C549 Backup
C549 Backup
This warrior's talent could be considered above average. He came from a big family, and his cultivation speed was pretty good.
However, this expert had a very bad flaw, and that was that he deserved to be beaten up. When interacting with others, if anyone made him unhappy, he would at least scold them, and if it was serious, he would greet his family.
After a few days, because of this bad habit, he offended quite a few people. Some of them were almost as strong as him, so there was nothing he could do about it. They just had to walk around him. However, there were some hot-tempered and powerful people... All the people in the Central Province were hunting him down.
However, this bad habit was caused by his nature. Even though he had made up his mind countless times, he still couldn't change it in the end. Just like that, he was forced to leave the Central Province and flee to the northernmost part of the continent.
A few years had passed. Just when everyone had forgotten about this person... He suddenly appeared in the Central Province again. His previous illness had not changed. However, many people came back dejectedly after hearing that he had been chased by those who came back.
Could it be that he had some fortuitous encounter in the north, and his strength had greatly increased, which was why he came back and continued to act tyrannically?
People began to speculate, but after someone had seen him... When the news spread out, that expert was still stuck at the Seventh Stage, but no one knew what kind of luck he had stepped on in the north. He had actually obtained a spatial treasure that could suck him in at any time.
Not only could this treasure suck him in directly, it was even more wretched because he had prepared enough food to eat for more than ten years.
However, people also discovered that this magic treasure had a fatal flaw. Every time he escaped into the magic treasure from somewhere, he would come out from another place.
After knowing this flaw, many cultivators rushed over from all directions. After chasing him until he escaped into the space of the magic treasure, these cultivators not only didn't leave, but also didn't leave. Instead, they stayed at the same place, quietly waiting for him to show himself again.
This wait lasted for twenty years.
Twenty years later, the food and daily necessities in the space magical equipment were all consumed. He felt bored, too. When he wanted to come out to take a breather, dozens of experts swarmed him and killed him.
Therefore, the spectral Cultivator did not doubt that he would be waiting there quietly. There would always be a time when Yang Xuan would come out. He would wait until Yang Xuan could not help but crawl out of the spiritual tower. Then, he would grab Yang Xuan and ask him to hand over his magical treasure. After that, he would be killed.
However, the heavens didn't fulfill his wish. After Yang Xuan entered the Spirit Pagoda for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a rumbling sound suddenly rang out from the foot of the mountain outside the main hall.
"Who is making noise here?"
The Sixth Stage ghost cultivator asked angrily behind him. At this moment, a Third Stage ghost cultivator ran over in a panic and said to him, "Altar Master, a group of men came down from the mountain. Judging from the flag, they are from the Carduus Army. They are asking us to hand them over! "
"What?"
The Altar Master hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the hall. The Carduus Army, who was still at the foot of the mountain, had already arrived at the entrance of the Ghost Cultivator Palace, which was located halfway up the mountain.
The person in the lead was Zhou Fengmiao. On his left was a woman in a white dress. It was Yuh Qingcheng.
Behind the two of them were a total of five thousand men and horses.
"You are the Altar Master that the ghost cultivator mentioned, right? I am the general of Profound Gate Pass, I have quite the courage! You actually dare to openly arrest the people of Profound Gate Pass, and even my disciple...! "
Zhou Fengmiao pointed the horsewhip in his hand at Altar Master and shouted loudly.
Altar Master's heart was filled with question marks. In one day's time, his ghost cultivators had captured more than a dozen people, but he had never heard of Zhou Fengmiao's disciple...
Although Altar Master's heart was filled with doubt, he did not ask. The other party came menacingly. Five thousand men and a general. Obviously, they did not intend to fight with him and drown him with their saliva.
Thinking of this, the Altar Master laughed sinisterly. "I don't know what General Zhou's disciple is, but five thousand soldiers with vigorous blood and Qi, a young girl who has just entered the Fifth Stage, is not my match."
After saying that, the black Qi on his body spread out, spreading towards the people of Carduus Army.
Suddenly, the ground rumbled, and a loud sound was heard. "Then... look... what about me... What? "
The voice of the person who spoke was very slow, almost one word at a time, but when Altar Master saw the owner of the voice, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
It was a ten feet tall giant with a huge mace on his shoulder. Although the top of his head was bare, the muscles all over his body looked like... It was very scary. As the patriarch of the Giant Race, although Xueling had just reached the peak Fifth Stage, however, just the strength of his body alone was enough to fight a Sixth Stage Altar Master. Furthermore, due to the natural advantage of the giant's physique, the Spiritual Force stored in Xueling's body was several times that of an ordinary human. Even an Altar Master that was a grade higher than him could be compared to him.
Altar Master could not help but curse in his heart. He turned around and wanted to escape. However, it did not seem to be that easy to escape.
"Giant God Imperial Prison."
Different from Xueling's stuttering earlier, this time... He said four words in a row. At the same time, he stabbed the huge mace into the ground heavily. A light barrier suddenly rose from the surroundings, wrapping the entire hall within it.
This... This barrier of light was a special talent of the Giant Race, created by borrowing the power of the earth. Unless the person who set up the light barrier was knocked down or could resist the entire earth, it was virtually impossible to break through.
Altar Master thought about it in his heart. After confirming that he had indeed not captured the so-called Zhou Fengmiao's disciple, he felt aggrieved in his heart.
Since the other party didn't give him a chance to live, it seemed like he could only try his best. Altar Master frowned. He condensed a ball of dark energy in his hand and rushed in front of Xueling. He aimed at Xueling's thigh and gave him a heavy punch.
"It hurts."
It was the same slow voice as before. Xueling rubbed the place where Altar Master had punched. He found that there was a kind of Spiritual Force that belonged to ghost cultivators that kept corroding his flesh and blood, causing him to feel waves of pain.
In the next moment, he waved the stick in his hand that was almost the size of the Altar Master's entire person, and smashed it towards the Altar Master at a speed that was as fast as lightning.
Perhaps it was because Xueling's stuttering voice had blinded the Altar Master, but the Altar Master did not react at all. His entire body was smashed by the huge mace, and he was sent flying. The remaining force of the wolf-tooth club did not decrease. It brought up a gust of wind that made Yuh Qingcheng and Zhou Fengmiao's sleeves flutter.
Altar Master stood up with difficulty and was almost on the verge of crying. Before the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he was still proudly thinking about waiting for Yang Xuan to come out. He was still able to obtain a peerless spatial treasure, but he didn't expect that it would only take a short period of time. * Hong Long...... *