Chapter 292 Fire Bead, Retreat
After coming up with a plan, Xiao Ling stopped diving. He flipped his palm and the Meteoric Weapon appeared in his hand.
As Xiao Ling's soul power and fighting spirit surged, the power of the two gathered on the tip of the Meteorite Weapon under his control.
In the red light of the magma, the tip of the Meteorite God Soldier's spear flashed dazzlingly, as if summoning the surrounding fire elements.
In an instant, nine flame shadow spears condensed and formed at the tip of the spear. Each shadow spear contained the power of space rifts. They could easily cut through space as easy as cutting tofu.
"Burning Shadow Style!" Xiao Ling shouted, and swung the Falling God Weapon in his hand downwards fiercely. As he swung it, the nine flame spear shadows seemed to be given life, turning into nine fire dragons, sprinting towards the fire lizardmen below with their fangs and claws bared.
These fire dragons shuttled through the magma, leaving behind a series of fiery red tails, like meteors streaking through the night sky, spectacular and shocking. They were extremely fast, covering a large area almost instantly, heading straight for the lizardmen.
The lizardmen who were approaching Xiao Ling in a fan-shaped formation were still chirping and roaring in anger, but after feeling the power of Xiao Ling's attack, their voices immediately turned into screams of fear. These fire lizardmen obviously did not expect to encounter such a powerful opponent, and their formation was immediately disrupted.
The lizardmen tried to escape, but Xiao Ling's fire dragon was too fast, and their movement speed in the magma could not be compared with the fire dragon. Wherever the fire dragon went, the magma boiled, the space twisted, and formed a storm of fire, which quickly approached the direction of the lizardmen.
The temperature of these giant fire dragons even exceeded the heat of the magma, and they were also wrapped with the power of space cutting, making their attack power extremely powerful. In the magma, they shuttled like nine fire dragons, punching through nine wide passages and engulfing the lizardmen along the way.
Faced with this sudden attack, the Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen had almost no chance to dodge, and they suffered countless casualties in this round of offensive. Only those lizardmen who had reached the high-level Dou Zong realm, relying on their strong strength and reaction, barely resisted or avoided this fatal blow.
After a fierce chase, the nine fire dragons suddenly changed direction. Like nine fire meteors, they rushed towards the same target. The target was a fire lizardman. In Xiao Ling's perception, it seemed particularly powerful. It was the leader of this group of lizardmen and possessed the strength of Douzong Seven Stars.
The fire lizardman sensed the impending danger and tried to resist, but time was running out and it could only focus all its energy on its hard scales, hoping to withstand the coming impact.
Nine giant fire dragons gathered in the air into a huge pillar of fire, which violently slammed into the fire lizardman. At that moment, a deafening roar broke out, and the surrounding space began to tremble under the impact of this force, as if it would collapse at any time.
The magma world became turbulent under the impact of this force, with flames and magma splashing everywhere, forming a spectacular rain of fire.
With one successful strike, Xiao Ling had taken the initiative in the battle. The fire lizardmen were thrown into disarray by his sudden attack. Xiao Ling did not miss this opportunity. He accelerated suddenly, like a flash of lightning, and rushed towards the chaotic group of fire lizardmen below.
On his sprint route, some fire lizardmen tried to intercept this uninvited guest. But with Xiao Ling's six-star Dou Zong cultivation, those Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen were no match for him.
Their strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Xiao Ling, unable to stop him at all. Only those fire lizardmen who had reached the Dou Zong level could compete with him slightly, but they still could not stop him from moving forward.
When Xiao Ling felt that the distance was right, he once again injected a powerful fighting spirit into the Meteorite Weapon, making the light on the spear even more dazzling.
His eyes were fixed on the strongest one among the group of fire lizardmen. Although this lizardman survived the previous "Burning Shadow" attack, he had been seriously injured and had almost no ability to resist. He would die on the spot if he received a final blow.
Xiao Ling aimed at the target, flicked his wrist, and the Meteoric Divine Weapon was like a stream of light, cutting through the magma world and heading straight for the Flame Lizardman. Despite the huge pressure of the surrounding magma, the spatial force on the tip of the Meteoric Divine Weapon easily broke through all obstacles, and the speed did not decrease at all.
Xiao Ling threw with great force, coupled with the precise control of his soul power, the Meteoric Weapon seemed to teleport, leaving a long track in the magma. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the Flame Lizardman, and then pierced its chest directly.
The whole action was done in one go, and Xiao Ling's strength and the sharpness of the Meteoric Weapon were fully demonstrated at this moment. The surrounding fire lizardmen witnessed this scene and were all deeply frightened and shocked.
Under Xiao Ling's precise soul power control, the Falling God Weapon instantly split into 72 flame shadow guns, directly tearing the body of the flame lizard man apart. As the lizard man's body collapsed, only a fiery red bead was left in the place. It was the fire bead condensed in its body, emitting blazing energy.
Then, Xiao Ling's handprints changed, and those flame gun shadows began to shuttle through the magma world under his command, like fiery red lightning, shooting at the surrounding flame lizardmen. Those Dou Wang and Dou Huang level lizardmen were completely unable to resist this sudden attack. The hard scales they were proud of were easily pierced like thin paper in front of the sharp and hot gun tips.
As for those Fire Lizardmen who had reached Dou Zong level, although they could barely withstand one or two waves of attacks, under the continuous impact of the flame gun shadows, they could only unwillingly accept the fate of being defeated. They were pierced by the flame gun shadows one by one, feeling chilled to the bone.
Xiao Ling stood in the center of the chaos, his figure appearing particularly firm against the backdrop of the lava.
His eyes were calm and sharp. Every change of his hand seals led to fluctuations in the surrounding energy, keeping the rhythm of the battle firmly in his own hands.
When Xiao Ling felt that he had killed enough fire lizardmen this time, he stopped his attack, waved his hand quickly, and released his soul power. As he moved, hundreds of fiery red beads floated from all directions, as if they were attracted by an invisible force and gathered towards Xiao Ling.
These fire beads emit a scorching light, like small suns, illuminating the surrounding magma world.
Among these fire beads, five of them shone particularly brightly. They were dropped by the five Dou Zong-level fire lizardmen that Xiao Ling had killed before.
The brightest one among them undoubtedly came from the Fire Lizardman at the Dou Zong Seven-Star level. Its light was the most blazing and the energy it contained was the most powerful.
A satisfied smile appeared on Xiao Ling's lips. He waved his hand lightly, and those fire beads emitting blazing light flew into the ring in his hand like obedient pets and disappeared from his sight.
He turned his gaze to the panicked fire lizardmen. These guys, who had originally surrounded him aggressively, were now running around like frightened rats.
As they fled, they made sharp squeaking sounds, which sounded both funny and pitiful. Xiao Ling thought that these guys might be calling for their companions or begging for mercy, but in any case, he was too lazy to investigate further.
Xiao Ling glanced at the fleeing fire lizardmen and shook his head slightly. He did not stay here for long, although with his current strength, he might still be able to fight against those Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen. If he was lucky, he might even be able to kill one of them.
However, there were too many of these fire lizardmen. Xiao Ling knew that even if he could deal with one, he would have difficulty resisting the siege of a group. He did not want to fall here. The Skyfire Venerable was a lesson learned from the past. Because of the siege, he was eventually trapped in this world of fire and magma, and spent a thousand years in a daze.
Xiao Ling took a deep breath, adjusted the fighting spirit in his body, and then suddenly jumped up. The fighting spirit in his body was like boiling magma, which exploded instantly and activated three thousand thunders.
His body turned into a flash of lightning, cutting through the air and rushing towards the top of the magma world with a thunderous roar.
Xiao Ling used his full strength to perform Three Thousand Thunders at an extremely fast speed, which was beyond the reach of ordinary Dou Zong peaks. He seemed to merge with the surrounding magma and flames, and every flash was accompanied by a dazzling light. His figure left a trail of afterimages on the surface of the magma lake, just like a meteor passing through the night sky, fleeting.
Before the surrounding fire lizardmen could react, Xiao Ling had already disappeared from their sight.
Soon, three red figures gradually emerged from the depths of the lava lake and rapidly approached the battlefield here. They were three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen, emitting an aura hotter than magma.
The fire lizardmen looked around, with a hint of doubt in their eyes. They felt the aftermath of the battle, but did not find any trace of the enemy. One of the lizardmen let out a low roar and began to communicate in a special language, asking the surviving fire lizardmen.
"What happened?" Its voice was like boiling magma, with unquestionable majesty. The surviving fire lizardmen swam over tremblingly, their eyes full of fear, obviously frightened by the battle just now. One of the older lizardmen mustered up the courage and reported what had just happened to the three Dou Zun-level beings.
"Someone broke into our territory, killed many of our compatriots, and took away their fire beads." There was a tremor in the voice of the older lizardman, and it was obvious that he was still in fear of the battle just now.
After hearing this explanation, the three Dou Zun-level Flame Lizardmen looked at each other, with a hint of displeasure flashing in their eyes. But soon, this displeasure was replaced by indifference.
For them, the primary task is to protect this magma world and look after the ancient emperor's cave. As for the loss of these fire lizardmen, although it is unpleasant, it will not affect their foundation.
The three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen were silent for a moment, their powerful aura solidified the surrounding magma. Finally, one of the lizardmen broke the silence, with an unquestionable command in his tone.
"Strengthen vigilance and double the patrol range." Its voice was low and powerful.
The surviving fire lizardmen responded immediately. Although they were still in shock, they did not dare to disobey the existence of the Dou Zun level.
They quickly dispersed and began to wander around the lava lake, alert for any threats that might arise.
As the order was conveyed, the three Dou Zun-level fire lizardmen did not stay for long. Their figures gradually disappeared into the depths of the magma world, as if they had merged into the blazing red light.
This boiling magma world gradually returned to its original tranquility. The magma flowed slowly, occasionally bubbling and making slight "gurgling" sounds, as if telling what had just happened here. However, apart from these subtle sounds, there was no other movement around.
The traces of the battle seemed to be quickly swallowed up by this ancient world, and everything returned to its original state, as if the fierce conflict just now had never happened.
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Xiao Ling's movements were light and quick, and did not alert any of the fire lizardmen. After more than ten minutes of rapid movement, he found that he had safely left the territory of those dangerous creatures. As he continued to rise, the temperature and pressure of the surrounding magma decreased significantly, which made him realize that he was not far from the surface of the magma sea.
He looked up and saw the magma glow growing brighter and brighter, as if welcoming his return.
Then, he lowered his head again, his eyes passing through the deep and mysterious magma world behind him, and muttered to himself: "I will come back... Next time, I must make this place lively."
"Pfft!"
In this silent sea of magma, except for the occasional slight sound of bubbles bursting, everything is dead silent.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking water broke the silence, and then a figure rushed out from the magma, wrapped in golden flames, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, and finally suspended in mid-air.
That was Xiao Ling, his figure was particularly eye-catching in this hot world.
In order to avoid attracting the attention of those powerful fire lizardmen, Xiao Ling had been trying his best to use his speed all the way. Now that he had finally escaped from the lava safely, he felt a little tired. He exhaled lightly, and the golden flames on his body gradually dissipated, revealing his relaxed and confident smile.
"Huh, it's finally out." Xiao Ling muttered to himself, with a hint of relaxed fatigue in his voice.
Xiao Ling glanced down at the storage ring in his hand, which contained the fire beads he had just obtained from the fire lizardman. Each of them contained powerful energy.
The corner of his mouth curled up into a satisfied smile, and he whispered to himself: "This time the harvest is really good, it seems that it is time to find a place to practice in seclusion."
Xiao Ling looked around, searching for a suitable place for retreat and cultivation in this magma world. Soon, his eyes locked on a mountain wall, which looked secluded and quiet, and was a good place for cultivation.
He smiled lightly, and gathered his fighting spirit in his palm, then he swung it violently, and a powerful wave of fighting spirit hit the mountain wall. The rock cracked under the action of the force, forming a temporary cave for cultivation.
Xiao Ling landed lightly in the cave and took out his Green Lotus Pedestal from the storage ring.
As soon as the pedestal appeared, it emitted a faint green light, hazy and mysterious, as if it was a treasure from a dream.
It began to slowly absorb the surrounding fire energy, making this space, which was already rich in fire elements, even hotter.
Xiao Ling was very satisfied with the scene before him. The soft green light emitted by the Green Lotus Pedestal intertwined with the flickering firelight in the cave, creating a mysterious and warm cultivation environment.
Afterwards, Xiao Ling released the Heavenly Demon Puppet and put it aside to protect him during his subsequent retreat.
He nodded gently, then sat cross-legged on the green lotus pedestal, took a deep breath, and began to adjust his state. As his breathing gradually became smoother, his heart also became calmer, ready to face the next practice.
Xiao Ling opened his eyes, flicked his fingers, and took out the fire from Fang Yan and the other two from the system space. The gray-brown flame was quietly suspended in front of him, emitting a hot breath.
However, it did not show any signs of activity. Without the control of Fangyan and the other two, the flame was like a body without a soul.
Looking at this scene, Xiao Ling shook his head slightly, with a scornful smile on his lips, "Fake is fake after all. Apart from anything else, even the most basic spirituality is not as good as the real strange fire."
However, Xiao Ling did not have too many regrets. After all, it was condensed from the fighting spirit in the body of the cultivator. Although it lost the control of Fang Yan and the other two elders, it still contained most of their essence. Xiao Ling planned to use the Burning Technique to devour the flame to improve his cultivation.
In the original novel, Xiao Yan did not swallow the Huasheng Fire that he took from Fang Yan, but intended to use it to cast the Three-Colored Half Fire Lotus. But Xiao Ling had his own plans, and he decided to swallow the Huasheng Fire, after all, sooner or later he would condense a perfect Huasheng Fire of his own.
Without any further hesitation, Xiao Ling stretched out his hand, sucked the fire into his palm, and then swallowed it into his stomach without hesitation.
Xiao Ling's strength is now not to be underestimated. Coupled with the blessing of the five kinds of strange fire in his body, swallowing a flower of transformation fire is a piece of cake for him. The whole process is easy and does not cause any discomfort.
As soon as the Huasheng Fire entered his body, it was quickly surrounded by his Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame, as if it was caught in an invisible net and could not move.
Then, Xiao Ling followed the Burning Technique and began to refine the Fire of Transformation. The energy in his body flowed like a precision machine, absorbing and transforming the energy of the Fire of Transformation bit by bit.
(End of this chapter)