People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

Hua Jin's fingertips turned slightly white as she tightly grasped the torn sleeve of Demon Flower Evil Lord. The hem of her scarlet skirt was blown up by the air waves like a blood lotus.

As she leaned forward, the silver bells on her temples swayed slightly, and her voice was trembling with an imperceptible tremor: "Wow, what should I do? How can I help you?"

The Demon Flower Evil Lord wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips. The dark purple fighting spirit condensed into sharp thorn shadows at his fingertips, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the blue brick ground.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Ling, who looked indifferent in the distance. A sinister sneer escaped from his throat. Then he hesitated for a moment and said to Hua Jin in a low voice, "Go and entangle Xiao Ling first. Make sure you delay him for at least an incense stick of time."

A dark purple cyclone appeared on his palm, and the air around him emitted a sharp hissing sound. "After that, I will use my Tianming Sect's unique skills to transform the heaven and earth. As long as I use this move, then, even if Xiao Ling's body is comparable to that of an ancient beast, under this kind of pressure, he will be nothing more than a piece of fish on the chopping board, and I can only control him!"

After Hua Jin heard the order from Demon Flower Evil Lord, she looked at the dark purple aura surging around him and realized that the Demon Flower Evil Lord was introduced to her for real.

She nodded vigorously, bit her lower lip with her silver teeth, and said crisply, "I understand! I won't let him have a chance to breathe!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the scarlet skirt spun suddenly, and Hua Jin rushed towards Xiao Ling like a stream of light.

At the same time, the Demon Flower Evil King clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged due to the effort, he took a deep breath, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly widened.

The seals on his hands changed rapidly, his knuckles turned bluish white due to the exertion of strength, and a vast amount of fighting spirit surged out of his body like a surging tide breaking through a embankment. The air around him made a sharp hissing sound, and the ground cracked into spider-web-like patterns with him as the center, and dark purple mist surged up along the cracks.

Having witnessed how Xiao Ling defeated the six-star Dou Zun Demon Flower King with just his physical strength, Hua Jin would naturally not rush up without thinking and engage in close combat with Xiao Ling.

She knew very well that within that seemingly slender body lurked a terrifying power that was enough to tear space apart with bare hands. If she approached rashly, she would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

The hem of her scarlet skirt suddenly spun up, and she tapped the bluestone with her toes to leverage the force to fly backwards. As her ten fingers flew, dark green vines broke out of the ground like spirit snakes, instantly weaving into a giant thorn net three meters wide.

"Vines imprison the sky!" With a delicate shout, a strange blue poisonous mist appeared on the surface of the vines, strangling Xiao Ling.

At the same time, she flicked her fingertips, and twelve poisoned silver needles flew through the air in the shape of the Big Dipper. Wherever the silver needles passed, black marks appeared in the air.

Hua Jin retreated thirty feet in the air, cold sweat already oozing out of her temples. It was obvious that such a move had consumed quite a lot of her energy.

However, Hua Jin still gritted his teeth and continued to form seals. The thousands of branches in the sea of ​​flowers behind him suddenly twisted wildly, transforming into flower blades that swept towards Xiao Ling. "Want to break my attack? Get through this sea of ​​flowers first!"

Xiao Ling looked at the huge thorn web that was coming towards him, and two clusters of red-gold flames rose in his deep blue eyes.

He flicked his fingers and suddenly a sky-wide fire lotus exploded in his palm. As soon as the vines with the blue poisonous mist touched the flames, they turned into charred ash with a "sizzling" sound. The remaining poisonous mist in the air was also burned away by the strange fire, leaving only a faint smell of burning.

The moment twelve cold rays broke through the air, the soul power around his body suddenly spread out like a spider web.

The tricky trajectory of the poisoned silver needle was detectable in his perception. When the silver needle was several feet close to Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly. The trajectory of the silver needle actually showed a siege trend, and even covered Han Yue who was watching the battle from behind.

After realizing this, Xiao Ling's azure eyes instantly turned into frost and snow, and Hua Jin's attack trajectory, which was full of murderous intent, could not escape the perception of his soul power.

With his current strength, it would only take him a moment to teleport Han Yue away from the poisoned silver needle, but at this moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Hua Jin's plan to use Han Yue's safety made Xiao Ling feel a little unhappy. He originally planned to use some tricks to seize the position of the leader of the Hua Sect, but now it seems that he must teach these two people some profound lessons.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, a circle of light silver lines spread across Xiao Ling's palm. He lightly raised his palm and suspended it in the air. Wherever his fingertips passed, ripples appeared in the air like water waves.

With a cold shout, the invisible force of confinement suddenly burst out, and the twelve poisoned silver needles instantly solidified in mid-air, and the dark blue poisonous mist wrapped around the needles stopped surging.

Then, the confined space cracked like a spider web, and the silver needle turned into powder with a loud bang, and the nearby air was torn into tiny black cracks.

Hua Jin looked at the remnants of the silver needle disappearing in the air. Her delicate face instantly lost all color and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The poisoned silver needle that she was so proud of was as fragile as child's play in front of Xiao Ling.

However, before she could recover from her shock, a terrifying pressure came over her like a mountain pressing down on her head.

When she looked over subconsciously, she saw a cyan-gold flame bursting out from around Xiao Ling.

As Xiao Ling's mind moved, a giant dragon with red-gold flames wrapped all over its body roared out from the void, its eyes as red as blood, and distorted ripples appeared in the space wherever it passed.

At the same time, countless fire lotuses condensed and took shape beside Xiao Ling, and nine flaming golden lotuses with golden halos were suspended above him, each of which exuded a terrifying pressure.

"Go!" With Xiao Ling's cold shout, the fire dragon rushed forward with raging flames, followed closely by the fire lotus and the flame golden lotus. The air made a sharp explosion sound wherever it passed, blocking Hua Jin's retreat route.

The hem of her scarlet skirt was blown up by the air waves, and at this moment, she could only look in horror at the sea of ​​fire that was enough to burn everything and was completely devouring her bit by bit.

In an instant, the fire dragon wrapped in the flaming golden lotus exploded with a loud bang. The blazing light was like the sun falling to the ground, illuminating the entire square as bright as day.

The terrifying energy ripples spread wildly with the explosion point as the center, and the space collapsed like a broken mirror, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

The scorching air waves blew away the bluestone floor tiles, and the flowers and plants within a hundred feet were burned to ashes in an instant. Wherever the heat wave swept, even the air was twisted into a strange vortex.

Just as the aftermath of the energy was about to affect the crowd watching the battle, several elders of the Hua Sect on the platform attacked at the same time. The defensive formation engraved with ancient runes suddenly lit up, like a golden barrier that cut off the destructive force in half.

Even so, there were still cries of surprise coming from the front row seats. Many weaker disciples were knocked to the ground by the air waves. The cries of surprise and the sounds of overturned tables and chairs were mixed together.

Those elaborately arranged carved screens collapsed with a loud bang under the impact of the aftermath, with wood chips flying everywhere. Everyone looked at the figure standing still in the flames with shock and awe in their eyes.

At this moment, the audience seats around the square fell into deathly silence, with only the buzzing sound of the collision between the defensive array and the energy aftermath echoing.

Everyone looked at the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the flames, and were shocked to realize that Master Xiao Ling, who was famous in Zhongzhou for his eighth-grade alchemy skills, had such terrifying actual combat skills.

The pressure of the strange fire he casually summoned was enough to burn the space. The surging flames of the golden lotus clearly transcended the scope of ordinary fire-attributed fighting skills. Someone in the crowd gasped: "This kind of control and power of fire. Not to mention the younger generation, I'm afraid even the master of Burning Flame Valley, Tang Zhen, would be inferior to Master Xiao Ling!"

The discussion spread like a tide, and the spectators looked at the embers of the fire that were still slowly dissipating in the field. Only then did they realize that what they witnessed was not only a competition, but also the first display of the power of an unparalleled strong man.

The blazing flames receded like the tide, and Hua Jin's embarrassed figure finally appeared in front of everyone.

Her originally exquisite scarlet dress was now riddled with holes, the edges of which were charred and curled by the flames, and the fabric turned into wisps that fluttered in the wind.

The fair skin was covered with hideous burn marks, glowing a horrible red and purple color, and tiny beads of blood slowly seeped out of the wounds.

Her hair was messy and stuck to her face, blackened by the smoke. Her once beautiful face was now covered with gray and black stains.

Hua Jin tried hard to keep his body steady, but he staggered due to the surging blood and energy in his body. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string. He hit the bluestone ground heavily and splashed a cloud of fine dust.

Hua Jin collapsed to the ground. The intense burning pain almost made her lose consciousness. A sweet and fishy taste surged in her throat, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

She trembled and reluctantly turned her face to the side, her eyes piercing through the diffuse smoke and dust, staring at the direction of the Demon Flower Evil Monarch. The dark purple fighting spirit was surging wildly there, turning into clouds that covered the sky and the sun.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the remaining stubbornness in her eyes was replaced by expectation. She had exhausted her last bit of strength, and the meridians in her body were almost broken by the burning of the strange fire.

The outcome of this battle for the leadership of the clan now all depends on the "Qi Transformation of Heaven and Earth" that the Demon Flower Evil Lord is about to perform.

If the secret technique could really turn the tide of the battle, her embarrassment would be worth it; but if it failed, all her previous calculations would become a joke.
Hua Jin bit her bleeding lower lip, and dug her nails deep into her palm, leaving two bloody marks on the burnt ground.

Fortunately, when Hua Jin turned his gaze to the Demon Flower Evil King, the vast fighting spirit that had surged out before had already condensed and taken shape in front of him.

A dark purple giant a hundred feet tall rose from the ground, its fighting spirit like a raging sea, and layers of energy fluctuations made the air buzz.

The giant's angular face was covered with mysterious runes, and his every move caused the space to tremble. It seemed that the Tianming Sect's secret technique of transforming the heaven and earth into qi was actually about to succeed!

Seeing this, Hua Jin's originally tense back relaxed instantly. Although the wound was in excruciating pain, he forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Even though we are now lying in a miserable state on the scorched earth, at least we have gained a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

However, Hua Jin didn't know that Xiao Ling stood with his arms folded the whole time, allowing the Demon Flower Evil King to madly mobilize his own powerful fighting spirit and use this move to transform the world with qi.

There was a cold, teasing light in his deep blue eyes, and a cyan flame flickered at his fingertips.

With Xiao Ling's strength, it is not impossible for him to interrupt this secret technique. As long as he wants, with the strength of Hua Jin and the Demon Flower Evil King, they cannot last more than one round in his hands.

Now he was just watching deliberately with cold eyes, like a beast playing with its prey. He wanted to wait until the other party had exhausted the last bit of strength, and when he thought he had won, he would crush all his fantasies with his absolute strength.

Only in this way can you completely destroy the opponent's will from body to soul.

"The law of heaven and earth, the qi of heaven and earth!"

Following a roar from the Demon Flower Evil Lord, the hundred-foot-tall giant clenched his fists, and the dark purple runes around his body burst out with dazzling light.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down his angular jawline. It was obvious that this forbidden secret technique was madly draining his vitality.

Even so, the pair of bloodshot eyes became more sinister, fixed on Xiao Ling's figure, and a hissing sound like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue came out of his throat: "Master Xiao Ling, you have to be careful. If something unexpected really happens, I can't stop myself."

Before he finished speaking, the Dou Qi giant had already taken a step as big as a mountain. Every step he took created a hole several feet deep in the ground, and he rushed straight towards Xiao Ling.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the hundred-foot-tall fighting spirit giant took a step forward. His dark purple giant hand clenched into something, and he actually condensed the spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius into substance.

A blinding light burst out from the center of his fist, and the space shattered like pieces of fragile glass. Carrying with it an earth-shattering pressure, it smashed down towards Xiao Ling who was standing in the air.

A violent hurricane raged and swirled on the edge of the fist, and the air made a sharp hissing wherever it passed.

The bluestone square on the ground suddenly cracked like a spider web, and cracks as thick as arms spread to a hundred meters away.

Looking at the fist shadow that covered the sky and the sun, everyone was horrified. This was the terrifying power of a six-star Dou Zun exerting his full strength!
Under the pressure of the hundred-foot-tall fighting giant, a suffocating feeling of oppression permeated the Huazong Square.

Many weaker disciples stumbled back, their faces as pale as paper, and some even fell to the ground with weak legs.

The guests from all parties were equally stunned, their pupils shrank violently with fear. When had they ever seen such a horrific battle?

Whenever the giant moved his hands and feet, the whistling sound of air tearing and the roar of space collapsing were intertwined, as if it could raze the area within a hundred miles to the ground at any time.

This attack, which could easily destroy an entire mountain range, made everyone's souls tremble. They could only watch as the fist shadow that covered the sky and the sun blasted towards Xiao Ling.

Facing the terrifying fist shadow that covered the sky, Xiao Ling's aura suddenly rose, and fighting spirit burst out from his azure eyes. Not only did he not retreat at all, but he took a step forward against the pressure, and spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared in the space under his feet.

At this moment, lines of dragon patterns glowing green emerged from his body and wrapped around his arms. As these dragon patterns moved, the aura around Xiao Ling became more and more powerful, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard faintly in the void.

Then, Xiao Ling clenched his five fingers, took a deep breath, and formed a strange seal. "Blue Dragon Seat Seal!"

As the shout fell, the green dragon pattern that was wrapped around his body suddenly wrapped around his arms, and bright green light burst out with the sound of dragon roar. The space was distorted wherever it passed, and the cracks in the ground collapsed again due to this pressure.

Before Xiao Ling's fist touched the Dou Qi giant, the surrounding air had already been compressed into substance, emitting a piercing scream. (End of this chapter)