Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1861 Encountering a Strong Enemy: Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord Wu Long

"Thank you!"

At this time, Mo Yu over there had already dealt with his opponent. If someone underestimated Mo Yu, they would really suffer.

Mo Yu is on the Divine Phoenix Continent, and that is one of the top ten existences on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking.

His aptitude is naturally not bad at all, at least at the same level as Tianhai Seven Little Sages.

You must know that among the 150 five warriors, there are quite a few warriors who are less talented than the Seven Little Sages of Tianhai.

"Go in and study, I'll wait for you outside."

Ling Xiao now has three brand-new Heifeng inscriptions, and he can comprehend the third form of the Chiyang Sword Art. By the way, he can give Mo Yu the wind outside, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Mo Yu didn't talk nonsense, and immediately entered the ruins to find opportunities.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged outside the gate of the ruins, and began to comprehend the third style of the Chiyang Sword Art.

The third move was just as he had guessed, it was pure slow sword intent.

In this formula, the slower the better.

However, being slow does not mean that there is no threat.

When Ling Xiao was comprehending this type of sword move, in the visualization, one person was holding a long sword, and his movements were extremely slow. If it wasn't for Tai Chi eyes, he wouldn't even be able to see the slightest movement of his sword body.

At this time, another person killed him with a sword.

The speed was extremely fast, but when he got close to this person, he suddenly slowed down, and even the sword body was attracted by this person's long sword, as if it was stuck in a quagmire and could not be pulled out.

At this time, a round of red sun rose, and the terrifying flames swept over the attackers, turning them into ashes.

"Understood, the slow sword intent is not only slow, but also slows down the opponent's sword, and even falls into your slow sword intent and cannot extricate itself."

Ling Xiao opened his eyes, inexplicably excited, but found a huge wild boar standing in front of him, drooling down, clearly treating him as a delicious food and trying to swallow him in one gulp.

"Hey, you can't stay outside for too long, just slip away!"

Ling Xiao sighed, and actually fought the black wind escape, and escaped into the black wind, making the wild boar lose its target.

Within the ruins, a quarter of an hour is limited.

The same goes for the ruins.

After the wild boar saw Ling Xiao running away, he chased after him.

At this time, Mo Yu just came out of the ruins and couldn't see Ling Xiao, so he stepped on the teleportation array again and continued to look for new opportunities.

Although he doesn't know exactly what the power of the black wind is, he believes that the benefits obtained in the black wind canyon must be taken outside in some form.

Therefore, it is definitely not a bad thing to work hard to improve your cultivation and fight hard.

In fact, Ling Xiao stepped onto the teleportation array right in front of him.

"Another ruin!"

Ling Xiao looked up, and saw that the entrance of the ruins was clearly protected by a light film, and someone should have entered.

On the ruins are written the four characters "Thousand-legged God".

Ling Xiao didn't know who Qianzu Shenjun was, but he didn't want to leave like this. He wanted to go in and check the situation. If there was something suitable for him, he must get it.

In this bloody battle in purgatory, if there is no mercy, whoever blocks him from becoming stronger will die.

Ling Xiao stepped into the ruins of the Thousand-legged God Lord, and just entered, he saw a person walking outside.

"Hundred-eyed Demon Monarch!"

"Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao didn't like the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord because he threatened to kill him outside.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord doesn't like Ling Xiao even more, because Ling Xiao caused him to lose the bet, and he lost to Jun Moqing.

Through Taiji Eyes, one can see that the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch has six black wind inscriptions on his body.

This amount is comparable to him.

However, the cultivation base of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord is slightly higher than him, reaching the sixth level of the Transcendent Realm.

It seems that the warriors killed by the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch had higher cultivation bases, so they got more cultivation bases.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord looked at Ling Xiao, and suddenly showed a cruel smile.

"It's really interesting. Could it be that the heavens are helping me, Wu Long, to kill you in this Black Wind Canyon!"

The hundred-eyed demon lord Wu Long sneered, and released a terrifying killing intent towards Ling Xiao.

Outside the Black Wind Canyon, those watching the battle suddenly became nervous.

After Ling Xiao entered the Black Wind Canyon, he performed extremely well.

But he never met those thirteen top geniuses.

The hundred-eyed demon lord Wu Long is the second-ranked genius of Zhengyi Sect, second only to Feng Feiye.

Meeting him, can Ling Xiao's miracle continue?

Those who hated Ling Xiao hoped that Ling Xiao could be killed by the hundred-eyed demon king Wu Long.

Those who like Ling Xiao expect Ling Xiao to have a greater breakthrough, successfully kill the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord Wu Long, and become stronger.

At the same time, several warriors were also teleported from the teleportation array.

Among them was Dan Feng, a warrior from the Celestial Empire.

Dan Feng obviously also got a lot of benefits.

Although his aptitude is not as top-notch as Ling Xiao's, he ranks first in the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking of the Divine Phoenix Continent.

It was definitely at the level of the four masters of Tianhai.

Now in this Black Wind Canyon, he is like a fish in water. As long as he doesn't meet those thirteen top geniuses, no one can stop him.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the ruins in front suddenly burst into loud noises, and two figures rushed out from inside.

One is Ling Xiao, and the other is the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

Although we all know that in the Black Wind Canyon, the martial artist's original internal strength and soul power are sealed, and the original martial arts become unusable.

But the reputation of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord Wu Long is still resounding.

Just seeing this person, many warriors trembled, not daring to do anything, just standing in fear and peeping from a distance.

As for Dan Feng, she was naturally very happy to see Ling Xiao, but it was not a good thing for Ling Xiao to encounter the hundred-eyed demon king Wu Long.

It would be very troublesome to meet these top talents too early.

He had already decided to leave, but now he stayed.

Because he was worried that if Ling Xiao needed help and he wasn't there, he wouldn't be enough friends.

"You and I are equal in strength, are you sure you want to do it?"

Ling Xiao looked at the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord Wu Long.

If possible, he didn't want to meet those thirteen people too early.

After all, it takes a lot of energy, and you might get injured, and it's uncomfortable to be taken advantage of by others.

But what he said was regarded as weak and deceitful by the hundred-eyed demon lord Wu Long.

"I just want to kill you, so what?"

Wu Long grinned and said: "You caused me to lose the bet, or to Jun Moqing, who is weaker than me, this is a big embarrassment, you must die!"

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly slapped him.

This terrifying palm wind, the gust of wind that tore through the Black Wind Canyon, wanted to blast Ling Xiao into pieces.

"The power is not small, it seems that you also unsealed some kind of relic martial arts with the black wind inscription!"

Ling Xiao watched the terrifying palm wind coming, but he didn't back down.

Not being willing to fight does not mean not being afraid to fight.

It is impossible for a martial artist who shrinks back in the face of battle to remain steadfast on the road to martial arts.

So here, even if both sides suffer, Ling Xiao will not back down.

Facing the terrifying palm wind, Ling Xiao took out Ice Fury, and the long sword moved slowly, as if the sword weighed hundreds of thousands of catties and could not be moved.

(End of this chapter)