Nine Turns of Chaos

Chapter 805 A Little Tasteless 1
Chapter 841 A Little Tasteless 1
In just ten breaths of time, one wall of the cell was suddenly divided, forming a big iron gate.

As soon as the iron door was opened, Xiao Lingyu's flesh and blood quickly surged out with stronger life energy. Almost instantly, his miserable appearance disappeared, replaced by bronze skin.

The body has been tempered again, Xiao Lingyu still doesn't look very strong, there are no big muscles on his body, but he doesn't look thin, and his skin is still faintly fluorescent.

As soon as those black-armored men looked at the prison cell, they felt a powerful aura blowing towards them.

"not good!"

A strong man with black armor let out a loud cry, and quickly backed away together with other strong men of the same clan, and dispersed.

Xiao Lingyu had already rushed out of the cell at this moment, and put on a brand new green shirt for himself.

Scanning around quickly, Xiao Lingyu found himself in a very spacious hall, which was no less than five hundred meters in length and width, surrounded by extremely hard walls, and there were several iron doors, only one of which was open. .

In the hall, there are six black-armored powerhouses. From their aura, it can be judged that they are all masters of the Holy Spirit Stage.

"To be able to persist for nearly a thousand years under the burning of Leisha karma, we really underestimated your Excellency!"

After a Wujia holy god said a word, the six of them had already stood up and overlapped their respective fields.

Feeling the pressure from the opponent's domain gradually increasing, Xiao Lingyu just smiled at the black-armored strong men, and then with a thought, eight black lights flew out of his body, and they all stood still on the seats against the wall.

When the Wujia Holy Spirit in the hall saw the eight clones of Xiao Lingyu, they were naturally very surprised and very angry.

But when they felt that their six domains were instantly suppressed, they all looked panicked and looked at the big open iron gate.

After being tortured for so many years, although Xiao Lingyu can be said to be a blessing in disguise and has made considerable progress, he still hates these black-armored powerhouses very much.

The other party was obviously planning to put him to death before, and he was not considered generous, so it was naturally impossible for him to spare the enemy lightly.

With another thought, the sacred yin and yang mirror also emerged, and four phantom monsters formed afterward.

Xiaobing and Chihuo are still resting and recovering, Xiao Lingyu didn't ask them to move, and they don't need their help in the current situation.

Originally, with the strength of the eight avatars, plus Xiao Lingyu, it was enough to deal with the six Wujia holy gods, but in order to make a quick decision and not give them a chance to wait for support, Xiao Lingyu still let the four phantom monsters arrange four elephants. field, and rushed out first.

The battle was almost without suspense. Xiao Lingyu, who had a strong lineup, subdued the six Wujia holy gods with an overwhelming advantage.

The six Wujia holy gods were tightly suppressed in the field, and the four phantom monsters were able to fight bravely. Coupled with the improvement of the physical quality, Xiao Lingyu's speed was no slower than that of the monks of the holy god stage, and there were eight more. With the participation of avatars, the other party has not yet formed any effective threat, and they have all been seriously injured.

Without the slightest politeness, Xiao Lingyu directly imprisoned the six Wujia holy gods, and then threw them into the eight-legged Tai Chi cauldron.

Xiao Lingyu didn't directly kill the six Wujia holy gods, fearing to attract the attention of other Wujia strong men, he first searched the soul of a Wujia holy god, and then walked towards the only open iron door in the hall.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a black-armored monk rushing towards him. Without even thinking about it, he raised his foot and kicked him.

That black-armored monk was only at the level of a god-emperor, so it was inevitable that he would be hit by Xiao Lingyu's flying feet, and his body would fly out like an arrow from a string, and then landed with a bang. After twitching a few times on the ground, he died.

Just a simple kick can kill a Wujia god emperor, which can reflect the strength of Xiao Lingyu's physical body.

Looking for the traveling route in the memory of the Wujia Holy God, Xiao Lingyu turned several times in a passage, and occasionally invited a Wujia Holy God to use their secret method to open an iron gate blocking the way. A cup of tea is considered to have reached an exit of the ship.

However, at this time, the exit was not only completely sealed, but also blocked by more than a dozen Wujia Holy Gods and more than a hundred Wujia God Emperors.

With the opponent's lineup, it was naturally difficult for Xiao Lingyu to rush out. Before the opponent launched a group attack, he had already retreated decisively.

With Holy Spirit Wujia's memory of the ship's internal structure, he could also force Holy Spirit Wujia to help open the way, so Xiao Lingyu quickly left for another exit.

(End of this chapter)