"Ha ha!"
Ling Xiao succeeded in one attack and laughed, seeming to be mocking the Death Gripper's embarrassment. Taking advantage of the victory, he rushed forward and pounced on the Death Gripper.
Two more air-splitting palms!
The poor death pincer was knocked over again as soon as it turned over.
Although the power of the Sky Splitting Palm is not particularly powerful and cannot even break the Death Clamp's defense, Ling Xiao's laughter is too mocking and insulting!
The death pincer fell into a rage, struggled desperately to get up, brandished its pincers, and pounced.
Ling Xiao fired three air-splitting palms in a row, and the death pincer finally showed its true strength. It flapped its wings and dodged at the last moment. It bullied Ling Xiao and smashed it with both pincers.
A pair of pliers is stronger than fine iron. If it is smashed hard, the brain will burst.
However, this was what Ling Xiao was waiting for. With a flick of his right wrist, white light suddenly appeared!
The sword light rolled back and cut off a plier by the root like a powerful force!
Dark green blood spurted out.
"squeak!"
The death pincer screamed in pain and became violent. It twisted its body and slashed at Ling Xiao's throat with its blade-like wings!
Although Ling Xiao was frightened, he moved in Jingzhe's steps and retreated wildly. The talisman he had already grasped in his palm was instantly activated, and three layers of ice walls fell down in front of him!
Click...
The ice wall shattered, and the death pincer rushed towards Ling Xiaojian with its only remaining pincer.
Ling Xiao laughed, and without hesitation, he flew up with a kick, hitting the death pincer in the belly, causing it to vomit violently, and the attack was instantly messed up.
It was seriously injured and its strength was greatly reduced, and it was unable to compete with Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao never let go of this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog. He punched him violently and soon sent the king of the valley to reincarnation.
Breathing gently, Ling Xiao sat down and leisurely cut the death pincer's carapace.
This battle is too easy.
All the Death Gripper's moves were restrained by Ling Xiao. It lagged behind in speed, strength, and even weapons, so he could only let it be slaughtered.
After putting away the carapace, Ling Xiao picked another lion heart grass in the valley and left with satisfaction.
As soon as they came out of the valley, they bumped into a sneaky mid-level monster. I wonder if it was attracted by the battle between Ling Xiao and the death pincer.
Ling Xiao became more playful and used Mirror Flowers and Water Moon to go around behind the monster and easily cut the beast's neck with one knife.
"Flower in the mirror and fox mask, they are a perfect match!"
Ling Xiao stared at the corpse for a while and clicked his tongue.
Combining the two together, the concealment effect is truly amazing.
From now on, he will be more powerful when walking in the Moqu Mountains. He even guesses that even ordinary foundation-building monks will have a hard time detecting his hiding place!
However, he is here to temper his body today, and there is no need to use this method for the time being, otherwise it will not have the effect of tempering.
Ling Xiao continued to move forward.
In this area, the activities of high-level monsters gradually became more frequent.
In just ten minutes, Ling Xiao followed the tree prompts and found a new high-level monster.
Two, minotaurs!
I don't know if these two guys were dating. As soon as they saw Ling Xiao appear, they rushed towards him with blood-red eyes and rammed their horns hard!
Facing the two tauren, Ling Xiao was not afraid, but chuckled lightly. Thick white mist appeared where the sleeves of his robe trembled, gradually condensing into a snow-white figure.
The incarnation of Xianyunsha!
As soon as this figure appeared, he followed Ling Xiao's instructions, flew his palms, and stopped a tauren.
Ling Xiao fought with the other one.
After such a long period of experimentation, Ling Xiao has become extremely familiar with the characteristics of Xianyun yarn.
This yarn can not only transform into a clone, but also store part of the mana for monks to use at any time. It is indeed a top-level magic weapon!
This part of the stored mana is naturally the icing on the cake for the mana monks, but for the body-forging monks, it is like providing help in the snow, which can greatly make up for the body-forging monks' lack of mana!
After all, the mana that Xianyunsha can store is twice the mana in Ling Xiao's body now!
With stored mana, Ling Xiao can also summon clones during battle.
Otherwise, even if his Dantian is drained, it won't be enough to summon one.
One body is enough!
Ling Xiao was originally a body-forging monk, so he was very good at controlling the body-forging clones!
Even if the clone is only at about the seventh level of Qi Refining, under Ling Xiao's control, it can still display extremely strong combat effectiveness!
In an instant, Ling Xiao was doing two things at once, fighting two tauren at the same time!
Rumble…
Wow…
The battle between the two sides caused the earth to shake violently, crushing countless trees, and splashing water like a waterfall.
The tauren have rough skin and thick flesh, and their pair of horns are indestructible, making them extremely ferocious in combat.
Gradually, the clone fell into disadvantage.
On the other side, Ling Xiao became more and more courageous as he fought, suppressing the tauren and beating him wildly.
The situation presents a completely different situation.
"Moo!"
The tauren who was struggling with his clone suddenly spotted an opening, abandoned his clone, and rushed directly behind Ling Xiao!
Ling Xiao was stunned and became even more convinced that these two tauren must have a relationship beyond friendship. Otherwise, how could they have such a tacit understanding? !
At this moment, he was attacked from both sides, but he didn't panic. When he turned his palm, there was a loud "boom" in the field!
The terrifying power of thunder and lightning fell straight from the sky, just in time to drown the charging tauren!
"Moo!"
The remaining tauren was frightened, but the power of thunder and lightning was raging in the forest. Even if it wanted to save it, it couldn't do anything!
"Hey hey hey..."
Ling Xiaoguai laughed, not even looking at the tauren who was drowned by the thunder and lightning. With a thought in his mind, his clones attacked with a "swish", and surrounded the tauren with him!
Two hit each other, and not long after, Ling Xiao cut off a pair of horns and plunged the dagger deeply into the heart of the tauren.
As for the tauren that was submerged by the thunder talisman, it was already seriously injured and dying. Ling Xiao gave it a knife and helped it escape.
After doing all this, Ling Xiao rubbed his temples, his eyes looking slightly tired.
Although the clone is powerful, it is also very mentally draining. It is even more draining now that he has not gotten used to this fighting method.
"You still need to practice more."
Ling Xiao let out a long breath and picked up the two pairs of horns.
Horns, like the carapace of a death pincer, are both good materials for refining weapons.
"Go back!"
He decided to leave it at that.
After such a long time, he returned to fighting. Both his cultivation and fighting methods had undergone earth-shaking changes, and it would take some time to adapt again.
Come again tomorrow.
…
Bon Voyage.
When Ling Xiao returned to Linfeng City, he had changed out of his blood-stained clothes, taken off his mask, and restored his ordinary appearance.
Without squinting his eyes, he returned to the gate of the manor, but here he met an unexpected person.
"Brother Ling, hello, I am Hu Zhizhi of the Songshan Sword Sect." A man carrying a sword was guarding the door of the manor. After seeing him, he came up to him with a smile and introduced himself.
"Congratulations to Brother Ling for reaching a higher level of cultivation! When I heard that Brother Ling was released from seclusion, the head of my family was very happy and ordered Hu to send a congratulatory gift."
Hu Zhidou said to himself, then turned his palm, took out a small box, and handed it over respectfully.
