Chapter 950: Origin (2)
At this ti, the red clouds above his head had already approached the side of the water cloud, and the air was filled with two completely opposite spiritual powers, cold and hot.
The waves of the celestial River were thousands of feet high and fell from the top to the bottom, swallowing everything in an instant.
At this mont, a ‘swish’ sound was heard. In the water, a strong light suddenly flashed, and then the red fla turned into a terrible fire flow with a ‘boom’, forcing the wave back!
With the roar of the fla, a burning cloud of fla shot towards song Qing, who had just flown out of the water. She subconsciously threw the body of the Buddhist cultivator in her hand in the direction of the fla.
In the ‘Hua La La’ sound of water, she once again used the ‘front’ command, her figure flashed and appeared in the air, the rolling waves swept under her tail.
Her eyes fell on a large cloud of flas that almost lit up the sky a thousand feet away. It was wrapped in a tall figure, flying like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of her.
“Hahahahaha, it’s better to co at the right ti than to co early!” The red-haired man’s arrogant laughter ca from the cloud of flas. The red-haired man who was originally at the southernmost side had finally arrived.
The Buddhist cultivator’s corpse was quickly swallowed by the red Cloud he released, but a shocking scene happened.
This person was already dead, and his soul had been destroyed. Logically speaking, with his death, even if his skin had been cultivated to the point of copper skin and iron bones, it should not be able to withstand the burning of this overbearing fla.
After all, even when this Buddhist cultivator was alive, he had only barely reached the cultivation level of the nascent soul stage.
However, to song qingxiao and the others ‘surprise, the Buddhist cultivator’s clothes were quickly lted by the flas, but his body remained in the sa state as before he died. His body was burned by the flas, but it did not lt.
“Eh?”
Not only was song qingxiao surprised, even the red-haired man in the cloud of fire exclaid in disbelief.
The red Cloud stopped about ten ters away from song qingxiao and the giant turtle. The fla gradually shrank and retracted, revealing the true face of the man with red hair and beard.
At this mont, the burly man’s brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at the Buddhist cultivator’s corpse in the air, which was tumbling with the flas, with a puzzled expression.
He flicked his hands, and another ball of red fla shot out from his fingertips.
As soon as these two flas shot out, the surrounding air seed to be ignited, and heat waves surged.
BOOM! BOOM!
The fire cloud that was burning the Buddhist cultivator’s corpse was bounced off by these two spiritual powers and instantly burned even more. Under the high temperature, the surrounding air seed to be distorted. The Buddhist cultivator’s corpse rolled back and forth under the heat wave and began to slowly curl up.
His hands slowly ca together, his legs were crossed, and his head drooped down, forming a ditating posture.
If it wasn’t for the fact that his mark had been removed from the chart, song qingxiao would have thought that he was just playing dead.
Under the illumination of the fire, his body seed to be made of steel. It had been calcined at high temperatures and turned into a Jade color. It was as if it was plated with a layer of gold. It rotated 360 degrees with the spirit power and the flas.
“How is this possible?”
When the red-haired man saw this scene, he couldn’t help but open his mouth.
The situation was really strange. He had appeared with a great montum, but he did not expect to hit a wall on a corpse. His face imdiately sank.
However, this Buddhist cultivator was only a dead person. Even if there was sothing strange about his corpse, it would not be able to cause any more trouble. He quickly shifted his attention from the Buddhist cultivator’s corpse to song qingxiao.
“It seems like everyone was wrong.”
Amidst the rumbling of the flas, the burly man’s hair fluttered in the wind, as if he had beco one with the flas. He looked reckless and flamboyant, further demonstrating his imposing manner.
His gaze fell on song Qing’s small body. A long tail was coiled up, holding her body in the air.
This place was filled with wolves. The Azure dragon’s corpse was swept up in the waves. It could be imagined that before the red-haired man arrived, a great battle had just occurred here, and two trial-takers had already died.
Song qingxiao had survived several battles. She had killed the purple-eyed boy, who had an overbearing nature of spiritual power. Then, she had killed the five-tailed fox girl, the immortal cultivator, and even the mosquito celestial, who had treated her as food at the beginning, had almost died in her hands. In the end, she had been defeated in a hurry. It was easy to imagine how strong she was. She was far from being as harmless as she had appeared at the beginning. No wonder she had survived to the end.
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