Chapter 13869 The Genius of the Demon Sea
Chapter 13869 The Genius of the Demon Sea
The terrifying air wave swept out like a raging tsunami, razing everything to the ground wherever it went.
The space around was shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse.
A figure flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. It was the old woman.
She drew a long arc in the air and smashed three mountains in succession before she managed to stabilize her body.
At this moment, blood was slowly flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her originally pitch-black robe was covered with spider-web-like cracks, making her look disheveled.
The old woman stared at Meng Haoqing intently, with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, like a wounded beast, preparing for a final counterattack.
Just as she was about to attack again, a black shadow suddenly tore through the void and rushed out from behind her like a ghost.
The black shadow was surrounded by dark purple lightning, which jumped and flashed around it like nimble little snakes, making crackling sounds.
The black shadow was so fast that it didn't even leave an afterimage, and appeared in front of Meng Haoqing in the blink of an eye.
Meng Haoqing's expression suddenly changed, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.
The shadow of a giant bear suddenly appeared behind him, emitting powerful star power and shining brightly.
Meng Haoqing swung his giant bear arm to meet the black shadow. This palm contained the power of the stars and was so powerful that a whistling sound was heard in the air.
There was another loud noise!
When Meng Haoqing's palm landed, he was knocked back by the powerful recoil force.
His body plowed a hundred-foot-long furrow in the ground, raising huge clouds of dust.
The black shadow pursued him relentlessly like a thorn in the flesh, and dark purple lightning continuously shot out from his fingertips, each bolt of lightning accurately blocking Meng Haoqing's retreat route.
These thunders carried destructive power and continued to bombard Meng Haoqing like a storm. Under this fierce attack, Meng Haoqing was caught in a dilemma and looked extremely embarrassed.
Meng Haoqing retreated repeatedly in the air, his robes fluttering like a battle flag swept by the wind.
A golden trail of light was dragged behind him, which was dazzling and brilliant, like a burning falling star, drawing a thrilling trajectory on the dark sky.
When he retreated several hundred meters away, all the hair on his body stood up, each hair standing straight up like a steel needle, and a burst of hot golden flame suddenly spurted out of his mouth.
The flames were accompanied by rolling heat waves, instantly burning the surrounding air and causing it to distort.
Then, he suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound rolled like a heavy hammer, causing ripples in the surrounding space, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake.
He suddenly pressed his hands forward, and the power of the stars around him surged wildly. The power that was originally hidden in his body now rushed out like a flood breaking through a dam.
These forces intertwined and converged, gradually forming a huge golden vortex.
In the vortex, the power of the stars circulated wildly, emitting a heart-pounding breath.
Boom!
There was a loud bang as if the sky and the earth were collapsing. The sound was deafening and seemed to shatter the entire world.
The space in front of him suddenly collapsed, forming a dark crack dozens of feet wide.
The crack was like the open mouth of a ferocious beast, emitting endless terrifying aura.
Violent spatial turbulence continued to overflow from the cracks, and the turbulence was like a group of ferocious beasts, roaring wildly.
Wherever it passed, the air made a sharp hissing sound, as if groaning in pain.
The mountain in the distance was hit by this violent force and a layer of its surface was shaved off. A large amount of rocks rolled down, stirring up dust and smoke.
With the help of the recoil force, Meng Haoqing flew back like an arrow, leaving a trail of afterimage in the air.
He landed steadily in front of Ling Xiao, and the giant bear shadow slowly dissipated behind him, revealing his scarred but still resolute face.
Those scars, like marks engraved by time, record the cruelty of this battle.
At this time, the black shadow had retreated back to the old woman's side without her knowing.
The rich dark purple lightning gradually dissipated, like the fading of night, revealing a young man in silver-grey tights.
He has a slender figure, and every move he makes is filled with an innate sense of pride, as if everything in the world is under his feet.
The pair of dark golden horns on the head flashed with mysterious patterns, as if containing endless mysteries.
There is also a blood-red crystal inlaid on his forehead, which emits a strange red light, adding a bit of mystery to him.
There was a faint sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, and that sneer seemed to be a contempt for everything in the world.
His narrow and long almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed, full of mockery and disdain. He glanced at everyone as if he was looking at ants, as if the people in front of him were not worth even a second glance.
Ling Xiao's expression was solemn, and his pupils shrank slightly.
In the blink of an eye, the young man's figure turned into a series of afterimages, so fast that it was hard to keep up.
That speed simply broke through the cognitive limits of ordinary people, making it difficult for his spiritual sense to capture it.
Meng Haoqing's terrifying defense was completely powerless under the opponent's violent attack.
Meng Haoqing had been able to stand firm in many battles before thanks to his powerful defense, but he seemed so vulnerable when facing this young man.
Such speed is really frightening, as if it is an invisible wind, but it can bring fatal threat.
"Are all the so-called geniuses of the Dazhen Dynasty as vulnerable as you?"
The young man glanced at Ling Xiao and the others, his eyes full of contempt, as if he could see through people.
His voice was full of contempt, with a deliberately prolonged sarcasm at the end, as if he was mocking everyone's arrogance, and as if he was provoking the geniuses of the entire Dazhen Dynasty.
He raised his hand and stroked the bull's horns, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes. That red light seemed to come from hell, carrying endless evil and madness.
Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile, as cold as frost in winter, which could freeze people.
"I'm sorry to make you laugh, he's just my subordinate! Do you feel proud that you suppressed him with a sneak attack just now? Are all the warriors in the Demon Sea so ignorant?"
He took a step forward, and a light blue starlight rose around him. The light was soft but contained great power.
The pressure surged towards the young man like a tide. Wherever it went, the air trembled, as if announcing Ling Xiao's anger and unwillingness.
The young man's face suddenly turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm.
The red light in his eyes suddenly surged, and that red light was like a burning flame, as if it would set the whole world on fire.
"You're talking nonsense! How could he be your subordinate? I feel his aura is even more terrifying than yours!"
Lightning exploded all around him, and his silver-gray tights moved without wind, as if controlled by an invisible force.
"Also, you can't insult the geniuses of the Demon Sea because of me, because I'm just a low-level person. But in front of you guys, I have enough confidence to say! I'm very strong, very strong, because you are too weak! I'm not humiliating you, I'm just telling the truth."
