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Chapter 94 Cannibalism, Fang Xiaomo
At the summit of Qinglong Peak, on Julong Terrace.
Yao Tang, the female cultivator from the Taibai Sword Sect who was the first to grab the challenge qualification, flew solemnly to the fighting platform where everyone was watching. She was well aware of how difficult this battle would be.
But in order to obtain a spiritual treasure for forming a core, they still wanted to give it a try.
The next moment, as Yao Tang raised her hand, a small yellow bell flew out and hovered above her head, buzzing.
A yellow light curtain descended from the bell, protecting his figure within it.
Two flying swords, one green and one red, hung on the left and right sides. The swords shone brightly with spiritual light, transforming into a green snake and a firebird. It seemed that these two flying swords were quite spiritual.
They were all at least second-tier superior, and with their mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, they did possess a certain imposing presence.
"The battle begins."
Beside the old dragon king Ao Hai, a crab general several meters tall, clad in silver armor and wielding a spear, shouted.
on the platform.
The next moment, Ao Zheng looked at the approaching Green Snake and Fire Sparrow with a cold expression.
Only by killing this guy can we let these stray cats and dogs on the street know the difference between them and ourselves.
At this moment, the Azure Scale Spear in Ao Zheng's hand emitted a low roar like a dragon. He gently raised his hand and hurled the spear. In the blink of an eye, the flying spear transformed into an azure dragon several meters long, exuding a fierce pressure.
The Azure Dragon opened its ferocious maw and swallowed the approaching Azure Snake and Firebird whole.
Then, unstoppable, it headed straight for Yao Tang.
Yao Tang was shocked and realized that her two natal swords were damaged. Her spiritual energy backfired, her aura became disordered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
"No!"
"I surrender!!"
Sensing the immense, sea-overturning power emanating from the azure dragon, Yao Tang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
This is hardly a contest of skills or a friendly exchange.
This is trying to kill her!
In the blink of an eye, the ferocious azure dragon was right in front of Yao Tang. The defensive light of the small yellow bell hanging above her head was as fragile as paper and shattered as soon as the azure dragon touched it.
The enormous azure dragon coiled around Yao Tang, and with a single gulp, swallowed him and Zhong whole.
The next moment, the azure dragon flew back into Ao Zheng's hand and transformed into a long spear with azure scales.
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence!
But the next moment, the bugle sounded and cheers erupted.
"Your Highness, you are mighty!"
"Your Highness is incredibly powerful and invincible!"
"Your Highness, your supernatural abilities are unparalleled!"
On the surrounding fighting stands, some shrimp soldiers and crab generals belonging to the Five Gods Lake, as well as many aquatic cultivators, couldn't help but start shouting, creating a truly magnificent atmosphere.
The Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Core Formation factions present all paled upon seeing this scene.
On the viewing platform of the banquet for Core Formation stage cultivators, Li Qiuyu, a middle-aged female sword cultivator dressed in white robes with a slender figure, turned pale. Her hands, hidden beneath the loose sleeves of her robe, clenched into fists.
Her disciple was swallowed alive!
This little dragon king is clearly making an example of someone.
It's all my fault for spoiling her, my granddaughter, too much. I already sent her a telepathic message telling her not to go first, but she wouldn't listen at all.
With such a long lifespan, how could a spiritual treasure that helps one achieve the Core Formation stage be more important than one's own life?
"Hahaha!"
"My son is so brave!"
"In the course of a battle, injuries and deaths are inevitable, which is only to be expected."
"However, the Five Gods Lake will give a second-grade superior spiritual pill to the Taibai Sword Sect as compensation."
The old dragon king Ao Hai, seated on his throne, spoke in a deep, thunderous voice.
Using a second-tier superior spiritual pill to compensate a fallen Foundation Establishment mid-stage sword cultivator is no different from an insult.
Li Qiuyu, standing in the banquet stands, had her pupils slightly constricted.
He paused for a moment.
Immediately, he rose from the banquet platform, bowed in the direction of the old dragon king, and said, "Li Qiuyu of the Taibai Sword Sect thanks the dragon king for bestowing the pill."
"Your junior disciple's magic is mediocre and his skills are lacking. My Taibai Sword Sect has nothing to say about this."
The words were spoken.
Then a female cultivator from the Five Gods Lake, with cicada wings on her back and dressed in colorful clothes, flew to Li Qiuyu and placed a tray on the table.
Inside the tray was a white jade elixir bottle.
After Li Qiuyu put the white jade elixir bottle into her storage bag, she sat down.
The other Core Formation cultivators on the banquet platform were also shocked by this scene and hurriedly sent messages to their disciples, urging them not to go up there to their deaths.
It's incredibly difficult for their sect to cultivate a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet this old dragon king only gave them a second-tier spirit pill—is that how they treat a beggar?
"Disciples of fellow Daoists, is there anyone who wishes to come up on stage and spar with my son?"
"If someone can withstand more than a hundred moves, I will bestow upon them a fourth-grade spirit pill."
Old Dragon King Ao Hai added another bet.
As soon as he finished speaking, another cyan ball of light flew out from his sleeve and began to circle above the platform.
This time, the many Foundation Establishment cultivators below the stage remained unmoved even after hearing the old dragon king mention the fourth-tier spirit pill.
Their minds were still replaying the scene of the Foundation Establishment sword cultivator from the Taibai Sword Sect being swallowed by the Azure Dragon, leaving not even a wisp of his soul behind.
These ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators were no match for that little dragon king; they would only be doomed.
now.
Lin Li, standing behind Yun Youzi, watched as the female cultivator from the Taibai Sword Sect was devoured in a single move, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.
This little dragon king is really domineering!
"Junior Brother Jin, the spear in that little dragon king's hand is at least a bloodline magic weapon."
"Its power is far beyond what a second-tier magic weapon can compare to."
"It must have been personally refined by that old dragon king. No matter how many Foundation Establishment cultivators from those Core Formation forces attack, they will all die."
"However, among the Foundation Establishment cultivators present, I do know one who could fight, and even defeat, that little dragon king."
"Look behind Senior Fang of the Purple Cloud Sect, that's Fang Xiaomo, whom we met once before in Jade Retention Mountain."
"As far as I know, he not only has a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation level, but also possesses the extremely rare Hundred Ghost Demon Body, making him the most popular candidate for the next Nascent Soul cultivator within the Purple Cloud Sect."
"Now that the old dragon king has mentioned fourth-grade spirit pills as the reward for the duel, things might get interesting."
Huo Yunxi, standing to one side of Lin Li, transmitted her voice to Lin Li.
Now that they have two Nascent Soul cultivators, Yun Youzi and Chi Ya Laoguai, in front of them to shield their divine sense transmission, they can at least whisper a few words to each other.
"Fang Xiaomo?" 』
Upon hearing what Huo Yunxi said, Lin Li looked at the middle-aged cultivator in a deep purple python-patterned robe. His bloodless face coldly stared at the little dragon king Ao Zheng on the platform.
That person is Fang Laomo, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the Ziyun Sect.
Behind Fang Laomo was a young male cultivator slowly drinking at a table. He was also dressed in a dark purple robe, with his white hair tied back. Half a step away from him, there was a blood-red skull floating in the air, surrounded by red smoke.
At this time.
Fang Xiaomo drank the spirit wine in his hand in one gulp, then got up and flew to the side of his master, Fang Laomo.
Fang Qingya had just received instructions from his master that in order to obtain a specific fourth-tier spirit pill, he should fight the little dragon king to a draw.
This way, the reputation of the Five Gods Lake will not be tarnished, nor will it bring shame upon their Purple Cloud Sect.
Fang Qingya raised his hand and pulled the swirling cyan orb of light in front of him.
"This junior, Fang Qingya of the Ziyun Sect, if I can withstand a hundred moves from the Little Flood Dragon King this time, I wonder if I could exchange it for a Rank 3 Demon Essence Pill?"
Fang Qingya bowed to the old dragon king Ao Hai.