Chapter 908: Rank 8 Spiritual Artifact, Four Directions of Reincarnation Tribulation.

The moment the Four Banners were displayed, the blood of all the clansmen stirred with excitement.

"This is……"

Wang Xiaoke looked behind him at the flag that exuded an abyss-like aura.

“An eighth-order spiritual weapon.” It wasn’t him who spoke, but Zi You in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Judging from the extent of the damage, it can only exert the power of a high-grade sixth rank at most."

Wang Xiaoke took a deep breath, and then used the four matching sixth-tier spiritual weapons.

It's probably no less powerful than a typical seventh-tier fighter!

"The Xiao family is truly remarkable. As expected of an ancient clan, they still possess an eighth-order spiritual artifact."

Xiao Cang smiled coldly: "You have a good eye. This is a treasure of our clan."

"The flagpole is made of abyssal black iron and crimson flame gold marrow, and the flag is made of ancient ox hide. The four sides complement each other and can burn the sky and boil the sea."

“Even when I was locked in battle with Mo Shenyuan, I did not use this item.”

"Today I'll show you the true power of my clan!"

The ancient and majestic sound echoed through heaven and earth, and the four flags vibrated and hummed.

Xiao Hei glanced at the sky, swatted Xiao Baiwan away with one paw, and then turned and ran.

"Something's not right. I'd better observe the situation further before making a decision!"

He rushed towards the outer perimeter of the Xiao family compound, intending to wait until the situation stabilized before taking further action.

His mission was complete once no one fled or left the tribe's territory.

"Ran?"

Xiao Baiwan shakily got up, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and spat out blood.

Fortunately, the tiger demon escaped, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold out for long.

"That beast ran away pretty fast; it must have been terrified by our clan's most precious treasure!"

"I think they're afraid the nine elders will have time to kill it and make meat soup."

"To be honest, this demon is indeed clever and knows how to go with the flow."

Xiao Rui looked in the direction Xiao Hei had fled, feeling uneasy.

She didn't know why she was nervous.

With the might of our ancestor and the supreme treasures of our ancient ancestors, how could we possibly be defeated?

Xiao Hong's eyes flickered: "The Four Directions Flame Banner, ten thousand years ago, our ancient ancestor used this weapon to kill countless beings from other worlds. It is truly the supreme glory of our clan."

Xiao Huai Ren sneered, "The Imperial Banner resonates with the laws that the old man comprehended, allowing it to exert several times its power. What can that kid possibly use to contend with it?"

Several clan elders shook their heads and sighed, blaming Wang Xiaoke for being too arrogant.

A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator challenging a half-step Divine Transformation cultivator is tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

"Dongchun Sheng, a single flower and bud glows with rosy light!"

Xiao Cang's hand gestures were intricate, and a flag engraved with a blue dragon pattern soared into the sky.

Flowing, seven-colored flame patterns reflected in the night sky. A blue dragon opened its eyes, lowered its gaze, and roared. Silver-blue flames bloomed in the void like blooming flowers.

"Ha, you take the weapons of your ancestors, yet do things that betray them. You old fools, you are truly filial sons and virtuous grandsons!"

Wang Xiaoke raised his finger and thunder roared, several thunder dragons bursting forth towards the Azure Dragon.

In an instant, the void was filled with thunder and dragon roars, stirring up the clouds and causing the wind to rise and fall.

"What do you know!"

Xiao Cang sneered, “People hurry by, all coming and going for profit. The Flowing Snow Sect is powerful, why should I accompany you to your death?”

"If we don't cooperate with them, are we just waiting for our people to be slaughtered?"

The Azure Dragon tore the Thunder Dragon to pieces one by one, and thousands of fiery lotuses broke through the Thunder Pool.

Wang Xiaoke was somewhat wary; the amplification from a sixth-tier spiritual weapon was indeed formidable.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, unleashing the full power of the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Intent, causing his sword domain to surge.

Upon touching it, the Azure Dragon's scales flew off, and its body was further corroded by the laws of nature.

"die!"

Wang Xiaoke, wielding the Golden Crow, unleashed a torrent of sword light, annihilating it.

"The Western Xia is ablaze, the raging winds shatter the songs of grass and trees!"

Another banner unleashed a torrent of killing intent, turning the pitch-black void crimson.

Xiao Cang manipulated the second flag, simultaneously channeling spiritual and soul power into it.

A massive white tiger, as large as a mountain, stood in the void, its roar shaking the very soul.

Wang Xiaoke's expression changed. Was this tiger's roar accompanied by the thoughts of a half-divine being?

A completely different meaning spread, the Void Fire Lotus was blown even more violently by the gale, the White Tiger stepped on the white flames, its indifferent pupils fixed on the sword-wielding youth.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar shook the mountain peaks, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears, while the Xiao family elders shielded themselves from the aftershocks.

Little Black transformed into human form, holding a blade of grass in its mouth, and stood in the tree canopy with its arms wrapped around itself.

"That old man's magic weapon actually has a trace of the aura of a divine beast."

As Xiao Cang suppressed it, the white tiger transformed and charged into the sword domain, its sharp claws wielding powerful sword energy, sparking a great deal of fire.

Wang Xiaoke took a half step back, and the expanding sword domain was gradually suppressed.

At the same time, a massive divine thought bombarded his mind.

"In terms of spiritual strength, you, a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, are far from sufficient."

As soon as the sound faded, Wang Xiaoke's mental energy surged, shattering the incoming psychic attack.

"Sword out!"

As his knuckles brushed against the storage ring, one after another, the spirit swords merged into the sword domain.

Suddenly, the power of the sword domain doubled, and no matter how the white tiger pounced and bit, or how the flames bombarded it, it still couldn't stop the momentum of the golden spear.

Once the two's strength was exhausted, the white tiger quickly exploded into countless white flames.

The sparks rained down, igniting everything they touched.

"Kid, watch me break your sword domain." Xiao Cang activated the third flag.

A more powerful and violent artistic conception swept across all directions.

"Southern autumn howls, flames burn for ten thousand miles, leaving no way back!"

A divine bird sang, and boundless firelight shone through the banner, spreading for ten miles.

The sword domain isolated the sea of ​​fire, obscuring Wang Xiaoke's vision.

A divine bird, reborn from the ashes, soared through the air, its feathers shimmering with a crimson glow.

Wang Xiaoke frowned and stared intently, when suddenly the sword domain was subjected to a violent bombardment.

The Vermilion Bird spews forth raging flames; its overwhelming spiritual fire can easily kill a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The raging sea of ​​fire even burned away the sword energy and Dao principles.

boom!

The Dragon and Phoenix Sword Domain trembled, and Wang Xiaoke let out a muffled groan, his face turning slightly pale.

The power of the Vermilion Bird Spirit Flame increased dramatically, and his sword domain became precarious.

"Resist to the bitter end!" Xiao Cang waved his hand, and the Vermilion Bird Flag fluttered in the wind.

"Howl!"

The nearly solid pillar of fire shattered the sword domain, growing larger and larger in Wang Xiaoke's pupils.

"The Nine Heavens descend." Wang Xiaoke responded calmly, with dragons and phoenixes coiled behind him, and the sword gleaming brightly.

With a single sword strike, the sky shattered, divine might descended from the heavens, and the sword slashed towards the Vermilion Bird Spirit Flame.

The powerful sword force clashed with the pillar of fire, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"Was this really the combined effort of the two of them?" Xiao Hong watched in awe.

The old man has broken through to the next level, and with the blessing of the ancient ancestral artifact, his strength is self-evident.

But what about Wang Xiaoke... how exactly did he cultivate?

At the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, he was able to directly confront Xiao Cang, who was half a step into the Divine Transformation realm.

The Xiao family found it even more unbelievable; the two were practically battling gods!

……

In the void, Wang Xiaoke's Dao principles merged with sword energy, forcefully splitting the pillar of fire apart.

A void path was carved out of the sea of ​​fire that stretched for dozens of miles, and a storm raged!

The Vermilion Bird incarnation was unable to dodge and was shredded into countless streams of fire by the sword energy, which then fell to the ground.

"Northern winter embers, burying heaven and earth in annihilation."

Before the crimson flames could dissipate, Xiao Cang activated the last flag.

Wang Xiaoke's skin was flushed as she looked up and met the gaze of a black-armored tortoise.

The black tortoise was a thousand feet tall, its four legs like pillars supporting the sky, as if it were carrying a magnificent peak.

Xuanwu opened its black eyes, exuding a profound sense of vicissitude and loneliness.

"What a huge turtle."

Wang Xiaoke was amazed; he was becoming increasingly interested in the Four-Four Flags.

Although it was severely damaged, there are always ways to repair it.

Xiao Cang's face showed indignation: "How dare you speak so rudely! Just wait until you are suppressed and killed by the Xuanwu Banner!"

The Xuanwu incarnation raised its front leg and stomped toward Wang Xiaoke's head.

"Nine Dragons Unrivaled in the World".

The sword light pierced the night sky, and a nine-headed golden dragon of sword energy soared from the sword's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang…

Another series of booming sounds followed the instant the golden dragon collided with the tortoise's feet.

It was crushed by the immense force and then engulfed by the black flames beneath its feet.

Wang Xiaoke's expression changed, and he beckoned to summon the Xuanling Seal.

boom!

When the spiritual seal came into contact with the Xuanwu iron hoof, Wang Xiaoke's blood and qi surged.

The sky was filled with countless waves, and the air exploded in layers.

Wang Xiaoke gritted his teeth and lifted the seal, only to see it being pressed down by immense force and sinking.

Suddenly a gray light appeared, and his body seemed to be covered with a halo.

The Xuanwu's suppression suddenly faltered, as it was slowly lifted up by the tiny humans below.

"Physique?" Xiao Cang lowered his eyebrows: "Such domineering power."

"This feeling is ancient and mysterious, yet it exudes a transcendent aura."

"What kind of constitution is it exactly?"

Xiao Rui below bit her lip tightly. Did he also have a special constitution?

It's a pity that such an outstanding man... had already made a promise with the Mo family princess.

"Hum!"

The Xuanwu incarnation seemed to be angered, raising its head and gathering countless black flames.

As soon as he moved his leg, a deathly black flame spewed onto the spirit seal.

Wang Xiaoke's expression changed slightly, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and a burning pain shot through his palm.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm a pushover? Get out of my way!"

The chaotic entity activated, and Wang Xiaoke dragged the great seal forward, braving the black flames.

"Sword Technique, First Form: Severing Yin and Yang!"

The ground beneath his feet was shimmering with gray, and his figure rose from the void. He summoned a spirit sword with one hand, and the supreme pressure of the Tai Xuan Sword Technique swept across the sky.

A ten-zhang-tall phantom image materialized behind him, and together they raised their swords to strike down.

A thousand-foot-long sword beam appeared in the world, landing diagonally on the Xuanwu incarnation.

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