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Hong Ling stood at the bow of the ship, quietly looking at the Black Flood Dragon that was no more than five feet away from him in the middle of the lake, his eyes filled with dread. Although he was not afraid of this man and this dragon, he still had to think for Su Yu and Xiao Tao beside him. If he were to clash with the youth and the Black Flood Dragon, it might affect the others.
He could sense that the Demonic Power in the Black Flood Dragon's body was enormous, like a raging river. As for that young man, he seemed to be only a year older than him. However, his cultivation had actually successfully stepped into the early stage of the Spirit Refinement realm. This was truly shocking. A Spirit Refinement cultivator who was around eighteen years old was still a hollow great cultivator. Even if it was Chu, which was filled with talents, he would definitely be one of the top Unique Aristocrat s.
”You are the Hong Ling who killed the third prince of the Beiming Peng clan, Fengya?” The youth stood atop the flood dragon's head, his eyes filled with curiosity. However, due to his curiosity, Hong Ling could still feel the killing intent that was being emitted from his body that was like a violent storm.
”That's right, I am Hong Ling! May I ask which clan you are a Demonic cultivator? To appear so arrogantly in the territory of the Great Chu, Dreamy Cloud City, could it be that you are not afraid of attracting the attention of the Human Clan? ” Hong Ling laughed and said to the teenager.
”Chase him down? I think the various almighty beings in Human Clan should not be able to chase after and kill this demonic cultivator of the younger generation! ” The young man casually took out a demonic token and the Demonic Power in his palm spat it out. The demonic token slowly floated into the air, and a snowstorm shrouded it. Flood Dragon Clan's spirit cultivator, Aohan greets Sir Hong Ling, greets the two ladies! ”
Aohan! Hong Ling's gaze turned cold. This youth of the Flood Dragon Clan was also from the Northern Goblin Realm, a Unique Aristocrat of the Flood Dragon Clan. Although he wasn't from the royal family, he had obtained the inheritance of the ancient Flood Dragon by chance and his strength was unfathomable. The moment he entered the Profound Yellow Realm, he immediately killed the son of a duke from the Great Chu Empire. There was a rumor that the son of the Wang Hou was a great cultivator who had already stepped into the Spirit Refinement realm. However, he was easily killed by Aohan. This information was actually all told to Hong Ling by Su Yu in order to give him a general idea of the various heaven's pride level experts that had just appeared. What he did not expect was that he would actually encounter such a God of Slaughter here.
”I wonder if brother Aohan wants to attack me now or choose a different day?” Hong Ling said calmly as he looked at Aohan and the Black Jiao which was more than thirty meters long.
”If you want to choose a day, you might as well choose a day. Since you're able to meet Brother Hong Ling on this Dreamy Cloud Lake, there's naturally no need to choose a day!” Aohan smiled slightly as his pupils contracted. Boom! The Demonic Power on his body instantly exploded, blowing numerous ripples on the surface of the lake. Brother Hong Ling, why aren't you rushing over to your death?! ”
”Shipowner, please take these two girls back to the shore. This is a thank-you gift!” Hong Ling casually waved his hand, and a handful of golden leaves were nailed onto the ship. With a tap of his foot, he was like a dragonfly skimming over the surface of the lake, dashing towards the center of the lake. Brother Aohan, I wonder if the Heaven's Pride of the Flood Dragon Clan is really as famous as the legends say? ”
Aohan smiled, steered the Black Flood Dragon, and leisurely moved along with Hong Ling. His target this time, was the youth who killed Crown Prince Fengya. As for the others, he didn't take them seriously at all. As long as they could kill Hong Ling, they would not only be able to receive the rewards from Monarch Feng Xiao, they could also receive the secret that the youth had killed a Void Initiation Stage cultivator. Of course, Feng Xiao was not afraid of Hong Ling's trump card. From its point of view, Hong Ling at most just obtained a spontaneously recognized master sacred artifact, and he was not afraid of using such a method.
”Brother Hong, you don't have to worry about my name. As long as you die, wouldn't that be the perfect proof of my illustrious reputation!” Aohan laughed, then casually condensed a light blue ice awl and flung it towards the center of Hong Ling's back.
Hong Ling who was about to enter the water suddenly turned his head, and threw out a sharp Sword Qi, with a peng sound, it shattered the ice awl. The youth grinned and continued forward. This place was still not suitable for Aohan's Boneyard, it was only suitable for the middle of the lake.
”Brother Aohan, are you that impatient to die?” The youth then conjured a Tianhuang Lightning Fire and threw it towards the dragon and the man behind.
Sensing that the incoming flames contained an extremely powerful force, Aohan's gaze trembled as he controlled the Black Flood Dragon to lower its head, and dodged the dark golden ball of fire. Boom! The flames fell onto the water surface, instantly blowing up a wall of water that was ten zhang high. Aohan's eyes turned cold, he stared at the water wall that rose up but did not fall down, watching as it quickly turned into steam and disappeared, his eyes was filled with fear. Such a tyrannical flame was something he had never encountered before in his life. In that case, who exactly was this young man? What secrets did he have?
Although Hong Ling's strength was clearly weaker than Aohan's, he had the heaven-defying power of the Jiuzhuan Profound Technique and the Dragon Bloodline. Adding to that, his talent was peerless, causing Aohan to be unable to stop him for a moment. Logically speaking, Aohan was an expert in ice and water attacks. Above the Dreamy Cloud Swampland, he should have completely suppressed a youth who was even weaker than himself. However, a long time had passed and Hong Ling was still quickly advancing forward on the surface of Dreamy Cloud Lake. He did not show any signs of being suppressed at all.
Aohan's expression was not good. Even though his birth was not good, after obtaining the inheritance of the Primordial Flood Dragon, his strength rose sharply at a rapid pace. There was a faint trend of him being on par with the royal clan flood dragon. However, in this Dreamy Cloud Lake, he had actually encountered such a formidable and difficult Human Clan youth. Although this young man's strength was even weaker than his own, his true battle power was enough to shock even him. It used its Demonic Power to stir up a wave of water. It threw out a cold Demonic Power and instantly froze the water wall. Aohan immediately followed up with a palm strike. The ice wall was affected by its palm strike and shattered into countless ice cones, flying towards Hong Ling. He believed that with the support of his mighty Demonic Power, these shockingly destructive ice awls would definitely be able to completely kill Hong Ling.