Weapon Master

Chapter 1892 - Meeting Old and Old

"Nether Nine Spirit Bird!"

The tall and sturdy old man was knowledgeable and immediately recognized the nine spirits. He could not help but exclaim, "Is it the Nine Spirits of the Netherworld, the Nine Spirits of the Nine Revolutions Rebirth?"

In a split-second, the burly old man's gaze towards the Nine Spirits became fiery. Greed started to uncontrollably emerge from the depths of his eyes.

The "Netherworld Nine Spirits Bird" of the Nine Revolutions Rebirth had a long lifespan.

In this aspect, it had even surpassed an Empyrean, almost to the point of being indestructible. Most importantly, the "Netherworld Nine Spirits Bird" that had gone through the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower had no bottlenecks in its cultivation. As long as it was not killed, it could step into the supreme Empyrean Realm without any suspense.

If he could control a "Netherworld Nine Spirit Bird", it would be equivalent to controlling a future super strong practitioner.

This did not cause him to be moved. Most importantly, the "Netherworld Nine Spirits Bird" was now a medium level Heavenly King. Controlling it was not an easy task.

"Boom —"

A loud sound echoed out.

The five peak Mid Rank Heavenly Kings had already collided head on with Long Jun and the sword thrusts, and the terrifying Strength Qi was like a violent storm as it rolled in all directions. Wherever it went, the plants and vegetation would turn into fine powder, and in the surrounding rivers, huge waves of several hundred meters tall were set off as well, resulting in countless waves flying everywhere.

After the first strike, one of the middle-aged men spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. He stumbled and fell a few thousand meters away, but the sword had managed to dodge the attacks at an astonishing speed and directly knocked him out of the Sky Origin Barrier that was hastily condensed in front of his chest.

However, Long Jun, who didn't have this kind of speed, was instantly covered by a few fierce attacks and retreated a thousand meters in an instant. However, this fellow's skin was thick and his flesh was thick.

"Roaaaaaar!"

In these few years, the dragon horde that it was leading continued to grow bigger and bigger, to the point that it was unstoppable, invincible and unstoppable. Especially after the addition of experts of the Upper Sky King level, it had never been in such a sorry state again.

High up in the sky, the nine spirits were also extremely furious. They opened their mouths, and the boundless death aura surged out like a flood, instantly transforming into a hurricane that swept towards the human cultivators on the riverbank. In an instant, the sound of the roar shook the entire area, and as if the rays of light in the surroundings were struck by the sucking, the space immediately became dark and gloomy.

"Evil creature, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Seeing this, the tall and sturdy old man's eyes focused, and with a righteous roar, a Fire Red Long Spear appeared in his hands. Amidst the intense ringing sounds, the condensed fiery red glow exploded in front of the old man. In an instant, it turned into a giant fiery red spear light as it explosively shot forward.

The spear light blazed brightly, and wherever it passed, the heat churned. In that moment, the temperature of the entire area rose explosively, as if it had turned into a massive furnace.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the Fire Red Spear Radiance and the hurricane fiercely collided.

An earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the world, and the space within a hundred mile radius seemed to tremble violently. However, in a split-second, that lifeless Qi was forcibly torn into pieces, and the spear light suddenly exploded, transforming into an incomparably sharp and scorching Strength Qi, as it continued to press down on the nine spirits.

"Hu!"

Countless nine-colored auras flowed out from her body, quickly forming a nine-colored barrier in front of Jiu Ling. Like a gigantic shield, they separated the Strength Qi from her body. However, the impact of the Strength Qi was extremely terrifying, forcing the nine spirits to retreat more than a thousand meters.

The strength of this "Netherworld Nine Spirits Bird" had greatly exceeded his expectations. It was fortunate that it had only just advanced to the middle level of the Sky King; if it were allowed to cultivate for a few more years and completely stabilize its cultivation, it would probably be able to contend against the upper level Sky King.

It was a good thing that he met it now!

The burly old man let out a cold snort. The long spear in his hand flashed as he shot toward the nine spirits yet again.

Jiu Ling's eyes slightly narrowed. Her eyes instantly turned cold and her anger surged. This group of fellows truly did not know life and death. Since that was the case, then don't blame her for being ruthless and merciless. With a quick thought, the nine spirits decided to have Jianxin release the group of Dragon Clan experts who were hiding in the cave.

"Stop!"

Without waiting for her thoughts to materialize, a crisp shout resounded in the air.

Before the sound of her voice had even faded, a graceful purple figure appeared between Jiu Ling and the tall and sturdy old man. With a light flick of her finger, a purple aura shot out, instantly transforming into countless purple sword Qis that whistled towards the tall and sturdy old man like a swarm of locusts.

As he retreated, the long spear in his hand became like a dragon, thrusting out repeatedly. Streams of gigantic fiery red lances bloomed in the air, but in the blink of an eye, they filled up a thousand meters of space in front of him, violently colliding with the purple sword Qis that filled the sky.

"Boom!"

A deafening noise that could pierce through gold and shatter stone shook the heavens, interfering with the nearby Long Jun and the four human cultivators who were about to once again clash head on. When that terrifying Strength Qi spread over, five figures almost simultaneously retreated several thousand meters, in case they were caught in it.

"Xiao Zihan, what is the meaning of this?"

The tall and sturdy old man finally stood in the air, looking at the purple-clothed woman a thousand meters away with a gloomy face.

The purple-clothed woman was precisely the Nine-Colored Immortal Sect's Sect Leader, Xiao Zihan. Hearing this, she did not immediately reply. Instead, she turned to face the nine spirits and bowed, "Greetings to Patriarch Nine Spirits."

"Sect Master Xiao, you're finally here."

The Nine Spirits Pang Shuo's body slightly trembled, instantly reverting back to the little girl from before. There was still some anger on her little face.

Right at this moment, a mournful scream could be heard, from afar, the sword had already knocked down the peak of the middle peak Heavenly King, and looking at the blood basin's big mouth and incomparably sharp fangs, the cultivator was scared to the point of panicking, desperately begging for help: "Captain, save me, save me … …"

"Sword Thrust, come back!" Without waiting for the tall and sturdy old man to go and save her, Jiu Ling coldly snorted.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the sword turned into a streak of light. With a flash, it appeared behind Nine Spirits and stood together with Long Jun. Its two eyes ferociously gazed at the cultivator in front of it, but the malevolence in its eyes was still undisguised.

A look of surprise flashed through Xiao Zihan's eyes, and she instantly said apologetically: "I gave Martial Ancestor a fright."

"Sect Master Xiao, this has nothing to do with you, these bastards are really too despicable. I already said that I tamed these two dragons, but they actually dared to call me the Dragon Clan's spy, and wanted to kill us all."