Chapter 2383: Intense Battle

ready cost 39,800.Although Mingming suffered from a severe cerebral hemorrhage, the medication prescribed included anti-thrombotic drugs and cardiac medications, lacking only aphrodisiacs.And there's...Seeing the Azure Flood Dragon reveal its true form and prepare for battle, the three elders over there did not show fear, but rather excitement.

They had previously heard from Lan Meier that Ye Bufan had a ninth-order monster by his side, but they didn't quite believe it. After all, higher-order monsters were always aloof and arrogant, how could they possibly obey the arrangements of humans.

Now it seems everything is true, this is indeed a genuine ninth-order monster.

Faced with Xiao Qing's thunderous attack, Xin Wu Bei put away his previous disdain, his expression grave, not daring to be even slightly careless.

He took a step back, his whole body retreating like an arrow released from its bow.

Xiao Qing's massive claw missed its target, crashing down heavily on the ground with a thunderous boom. The entire mountain valley seemed to tremble as a result.

When it was lifted again, the ground that had been incredibly hard before was smashed into a pit several feet deep.

And Xiaoqing, without any pause, struck again with her other claw.

This time, Xin Wubei did not dodge. He condensed a black magic spear, three zhang long, in his hand and charged forward directly.

This enchanted gun was shrouded in magic, its aura dark and menacing. With every shot it fired, a terrifying power erupted, but before Xia Qing's colossal claw, it seemed rather insignificant.

The colossal hoof and the magical gun collided, with a deafening *poof* the magical gun shattered instantly, transforming into wisps of demonic energy.

And Xin Wufei was shaken back by the impact, flying out over a hundred meters in an instant.

Even with Xiaoqing's current strength, she would still have a certain advantage even against a peak Mahayana cultivator. Moreover, Xin Wuji now has one arm less, which greatly reduces his combat effectiveness.

She suddenly opened her wide mouth and swallowed it whole, intending to devour the opponent directly. Just then, a black shadow swooped down from the sky. It was Elder Xin Wunu, who had been lurking nearby for a long time.

At this very moment, he held aloft a colossal black longsword, emanating an aura of destruction as it cleaved down from mid-air.

At this moment, he was brimming with power, his imposing aura spreading outwards like a demon emerging from hell.

It's clear that this strike is full of power, giving it his all.

The black demon blade, laced with wisps of demonic energy, slashed down. It seemed capable of tearing apart space itself, as if it were poised to obliterate all existence.

Xia Qing realized something was wrong, but it was too late to dodge. Her massive physique was both an advantage and a disadvantage at times.

Having no other choice, he had to stop his attack and took the blow head-on.

At the same time, a massive tail rose up and smashed into Xin Wunu from behind.

A dull boom echoed as the black demon blade slashed across Xiao Qing's back.

The sharp blade ripped through scales, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

Although the ninth-order demon beast had a powerful body and amazing defense, it couldn't withstand the full blow of a cultivator at the peak of the Great Ascension stage. This blow ultimately caused some minor injuries.

But Xin Wu Nu was also taken aback. Xiao Qing's defensive power was far greater than he had expected. The demonic energy in his magic blade dissipated, and it finally vanished from his palm.

And he was sent flying, his whole body lifted high, and his palm went numb.

Right behind it, that large tail swept over. At this moment, Xiaoqing's tail was dozens of meters long, two or three meters thick, and covered with fine scales.

Waving like a giant whip sweeping across the heavens, it carried an unstoppable force.

In a rush, Xinwu could only kick out with all his might, choosing to meet the attack head-on.

Even if he were at the peak of Mahayana, if it came down to a pure test of strength, he would still be at a disadvantage.

The whole person was drawn out like a ball, a surge of blood surged, almost spraying blood.

And just then, Xin Wuji who had just retreated rushed over again, his black magic gun fiercely piercing Xiaoqing's abdomen, bringing with it a streak of blood.

"Woof!"

The consecutive injuries enraged Xia Qing. Her offensive power as her true form was more than enough to deal with a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator, but facing the two of them together, she felt slightly inadequate.

Her immense size granted her overwhelming power and attack capabilities, but it also sacrificed her agility, often leaving her vulnerable in the process.

Although the two people's attacks only caused her minor injuries, this wasn't a sustainable situation.

Furthermore, the demonic race's attacks possess a unique characteristic: every wound inflicted leaves behind traces of demonic qi, hindering the healing process for a period of time.

Such a result was bloody and continuously depleted her strength.

The enraged little Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he pounced on the two people again.

But Xin Wu Nu and the two others were incredibly cunning. They only entangled with her, rarely engaging in direct confrontation, finding opportunities to leave a wound on her body.

In this way, although Xiao Qing was furious, she was helpless against the two of them and completely at their mercy.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, on one side was a fierce battle, while on the other, Lao Xin and his two companions rushed towards Ye Bufan.

He stretched out his true yuan hand, grabbed it with a grasp, and demonic energy surged into the sky.

"Boy, this time old man sees where you run to!"

"Master, flee quickly!"

Zhang He roared and stood in front of Ye Bufan, his long sword bursting with a shower of sword light to meet the attack.

Now Xiaoqing and Ximen Jia Yin are tightly entangled, and among the rest, he is the only one who has reached the Mahayana stage.

It's a pity he only just stepped across this threshold, his cultivation being far too inferior to that of the late Mahayana stage.

"You're overreaching!"

Xin Wuxi looked at Zhang He with disdain. With a flick of her wrist, she effortlessly crushed his sword light with her true energy.

With a wave of his hand, the ferocious true energy directly sent the opponent flying backward, spraying blood into the sky.

After all, the gap in cultivation was too great. Even if Zhang He tried his best, he couldn't stop the opponent.

"Die!"

At this time, Naran Yujia and Zhongli Mei charged in from the left and right sides respectively, but unfortunately, their cultivation levels were too low, and they couldn't even break through the opponent's protective true qi.

"A bunch of incompetent ants, all get out of my way!"

Fortunately, Xin Wu Xi's target was Ye Bu Fan and not the two of them. He didn't kill them, but simply waved his hand, sending them flying away.

At this moment, Ye Bufan had already reached dozens of meters away. He knew that both the Wuliang Hall and the Demon Gate were targeting him. As long as he could escape, these people would inevitably come after him, and the others would be safe.

But he ultimately underestimated the power of a late Mahayana stage expert. Zhang He and the three of them together couldn't stop him at all.

Before Jiu Tian could even be unleashed, Xin Wuji's true essence gripped over with a massive hand.

"Kid, don't even think about running!"

Xin Wuji let out a burst of laughter, and after grabbing him, the demonic energy in his hand quickly transformed into a thick rope, binding him tightly.

Ye Bufan wanted to struggle, but he found that this thing was really too terrifying. Not only did it suppress his cultivation base, but even his mental power was trapped in the sea of consciousness, unable to exert itself at all.

“This…”

Only then did he truly understand how terrifying a Mahayana late-stage expert was. Now, his divine sense was unusable, he couldn't summon the spirit-binding bottle, and he couldn't even return to the Dragon King Palace.

Now he was completely dumbfounded. Since receiving the inheritance, this was the first time he had ever felt such despair.

"Brother Ye!"

Seeing him captured, Xiaqing let out a furious roar, shaking her massive body as she swooped down from the sky.

"Monster, where are you going"

Xin Wupei and Xin Wunu immediately launched an attack from the side, their black magic guns once again bringing forth a shower of blood.

But Xiaqing at this moment was like a madman, completely disregarding her own injuries, she pounced down from mid-air with overwhelming momentum.es. However, by now, they were helpless.Inside the Heavenly Palace, the gatekeeper who was in charge, was originally sitting there leisurely sipping tea.When Fǔgōngzhǔ Hòudōngpíng went in, he had spe...