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Although Huang Xiaolong transformed into the body of Shura and used the devil's wings and his native soul skill to follow him at a speed comparable to that of a mid-level tenth level expert, Lin Zhiren was at the peak of the late tenth level and had already stepped into Xian Yao. Soon, Then he caught up with Huang Xiaolong.
When he came ten meters behind Huang Xiaolong, Lin Zhiren's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he struck out with his long sword instantly.
"Die!"
The sword light turned into a dragon, roaring, and attacked Huang Xiaolong's back.
But just when the sword light struck Huang Xiaolong’s back, Huang Xiaolong’s figure suddenly disappeared, strangely disappearing without any warning.
The Stegosaurus missed and hit the rocks hundreds of meters away, shattering them into pieces.
"Disappeared? How could it disappear!" Lin Zhiren was stunned for a moment and roared angrily. His voice echoed in the surrounding sea waves, like a wounded beast scanning in all directions.
At this time, several elders from the Great Sword Sect caught up from behind.
"Sect Master, that boy is there!" Suddenly, an elder from the Great Sword Sect pointed forward and said.
Lin Zhiren looked over and saw Huang Xiaolong's figure appearing more than a thousand meters away.
"Huang puppy, let's see where you are running away!" Lin Zhiren roared angrily and rushed out, pursuing Huang Xiaolong again. The elders of the Great Sword Sect and the disciples who came behind also pursued him again.
Not long after, Lin Zhiren once again approached Huang Xiaolong, but when he attacked again, Huang Xiaolong disappeared strangely again. When he reappeared, Huang Xiaolong was already more than a thousand meters away.
Repeatedly, every time Lin Zhiren approached and took action, Huang Xiaolong disappeared. After a dozen times, Lin Zhiren roared again and again, extremely angry.
The elders and disciples of the Great Sword Sect who were chasing after him were even more angry and annoyed.
An hour later, members of the Great Sword Sect joined in pursuit, and many disciples were out of breath.
Under the bottom of the lake, more fighting spirit is lost than on the ground.
Huang Xiaolong was hiding in the space, looking at the panting disciples of the Great Sword Sect. The Shura Blade in his hand suddenly swung out, and instantly passed through the throat of a Great Sword Sect disciple.
This disciple of the Great Sword Sect was only in the middle of the ninth level. He never expected that Huang Xiaolong would hide nearby and suddenly take action. With his expression relaxed, his throat was cut in an instant.
Blood spurted out, and the surrounding lake turned red.
"Ninth Junior Brother!"
The other disciples of the Great Sword Sect exclaimed, but when they reacted and pursued him, Huang Xiaolong was already a thousand meters away.
When these Great Sword Sect disciples stopped, Huang Xiaolong's Shura Blade attacked.
Within half an hour, six disciples of the Great Sword Sect died under Huang Xiaolong’s Shura blade.
Lin Zhiren saw the disciples of the Great Sword Sect being killed one after another by Huang Xiaolong. He was so angry that he roared like thunder. His eyes wanted to chop Huang Xiaolong into pulp.
These disciples of the Great Sword Sect are all core disciples of the Great Sword Sect, and they all have excellent talents. The Great Sword Sect has spent countless efforts to train each one of them, but now they are being killed one after another!
Lin Zhiren's heart was bleeding.
Two hours passed.
Huang Xiaolong sat cross-legged in a cave among the rocks at the bottom of Shengming Lake. His natal soul skills resumed in an instant, and the lost fighting spirit continued to recover.
After killing eight disciples of the Great Sword Sect in a row, Huang Xiaolong escaped the pursuit of Lin Zhiren and others.
Fortunately, Yu Chen was not with Lin Zhiren and others this time. Otherwise, Huang Xiaolong would not be able to evade in front of Yu Chen, a Xianyao second-level powerhouse, even if he could hide in space.
"But if this continues, in more than an hour, we will have to return to the ground first!" Huang Xiaolong said to himself. More than two hours have passed since entering the bottom of the lake. In more than an hour, Huang Xiaolong must return to the ground to breathe. Just fine.
"I wonder how Fei Hou is doing."
For two hours, not to mention the exotic treasures, even the exotic treasures didn’t even have a thing. What made Huang Xiaolong despondent was that there was no movement in the exquisite pagoda inside his body.
“Has that rare treasure already been captured?!” Huang Xiaolong frowned.
However, the top ten rare treasures can only be conquered by those with thirteenth level martial souls. So, is that right? Huang Xiaolong's mind flashed, Duan Wuhen!
Only Duan Wuhen can possess a level 13 martial spirit!
Huang Xiaolong's heart sank when he thought of this possibility.
If that was the case, then he thought it would be impossible to break through Xian Yao within two or three years. Moreover, after Duan Wuhen cultivated this rare treasure and returned to the Broken Blade Empire and entered the Broken Blade Academy, he might be able to rely on this rare treasure to Baoneng sensed the existence of the fourth-ranked Soul-Breaking Pearl, and then conquered even the Soul-Breaking Pearl!
In this case, it will be troublesome.
However, at this moment, suddenly, the exquisite pagoda inside Huang Xiaolong trembled...
"Well, this is?!" Huang Xiaolong was delighted, stood up suddenly, and then flew quickly towards the direction he had just sensed.
After a while, Huang Xiaolong stopped. According to what he sensed just now, the location should be around here.
Huang Xiaolong glanced around, and finally stopped at a mountain wall in front of him, then flew over and arrived in front of that mountain wall.
This mountain wall is more than ten meters wide. There are pictures carved on the mountain wall. Huang Xiaolong looked carefully and found that the pictures were scenes from ancient battlefields. On the ancient battlefield, each person The strange-looking races with two, four, or six wings are fighting and fighting.
After looking at the picture, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes finally settled on a brilliant golden ring above the picture.
No matter how you look at it, this golden ring looks a bit weird and conspicuous.
Just when Huang Xiaolong's eyes fell on the golden circle, suddenly, the golden circle originally carved on the mountain wall shone brightly, shining in all directions, and a terrifying aura surged out from the golden circle.
This kind of aura is somewhat similar to that of Linglong Pagoda, but it is different. It is stronger and more terrifying than that of Linglong Pagoda.
The Linglong Pagoda in Huang Xiaolong's body vibrated violently. At the same time, the twin dragon spirits in Huang Xiaolong's body automatically flew out of Huang Xiaolong's body and flew towards the golden ring just like the last time they conquered the Linglong Pagoda.
When Huang Xiaolong's black and blue twin dragon spirits flew toward the golden circle, almost all the powerful men in Shengming Lake saw the bright light of the golden circle.
Dozens of miles away, Duan Wuhen looked at the bright light of the golden circle with surprise on his face and his body quickly rushed towards Huang Xiaolong. Duan Wuhen was extremely fast, leaving only a faint shadow mark as he passed through the space.
In addition to Duan Wuhen, Yu Chen from the Great Sword Sect, Prince Ning from the Ningwu Family, and the Xian Yao experts from the kingdom outside the territory all rushed towards Huang Xiaolong’s location.
Sensing the strong men from all directions coming from all directions, Huang Xiaolong's face changed, and the fighting energy in his body was running at full strength. The black and blue martial arts wrapped around the golden circle, and suddenly flew up, but just when the black and blue martial arts were about to wrap around the golden circle When it flew back into Huang Xiaolong's body, the golden circle buzzed, a strange roar came out, and a mysterious force shook the black and blue spirit away.
At this time, Duan Wuhen had arrived more than ten miles away.