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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百一十三章 悲情黑虎

Suspecting that the祷机 might have set a trap, Lin Xuan had no choice but to take his chances.

The peacock extended her delicate hand, her fingers trembling like blooming lotus petals. Her lips parted slightly as she recited an ancient and mysterious incantation.

Behind her, a colorful祥云 floated into view, spinning rapidly with auspicious energy. A clear call echoed, followed by the emergence of a pair of green claws from within the祥云, each measuring over ten feet in diameter. The true form of this bird was unimaginably vast.

The peacock's brows furrowed tightly, clearly struggling.

"Quickly!"

She extended a slender finger and slowly pointed it forward.

The giant claws trembled and appeared before the祷机 with the speed of teleportation, their tips like hooks, crackling with electricity as they lunged towards the creature’s head.

This woman had spared no effort, using her most potent technique.

Miaoyou Fairy was in a similar situation; despite being the weakest among the three, she still contributed what strength she could. After all, she was an元婴 cultivator.

Her innate treasure had been destroyed, but Miaoyou still had the碧蚕盅, another fierce creature from the primordial wilderness, though not as powerful as the玉罗蜂.

The prayer beast was already weakened when a purple blood droplet formed in its head after hundreds of玉罗蜂 exploded upon Lin Xuan's command. The corrosive liquid seeped into the brain and body, causing the entire creature to die.

Lin Xuan sighed with relief but noticed a dark beam shooting out from the remains, barely visible yet incredibly fast. It seemed this was a form of escape technique, much like teleportation.

Lin Xuan was alarmed; his expression turned grim as he realized that even in this world, the upper realm's spirits were formidable. The prayer beast’s residual soul managed to escape despite its severe injuries.

Although the prayer beast had suffered significant damage, it hadn't been completely eradicated. This would be a persistent threat.

Lin Xuan remained silent, his eyes flashing with determination as he pondered what to do next.

"Thank you for saving me, Lin friend," Miaoyou said sweetly, bowing gracefully.

Lin Xuan was taken aback, turning around with surprise. Their relationship had been close; she had even tried to protect him earlier. Why did she now seem distant?

Although Lin Xuan was clever and resourceful, he rarely interacted with women. His wife Moer understood his thoughts better, but Miaoyou’s husband was already dead.

Miaoyou, recognizing the situation, quickly bowed in respect. Despite her sorrow over her husband's death, she couldn't help but notice the peacock’s complex emotions.

Lin Xuan, though perceptive, was confused by the sudden change. He scratched his head, looking puzzled.

As they conversed, Lin Xuan suddenly noticed something and frowned slightly.

"Two fairies, I must attend to some matters."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of light and flew forward.

Miaoyou and the peacock were surprised, exchanging glances. They followed him in different colored lights out of curiosity.

Lin Xuan's journey took only half an hour, and soon he returned to the Hundred Flowers Valley.

The sight before him was grim; not just the small valley but even the nearby mountains had been flattened. The prayer beast and black tiger were both元婴 cultivators with immense strength, capable of causing such destruction.

Ignoring the black tiger for now, Lin Xuan noticed its desperate attempts to flee using a金遁符.

Lin Xuan's movements were swift; he vanished in an instant, his Nine Heaven Microsteps being much faster than simple teleportation. He flicked his sleeves, releasing several green sword energy beams that grew to over ten feet as they struck the black tiger.

The black tiger was shocked by how quickly Lin Xuan had intercepted him but managed to block the sword with a punch, revealing the toughness of its magical armor.

Enraged, Lin Xuan ordered the prayer beast to attack while he released thousands of玉罗蜂 from his belt pouch. The purple swarm descended upon the black tiger, and Lin Xuan unleashed green flames at its head.

A burst of light accompanied by faint cries echoed as the black tiger fell dead.

Unlike a cultivator, this was an化形妖族, whose skin and bones were excellent materials for cultivation. Lin Xuan took note of a jade box that had fallen from the remains, drawing his attention.

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