Chapter 1190: Changes Abound

the other party was motionless and felt quite bored."Alright, Ji Qian Shui Dao has sent word. They've suffered some losses there. As a price for the other side's aggression earlier, they've temporaril...As if sensing the imminent danger, Lu Xia Tian moved swiftly. Without any elaborate gestures, he merely extended his left hand, as if a fierce tiger claw materialized in mid-air, imbued with overwhelming power. The black ghost ape, already hurtling towards him, had no time to react at such close range. That tiger claw clamped down on its throat with deadly precision.

The Ape Grandmother's face changed dramatically. Unexpectedly, a sudden change had caused her withered staff to move like a phantom as she played the pipa. Countless Xuanbing flying needles flew towards Lu Xiaoxiao like a storm. The dark ghost ape's eyes widened in fear, and its hands desperately tried to break free from the grip on its throat.

Lu Xia Tian's face turned cold, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the dark ghost ape being held by him became lighter, transforming into a wisp of black smoke that climbed along the tiger claw toward Lu Xia Tian's arm. Lu Xia Tian's arm trembled, and blood-colored energy surged out.

“I knew you weren't simple, but to dare let my Xuan Bing Ghost Slayer approach while battling with Master Ziqing... you’re either incredibly bold or just plain arrogant.” The Monkey Grandmother cackled sinisterly. “Now, taste the feeling of a Ghost Slayer entering your body!”

Lu Xiaoteng's face contorted in a strange manner. He had encountered countless ghosts and even genuine ghost kings, their sinister energy palpable. He had slain several ghost king-level powerhouses, so this ape grandma was nothing special. She was an ice cultivator who had also learned some unorthodox ghost dao techniques, blending them with her own ice cultivation for formidable power. However, facing him, she chose such a self-righteous approach, which could only be attributed to bad luck.

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It was Zi Qing, the master who controlled the two Blazing Spears and fought against Lu Xiaitian's ethereal sword formation. He also had a hint of satisfaction on his face. The Xuanbing Ghost Fiend of Yuan Lao Mo had already broken through the defense. Even cultivators of the same rank, at such a distance, could only forcibly drive it away with their mana, consuming a lot of energy in the process. And this silver-haired boy was still fighting him, with his back to the enemy, he was giving himself a good chance to kill him with one move.

Suddenly a shrill, piercing scream echoed through the air. To Zi Qing's surprise, it wasn't Lu Xia Tian possessed by the Xuan Bing Ghost Fiend who was screaming, but rather Yuan Lao Mo, who had thought he was about to succeed.

“Such amazing spiritual fire!” As the venerable Ziqing was a great cultivator, he saw the azure-white spiritual fire the moment the Fanluo True Fire appeared. It was right on his shoulder, clashing head-on with the Xuan Bing Gui Sha, transformed from the pitch-black ghost ape. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it was crushing and overwhelming. The Xuan Bing Gui Sha was directly ignited by that small spark of Fanluo True Fire, sizzling and burning intensely.

Lu Xiaoteng's originally swung tiger claw was precisely the move used after swallowing his soul, releasing a move with the tiger-shaped martial art. At this time, taking advantage of the fact that the ape grandma suffered heavy damage and was completely unprepared, the tiger claw tightened suddenly, transforming into a tiger head, roaring wildly, like a tiger's roar in the mountains, circles of blood essence power and demon beast soul power combined after, the wild gang wind like ripples wave by wave spreading out in the air.

Suddenly, a series of explosions echoed through the air. The wave of energy shattered every Xuanbing flying needle that was caught in its path.

Lu Xia Tian's original location suddenly left only a faint trace of fire.

"To play such tricks under my very nose, don't you think it's a bit childish" Ziqing's goat-like beard twitched. Those familiar with his temperament would know that Ziqing was now at the peak of his anger. The silver-haired cultivator before him was only at the early stage of the Yuan Ying period, yet he had first killed the blue-skinned fish man in front of him, and then during their duel, he had also injured Yuan Lao Lao. Even the opponent's magic weapon had been severely damaged. The dark ghost ape transformed by Xuan Bing Ghost Sha had been directly incinerated to ashes by the opponent's pale green spiritual fire. Not only was Yuan Lao Lao's divine consciousness wounded, but it would likely take a considerable amount of time for her strength to fully recover.

Before Ziheng could finish speaking, Lu Xiaoteng noticed a thread of fire so fine it seemed woven into a net, blocking him. Or perhaps, it had enveloped the entire space around them.

“This is the thread spun by the Fiery Needle.” Lu XiaTian staggered out, these threads had been hidden in the air before. If he hadn't used his fire escape technique to accidentally hit them, they would have gone unnoticed in this silent and subtle manner.

Lu XiaTian originally wanted to retreat to a certain distance, but who knew this silk thread actually had great adhesion, like spider silk, able to stick to people. Lu XiaTian struggled with all his might, and the fire silk thread became even tighter.

“Lu brother, that is the silk of the Yanmo spider, produced by a demon pearl unique to Chiyan. The silk is extremely strong, so don't struggle with brute force, otherwise it will become tighter and tighter.” Xiang Yihang saw Lu Xiaoteng struggling for a few times, his face changed, and he hurriedly reminded him.

"Flame Demon Spider Silk" Lu Xiaoteng's heart skipped a beat. Although he wasn't originally from the Chiyan Continent, and had lived there for some time, this vast continent was full of wonders. Most of his time was spent in seclusion, so he couldn't possibly know everything about it. However, just from the name itself, Lu Xiaoteng could picture the scene of a common spider capturing its prey in the mortal world.

"These improvised means really aren't working. I am already a tenth-level body cultivator, and now I have taken the demon core of the Zi Tong Bai Mo Tiger from the Eleventh Squad. My strength isn't weak now. This Zi Qing superior is suppressing both my and Xiang Yi Hang's main abilities. It's impossible to inject too much magic power into this Yan Mo Spider Silk. He probably relies mostly on the characteristics of the Yan Mo Spider Silk itself." Lu Xiao Tian's mind raced, and he once again summoned the Fan Luo True Fire.

Master Ziqing sensed the aura of Fanluo's True Fire, his eyes narrowed. Although his Yanmo Spider Silk was extraordinary, the silver-haired boy's Spirit Fire was even more potent. If he accidentally burned the silk, it would be a painful loss for him as well.

One hit, conquer all. This Fan Luo Zhen Fire's speed is too slow, and in most cases of Yuan Ying cultivators' duels, it's not very applicable. However, it can be used for personal defense, and it's quite sharp.

It seems that this Zicheng Immortal also has some reservations. Lu Xiaoteng sneered coldly and once again cast the Purple Sky Fire Escape Technique.

“Though my Yanmo spider silk couldn’t harm you, to want to kill under my very nose is far too arrogant of you.” Ziqing the Immortal Lord let out a low bellow, pointing his finger at empty space. Countless tiny spider silk spheres shot out from the previous Yanmo spider silk. These spider silks were expendable items; all that was needed was to use magical power to activate the small amount of energy emitted by the Yanmo bead silk. Of course, though it was just a small amount, when wielded by a great cultivator, it blocked several directions Lu Xiaoteng could advance, forcing him to reappear once more.

"Brother Lu, this Purple Clarity Upper Person's strength is that even if we join forces, I'm afraid we can only protect ourselves. It's difficult to defeat him, so how about we retreat for now" The two sides battled with spells again. Xiang Yihan couldn't help but transmit a message to Lu Xia Tian.

"Well then, I'll find an opportunity to escape that ZI Qing Shangren's attacks."

Lu Xiaoteng squinted his eyes. Both sides held back, Lu Xiaoteng didn't go all out, and Zijing Shangren was worried that there might be other unforeseen circumstances. Besides, Lu Xiaoteng and Xiang Yihang, although their cultivation bases were lower than him, they showed no signs of panic, obviously relying on something else. Zhao Tongshan’s strength was slightly weaker, Yuan Lao's soul had been severely injured when Lu Xiaoteng used the Brahma Luo True Fire to melt the Xuan Bing Ghost煞 before. In a short period of time, there wasn't much power she could borrow, and even he had to guard against Lu Xiaoteng using the Zixiao Fire Escape Technique to get close to Yuan Lao under his nose and kill her.

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