Ling Xiao roared angrily, and the Tai Chi diagram began to rotate.
The terrifying power of Yin burst out. At that moment, Meng Haishan's whole body froze, and his movements became extremely slow. Then, Tai Chi Tu directly hit him.
"Broken to pieces!"
Meng Haishan roared, and the frozen ice shattered. He was able to stop Tai Chi Tu, and his inappropriate figure also stopped.
"Bloodline magical power! Damn it, do you really have to use the source of energy?"
With Meng Haishan¡¯s knowledge, he naturally knew that Ling Xiao was using bloodline magical power, otherwise how could he block his attack.
"I told you a long time ago that I have used Qi Tiyuanliu. It's just that you don't believe it. Who can you blame?"
Ling Xiao stood there, and the Tai Chi diagram flew back, hanging high above his head, which was quite majestic.
The other warriors did not dare to approach at this time.
Ling Xiao is too scary.
He was actually able to tie with Meng Haishan.
Although Meng Haishan is not the first genius of the Meng family, he is definitely among the top ten.
What kind of monster is this Ling Xiao?
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you, kill you, you actually have to use the source of Qi Ti, why are you a waste, you despicable waste, what qualifications do you have to use the source of Qi Ti.
Waste, a complete waste!
It¡¯s a waste of natural resources. "
Meng Haishan was going crazy. The strong jealousy made him go crazy.
"Haha, shouldn't it be you who is a waste?
"I am only a ninth-level master, but I can tie you up. You are such a waste." "
Ling Xiao said sarcastically.
"Fart, die!"
Meng Haishan roared angrily and attacked Ling Xiao again.
But Ling Xiao feels that this guy hasn¡¯t used all his strength yet, as if he is on guard against something. Is he trying to save his strength to fight for other treasures?
But this is his chance.
Although the Tyrant Martial Spirit has not been released, with Tai Chi Tu, he is no longer afraid of Meng Haishan.
In order to deal with Meng Haishan¡¯s trump card, Ling Xiao also had to keep the Tyrant Martial Spirit so that if anything happened, he could deal with it in time.
The two kept fighting for hundreds of rounds, but there was still no winner.
"What are you doing standing still? Kill him for me. Let's kill him together!"
Meng Haishan roared.
Ling Xiao did not intend to accompany him.
We can¡¯t capture Menghai Mountain for the time being, so to be on the safe side, we¡¯d better find the Argonians first.
Thinking of this, he jumped deep and disappeared into the mist: "Meng Haishan, next time we meet, just wait for me to kill you."
In the mist, Ling Xiao activated the teleportation array and teleported directly to the location where he had just entered.
In this way, Meng Haishan completely lost his trace.
About an hour later, Ling Xiao found that the fog suddenly began to dissipate, and everything around him gradually became clear.
Ling Xiao frowned: "It seems that they have successfully eliminated the formation here. I must be more careful. Once the God King takes action, I may not be able to escape."
Although I really want to see what kind of treasure Meng Haishan is looking for, people should be self-aware, so it¡¯s better to run away now.
He left the valley quietly.
But there are sub-dragon beasts everywhere outside.
For safety reasons.
Ling Xiao released the ancestral dragon bloodline.
The same breath can avoid being attacked by those sub-dragon beasts.
And the more powerful the subdragon beast is, the less likely it will attack him.
"As for the weaker sub-dragon beasts, he can deal with them himself, so there is no need to worry.
Ling Xiao didn¡¯t know where the Yaron people lived, so he could only search aimlessly.
"However, this secret realm is not small. This method of searching is simply like looking for a needle in a haystack. If it weren't for the ancestral dragon bloodline that can avoid the attacks of most sub-dragon beasts, he would probably be exhausted by now."
A week later, he was still aimless and could not find any trace of the Argonians.
"These guys are all gone, right? Why can't I find any of them?"
Ling Xiao was a little troubled.
But he still has to look for it. This is his most important goal in entering the Kowloon Secret Realm. If he can't even accomplish this, then his entry will be in vain.It's a waste of time.
One day.
Ling Xiao is wandering around.
Suddenly I saw three children.
These three children look very strange. They have dragon horns on their heads and tails behind them.
In other places, they are not much different from human children.
"Argonians?"
"Children, are you Argonians?"
Ling Xiao tried his best to appear kind, but he still frightened several children into crying.
"Crying will cause trouble."
A group of Yaronians appeared, each one tall and powerful, surrounding Ling Xiao.
"Human race! What are you going to do to our children!"
One of the strong men shouted.
"Don't get me wrong, I came to see the Yalong tribe. I happened to meet them and wanted to ask for directions, but they were frightened."
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't mean any harm."
"What are you looking for from the Yalong Tribe?"
The strong man asked.
"That's it. I am the descendant of Emperor Xantian. I am here to see you for something."
Ling Xiao opened his mouth and said.
"Xuntian Martial God! Are you the descendant of Xuntian Martial God?"
The warriors of the Yalong clan were very excited.
In fact, these people are not very strong, they are only in the realm of high-level gods. If Ling Xiao really wants to take action, it will be easy to kill them.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
Ling Xiao said.
"What you say is unfounded, what evidence do you have to prove it?"
Someone asked.
These Yalong tribe are still very cautious. They will not believe it if you just come and say that you are the descendant of the Sky Patrol Martial God.
Ling Xiao followed Meng Yumei¡¯s statement and released the Wu Zi Mantra.
In fact, the Wu Zi Mantra can be released to the outside world, but he doesn't do that just to be on the safe side.
"Wu Zi Zhen Yan! It's Wu Zi Zhen Yan. He really is the descendant of Xuntian Martial God!"
Everyone exclaimed.
At this time, more Yalong tribe appeared, and this time, Ling Xiao was a little nervous.
Among the sub-dragons who came here, they were all in the main god realm, and their auras were powerful.
Although there is no God King, it is not as easy to deal with as the previous ones.
"He has the word "Martial", so he should be the descendant of Xuntian Martial God, but his cultivation level is too low. Is it true?"
"Don't talk nonsense, let's ask the elders of the clan to judge whether it is true or not."
These Yalong people discussed it, and then some people left and went back to report.
Ling Xiao simply put away the Wu Zi Mantra and sat there waiting.
The children who had seen him screaming boldly came over and asked, "Are you a god?"
The child asked.
"That's right."
Ling Xiao thought for a while, he came from the God Realm, so he was naturally considered a god.
"But you don't seem to be as powerful as my father."
The child said with some contempt.
Ling Xiao felt embarrassed for a while.
Speaking of which, his cultivation level is indeed a bit low, which has somewhat insulted Meng Xiantian's reputation. After all, Meng Xiantian was already a god-king-level existence when he came here, and there was only a low-level martial civilization here at that time. Therefore, Meng Xiantian is the only god-like existence. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com