Chapter 130: Dark Hand

ra. The term "golden elixir" wasn't referring to its actual color. It denoted the cultivator's realm. A wood attribute cultivator's elixir would be green, a water attribute cultivator's blue, and onl...The two of them battled the black python for a while, adding dozens of wounds to its enormous body. The blood flowed freely, but it was not fatal considering its size. Luo Qian and Meng Yu both replenished several medium-grade spirit stones before they could barely maintain their massive mana expenditure.

“Let’s fight for another incense stick’s time. If we still can’t do it, then we’ll call the other disciples over.” Meng Yu shouted to Luo Qian, his head covered in sweat.

"Good!"

Luo Qian was also under no ease at this time. The strength of this giant python was ultimately much stronger than any of them. If it weren't for the formidable magic weapons and the replenishment of medium-grade spirit stones, the two would have long since fled in disarray. However, calling over other fellow disciples also meant that more people would participate in the race to obtain the Zi Luo ginseng. Now, if he killed the black python and harvested several more Zi Luo ginseng plants into his pocket, could Wu Yan, Lu Xiaitian, and the others forcibly reach into his pocket to snatch them That depended on whether his thunder spear agreed. Facing the hope of building a foundation, which was held by fellow disciples, there wasn't much friendship to speak of either.

"Black Flame Thunder Wheel!"

Luoqiang roared, wielding his seven-foot spear. A blaze of black flames ignited on the weapon, originally radiating with ferocious power. Even ordinary rocks near the flames instantly crumbled into dust upon contact.

Luo Bing twirled the long spear in both hands, the black flames transforming into a massive black wheel. Outside the flames, lightning crackled and danced. Wherever the black flames spun, a huge chasm appeared on the ground.

Even the black pythons from afar were startled.

Meng Yu was also taken aback. Luo Qian's talent in the Thunder System martial arts was truly astonishing. In a head-on confrontation, he felt that he was slightly inferior to the other party. On the other side of the grotto, there were two elite disciples from Lingxiao Palace. Thinking of this, Meng Yu's face darkened suddenly.

"Hexagram Frost!" Ling Kong pointed at the ice spike, and with the ice spike as the center, five more spikes materialized. The one in the middle was especially large, already transformed into a huge ice cone. It charged towards the black python's head.

On the other side, Luo Qian brandished his long spear, unleashing a series of black lightning and flame spears, accompanied by the roar of wind and thunder, soaring towards the black python in mid-air.

The black python roared fiercely, its massive tail whipping through the air, shattering several thunder flame gun wheels. However, in the violent impact, scales flew off the black python's tail, revealing bloody flesh.

Only then did he block Luo Qian's fierce attack, a giant ice cone hovering above, poised to pierce the black python's head. The black python opened its mouth and spat out a sea bowl-sized azure crystal demon pill, which collided with the ice cone several times. The demon pill's color dimmed slightly, but the ice shell outside the giant ice cone shattered layer by layer, returning to its original size. Five small ice spikes broke apart consecutively, four of them shattering. However, one remained, gliding across a strange arc in mid-air and striking Luo Qian's back, who was still fighting valiantly.

Luo Qian only managed to fire the last Thunderflame Gun Wheel. It was clear he was out of strength and hadn't yet recovered, but together with his partner, they were able to suppress the Black Python. They had hope of seriously wounding it, maybe even killing it. But suddenly, an ice spike shot towards Luo Qian’s back. Even more unexpectedly, Meng Yu, who had been fighting alongside him until now, had suddenly attacked him.

When Luo Qian finally noticed, the glittering ice spike was only a few feet away. Luo Qian, in a flurry of panic, could only dodge the vital point. *Puu...* The ice spike wasn't something his spiritual armor could withstand, it only delayed for a moment before piercing through his ribs, narrowly missing his internal organs. However, the icy breath within the spike numbed most of his body, almost freezing him into an ice sculpture.

The black python retracted its slightly damaged demonic core. Its body trembled at this moment. In a critical moment, it used the demonic core to directly withstand the opponent's attack, and this feeling was not pleasant. It didn't understand why the human who had clearly been in the upper hand would suddenly attack its own people.

“You, Meng, what do you want to do” Luo Qian let out a scream and hurriedly circulated his mana with all his might to expel the icy energy invading his body.

“What do I want to do Of course, I don’t want to split the Zijiao ginseng with you guys. If I can get your spiritual herbs and weapons, believe me, after going out, it’ll be enough for me to exchange for several Zhuji pills. With my aptitude, Zhuji will be a sure thing.” Meng Yu, who had ambushed them successfully, laughed arrogantly.

“You're dreaming! Even if you kill me, outside, Su Shimei and Wu Shimei won't let you get away with it. With your strength, there's no way you could defeat Su Shimei who has a protective artifact.” Luo Qian spat out blood in anger, despairingly shouting.

“I don't need to break her protective barrier, just calculate her secretly. Don't worry, since you like Su Qing so much, after I enjoy her body, I will send her to the underworld to reunite with you. How about it, am I still pretty good to you”

Meng Yu let out a burst of laughter. Things had happened too quickly, and most people hadn't even reacted to the sudden change. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two disciples from Lingxiao Palace quietly preparing to escape into the cave. Meng Yu snorted coldly, and an ice spike flew from his hand, transforming into a fleeting shadow. The two disciples from Lingxiao Palace were startled and hurriedly raised their swords to block. Only then did they realize that they had only blocked a shadow, while the real ice spike had already pierced through their chests.

Meng Yu recalled the ice spikes, blocking the entrance to the grotto. He stood alone at the pass, issuing a cold command, "Kill! Kill all the Lingxiao Palace people. Then there will be fewer people to share the spiritual objects with us, and we can still profit from the spiritual objects on their bodies. This deal will be very profitable this time."

As an elite disciple, Meng Yu's squad members naturally obeyed him. At this time, Luo Qian was seriously injured and had just been killed by Meng Yu along with two others. With Meng Yu in command, the remaining members posed little threat. They wiped out Luo Qian's squad, and even if another squad from Lingxiao Palace arrived, they would be doomed to fail due to their small numbers.

The disciples of the Xuanbingmen were overjoyed and rushed towards their old acquaintances who had just been fighting side by side. Meng Yu killed three more disciples of the Lingxiao Palace, but in a short while, the ordinary disciples of the Lingxiao Palace were overwhelmed by the disciples of the Xuanbingmen, who now had the absolute advantage. They were all killed. One unlucky fellow even accidentally escaped to the side of the black python and was swallowed into its belly.

Luo Qian's eyes were bloodshot, these people were all his former teammates, and with their deaths, he was in even more danger of being caught.

The black python stared in astonishment at these people slaughtering each other. Its massive eyes flickered, and its enormous body slowly retreated into the cold pond.

Meng Yu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, just about to raise the ice spear in his hand to completely eliminate Luo Qian, when he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the stone cave. His heart skipped a beat. Even if Luo Qian died, Lingxiao Palace still had Su Qing and Wu Yan, two elite disciples, whose strength was not much weaker than his. Especially Su Qing, with several magical artifacts on her body, her power was extraordinary. In a direct confrontation, even he would be at a disadvantage. After all, she was the descendant of a Jindan ancestor, her foundation was profound, something ordinary people couldn't compare to. Besides, Wu Yan's seven female archers formed a formidable arrow formation. Even though he had the upper hand in numbers now, in a direct battle, he would still be at a disadvantage.t, sometimes soaring, or even fierce in their intensity. 。"No good, it's the Sound-Killing Formation!" Bai Yan reacted immediately, her expression changing drastically. 。"Under no circumstances must y...