Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 10457
The Scourge revealed its true colors.

This calamity looks like it is made of magma, and it is tall, more than ten meters long.

"It should be a yellow-level disaster, with obvious physical characteristics." Ling Xiao judged: "There are many different types of disasters, representing different disasters, and their looks are different. The one in front of me should represent the disaster of earthquakes and volcanoes .”

"Let me try it!"

Beside Yin Wujiao, a girl volunteered to say that the girl's name is Lan Yingying, she is a fifth-level minor god, and a high-level Shinto owner.

For her, a yellow-level disaster should be manageable, in theory.

In order to test the combat power of the Huang-level disaster, everyone did not stop it.

Lan Yingying rose into the air, holding a long sword, and charged towards the yellow-level disaster.

"Stupid humans, do you still want to stop our Scourge? It's ridiculous. Don't you know that we represent the will of the world?"

Calamity sneered, spoke human words, and punched out at the same time, terrifying magma rushed towards Lan Yingying.

"It's so powerful, is this just a yellow-level disaster?" Everyone frowned. The combat power of this yellow-level disaster is at least equivalent to that of a fourth-level deity.

Although he was not Lan Yingying's opponent, he could definitely cause some trouble for Lan Yingying.

Lan Yingying frowned, stabbed out with a sword, and then turned around to avoid the attack of the magma. At a glance, this big man was good at defense and attack, and his speed was a disadvantage.

Therefore, Lan Yingying chose to win with one speed, constantly dodging and stabbing the long sword.

The sword glow kept ringing on Misfortune, making tinkling sounds.

"A yellow-level disaster is so terrible, how terrible is the black-level disaster? It seems that this time, we can at most hunt the earth-level disaster. If we encounter a heaven-level disaster, we have to run away, or we will all die here. " Yin Wujiao frowned.

This point is definitely not that easy to get.

In the end, Lan Yingying used hundreds of moves to finally defeat the disaster's defense and kill the disaster.

Because they chose to form a team, the captain is Ling Xiao, so no matter who kills the disaster, the final points belong to Ling Xiao.

"continue!"

Ling Xiao frowned. It seemed that this trip to the mysterious country was not that easy.

The eight people continued to move forward, heading towards the depths of the mysterious country. As long as there is a disaster, there will be a disaster. This is absolutely no problem.

Next, everyone didn't test it, and when they encountered a yellow-level disaster, they went directly together and killed it in an instant, without wasting time.

There are more yellow-class disasters than imagined.

At most, they encountered ten yellow-level disasters. Fortunately, everyone's combat power is not weak.

So, in the end, it was all won.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and Ling Xiao had already scored fifty points, but because he didn't know the situation of the other two groups, the pressure was still quite high.

In fact, this round of competition is relatively fair to them. In Yin Wujiao's view, their combat power is the weakest, so the second round is likely to be a competition of combat power. Therefore, in this round, it is inevitable that To maximize points.

If the score is high in this round, even if they rank last in the next round, they still have a chance to win.

"I have to think of a way!" Yin Wujiao said, "Is there any way to lure the Scourge?"

"Yes! But it's more dangerous." Ling Xiao said: "You also know that I am good at the holy pattern array, and I can create an environment to attract the arrival of the disaster clan. The problem is, once the earth-level disaster or the heaven-level disaster are attracted , our lives may be in danger."

"Try it, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub!" Yin Wujiao gritted her teeth and said.

"All right!"

Ling Xiao actually wanted to try, but if he really couldn't beat him, then he ran away, it's nothing special.

Ever since, Ling Xiao found an open place where the enemy could be seen from a long distance, so that they could have a chance to escape.

At the same time, he set up a teleportation array in a safe place far away. If he really found a disaster that he couldn't deal with, he would immediately escape through the teleportation array.

After all, although the position of Young Sect Master is important, life is more important. If he dies, it will be meaningless.

Soon, Ling Xiao successfully arranged the holy pattern array, and this large area became a paradise-like scene. Although it was false, those disaster clans would not be able to see it.

The next step was to wait, and the eight people waited while eating.

It didn't take long, maybe a few hours, when suddenly there were many terrifying energy fluctuations around.

"coming!"

Ling Xiao stood up, and everyone stood up, carefully staring at the direction of the voice, which seemed to be in all directions.

"Fuck, that's quite a lot!"

Ling Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was ready to kill. Anyway, if these disasters are not killed, everything will be ruined sooner or later.

boom!
Appeared.

"There are ten scourges in total. There are six scourges at the yellow level, three scourges at the mysterious level, and one scourge at the prefecture level. Leave the prefecture-level scourges to me, the mysterious ones, Yin Wujiao, Ye Mo, Pan Cai'er, you three One person, one head, and the remaining yellow-level disasters are handed over to Cardinal and Kang Duo, kill them!"

Ling Xiao quickly made a judgment and issued an order.

"Are you okay? That's a prefecture-level disaster!" Yin Wujiao was a little nervous.

"It doesn't matter, I judge that yellow-level disasters are probably equivalent to ordinary fourth-order gods, mysterious-level disasters are equivalent to ordinary sixth-order gods, and earth-level disasters are equivalent to ordinary ninth-order gods. It should be fine, don't worry about me Let's concentrate on fighting." After saying that, Ling Xiao rushed out.

Directly choose to start the battle of the body of the gods, and choose the Primordial Martial God.

Taikoo Martial God can give full play to his advantages to a greater extent.

"kill!"

Holding the Dragon Blood Divine Spear in his hand, Ling Xiao immediately performed the nine shocking moves.

Deadly style!
when!
With a loud noise, Ling Xiao and the terrifying prefecture-level disaster were evenly matched, which shows the horror of this prefecture-level disaster.

You know, Ling Xiao is using the body of the gods to fight now, and the nine forms of supernatural powers are already at the ninth level of the middle-grade small god level.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't hurt the opponent.

"Earth-level disasters are so strong, so is a heaven-level disaster a god-level disaster?"

Ling Xiao didn't dare to think about it, but luckily this time there was no heaven-level disaster, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Poison Hand!

Ling Xiao continued to attack, released the poisonous hand, controlled the movement of the earth-level disaster, and then continued to stab out with the nine shocking moves.

Soul-defeating style!
Soul-snatching style!
Gale style!
The continuous attacks finally gradually suppressed this powerful earth-level disaster. This earth-level disaster should not be the strongest yet.

It is estimated that the strongest earth-level disaster may be comparable to the level of the ultimate little god.

The one I met this time is probably the weakest one.

(End of this chapter)