Chapter 13629 The rabbit bites when he is anxious
A huge deep pit appeared on the ground, with claw marks of the golden dragon still remaining on the wall, emitting a hot breath.
However, before Yu Haoran had time to be happy about his lucky escape, a terrifying soul power rushed into his soul sea like a sharp blade without any warning.
At that moment, Yu Haoran felt a sharp pain in his head, as if his soul was being torn apart. He secretly thought that something was wrong, but it was too late. His expression suddenly became dull, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be frozen in place, and he stopped in his tracks.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's ancestor clone rushed out from the side like a ghost. The ancestor clone exuded a strong bloody smell. Its body was tall and strong, with a pair of huge black wings on its back. Its bloody mouth opened, revealing sharp fangs, each of which flashed with cold light. It pounced on Yu Haoran and bit Yu Haoran's left arm.
Although Yu Haoran woke up from the severe pain, his arm was also torn off by the sharp teeth of the ancestor's clone. Ling Xiao was quick-witted and took Yu Haoran's broken arm in a flash. The storage ring on the broken arm flashed an attractive light in the dim cave, which contained countless treasures of Zhengqi Hall.
"I'll fight you!" Yu Haoran roared to the sky, his voice full of despair and anger. He had already lost all his treasures, and at this moment, there was only the madness of fighting to the death in his heart. It happened that his blood and energy were burning at this time, and his fighting power surged. He saw his hands dancing quickly, and condensed two energy arms with the power of Bao Yuan.
The two arms emitted golden light, with runes flowing on them. With powerful force, they rushed towards the ancestor's clone, attempting to take back the treasures that were vital to him.
"Bang, bang, bang..." The two sides launched a fierce battle. The energy arm and the attack of the ancestor's clone kept colliding, making a series of deafening noises. Under this crazy attack, the ancestor's clone was suppressed for a while. Its movements became slow, and scars appeared on its body, and blood kept gushing out.
"As expected, even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered." In the distance, Ling Xiao shook his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He looked at the fierce battle scene in front of him, and secretly sighed in his heart that the fighting power that Yu Haoran burst out when he was forced into a corner was really terrifying.
It was really beyond his expectation that he could gain the upper hand against the ancestor's clone, who also had the combat power of the peak of Baoyuan Realm.
Ling Xiao's spiritual power surged, but he found that he could not get close to the core area of the fierce battle. The powerful force that erupted after Yu Haoran burned his blood formed an invisible aura, distorting the surrounding space, causing Ling Xiao to bear huge pressure every time he took a step forward, as if countless invisible hands were pulling him.
However, there was no panic in Ling Xiao's eyes. Instead, he showed calmness and confidence. He was not worried about the current situation.
He knew very well that burning blood and qi could certainly produce an extraordinary powerful fighting force in a short period of time, but the duration of this power was extremely short and it would consume vitality at an alarming rate. Yu Haoran seemed to be majestic now, but in fact he was drinking poison to quench his thirst and could not hold on for long.
Ling Xiao held the God-Slaying Sword tightly in his hands with indifference. The runes on the sword body flickered, emitting a cold light. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at the battlefield, not missing any details, carefully observing the battle, and patiently looking for the perfect opportunity to strike.
His breathing was steady and deep, and he seemed to blend into the surrounding environment. Only his slightly twitching eyes revealed his inner concentration and vigilance.
At a certain moment, a trace of determination flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. He shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a surging tide. He raised the God-Slaying Sword in his hand high, and a bright sword light instantly lit up. It was his most powerful move at the moment - Soul Burial!
This sword contained all of Ling Xiao's strength and will. The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this powerful force, making a sharp whistling sound.
With his current strength, even an invincible being in Baoyuan Realm would not dare to take it head-on, not to mention that Yu Haoran is only at the peak of Baoyuan Realm, and with the ancestor's clone entangled and restrained from the side, how can Yu Haoran resist?
"Boom!" A deafening roar sounded, like thunder hitting the ground, and the whole world seemed to tremble. Under the impact of the powerful force, cracks appeared in the surrounding space, like a broken mirror.
In the face of this force, Yu Haoran's body was as fragile as an ant. It was shattered by the blow and turned into countless pieces, which dissipated into the void, leaving only a faint blood mist.
Ling Xiao opened his mouth and sucked. A strong suction force came out from his mouth, swallowing all the blood essence diffused in the void. These blood essences contained the essence of Yu Haoran's many years of cultivation. After entering Ling Xiao's body, they were quickly absorbed and transformed by him.
Just by absorbing the essence of Yu Haoran's qi and blood, his realm was elevated again. A tremendous force surged in his body, and he successfully broke through, reaching the eighth level of Baoyuan Realm, which was one step further than before.
After killing Yu Haoran, Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all. He knew that it was not a good place to stay for long. He turned around quickly and activated the holy pattern of teleportation under his feet. The holy pattern glowed, the runes flowed, and exuded mysterious power. As the light lit up, Ling Xiao's figure gradually disappeared in the Zhengqi Hall.
In this operation, Ling Xiao not only robbed many treasures of Zhengqitang, but also successfully rescued the people he wanted to save. After this battle, Zhengqitang was basically destroyed. Now, except for those high-level Baoyuan Realm masters who are still on missions outside and cannot come back, Yu Zhengqi is the only one left to support Zhengqitang.
The other disciples of the Righteousness Hall suffered heavy casualties, some died, some fled, it was a miserable scene. It was almost impossible for the Righteousness Hall to recover in a short period of time, after all, there was the Demon Tower lurking in the dark, ready to give the Righteousness Hall a fatal blow at any time, how could they recover smoothly?
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In the chaos and blood, Yu Zhengqi suppressed his resentment and anger and hurriedly left Zhengqi Hall. He rushed all the way, his spiritual power surging around him, and the ground under his feet was trampled with shallow footprints.
His eyes were full of fatigue and embarrassment, but more of a desire for survival and an obsession with revenge. Finally, he came to his ancestral land, a land that carried the glory and foundation of Zhengqitang and was also the origin of the Yu family.
When you step into the ancestral land, you will see an ancient and solemn scene. The towering old trees block out the sun, and the sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, forming golden beams of light. The ground is covered with simple stone slabs, and the traces of time are clearly visible on them. (End of this chapter)
