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Chapter 808: The late Nascent Soul, sealing off the world

Lin Shan was about to turn around when he heard the sound.

The Snake Demonic Formation was suddenly broken, all the demonic snakes disintegrated into vitality, and formation flags flew in all directions!

An extremely powerful air wave suddenly struck, and the crisis broke out in an instant!

"Bang~~~"

The outer wind wall of Lanfeng Pavilion suddenly appears, and a transparent paw print can be seen disappearing.

Susususususu...

The flags of the Snake Tushita rotated and flew back to his palm, returning to their positions one by one and pocketing them.

On the Kongsang Sea, an old man came skimming from the water. He had pure white hair all over his body and was extremely smooth. He had no eyebrows and no ears, and looked like a wild man.

Before his real body arrived just now, his voice and supernatural powers had already arrived, and he showed his overwhelming strength with just one blow. This was the first time Lin Shan had encountered him since his Nascent Soul stage!

"Who are you? I guess you are not an unknown person."

Visitors take a leisurely stroll in the garden, as if they were on a spring outing.

Seeing that Lin Shan didn't leave when he saw him, but stopped to ask for his name, he couldn't help but be surprised by his courage.

"I was born in the Baimao Clan. I am one of the three elders of the Hundred Tribes Council of Elders in Star Palace. I am known as the Baimao Ancestor!"

He looked up and down Linshan and Lanfeng Pavilion, marveling at them.

"Young Nascent Soul, a natal spiritual treasure, what a genius of the human race!"

"No wonder he can wipe out an entire clan by himself. His strength is really impressive. He really has the ability to travel around the world."

"If I hadn't happened to be passing by here and was summoned here by summons, I might have had to let you escape unscathed!"

At the bottom of the lake behind him, a head suddenly burst out of the water. It was Elder Wu who had just escaped.

Shaking his head vigorously to shake off the water drops, he pointed at the white-haired ancestor and shouted loudly at Linshan.

"It's him, the murderer who destroyed the Yuren Clan. He ignored my repeated reminders and dared to cause trouble in the territory of hundreds of tribes in our Star Palace. He should be taught a lesson..."

"Noisy!"

The white-haired ancestor didn't even look back and scolded him. Elder Wu immediately looked like a duck with its neck strangled, freezing in the water and not daring to scream.

There is no doubt that when he started in Linshan, he sent a signal to Kongsanghai for help, and Patriarch Bai happened to be nearby, so he was the first to come.

Ignoring the timid Elder Wu, he solemnly inquired about Lin Shan's identity.

"My little friend, I think your status in the human race is not low. Could it be that which sect cultivated the Wanhui Nian seed? Let me tell you, I have been living crazy for so many years, maybe I have heard about it."

Lin Shan did not dare to neglect and was 100% alert.

He can sense the terrifying true energy in the opponent's body, which is as deep as a prison. I'm afraid he is the legendary late Nascent Soul! Even among the hundreds of clans in the Star Palace combined, such existences can be said to be very few!

"In the State of Lu, the ancient religion is sought, and its leader is Lin Shan."

Looking for ancient teachings?

The white-haired ancestor fell into deep thought, going through all the memories in his head, but he really did not recall any news about Xun Gu Sect.

"In the State of Lu, I remember that Confucius and Mencius are not the only ones. There is also White Deer Academy, which has a decent foundation and can barely get by. The others are nothing. When will the Xun Gu Sect come out?"

If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it, and he didn't intend to dwell too much on it.

"This is not important. Even if you have a great background, you should bear the corresponding price if you make a mistake. Otherwise, if you are so cruel at a young age, you will have to be lawless in the future?"

"Come with me back to the Hundred Tribes Elders' Council and wait for the trial of the elders of all the tribes. When the time comes, call your adults to come and wipe your ass!"

"Fortunately, the Feather Clan only approved their application this morning, and they are not counted as core members, so the matter did not get too big. Otherwise, if the veteran forces of the hundreds of tribes in the Star Palace were really destroyed, the hawkish right-wingers of the Presbyterian Council would try their best to provoke a war.

Got it!"

"The last battle with the monsters in the Swallowing Star Mountain Range was really inexplicable..."

Obviously, in the eyes of Ancestor Bai Mao, although Lin Shan is also in the Nascent Soul stage, he cannot be equal to him at all. He is just a naughty junior.

According to common sense, the span of each level of the Immortal Dao becomes larger the further you go, and there is even a huge gap between each small level!

In the past, the early stage of the Golden Core could be regarded as nothing in the late stage of the Golden Core. However, in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, it dominated the entire realm!

Therefore, the late stage of Nascent Soul is also known as the top level of combat power. It is close to the qualitative transformation of the soul and begins to gradually transform into the Yuanshen. The true essence is getting stronger and stronger, and it has an overwhelming advantage against the early stage of Nascent Soul.

In the past, other Nascent Soul stage elders from the hundreds of tribes in the Star Palace had to be respectful when they saw the White-haired Ancestor. This is a real living fossil walking in the world!

This is also the capital that allows him to rely on his old age to sell his old age.

It is not difficult to guess from the short words that there are also factions in the Hundred Tribes Council of Elders. In the past few years, the conflict between the two camps in the Swallowing Star Mountains was huge and bloody, and it was dominated by one of the factions.

Lin Shan was quite casual at first, but when he heard this, he felt reassured. It seemed that the Star Palace tribes did not pay much attention to the Yuren tribe, and he immediately no longer planned to stay.

He was very particular before leaving, obviously he didn't want to leave any clues.

"The Yuren tribe had already made enemies with me before they came to Kongsanghai. This settlement of the old grudge has nothing to do with the hundreds of tribes in the Star Palace. I would like to say goodbye with these words!"

"Wait a minute~"

The white-haired ancestor saw that this kid really wanted to leave, so that was a big deal!

"It's not just killing people in the territory of our alliance, but also annihilating an entire clan. How can I let you just slap your butt and leave? Come back!"

For a moment, the surrounding water dragons roared, the sand and rocks rolled back, the grass and trees bent, and countless pairs of transparent claw shadows spiraled around, as if they were possessed by thousands of ghosts.

Even though Lin Shan had the innate spiritual treasure to protect him, he still felt the endless force of true energy squeezing him. The suffocating feeling made him unable to breathe smoothly, as if all his pores were blocked!

"open!!!"

All eight wind walls were opened, and the next moment, an unprecedented scene appeared.

Countless paw prints were directly carved into the wind wall, making depressions one after another, so clear!

Although the wind wall is the manifestation of Lingbao's magical power and can be repaired at any time, the claw shadows outside are endless and are still imprinted on the wind wall.

Even the turbulent force hit the Lanfeng Pavilion and swayed continuously, like a lantern under the eaves.

"This is the strength of the late Nascent Soul?!"

He felt dark in his heart and had to cheer up and pay attention.

Since breaking through the Nascent Soul stage, he has been almost invincible against people of the same level. He has killed many Nascent Souls one after another, causing him to gradually expand, so he dared to go straight to the base camp of the hundreds of tribes in the Star Palace alone!

It wasn't until I met the White-haired Ancestor that I realized that they were in the same realm. Some people couldn't withstand a blow from themselves, while some could actually deal with Lingbao with their bare hands!

Is the gap really that big?

"Little baby, it seems that he is just a fledgling and has a youthful spirit. He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he has a spiritual treasure. He is so naive!"

An old voice came from outside, with the noisy friction of fur, thick and harsh, suddenly distant and then close.

Suddenly there was a bright light all around, dazzling the eyes.

Unknowingly, a fine drizzle of snow began to fall in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it became completely white, blocking all sight.

The temperature outside the pavilion dropped sharply, even affecting the inside of the pavilion.

Lin Shan felt that his own stars were on the verge of being frozen!

A layer of frost climbed up the eaves of the pavilion, and slowly covered the base of the pavilion. Fortunately, it stopped in front of the pavilion pillars.

The five senses are blinded and the control of vitality is lost.

Before he had time to take action, the other party completely took control of the vitality of heaven and earth! This is the complete crushing of realm, true energy, and integration of heaven and earth!

After seizing the initiative, the opponent will not be able to borrow the power of heaven and earth if they want to unleash any magical power, and can only use themselves to fight against it.

But how can one's own strength compete with the power of heaven and earth?

The snow outside is falling heavier and denser, and even the eight wind walls are cracked by the frost.

And all this happened in just a short period of time!

"No, this white-haired ancestor is definitely not a simple late-stage Nascent Soul!"

Lin Shan felt chills all over. It was the first time he encountered this kind of fighting mode. It was completely different from the previous one-power-down-ten meetings.

His consciousness could not leave the pavilion at all, all his senses could not be extended, and he could not mobilize the wind spirit energy from the outside world. As a Yuanying stage monk with a spiritual body, he actually lost control of the power of heaven and earth!

Even the escape technique cannot be used.

This can only explain one problem:

The White-haired Ancestor is so powerful that he can control a certain range in a short period of time, first sealing off the five senses, then squeezing out the other five elements, and finally depriving the opponent of control over his spiritual energy. All in one go, he can directly take the initiative on the battlefield!

This kind of killing has obviously been practiced for thousands of years. In the long Nascent Soul career, there have been countless battles, and the memory instinct has been formed. It is completely incomparable to Lin Shan, a novice, who can judge!

If it were any Nascent Soul stage monk, he would have been overwhelmed by this wave of operations and panicked.

The Lanfeng Pavilion is worthy of being an innate spiritual treasure produced by a reinforced panel. Lin Shan can stay in the pavilion until he goes out and is unable to come in due to all the disturbances. This will keep him worry-free.

However, this is not a long-term solution, because the amount of star energy consumed to activate the spiritual treasure is extremely large, and it will eventually be exhausted. If it dries up and the spiritual treasure is empty but cannot be maintained, then it will be a lamb to be slaughtered!

Obviously, the white-haired ancestor knew this very well and directly controlled the field to seal off the inside and outside, intending to capture this ignorant boy first.

"You still have too little fighting experience. Any old Yuanying monk who has been in the sect for many years knows that the manipulation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the most important thing before the war. Haven't the adults in the family taught you?"

Lin Shan's whole body was freezing at this time, and the chill had seeped in unknowingly. The blood flow in his whole body had slowed down a lot. This was the star essence and spirit body that sealed him in disguise.

As a casual cultivator, who taught him how to fight against the Nascent Soul stage?

In all the previous battles, he relied on his own star quality and innate spiritual treasures to crush him. Regardless of whether the opponent was the Corpse Spirit Lord or the White Bone Demon Lord, they were all casual cultivators. The gap between the ancestors of the Yu Clan and him was too big.

Need to fight for the control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But the real top forces, especially the Alien Hundred Tribes Alliance, have so many Yuanying Stage monks in them. Through long-term discussions and exchanges, the sparks of collision and the lessons learned far exceed those of others!

What’s more, the late Nascent Soul stage!

Having been immersed in this realm for hundreds of years, I have all kinds of magical powers and spells at my fingertips. I may have more experience in fighting magic than Lin Shan’s entire experience combined!

Isn't he a little doll?

"Pfft~~"

In the pavilion, a bundle of firewood was lit.

This is the 'Cluster of Soul Firewood', which was given to him by General Xiong of the Cliff Forbidden Land. At this time, he lit the fifth-level soul fire to keep warm and get rid of the cold.

Then he took out a bucket.

It's not the Tianhe Bucket, but the ancient treasure "Liuxu Wind Bucket" that was obtained by killing Grand Master Ling Xun of the Wudao Sect when he was in Jiaozhou.

The Yunjiao Exorcist Fan was awarded to Master Zhankong by him. This wind bucket is an advanced version of the fan. Just point the mouth of the bucket toward the outside and slap it!

"Huhuhuhu~~~"

The strong hurricane surged instantly, blowing all the white snow in the sky far away, and suddenly opened a gap!

With an idea, he activated the Lanfeng Pavilion, and quickly followed it into the wind, carrying the wind and waves with it, and swimming freely in it, like a fish in water.

These two treasures complement each other and work perfectly together.

"Good boy!"

The white-haired ancestor was surprised. He didn't expect to break the blockade so easily. However, if he really thought so, he would be underestimating his ability to control the field.

Just a turn of the paw!

The white hairs came from all over the sky again, but this time they were no longer magic snowflakes, but condensed into small white insects, floating in the wind, clinging to the eaves of the pavilion and starting to burrow.

The weapon spirit immediately warned, and countless bugs got under the eaves tiles to hide from the wind, but they couldn't be blown inside.

Lin Shan took out the Five Elements Bell of Dingsha. This anti-Five Elements magic weapon had been hidden in the snow for a long time. It was specially designed to deal with different magical powers. He knocked it hard with his backhand, and a circle of ripples spread instantly!

All the bugs outside were instantly dispersed into water vapor all over the sky.

But the white-haired ancestor has excellent control skills, and the water vapor immediately continued to condense. It was unkillable and reborn again, densely and endlessly!

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang~~~"

He kept knocking, and the water vapor dispersed and condensed, condensed and dispersed again, and it was so deadlocked!

"Haha, boy, let's see what else you can do?"

The white-haired ancestor laughed and followed closely behind him.

Elder Wu also jumped out of Kongsanghai, and when he became brave enough to follow him, he wanted to see if he could also intervene, so that he could add a way to offset his merits when he returned.

In their eyes, this kid was knocking and then suddenly lowered his head and squatted down.

Um?

The two of them looked around and found Lin Shan walking through the pavilion, holding a small bottle on the pavilion pillar and pouring something into the wind bucket.

They don't know that this thing is actually called "Xu Feng Jing".

It is a one-time consumable. It is a matching essential oil for ancient treasures. It can add a stone-penetrating effect to the wind barrel. Without the introduction of the strengthening panel, who knows how to play like this!

After applying the sacred oil, I carried the bucket again and faced the densely packed small snakes in front of me.

"Cum for me!"

"Dang~~~"

With the sound of the Five Elements Bell, all the little insects froze and were shaken into a hazy state. As soon as they condensed, they were sprayed through the stone by the wind bucket and defeated!

Brush brush brush——

Lan Feng Pavilion shuttled quickly in the wind, the speed was too fast for the naked eye. Even if the pupil technique was opened, only a line could be seen crossing it instantly.

Until he was completely out of the control of the White-haired Ancestor, and the vitality of heaven and earth was under his control again, Lin Shan simply used his special skill:

Wind Escape Technique!

Phew~

A strong wind blew, and no one was left at all.

"Ah...this?"

Elder Wu followed behind and was dumbfounded. This kid ran away so fast with a bucket! He couldn't help but look at the white-haired ancestor in front of him.

At this time, the alien elder also stopped and stopped chasing.

On the other hand, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be disappointed, but rather thoughtful.

The two were speechless for a moment.

Not long after, several streams of light from behind also arrived. They were all Nascent Soul stage monks from the Inhuman Race and received the message for help sent by Elder Wu.

One of them was the old bat king of the Jiaozhou Black Bat Tribe, who had obviously made a special trip to Kongsanghai to discuss relocation matters.

"Chief Bai, what's wrong? Where is the murderer?"

Patriarch Baimao is one of the three chief elders, and most people in the alliance call him chief.

"That's all."

The white-haired ancestor waved his hands, turned around and walked back.
Chapter completed!
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