C251 Crazy Qing Lan(1)
C251 Crazy Qing Lan(1)
The bull horns were the most outstanding parts of the Thunderfire Bull Demon Clan, so they were naturally very hard. The weapons it turned into could be said to be indestructible. Otherwise, when Xu Feng met Xuan Huo, he would have used his two horns as weapons.
What Xu Feng wanted was the sharpness and toughness of the horns.
The horns of the Raging Fire Bull Devil could transform into all kinds of weapons, the higher the cultivation base. The more powerful the illusory attack. It was said that in the long river of history, there was an ancestor. His horns could transform into weapons that could be called divine artifacts, and his limbs... It could also transform into various powerful weapons.
Currently, Xuan Ming could transform his two iron hooves into chains to attack his enemies. He believed that in time, he would be able to transform them into even more powerful weapons. At that time, his strength would become even stronger.
Looking at the battlefield in the sky, the two Demon Cultivator took advantage of the inertia to stop in the air for three to four breaths of time.
But in the time of three to four breaths, the two bull-horned sharp knives had left countless wounds on Qing Lan's body. It emitted a pungent smell of burnt fur. The range of the fiery red chains was also shrinking. Qing Lan, who was in the air, had nowhere to run.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
Two loud sounds came from the battlefield. It was the sound of Xuan Ming and Qing Lan landing on the ground. Xuan Ming was safe and sound, but Qing Lan was completely wrapped by Xuan Ming's chains. He was like a dumpling, unable to move at all.
Xuan Ming didn't say anything. His two front legs moved at the same time, pulling the fiery red iron chain. He brought Qing Lan along and swung it on the ground. In the blink of an eye, he had swung it more than a hundred times, creating a deep pit.
This degree of injury didn't cause any substantial harm to Qing Lan. Xuan Ming did this to humiliate him and let him know his true strength. He had stayed in the outer perimeter of Myriad Demon Ridge for too long, and didn't put anyone in his eyes. He had even insulted that 'person' in Myriad Demon Ridge just now. Just this alone was enough for Xuan Ming to teach him a lesson.
"Xuan Ming, kill me if you have the ability! You have humiliated me like this today. If I don't die, I will definitely slaughter my way into Myriad Demon Ridge and slaughter the entire Raging Fire Bull Devil Clan!"
Qing Lan, who was being controlled by Xuan Ming, showed no signs of repentance. He transmitted his Divine Sense into Xuan Ming's mind, his hatred was overflowing.
No matter if it was the people or the Demon Cultivator, as long as their eyes were blinded by hatred, they would lose their rationality and do whatever they wanted.
Currently, Qing Lan was in such a state. After what happened tonight, his hatred towards Myriad Demon Ridge had become even deeper. He had even sent out some ruthless words in front of Xuan Ming.
"Since you insist on courting death, then I can only fulfill your wish!"
The reason why Xuan Ming didn't kill him from the beginning was to see if Qing Lan had any intention of repenting. Now it seemed like Qing Lan had already become a madman. If he didn't kill him today, when his strength reached a certain level... He would definitely fulfill his promise and slaughter his way into Myriad Demon Ridge. He would slaughter all the Demon Cultivator in the Myriad Demon Ridge.
The fiery red light was dazzling. Wave after wave of Demon Essence Strength were inserted into the fiery red chain through Xuan Ming's front hooves, carrying out the final attack on Qing Lan.
"Xuan Ming..."
At this time, Sand Thorned Elder hurriedly stopped him. He called Xuan Ming over. It wasn't to kill Qing Lan, it was just to prevent this disaster from happening. Every Celestial Essence Stage expert in the Mountain Demon Clan was extremely precious. Qing Lan's death was an immeasurable loss to them.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Xuan Ming sent a Divine Sense over, signaling Thorned Sand to not panic. Qing Lan was used to being overbearing all year round. If he did not take the opportunity to teach him a lesson, it would only make him become more aggressive. In the end, not only would he harm others, he would also end up putting himself in danger.
As he spoke, the light of the chains shot out in all directions. The red Demon Essence Strength was extremely overbearing. It completely submerged into Qing Lan's body. It made him feel a heart-piercing pain, but it could not harm his life.
Just this control of Yuan energy was not something Xu Feng could compare with. Xuan Ming's strength was far greater than Xu Feng's.
While resting, Xu Feng didn't stay idle either. He took out the Medicine Pill from the Storage Ring. With Xuan Hao's help, he stuffed the ___ into his mouth and slowly healed the injuries on his two arms. Even with the help of Senior Xuan Ming and Xuan Hao, Xu Feng still didn't dare to let down the guard in his heart.
Whether it was Qing Lan, Feng Liang, or the patriarch of Mountain Demon Clan who was watching from the side, they were all warlike Demon Cultivator. As long as there was a chance, they would definitely kill Xu Feng and avenge the 800 Cadams!
"Argh!"
Qing Lan, who was locked by the chains, became unusually violent after being attacked by Xuan Ming. After a long roar, the Demon Essence Strength came out at the same time. From the sealed chains, traces of dark light seeped out. It was his Demon Essence Strength.
Under the infusion of the Demon Essence Strength, Qing Lan's muscles bulged. His originally shriveled body also became full. He no longer had the appearance of an old Cadaver Demon. He looked like he was in the prime of his life. He was filled with an explosive sense of power.
"Crack crack crack!"
Under the expansion of Qing Lan's body, the fiery red chain became even more taut, producing the sound of metal colliding, as if it was going to break at any moment.
"Not good!"
Xuan Ming understood that Qing Lan had suddenly increased his Yuan energy. He was going to use the secret technique of Mountain Demon Clan to fight him to the death.
This kind of situation... This secret technique could temporarily increase one's combat strength, but the damage to the body was also unpredictable. Using life force as the price, burning one's life force to forcefully increase one's cultivation by one realm, giving the enemy the most powerful attack.
Generally speaking, they wouldn't use it unless it was a matter of life or death, especially when Qing Lan was an extremely old Demon Cultivator. If they used it once, they would be one step closer to death.
He clearly knew that Xuan Ming didn't have the intention to kill him, but he still did it. There was only one reason. His hatred for Xuan Ming had already reached the sky. He didn't hesitate to cut Xuan Ming in half with both of his hands at all costs.
Xuan Ming didn't dare to be careless. With a thought, he controlled the chain to slowly withdraw, attempting to release Xuan Ming from the shackles. Qing Lan had gone mad. If this continued, he would certainly die.
"It's already too late!"
The Demon Essence Strength on Qing Lan's body had reached its limit. The Demon Essence Strength was unleashed, turning into countless sharp blades. It cut off the remaining chains one by one. The fiery red chains gradually disappeared in the darkness, turning into the purest Yuan energy. They disappeared from the world.
The red chain was equivalent to Xuan Ming's two front hooves. Now that it was under attack, Xuan Ming's huge body couldn't help but take a few steps back. A trace of blood flowed out from the huge bull's mouth.
The current Qing Lan had already reached the strength of a quasi-Late Period of Martial Essence Stage. Compared to before, he was much stronger. With just a single strike, he had injured Xuan Ming quite a bit.
"Old cow Xuan Ming, it's either you die today or I die!"
Qing Lan, who had broken free from the restraint, had silver hair that reached his head. He was extremely furious. Six to seven hundred years ago, their strengths were equal. Xuan Ming was always slightly stronger than him. Seven hundred years later, such a thing would never happen again.
Today, he wanted to kill Xuan Ming right in front of his eyes, even at the cost of his life.
Xuan Ming didn't say anything. He knew that the situation had progressed to a point where he couldn't control it anymore.
Back then, the Mountain Demon Clan hadn't been expelled from the Myriad Demon Ridge. Their strength and age were equal. In a competition, Qing Lan had lost to Xuan Ming. From then on, the friendship between the two of them had been broken.
Initially, it was just a casual sparring session. Unexpectedly, Qing Lan had always held a grudge against him. He challenged Xuan Ming day after day, and every time, he would return in defeat. His state of mind also gradually changed, and he became increasingly demonized. He continued to slaughter the people of Myriad Demon Ridge.
Qing Lan's parents were the leaders of Mountain Demon Clan. When the blame came from Myriad Demon Ridge, his parents used the strength of their family to fight against Myriad Demon Ridge. In a fit of anger, the "man" in the Myriad Demon Ridge killed the patriarch of the Mountain Demon Clan, which was also Qing Lan's father. He had driven the Mountain Demon Clan out of the Myriad Demon Ridge.
Xuan Ming was immersed in the memories of the past, and his eyes were deep. He often thought in his heart that if that was the case, he could be more tolerant. Perhaps Qing Lan and the Mountain Demon Clan wouldn't have developed to this extent.
"Hand over your life!"
Qing Lan moved as fast as lightning. Before Xu Feng could see how he moved, he had already swung his fists countless of times. Every punch contained enough power to tear Xu Feng to pieces, killing him over a hundred times.
Xuan Ming couldn't dodge in time, so he could only land on his huge body. Gathering! He used a defensive posture to block Qing Lan's attack. But Qing Lan, who had mastered the initiative. The attack was too fierce, like countless towering mountains pressing down on him. It forced Xuan Ming to retreat step by step.
The lines of light were circulating and the red light was flickering. It was like the strongest shield in the world. It allowed Qing Lan's attack to land on it, leaving only layers of ripples on it. It didn't cause any substantial damage to Xuan Ming.
"Hatred has blinded your eyes, Qing Lan."
Suddenly, Xuan Ming stopped in his tracks. He knew that if he allowed Qing Lan to continue his attack, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. He might as well take the initiative to fight back!
After taking more than ten punches from Qing Lan, he spurted out more blood from his mouth. However, the sound of Xuan Ming's four legs taking root deeply in the ground sounded like they were taking root and sprouting. He was as steady as a rock, allowing Qing Lan's attack to be as fierce as it could be. * Hong Long...... *