"You! Give me the stuff!!!" Seeing the dragon bloodline disappear from his sight once again, Jinwu's anger, which had not yet subsided, burned again. However, when he was about to start chasing, he was blocked by a tiny figure. "Your opponent is me." An indifferent voice came out slowly from Chen Lingyou's mouth. Although he was a thousand times bigger than him, he didn't seem to be any weaker in momentum. "You? Where did you come from? Are you worthy enough to be my opponent?" Looking at the new human who appeared in front of him, Jinwu showed a hint of sarcasm in his frustration. Just when he was about to slap this arrogant human to death, he suddenly felt a strange breath coming towards him, causing his momentum to suddenly stagnate. "What did you do!!!" Jinwu showed a look of horror, and his pair of huge pupils suddenly looked at Chen Lingyou, his eyes full of disbelief.
Just when he was enveloped by that special aura, he suddenly felt a blockage in the spiritual power all over his body. Only then did he realize that his strength had been reduced by 30% for no reason! Don’t underestimate this ratio. For a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, it is equivalent to a cut on the waist before fighting. "30%? Not bad." Feeling the change in the momentum from the opposite side, Chen Ling nodded humorously, feeling that his chances of winning had increased a bit. In fact, when the Jinwu people had not yet appeared and only revealed the aura of the peak ninth level of the spiritual realm, he did not have much chance of winning. After all, even if Chen Lingyou used the power of the Lord of Luck, his realm would at most reach the middle ninth level of the spiritual realm. There is still a big gap between them when facing the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual realm head-on. He is afraid that he can only escape unscathed. But after discovering that Jinwu's true form was a mixed-blood golden crow, Chen Lingyou decided to give it a try. The reason why he changed his mind so quickly was because he remembered a strange ability that he had never used before... Sequence 013——Queling, the king of birds! When I looked up the details of this ability before, it was only roughly described as having a certain amount of suppression on birds, but it did not specify how much suppression it would have. So at the beginning, Chen Lingyou also doubted how much effect this ability could have on Jinwu. Now it seems that, indeed, the products produced by the system must be high-quality! Thirty percent! Then it’s not impossible to fight this battle! As early as when he first appeared to block those thousands of thunder balls, he had already used the ability of the Lord of Luck to improve his realm. Now, Chen Lingyou's cultivation, which was originally at the peak of the eighth level of the Spiritual Realm, was temporarily raised to the middle stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Realm. Now, the duration of this ability is elapsed little by little, and he has to quickly deal with the enemy in front of him within these few minutes! Otherwise, Blue Star might just let the strange beast wreak havoc on it.
Therefore, facing Jinwu's shocked and angry voice, Chen Lingyou did not hesitate at all, and a dark purple sickle instantly appeared in his hand. Dream sickle!!! Yes, this is exactly the ability of the new weirdness, Sequence 017 - Dream Hunter! After the previous tests by Zhou Shuiliang and the others, they realized that if they wanted to deal with the extremely strong beast in front of them, they would naturally have to use some abilities to avoid the opponent's strong points. The dream hunter who specializes in the spiritual dream level is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment. This is also the first time that Chen Lingyou uses the ability of Sequence 017! "Hunting the Dream God of Death!!!" Accompanied by a light cry coming out of his mouth, the next moment, his figure holding the sickle seemed to become invisible and intangible in an instant. Countless dark purple mists floated up from Chen Lingyou, and the familiar face had long disappeared in the mist. The sixth sense of vague threat coming from his subconscious mind immediately brought Jinwu back to his senses. It was not until now that he noticed that the tiny human in front of him exuded an aura that was not much weaker than his own. "Middle stage of ninth level in the spiritual realm!" After confirming Chen Lingyou's current realm, Jinwu's mood, which had not yet completely calmed down, was secretly reminded again. He exclaimed with a human look of disbelief on his face. "Didn't the Dragon Lord say that this world has just entered the second stage not long ago?" "It would be normal if a few creatures of the eighth level appeared, but how is it possible that a creature of the ninth level appeared so quickly?" In particular, the spiritual power in Chen Lingyou's body was even stronger than his own, and it didn't seem like it was temporarily accumulated. "This……" However, before he had time to think about it, the floating fog in the air instantly flashed within a hundred meters. "Boom!!!" The sickle, more than ten feet long, chopped down at Jinwu's body in the air. Jinwu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was not able to sense the power of this attack. After learning about Chen Lingyou's realm, he no longer dared to ignore this mysterious attack. But just as he was about to take action, he suddenly felt inexplicably drowsy in his mind. "wrong!!!" Under the active stimulation of spiritual power, Jinwu, who sensed something was wrong, woke up instantly. Looking at Chen Lingyou who was wrapped in purple mist, his eyes became more solemn. "What a weird ability!" However, Chen Lingyou's attack was not that simple. After a strange feeling of drowsiness, a sense of separation in the spiritual world entered Jinwu's perception! "Ugh! When!" Jinwu's face instantly revealed an expression of pain, followed by an expression of incomparable shock.
He didn't even notice when the attack landed on him! Today, that sense of separation continues to cling to Jinwu's spiritual space, constantly eroding his limited spiritual strength. In other words, his cultivation level is still at the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, otherwise he would not be able to hold on for long. "Damn it! What the hell is this!" After cursing inwardly, Jinwu finally stopped daring to look down on the tiny human in front of him. First, he was suppressed inexplicably, and now, he was caught again without knowing it. It was extremely weird. "Quick victory!" A thought flashed through Jinwu's mind, and then a hint of cruelty appeared in his pupils. Chen Lingyou's previous attack caused continuous damage. If he dragged it on, he would probably end up in trouble. "A mere ninth-order mid-stage Spirit Realm, no matter how weird it is, even if his strength is suppressed by 30%, I can still kill him with one hand!" As he spoke, Jinwu's body was instantly surrounded by a large amount of dark blue lightning. The golden feathers seemed to be able to conduct electricity, and countless electric arcs crackled as if they had life, emitting terrifying power. "Chirp!!!" A long, sharp cry was heard, and the Jinwu, wrapped in lightning, soared into the sky! The next moment, the pair of terrifying vertical pupils stared straight at Chen Lingyou's position. And then... swoops down!!! (End of this chapter)