleeing bandits, and then without saying a word, they collided with the Xuanjia army that was chasing wildly.

Both sides are warriors, abandon all nonsense, fight silently, for a while, the sword light flashed, the spiritual power surged, and they actually sealed the retreat of Lin Du and several people.

"It's okay now, I can't leave if I want to!" Li Sai'er looked at Lin Du and shrugged his shoulders, but there was not much blame in his tone.

At this time, the light blade in the sky and the black tiger finally ran out of energy, both of them dimmed, and finally turned into nothingness with a bang.

"Die!" The extremely gloomy voice in the lead cloud sounded, the dark cloud suddenly rolled and surged, and an orange vortex of spiritual power poked out from the boiling dark clouds, like a dragon absorbing water, and the dragon's head was taken directly to the exhausted old beggar.

The whirlpool rotated rapidly, carrying the dead leaves and gravel all over the sky, the arc flickered and crackled in the wind whistle, and the wind and lightning caught people's attention to the extreme.