The next moment, Yunxiang flew out first, followed closely by Luo Jianqing and Fozi.
The three of them passed through the small valley in the blink of an eye. However, they didn't notice that just after they left, a wolf-headed monster ran to the large rock where they had been and was about to relieve itself. Suddenly, the monster's nose moved, and it sniffed carefully for a while: "Oh no! The smell of humans here! Humans have been here!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three earth-shaking noises came from behind Luo Jianqing and the other two, causing their faces to change drastically.
The monsters had indeed found a way to communicate with each other. Luo Jianqing sped up, his body like an arrow, and he was about to break through the formation. After all, Fuzi and Yunxiang's cultivation was not as good as his. In the end, Luo Jianqing simply grabbed one with each hand and rushed out.
The end of the formation can be seen, and the human cultivators who were blocked outside the formation are also in sight.
Luo Jianqing did not dare to slack off. However, when they were only a hundred meters away from the border of the formation, a huge and strong golden lion with a human head stood in front of them, blocking their way.
This golden lion with a human head stood thirty feet tall. When it lowered its head, its eyes were as large as a house. Sharp fangs emerged from its mouth as it roared, like giant knives. Gazing at the other party, Luo Jianqing's heart gradually cooled, and he released the hands holding onto Fozi and Yunxiang.
The human-headed golden lion laughed and said, "There are actually three humans."
Outside the formation, Venerable Wen Longzi shouted angrily, "Shi Rong, how dare you!"
The human-headed golden lion turned to look at the furious Wen Longzi outside the formation, and laughed heartily, "Wen Longzi, you're so nervous, could this be someone you know? Let me take a look, a late Nascent Soul cultivator in his fifties, an early Out-of-Body Stage cultivator in his seventies, and…" His voice abruptly stopped, and the human-headed golden lion's eyes widened in surprise, "A mid-to-late Out-of-Body Stage cultivator in his fifties! The three of you are the top talents of the human race!"
Luo Jianqing had already taken out the Frost Floating Sword, Fuzi also took out the Buddhist beads, and Yunxiang took out a string of small black bells.
However, all of this seemed like a toy in front of this golden lion with a human head.
Shi Rong, the Lord of the Ninth Sea, was a Ground-Rank Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast, possessing immense strength, equivalent to a late-stage Mahayana Great Perfection! His eyes darted around Luo Jianqing and the other two, and when he shifted his gaze to Yunxiang, he asked, "Such a young demon cultivation genius, and a female at that. Are you Mo Qianqiu's disciple?"
When he moved on to the Buddhist disciple, he added, "You are a monk, you must be from the Guiyuan Sect."
Finally, he turned his attention to Luo Jianqing: "I have never seen such a genius. Even Jin Li, even though he is from the Dragon Clan, could not have such a cultivation speed. But I once heard Lady Yin Ji say that there seems to be a genius among the human race. Could it be that you are Xuan Lingzi's disciple?"
Luo Jianqing stepped forward: "So what!"
Shi Rong obviously didn't expect Luo Jianqing to admit it so frankly. He was stunned at first, then burst into laughter: "He is indeed Xuan Lingzi's disciple!"
Luo Jianqing said: "Why don't you transform into a human?"
Shi Rong said: "Why should I transform into the appearance of you humans? Heaven dotes on you humans. Any demon beast that advances to the final level can transform into a human form, but I just don't like it..."
Luo Jianqing's handsome face was filled with alertness as he listened to Shi Rong's words. A thin line of sweat formed on his forehead, and his lips were pale. He looked like a young man feigning composure despite being terrified. Shi Rong didn't notice that Luo Jianqing had tucked his right hand behind his back, his thumb rhythmically tapping his index finger.
Outside the Tianqing Pohai Formation, Venerable Wen Longzi and his companions had already begun their impatience to attack the formation. Meanwhile, inside, Luo Jianqing was engaged in an orderly conversation with Demon Venerable Shi Rong. While Shi Rong appeared polite, his tone was filled with disdain and contempt for the human race. Whenever he saw Luo Jianqing's face flush with anger at his words, he would burst into laughter.
Luo Jianqing was so angry that he seemed to be humiliated, and he tapped his fingers.
Fuzi and Yunxiang looked at his fingers, both of them with solemn expressions, clenching their magic weapons tightly, as if waiting for the opportunity to make an all-out effort.
Luo Jianqing was so angry that he said in a trembling voice, "You are not allowed to insult my master!" His words seemed to be filled with unbearable anger, but his confidence was very insufficient.
Shi Rong wagged his long tail and said, "You dare to shout in front of me? A guy like Xuan Lingzi..."
Luo Jianqing's eyes flushed red, as if he had lost his mind. He drew his sword and charged at the Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast. A cyan light condensed on his sword, and soon, a delicate and elegant five-petaled blue lotus emerged in the air, carrying an oppressive and powerful aura.
However, in the eyes of the Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast, all this was just a minor fight. It raised its front paw nonchalantly, intending to directly suppress Luo Jianqing, but at this moment, Fuzi and Yunxiang, who had been motionless until then, suddenly attacked!
The two men attacked the Iron-Slaying Golden Lion Beast, one on the left and one on the right.
Yunxiang shook the small bell in her hand, and instantly demonic energy surged. The black demonic energy spread outward along with the ringing of the bell, transforming into a ferocious beast. The beast roared and charged at the Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast's left leg. Yunxiang slapped her own chest, and instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it onto the beast, coating it in blood and forming strange patterns.
At the same time, the Buddhist disciple flicked his finger, and a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads flew towards the right leg of the Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast. The Buddhist disciple softly chanted the Mahaparinirvana Sutra. With each utterance, the beads shone with golden light, and a colossal golden Buddha with seven perfect features appeared in midair. His form was dignified, his aura awe-inspiring. The Buddha's massive hand slowly descended, striking the Iron-Slashing Golden Lion Beast.
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