d on Kou Jing, the late-stage fusion-spirit of the Dark Moon Demon Bat, it could only divert a portion of the tribulation thunder's might.At this time, Lu Xiaoteng was struck into the ground, his body...Yún Lí and Hú Xiǎofēng couldn't have imagined that Yún Chóngyì and Xīnhóng would also have such worries. They were concerned that Lù Xiǎotiān would be outnumbered, but they were also afraid that if he truly possessed incredible supernatural powers, things could spiral out of control.
"Are you the Eastern Grand Elder of Yunxia Xianzong" Lin Xingshan reacted, a flash of apprehension in his eyes towards Lu Xiaottian. However, seeing that Lu Xiaottian did not directly put away the Niekong Ant and the Little Fire Raven before turning to flee, he felt a little relieved. Although Lu Xiaottian's speed was extremely fast and unexpected, Lin Xingshan attached great importance to Lu Xiaottian, but he didn't think Lu Xiaottian could match him head-on. This came from a Xianyu True Immortal, towards those ordinary True Immortals outside of Tianxu and even scattered immortals, it was the self-proclaimed, established by countless epochs of the Heavenly Court, with no flaws in the immortal ranks.
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“I've even slain a true immortal werewolf. Though I'm not officially part of the celestial ranks, I've indirectly done some things for the Heavenly Court. Yet you act so shamelessly, robbing me of my spirit pet and injuring my people. Since you're true immortals of the Heavenly Court, I won't take your lives today. But for what they suffered, double it back to them. Surely no one will dare say anything more.”
Lu Xiaitian stood with his hands clasped, and directly reached out towards Lin Xingshan. The ancestral Buddha's ancient seal, which had already begun to undergo the Nirvana into the state of Formless Buddha Seal, transformed into a gigantic character seal that pressed down on Lin Xingshan.
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“Arrogant!” Lin Xingshan was furious upon hearing Lu Xiaoteng’s words. A mortal Immortal who wasn't much stronger than a Scattered Immortal dared to be so arrogant. It seemed he had been too lenient earlier and hadn't adequately intimidated this fellow!
But when that gigantic seal pressed down, Lin Xingshan's face suddenly changed. This was not facing an ordinary immortal from a fairy sect, even a high monk from the Buddhist sect wouldn't be like this. No one had told him that this Oriental Elder was from the Buddhist sect.
The characters seemed to float, but when pressed down, they were heavy as mountains, almost suffocating Lin Xingshan. Lin Xingshan's figure flickered, his body gradually becoming ethereal, transforming into a wisp of fire heading outward.
But that single character remained, a constant shadow. No matter how he moved or attacked, it always hovered over him. Meanwhile, Lu Xia Tian stood aloof and empty, like an observer watching the scene unfold.
That faint flickering firelight flashed, and a dozen or so crystal-like fire needles shot towards Lu Xiaotian. At this time, being forced to the corner by Lu Xiaotian, it was no longer realistic to imagine dealing with it like he had before against Nie Kongyi and Xiaohuo Ya.
Lin Xiangshan realized that he had to attack Lü Xiaotien himself in order to resolve the seemingly impossible crisis at hand.
What surprised Lin Xingshan was that despite being surrounded by dozens of fire needles coming from several directions, Lu Xiaoteng remained motionless in mid-air, as if accepting their attacks and giving up resistance.
Lin Xingshan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't need to consider the opponent's cultivation level; just this aura alone pressed down on him. The sudden strike from the other party was already so powerful, Lin Xingshan naturally wouldn't think that Lu Xiaoteng was truly a foolish person.
At this time, Lin Xingshan only had one chance to counterattack. The huge seal impression had already fallen as a golden shadow. Lin Xingshan was startled and hurriedly sacrificed a crimson bell. The crimson bell enveloped him tightly. The golden shadows of the seal impressions followed one after another, and the crimson bell soon began to ripple with waves. Layers of ripples appeared, clearly showing that it couldn't hold on for too long under such pressure.
Dozens of fiery needles flew towards Lin Xingshan. The tips of these needles were sharp and flickering, radiating an intense heat. Although there were only dozens of them, they gave the impression of facing a raging inferno. It was obvious that Lin Xingshan had spent a considerable amount of immortal flames to forge these fiery needles.
However, it would be unrealistic to think that a mere dozen or so fire needles could injure Lu Xiaoteng. The dozen or so flying needles came as fast as lightning, almost piercing the void.
Lu Xia Tian was still standing in mid-air, holding the pagoda in his left hand, and with his right hand, he moved it as an ordinary person would wave away a mosquito. It seemed slow and effortless, not at all like a martial arts move, but more like taking a leisurely stroll.
Yet those ten fire needles flew toward Lu Xia Tian's palm as if they had eyes. A white glow flashed from Lu Xia Tian's right hand. The intimidating flames on the needle tips pulsed, let alone gold and iron, even ordinary immortal artifacts would be hard to withstand this sharpness without special means. But at this moment, not a single scratch could be inflicted on Lu Xia Tian's right hand. One by one, they were captured in his palm.
“Coming out to show off your might That’s all you got” When Lu Xiaoteng spread his right palm, dozens of fiery needles lay in his palm. These needles were struggling violently, their bodies trembling rapidly, but the white light emanating from Lu Xiaoteng's palm bound them tightly like ropes, preventing them from escaping his control no matter how hard they struggled. After the boneless relic underwent the baptism of the Nirvana True Fire, it had begun to transform into a Buddha bone relic. Accompanying this metamorphosis was the transformation of Lu Xiaoteng's physical body as well. It was naturally effortless for him to suppress these dozen or so fire needles with the relic.
As Lu Xia tian spoke, his right palm began to slowly close. Dozens of fire needles were pinched together by him. As his right hand gripped tighter, the dozens of fire needles compressed against each other. There was a deafening explosion like thunder and earth splitting in the center of Lu Xia tian's palm. Flames rose repeatedly within Lu Xia tian's closed palm before being engulfed by the white light of the relic.
If it weren't for seeing Lu Xiaitian take Lin Xingyun's magic weapon, I would have thought that the surroundings had already become a scene of utter chaos, with mountains collapsing and the world in turmoil.
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Needless to say, Lin Xingyun's face had changed drastically. The few True Immortals who had recently joined the Yunxia Immortal Sect were all pale with fear. As for Bai Ziyuan, another elder in Yunxia Immortal Sect whose status was second only to Yun Chongyi, his face was now as white as paper. At this moment, Bai Ziyuan finally realized how far apart he was from Lu Xiaoteng, the newly appointed Grand Elder. His previous offenses within the Yunxia Immortal Sect were nothing more than the other party sparing him out of face for Yun Chongyi. Otherwise, taking his life or humiliating him would have been effortless.
"Lingjiang, Linghe, help me!" With those dozen flying needles pinched in his palm and the deafening explosions echoing around them, Lin Xingyun cried out in pain. It wasn't just the magical artifacts that Lu Xiaottian had seized, but also the divine consciousness he had embedded within them.
Lin Xingshan now realized that he had encountered a tough opponent, but it was too late to stop. Looking at the other person's indifferent expression, he knew they were not someone easy to talk to. Otherwise, they wouldn't have attacked his magic weapon so fiercely. If the other party didn't relent, his painstakingly crafted Firelight Needle would be destroyed in their hands.
"You dare wound a true immortal from my Mukun Immortal Realm! Do you not fear incurring the wrath of the Heavenly Court" The rough-faced Jia Lingjiang roared, but his voice lacked conviction.
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