"Old Huo Rong, your holy son is mixed with the scum of the first battlefield. I seriously suspect that he is also involved in bullying the female cultivators. Do you, Huolin Cave, deserve an explanation from my daughter's country?"
Ling Xueer said coldly, dismissing the hypocritical remarks of all the ancestors.
This group of people is clearly here to pick up the slack and reap the benefits, but they still have to pretend to be righteous and upright, which is really disgusting.
"Noisy, I and others are talking, you have no right to interrupt!"
"They are just a bunch of rabble without any background. If you want to make trouble, you have to look at your opponents. Our Holy Son is in the first battlefield, and you actually turn a blind eye. You are simply despising the majesty of my Huolin Cave!"
Huorong's eyes widened, and the sitting Huo Qilin suddenly spurted out a stream of lava towards Ling Xue'er.
This is a real Qilin beast, with Qilin bloodline outside its body, its whole body is shining like lava, flowing with a noble aura, and its eyes are full of disdain.
It is a descendant of Qilin. It has been soaked in the blood pool all year round. It has reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation and has terrifying strength.
As a creature with noble blood, it is inherently superior to others and will only recognize creatures with the same noble blood. It is dismissive of human monks like Ling Xueer.
"Amitabha, the benefactor of Huorong, please leave a thread so that we can meet each other in the future."
A sound of Buddha's chant came, and Ling Xueer's whole body was shrouded in a golden bell, catching all the lava spewing out.
"Roar!"
Feeling that it had been provoked, the Qilin beast roared upwards, stepped several steps in the air with its four legs, and trampled down like a broken bamboo.
Behind the crowd, an old man in gray robes stepped forward and appeared beside Ling Xueer in an instant. With his hands clasped together, a golden Buddha rose into the sky and suppressed the void.
The Buddha was born on all sides, pushing everything aside and blocking the fire unicorn's attack.
"Donor, don't commit murder in vain. Since you claim to be a descendant of Qilin, you should pay more attention to your manners. The Qilin beast, the ancestor of manners, is now being suppressed by force. It is a bit barbaric."
The gray-robed monk said with a smile.
But there was a hint of solemnity in the depths of his eyes. The Fire Qilin in front of him was not an ordinary Mahayana cultivation level. He had the blessing of Qilin bloodline, and even he felt it was very difficult.
He is not the best. Facing these ancestor-level terrifying holy spirits, he cannot easily suppress them. If the Qilin Beast attacks with all its strength, he is not sure to defeat them.
Not to mention his master Huo Rong Ancestor. These ancestors are all masters left over from several eras ago. They have more or less fairy spirit in their bodies. He is far from an opponent.
"It turns out to be Master Xuanku. It seems that the rumors are true. The master is inextricably linked to his daughter, the king."
Ancestor Huo Rong stroked his beard, looked at Xuan Ku's slightly struggling look, and said with a smile.
"That's wrong. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Donor Ling is already seriously injured. I can't watch the creatures in Huolin Cave and kill him, right?"
Monk Xuanku smiled lightly and tried to look calm, but his slightly trembling hands exposed his true situation.
The power coming from the four legs of the fire unicorn above is getting stronger and stronger, and it is somewhat unable to support it with the power of the soul alone.
But if he uses other means to resist, it will undoubtedly declare that he is not even a match for the mount under the ancestor of Huolin Cave, so how can he protect Ling Xueer?
"Master Xuanku has a kind heart, but my horse has always been irritable. Now it has been angered by this woman. I cannot ignore its mood."
Huo Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, with a smile on his face.
Sitting down, the two front legs of the Qilin beast turned into giant lava, which continuously eroded the golden Buddha.
Monk Xuanku's face became even paler, and the damage to his soul caused a lot of injuries to accumulate in his body.
"Old monk, this is not a place for you to interfere. Take Guang Hanque back to the daughter country!"
Ling Xueer said weakly, she understood that she couldn't leave today, and the monks in Guanghan Palace had to be taken away.
"Donor Ling, there is no need to worry, I can still handle it for the time being."
Xuan Ku chuckled, and the golden bronze figures in his hand were transformed into golden bronze figures, walking out from behind and rushing towards the Qilin Beast.
"Roar!"
The Qilin beast roared violently, stepping on the void, and instantly the two golden bronze figures in front of the border were torn into pieces.
"When you attack the border in front of me, do you ever take our country, the Aolai Country of the East China Sea, into consideration?"
"They are just a few wild dogs mixed with Kirin blood. In front of my aunt, you have no business being noisy!"
Liu Ren's delicate face flashed with anger, and his heart was filled with anger.
She just said on the front foot that the border issues were over, but the group on the back foot started to fight, literally slapping her in the face in public, which she absolutely couldn't bear!
The figure of the golden ape clinging to the Dinghai Divine Needle swayed, turned into a blazing sun, and suddenly rushed towards Huorong, and a pair of sharp claws suddenly grabbed it.
The lava ejected by the fire unicorn was baked and evaporated by the hot breath of the golden ape before it even got close.
"Liu Ren, you..."
Huo Rong's complexion changed drastically. He didn't expect that the other party was so disrespectful. He was a figure of the same era, and he actually took action as soon as he said it.
His body flashed and he quickly evacuated the void. The other old men around him also quickly retreated at the same time, keeping distance from the manic golden ape.
"Roar!"
The Qilin beast's eyes were full of anger. It was the first time in its life that it had been compared to a wild dog. The monk from the Fire Cave had always regarded itself as a descendant of the Qilin. When had it ever been so humiliated?
Stepping on the void, the bloody mouth opened and turned into a black hole. The Qilin bloodline exploded instantly, and the powerful blood vibrated, trying to swallow the golden ape in front of him.
"Pfft!"
There was no flashiness at all. The golden ape's sharp claws slashed down at the bloody mouth.
With just one face-to-face meeting, the noble and huge head was screwed off.
Bright red blood filled with golden light sprayed out, and the headless Qilin corpse fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"Roar!"
The golden ape bathed in the blood of the unicorn and became even more manic.
He raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, split his claws to the left and right, and violently tore the Qilin's head into two halves.
Looking at the golden ape dancing next to the body of the headless unicorn, all the big guys were silent. This golden ape is a weapon spirit bred by Dinghai Shenzhen. It has independent consciousness. After many years, this weapon spirit has become more powerful and more mature. of cruelty.
Being able to control such a fierce thing shows that the strength of the second master of Donghai has reached a higher level than it was many years ago!
They came here firstly to gain benefits, and secondly because they had just recovered and wanted to test each other's strength, but the gap in strength in front of them made them feel timid.
While they were hibernating to protect themselves, the other party was already moving further and further in their cultivation.
Could it be that it was a wrong choice to lie dormant and wait for the opportunity?
