A Demon’s Path

Blue Winged Dragon Claw, although there is a green character in its name, but this dragon claw is not the claw of a blue dragon, but the claw of a purple dragon!

What is this claw for? Of course it was to connect Shang Ziheng's broken arm.

It has to be said that the wealth of the beggar old man gave Ling Xiao such extravagant capital. After giving away the setting sun bow, he gave away the mouth-watering green winged dragon claw.

As long as this claw is connected to Shang Ziheng's severed arm, Shang Ziheng's arm will have the function of the blue-winged dragon's claw: the arm itself is invulnerable, not to mention invulnerable, and indestructible!

Of course, the prerequisite is that the person using this arm must also reach the level of the opponent. If Shang Ziheng reached the purple level, using this arm to deal with the immortality itself of the purple-gold demon lion might achieve unexpected results.

It's a pity that although the current Shang Ziheng is excellent, he is only at the Qing level.

This arm Ling Xiao was originally intended to be reserved for Li Yuanchong, but now that the situation is critical, Shang Zi should put it on first. After seeing Li Yuanchong, Ling Xiao will naturally look for better ones.

"Give it to me?" Shang Ziheng swallowed hard, and looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief.

Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows, and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Before Ling Xiao sent the Sunset Demon Bow as a foreshadowing, Shang Ziheng naturally believed that Ling Xiao was a rich man, so he took the dragon's claw without being too polite.

Shang Ziheng's face showed ecstasy at first, and then that ecstasy turned into a look of regret: "Hey, I don't know how to answer it, but it's a pity that there is no alchemist here..."

Ling Xiao smiled: "I'll do it."

Not only Shang Ziheng, but all other Haotianzong disciples were stunned: This Ling Xiao can actually take someone's arm?

Only Ah Ji, who had seen Ling Xiao's ability to refine elixir, didn't make a fuss, and watched with interest how Ling Xiao crossed Shang Zi's arm.

Everyone's eyes widened, watching as Ling Xiao picked out the tendons from the dragon's claw, and then picked out the tendons from Shang Zi's severed arm.

Of course, when helping Shang Ziheng with his hand muscle, Ling Xiao naturally did the anesthesia work for Shang Ziheng, so that Shang Ziheng would not feel pain.

Ling Xiao carefully tied Shang Ziheng's hand tendon and dragon tendon into a knot, and then slowly connected the dragon claw to Shang Ziheng's broken arm.

Then, Ling Xiao took out a white gauze and smeared a dark green plaster on the gauze. After wiping it evenly, Ling Xiao tied the gauze tape to the junction of Shang Zi's horizontal, and tied it tightly.

Finally, Ling Xiao raised the dragon claw and laid it flat so that it was parallel to the ground: "Shang Ziheng, now is the most critical step, and it is up to you. Use all your strength to hit the ground that I replaced just now. Where you're tied, untie those knots. It hurts, and you have to be prepared."

Shang Ziheng nodded firmly: "Don't worry, I will."

After finishing speaking, Shang Ziheng closed his eyes and mobilized all his strength and soul power to put it on his right arm.

Shang Ziheng saw through his mental power that as soon as his soul power impacted the knot, those dragon tendons would immediately absorb all his strength.

"Not enough, continue!" After Shang Ziheng initially tested the strength of the dragon tendon, he increased the impact.

"Ah!" With Shang Ziheng's loud shout, the blue soul power of the dragon's claw erupted, as if it was on fire.

The pain of being stretched made Shang Ziheng unable to bear the cold sweat all over his body, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted again: "Ah——"

At the same time Shang Ziheng yelled loudly for the second time, Ling Xiao let go of the cyan dragon claw and let it go with the flow.

When Ling Xiao let go of his hand, the arm was fixed in place and did not hang down naturally.

Afterwards, the dragon claw moved slowly and placed it horizontally in front of Shang Ziheng.

Shang Ziheng looked at his new arm in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Only he who has fused with this blue-winged dragon claw can feel how terrifying the power contained in this dragon claw is.

"Ah!" Shang Ziheng swung his paw forward violently, and a blue-purple dragon claw-shaped soul power flew out with a whoosh.

Boom! The opposite mountain wall immediately splashed gravel, blasting a cave tens of meters deep.

Exploding purple-level strength with a green-level cultivation base, this is the power of this blue-winged dragon claw!

"Damn it! He's really strong!" the disciple of Haotianzong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but swear.

No way, this effect is too shocking for them.

If Ling Xiao still gave them this kind of dragon claw, they would definitely be willing to exchange one of their arms with Ling Xiao now.

But they also know that it is impossible.

Seeing that Shang Ziheng had successfully connected his arm, Ling Xiao nodded happily: "Boy, you should do a little more work tomorrow."

Shang Ziheng was in a good mood, and didn't mind Ling Xiao calling him a kid at all: "No problem, if you're afraid that your bodyguard won't be able to protect you, you can hide by my side, haha."

The improvement of strength brings infinite confidence to a person, especially a man. Just like Shang Ziheng at this time, he even felt that he could solve the so-called purple-gold demon lion by himself.

Ling Xiao doesn't laugh at his ignorance either, if this guy wants to be happy now, let him be happy. I don't know if I will have a chance to be happy after tomorrow, or if I can be happy.

"Okay, tomorrow is the battle at the end of our mission. I hope everyone will have a good rest at night and fight the tough battle tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Subconsciously, Ling Xiao had already gained the approval of this group of young Haotianzong disciples.

Seeing these Haotianzong disciples happily hid in the tent and sound asleep, Ling Xiao couldn't help but wryly smiled.

"Farewell to life and death, I never thought I still couldn't see through it." Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing at herself: "Boys, I wish you good luck."

Ling Xiao's age is actually younger than them, but Ling Xiao's heart is already changed, and he is no longer young. He thinks he has the right to call these Haotianzong disciples "boys".

"You should rest too, I'll watch the night." Ah Ji said on the side.

"Okay, I also want to rest well and fight tomorrow's battle well." Ling Xiao smiled and hid in the tent.

Ah Ji shook his head, he really didn't understand, Ling Xiao is only an orange-level chain soul master now, what ability does he have to participate in tomorrow's hunt for the purple-gold demon lion.

However, Ah Ji now understands one thing clearly, that is, if Ling Xiao dares to say it, he will definitely do it. Any contempt and underestimation of Ling Xiao is definitely a mistake.

The sky was bright, and there was still a gray mist everywhere, making it hard to see the surroundings.

However, when Ling Xiao walked out of the tent, he still saw very clearly that those Haotianzong disciples were all ready to go, eager to try.

"Boss, are you ready?" Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing when she heard Shang Ziheng call herself that.

This name, he likes it.

"Well, I'm ready. Since you call me the boss, you must follow my orders and act later, do you understand?" Ling Xiao's face was very serious, showing the majesty of the boss.

"All listen to the boss!" The disciples of Haotianzong all had loud voices and high fighting spirit. Ling Xiao couldn't bear to look at it, and said, "Listen to me."

Ling Xiao explained the characteristics of the purple-gold demon lion, and all the disciples of the Haotian Sect felt sweat dripping down their backs at some point.

They heard the heaviness in Ling Xiao's words, this heaviness made everyone a little breathless, and made them all speechless all of a sudden.

"Why did you tell us now?" Shang Ziheng's voice was a bit bitter: "You don't need to say anything at all, as long as you command our group of stunned youths to fight."

"Even if you're going to die later, I hope you'll understand when you die." Ling Xiao glanced at every Haotian Sect disciple, and said in a deep voice, "Of course, if you're afraid, I'll give you a chance to leave now. , as long as you don't tell me, I won't tell the head about it."

Shang Zi squinted his eyes and gave Ling Xiao a white look: "You are not afraid of an orange level, what are we afraid of?"

All Haotianzong disciples glanced at each other, and something called fighting spirit was quietly burned by Shang Ziheng's words in their hearts.

Ling Xiao is not afraid, what are they afraid of?

Although they don't know why the sect leader needs this purple-gold demon lion, they understand that they have shared joys and sorrows along the way, and if someone leaves at this time, they will definitely look down on themselves for the rest of their lives.

There are certain things in life that must be done, even knowing that it may kill them.

Ling Xiao naturally understood this, so he didn't continue to persuade them: "Okay, now you all stand behind the etching formation, set up your Haotian fist formation, and wait for my order."

"Okay!" Everyone followed Ling Xiao and walked towards the large etching formation.

Ling Xiao walked into the middle of the formation, and the disciples of Haotianzong, led by Shang Ziheng, set up another boxing formation behind the formation.

Everyone entered into a state of full alert, and all eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao who was in the middle of the formation.

I saw Ling Xiao sitting cross-legged, using the power of the demon soul converted from his chaotic soul power to ignite a spar pile in the middle of the formation.

In an instant, the spar piles of the entire formation were all on fire with the ignition of this spar pile. If you look down from a high altitude, the patterns formed by the spar piles one after another are impressively huge. Skeleton Skull Pattern!

Where Ling Xiao was sitting was at the nose of the skull. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and released his powerful spiritual power. Under the control of his spiritual power, the black devil energy around him surged towards the depths of the Zijin Mine.

Everyone couldn't help but be astonished: This guy can control the etching formation by himself, how powerful mental power is needed for this!