Chapter 427: Two Dragons Fighting the Cloud

Hearing Tuoba Lan's name, Xiao Mian couldn't help but be startled: Isn't this Tuoba Yun's precious son?

Looking up, he saw that Tuobaling also had a look of astonishment.

His name is Tuobalan, and he comes from Liyunmo, so he must be Tuobaling's cousin. But this kid was still in the foundation-building stage a month ago. How come he has become a powerful golden elixir after not seeing each other for just one month? This cultivation speed is too fast!

Zhu Yanji was already shrewd. When she saw the expressions of the two of them, she immediately knew something was wrong.

After a short conversation, Zhu Yanji knew the whole story.

At this time, the three of them had eaten something. After finding out the time and place of Tuoba Lan's duel, the three of them simply stood up and planned to watch the duel.

Xiao Mian was not familiar with Tuoba Lan, but he was Tuoba Ling's cousin after all. If he was bullied too much, the Tuoba family would not look good.

Just for Tuobaling's sake, I will help if I can.

Therefore, not long after, the three of them appeared on the Liuyun where the duel was taking place, the highest-level duel venue in Liuyun City - Douyun Altar!

At nearly noon, two people appeared on Douyun Altar. One of them was indeed Tuobaling's cousin Tuobalan. As for the other person, I guess it was the so-called Guihai.

Xiao Mian had met Tuoba Lan once. It was after the fight with the ghost monk. Because he learned that Tuoba Yun's golden elixir was shaken and suffered some injuries, Xiao Mian came to find him and sold it to him at a high price. A lacquered gold gum was the one I saw Tuoba Lan at that time.

Xiao Mian's impression of Tuoba Lan could not be said to be good or bad. He just felt that this person was a bit reserved. Although he was not much older than himself, he looked like an old man, which made Xiao Mian feel too depressed. He didn't want to see Tuoba Lan again in Liuyun City today. His sharp heroic spirit made Xiao Mian think he had recognized the wrong person.

And with that pure true energy, even if Tuoba Lan formed a pill, it would never take more than a month. How could he completely consolidate his cultivation? Stabilized the true essence?

It’s incredible!

But at this moment, Tuobaling let out a soft cry.

"Guihai! I remembered! This man was the third one among the top ten young masters in Liyunmo! He was also the only casual cultivator who entered the top ten young masters, except for the seven major families and Longhua Temple. How did he come to Liuyun City?"

Naturally, Xiao Mian couldn't answer Tuobal Ling's question, but Tuobal Ling's words made Xiao Mian turn his attention to Tuobalan's enemy - Gui Hai!

Gui Hai, about thirty years old, eight feet tall, with a strong build, a full face of beard, and even a thin scar on the left eyebrow, which cut off his eyebrow. The whole person looks fierce and strong, which is completely opposite to Tuoba Lan's gentle and jade-like appearance.

At this moment, the two people on the stage spoke.

"Tuoba Lan, I haven't heard any news about you forming a pill. I thought you were completely ruined by the last top ten competition! I didn't expect you to show up in Liuyun City!"

"Didn't Brother Guihai also appear in Liuyun City?"

"Hmph! I'm here to challenge the younger generation of masters in Liuyunmo!"

"Then let me, Tuoba Lan, come first to see if Brother Guihai has made any progress in these years!"

"Don't think that you can be arrogant after forming a pill!"

"Whether you are arrogant or not, you will know after a comparison!"

That’s all. It’s useless to say more.

The next moment, the competition on the Douyun Altar officially began.

Tuoba Lan's wind-attribute mutated spiritual root was not given to him for nothing. After forming the pill, the wind-attributed true essence was combined with the Tuoba tribe's ancestral skill "Wind Wolf Roar" to exert power in every move, compared to that of that day. Tuoba is not the least bit strong.

However, Na Guihai is not an ordinary Jindan cultivator. His own cultivation level is already at the middle level of Jindan, and he can dance with a ghost-headed sword like a tiger.

The wind blade from Tuoba Lan and the dark wind flying from the Ghost Tou Dao mixed together to form a weird whirlwind that neither of them could control, filling the Douyun Altar.

As time went by, the originally broad Douyun Altar was filled with strange whirlwinds that were either small or cunning. Correspondingly, the space for the two of them to move freely became smaller and smaller. If the two of them are not careful, they will come into contact with the whirlwind densely covering the Douyun Altar. As a result, their bodies will either be restrained or they will need to use force to break away, and they will soon fall into passivity.

At this moment, Tuoba Lan suddenly opened his mouth.

No sound came out of Tuoba Lan's mouth. As Tuoba Lan took a deep breath, the whirlwind that filled Douyun Altar roared towards Tuoba Lan's mouth like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea. Guihai noticed something was wrong and wanted to use the Ghost Head Sword to attack Tuoba Lan, but Tuoba Lan blocked him with several whirlwinds along the way.

In such a short period of time, Tuoba Lan almost sucked up all the whirlwind on Douyun Altar. At this time, Tuoba Lan's handsome face was red, and what was even more frightening was that his originally well-proportioned figure was completely out of shape, and his swollen belly looked like a big balloon.

But no one, including Xiao Mian, dared to make fun of Tuoba Lan.

Sure enough, the next moment, Tuoba Lan suddenly blew out a breath.

At first it was just like a breeze, but as the wind continued to grow, it became faster and stronger, like a wind dragon, spurting out from Tuoba Lan's mouth and rushing towards Guihai.

The previous weird wind whirlpools were themselves formed by the intertwining wind blades emitted by Tuoba Lan and Gui Hai. Now, after Tuoba Lan's swallowing and swallowing, the power of the wind dragon formed is almost equivalent to a single blow from the two of them. , almost as high as the golden elixir!

At this time, Gui Hai's face was extremely solemn.

But it was only solemnity. Gui Hai's face was not frightened at all. He was holding a ghost-head knife, calm and composed, breathing like thunder, and slashing with a knife.

The ghost-head knife suddenly turned into a ghost head the size of a wheel, whistling out and fighting with the wind dragon that flew out of Tuoba Lan's mouth.

In this way, Tuoba Lan and Gui Hai looked at each other from a distance on the Douyun Altar. One spit out a wind dragon, and the other turned into a ghost dragon with a knife. The entire Douyun Altar became a world of two dragons fighting.

Whether it was a wind dragon or a ghost dragon, they were actually a manifestation of spiritual energy. Naturally, they could not be real dragons. Now the two sides were competing to see whose spiritual energy was exhausted first.

Tuoba Ling's stomach was getting smaller and smaller, and it was obvious that once the stock in his stomach was used up, it would be the time for the wind dragon to dissipate; Gui Hai's forehead also had layers of fine sweat beads, and his burly body trembled slightly, as if his true energy was greatly damaged.

Taking a deep breath, Gui Hai's figure shook.

Xiao Mian's eyes narrowed and his pupils shrank. Zhu Yanji sighed softly, which made Tuoba Ling's face change slightly. It was obvious that Tuoba Lan was in danger.

Gui Hai was a mid-level Jindan cultivator after all. In terms of true essence, he had a great advantage over Tuoba Lan, who had just formed a dan. In addition, Gui Hai's ghost dragon was also transformed by the ghost head knife, not all of his own true essence. Therefore, after manifesting the ghost dragon, Gui Hai still had the strength to launch an attack, but Tuoba Lan was already unable to do so.

From this point of view, Tuoba Lan lost because of his inferior realm.

When Gui Hai appeared, he had already appeared behind the wind dragon. He stretched out his right hand into a claw and suddenly grabbed the back of the wind dragon's neck. Suddenly, a sound of breaking bones came out quietly, and the wind dragon froze, and then was swallowed by the ghost dragon.

Logically speaking, this wind dragon is made of spiritual energy, and it definitely won't have a physical body like bones, so how could there be a sound of broken bones?

There were not many people who could understand the mystery at the scene. Those who could were mostly quasi-Nascent Soul cultivators like Zhu Yanji who had already condensed their spiritual consciousness, but there was an exception.

That was Xiao Mian!

Xiao Mian was keen and realized that Gui Hai's claw was not empty, but caught the spirituality condensed by the wind dragon, otherwise it would be impossible to control the wind dragon with one claw!

Just like Xiao Mian needed spirituality to condense the golden bell, Tuoba Ling's wind dragon obviously also needed a certain amount of spirituality to stimulate. What surprised Xiao Mian was that Gui Hai seemed to catch the spirituality of the wind dragon with a casual claw, which was really weird.

Logically speaking, only by using spiritual consciousness can one perceive a trace of spirituality in the spell.

Even when Lu Chengzhi was reminded by Yuan Yan's ancestor, it was only after thousands of attacks that he found the spirituality of the golden bell and broke it with one sword.

How did Gui Hai know where the spirit of the wind dragon was? Did he have some kind of secret treasure?

No wonder Xiao Mian thought so, because there are indeed some secret treasures in the legend that can help cultivators master some of the power of divine consciousness. Of course, the greater possibility is that Gui Hai has practiced a pupil technique, through which he detected the spirit of the wind dragon and killed it with one blow.

No matter which possibility it is, it is enough to show that this casual cultivator Gui Hai, who is in the middle stage of the golden elixir, has extraordinary strength...

As if he felt Xiao Mian's gaze, Gui Hai on the Douyun Altar turned around and gave Xiao Mian a kind smile.

Xiao Mian was stunned, then nodded and chuckled.