Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 247 First Encounter with Hongying!

The barrier shattered, and the thunder serpent roared!

The ghost wolf, half-hidden in the black mist, saw Zhao Ling'er unleash an astonishing burst of lightning power after she noticed him, and its green eyes narrowed.

"A cultivator who practices lightning spiritual power!"

Ghost Wolf felt somewhat wary.

He felt a sense of oppression from the manifested thunder python, and he was extremely unhappy with this feeling of restraint!

Furthermore, Ghost Wolf also sensed a hint of danger in it.

Even after Zhao Ling'er dodged, he could still sense that the human cultivator had not yet recovered from the effects of the battle.

In other words, he still has a chance!

Even if he can't defeat him, with his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, he can simply escape by burrowing underground!

In Ghost Wolf's sight, the thunder python, as thick as a water bucket, bared its menacing fangs and pounced fiercely, its target being his vulnerable neck!

"Ah--"

"Even with the strength of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, if they can manifest such a spiritual creature, it seems that its intelligence has not yet been awakened. It can only accept some simple commands and engage in close combat with its lightning-based body!"

Although this thunder python was his weakness, he knew he wouldn't be a match for it in close combat.

However, he's not stupid!

"boom!"

Just as the lightning python was about to bite the ghost wolf's neck, the ghost wolf condensed half of its physical body, instantly dissipating into a cloud of black mist that melted away like ice and snow, disappearing into the ground.

They vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye!

"Boom!"

The next moment, the Thunder Python's ferocious charging body slammed heavily into the ground, causing the surrounding area, spanning several meters and nearly thirty meters in radius, to tremble.

Behind Lei Mang, Zhao Ling'er, standing on a thick wooden branch, looked even more serious. Clearly, she had been taken as prey by this Nascent Soul Realm demon.

Followed by.

Zhao Ling'er sensed a sudden surge of malevolent intent emanating from beneath the ancient tree where she was!

"They're not even trying to hide it, are they trying to take advantage of me?"

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Ling'er's eyes.

"A Hundred Lightning Strike!"

Zhao Ling'er let out a loud shout, and lightning crackled around her. Hundreds of iron chains, each as thick as a thumb, fell rapidly from the tree branches and crashed to the ground beneath the giant tree.

The demonic creatures that were trying to climb the giant tree below were blasted up from the ground, their auras slightly disordered!

The black mist rose up like a wisp of smoke.

Although the lightning strike just now had a slight impact on him, causing him to lose nearly 10% of his soul power, as long as it did not damage his natal soul body, he could quickly replenish the missing soul power in this chaotic forest thanks to the abundant soul power around him!

"Shh!"

The black mist split into nine!

Nine streaks of sharp black smoke attacked Zhao Ling'er from nine different directions.

Zhao Ling'er was somewhat surprised to see that her attack was withstood by the ghost wolf!

That attack, which would have knocked back dozens of meters for the Nascent Soul Realm experts he had dealt with in the past, was able to withstand directly from this one, making him even more ferocious!

"The opponent is a demon at or above the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!"

Zhao Ling'er's heart sank as she came to this conclusion!

then.

Zhao Ling'er's expression shifted, and with a wave of her hand, she produced a palm-sized azure mirror. The mirror's surface was covered with lightning patterns, and just by taking it out, one could feel a trace of destructive aura swirling around it.

Qianlei Realm!

Eighth-grade magic weapon!

Since Lin Xuan gave her this lightning-attribute magic weapon, she has been cultivating in the Sealed Demon Holy Land. Not long ago, she only began to refine this lightning magic weapon. Moreover, if she hadn't had the help of the lightning inheritance, it would have been extremely difficult for her to refine it!

Even if she had refined this magical artifact, she would still need to expend a great deal of mental energy and spiritual power to activate it.

Moreover, its power can only be activated at most one percent.

"puff!"

Zhao Ling'er suddenly formed a hand seal with both hands, and at the same time, a thick stream of blood gushed from her mouth. The blood left her body and seeped into the Qianlei Mirror.

"Stab!"

The dormant lightning patterns on the mirror began to glow faintly after consuming Zhao Ling'er's blood!

It unleashed an extremely powerful burst of lightning!

The nine black mists that had originally attacked retreated rapidly after sensing the powerful lightning force, as if they had encountered something terrifying!

"This human cultivator actually possesses such a powerful magic weapon!"

Ghost Wolf was greatly alarmed.

Quickly retreat!

However, a purple lightning bolt that flew out from the Qianlei Realm seemed to have a tracking function, and immediately locked onto his original soul body from among the nine clones.

It struck him hard.

The black mist that Ghost Wolf had transformed into caused its soul power to drain away like a burst dam!

He was instantly cleaved into a severely injured state!

The faint black mist that it had transformed into was shattered by Zhao Ling'er's casual Hundred Thunder Strike before the ghost wolf could escape, leaving only a black soul core the size of a chestnut.

immediately.

Without the support of spiritual energy, Qian Lei Jing suddenly transformed into a stream of purple light and merged into her brow!

Her recently recovered vital energy was instantly depleted after activating the Qianlei Realm. Her spiritual energy was less than 20% of what it used to be, and her consciousness was beginning to become hazy. She was already injured, and now she had killed such a Nascent Soul Realm demon.

It's fair to say that the injuries are now more severe than before!

"No, we have to leave this place quickly. Once the lightning dissipates and fails to deter the surrounding monsters, staying here will only lead to certain death!"

Zhao Ling'er swallowed an Ice Heart Pill to stabilize her injuries and refresh herself.

Just as she was about to pick up the soul core on the ground...

Suddenly, a round of applause came from above, mixed with laughter as melodious as silver bells!

"Hehehe, little girl, you're quite interesting. A mere Nascent Soul Realm human cultivator actually possesses an eighth-grade magic treasure. I'm really lucky to have encountered such a big fish as you so soon after arriving!"

His voice sounded quite childish, as if he were a child.

However, when Zhao Ling'er, who had just landed on the ground, heard the contents of those words, the hairs on her body suddenly stood on end.

"Was this guy just watching the show the whole time?"

"I didn't even notice!"

"Moreover, judging from what they said, they are from the demon race!"

Zhao Ling'er was startled, but quickly calmed down.

The fact that the other party could hide nearby for so long without her noticing means that the other party is definitely not a Nascent Soul Realm ghost, but has a 90% chance of being a powerful Void Refinement Realm ghost.

If it were a ghost or monster at the Void Refinement Realm, she would be in real danger this time.

If she summons the Qianlei Realm, she might be able to hold out for a while!

However, she had just lost nearly 70% of her essence and blood, and only managed to activate one percent of the power of the Qianlei Realm. Even if Zhao Ling'er wanted to activate the Qianlei Realm again, it would be very difficult for her!

Dangerous situation!

She is now in an extremely dangerous situation!

There is a very high chance that you will die as a result!

"Shh!"

suddenly.

On a large rock covered with green vines, several dozen steps away from Zhao Ling'er.

Hongying, a girl who looked about seven or eight years old and dressed in red, sat cross-legged on it!

Her pale red eyes looked at Zhao Ling'er, her gaze filled with indifference.

She also sensed the powerful lightning fluctuations nearby and followed the trail, just in time to see Zhao Ling'er activating the Qianlei Mirror.

"Sending a Nascent Soul stage human cultivator to the Chaotic Forest with an eighth-grade magic weapon? Your human race's higher-ups don't even care about an eighth-grade magic weapon anymore!"

Hongying suddenly asked.

"Although you've already refined the magic weapon to some extent, once I kill you and the divine imprint on it is gone, it will be mine!"

Hong Ying, with her indifferent eyes, didn't say anything more. A dark red whip suddenly flew out from her sleeve, slicing through the sky and lashing fiercely at Zhao Ling'er.

"Stab!"

The Qianlei Realm automatically protected its master, releasing a lightning shield that protected Zhao Ling'er.

But it was shattered by the dark red whip.

Zhao Ling'er also felt a heart-pounding sensation from the long whip.

But just as the dark red whip was about to strike her...

A faint glow appeared on Zhao Ling'er's chest.

In an instant, a blazing spiritual fire the size of a basketball condensed in front of her. As soon as the spiritual fire appeared, a roar similar to that of a vengeful ghost suddenly came from the falling whip, and it flew back to Hongying's hand.

"Such a powerful spiritual fire!"

A hint of surprise appeared in Hongying's eyes!

now.

Lin Xuan was already a hundred miles away from the Chaotic Forest.

The immense pressure of the Tribulation Transcending Realm was released instantly, enveloping most of the Chaotic Forest.

At the same time, he also sensed a spiritual fire aura of a certain attribute. It was a spiritual fire condensed by the Great Refining Treasure Technique. Lin Xuan had specially made a storage talisman to hide a ball of protective spiritual fire inside, which he gave to Ling'er as a protective talisman!

Now, the talisman has been activated passively, which means Ling'er is in danger!