Ye Luoli's Golden Glory

Chapter 165 Wushen Ling

"This era, unknown even to the God of Time, really piques my interest. I wonder if there are any powerful enemies I can practice against!"

An old and hoarse voice came from under Jin Litong's mask, instantly attracting Shi Xi's attention. He leaned over, pinched his chin with one hand, walked around Jin Litong, his eyes always on him, somewhat curious about what he was doing.

"By the way, what on earth did the Black Mist want to do by sending us here?"

Facing Shi Xi's curious gaze, Jin Litong did not give too much explanation. His eyes under the mask looked deeply into the distance and he asked softly.

"I don't know. Who knows what it wants to do? However, this time should not be the future, it seems to be the past."

Shi Xi pulled the brim of his hat down to cover his face, clasped his hands in front of his chest, thought for a moment, shook his head, and spoke out his guess.

"Oh, by the way, instead of pulling the brim of your hat down, why not wear a mask? It's much more convenient!"

Jin Litong saw Shi Xi's actions and felt a little troubled, so he gave a suggestion.

"..."

Shi Xi fell silent, stretched out his hand and slowly swept it across his face, and a mask of the same style as Jin Litong's covered it.

Wow, Shi Xi, you stole my idea!

Jin Litong was visibly stunned. He had never expected Shi Xi to copy his mask right in front of him, the original owner. This was infringement! He had to report it!

Before Jin Litong could make any move, two streams of light, one red and one white, suddenly appeared in the sky and chased each other. Energy fluctuations spread in all directions, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky.

"Oh? This aura feels quite good, um... It's a battle between two Saint-level fairies. However, the one behind seems to be a little stronger, and the one in front is no longer strong!"

Jin Litong's attention was instantly drawn over. He watched the chase in the sky with great interest, pointing his fingers in the air and tilting his head towards Shi Xi from time to time, commenting but not intending to take action.

Because... they are not in the cracks of time and space now, but in the real timeline. If they do something that affects the existing timeline, it may cause the rules to be disrupted. Then... it will be difficult to deal with...

"The one behind..."

Shi Xi judged the other party's identity by the aura of the red light. He glanced at Jin Litong, who was as steady as a rock. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. A light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind. He poked Jin Litong with his elbow and said softly.

"Prince Jin, why don't you try your hand against such a strong opponent? That's not like you."

"After all, we're doing things in the past. I don't want to cause a butterfly effect and change the existing timeline. That would be terrible."

After hearing what Shi Xi said, Jin Litong shrugged and explained softly.

"Oh? Now that the river of time has been largely shrouded in black fog, the rules can no longer be manipulated. How can you tell whether the time here is real or illusory? In other words, even if you turn this place upside down, who would know?"

Shi Xi seemed to know what Jin Litong was thinking. He smiled softly, waved his hand and summoned the time staff, ready to cast a spell. Jin Litong's eyelids twitched when he saw this, and he quickly stopped him.

But when you don't want trouble, trouble will always come to you.

During the time that Jin Litong and Shi Xi were talking, the battle in the sky had ended. A stream of white light fell heavily from the sky like a missile, raising a large cloud of dust.

When the dust settled, a fairy in a white robe was seen lying listlessly on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but because of the mask, the blood was all over her face. Her white robe was full of holes and a lot of blood was spilled on it. The fairy looked in a miserable state.

"Hahahahaha, with this little bit of strength, you dare to cross the river and destroy the bridge? Aren't you afraid that our Mutian Pavilion will destroy you?"

The red light in the sky slowly fell to the ground, and a young and arrogant voice came from the light. A pair of red combat boots stepped on the body of the white-robed fairy. The powerful fairy power spread out instantly, making the white-robed fairy's already poor health even worse.

After the crimson light faded, a tall figure gradually emerged. He had fiery red hair, crowned by a headband. A tuft of vibrant red hair casually draped across his smooth forehead. His deep pupils were a rare crimson, like two burning flames. He wore an exquisite suit of crimson light armor, tightly gripping a slender and sharp halberd called the "Powu Huaji." Standing there, he exuded an aura as majestic and powerful as a rainbow piercing the sun.

"A member of the Mutian Pavilion, the tenth of the ten ranks, the fairy who controls the battles in the world, the Martial God Ling!"

Shi Xi acted as a commentator on the side, and his ethereal voice echoed in the empty place. However, the voice was a little loud, and not only Jin Litong heard it, but also Wu Shen Ling and the white-robed fairy.

……

Jin Litong was speechless for a moment. A flock of crows even flew across the sky, cawing loudly. He seriously suspected that Shi Xi was deliberately provoking trouble, but he had no evidence...

"Oh? I didn't expect that even a fairy like Fairyland knew my name. It seems that our Mutian Pavilion is well-known. What? Are you trying to meddle in other people's business?"

Wu Shen Ling scratched his ears, and his red eyes swept over Shi Xi and Jin Litong. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. Like a ferocious beast that had found its prey, he stabbed the white-robed fairy in the chest with his halberd, accurately piercing its heart and taking his life in an instant.

"Oh? So, you're very strong? But my friend is the strongest war god in the fairyland. I wonder how many moves you can withstand in his hands?"

Listening to Shi Xi's words that he was watching the fun and not minding the trouble, Jin Litong's left eyelid twitched. He turned his head to look at Shi Xi, but the other party took a step back and pushed his shoulder. Then, a terrifying aura locked onto him.

Good guy, Shi Xi, you are forcing the lion to go on the shelf, you are a bad friend!

"Boy! You're quite good at fighting, aren't you? Come on, let me see how strong you are."

Wu Shen Ling was indeed inspired by Shi Xi's words. With a turn of his little hand, the Po Wu Hua Ji instantly changed direction and pointed directly at Jin Li Tong's mask. A faint light covered his body, and energy surged out like a torrent, blocking the surrounding space to prevent Jin Li Tong from escaping using the magic circle.

Oh! Xiao Lingzi, you have never suffered the beatings of society!

"Then let me show you what is the strongest!"

Jin Litong raised his eyebrows, and turned his hands in front of his chest. A powerful golden force surged out from it, instantly competing with the fighting power of Wu Shen Ling. An old and hoarse voice came out, causing Wu Shen Ling on the opposite side to frown slightly.

"Tsk, I thought you were some idiot, but you turned out to be an old hand! You are so old, you should go back to your nest and stay there. If you insist on coming out to seek death, then I will take you on the road, Ye Luoli magic, Wu Po, Po Wu Hua Ji!"

When Wu Shen Ling heard Jin Litong's voice, he thought he was old and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. The power of struggle covered the Powu Huaji, and he exerted force with both arms and stabbed towards Jin Litong in an instant.