Great Demon Leader: Start By Refining Flying Zombies

Chapter 50: Displaying Power at the Outer Sect

Faced with the sudden attack of the Law Weapon...

A cold light flashed in Liang Xiao's eyes as he stepped on the Gui Ying steps. A golden light flashed, and his body had already moved several zhang away.

The bundle of corpse nets fell empty, covering the ground and instantly corroding the stone slabs with eerie green marks.

"Heh, kid, you have a pretty good escape technique. Is it the Gui Ying steps? Why is it golden when you use it?"

Hua Song's brow twitched, pushing Yan Xiaodie away from his embrace. His expression became serious as he summoned back the bundle of corpse nets and played with it in his hand.

Although he hadn't been serious just now, the Law Weapon he released was not something that ordinary preparatory disciples could dodge.

"What cultivation technique have you switched to? Why don't you take it out and let your senior brother have a look?"

Unexpectedly, this toad-faced observer had quite good perception. At a glance, he could tell that the nature of Liang Xiao's Gui Ying steps was not the Blood Nightmare Technique, but some kind of purer power.

The quality of power indirectly reflected the level of the cultivation technique behind it.

The general rule of the Demon Sect was that the bigger the fist, the more powerful one was.

What I like, what I don't have, as long as I want it, I'll just snatch it directly.

Like the Blood Eye Law Enforcement disciple Qiu Ling from before, who was willing to befriend talented disciples, was actually the minority.

Liang Xiao smiled faintly. From his previous move, he had already deduced that this arrogant outer sect senior brother in front of him was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining cultivation, and he couldn't even catch up to him.

Most likely, he had just been promoted to the outer sect last year or the year before.

In a place like Myriad Demons Cave, pretending to be weak and acting strong didn't work well. There would be countless people willing to come and step on you, making it impossible to cultivate normally.

So showing weakness to the enemy was a way to court death.

"Fine, since you've returned to the sect, if you don't show your abilities, wouldn't it be like going on a secret mission? You've come at just the right time!"

Liang Xiao fell silent, pondering in his heart. Between his palms and fingertips, golden threads began to entwine.

"It seems that you refuse the wine but accept the punishment!"

Hua Song narrowed his eyes. Under the stimulation of his power, the bundle of corpse nets grew larger and smaller, moving around for two steps, carefully searching for Liang Xiao's flaws, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

The phenomenon on Liang Xiao's hands was obviously the activation of some special spell, and he had never seen this kind of spell on other disciples in Myriad Demons Cave.

This made Hua Song somewhat wary. Although he had spoken harshly, he hesitated to release his Law Weapon.

Liang Xiao leisurely stood still, glancing at Yan Xiaodie's face, which was flickering between brightness and darkness, finding it quite interesting.

After a brief moment of thought, he also understood why Yan Xiaodie had attached herself to this fifth level Qi Refining toad-faced man.

"It's to borrow the Law Weapon, even at the cost of sacrificing her appearance. Hmph, it's not surprising. In the face of reality, the standards for choosing a partner are obviously not so strict!"

The three-year competition of the Little Ghost Hall was approaching, and everyone, no matter how confused they were before, had probably found out through various channels what kind of miserable fate awaited them if they failed the competition.

In order to improve their strength as much as possible, these ants on a hot pan would use any means to enhance their combat power, even if it was temporary.

The Law Weapon was one of the obvious amplifications, and it was unlikely that the Little Ghost Hall competition would restrict the use of borrowed Law Weapons.

Here, the result was everything, and the process, the fairness, was not important at all.

In fact, as Liang Xiao had guessed, during the half year since he left the mountain...

In order to win in the Little Ghost Hall competition, some preparatory disciples had completely thrown caution to the wind.

Whether it was selling their looks to gain support from more powerful outer sect disciples, or losing all dignity and becoming spell practice partners in a miserable state.

In short, there were different paths for different insects and mice.

During this half year, the strength of some preparatory disciples had undergone significant changes.

For anyone who has connections, at least before the big competition, they would have a fake Spirit Weapon by their side.

If Liang Xiao hadn't had the opportunity after leaving the mountain, relying only on the meager resources on the mountain, even with the completion of the Gui Ying step, he probably wouldn't amount to much.

Most likely, he would have to sell many of his own interests under pressure.

When Yan Xiaodie heard that Liang Xiao might have a high-level cultivation technique, her eyes immediately lit up, a fierce expression flashed across her face, and she said to the big man with a toad face:

"Senior Brother Huasong, this guy, I heard that half a year ago, he had just broken through to the third level of Qi Refining and has a four-spirit root aptitude. He is nothing to worry about!"

"I think his cultivation technique and spells were obtained during his journey down the mountain. Although he had some luck, he doesn't have any backing. We can't miss this opportunity!"

When the big man with a toad face heard Yan Xiaodie reveal the details about Liang Xiao, his eyes immediately lit up, and the little bit of fear in his heart was thrown out the window.

Half a year ago, he was at the third level of Qi Refining, and now he was at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining.

"I almost let you deceive me with your act!"

Huasong laughed strangely, suddenly threw out a corpse-binding net, and then stomped his foot, his hands forming claws, exuding a sinister black aura as he attacked Liang Xiao.

He didn't make a move until now, but once he did, he went all out. His footwork was strange and unpredictable, creating black shadows, almost reaching the level of the completed Gui Ying step.

"Have you said enough?"

Liang Xiao's smile was cold, his gaze swept across Huasong and Yan Xiaodie's faces, and with the pure Qi Refining sixth level cultivation, he activated the Tianyang Suppressing Demon Hand with both hands.

On his arms, golden spiritual power condensed into a layer of substantial armor.

He raised his hand and grabbed, the spiritual power on his hand trembled, skillfully using his strength to catch the edge of the flying corpse-binding net, and then spun it around twice, pulling it towards him.

The most feared layer of corpse poison was firmly blocked outside by the spiritual power of the Golden Crow Refining Sun technique.

"But it's just a fake Spirit Weapon, the worst among fake Spirit Weapons. Is it worth showing off like this?"

In Huasong's shocked gaze, Liang Xiao erupted with spiritual power, grabbed the corpse-binding net, and fiercely slapped it on Huasong's face.

Ah!!

As if being branded by a hot iron, Huasong's already ugly face now had several traces of corroded corpse poison.

Amidst the screams, his fingertips burst with energy, fiercely tearing at Liang Xiao's chest and abdomen.

A trivial skill!

Liang Xiao was quicker, his golden hands like cast iron.

Without any hesitation, he slapped Huasong's Yin Demon Claw, and with several crisp sounds, several of Huasong's fingers were already broken, twisted and bent to the side.

"Qi Refining sixth level!"

Fear filled Huasong's face, he moved his feet, activated the Gui Ying step, and flashed three to five zhang away, trying to escape.

But Liang Xiao's Gui Ying step was even more proficient than his, already completely mastered.

On the martial arts field, a golden figure and a black figure successively activated the Gui Ying step.

However, the black figure was always immediately caught up by the golden figure, like an inescapable nightmare.

Boom!

In the end, Liang Xiao, like a golden flash, with the momentum of a swift wind, stomped on Huasong's chest, sending him flying.

He broke three wooden stakes used in the martial arts field, and Huasong collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Blood foam kept spewing out of his mouth, his limbs twisted abnormally, completely losing the ability to resist.

In this battle, a preparatory disciple in a gray robe defeated an outer disciple in a black robe who possessed a Law Weapon!

On the martial arts field, dozens of outer disciples of various kinds witnessed this scene.

Liang Xiao's eyes were cold, the golden spiritual power around him slowly dissipated, like a general taking off his armor, carrying an intimidating aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

(End of this chapter)